FSE

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By Eiji Otaka and Bastianhoef

Bill and Steve walked into the entry of the diner. Ray's was always known for it's plentiful greasy foods, but recently they'd heard rumors that a new chef was hired and they wanted to check it out. Most of the restaurant was still empty, with a few booths occupied here and there, either because it was too early, or the campus' new obsession with healthy eating made Ray's the last place on many people's lists. "Right this way guys," said the host, whose appearance caused Bill and Steve to exchange malicious glances. Jason, who was showing their way to the table, was a corpulent young man of about 27, though he hadn't always been that way. In the two weeks of working under the new chef, he had easily gained 50 lbs of fat, and despite peoples often mean comments, he loved his new rolls, and his new head chef. After showing the frat boys to their booth, he waddled away, his fat ass swaying as Bill muttered under his breath.

"Jeez, you'd think they would put some emphasis on personal appearance, even at a casual restaurant like this," Bill commented, taking his paper napkin and placing it in his lap properly. He didn't want to get anything on his new gray chinos, of course. Not only was he referring to Jason's size, but also the fact that there were food stains all over his uniform. Nonetheless, the smell of home cooking was filling the air and causing their mouths to water. "Should we wait for the other guys? They said they'd leave the house any minute," Bill asked, his stomach grumbling slightly.

"They said they were on the way, but I don't think there's any harm in getting some appetizers," said Steve after chuckling at Bill's earlier comment. He got up and grabbed a plate, and piled some wings, jalapeno poppers, and miniature rolls stuffed with beef from the buffet area before making his way back to the table. The aroma of all the food around him, had his stomach grumble even louder than usual, as he got the passing thought to just dig in then and there. Bill looked around as Steve got the appetizers, noticing not many if any of the people were talking, most just eating their food, faces dipped low to shorten the path between their plates and their mouths. "The new chef must be pretty good. Sure smells like it," said Bill.

Steve came back with a plate full of finger foods for them to share before the guys got there, and Bill nearly drooled as he got an up close sniff of the food. "I can't wait to get more and I haven't even had a bite yet!" said Steve sitting down. Without hesitation he quickly grabbed a couple wingettes and started eating, not even saying grace like he normally would have. Bill joined in and was happy he did, as the taste of the beef roll spread across his pallet. "The guys better get here quick, mmmph! I'm not gonna wait after this plate is gone," said Bill with a full mouth. As the two ate, Jason just eyed them with a chubby grin.

Bill and Steve's plan to discuss their school project fell by the wayside as the greasy food reached their taste buds, each bite of food causing their hunger to intensify. Bill was still maintaining some semblance of decency, still using a fork and knife to bring the food to his mouth, although the amount of food on each fork-full was constantly increasing. Steve, on the other hand, was using both hands to pop the appetizers into his mouth, making sure to dip them all in the variety of sauces he had brought back. Both boys were briefly distracted when an absolutely massive figure pushed his way out of the swinging kitchen door to replace some of the empty food trays. "God damn, look at the size of that guy, what a fatass haha" Steve chided between bites, food circling his mouth and dripping slightly from his chin. "Yeah, I think it's safe to say he's not hitting the gym too often hehe," Steve added in, speaking with a mouth full of food, a habit which he was always disgusted by in the past. "*hurk* I see you guys noticed the new chef," Jason said as he came by, placing two large glasses of milk on the table. "He also started sourcing some local milk and he thought you boys might want to give it a try," Jason chuckled, lingering a little as his sweaty scent began wafting towards the frat bros. Steve briefly looked up, sniffing the air subconsciously in Jason's direction before taking a few bigs swigs of the milk. It was clear who was succumbing to the new chef's magic, as there was already a noticeable amount of fat developing around his chin and cheeks.

"Thanks Jason, *BUURRP* This is pretty good. The guy sure knows how to cook, but I wouldn't doubt it looking at him," said Steve between bites. Jason's body odor smelled like a mixture of bacon grease and sex, and for some reason, Steve found it quite pleasant. He paid no attention to the heat going to his groin as he focused on eating, not realizing he was starting to check Jason out a bit. "Yeah, well you could say he likes keep his employees and customers well fed like he is. I never go home hungry," said Jason with a proud smile, as he looked as the sauce smeared around Steve's lips.

Bill's mouth was stuffed too full to make a snide comment like he normally would have, but as he saw the chef turn around, to add more to the buffet, he could have sworn he saw something sticking out from above the crack of his hairy ass which was on display. He didn't notice he had stopped using his fork, and was stuffing the rolls and poppers into his mouth by hand, fingers getting chubby as they were coated with grease. Jason, could see the changes starting on him as well now, and couldn't keep his cock from making a clear outline in his pants. "You guys let me know if you need anything at all," he said giving Steve a wink, before turning and waddling off.

"Mmm he's nice, even if he's a bit fat," Bill commented after swallowing his last bite and taking another swig of rich, creamy, albeit a little salty milk. "*Snort* yeah, seems like a good guy," Steve replied, resisting the temptation to lift his plate up to his face and licking it clean. It was an all you can eat buffet after all, and he was ready for round two. "You ready for seconds?" Steve asked, already licking his lips in anticipation, a droplet of drool falling freely onto his shirt. For some reason his lips weren't closing properly, as a small set of tusks began developing. Thanks to the food surrounding his mouth, however, it was difficult to tell. "Mmm, yeah, definitely," Bill replied, sliding out of the booth. His belly had already swollen slightly, a small bit of fat being exposed at the bottom of his slim-fit t-shirt. As he walked past a table of rival frat brothers, he couldn't help but sniff inadvertently, taking in their scent and finding it to be rather friendly. He briefly contemplated his association with a smell to an emotion, but as a fresh tray of food was opened, the new smell quickly distracted him. Little did he realize that the upturning noses of those other bros were eagerly taking in his scent as well before returning to the piles of food on their table, their faces so close to the food that they barely had to use their changing hands to shovel it in. Meanwhile, as Steve started piling food directly onto a tray, instead of onto the plates provided, the chef popped back out of the kitchen with a new tray of Mac and cheese. His massive girth pressed against Steve's back, the chef's rank smell quickly enveloping Steve just as he was about to turn back to the table.

"Oh, scuse me," he said, though normally he wouldve responded in anger at the fatass bumping into him. "That's alright piglet, here, have some of my special mac n cheese," the chef replied, scooping a big helping on top of Bill's tray. "Enjoy" he said, putting the tray into the holder and waddling back to the kitchen. Bill contemplated being called a piglet, as he normally would've knocked a guy out for saying something like that, but he did get some extra mac n' cheese after all.

Steve couldn't tell how much his brain was being rewired by the delicious aromas and food, but when he got a hefty dose of the chef's thick musk, he snorted as a thick line of drool hung from his thick lip. His impression of the chef was rapidly changing at this point. He couldn't imagine not having Ray cooking in the back. That sexy fatass could cook! He blinked as he caught himself with the odd thought, shaking it off before filling his tray with a pile of spaghetti and adding some of that delicious mac n cheese that Bill just got. His nose was upturning as his ears pointed as he and Bill made their way back to their booth. Bill found himself staring at Steve's ass, enjoying how nice and blubbery it had become, the sight of his frat brother's ass crack caused a stirring in his loins that was only ignored as he drooled into his filled tray. Steve couldn't even wait until they sat down, already sticking his face into the food a bit to get a few big bites. Thick tusks starting to rise as his fingers thickened. Bill didn't think anything of the odd display, too busy stuffing food in his mouth when he sat down, nose snuffling and inhaling the musky odor that was mixed into the aroma of food all around. He snorted, as his cuffs popped off his thickening wrists, cock hard and throbbing down his pant leg, as he left crumbs and food stains on his shirt.

Bill's ears twitched as the grew more pointed, though the sudden breaking of glass snapped him out of his reverie. With a startles snort he looked up and across the table where Steve was openly burying his face into his food. Ridges had formed above his nose where the skin was being scrunched by his developing snout, a surge of panic running over Bill, his already sweaty skin starting to sweat even more. "What the hell was happening?" he wondered, looking over to the rival frat's table. From his angle he could see under the table, and noticed that all four had massive, beer-can thick cocks exposed underneath still growing bellies, the thick heads dripping copious amounts of musky pre to the ground below. His nose slowly started to upturn as he instinctively started sniffing, trying to pick out hints of their scents from the smells in the room. He was about to get up and walk out when his way was blocked by Jason's massive body. Looking up at the waiter, he gasped as he finally noticed his piggish face. "Hey buddy, you got something on your cheek there," Jason grinned, leaning in and pressing his moist piggish nose against Bill's face, his hot breath caressing his sensitive skin before a thick tongue slipped past his tusks and licked some food off of Bill's cheek. Before he could respond and push Jason away, the porcine waiter pressed his thick slimy lips against Bill's his powerful tongue invading the developing pigs mouth as it felt around and slipped over Bill's growing tusks.

Bill tried resisting at first but the taste of food mixed in with Jason's thick saliva had him instinctively kissing back, his swollen tongue sliding around the porkish waiter's mouth before collecting a clump of food stuck behind his teeth. His cock throbbed at the sloppy sensuality of it all and found himself rubbing Jason's belly as the nails on his hands turned black, enjoying the the rotund flesh as his rationality was numbed with arousal. Steve, looked up to see Bill and the sexy waiter Jason making out and snorted loudly. Drool and food fell from his growing snout as it hung open with lust. His food-stained shirt rode up his bulging belly as thick hair trailed down from his sweaty belly button to his musky crotch. "Sooo, hot OINK," he grunted as the button on his pants popped off and freed his swelling cock, the thick sausage of a cock rubbing up under his hairy stomach as it oozed thick precum and his balls started growing, filling with corrupted hog spunk, as thick globs of precum splattered onto the floor below. He kept shoving spaghetti and mac n cheese into his snout with one hand, not bothering to chew as his other hand reached down to his fat hog cock and started stroking. His fingers fused into three thick hoof like digits as his ears flopped over his now messy hair. He couldn't think straight anymore, the thick musk and transformative food had turned his brain into piggy mush, and he could only think about eating and cocks. Lust and hunger overriding any semblance of his old self as his pants started tearing at the seams as they were stretched almost to their limit. The rival frat brothers were now grinding and making out, feeding each other food like fat slobs as they pigged out, one even giving his frat brother a blow job after squeezing under the table, pants ripping to shreds to leave his fatass out on display as a thick curly tail pushed out his spine. Another random patron had knocked his tray on the floor in his eagerness to eat, and was now stuffing his snout like the filthy animal he had become, cock drooling a puddle of precum all the while.

As Ray stepped out of the kitchen once more, he grinned at what he saw. The room was filled with snorts, grunts, and squeals as the increasingly piggish patrons indulged themselves on food and sex. Some of the more recent arrivals still had their head buried in their trays, some even using their three-fingered hands to shovel food into their developing snouts rather than going directly for it. Luckily the musk in the building was mind-numbing enough for them to be focused solely on the dishes in front of them. Eyeing the room, he immediately found his first target. At the table of 4 frat pigs, he could see one fat, curly tailed ass wedged between the legs of his three friends, an eager snout sniffing all their scents and suckling on his brothers' meaty shafts. All their balls had grown in size, carrying at least a quart of seed each. With a confident stride, the massive pig approached the table, giving his sweat soaked sweat pants a tug to let his gargantuan shaft rise free. When his scent hit their snuffling nostrils, waves of precum coated the pig underneath the table as the hot corrupted slime splattered against his hairy pink skin. Lining the fat cock up, the chef pushed effortlessly into the pigs rump, his thick belly sliding over the table in front of the other pigs. "Now boys, I trust you're enjoying the meal. It is my job, of course, to ensure your satisfaction," he said, raising his arms slightly to rest his thick cloven hands on the back rests of their booth. The two sitting closest to him eagerly started sniffing and licking at his sweaty armpits, their fat snouts pressed firmly against the hairy crevice between his arm and chest. The third was in heaven as hit piggy buddy hit his stride and starting suckling at the tip of his 16 inch cock.

Bill was lost in his fat lusty embrace with Jason to notice what was going on at the rival frat's table. He was too busy sliding his tongue over the boar's thick tusks and tongue as he laid back in the booth. Foot sticking up in the air as his shoe bulged and stretched before tearing apart to reveal thick black toes fusing into a sweat crusted hoof. His pants had split in the middle along with his underwear and Jason took the opportunity to lean in and grind his cock up the formerly uptight fratboy's ass crack. Bill squealed into their kiss as his ass was suddenly penetrated by a thick hog cock, eyes rolling up in pleasure as his mind was seared permanently with porcine lust. Nothing was better than taking a foot and a half long cock up the ass after a hearty meal. All guys who hadn't were missing out.

Steve, had nearly cleaned both his and Bill's tray at this point, his body having swelled from 170 pounds to 250 with all the fatty intake of food. He was drawn to Jason's ass as the waiter's pants fell to the floor, curly tail springing as his fat sweaty ass bounced with every thrust into Bill. Steve crawled up, gripping the seat of the booth with his chubby hoof hands and he bent over and shoved his snout between Jason's slimy sweaty ass cheeks, not hesitating a moment as he slid his tongue over and into the fat juicy pucker. Jason squealed in pleasure, knowing he'd have some new hot pigs to fuck and get fucked by. Steve's tongue licked into that ass like a pro, his own pants tearing away as he stuffed his snout in eagerly. His own spine pushing out into a thick curled tail as his sweaty body poured out musk like a factory, no longer smelling a hint like a human, and completely like that of a boar in heat. His shoes burst apart as his heels snapped and feet reformed into thick hooves, cock spurting tainted precum all over the floor as his lust continued to rise and completely reformulated his brain chemistry into that of a fat slobby werepig's. His slobbery tongue jabbed into Jason's prostate before collecting a glob of cum that was left over from Ray's last breeding, and the effect was instant. His balls swelled to the size of grapefruits before his cock twitched and sprayed the side of the booth with pints of cum, the thick fluids turning from a clean human white to and greasy porcine yellow. Jason squealed loudly at his walnut being pressed like a button and began blasting a torrent of hoggish seed into Bill as Bill's cock sprayed jets between their sweaty bellies, tripling the musk coming from their area as they lost the last of their humanity to their inner swine.

Smelling the powerful odor of swine, coming from the booth across the room, Ray finished filling the new piggy's ass with his seed to solidify his membership in the sty before he pulled out.

"You piglets be sure to finish your food and fucking before you go, and bring those guys you got waiting to squeal at your frathouse down for a filling, ya hear?" The rival fratboys snorted and oinked in compliance as they continued in their lust, happy to get a personal visit from the new chef himself. Ray hoofed over to the table Jason was working hard for a good tip, cock spurting cum from his last breeding with every step, and was happy to see Bill being bred by his piggy waiter and Steve with his snout pressed deep into Jason's hairy ass.

"You boys enjoyed Big Ray's cooking I take it?" asked Ray with a big tusked grin. The new werepigs, slowly pulled from each other, looking up to the new chef with newfound admiration in their eyes.

"Oh yeah Big Ray, we loved it!," said Bill looking up around Jason.

"Your cooking makes me so horny!" said Steve licking his lips as his cock drizzled spooge.

"Glad to hear it! I want you piglets to invite those uptight fratboys back on campus for a free meal so they can learn to be loose sloppy hogs like you have."

"You can count on us Ray, we'll have them here and squealing in no time!" beamed Steve.

"Good, now help Jason clean up before you go! This place looks like a pig sty HahahahaSNORT!" said Ray as he headed back to the kitchen.

"Time for me to get cookin'."