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(woman to pig transformation)

As the moonlight floods in the window, Aubrey’s change begins again. As always, it starts with an unsettled feeling in her stomach – it feels a little bit like indigestion. But that sensation quickly worsens, as her heart and belly and lungs begin to reshape inside of her. Outside, she notices a few bristles arise – pale hair barely visible in the moonlight. There will be plenty more eventually.

She breathes in, feeling herself snort as her nostrils flare, broadening and growing large in front of her face. Aubrey takes that as her cue to strip down to her underwear. The first time she transformed, she destroyed a hundred dollar outfit. Now, she knows to be careful.

Aubrey’s snorting grows more pronounced as her snout develops, her elegant nose expanding and turning upward. It projects outward, and soon she can see it when she crosses her eyes. It twitches, growing moist, as it begins to detect hundreds of new odors. She rubs the bridge of her new snout, massaging it, and feels that her fingertips are beginning to stiffen.

Behind her, she feels her tail coil out, the fleshy tube raising her camisole and wiggling around, slapping lightly against her full cheeks. It is, for her, the truest sign of her impending metamorphosis, the strongest link to her new species. Once she has the tail, it always becomes real for her, and she has to make peace with the fact that she will soon be a pig.

Aubrey stretches her legs, feeling her center toes stiffen and reshape into large hooves of keratin, side toes becoming dew claws or withering away entirely. She taps her foot, listening to the familiar clack on the floor. Her hands aren’t far behind, and she looks at long, elegant fingers that will soon just be practical little hooves.

She sighs, at that. Aubrey is, after all, an exceptionally beautiful woman. Tall, with long legs and rich, dusky skin soft as satin. Her large, expressive eyes are as rich as her dark brunette tresses, and her delicate facial features are perfectly proportioned. Her breasts are plump and full, the big things projecting elegantly from her chest as if to greet whoever she meets. Her body is curvy and voluptuous, swelling out enticingly in all the right places. In short, Aubrey is gorgeous. No one would look at her and think that, once a month, she was really a fat sow.

But a sow she is. She feels her ears stretch and grow, becoming large and floppy before they start to rise on her head. In her mouth, her jaw changes, linking with her snout as her new teeth grow in, including tiny tusks. Gingerly, she gets down on all fours in a posture appropriate for a pig. Almost immediately her spine begins to elongate, and her belly begins to swell. She puts on an immense amount of weight, her svelte figure bloating out into an enormous barrel shape. She squeals at the sensation, her voice deeper now with her larger lungs. Down the length of her gargantuan belly, new nipples begin to blossom, poking out and flushing with color in two rows of pig teats. Eventually, the remains of her undergarments tear off of her greatly expanded torso.

Behind her, Aubrey’s plump, sexy bottom bloats out, growing vast and flat as the round cheeks lose definition, separating to reveal her reshaped vulva and anus underneath her flitting tail. Both vagina and butthole flare as they take their new shapes and positions, larger and more primitive than her human organs. She hates how exposed they are in pig form – she has no ability to hide them, even with her tail. As she feels the cool air on her private parts, she can feel her clitoris swell, bulging out from its protective hood and becoming larger than the tip of her thumb once was. She grunts a little, always disliking that sensation. Soon, her once-beautiful butt is entirely the rump of a sow. Her legs – well, now her hind legs – change to match, becoming short and thick and squat, and her hips realign with her broad torso. She is now definitively a quadruped, unable to rise from her porcine posture.

On the other side, her arms shorten to become her forelegs, losing dexterity while gaining strength, and her shoulders compact into her flanks. Between them, her neck swells, bulging with fat, and straightening her growing head in line with her spine. She gains a few extra chins, even as her original chin and cheeks hollow and compress into her snout. She blinks her dark, piggy eyes as they move, settling behind her snout. By now, her neck is so big around that it is impossible to tell where the pig's head stops and her body begins. The immense barrel of her torso continues to swell, padding out with thick, insulating fat while her skin thickens into a leathery hide and bristles grow across the surface. Her enormous breasts, now squeezed between her squat forelegs, begin to contract, shrinking to match the rest of her teats. And her nipples change too, darkening and growing, as they coarsen into primitive pig shapes. Soon, the sow's phenomenal boobs are only a memory, their remnants nothing but two more pig dugs.

The fat sow grunts in discomfort, feeling her skull change shape, her rich brunette tresses thinning until the flat, wedge shaped skull is entirely bald. Inside, her brain is changing too, growing more primitive and sensation-driven. Her human thoughts are crowded by swine instinct, the beast’s needs drowning hers out until even Aubrey can’t tell where the human ends and the fat pig begins.

At last, it is finished. Aubrey’s gorgeous body is gone, completely lost to the bloated, grunting hog she has become. The sow raises her snout, squealing at the bright orb that rules her life, and settles in for another long night in her true form. She turns to the trough she wisely prepared, and gorges herself. She finds that she’s always hungry in pig form…

Her night is much the same as it was the month before, and the one before that, and the one before that. In the full moon’s bright glow, she must always become a sow. Not that the fat pig isn’t used to it by now, of course… but it can be such an inconvenience!

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Description
(woman to pig transformation)

As the moonlight floods in the window, Aubrey’s change begins again. As always, it starts with an unsettled feeling in her stomach – it feels a little bit like indigestion. But that sensation quickly worsens, as her heart and belly and lungs begin to reshape inside of her. Outside, she notices a few bristles arise – pale hair barely visible in the moonlight. There will be plenty more eventually.

She breathes in, feeling herself snort as her nostrils flare, broadening and growing large in front of her face. Aubrey takes that as her cue to strip down to her underwear. The first time she transformed, she destroyed a hundred dollar outfit. Now, she knows to be careful.

Aubrey’s snorting grows more pronounced as her snout develops, her elegant nose expanding and turning upward. It projects outward, and soon she can see it when she crosses her eyes. It twitches, growing moist, as it begins to detect hundreds of new odors. She rubs the bridge of her new snout, massaging it, and feels that her fingertips are beginning to stiffen.

Behind her, she feels her tail coil out, the fleshy tube raising her camisole and wiggling around, slapping lightly against her full cheeks. It is, for her, the truest sign of her impending metamorphosis, the strongest link to her new species. Once she has the tail, it always becomes real for her, and she has to make peace with the fact that she will soon be a pig.

Aubrey stretches her legs, feeling her center toes stiffen and reshape into large hooves of keratin, side toes becoming dew claws or withering away entirely. She taps her foot, listening to the familiar clack on the floor. Her hands aren’t far behind, and she looks at long, elegant fingers that will soon just be practical little hooves.

She sighs, at that. Aubrey is, after all, an exceptionally beautiful woman. Tall, with long legs and rich, dusky skin soft as satin. Her large, expressive eyes are as rich as her dark brunette tresses, and her delicate facial features are perfectly proportioned. Her breasts are plump and full, the big things projecting elegantly from her chest as if to greet whoever she meets. Her body is curvy and voluptuous, swelling out enticingly in all the right places. In short, Aubrey is gorgeous. No one would look at her and think that, once a month, she was really a fat sow.

But a sow she is. She feels her ears stretch and grow, becoming large and floppy before they start to rise on her head. In her mouth, her jaw changes, linking with her snout as her new teeth grow in, including tiny tusks. Gingerly, she gets down on all fours in a posture appropriate for a pig. Almost immediately her spine begins to elongate, and her belly begins to swell. She puts on an immense amount of weight, her svelte figure bloating out into an enormous barrel shape. She squeals at the sensation, her voice deeper now with her larger lungs. Down the length of her gargantuan belly, new nipples begin to blossom, poking out and flushing with color in two rows of pig teats. Eventually, the remains of her undergarments tear off of her greatly expanded torso.

Behind her, Aubrey’s plump, sexy bottom bloats out, growing vast and flat as the round cheeks lose definition, separating to reveal her reshaped vulva and anus underneath her flitting tail. Both vagina and butthole flare as they take their new shapes and positions, larger and more primitive than her human organs. She hates how exposed they are in pig form – she has no ability to hide them, even with her tail. As she feels the cool air on her private parts, she can feel her clitoris swell, bulging out from its protective hood and becoming larger than the tip of her thumb once was. She grunts a little, always disliking that sensation. Soon, her once-beautiful butt is entirely the rump of a sow. Her legs – well, now her hind legs – change to match, becoming short and thick and squat, and her hips realign with her broad torso. She is now definitively a quadruped, unable to rise from her porcine posture.

On the other side, her arms shorten to become her forelegs, losing dexterity while gaining strength, and her shoulders compact into her flanks. Between them, her neck swells, bulging with fat, and straightening her growing head in line with her spine. She gains a few extra chins, even as her original chin and cheeks hollow and compress into her snout. She blinks her dark, piggy eyes as they move, settling behind her snout. By now, her neck is so big around that it is impossible to tell where the pig's head stops and her body begins. The immense barrel of her torso continues to swell, padding out with thick, insulating fat while her skin thickens into a leathery hide and bristles grow across the surface. Her enormous breasts, now squeezed between her squat forelegs, begin to contract, shrinking to match the rest of her teats. And her nipples change too, darkening and growing, as they coarsen into primitive pig shapes. Soon, the sow's phenomenal boobs are only a memory, their remnants nothing but two more pig dugs.

The fat sow grunts in discomfort, feeling her skull change shape, her rich brunette tresses thinning until the flat, wedge shaped skull is entirely bald. Inside, her brain is changing too, growing more primitive and sensation-driven. Her human thoughts are crowded by swine instinct, the beast’s needs drowning hers out until even Aubrey can’t tell where the human ends and the fat pig begins.

At last, it is finished. Aubrey’s gorgeous body is gone, completely lost to the bloated, grunting hog she has become. The sow raises her snout, squealing at the bright orb that rules her life, and settles in for another long night in her true form. She turns to the trough she wisely prepared, and gorges herself. She finds that she’s always hungry in pig form…

Her night is much the same as it was the month before, and the one before that, and the one before that. In the full moon’s bright glow, she must always become a sow. Not that the fat pig isn’t used to it by now, of course… but it can be such an inconvenience!

Stock image used available from Depositphotos at depositphotos.com/8227653/stoc…