Porc Prequel
Imported from SF2 with no description.
Project Tin Ear was the first experiment of its kind, intended to harvest energy from parallel worlds. The first field test was reported as a failure due to adverse weather conditions.
Once activated, the entire array, power station and a chunk of the land under had been sucked up into a glowing, shrieking, lightning-spewing vortex of energy that spawned in the sky. There, the buildings and structures were evaporated into a volcano of molten metal that transmuted into vulgar gargoyle-like statues. These rained down in a fifty mile radius for the next several hours. In a stroke of luck, there were no casualties but plenty of crushed vehicles as well as some residents of the city finding strange new decorum in their kitchens or living rooms delivered via the ceiling.
At the end of the spectacle, a single being was left behind at ground zero. The test had pulled something through from the other world. That something was quickly brought to reside within the containment ward of the SpaceTime Corporation's discreet downtown research hospital.
Fluorescent light shined on sweaty green skin. The creature stood about three feet tall, his body rounded with excessive pudge. Most of which was packed on a protruding pot belly. His face was porcine with a broad snout and a set of tusks. The cherry on the fat green cakes was a corkscrew tail. The specimen was a small bipedal piglike creature. Seemingly sentient though he would only divulge a grunt or two in response to any questioning. His body seemed to produce an oily grimy substance that coated him and propagated the scent of musk that grew so strong some of the research staff became dizzy from time to time.
That was how he came to be Racheal's problem. At least for the time it took to log daily observations of the test subject. She had seen an anomaly or two during her time in the SpaceTime Corporation's biology wing. The small green pig was perhaps the most disgusting one she had encountered so far. She approached the room bright and early to check on their extradimensional guest. Punching a code into the door's keypad, her finger lingered over the final digit for a moment while she braced herself.
Strangely the musk in the room wasn't so eye watering today. Confirmed with a couple experimental sniffs from the doorway. Nope, not <>overly<> offensive. Perhaps she was building up an immunity?
As soon as she stepped inside, there was an excited grunt and snort from the small cage sitting on a table at the far side of the room. The pig's eyes locked on her immediately. By no means was he the first one she had caught staring, he simply didn't care to try and hide it.
Racheal filled out the nurse outfit well, with thick thighs and a nice plump rear end that swelled dangerously close to the hem of her uniform when she leaned over. Wide hips kept the hem taut against her lower stomach and outer thighs, as well as the dimples in her lower back. Blonde hair was collected in a bun while long bangs pointed down to cleavage between bosoms just as shapely as her butt, if not nearly as broad.
Sprouting from between the chubby thighs, fat and veiny, swelling up any time he caught sight of female staff. If the cucumbers at the supermarket were that long and thick, one would certainly be getting their money's worth. His cock reached out between the bars, accompanied by a set of heavily sagging and sweating balls. They shifted under the wrinkly scrotum and pumped out an oozing rope that bobbed in the air for a moment before splattering down to the floor.
That kind of a sample he freely gave. So generous that he always created a sizeable puddle on the floor which seemed to fume with stronger musk. He stood proudly in a display of fertility for any females, swinging his balls back and forth like censers stirring up the musk in the air. His cock pulsed at the ready for any takers.
Disgusted, she turned her attention to her clipboard deciding to pass on the "offer"
-
After a full week, the researchers had worked out that the pig was actually a fungus rather than an animal. They had designated him as a "Porc", to which Racheal rolled her eyes. The morning checkup had become routine and the musk hardly noticeable.
_Time: 6:45 AM
Subject is alert. Food pellets untouched. Water mostly depleted. Mating display observed._
Very sexy tusks.
The thought came so naturally that she already had it written down and clicked her pen closed before thinking twice. Frowning, she brought the clipboard up to confirm she had actually added that last part to the notes. Tusks? Why would that pop into her mind and how would she even know they were nice in the first place?
Stepping over for a closer look, she leaned on the cage as she examined him. The tusks were blunt, like pointed mushroom caps curling up just above his crinkled snout. Nothing that should have captured her interest so intensely. But she stepped closer anyway.
While she was fixated on his tusks, a big green cock sprouted from the cage. Extending then springing up as it hardened until it was tucked between her legs. Bundled in sheer white lace, her pussy now rode perfectly on the shaft just barely gripping at immense girth. He throbbed against her, having ridden the hem up on her outfit somewhat. She felt air touching the bottom of her cheeks.
The Porc now clung to the front of the cage, his belly nearly pressing through the bars. He snorted up at her with his tongue hanging out, not drooling nearly as much as the fat head of the cock tucked in between the bottom of her butt cheeks.
She should have recoiled away in disgust. But a guy with tusks like that showing interest in her? They turned him from a small, smelly green pig into a small smelly green <>stud<>.
Her soaked thong slid down her legs as she bent over slightly, backing on to the waiting cock. Sliding deeper down it until her butt was pressing against the bars. Hands on knees, she began to ride him and rattle the cage. The Porc held tight not for dear life but for the thick ass and plump pussy bouncing on him. Her face blushed hotter as her breasts spilled out and the room was taken over by the sound of thick cheeks clapping at a steady but hard pace.
With a final thrust, the door of the cage gave out. Racheal fell backwards, wide hips lodged in the entrance as her bare butt buried the P'orc. He was squished and flattened out like he was made of dough but none the worse for wear. His balls unloaded directly into the Human lady, spilling and pattering on the floor as she caught her breath in halting gasps.
He was still lodged fully inside her when one of the male nurses entered the room a moment later.
"Uh...I'm gonna have to report this,"
-
A clacking keyboard echoed across the lab as a lone woman worked at the terminal. Being on the more petite side, Ashely got a little more coverage from the notoriously skimpy medical staff uniforms that the company issued. Though still snug enough to showcase a slender hourglass figure and firm pointy breasts, while her brown hair was kept in a sharp bob cut.
The scans she conducted on the Porc specimen revealed that the creature was actually a radically different kind of fungus. The ordeal was over for today but not quite the lingering scent of the thing. Even from the other side of the room and within a glass cubicle containing the scanning bed, it had managed to fill the place up with its musk.
Today it was somebody else scheduled for a scan. Racheal, former coworker and current specimen. The robotic arm hovered over the rising swell of her heavily pregnant belly. The offspring grew rapidly into the adult stage barely a month after the incident. Essentially they were just squatting in their current place of residence.
"What are we even gonna do with four more of those things? Pickle them?" Ashely mused to herself.
Anybody doing the deed with that creature- Ashley wouldn't have believed it had she not seen it for herself. It made her grimace to recall the Porc sitting on the scanning bed like a glob of grimy green jello, its sweat soaking into the paper sheet like a bundle of greasy fries on a paper towel.
Just the memory made her nose twitch and she reached for the nearly exhausted air freshener. It sat next to a bonsai tree, and only now did she notice what was sharing the small pot. The soil was crowded with a cluster of mushroom caps and curling tendrils spilling over the side. That hadn't been there yesterday. None of the odd growths were anything she could recognize.
Before she had much time to ponder this, there was a shriek and the sound of splashing fluid. Whipping her head over to the scanning bed, it looked like the time was nigh for the birth of the Porcs. Of course it would happen here and now. Hitting the call button, Ashely stood and dashed over to assist before backup arrived.
The Porc had chosen his mate well. Racheal's wide hips easily delivered the first grunting pig into Ashley's arms a little faster and more forcefully than expected. Oddly the Porc looked like it was compressed, skin rough sort of like a sponge that had been squeezed down. Once it was out in the open though, it plumped up and expanded.
Ashely stumbled back a couple steps, arms wrapped around hugging the plump creature. It snorted and oinked excitedly as its snout pressed into her neck and then down to her chest, nosing the zipper down until she felt its hot breath against bare skin. A peek of pink lace cradling her slight chest was revealed. Shortly after, something huge and hard began sliding up against her uniform and then barreled in between her breasts.
She dropped the Porc, ethics be damned. It landed on its ass with a wet splat sound, flattening out momentarily and jiggling before it came to a rest on its back. Though she suspected it wouldn't have made a difference if she did drop it on its head. The creatures had one thing in mind all the time. It was now rising fully erect from the floor and already leaking. The large wrinkly balls spilled over the floor, flattened slightly under their own weight. Green eggs laying there, the source of the large wet spot soaked down the front of her uniform.
Ashley waved a hand in front of her face. A humid, strong musk was pouring in an invisible pillar from the sweaty balls. It almost felt intoxicating. Looking down the unzipped top of her uniform, Ashley almost wanted to go ahead and remove it just to escape the heat. She shook her head and looked up to where Racheal was peeking over her belly.
"Just, uh..just hang on," Ashley told her, "Somebody should be here soon,"
Racheal's response was choked off and she clenched her teeth as another Porc came due for delivery. Another of them half rolled, half oozed into her arms. This one was delivered upside down and as she scooped it up, the ballsack came swinging up and over. It was bad enough to be staring at the Porc's big blubbery cheeks. The ballsack slapping onto her forehead sent Ashely reeling. The first Porc's cock slapped against the back of her calf, but really it was the haze of musk that saw her to the ground. Next thing she knew, Ashley was sprawled out on the floor. The sound of grunting was almost muffled while her head spun.
One of the hogs stood over her, its swollen cock bobbing between her legs bouncing from thigh to thigh and leaking thick seed. Balls swayed like a pendulum just above her panties.
All that stopped her from spider crawling away was the tusks. She noticed them, confused for a few seconds. But suddenly she was starting to understand why Racheal would bend over for one of these creatures. Repulsive as they were, nobody could deny that they had impressive ivory on their faces.
By the time the medical staff responded, they didn't find a woman in labor. The Porcs had already been delivered. Now they busied themselves with Ashley.
Her outfit was a mere belt at this point, scrunched up around her waist. The Porcs had the petite woman locked in a mating press. One had of course buried himself in her pussy while her asshole was covered by his hot sweaty nuts, throbbing as they steadily emptied themselves into her. Her head was pulled back, making a straight path for another of the creatures who had shoved his cock in its entirety down her throat and it was only by her flaring nostrils that she was able to breathe in between thrusts. The head could be seen visibly moving in a bulge up and down. The other two clung to her from either side, their snouts moving over and jiggling her breasts.
From the spectacle of tangled limbs, fluid was slung in thick ropes arcing through the air and dissuading the medical staff from approaching.
-
And so it turned out that while they had been puzzling over the green pig, it had been busy filling the facility with spores, casting its invisible influence over the staff.
The new nurse stepped into the containment room at the usual time, making sure that the plastic filter device was up her nose before entering. Cages now lined the room and a cacophony of grunting and oinking greeted her.
A lesson had been learned. Mostly. As one of the pigs stuck its green cock out of the cage, she couldn't help notice several lipstick marks running up and down the veiny shaft complete with a couple on either side of the swollen head. And even the nutsack had been given some attention.
Then again, it was remarkably hard to find a guy with nice tusks of course. But it was getting a little easier by the day.