It was supposed to be a nice, relaxing hike through the woods. They didn’t know their route had them cutting straight through the domain of a powerful witch.
They used to have such athletic builds. They were an absolute power couple, regularly working out together and always eating healthy. Now the witch laughed as Steve grabbed at the soft gut that was spilling over the waistband of his ripping athletic shorts, his new curly tail poking out. His shorts barely contained the new bulge in his pants that was developing as he stared at his once trim girlfriend as she turned into a plump sow in heat.
Her breasts had grown to massive proportions, joined by two new pairs on her round pink potbelly. She took in his musk through her new snout. As much as she hated it... he smelled good. She flopped down into the mud on her back, fat jiggling as she spread her legs and beckoned her pig-man to enter her.
A look of animalistic need glazed over his now beady eyes, snorting as he took in her scent through his upturned snout. He mounted her and they began to rut like the animals they had become.
The witch couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
|Story by Chico3901|
|Artwork by Octo|
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