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Pulling into a small and rather dank looking town, Devin cursed himself as he'd refused to stop in the last town for its lack of any good breakfast locations. Now the young man was wishing that this town had a half-decent place to sleep as his GPS only picked up on a dank little motel. If the last town weren't an hour back the way he came, Devin would've gone back up the road, but as it stood he'd be staying here for the night. The town looked like something out of a sleazy porno movie, there were a few shops in the town lit up with XXX signs and claiming proudly that they had great bottles of beer. At the very least Devin's rent was already being covered, he was on his way to a new branch of his company in ohio.

Pulling into the parking lot of the motel, Devin slipped his concealed weapon from its hidden place under his chair and slid it into his belt. "Better safe than sorry..." he murmured. Glancing outside the twenty two year old could see that the moon was already growing high into the sky, and his watch was telling him that it was already eleven. "I really should've stopped off in that last town, at this rate I'm gonna catch seven hours of sleep, eight tops before I have to head out," Devin grumbled. Pulling out his wallet and making sure that everything was secured in the safe in his trunk Devin made his way into the motel.

Upon stepping into the dingy establishment he let out a wheeze as the air was ripe with the smell of cigar smoke. There was no sign of a no smoking rooming either, so Devin would likely be pairing up with some smoky smelling sheets. "It's just for a night..." Devin groaned. Stepping up to the front desk he rang the bell and awaited some service, and within a few minutes an extremely porky looking man showed up. When Devin first took a look at him he thought he saw a boar's face, but after a second look he saw that the man just had a pretty snout-like nose.

"Welcome to my motel," the man grunted. His voice was deep and ringing of a base and somehow though he was very heavy-set, Devin had a feeling that there was more strength to the man that he thought. "Would you like to room up for the night?"

"Yes please," Devin said. The man grinned and started plucking things into a rather large looking keyboard, every press was emphasized with a sharp tap, but Devin was too busy not trying to throw up from the smoke smell to really pay it mind.

After a little bit of typing the man looked back at Devin. "How would'a like to pay?" the man asked. It was a normal question, but Devin had the oddest sensation that the man was giving him a look up and down.

"Um... credit card," Devin said. Pulling the card from his back pocket he handed it over and allowed the man to swipe the card. As he waited around he saw someone in the employee room behind the cashier and for the briefest of seconds, I thought I saw a burly naked man, but the cashier turned in such a way that he blocked any vision into the backroom.

"Alrighty, just sign here," the man said. Handing over a pen to Devin he allowed Devin a moment to sign it before taking the paper back. "My name's Chuck, I'm the proprietor of this motel. If you have any issues in your stay, please feel free to call me up. Your room number's twenty seven." With that he handed over a key to Devin and handed him a map to find his room. With that Devin stepped out and walked towards his motel room, though he realized that the man hadn't even asked how many days he'd be staying.

***

Taking a big drag from a cigar as he watched one of his pigs wiggling on the ground with a tight leather erection, Donnie let out a large snort as his cell phone started vibrating. It was his personal phone that was only to be called in very specific circumstances when he was at work, so pulling it from its harness on his chaps he pulled the phone up to his ear. "What's going on?" he asked in a deep throaty voice.

"Sorry for bothering you, Donnie. I just had a visitor check in, he's a pretty young one, maybe just turned twenty? He's renting out a room in our motel," Chuck explained on the other end.

Letting the smoke roll from his nostrils Donnie growled as he rubbed his erect dick, it was far larger than any of the pigs in his little town, and just a bit bigger than the average boar. "Mmmk... Chuck, get Greg on erasing this little guy's files'. I'll pay our new friend a visit in the morning. Afterall, he'll be needing a mechanic," he chuckled.

"Yes, sir," Chuck said on the other side.

"Oh and Chuck?" Donnie caught Chuck before he hung up, he heard the hog's deep breathing over the reciever. "You've been a good boy. Thank you for letting me know right away, you'll receive some good 'servicing' soon enough," Donnie said.

On the other end Chuck's breathing grew heavier and more excited before the boar could utter back. "Y-yes, sir." With that Chuck hung up and it left Donnie with a few of his piggies in the bar still, Donnie took another drag from his cigar and blew it into one of the pigs' faces.

The pig groaned and humped the leather jock strapped on tight and Donnie leaned down to stroke behind his flopped ears. "Mmm... looks like tonight's going to be good for you all. Your papa has to wrangle himself a new swine tomorrow, so for today I'll have to treat you all extra nice while I deal with our new member," he chuckled. There were squeals of delight from his enwrapped piggies as he pulled a ball gag out of one of their mouths and they didn't even need to be instructed to suckle as he shoved his dick in and started to get sucked off.

"Yes... this is going to be a fantastic night indeed..." Donnie snorted.

***

Sleeping in the motel was a nightmare for Devin as he let out a deep moan as he laid in the smoky room. As he'd thought the sheets reeked of smoke and the mattress had enough springs in it that he may as well have been sleeping on a bed of nails. Propping himself up on one hand after a rather lousy night of fitful sleep Devin let out a loud yawn and rubbed at his eyes, sitting up he also remembered that there'd been a lot of bangs coming from the wall next door through the night, and a lot of moans accompanying said bangs. "I really should've stopped in that last town..." he grumbled.

Devin quickly got dressed in the clothes he'd worn the night prior, he figured that any clothes he pulled out inside of the room would quickly be permeated with the smell of smoke, so he'd just survive with the smell of his current smoky clothes until he got to a restroom where he could change. Walking out with key in hand Devin started for the main office... until he saw his car. Devin's jaw slowly slid down as he saw that his car had been absolutely vandalized, the front and back windshields were broken, all four tires were slashed, and the leather seats of his car had been ripped up.

The man just about had a heart attack as Chuck himself came outside and let out a loud whistle as he looked at the car. "Would you look at that? Looks like someone took a shining to your car..." he said.

Turning his attention from his wrecked car to the owner of the motel, Devin just glared at him. "W... what the fuck happened here?! I mean... Jesus Christ! I have a meeting to catch TODAY! D-does your town have any rental cars I could maybe borrow until I can come back here with a tow truck?"

"Nope, we don't have any rental places. We do have a garage with a great mechanic," Chuck said. He gave Devin a big grin as the young man practically spat him and pulled out his cell phone, but upon looking at the signal he saw that it was completely dead.

"Damn it... do you have a landline I can use to make a call?" Devin asked. This was getting ridiculous, the more time he spent here, the more his sinuses were stuffed up with the smell of cigar smoke. Chuck showed him inside and allowed him to use their landline, but upon picking up the phone he realized there was no dial tone, and after trying a place next door he figured the town's phones were out, so in the end Devin had to give and allow Chuck to go and grab the town's mechanic.

About ten minutes later Devin watched as a tow truck pulled up to the motel and a large man stepped out from the front seat. Now where Devin had thought Chuck was big, he thought that this guy was gigantic. His stomach practically provided a gravity of its own as he fished a cigar from his mouth and let out a puff of smoke. "Why hello there," the man said. Reaching out one of his huge mitts to get a handshake, Devin carefully took it and found his hand smothered in the mechanic's grasp. "My name's Donnie, sorry to hear about your car here. We have some kids in town that are real pains in the ass, I can get this all fixed up for you in a day or two," Donnie explained.

"I can't wait a day or two, I have a meeting in... five hours!" Devin yelled. Donnie didn't look to be very impressed by Devin's attitude though as he merely walked around the car and looked at the damage. "I'm... I'm sorry, it's been a very stressful day. Can you help get my car fixed?" Devin asked.

Looking over at the smaller man, Donnie took up a big grin as he let out another ring of smoke. "Sure I can help ya. I'll just hitch up your car and take it to the garage. If you want you can come along," the man offered.

Devin wasn't much interested though as now he had to stay in the town, and honestly after his car was vandalized, he just wanted to lay down and pretend this was all a bad dream. "No thanks," he said. Donnie nodded and within ten minutes Devin's car was being pulled away, leaving Devin with Chuck once more. "It looks like I'll be staying here for an extra amount of time, I hope that isn't too much of a problem..." Devin explained.

Chuck just gave him a big grin before swatting him on the shoulder. "Of course it ain't! You ain't checked out, so you're free to stay as long as you like! I'll have somebody bring some food to your room for breakfast, why don't you rest up?" Devin was pretty shocked at how kindly the man was treating him, so he decided to accept the offer and slipped back into his room.

As Devin was away Chuck walked into the back kitchen and snorted in amusement as he started making some eggs and cooking up a thick and meaty steak. "Time to put some meat on those bones," he chuckled.

***

Digging into his meal while sitting in his cramped room, Devin found himself mulling over his boss getting angry at him over this whole situation. "I can't believe this all happened..." he grumbled. What was worse was that Devin had no idea how much this would even cost him, and it looked like the only dealership for any vehicles was a place called Pap's Hogs. Part of Devin wanted to drop by there, but from the name he could only assume they were selling motorcycles, and Devin had never learned how to ride a bike let alone a motorcycle...

Chuck had given Devin a map of the town and he had glanced it over to see if there were any busses at least, but there didn't appear to be any bus routes going through the small town. "I think the amish have more contact to the outside world..." he grumbled. The time couldn't possibly pass fast enough as he finished up the steak that had been slammed down in front of him.

While Devin wasn't a huge fan of such greasy food, he had to admit that Chuck had made an extremely tasty, if not fatty, meal. Patting his stomach he leaned back and let out a sigh as he took another look at the map. "I suppose I... just have to wait," David groaned. It definitely wasn't his first choice and if he could he would've made a call to someone to give him a ride, but it wasn't going to happen.

Throwing himself onto his bed Devin groaned as he stretched out on his chest and plopped his face down on the pillow. Laying there Devin slowly fell into a daze... before he heard a knock on the door. Devin attempted to growl at them to tell them that they should leave him alone for now, but either they didn't hear or didn't care as there was another loud rap on the door. "Can't I just sleep until it's done...?" he groaned.

Rolling off of the bed Devin walked over to the door and let out a long yawn before opening the door to reveal Donnie standing there. "Sorry to bother ya, Devin. Before you ask, I saw your name on the registration papers in your car," the large man chuckled. Devin nodded as he allowed Donnie inside before the man took a seat in one of the seats causing it to creak dangerously while Devin took a seat across from the man.

Donnie's button down shirt was barely enough to conceal his hairy stomach as the buttons strained as the man scratched at his belly button. "What brings you here, Donnie?" Devin asked. He was hoping that Donnie said that he could just do a quick fix and Devin could get it fixed in the next city, but Donnie shook his head as he pulled out a cigar from his shirt pocket.

Lighting it up and taking a deep drag from the cigar Donnie stayed quiet for a moment as he savored the flavor of the smoke and slowly blew it out... right into Devin's nose making the young man to cough. "Mmm... nothing like a good cigar. Anyways, I'm sorry to tell ya this, Dev. Your car's pretty fucked up, whoever did this went under the hood and fucked with the engine quite well. That baby's not going anywhere for another few days," Donnie explained.

It was like a death sentence for Devin as he waved the smoke away from his face and leaned on the table with a look of terror. "I'm going to lose my job... oh god..." he groaned.

The man across from him let out a deep chuckle though as he shook his head with the cigar still stuck between the corners of the lip. "I can help you out there, Dev. There's no need to get so wound up. I can't do it today as one of my boys is out up at the city with our truck, but he'll be back by tomorrow and I can give you a ride up there," he explained. Though Devin would prefer to go there today, the concern died down a bit as he looked at Donnie hopefully.

"Do you really mean that?" he asked in a small voice. Donnie grinned and nodded as he took another drag of his cigar and once more blew smoke at Devin.

"I never lie. Though I do have one little stipulation that I should mention," Donnie mentioned. Devin felt his chest clench up as he looked at the man in confusion, he hoped that he wouldn't have to pay out the ass, or worse... have to hide a body for the large man. "I run a bar as well as a garage, and you look worn down from all this stressing. My one stipulation is that you stop in at my bar tonight with me and my boys, you'll enjoy yourself, and maybe even get lucky," the big man chuckled.

Honestly Devin had never really cared for bars, too loud and smelly, and the idea of "getting lucky" with a country girl out here wasn't exactly one hundred percent appealing. That being said though, if that was the only stipulation then he really couldn't complain. "Yeah... I can do that," Devin said.

Donnie grinned wide as he clapped his hands together loudly causing Devin to hop a good foot up from his chair. "Fantastic! Well I'll see you at seven tonight, that's when the crowd starts coming in. Just ask ol' Chuck downstairs where it is, he'll direct you right there," the mechanic said. With that he stood up and shoved his still smoking cigar into an ashtray set on the table and roughly shook Devin's hand. Then he was out the door before Devin could even say a word, the young man had to sit down again as he left as the ending of the conversation left him very winded.

The smell of the cigar was sickening to Devin as well so he took the ashtray out and dumped its content into a garbage pail outside, and watered it down with a bottle he'd taken from the fridge just to make sure it wouldn't catch fire. "As soon as I'm away from this town, I'll be glad to never be here again..." he grumbled.

As the man walked away from the garbage can he missed seeing inside of the office whose sign had been switched to closed the pair of boars. Chuck's mouth was shoved full of Donnie's boar cock as he snorted and squealed in pleasure. His pants had been pulled down to show off the chastity lock wrapped around it preventing him from jerking off as he suckled on the hunk of meat in his mouth. "Mmm... too bad that he threw away a good cigar," Donnie sighed.

Chuck removed his mouth from the male's dick and nodded as he licked at his lips. "A real shame," he snortd. With that he wrapped his mouth around the rod once more as Donnie chuckled.

"No worries. I can't wait to see him at the bar tonight, I'm sure he'll enjoy the changes that I have planned for him," Donnie chuckled. With that he started to hump Chuck's mouth until he let out a squeal and blew his load into Chuck's waiting hungry mouth.

***

Apparently Chuck had already been anticipating Devin as when he brought up the bar with the motel manager, Chuck turned over control of the motel to another man before walking him down to the bar. It took them ten minutes to walk to the bar from the motel, and as they drew closer Devin noticed that several other men were walking in the same direction as they were. "You're gonna have a fun night tonight, boy," Chuck laughed.

Devin wasn't quite as enthused though as he had the intention of staying there long enough to get one drink, and then head back to his room to sleep for the rest of the night. The bar in question was definitely one that Devin generally wouldn't even give a second glance, the sign over the bar called it "The Trough" "That's... quite a name," Devin said. Chuck agreed wholeheartedly as they made their way into the bar, though for all the people who had been in front of them, Devin noticed that the room was rather empty.

Several tables sat around without anyone sitting in them, though there were a few more heavyset men with large mugs sat in front of them. They were talking about sexual escapades earlier as I heard mentions of giant dicks, and that was about where I tuned out the conversations. Walking up to the bar I took a seat while Chuck gave me a big slap on the back. "This is where I gotta head off, have a fun time," the man chuckled. Walking out of the bar I wished him a good night as I leaned on the bar and waited for Donnie, and sure enough he was walking in from a backdoor within a couple of minutes.

"Dev, glad to see ya! What would you like to drink?" the man asked. Devin glanced over their selection in the back, but he only saw beer and hard liquors. The last time he'd tried anything hard, he had ended up in a frat house bathroom with his dick hanging over the edge of the toilet and a questionable layer of saliva on it.

"Honestly I don't drink that much..." Devin started. Donnie shook his head though as he slapped his hand on the spigots and Devin knew that he wouldn't be getting away without drinking something. "I don't know... your lightest beer I guess..." he grumbled.

Donnie grinned as he pulled out a far too large mug and started pouring it just as a mug suddenly shattered and a pair of yells started to fill the bar. Devin turned around and yelped as he saw two of the men who'd been sitting in one of the booths had gotten into a rather drunken brawl and Devin had to drop to the ground to avoid getting smashed into by the pair. With the momentary distraction Donnie snorted in amusement as he unzipped his tight pants and slung out his cock, it didn't take too many pumps of his erect dick to fill up the rest of the brew with his cum.

Slinging his dick back into his pants and pouring a little more of the beer into the drink, Donnie slapped his meaty palm on the counter shutting up both of the fighting men. "Boys, take it out of here if you're gonna fight! I can't be affording new mugs every time you both get your drunk asses angry!" They both stood still before nodding and walking out, though Devin didn't notice the meaty grins on their snouts as their pants bulged with their arousal.

Devin slowly stood up and glanced around nervously before taking a seat at the bar once more. Donnie smiled as he set the mug in front of Devin, gesturing to it. "Please feel free to drink up. This is on me since you came here on my request," the owner explained.

Glancing at the frothy mixture Devin had to use both of his scrawny hands to pick up the mug and took a single sip of the brew before coughing. "W... wow... that's a spiced mixture..." he coughed.

"We only use the best beer here," Donnie said confidently. Devin didn't want to upset the rather kind mechanic, so he took another two sips and was quickly feeling the flush in his cheeks. Devin didn't drink that much, and one reason was due to his extreme lack of ability to hold his liquor. Donnie had to withhold a chuckle as he watched the young man quickly get inebriated, and deciding to take a chance he leaned on the counter with a smile. "While you're here, Dev. Would you like to take a look at something special?" he asked.

"Sssspechial how?" Devin asked. Normally he didn't get quite this drunk this fast, but it didn't help that the brew Donnie had given him was in fact their strongest draft, not their least.

"You'll see. Come around the bar," Donnie said. Devin staggered to his feet and stumbled towards the end of the counter and Donnie helped him by lifting up a segment of the counter to allow the young man behind the counter. With the cum that Donnie had slipped Devin the young man would soon start to be able to see the truth behind the man's true appearance, and true to the potency Devin blinked a few times as he saw a dark pelt ripple over Donnie's slightly exposed belly.

"Whoooaaa..." Devin giggled. He poked Donnie's belly and felt the thick bristly fur and looked at it confused as Donnie merely smiled and led Devin into the backroom. The drunken man's perceptions of what a backroom really was were blown away as he saw that in the back was an extremely lewd sight. All around were fat men in the middle of a variety of sexual poses and actions, some were gown in leather, some rubber, some completely naked with their enormous sexy bodies. Devin blinked for a moment in confusion as the word sexy slipped in, but his drunken mind quickly shirked the confusion as he wobbled in.

Donnie had to shoo some of the boars of his bar as they attempted to take a try on the newcomer, but he had full intention of making use of Dev. "Follow me, Dev," he chuckled.

"I think there'sh something wrong here..." Devin moaned. He couldn't quite place it though through the inebriation, what he didn't realize though that already his stomach was starting to put on a few pounds in a matter of minutes. Nonetheless he followed Donnie around to the back where a wall of sex toys were lined up. Nearby a group of men had their heads trapped in pig shaped gimp masks, every now and then letting out a snort as one of them attempted to jerk his dick but it proved useless due to a chastity device wrapped around his cock.

The rational part of Devin's mind was panicking and Devin's blood started to pump fast through his body attempting to burn off the alcohol, but at the moment Devin wasn't thinking straight yet. "Time to strip you down, Dev," Donnie said. Devin struggled slightly as the man ripped his shirt off with remarkable ease, from behind he was lifted by one of the large hairy men who held him under his armpits while Donnie started to strip his articles of clothing off. "Get off me!" he grunted.

His struggles didn't amount to much though as soon enough Devin's clothes were stripped down. Devin's body was on full alert now and the alcohol was having less of an effect as Devin could see where he was, and his mind was reeling at the images in front of him. The room looked like something out of some horrible kink movie, strobe lights flashing several colors, naked men all over wearing different fetish outfits. "Oh my god!" he yelled.

While Devin was alert now, his movements were still very sluggish due to the alcohol still lingering in his bloodstream. Now he could see Donnie's true form, he was a large boar that let out a snort of amusement as he rubbed his large stomach with his trotters. "Sorry boy, but you're a little slow on the uptake. The good news is that you'll be enjoying your new lifestyle real quick," Donnie chuckled. The boar stripped his clothes off revealing his entire body, his large gut hanging out as his cock bobbed underneath the flesh.

"Don't think for a second that you can do this to me!" Devin yelled. The man was yet unaware of his own changes, his body had already started taking on far more body hair. His pubes had grown longer as across his skin a layer of coarse fur was growing in that bristled in the touch of the boar holding him.

Donnie just winked though as he walked over to the wall and picked up one of the sex toys, a buttplug with a tail hanging from it. "Mmm... though you would grow a tail of your own without this little piece, I find this makes for a great initiator," he chuckled. Rubbing his broad finger across the tip of his enormous dick Donnie trailed a long line of pre from his cock and used it to lube up the tail plug. Struggling as hard as he could, Devin very nearly escaped until Donnie took a hold of his cock.

The changing man was shocked at just how sensitive his cock had come, as the flesh grew thicker and started to bulk up it became increasingly sensative. Donnie's touch was extra special though as he knew how to tame males through use of their cocks, and as he stroked it Devin let out a whine as he shuddered and his dick started to harden in Donnie's touch. "S-stop it..." he groaned. Devin's voice had grown huskier as if he'd been smoking, and as if to answer Devin's voice Donnie grinned as he pulled a cigar from his lips and shoved it between Devin's lips.

"Enjoy, Dev. The first cigar is always an unforgettable one," Donnie chuckled. Devin hated smoking, he'd never been interested in them in his life... so why was he puffing on it like his life depended on it? The cigar's end glowed brightly as the changing man started to inhale the smoke, his body quickly adjusting to get used to it as he blowed the smoke from his nostrils as they puffed out into a porcine nose.

Devin found himself incapable of moving as the boar let go of him and Donnie moved around him. Devin's ass growing wider and more hairy made Donnie's cock pulse in need as he chuckled and dug his finger into the virgin hole making Devin snort in a panic. Though Devin still stayed still as his mind was too busy attempting to fight whatever was wrong with it, Donnie grinned as he pulled the anus open enough to start plunging the buttplug into Devin's waiting ass.

Jolting in pain, Devin's mouth flew open and he attempted to let out a pained whine, but he just let out a few snorts as his dick started to harden against his will. His stomach was now far larger than it had ever bit, he'd even grown taller as his gut swung with the new fur coat hanging onto it. "F... fuck..." he whimpered. The changed man started to reach down for his cock but he yelped as Donnie smacked his hand away and took Devin's cock in his own hand.

"No touching, Dev. This is my cock now, you don't get to pleasure yourself unless I give permission," Donnie tutted. The boar was growing increasingly attractive to Devin, but the man had to resist even as his face was growing pudgier and a layer of facial hair even started to grow in under his chin. To any regular human they would be seeing an incredibly large man with a now thick layer of facial hair with a buttplug clenched in his ass, but for Devin that reality had vanished.

"L... let go of my cock!" Devin snorted. He'd continued to smoke the cigar as he puffed it out like someone who'd been smoking for far longer than a few minutes. He enjoyed the feeling of the smoke rolling against the back of his throat, the tasty smoke licking his nostrils... "What the fuck have you done to me?" he yelled.

"I haven't done anything but give you a real life, Dev," Donnie chuckled. Devin hissed as the hog pinched the tip of his penis, denying the boar from any hope of cumming as he clenched the buttplug in his ass. Already it was starting to shift up, the buttplug becoming some more as Devin felt an itch growing at the base of his spine. "With this, Dev. You can be a damn hot boar, I could've made you into one of my piggies of course, but I wanted another boar in my harem. Taking care of my piggies while I'm away on business, and being at my beck and call when I need you. Hell, I might even let you join the road hogs one day to help look for new members across this US countryside," Donnie said with a grin.

Devin's body was completely disobeying him, he felt disgusting as his body hair had all gone crazy, his human hair had fallen out leaving him looking like a balding man, but as a boar, his head fur looked scruffy and attractive to Donnie. Along with the changes Devin had been aged a few years making him just starting into his thirties rather than the twenty year old he'd been. The most disturbing thing to him was... he was fucking loving this, his mind was telling him that this was the hottest thing ever. He snorted deeply as he took another drag of the cigar, he remembered how Donnie had blown smoke into his face earlier and let out a moan as he loved the idea of the manly boar doing it again...

"Now here's the deal, Dev. You just give yourself to me, and you can cum. I'll let you be a good gay hog like the rest of my harem, maybe you and chuck can even have a fuck before I lock up this cock of yours," Donnie explained.

"L... lock up my cock?" Devin asked. The name Dev was growing increasingly attractive to him, it fit the rough persona that was asserting itself into him. "Damn... that sounds hot..." he chuckled.

"It is, after all, your cock belongs to me. You cum when I command you to, and as long as you're living in this town all cocks are locked," Donnie said. Dev's new tusks came in giving him a further burly look as he slowly nodded and a smirk came onto his face. He had no idea why he wasn't liking this idea anymore, and by this point the buttplug had formed into a real tail that let out a small whip as he snorted happily.

"That sounds great, Don. When can I start?" Dev laughed. The other boars in the room grinned as Donnie pinched his cock a little bit more with a happy snort coming from Dev.

"It starts now," Donnie said. With that he released Dev's cock and as if on command the new boar started jerking his cock, the smell of smoke, man, and cum was such a turn that it didn't take him even a minute to gush cum onto Donnie's chest. He panted as Donnie chuckled and gave the new boar a big smooch. "That's a good hog. Now lick up your mess, and then we'll discuss your new tats and piercings..."

***

Scrapping another car, Jason was chewing on the end of his pen as Donnie's tow truck drove into car with a real scrapper. Whoever had been driving the car must've gotten on the wrong side of the inhabitants in that weird town. Jason approached the tow truck as the door opened and a new guy hopped out, he wore a tight plaid shirt barely concealing pierced nipples and his massive gut. The driver was bald with a short goatee and a piercing hanging from his nostrils. "Oh god... it's another one, where does Donnie find these guys?" Jason hissed to himself.

"Howdy, I'm Dev. I'm here to drop off this car," the truck driver said. He smelled of cigar smoke and it didn't take Jason long to figure out why as the man pulled out a cigar from his pocket and poked it into his mouth as Jason started to fill out the documents for the new car.

Jason had only been working here at the dump in town for about four months now after the last guy had up and quit. The guys that drove up from Donnie's garage always creeped him out as they were all the shape physique, and one of them really oddly resembled the man he'd taken over for, though you would have to add a few pounds on to get the face down. "Alright, just sign this and you're good to go," Jason said.

Dev took the clipboard and started signing it as Jason felt extremely irritated about the smoke being blown over in his direction. "Alright, it's all signed up," Dev said. Handing back the clipboard, Jason nodded as Dev lowered the car down. Before Dev left though he walked over to Jason as he was doing some accounting on the price for the scrap. "You know, you could do with some meat on those bones of yours," he chuckled. Jason gulped in shock as he found the cigar that Dev had been smoking was slipped into his lips, and he was spitting it out by the time Dev had hopped back into his truck to drive away.

Driving away Dev looked into the back mirror to see Jason glaring in his direction and unzipped his pants as he groped at the chastity device clung to his cock. "Good thing Boss Don gave me permission to change that kid. He's a cutie, I can't wait to see how big of a man he becomes," he laughed. Jason would soon resign within a week to go off to do better things, and with a renewed interest in becoming a motorcycle rider... and a cock rider too.