#pig girl

cyancapsule:

Molly may have a smooth peen but that’s about it! :o
Without those shears her fluff gets out of hand.

I treat Nila’s body like skin when I draw but it’s kinda up to interpretation if he has rly short fur or not.
I imagine his pubes would just be body colored tufts!

Included cropped closeups here on tumblr.

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The young blonde haired woman got down on all four, her legs were shaky and she couldn’t manage to keep her balance on trotters yet. Trotters… she had real pig’s feet, hooves instead of digits, hard and unyieldly. It was this lack of digits currently preventing her from figuring out a way to turn herself back. Instead she was crawling around like an animal trying not to think about how porcine she looked now. A flat snout, curled tail, big floppy ears, she was as much pig as girl at this point and it was disturbing how natural it felt to be on all fours. Her mind was actively fighting against her, pig like instincts struggling to dominate her thoughts, but she wasn’t about to be stuck as a pig forever. She grit her teeth and banished the bestial thoughts from her mind and focused on that task at hand… hoof… whatever, she just needed to focus and stop squealing and oinking so loud before the neighbors heard…

The Warlock may have ensured that she would have a new appreciation for mudbaths, but just because she’s part pig doesn’t mean she wouldn’t enjoy a nice hot shower after playing around in the mud all day…

She woke up with a yawn, stretching her body as her eyes flickered open. She felt stiff from sleeping on the couch and the leather was a bit uncomfortable against her naked skin. What a strange dream she had been having, she recalled the oddly real feeling dream as she woke.

Everyone had been turning into animals, and when she had looked into the mirror she had turned into a pig. It had felt so real, it almost still felt like she was part pig actually. She could swear she had a…. a snout!? She looked down the bridge of her wide nose past the wrinkled bridge to the thick flat front. She flared her large nostrils with a whimper, it was real, it was really her nose, just like in the dream! Thankfully unlike the dream she wasn’t completely a pig, sure she had the tail, ears, and nose of one, but otherwise she was human, save for a tendency to snort when she laughed or squeal when she got real happy.

How had this happened… was it even a dream or could she just remember someone turning her into a pig? She wanted to figure it out, she knew the only way she could turn back was if she knew what had turned her into a pig into the first place. She couldn’t concentrate though, her lean stomach grumbled with hunger and she frowned deeply, this wasn’t any normal hunger, it was the hunger of a pig. If she didn’t find some way to turn herself back soon she was going to eat until she began to fit the part, and fit none of her clothes…

It was morning already… She blinked sleepily, squinting in the bright sunlight shining into the room. The sun felt good on her skin though, she had kicked the sheets off in the night and was enjoying the sun’s warmth. She realized she was naked as she shifted onto her side, why had she taken all her clothes off before bed? Her memory was foggy, she needed coffee… She caught the scent of someone cooking something in the next door apartment. It smelled like eggs and toast, her large nostrils flared deeply as she breathed it in.

Her nose felt funny.. not really swollen, just… bigger. She looked down the bridge and laughed a deep snort, it looked like she had a snout, her nose was huge. Her head still felt foggy, that’s why she was imagining such silly things. The smell of fried eggs make her stomach growl, she felt like she could eat a ton. Her ears swiveled toward the sound of a loud bird chirping near the window and she frowned, it was hard enough to think right now without the bird chirping in her ears. She reached up to cover them and felt two large floppy pointed shapes. She touched them softly, they were warm, it felt kinda good to rub them. She yawned again deeply, crossing her arm under her four breasts and taking a deep breath. She looked down her snout at her two sets of breasts and laughed a pig liked snort again, as if she had four tits. She started to grope them, mashing them together and pulling her on four of her nipples. It sure would feel good if it was real she mused. Was she still asleep?

She sat up and felt a pinch as she squished her thick corkscrew tail. She adjusted and sat crosslegged for a moment, catching sight of her hooved feet. Pig trotters, that’s what they were called. The foggy feeling in her head was subsiding, but her body didn’t look any more human. She still looked somewhere between pig and human, even her normal light golden skin tone has shifted to a more pinkish hue. She was… She was a pig.

SHE WAS A PIG!?

Suddenly the fog that had made her feel so calm and warm was gone, and the realization at some point her humanity had faded was clear to her. She couldn’t remember anything that had happened the day prior, the whole thing was a blur. She calmed herself down for a moment, this was.. she was gonna… She got up and walked to the bathroom, teetering on her strangely angled feet. Eventually she reached the bathroom sink and clung to it tightly, her eyes slowly drifting up to see her reflection.

It was her… but different. She felt the changes to her face anxiously, it felt very real even if it looked like she was dreaming. If it had been on someone else she would have even thought it was cute, but she couldn’t look like this. She pouted and looked herself over more. It was so… for a fleeting moment the word sexy came to mind and she blushed as she tried to banish the thought. She wasn’t… she couldn’t be… was she getting… turned on by this?

She looked like a pig, how could this be a good thing!? Her mind railed against the creeping feeling of acceptance, she had to fight this, had to find a way to… to turn back. This wasn’t how she was supposed to be, she was supposed to be a piggirl… wait… No a human girl! She felt confused… which was it? She was a… girl.. a pig? She… the warm foggy feeling seemed to return for a moment and she felt her struggle lessen, why was she so upset anyway? She was… she was a sexy piggirl, she… she didn’t need to change anything, she had already changed, for the better.

Finishing up another half completed image from a while back. This time a multibreast pig tf

‘Maybe a button up shirt wasn’t the smartest idea’ she thought, sighing as she gave up on trying to figure out how to put it on with her trotters. Besides, she felt more comfortable with no clothes on anyway, just another quirk to the transformation. It was the last day of her month long trial of the new 'miracle drug’ that could temporarily rewrite DNA to cause a person to display a mixed race between man and animal.

Her only complaint was the lack of hands. She didn’t mind the six large breasts, they were very sensitive, and with her increased libido, she was grateful for such a bounty of breasts to enjoy. The ears and nose were kind of cute actually, and she didn’t mind the boost to her sense of smell and hearing. The curly tail wasn’t all that noticeable unless she was looking herself over in the mirror or sat on it weirdly, but her hands.

Being stuck with trotters instead of fingers for almost a month had been a hassle in extreme. It took her quite a while to get a semblance of normalcy with them, eating was messy, brushing her teeth was challenging, answering the phone was near impossible. She was particularly proud of herself when she managed to dial the number of the drug companies office without knocking her phone on the floor this time.

“The number you have dialed has been disconnected, or is no longer in service.”

The message that played over the speaker phone hung in the air heavily. She hung up and redialed.

The same message played for a second time, and she rushed over to her computer and started to tediously type the web address of the companies website.

Error 404

The Page you are looking for can’t be found

It was like the company had up and vanished over night…

A Pinch of Pigleaf

Rose stood in front of her mirror poking at her nose, it did look a little bigger than normal, maybe a little flatter too. Rose was actually starting to think her roommate was right, maybe magic was real and she shouldn’t have gone touching her things. Rose was just trying to clean up the kitchen, her roommate Alexis had left some of her dusty old tomes and a bunch of herbs and jars on the table, and Rose was going to cook dinner and needed the space. What Rose didn’t realize was that the “herbs” were actually pigleaf, and you should only touch pigleaf with gloves.

Alexis was in the kitchen with even more books now, trying to see if there was a way to reverse the effects of the pigleaf, and Rose was left wondering what those effects were. So far she had just noticed her nose feeling odd and looking a little swollen, it as actually starting to worry her. It wasn’t until it started to flatten slightly and took on the beginnings of a rather pig-like shape that Rose understood what was going on. She was turning into a pig.

“Am I turning into a pig!” Rose shouted from her bedroom.

“No, not if I can find a way to stop this.” Alexis replied without looking up from the book she was reading.

Rose had walked into the kitchen and she stood with her arms folded over her chest glaring at Alexis. Practicing magic had been cute at first, hell, Rose had even appreciated that cure for the cold she had caught a few weeks back, but suddenly the potions and books and herbs seemed very real and dangerous.

“This is ridiculous.. A damn wed that turns people into pigs!?” Rose groaned.

Alexis looked up at Rose and saw that her nose was almost fully a pig’s nose now, and the tips of her ears had begun to point slightly. She had to hurry, if she couldn’t find a cure, at least something to halt the process, better to be stuck with a pig’s nose than stuck as a pig. Rose was fretting and pacing, eventually pulling out a bag of chips from the cabinet. She wasn’t a stress eater, but this wasn’t just normal stress. As rose munched on the salty crisps she felt her stomach gurgle. Rose suddenly felt uncomfortable, rather bloated really, she put the chips on the counter and looked past her pig nose to see her trim body gaining curves and weight rapidly. Rose’s pants were now very tight, her once flat stomach now hung over the edge of them, her arms looked plump, her ass felt heavy, and her breasts grew a little larger too until they reached a D cup. Except, her breasts didn’t stop at a D cup, the rest of her body settled on a plump but not fat form, but her breasts continued to grow. Rose put her arms over her chest and tried to squeeze her breasts flat, but they just spilled over her arms as the jumped sizes. Rose tried not to moan or pant loudly, once the bloating had passed the feeling of swelling had actually become kind of pleasant, and with it now focused in on her tits, it felt amazing.

“No no no, come on, this is… they are so big..” Rose muttered to herself as she held a pair of breasts that were easily as large as her head.

Alexis almost dropped her book as she glanced up. Rose had gained at least sixty pounds, and her breasts were huge. It didn’t even look like Rose had noticed how large and pointed her ears were, they were stretching out to the sides more each second and Alexis watched as they fully took on a pig-like shape.

“I.. Well, I guess.. I guess I could learn to enjoy having breasts this big.” Rose muttered aloud as she squeezed them together and let go, feeling the heft as they slapped against each other. Rose had always wondered what it would be like to have huge breasts, but she had never expected to experience it. The rest of her body was large and soft too, Rose felt so much heavier than she usually did, but now that the shock of growing larger had passed, she really wasn’t too upset about it. Rose unbuttoned her pants and struggled out of them for a moment, then ran her hands over her thick thighs, up her wide hips, she held her somewhat pudgy belly and thought to herself ‘this isn’t too bad’

It was at that point that Rose accidentally knocked the bag of chips of the counter, she bent over to pick them up only to hear the sound of tearing fabric. Alexis looked up and saw that her already straining panties could not contain the curled tail that had formed and poked a hole through them. What was more concerning was the small tuft of hair at the end of the tail, the dusty white fur seemed to be growing from the tip and expanding up her back. Alexis stopped watching and started speeding through the page she was on until she found what she was looking for.

Rose held the short curly tail in her hand, it was surreal to suddenly be somewhere between a girl and a pig. She noticed that the furry feeling of her tail seemed to trail up her back, and as she moved her hands around she found that small white hairs had started growing in many places. Rose groaned and looked to Alexis for support. Her roommate had pulled out a small stoneware bowl and was crushing a few herbs with a pestle. After a few moments of that she poured a small vial into the bowl and there was a hiss and a cracking sound followed by a small puff of pinkish smoke. Alexis picked up the bowl and rushed over to Rose.

“Drink this, the entire bowl. It’s going to taste bad…” Alexis nearly shoved to bowl into Rose’s hands, and rose quickly downed the contents.

Alexis was right, it did taste disgusting. Rose waited for a moment, but nothing seemed to be happening. She wasn’t turning into a pig anymore, but she wasn’t turning back either.

“Did it work?” Rose asked hesitantly.

“Yeah, it did.. I just don’t know how to turn you back yet… But at leas you won’t turn into a pig, well, anymore of a pig.”

“So i’m, I’m gonna be stuck like this for a while?” Rose’s nose flared.

“It’s not that bad Rosey, I think it looks kinda cute really, strange, but cute.”

Rose breathed in deeply. “I mean, I guess it’s a little cute… I do like having these hug tits.” Rose folded her arms under her breasts and propped them up, it made them look even bigger and Alexis looked at them with a bit of envy. “Quit staring at my fantastic tits, and get back to figuring out how to fix me… it’s okay if you can’t fix the boobs though, I’m okay with keeping those.”

The Special Treatment

May had won a coupon to a new spa that had opened up during a raffle at work. She wasn’t even the type to enter one of those things, let along one to get a massage from some stranger, but she had been pressured into buying a ticket for charity, and she wasn’t about to waste it, even if she thought it was a silly luxury. The place certainly looked like wasted money to her, expensive design choices and materials used in a minimalist design. It gave the place an pricey look without having to buy too much clutter, but the downside was a slight alien nature to the place. The lack of color and small amount of furniture was just too sanitized for May and it set her on edge more than calming her.

Eventually someone from behind the small front desk noticed her and waved her forward, May dragged her heels, wondering why she had come here in the first place. After a brief conversation with the woman, May was more unnerved than ever. The woman never stopped smiling, and she had these large eyes that looked like she was looking right through you.

“So, this is your first time at a spa?”

“Uh.. yeah, I’m not really the spa type, this is a.. work thing, for charity.”

“I see. So, do you have anything in mind today?”

“I uh, well I have this coupon.” May fished out the crumpled up slip from her pocket. “But I don’t really like spas, so what do you guys offer? Like mud baths, and cucumber’s on peoples eyes or some junk.” May laughed, but the counter girl didn’t join in.

For just a moment a strange expression flashed across the front desk girls face, but the smile never broke. “We have all sorts of things we do here, and I’m sure we have just the thing to take care of you. We don’t have mud baths, but I’m sure you would love our hot oil massage, it’s one of our… specialty treatments.”

May wasn’t really informed enough to make a decision so she deferred to the suggestion. “Sure, sounds great..”

“Wonderful. I promise that it will be a brand new you that walks out these doors.” The woman grinned slightly wider, and May was afraid her head was going to split in two. The counter girl pushed May gently toward the hall that lead to the spa rooms. She told her a room number, but didn’t follow her down the sterile white hall, just watched her enter further into the odd building. May glanced over her shoulder, but the visage of the eerie smile didn’t help, so she just pushed on. She passed many white doors, bereft of any design save a small number labeling them. May noticed an odd scent lingering in the air as she made her way to the end of the hall. It clouded her senses and left her feeling a bit dazed, and by the time she staggered through the door into the room she had been directed to, she was struggling to keep her eyes focused.

Once inside the small room she was guided to a long table that was covered in a soft foam like cushion. She was glad to see some potted plants, and even a brick wall from the original building, anything was better than the odd whiteness of the main office. The man guiding her didn’t say much as he quickly disrobed her and motioned her into position, she had question she was going to ask him, but her thoughts felt muddy and slow. As she laid down and his hands began to massage her muscles, all worry drifted away. It was so hot, and firm, and a wellspring of tension she didn’t even know existed was released. All the stress of her job, of her life, washed away beneath the grip of the masseuse and the hot oil. May felt like she was dreaming, and she drifted in and out of consciousness for a while as he worked her tension out, as he infused her skin with the special oils.

With her face buried in the mat she couldn’t see how pink her skin had begun to become, if she had she might have thought it was from the intense heat of the oil, a heat so warm it was like that maximum heat you could enjoy in a shower before burning yourself. It wasn’t though, even the underside of her, which hadn’t been massaged yet was the same off pink shade. The fleshy color didn’t look right, something about it didn’t look quite human, but then again, neither did having a tail.

As the masseuse massaged her lower back and the top of her ass, he applied a little extra pressure at the base of her spine, and a slight pop woke May for a moment, but she melted away into half sleep again as he resumed his regular massage, leaving her unaware of the small nub of flesh that had begun to grow. Just above her ass cheeks a small fleshy shape was growing in size, lengthening as it thickened, as small hairs grew up int’s length. Within a few short moments it was long enough it had stated to curl slightly and there was no denying that it was a tail, a tail that was firmly attached to her body, bu she remained blissfully ignorant of this development.

The masseuse’s hands roamed up and down her body, and as her rubbed her neck and shoulders he briefly diverted, going further up her neck until his hands closed over her ears and gripped with firmly for a moment. May frowned in confusion, but he let go as quickly as he had grabbed them and she couldn’t resist the firm heat of his hands working on her neck. What she didn’t know was the her ears now came to angled points, and with every moment that passed they grew in size, sticking out through her hair to each side. In tandem with her ears expanding, her muscles definition softened. She grew in size, gaining a small amount of weight, but enough that when combined with the lack of visible muscles, she now had a soft body and the beginnings of a pudgy belly and lovehandels.

May was prompted to roll over by the silent masseuse, and she was in such a daze she didn’t even bother with the modesty of covering herself. The masseuse didn’t care though, his stern expression didn’t change, and he remained singularly focused on his job of massaging and changing her body. He started by placing a warm towel gently over her face, and she felt the world close off. Sound and sight were muted, and the hazy feeling became too much again, she lay motionless under the towel as her continued to rub her body with his hot stiff hands.

May surly would have protested when he began to massage her modest chest if she had been fully there, but not even a sound of protest came from beneath the towel. The masseuse firmly gripped her breasts and while it was obvious he wasn’t groping them in any sort of sexual way, she did feel a strange and arousing heat building within her chest. He spent a long time working her breasts, but she was confused when his hands moved lower on her body, but the feeling of her breasts being massaged didn’t stop. What she couldn’t see from under the towel, was that he had stopped working on her formerly pert breasts, which now were a rather hefty size. Now he was working on a second, slightly smaller pair of tits that were still growing beneath his hands.

After what felt like forever, the masseuse removed the towel from her face, and May’s eyes adjusted to the strange white lighting of the room. May yawned deeply, her pointed tusk-like teeth even more visible than they were at rest. She rubbed her wide flat nose idly as the masseuse got her back into her clothing. It took a moment, as nothing really fit that well any more. May staggered out of the small room as the masseuse gently pushed her back toward the front desk. May to heavy steps down the long sterile hall. She felt sore, and her body was heavy and her mind drowsy.

“Would you look at you!” The smiling woman grinned with an almost devious joy. “You look like a brand new woman.” She eyed May’s soft body stuffed into her now undersized clothes, she inspected her four large breasts, admiring the masseuses technique. She took extra enjoyment from the obviously porcine portions of her, short tusks, a wide pig nose, floppy ears, and that curled tail that wouldn’t stay in her pants.

May nodded sleepily and mumbled something akin to a thank you.

“Oh, and be sure to top by and let me know if you find any good mud baths around here.” She grinned evily.

May nodded again and walked to the exit as the fog in her brain slowly lifted. A mud bath did sound rather nice…

And a version without the futa or sex if that’s not your thing

Thanks to Arkannes of DeviantArt for being a lovely model as always

Always one to be on the look out for a deal, she couldn’t pass up tickets to a week long vacation at Warlock Island for so cheap. Within a few days she was on a place and landed on the airstrip on the northern side of the island. She took her bag from the overhead compartment and put on her sunglasses, then walked passed the stewardess and into the tropic sunshine. As she stepped down from the plane she stopped an did a double take. Was the man moving luggage… it couldn’t be… she could swear he had a bushy grey tail kinda like a wolf, but now he was behind the plane. She walked toward the visitor center to get directions to the hotel when she saw a group of people in swimsuits walk by.

They weren’t human! They had fuzzy ears and… and tails… and one of them, she had an udder, like some sort of half human half cow. She just stared as they walked by until someone tapped her on the shoulder.

She nearly jumped out of her sandals, spinning around to face the… mousegirl? She had huge mouse ears and buck teeth hung over her lip and below her pointed nose.

“Fresh off the plane I take?” She chuckled. “Always easy to spot a newcomer.”

“W-what is.. what are you?”

“As you may have noticed this island is magical. Some reclusive spellcaster who calls himself The Warlock enchanted the entire island, and as long as your here your inner animal will be revealed.”

“People.. turn into animals?”

“Well partially anyhow, though there are a few who have asked to go all the way. You didn’t change too much though, looks like the average ears, nose, tail.”

“What… What do you mean I didn’t change too much!?”

“Dear, you need to take a look.” She grinned and pointed to their reflections in nearby buildings window.

She walked forward and dropped her bag on the ground, she had… she had a snout, a big pig snout, and floppy pointed pig ears… and did the mouse mention a tail? She felt behind her and sure enough there was a curled pig tail.

“What happened, I didn’t even notice that I… I’m a pig?”

“Yup your a cute lil’ piggy.”

“How long am I-”

“Only as long as your on the island, but… not everyone decides to leave the island. There are a few jobs available here and if you find that at the end of the week you really did enjoy eating like a pig, and having a cute snout, you could always just stay here.” The mouse grinned and waved goodbye as she walked away, leaving the stunned vacationer to ponder a few things.

Did she want to get back on the plane and leave… did she want to just enjoy something unique and silly for a week or… or did she… Her face blushed, she felt embarrassed by it, but she was considering the offer. She was considering staying as a half pig and working on the island. She had only been part pig for a few minutes and it already felt so…. so natural, like she always was a piggirl and was just hiding in human skin…

It had taken her years to track it down, years to finally get a hold of the idol. A carved statuette of the goddess of beauty, blessed by an ancient priestess and rumored to grant wishes to those who truly desire them. She was one such girl, and there was one thing she desired more than anything else. Large breasts, big heavy sweater filling tits guaranteed to catch the eyes of both men and women alike. As she burnt a few herbs and arranged a series of trinkets around the statue that was what she wished for…

The bowl of herbs erupt in fire, casting a back light behind the statue that looked both ominous and mysterious. The eyes of the statue seemed to shine like diamonds and a low hum started to build until she began to hear a voice in the hum.

“…Breasts? That is what you wish from a goddess of beauty? I tire of you already…” The strange voice hummed from both the statue and within her head.

“No! You can’t leave, I… I need them. I’m so flat chested nobody wants to look at me, nobody could love me!” She desperately yelled at the goddess.

The statue would have given the girl a disappointed look if it’s expression had ever changed. In all the years since she had been summoned last, people still thought large breasts were the only things that made someone beautiful? This was why she stopped answering prayers eons ago. Fine, she mused, if men are still pigs and she wants to look beautiful for a pig than so be it.

For a moment she thought the goddess had left but the hum began to grow louder and louder, becoming a near deafening ring until she felt a thick warmth envelop her. Her entire body felt soft and like clay, clay being molded by the hum of the goddess. She was dimly aware of her chest swelling outwards, of her ears growing in size, her nose changing shape, and a small tail that now poked out from the band of her pants.

“There, go to your boorish suitors, impress them with your hefty bosom and fornicate like the pigs you are. I am done with mortals, you have no concept of true beauty, perhaps i will return in another few thousand years to see if you have become enlightened yet.” The hum buzzed sharply for a moment and the fire burned bright once more before extinguishing itself. The room felt empty now…

She looked down over her snout like nose into the mass of cleavage in her shirt. She had huge tits now, way beyond anything she had expected, and… and she had a pig nose and big floppy ears, even her front teeth seemed larger and more pig like. She shouldn’t have yelled, she.. she should have explained better. She didn’t mean to end up like this,this wasn’t what she had wanted.

The warlock has been practicing his piggy spells again it seems….

The pills were only supposed to help her gain a little weight, she had always been too skinny and when her doctor told her about a safe way she could get up to a healthy weight she was more than willing to finally fill out a bra. Everything was going perfect at first, or at least it seemed that way. Little did she know that someone had switched out the pills she had taken with something similar but a little more… interesting.

She was gaining the weight faster than the doctor had said, she only wanted to gain about twenty five pounds. The doctor’s orders were to take two months of the once daily pills, that would get her up to the weight, the problem was she had gained thirty eight pounds, and it had only been three days. She stopped taking the pills and called her doctor, but he wouldn’t be able to see her til after the long holiday weekend. She spent all Friday fretting and weighing herself, it was like she was gaining a pound every hour. and she had some sort of rash. Her skin was red looking and she had hives or some sort of strange bumps of her chest and belly. Her belly was a matter of concern, it and her thighs seemed to be the primary targets of her weight gain and she had already gone from a nearly concave stomach to looking pregnant. She held her belly and frowned, her wide nostrils flaring. It was so jiggly and soft… she rubbed it a bit and had to stifle a soft moan. She let go and backed away from the mirror. Did she just… did she enjoy having a belly this big?

By midday Saturday she could tell that something was wrong with her, her nose and ears were bigger. Her nose was flatter looking than normal, but pushed forward to, and her ears were a little… pointed.. She had gained an additional sixty pounds through the night and she didn’t want to admit it, but the bumps on her chest looked an awful lot like nipples. She turned to food to distract herself from her changes, her ravenous appetite quickly demolished her fridge and cabinets stock of food and she felt a keen sense of shame that she was eating like the pig she looked like.

A pig, that’s not just what she looked like, it was what she was turning into. She must have been over two hundred and fifty pounds now, but the weight was far less concerning than the curly tail above her large fat ass, or the trotter like hooves her feet had turned into, or her eight breasts. She actually had eight breasts, she frequently rubbed them as if to remind herself that they were real. Gone was the bone thin girl she had seen in the mirror a few days prior, now she was a fat pinked skinned half pig. The changes seemed to have slowed down, three days of pills resulted in three days of transforming. She couldn’t get over how much of a pig she looked like, she was so fat now, her plump belly and thighs jiggled when she moved, and her tits were constantly rubbing against each other. She knew she should see if the doctors could figure out what had happened, why the pills had done… this… but she didn’t want to turn back… she didn’t want to be that skinny girl anymore. Being so plump and round, she loved having curves even if there were too many, even if she had to be a sow…

She had just finished getting her new bikini on and was staring to rub in some sunscreen before she threw a loose t-shirt and a pair of shorts on over the skimpy beachwear. The cool white cream rubbed into her smooth skin as she slid her hands over her arms. It tingled oddly, a strange sensation that was pleasant but also made her feel uneasy for some reason. She tried to ignore it as she finished applying the sun block, she had more important things to do today than worrying about some generic brand lotion. She started to look for her shorts, the house was a bit of a mess, something she always hated, but she had been very busy that week and the disarray could not be helped. She bent over and pulled the shorts out from under the bed only to feel a pressure and hear a ripping sound.

Had she just tore a hole in her brand new bikini? She groaned loudly and reached back to feel the damage. She grabbed a hold of something, it was thin, warm, a little furry… she tugged on it and let out a sharp yelp of pain. ‘What the fuck was that’ she thought in confusion, standing up and rushing over to the floor length mirror. She looked over her should and stuck her butt out. Her butt… it was big… far bigger than it had been that morning, but she barely noticed her suddenly plump ass. Her eyes were fixed on what looked like a small tail that had seemingly burst free of her bikini bottom and hung over her ass checks with a slight curl. She reached down and held it again, she could… “nooo..’ She could feel it, in her hand, but also… she could feel her hand on it. It was… was it a part of her?

She took a nervous step away from the taunting image in the mirror only to trip and fall onto the floor painfully. Her feet felt oddly clumsy, and she could only give an open mouthed stare as she looked down at her toes as they fused together. Her feet swiftly changed from there normal five toed structure, to something with two large toes and two dew claws. The hard nails of her toes grew thicker and became hoof like as they encased her toes. Within moments she had gone from feet to… trotters? They reminded her of the time she had visited that farm a few years back, they looked like pigs feet… come to think of it, the tail was rather pig like too. She was breathing in raggedly now, a wave of panic washed over her and she tried to calm herself. She was just stressed… from work… this was all in her head…

At the mention of her head she felt as if her ears were being pulled on quite harshly, tugged to the side until they had no choice but to stretch and grow into a new shape. She whimpered as they grew out from the side of her head rapidly. She didn’t even get a chance to feel them before her jaw stiffened and her nostrils flared out. She could feel her nose growing, growing large, flatter, more like a pig’s snout than a nose that belonged on her face. She grit her teeth and tensed her body as her canines grew tusk like and her nose finished it’s transition into a semi snout.

She lay there for a moment in shock, she… she had just turned halfway into a pig. She… she really was some sort of pig creature now. She felt her altered body with a strange level of calmness. The more she touched her strange new body parts the less odd they felt. It almost felt as soothing to touch them as it had when she applied the sunscreen. Her eyes spied the empty tube laying on the coffee table nearby, a cartoon image of a pig in a bikini plastered over it’s front and and the words Sunscreen TF 100 on it’s front. TF? Wasn’t it supposed to say SPF?

It was bad enough that she had her running errands all the time instead of working at the restaurant, but they actually had her take a class to learn how to identify mushrooms so they could have locally foraged wild mushrooms for a risotto. Now they expected her to hike around the woods getting dirty and covered in leaves and mud looking for some stupid mushrooms. She didn’t even like mushrooms, or her job for that matter, the whole situation was just pissing her off.

She wandered around the woods for hours carrying a little wicker basket with a few small yellow chanterelles. The head chef told her not to come back unless she found him a truffle, and she was having no luck at all.

“This is ridiculous!” She yelled into the woods. “How the hell am I suppose to find these damn mushrooms!?”

“What kind of mushrooms do you need?” A high pitched voice asked from behind her. She span around to see who was there and saw nothing. “Were you looking for more chanterelles? Or did you need another type of fungi?” The voice came from behind her again, and she looked around in vain trying to find it’s source. “Up here silly!”

She looked up and took a moment to register and process what she was looking at. It was a tiny woman, no bigger than her hand, and she had large see through pink wings and seemed to emit a soft glow.

“Wha-what are you?”

“A fairy silly, what else would I be.” She giggled and did a spin in the air. “And you are a forager of some type?”

She scoffed at the fairy “Well I’m picking mushrooms… well trying to anyhow.”

The fairy looked in her basket and frowned “Oh dear, you aren’t very good at this are you…”

“Hey, it’s not like I want to be here, picking stupid mushrooms in a smelly old forest all day.”

“You shouldn’t say such things…”

“I mean, I’m gonna get home and be covered in mud, tired and sore, smelling like crap, just for some stuck up chef to get his hands on some fungus.”

“There’s nothing wrong with mud dear, the forest is a magical place… Perhaps I should… lend you a hand in picking those mushrooms, would you like that? Do you want a magical blessing to help you find those pesky truffles.”

“Sure, whatever…”

The fairy laughed in a way that was strangely… menacing? She spun around the girl rapidly and covered her in a sparkling pink dust. The girl coughed and choked on the dust and gave the fairy a grumpy look before noticing how odd she felt. Her body was so hot feeling, as if the dust was burning her, or was it her clothes. Yes her clothes felt like they were on fire and she quickly stripped as fast as she could, only finding comfort once completely nude.

“There we go silly, can’t have you ruining those clothes can we…”

She looked at the fairy with confusion but before she could say anything she started to feel weird again. This time it wasn’t warmth it was a strange heaviness. Her body just felt so… she looked herself over and could swear she looked bigger. In fact, she really did feel bigger, she felt like she was swelling up. She watched in dismay as her body seemed to start rapidly gaining weight. Pounds and pounds of thick fat seemed to come out of nowhere, her belly went from flat and toned to a muffintop, to a pot belly, to big fat gut. Along with her belly her tits started to swell larger, gone were her pert B cups, replaced with a heavy pair of F cups that hung downwards, their weight making them sag slightly. Then both her arms and legs thickened and even her face seemed to get pudgy. The worse part was her ass though, as huge as nearly pregnant looking belly was her ass was bigger. Her thighs had thickened and her hips swelled outwards and pound after pound found it’s way to her ass until it was a massive jiggling booty.

She tried to hide herself but there was no way to conceal it, she was a fat and completely naked, her clothes seeming to have vanished.

“There we go, almost done, we can’t have you getting cold now that you don’t have any clothes, these fat rolls should keep you nice and warm.” The fairy pinched her fat and she tried to smack at the fairy and missed, her body felt so heavy and embarrassing.

The fairy covered her in another layer of the dust and she immediately felt her body change. Her feet cramped as her toes merged together into some hoof like thing, her tailbone stretched and curled into a small tail, extra sets of nipples dotted her chest and caused her to shiver as they stiffened from the cold. She felt her face pull outward as her nose became thick and misshapen, and her ears were growing larger by the moment.

The fairy slowly circled the girl as she sat on the ground looking stunned. Laughing again the fairy flew closer.

“There we go, you should have no trouble finding truffles now piggy, and since you cant exactly leave the forest looking like a sow your gonna be here until you learn to appreciate nature.”

“Y-you… you turned me into a-”

“A pig! Isn’t it great! Your so fat now, and that nose is adorable, I love it!” The fairy flew in close and kissed the girl’s snout. “I must say, it’s been a while since I’ve transformed anyone, but I haven’t lost my touch.”

“I… I’m a.. a pig? How long am I gonna be stuck like this!?”

“Oh I dunno, until you learn to respect the forest, then I’ll turn you human again.”

“So all I have to do is learn to like the forest and I can turn back to my normal skinny human self, I can do tha-”

“Woah-ho-ho, I said I would return your humanity, I never said anything about skinny. Your gonna stay fat like that so you remember what you learned here, besides, you looked so cute when you got fat.”

“But!”

“No buts piggy, time to find me some mushrooms, or you might end up looking like even more of a pig.”

The girl let out a deep sigh and stood up on her trotters, the fairy had her good, she had to do exactly as she said if she ever wanted to be human again, and even then… she would never be skinny again, she would always be as fat as a pig…

Thanks to Snowy for the second image, hope you like it as much as the first

Snowy’s sister laughed deeply as she turned and walked out the door, a tube of lipstick in her hand. Snowy was still in shocked silence, her sisters words still hung in the air ‘You can put lipstick on a pig, but it’s still a pig…’

Her sister had always had great taste in clothing, makeup, and music. Sure it was a bit eclectic, but it just had this… magic too it. Not that a little magic would be a surprise, Snowy had long suspected her sister of being into witchcraft or some sort of occult business, but she never expected this. Being turned into a pig just for borrowing her lipstick?

Snowy felt her huge floppy ears with her hooved hand, she felt like an animal. She snorted and her large pig like nose flared. There had to be some way to convince her to change her back, maybe there was a counterspell? Snowy decided she would just borrow her sister’s spellbook if she had one, she wouldn’t mind if she just used it a little right?

Thanks to Snowy for the second image, hope you like it as much as the first

Snowy’s sister laughed deeply as she turned and walked out the door, a tube of lipstick in her hand. Snowy was still in shocked silence, her sisters words still hung in the air ‘You can put lipstick on a pig, but it’s still a pig…’

Her sister had always had great taste in clothing, makeup, and music. Sure it was a bit eclectic, but it just had this… magic too it. Not that a little magic would be a surprise, Snowy had long suspected her sister of being into witchcraft or some sort of occult business, but she never expected this. Being turned into a pig just for borrowing her lipstick?

Snowy felt her huge floppy ears with her hooved hand, she felt like an animal. She snorted and her large pig like nose flared. There had to be some way to convince her to change her back, maybe there was a counterspell? Snowy decided she would just borrow her sister’s spellbook if she had one, she wouldn’t mind if she just used it a little right?

Usedhttp://blaze-stock.deviantart.com/art/Portrait-4-36879345 by blaze-stock to do a quick pig TF thanks for the great stock

8 Years

Remade the first image I ever TFd back in the spring 2010. Was the only image on my Deviantart account for 4 years until I came back deleted it and started to practice TF. Its been four years since then, and I’ve come along way art wise since then. Happy to replace the original with this new version.

The original https://i.pinimg.com/originals/49/84/30/4984306ec2f4d2aa560012b85efe7cb7.jpg

She thought they called it magic mud because it softens your skin and makes you appear youthful. Turns out it was something more literal, magically enchanted mud.