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Fall of a Hero For CalvinWolf By Draconicon

I can't believe master's actually giving me this chance, Jared thought, the pig snorting to himself a couple of times as he bounced up and down on his trotters. His belly and chest jiggled like crazy, the rolls of fat from his species and overeating bouncing with him. He barely cared; when this was over, he would be as fit a pig as the master could ever want, and they'd have a hero out of the way too. It was just about perfect.

Jared pressed his hands against the glass tube that he was in, licking his lips as he glanced over to the other subject. The human inside squirmed against the ropes tying his hands together, but there was nothing he could do. The pig knew that the master would never have left any sort of gap that someone else could exploit. The human was entirely defenseless, just as master wanted. No matter how those muscles flexed, Edward - he had a hero name, but the pig didn't know it - couldn't get free.

The pig looked to the master of the situation, grinning wildly as his master looked his way. The pig's cock strained to get hard, but hidden behind all the rolls of fat on his body, there was no way for that to happen.

Besides, Doctor Dastard was more focused on the hero, anyway.

"Look at you, Edward. You thought that you could bring me down? With what, a little ring?"

"Don't count me out yet, 'Doctor.' You might have pinned me down, but that doesn't mean I can't get out of this."

"I think you'll find that it means precisely that, little hero."

Doctor Dastard chuckled as he approached the control console, the third of the four pieces of machinery in the room. The fourth was a sealed metal tube, connected to Jared's and Edward's containment cells with cables and thick wiring. He didn't know how it worked - the Doctor said to not worry his little brain about it - but he knew the end result. The Doctor had told him, just as he was explaining it to the hero now.

"Have you ever been merged with someone else before, Edward?"

"Merging? Ha! As if that was even possible."

"You're about to see that it's quite possible. It's something that I've been testing for a while, and now that we've finally got a worthwhile subject, I plan to merge your strength to my little minion here."

Both the Doctor and Edward looked at him, and Jared squealed happily, nodding.

"Yeah, boy, that's me! You and I are gonna be one big, happy body together."

Edward looked repulsed, glaring back at the Doctor.

"If you give me his body, I'll just fight you all the harder. He can't be a weakling, and with his and my strength together -"

"What makes you think that you'll even be in charge?"

"...What?"

"Your bodies will merge, but only one mind will come out on top. And I get to choose that, Edward. Not you, not Jared, but me."

The silence that stretched out let the pig see exactly how that affected the human. The hero stared back and forth, his mouth opening wider and wider in a silent scream before he threw his head back and howled. Despite the noise dampening nature of the tubes - turning the shouts earlier to bare whispers - Jared could hear it clear as day as it echoed around the room.

"Well, enough of that, then. Let's get this over with."

Doctor Dastard threw the switch, and as a blast of energy blew him apart, Jared could only grin as he imagined his new life under the Doctor's rule.

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What's going on? Why can't I move? Why...why am I so fat?!

The thoughts were not his, and they were more than a little annoying. Jared groaned, rubbing his head. However, when he didn't feel the usual slap of fat on fat, he froze, the pig opening his eyes.

The lab lights revealed a brilliant new body. Where once had been a tub of lard that jiggled at the slightest movement, with moobs that were bigger than most women's breasts, there was now a muscle-chub that was - admittedly - still fairly overweight, but with the muscle beneath it to back it up. His hands were large, and one finger was ringed, like the human hero's ring. The fingers weren't as thick as before, either, more human-like than he used to be, and there wasn't so much fat swinging under his arms, either.

Surprisingly, he was dressed in a spandex suit; it must have been something in Edward's mind during the transformation. Reaching down below his waist, Jared grabbed at his crotch, and grinned wider than ever.

"I got a real dick! Finally!"

That's MY dick! Let go of it!

"Huh? What are you doing talking in my head?"

It's not like I just disappeared, you fucking idiot! Now let go of my cock, and let me be in charge so I can beat that doctor up so I can get my own body back!

"Not a chance. I love this body, and my master will love having me service him like this. You'll see. He'll love us."

The doors to the containment tube opened before the hero could argue anymore, and Jared grinned at the doctor on the other side. He bowed at the waist, getting on all fours and crawling over to his master's boots.

"Thank you, master! I love this new body, and it'll be perfect for serving you!"

"Heh, I can see that. You're obviously much stronger than you used to be, and certainly a little more able to fit in. I can't imagine too many people mistaking you for a human, but you're closer than you were. A few more mergings, a few more bumps to your physique, and you'll be the perfect minion for me."

"Master, let me serve you and show you my devotion! Please, I have to thank you for giving me this. I can be a much better minion for you now."

"Heh, fine."

Jared grinned, reaching down for the laces of the doctor's boots. They were usually so hard to untie, but with his fingers more human, less bestial, and certainly quite a bit more dexterous, he was able to untie them in record time. The pig-man grinned at that; he was looking forward to finding out more of what he could do in the future.

You can't be serious. What the hell are you doing?!

"Shut up!"

"What was that, piggy?"

"The voice in my head. That guy that you put me together with. He won't stop complaining about what we're doing."

"Ah, right, the secondary effects of the merging. Well, you'll just have to deal with that for a while. You're in charge, after all. He had no power except what you let him have."

"Alright, master. Thank you, master."

Jared bowed his head, ignoring the continuing complaints from the back of his mind as he pulled off the doctor's boots. The heady scent of sweat and musk almost had the pig oinking in seconds, but he put it off, instead huffing the sweaty scent out of the boots before throwing them aside. His master had pulled up a chair, and Jared knelt before it, holding one of those bare, sweaty feet.

It was strange, serving a human like this. He was the more physically powerful of the two of them now, and he had the feeling that he could overpower the doctor if he really wanted. Yet, he didn't. Instead, he dragged his tongue up and down that sole, enjoying the taste of the human's sweat as he cleaned them up.

"Oh, master, your feet...I love them so much."

"Heh, you're a filthy little minion, aren't you?"

"Of course, master. I want everything that you can give me. Your feet, your cock, your piss, your cum, everything that you dribble and ooze, I want to clean and serve for you."

Doctor Dastard chuckled while Edward groaned in his head. The human was disgusted at what was going on in front of him, going on about how this wasn't how people should act and how this was a debasing of everything that he had been. Jared didn't really care; as long as he had a way of making his master happy, he was happy.

As he dragged his tongue up and down the master's foot, he slowly cleaned away the large droplets that oozed from the sole every day. He was used to licking them up as a pig, but as a pig-man, it felt...different. Better, somehow, as if he was serving his master properly rather than just in place of something else. He picked up the other foot, cleaning it as efficiently as he had the first, and even continuing to lick it after he had managed to get it completely clean aside from his spit.

It wasn't until he was licking between the toes that Doctor Dastard stopped him, pulling his feet away. Jared thought that he'd done something wrong, up until the point when he looked down at the master's crotch. The bulge rising up there told him all he needed to know, and then some, and the pig-man licked his lips.

"May I suck your cock, master?"

"In a minute. First, you're going to do something else for me."

The pig-man cocked his head to the side as Doctor Dastard fished out his cock. It wasn't a small one, but Jared felt that his current size dwarfed his boss by a fair bit. He did, however, open his mouth. His master stood up, pointing the cock at his tongue, but didn't push in.

"You said that you wanted my piss. Well, here it comes."

The blast of yellow liquid enraged Edward in his head to no end, but to Jared, it was just what he wanted. The pig-man closed his eyes in bliss as the slightly sour, bitter fluid ran over his tongue, collecting in his cheeks before going down the back of his throat. He leaned his head back, turning his mouth into a urinal for the villainous doctor, and he treasured every golden droplet that filled his mouth.

When he swallowed the first mouthful, some of it splashed over his face before he could get his mouth open again, but the pig didn't care. He actually enjoyed it, and particularly liked the enraged shouting happening in the back of his head. The more he pissed Edward off, the more he began to enjoy it.

Licking his lips when his master finally ran out, Jared leaned forward, his mouth still open. Doctor Dastard got the hint, and chuckled as he pushed forward, hilting his cock inside of the pig's mouth as he started face fucking him. The pig-man loved it, and closed his eyes to simply focus on the pleasure.

This is perfect...

No it's not! This is wrong! Depraved!

It's my life, and now yours. Get used to it.

Strangely, it felt even better to control that hero. It was...empowering. .And he wondered what it would be like when he had more in there to play with.

The End