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Night of the Boar

I'm surprised at how rustic a place like this can be as I sit on the side of the bed. It reminds me of a beach cabin, or a lodge where some rich jerk could go "camping." The geometric quilt draped over the bed is soft against my bare legs as I look around at the simple décor, varnished wood walls with geometric native looking rugs hung up on them. I still feel oddly self conscious being naked in here, holding a hand over my breasts and tapping a foot against the hardwood floor.

A strange heavy clunking comes only seconds before the door is flung open. I scoot back automatically, staring up at the bizarre porcine apparition as he tromps in and slams the door behind him. He's huge, muscular yet pot bellied body covered in coarse brown fur mixed with hints of gray that run down the raised brush-like bristles on his back. The ropy brown tail that switches from side to side behind him has a kink in the middle, and a coarse ashen tuft at the end. He looks like more pig than man, cloven hooves clacking against the floor and thick three-fingered hoof-hands clenching as he strides towards me. His head is almost entirely porcine, glistening pink forwards-facing nostrils at the end of his snout huffing as he cracks his heavy neck from side to side and licks his tongue out over his lips. My eyes wander between his legs and go wide, seeing the massive heft of his dark furry balls below his plump sheath.

His dark eyes scan over my form before he snorts, lips pulling back in a scowl behind his imposing curled ivory tusks. Swallowing heavily, I take a breath, about to ask him exactly how this is supposed to work, but before I can say anything, he reaches down, wrenching me up by my arm and pulling me close to him. The vestigial teats that run in two rows down his chest are spots of warmth against my smooth skin while his prickly fur itches against my breasts, prickling at my own stiffening nipples. His scent is overwhelming, dank and musky as I push my arms back against him, surprised we are moving along so quickly. He's incredibly strong, standing easily a head above me, arms wrapped around behind my back, solid hoof-digits dimpling my skin as he grunts and leans in towards my face with his wide muscular neck.

The kiss is sudden and savage, his warm slimy snout mashed against my face as his fleshy tongue forces its way forwards between my lips. My eyes go wide as I stare into his own dark beady orbs, glinting with lust as he grunts and laps purposely into my mouth, his surprisingly muscular snout pulsing against my cheek. My knees go weak as his wild tongue scrapes against my palette, my noises of protest muffled as he pushes deeper into the wild kiss, turning his head, hot breath puffing against me. I haphazardly reach my arms around his bulk, grabbing his sides to steady myself, feeling his bristly pelt between my fingers as he continues to stuff my lips full of his wriggling vaguely salty tongue.

I gasp for breath as he slides up, out of my mouth, tongue grinding up over my lips, covering my nose and sliding between my eyes, leaving a sloppy trail of cooling saliva. I don't have any time to recover as he presses in again, but this time, slightly higher. His lips grasp at my nose hungrily, and his tongue swabs over my nostrils. My lungs catch, and I'm forced to breathe loudly through my mouth as he makes out with my nose, suckling at it, tongue prodding at my nostrils, making me blush as I feel a wave of heat bloom in my face.

My nose feels full in the strangest of ways, muscles twitching under my skin as I feel it begin to wriggle and writhe seemingly of its own volition. My cheekbones are disappearing under thickening skin as my nostrils both begin to twitch. I feel his tongue grinding into one and then the other, his hand wrapped around the back of my head, preventing me from pulling back. My open-mouthed gasps ring loud in my ears as I can feel each nostril stretched wider, slowly turning forwards as he nips at them sloppily. My nose twitches as my face creaks forwards, dark brush-like fur prickling in over my cheeks. I suck in breath as he pulls back, a loud snort vibrating through my body and ringing in my ears as I feel my changing nose pulsing, drawing in his scent, now seemingly laced with powerful notes of cedar and wet earth.

He roughly catches my upper lip between his teeth, gnawing at it as it merges with the bottom of the dark snout that's now pressing from the center of my face. His wet wide nostrils press against my own with a squelch and I feel his meaty chest rise against my own as he breathes out in a humid stream, filling my own lungs as I squirm in his grasp. It gets just to the point of being painful before he pulls back and let's the air rush from me. The glistening porcine snout presses into my vision, tugging and wriggling as the malleable flesh instinctually draws in his addictive reek.

He nuzzles in against my neck, letting out a loud barbaric snort right in my ear as one burly arm reaches down behind me, smooth black capped fingers sliding down my back. I'm expecting him to slide a finger up against my snatch, which is starting to pulse and drip as I can't help but smell his lust. But instead, his wide hand cups my butt, then sliding between the cheeks of my ass and beginning to press in and rub against my exposed asshole. I yelp out, unused to the strange pressure as he turns his head, grunting softly as he breathes against me in warm lewd pants. His mouth opens and I hear every wet sloppy noise as he devours my ear, tongue sliding over my lobe before drilling in against the hole in the middle. He sloppily suckles, rolling up the flesh of my ear in his mouth, grinding it lightly in his teeth as I struggle, feeling my flesh flatten and tug in his maw. The dull pain makes a loud squealing cry escape my lips as I pull back against his grasping arms.

At the loud noise, he halts slowly, the wide twitching animal point of my bristly black furred ear sliding from his mouth as he pulls back with seeming disgust. He looks down at me disapprovingly, lip pulled up over his tusks in a sneer. It feels terrible as he stops, his dark gaze drilling into me. I pant out and lean into him apologetically. I didn't mean for him to stop . . . not yet. It's inexplicable . . . I don't know what he thinks he's doing, but I want him to do more of it.

My ass feels strange as he rubs at it in rough wide circles, stretching the clenched ring as it starts to tingle and feel warm. A series of strange tugs wrench through my hips as my muscles thicken and my anus becomes more sensitive, straining against his finger, a strange pressure building up that I can't explain. My damp pussy is still aching, and I want him inside of me . . . but in a way I'd never considered before, my nerve endings ablaze as he toys with my ass. He's grinding his body up against my own, jostling flesh of his sheath growing tight, pulsing against me as I can smell his dusky spice filling the air with my wide shamelessly huffing snout.

Raw desire turns to curiosity as I look down. An alien pink length is jutting from between his legs, twisted in a gradual turgid spiral with a strange fleshy twist at the end. He notices my attention as he pulls back from my other ear, letting the gray furred twitching triangle of flesh slide from his lips, in contrast to the dark bristles of my other. His shaft swells longer and thicker at the base, and he's obviously proud as he watches me lick my changed lips almost subconsciously. Suddenly, he grabs my shoulder and forces my upper body down so that the warm slick head of his twisted cock brushes against my cheek. His other heavy arm still rests on my back, heavy middle digit tugging in rough circles against my ass, stretching the muscles stronger and wider, skin darkening as it gains twitching porcine prominence.

I have no choice as he grinds his bizarre cock against my forming muzzle, dragging the splayed curling tip across the gleaming sensitive front of my snout. His raw animal scent goes straight to my brain like a blend of turmeric and cocaine, warm drool leaking from the side of my mouth as I salivate, sniffing in with low audible grunts. His finger prods at my ass one last time, making a harsh groan escape my lips, my spine popping and creaking as he tightly pinches at the growing protrusion of flesh. His other hand wraps around under my chin, finger sliding into my mouth, hard black hoof-fingers clacking against my widened flat teeth as he leverages my jaw open and shoves his cock into my waiting gullet with a powerful thrust of his hips.

I gag, grunting as he pulls at the back of my head. My tongue immediately curls and wriggles at the salty electric taste of his cock, playing over the wild curl at the tip as it jerks and dribbles out slick pre. I can feel him tense up, huffing out a low snort as his heavy hanging balls slap against my chin. He grasps my head with both of his hands, my longer hair slowly receding into blotches of thick black fur and bristly slate that condenses in a shallow ridge at the back of my neck. My porcine ears fold back as I can feel my skull creaking forwards, letting me wrap more of my mouth around his pulsing delicious cock. As I suckle and twist my wide sloppy tongue around him, my teeth creak, and slowly, my lips are lifted: tusks growing from my upper and lower jaws, stretching out in graceful interwoven curls as my own passion grows, muscular nub above my still twitching ass pulsing as it sprouts a bristly brush of ashen hair.

His cock swabs at the back of my throat as I grunt in quick breaths, feeling his fist-sized heavy balls begin to tense. My eyes water as I gag, pressing forwards so that the flexible slick tip of my nose grinds into his musky crotch. A grumble of lust is building at the back of my throat as I suck and lap, feeling him tense as my mind goes into hazy tunnel vision focused on tasting his pleasure.

Then his hands are shoving at my face, forcing me away from his shaft. But I want it, my pink tongue licking out over the thick roots of my tusks. I push towards him, straining against his restraining hands. I don't know why he's holding me back, I need him, I want to taste him . . . One heavy hand pulls back and then sails down, slapping me with a stinging backhand. I stagger back, falling over backwards onto the bed, looking up as he clops over towards me, looming like a cloud over the sun. I hold my cheek, feeling a spot of warmth on my own rough fur and the stinging pain of humiliation as I look up, eyes instinctually drifting towards his glistening spiraling length. He smiles a toothy grin, reaching down and running a smooth dark fingertip over his cock, bent tip leaking out a bead of pre that he brings to his lips and suckles on, making it obvious that I'll need to know my place before I can have my reward.

I'm shivering with need as he reaches in, powerful arms scooting me up fully onto the bed, with methodical ease. The whole frame creaks and rocks as he crawls on after me with reckless abandon, abrasive brown fur scrubbing against me as he turns around, straddles me, and then lowers himself, smothering my face with his ass and heavy balls. I can't stop my altered nostrils from huffing in, wedged between his ass cheeks, twitching against his anus and drinking in his musky scent. My heightened porcine senses make my body light up as he grinds down on top of me, hefty bulk giving me nowhere to go as his hands slide up my belly and then brusquely cup my breasts.

His wide sturdy hands fan out, squeezing down at my chest, pushing down with his incredible strength until I squeal into his ass. He gropes in tight kneading motions, and I can feel my ribs popping as my chest begins to barrel out under him. As my body widens, my breasts are stretched out over my chest flesh, fur beginning to prickle in from the sides, itching as he rubs up and down, his kinked tail switching back behind my ears. Muscles bulge all over my body, covered by a thick layer of fatty insulation. I squirm under him, his weight overwhelming as he sits on my face, burying me in his inescapable earthy musk. It should be disgusting, but I can feel my snout wriggle and prod as I huff in over and over, new desires buzzing in my brain. I try to lick my lips, but instead, my fleshy tongue slides out past my tusks and brushes against one of his massive furry testicles. He lets out a deep shuddering grunt, smooth hard fingers pinching in at my shrinking nipples, rewarding me, making me feel good about licking out again, sliding my tongue over his jostling balls, feeling them tense and pulse. It's just so . . . sexy. I'm jealous and eager in a way that I've never even considered before as strange desires well up inside of me.

My hands press back against his rounded ass, fingers dimpling his taut bristly skin. As I push, my fingers creak. The rough texture of his gray brown fur is replaced by a painful creaking as it feels like my digits are caught in a vice. I can't pull them apart, and I'm losing the definition of the individual fingers as they are crushed together by unseen force, flesh bonding and bones haltingly merging as my hands form into a hybrid of a porcine hoof and a human hand: inelegant, but powerful. I can feel the muscles in his rump tense and pull as he settles on top of me, grinding at my chest until there is nothing left of my soft breasts, my feminine curves replaced by a meaty male chest coated in black fur with tight dark raised nipples. I shudder as he pinches below them making me squeal against his balls as he raises up another set of fleshy nipples, and then another, progressing down my belly as it swells and grows out with taut porcine prominence.

He shifts his bulk on top of me, leaning forwards and scooting up slightly so that my huffing wet snout is just under his tail, and my lips are squeezed against the dark musky ring of his asshole. It should be vile, but it's hypnotic. I can't help but groan as his tail bats to the side and I feel the muscular ring twitch invitingly. He leans down over me, aware of my indecision as he presses his glistening snout above my deepening navel while my abs are lost in a wave of solid fat covered muscle. He slide his tongue out over his curled tusks, lapping at the edges of my bellybutton, black fur thickening. Huffing and panting in his musk, my heart races as he slowly encircles the edge of my navel in a sloppy lick, pressing his ass harder back against my face.

I understand what he wants, and I squeeze my eyes shut as I lap out, my thick tongue tentatively prodding at the edge of his ass. I feel the hot flesh tense and pulse as the musky flavor sinks into my senses, complementing his rich virile smell. He lets out a shuddering barnyard huff, licking lewdly over the edges of my navel as I lap out again and slowly begin to mimic his motions, dragging my tongue around his ass, feeling it contract and squeeze as his tail wriggles. To reward me, he reaches up between my legs, running a smooth hoof-finger around the edges of my already wet femininity, pulling up to pinch and squeeze at my tight clit. He's enjoying it, pressed down on top of me as I begin to lick out over his ass in harder, more needy strokes. I know he's using me . . . but he's making it so worth it, my reservations melting as I lose myself in the pleasure of pleasing him.

His grunt of approval is a benediction, but he's hardly finished. After licking his lips with a long stroke, he presses his wriggling snout against my belly, and shoves his warm writhing tongue into my bristly navel. My muscles tense as the tickling sensation radiates out while I feel the wriggling warm flesh flicker against me. My laugh comes out as a snort, and the sudden motions of my levity makes my tongue press forwards, straining against his ring of muscle for half a moment before the slick dark entrance parts, and my pink wide tongue slides inside of him with a wet sloppy squelch. His tail stands up straight, and for the first time, I hear his snorts turn into a wailing squeal of delight. He settles back against me, my hands braced against his haunches as his musky ass squeezes around my tongue like a vice, my glistening snout wriggling as his muscles force me out, but then I press back inside of him with the strength and heft of my now muscular animal tongue.

He licks inside of my belly divot one last time before laying further forwards, pressing his sniffing snout down to wetly grind between my legs against the top of my swollen cleft, smooth fingers roughly squelching up and down against the pliant edges of my labia. I shudder, craning my thick neck up to adjust to the angle of his ass, still burying my tongue inside of him in plunging needy encouragement. My sex feels like it's on fire, wrenching tingle seeping up into my swelling gut as he grasps at my clit with his lips, sucking slightly before sliding his tongue down over my clenched feminine orifice. His heavy ass muffles my groans of wild approval.

The sensations are changing, my labia pulsing as it becomes more and more malleable, his fingers tugging forcefully this way and that. I lose track of the feeling of his tongue and digits against my tight vaginal orifice as my ass wrenches and quivers in sympathy with his own. Slowly, the two edges of my labia merge under his harsh lapping, bristly black fur creeping over what is now an increasingly loose patch of skin. The sensitivity between my legs all seems to move up into my clit. As he sucks and laps with rude rumination, I swear I can feel more and more of his mouth around me, making shivers run down my spine, my nub of a tail twitching while I continue to eat out his tight writhing ass.

Soon I'm bucking my thickening hips, the reaction seeming completely automatic as he suckles at my clit with lewd hungry grunts. As my fleshy nub swells out wider and longer, the upper edges of my cleft swell and wrap around the base, forming a complete roll of pliant flesh that's quickly subsumed in glossy black fur. Its not until his lips are wrapped around the fleshy head and his flat teeth scrape over the blazing edges that I realize that he's sucking on my growing cock, coaxing it wider and longer as he rubs his ass back against my face, clenching around my eager tongue.

A strange tight sensation pulls up at my stomach as he sucks in and wrenches his head to the side. I see stars of pleasure in my vision, oinking out against his musty flesh as he twists at my pulsing length. My flesh doesn't spring back, shaft developing a turgid spiral as he repeats the motion, my length growing longer and thicker by the second, filling out my loose furry sheath. I can feel my burgeoning cock tugging and pulling back at his sloppily affectionate mouth, muscles developing as my thighs bulge out with fat and powerful thew.

One of his hands grasps at the loose flesh that used to be my labia, stretching it out longer and more pliant, making me squirm as I feel two odd lumps of pressure building inside of me. The more he suckles with twisting teases between my legs, the more insistent the full sensation is, making my fingers dig into his thighs. I squeal twice as two wrenching squeezes rock through my body, and I can feel his fingers grasping the two jostling solid lumps that drop into the sac underneath my shaft. The two diminutive balls begin to swell, making my stomach tie itself in knots as I distractedly pump my tongue into his musky ass. It feels so right to be . . . male, and to be so loved by such a powerful beast who treats me like the animal I've always really been.

My wriggling snout huffs in under his tail as his tongue prods down at the head of my shaft. My hot throbbing flesh seems to twist tighter as his tongue entwines with it, blasts of ecstasy rocking through me as his slightly rough tongue drags over my changing tip. My swelling balls clench, and my cock bucks in his mouth, making the fizzing passion bubble up inside of me. I want release more than anything, my tongue desperately swabbing at his insides.

With a chuffing dismissive snort, he pulls back, revealing my tapering screw-like cock, watching it jerk before reaching in and pinching the spiral tip. My ears fold back as he pulls his rump from my face, my tongue trailing after his tail as I rock my hips, trying to grind myself against him. He won't allow it though, lying on the bed and looking back at me with his beady black eyes, lips pulled up over his tusks in a smirk. He squeezes in at the tip of my cock until the sensation dies down from a world-consuming need to merely an inferno of desire.

He rises off of the bed and reaches a wide hard-fingered hand down to me. I lick my lips, huffing in deep needy grunts as I reach slowly for his assistance. Not only can I smell his own scent in the air, but my own damp earthy scent permeates the room as frustrated clearness dribbles from the tip of my shaft, spattering down on the quilted bed, tinged with just the merest hint of pearlecence. My still human feet feel wrong against the floor, crushed under my muscular bulk as I stand. Yanking me against his body, our bulky chests collide as he pushes into another sloppy kiss. While our tongues entwine, he grinds forwards, his own still-larger shaft fleshy rubbing against mine, both of the turgid spiraling lengths jerking and leaking out a dripping clear boarish musk.

He grabs both lengths in his fist and squeezes brusquely, making me shiver and press eagerly against him. I'm nearly as tall as he is now. He pulls up in a slow drawn out motion, steeping his fingers in our combined slick pre before reaching around me, and drilling his slick hoofed fingertip into my ass. My ears perk up as I let out a startled grunt, clenching around him as my shaft bobs in time with my pressured squeezes. He tugs in jerking pulls in every direction, stretching me out as his tongue licks sloppily past my curled tusks.

Pulling out, he slaps my ass and spins my dazed form easily around, pushing me so that my hands fall forwards on the bed, blocky fingers spread. I want more, I _need_more, a whining squeal escaping my long snout. He steps slowly up behind me, clopping footfalls shaking the floor before rubbing his girthy cock up against the rough dark fur of my rump. I bite my lip in frustration as he exhales and grunts, rocking forwards slowly so that the curled tip of my cock brushes against the edge of the bed, sending blessed electrical ecstasy through my body. But soon, his hands curl around my hips and pull me back slightly as he clicks his tusks in disapproval, keeping me inches from fulfilling myself.

He steps in closer, grinding his throbbing shaft up between the rounded edges of my ass, sliding over the quivering dark edges of my twitching anus. My breaths are coming out as labored grunts as his fingers spread over either side of my rump, squeezing in before one hand reaches over and grabs at the nub of my tail. I can feel my asshole straining as he lines himself up, fingers clamped around my stubby tail before he jerks it upwards, my spine creaking out as I squeal and he slams forwards inside of me, tapered twisting cock spreading me almost painfully wide in one savage thrust.

I squeal, hoof-hands grasping up handfuls of the comforter as my ass clenches and writhes around him, feeling every spiraling ridge of his hot throbbing cock as it sinks inside of me. His own fingers dig into the bulging black furred flesh of my thighs as he rocks back and slams forwards even deeper. I brace myself, toes clenching as black enamel overtakes them, two toes pulled back into rounded dew claws, one dwindling, as the other pair bulges into wide cloven hooves that slide against the floor as he rams forwards over and over again. My own screw-shaped cock pulses and drips out heady pre, bobbing wildly below me while my ass squeezes spasmodically around his girthy cock, new tufted brushy tail shaking and curling up slightly.

My mouth hangs open, grunting in ragged breaths between my brays of pleasure, begging for more. My sail-like ears are folding as I start rocking back into him, feeling his cock grinding into something inside of me that makes pleasure boil up in my insides. His thrusts push him deeper and deeper, rocking both of us as his heavy balls begin to slap against my own. I can feel the heavy pendulous masses between my legs boil with need, swelling larger, almost the size of his own as they bulge with every jostling pat. His relentless rocking thrusts scrape my hooves back and forth against the solid wood floor as I lick my tongue out over my curled tusks, wide flared snout huffing in his balmy musk mixed with my own dank heady scent.

It's all I can do to brace myself as he slams in, firmly hilting himself inside me, bristly sheath prickling against the stretched edges of my porcine anus. The torrid fullness is indescribable, making every muscle in my body twist, my balls tightening and pulling up under me as my tail pulls up in fitful need. He leans his bulky form down over me, hands wrapping around my chest, hard smooth fingers mashing at my meaty pectorals as his snout huffs in at the brushy ridge of gray black fur at the back of my neck. His hot breaths come faster and faster, and I can feel his balls tighten and clench against my own. My entire body is overcome by lust, lost in an endless rough sea of need as I grit my teeth and groan in encouragement.

Suddenly, his spread fingers tighten and he hugs himself closer, hips rocking in with finality, shoving himself impossibly deep inside me. His breathing hitches for a moment before his breath comes out in a wailing squeal, and I feel his massive rounded balls clench before he begins to loose a torrent of liquid hot porcine seed inside of me. My own cock jerks and throbs, wobbling about wildly under me, dripping pre from its curled tip and sending sparks into my vision as it slaps up at my protruding belly, but it's not enough. The warm halting deluge of his virility inside of me drives me wild, setting my senses on fire, but I still can't cum.

His fingers tweak at my nipples before one hand slides down, black hard grasping fingers playing roughly over my rounded paunch, lazily toying with the edges of my navel. I snort and groan, begging for him to touch me, to give me relief as he pumps me fuller. But he still moves tortuously slowly, sliding down at a languorous pace as he huffs in my ear with every pressured squirt of seed. I'm rubbing myself back against him, feeling his cock grind against my prostate as he spreads his fingers out and wraps them around the base of my twisted shaft. My squeal is cut off as my breath catches in my throat. He squeezes tight enough to distend the pink tender flesh of my cock, making my eyes water and my balls clench before he pumps down and I see stars as my insides boil and warm pearlescence spirals up my shaft from deep inside of me, spattering out against the bed in thick hot strands as he continues to fuck me.

The passion refuses to die, the fire kindled inside of me erupting in a jerking continuous stream. My whole world is rife with sensation, the straining muscles in my ass clamping down around his spurting shaft, wrenching with every jolt from my own. My jostling balls squeeze and quiver against his own, massive orbs churning out more and more seed as his own musky whiteness begins to leak from the edges of my ass. One of his hands rubs grasping circles against my chest as his other pumps at my shaft, pulling the sensations into overdrive as I brace against the bed, straining rear hooves scraping the hardwood floor as I squeal out endlessly, painting the side of the bed with what feels like gallons of jizzum that fills the air with our entwining scents.

It feels like a hundred grunting rocking musk-laden hours have passed, both of our jerking contractions becoming further and further apart before he finally pulls back out of me in a long squelching slide. He draws in long full breaths, reaching down and offering his hand. I look up and he grins, pulling me to my feet before we both collapse sideways onto the sodden bed that creaks ominously under our combined weight. His muscular arms easily roll me over as he pulls himself against my back, rough fur brushing against each other as he rests his snout in the crook of my shoulder.

I curl back against him, my completely exhausted bulky body melting in his embrace as I turn and lap softly at the wet salty twitching end of his nose. We both lay there as the room seems to spin around us, the only noise our deep tired breaths as our completely spent cocks pull back into our sheaths. I close my eyes, a grin pulling up at the sides of my tusky mouth as I simply listen to the beating of his heart, and drift off into much needed sleep.