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Big Pa Hog

Written by: TiranMaster

There were a few obnoxiously loud knocks on the door as Wolf sat at his computer, trying to glance through a few of his emails while relaxing. "What is it?" he grumbled to himself. As far as he remembered he hadn't made any plans for anybody to come over... Opening up the door he found nobody standing there, and below on his doorstep was a simple box just laying there. For a moment Wolf just raised an eyebrow, knowing that he hadn't ordered anything in the last month he wasn't sure what someone could've sent.

He bent down and picked up the box to see who the package was really supposed to go to, but on the side of the box it clearly said Wolf. "Well then... I guess... it's a present?" he grumbled to himself. Nobody had told him that they'd be sending him a present, but for now he figured that he might as well take it, as long as nobody was asking money for it he really didn't care.

Walking back inside Wolf took it to his room before popping it open and looking inside, once he glanced in he blinked in confusion as he saw a simple smoke pipe sitting there. He'd never really bothered to pick up smoking, it wasn't a habit he was interested in the least. What was even more confusing though was the fact that it didn't have any tobacco with it... not that he'd use it though. Pulling it out of the box he glanced it over a few times, noticing that it was brand new, but otherwise there was nothing in the box saying who it was from or why it had been sent in the first place.

Taking a few more looks over the pipe Wolf just shrugged before sitting down in his computer chair with the pipe between his fingers. Now while he wasn't interested in smoking he couldn't deny that the idea of him having a pipe in his mouth sounded amusing as all hell. He decided that he would take a few pictures of it with it in his mouth and then send it to his friends before pulling it out, so Wolf slid it between his lips and felt rather foolish as he breathed through it a few times.

Setting up his camera Wolf leaned back as he tried to look cool as he took a few shots of himself pretending to smoke, imagining how his friends would react to see him smoking anything. After taking several images of himself Wolf started to send them out to his friends on skype before he leaned back, the pipe amateurishly held between his lips as he waited for his friends' responses. As he laid back in his seat he started to browse the internet, hardly taking into account that he was still holding onto the pipe in his mouth as he started to click on links and got into his usual internet surfing rhythm.

A few of his friends replied laughing at the idea of him smoking, a few more of them were shocked that he'd even own it, it definitely got some chuckles out of him as well as he thought the idea was ridiculous. Minutes passed as Wolf continued to breath through the pipe, barely registering it as he slowly started to slide the pipe around in his mouth, going from a novice's bare understanding of the stem into a more sturdy hold of the pipe. Clicking from site to site Wolf slowly shifted the pipe from side to side in his mouth, getting a feel for the wood in his mouth, comprehending how it was supposed to be held. He hardly noticed his skin starting to shift, growing chubbier, facial hair starting to grow in patches.

Wolf's interest in what he was browsing for died as he spent more time on the web, his hand slowly drifting up to the URL and started searching up some stuff. Hot daddies, tight jeans, tobacco. He hardly even comprehended the slight changes, thinking that he was just horny as he rustled his crotch with his meaty hand, his palms growing ever so slightly into more aged looking callused palms. "Mmm... looks like they have some good blends here..." he chuckled as he looked at the plethora of tobacco.

Admiring the different types he blinked as he realized what he was doing, Wolf blinking as he slowly reached for the pipe in his mouth. "Huh... why... am I looking at that stuff?" he grunted. Though before he could pull the pipe out he noticed a sale going on for one of the richer blends at a ridiculous price, Wolf's mouth flying into a big grin as he clicked on it. "Shit, this stuff is hard as hell to get your hands on, I bet it tastes fucking great!" he roared.

Before Wolf could really stop himself he clicked on purchase and ran it through his debit card, a content smile appearing on his face as the pipe started to smoke up. Without him even putting any tobacco in a fine peppering of tobacco formed in the basin of the pipe before filling up to max, the black powder burning red as he started to breath in the powerful and bitter flavor. At first he coughed a few times, shocked by the sharp flavor, as he coughed up a few times his body started to rock as it grew larger, his thin stomach being replaced by a growing gut as his teeth started to poke out, becoming more tusklike as his nostrils flared out becoming more snout like. "Wow, that was a lot stronger than I thought it would be," he laughed.

Taking a few more deep breathes of the tobacco Wolf blew out a ring of smoke, a sense of practice taking root as he leaned back and puffed on the pipe a few more times. "Mmm... good stuff," he snorted. Blowing the smoke out through his nostrils searing out some of the nose hairs as it grew more snout like Wolf continued to bounce his way across the internet.

The next site he stepped onto was a website full of leather gear, his interest having been growing as of late. He clicked onto the sites and started browsing, noticing some awesome pics of guys with leather vests on showing their fantastic hairy chests and pierced nips. "Mmm... gotta love some piercings," he purred. He ran his hand over his nostrils absentmindedly, allowing the golden hoop there bounce against his growing snout as he continued to rub his hardening cock with his other hand. Page after page went by, Wolf's card out the entire time as he purchased some other new items, a few leather jockstraps, a vest, even a harness that he'd had his eyes on for some time.

The young man was progressively becoming heavier, his chair shifting beneath him as it became more worn, stains appearing in the leather from several orgasms he'd shared on the seat with other guys. He snorted a few times as he imagined how great the new gear would feel, hell, he might get a few more piercings to go along with his nose and nips next time he got his paycheck. He scratched his bared chest as his leather vest spread to reveal his large nipples, studs glinting on his nips as he enjoyed the feeling of the air on them. His gut bounced as he continued to rub his cock through his jock strap, cupped nicely around his large cock and balls.

By this point he was feeling awfully randy, his cock pressed hard against the interior of his jock as he started to poke around a porn site. Farmhouse, a place where plenty of gay guys could reveal their inner animal. Pulling out a half empty bottle of hand lotion Wolf whipped out his cock as he started to jack it to some videos of some pig boys getting slammed up into, his own head feeling a bit light as he watched the damn hot vids, his belly flopping up and down in motion with his jerking. He snorted a few more times, growing louder and deeper as his body aged, his tusks sticking out proudly as they always did as his muzzle grow in nicely, a thick layer of facial hair sitting on his chin, enough to run his hand though and get a nice scratch.

"Mmm, fuck yeah, take it boy," Wolf chuckled. His eyes narrowed as he watched the pig boy squeal in delight, his dick splashing all over the ground, he was about ready to cum... until his skype pinged loudly. The man grunted in annoyance as he quickly clicked on skype, his icon and name on the side had shifted in the time he'd been clicking around, an older boar's face sticking out as the avatar, and his nickname Big Pig splayed on the side.

He clicked on the flashing orange name to reveal someone with the nickname "Curlytail". "Pa Farm, I... I bought the chastity device like ya told me too... >//<" the message read.

For a second he blinked, slightly confused, but as he took a deep whiff of his pipe he groaned as his cock hardened in his hand once more as he typed back to Curly. "Oh did you, boy? Did ya take pictures too?"

For a moment there was no response before the boy messaged him back. "Y... yeah, Pa, I posted them in our usual folder. D... do you think we can meet up at the club again tonight?"

Wo... Farm rubbed his head as he felt a bit lost, but his body naturally took over as he clicked over onto his browser and pulled up an image locker. His hands slid over the keyboard with practiced ease, typing in an email and password before opening it up to reveal... pictures he didn't remember. For a moment he hesitated before clicking on one of the pictures, in the image there was a boar man... older looking... burly... a mohawk on his head. Farm slowly rose a hand and felt the sides of his head, they were shaved... and in the middle of his head was a mohawk. "Oh..." he snorted.

He clicked off of the picture, his mind starting to reel as he clicked into a folder with the name Curlytail on it. He opened up a new picture posted there and saw a chubby belly pressed down on top of a cock all trapped in a little cage. "Damn, that's my boy, he's gonna get a good ass beating tonight," he snorted. Farm blinked as he realized what he'd said... it was like someone else was talking through him. He wanted to click out of the image locker, but his hand jumped onto the mouse once more as he continued to jerk his large sausage.

The next picture was another of this Curlytail, true to his name above the ass in the picture was a pig's curly tail, his ass dripping with something... maybe his cum? "This... isn't right, I need to... need to... fuck that boy's ass," he snorted. He tried to shake away the thoughts, but it was becoming harder as he was taking deep and smooth breathes from his pipe, the tobacco rich in his mouth, helping move along his thoughts as his body started to grow heavier once more... his cock growing in his already large hands, his thoughts becoming increasingly lewd.

His nipples and belly were now bouncing as he was jerking his cock harder, his eyes running over several pictures of Curlytail's ass, balls, and cock. He even saw pictures of them together, his cock and balls planted right up against that succulent ass. "Yeah... little boys like him need a big pa of a pig like me," he grunted. Every jerk and puff felt like it was pulling him thinner... or was it fuller?

Farm couldn't remember his old name, but he damn well could remember his new, Big Pig, a boar with an insatiable appetite for some younger booty. "I'm Wolf..." he whimpered. The name came back to him... it was small, that last part that was fighting to stay around... but the bigger part of him, Farm, didn't want that part. He was the big pig in town, the one that really wanted to have fun while smoking a pipe and plowing an ass. Suddenly skype popped up on screen once more to reveal a video of Curlytail, the pig boy blushing as he gazed at the camera. "S... sorry, Pa Farm, ya didn't answer, so I thought I might call ya to show ya what I got..." he snorted.

The pig stood up and showed off his entire body, that cute country twang to his voice giving Farm a huge turn on as he gazed at the live video of the pig boy... those last thoughts struggling as his cock was flying up and down harder and harder... needing to cum... need to plaster that boy's ass. "What do ya think, Pa?" Curlytail asked over his shoulder.

"F... fuck yeah," Farm snorted. With that he came, his juices flying all over his rounded belly as it finished growing, the chair wheezing under his weight as his load splashed onto the computer, his chair, and all over his gut. His face took on that final boar look that he'd seen in those pictures, gone was any doubt that he was Farm, whoever had been there had left the building with his mindblowing orgasm. The screen soon cleared from the milky substance to reveal Curlytail moaning and pinching his nipple as he looked at the screen.

For a moment Farm was quiet as he leaned back in the chair, his body finished changing, his nipples now large and plump along with his rounded gut, his hands large meaty and perfect for grabbing asses, and his cock big enough to give a horse a run for his money. "Meet me at the club in an hour, boy, I'll show you a good time for being a good boy," he snorted. The pig snorted in delight before nodding and turning off his video to run to get some clothes on, Farm getting up as he took a whiff of the smoke filled air. He pulled up his jockstrap before grabbing a pair of leather chaps laying strewn across his bed, his hand already groping his cock again before he licked the last of the cum off of his lips. "It's good to be Big Pig," he chuckled.