Valentine's Day was a day for lovers of others, and lovers of chocolate. There was only one problem, and that was many men and women did not have a person to be a couple with, not just on that particular holiday, but any time of the year for that matter. That was why, in the afterlife, there was an organization of angels who had a job to find mates for others, typically by making that person extremely popular for a brief period, or going with the classic put arrow A into person B and C, and get them to fall in love.
 
At "Cupid HQ", various angels of both men and women, stood in line to receive their assignments to find a mate for someone. The building was designed to look like a factory, but the walls were made out of clouds, solid clouds surprisingly.
Chassan was one of the many angels that worked there, and she was also waiting for an assignment to find a mate. Like many angels, she was very beautiful when it came to her appearance. She had long light blonde hair and a chest so big that it could cover her belly button if she leaned down, with only a red thong that covered her crotch, and no other clothing. It wasn't that she was perverted, it was actually a standard uniform, the other angels were beautiful or handsome, and wore just as little clothing.
 
As one of the angels just gotten their assignments, and walked away from the HQ, she paused when she saw Chassan. This particular angel was a redhead, with just as large of a chest, but a bit more weight. "Chassan? Why are you here? I thought after last year's failure that they weren't going to even TRY to give you a job this year."
 
Chassan looked away briefly with a hint of embarrassment on her face. "It's not my fault. I thought the cat anthro was a skunk anthro, so it should have been a match made in heaven...I shoot the male skunk with an arrow, he falls in love with the girl skunk, happily ever after...how was I supposed to know that it was just a black cat anthro with paint spilled on her?" She recalled the incident far too well. Two skunks shouldn't have been a problem, but there was no way a cat would have loved a skunk. The situation the two were put through was like something straight out of a cartoon.
 
"Every time you try to make someone fall in love with someone else, it always fails." The other angel said with a scoff. "Just give up and try something else. You'd probably perform excellently at helping people break up."
 
"Just shut up and go do your assignment. You'll see, whoever I get next will have someone absolutely head over heels for them." Chassan muttered.
 
The angel chuckled, and then waved at her dismissively before she walked away. "Hopefully it will go better than that time with that horse and the tuba."
 
"We agreed NEVER to speak about that horse incident!" Chassan shouted back at that angel. It was about then that the line finally moved forward, and she was just one step closer to getting her assignment.
 
After an awkward moment of silence, a male angel spoke from behind Chassan. "How did you make a horse fall in love with a tuba, anyways?"
 
Chassan didn't even turn to the angel that asked her. She lowered her head, furrowed her brow, and grimaced. "Be quiet, Ted."
 
The line grew shorter and shorter as the various angels received their assignments, and soon it was Chassan's turn. She opened the glass door and walked into the room with cloud walls, a cloud roof, and a floor. A single desk, two chairs, a diploma, and a single man that sat on the other side of the desk, were the only non-cloud things in the room.
 
Chassan took a seat on the empty chair, careful about her wings, and looked at the man worriedly. "I'm here for my assignment, sir."
 
The man on the other side of the desk was a young man, in fact, an infant, an infant with short blonde hair, a diaper, and a very cute face. He had a pair of tiny wings, as well as a pink bow and arrow on his back. Despite his appearance, he glanced up at Chassan with a grimace. "After last year's performance? Are you sure you're up to the task? The last thing we need is another whale with a dolphin incident." The little infant even spoke with a deep manly accent.
 
"That was a long time ago!" Chassan exclaimed. "Besides, isn't our company slogan ‘there is no wrong way to love'?"
 
"Chassan." The infant flew up so the pair were on eye-to-eye level. "You know what we mean by that slogan. We do not discriminate someone who prefers his or her own gender as a mate, we don't discriminate based on virtually anything about the person's appearance, but we do NOT get involved with cross-species mating. If they want to mate on their own, it's their choice." The infant flew back down, and looked away from Chassan with a frustrated sigh. "But...that being said, it's my job to give you an assignment. If you screw this one up though, I can't promise you'll have a job afterwards."
 
Chassan mentally gulped. Despite how tiny he was, and how cute he was when he flew around, he had a point. Chassan had to show strength and determination. She had to prove that she could do this job, and she could do this job damn well. "I'm ready. Give me your hardest assignment, I can take it!" She spoke with sheer confidence, though mentally she was anything but.
 
"Is that so?" The infant reached down into the desk, and he set out a single piece of paper on top of the desk. "Name is Chad. He's an anthro boar. He's not a virgin, but he is single. He's definitely a unique specimen to say the least, and not even my best angels have been able to get him a mate."
 
Chassan glanced down at the paper, Chad's profile, an anthro boar, a really fat one at that. Based on the picture provided, he had a face with plenty of stubble, and his body was both well rounded, and also quite hairy. Chassan thought she bit off more than she could chew by accepting such a challenge, but she had to redeem herself after all of her incidents. She glanced from the photo, right to that infant, with a look of determination on her face. "I'll do it." She said, sternly.
 
The infant nodded. "The paper has his address and everything you need. Remember, don't screw this one up, your job is on the line."
 
With a nod back to the infant, Chassan took the paper, and left the office. She grabbed her equipment, which consisted of a simple bow and arrow, and left. Thankfully, angels could travel extremely fast, so when she left the cloud building, she spread her wings and took off for the city that boar lived in. "Get ready Chad, you're going to get the mate you deserve."
 
Chassan didn't spend too long in the air before she arrived at her destination. Thankfully, angels didn't have to go track their target blind, they were given a tiny GPS system they could pull out at will from...well, they were naked, but it came with the quiver they were given. When Chassan arrived at Chad's house, she pulled out the GPS device, which was little more than a tiny screen, and it indicated that Chad wasn't there, but north of it. At the very least, it gave time for Chassan to look down at the house he lived in, and it looked...like it had seen better days.
 
The exterior of the house had white walls with peeling paint, overgrown grass, with car that had a broken windshield in the backyard, as well as a very tiny shed, so tiny that it looked more like an outhouse. The place smelled like an outhouse too, but at least it was nice and warm for her naked body. "A decent sized house at least, even if it looks kind of beat up..." Chassan said quietly. She didn't bother glancing inside the house, she just had to find Chad, and so she flew off in the direction the GPS pointed her. She didn't worry about being seen, most creatures couldn't see angels anyways.
 
Chassan made her way to the park, and her GPS indicated Chad wasn't too far off inside the park. "Maybe he's trying to find a woman already." She told herself. That would have made her job much easier. Just find a woman that was passing by Chad, shoot that woman with an arrow, job done. She thought it was going to be a piece of cake; that was until she actually saw Chad.
 
Chad was...definitely a boar anthro. He had short brown hair on the top of his head. He also had two huge white tusks, and a stubby beard and mustache on his face. He wore a white shirt that was stained yellow on his armpits, and he had plenty of body hair on his arms, his huge gut that stuck out from underneath his shirt, and of course his back. He wore large jeans, but it didn't do much to hide a huge bulge between his legs. He also had a pair of white shoes, though they were heavily stained brown. Chad scratched his hairy belly as he sat on a bench, taking up the entire length with his legs spread, and grinned at a dog girl that ran by jogging. Of course when the dog girl spotted him, she ran that much faster to get away from him and the constant smell of pig musk that surrounded him.
 
"Okay, maybe this is going to be a little more difficult than I thought..." Chassan stared at that pig, and then back down at her GPS. She put the device away, and stared at Chad. Her job was on the line, it was all determined by finding a mate for this giant pig. She first decided to take a look around the park for any potential candidates. It would have been difficult to find a mate for a pig, if only because pigs were often smelly, filthy creatures. Not that Chassan judged, pigs were pigs, but this particular pig, looked far more pig than he did human. "Just try the first arrow and hope for the best..." Chassan flew over to the bathrooms, which weren't too far away from the bench that Chad sat on, and she waited...the first woman Chassan saw, she'd hit with an arrow, mate or not. Find Chad a mate now, and then worry about the messy details later.
 
It didn't take too long before the first girl arrived, a simple pink and white furred cat girl anthro with a huge fluffy tail. Based on what Chassan saw, she was single, and attractive, almost the complete opposite of what Chad was. "We'll try her." Chassan said quietly. She loaded up her bow, took aim, and shot that cat girl in the back with it, striking her green shirt. The arrows were tipped with a suction, so they actually didn't hurt on contact, and the magic within them would take effect upon hitting their target with that suction, purely through magic. Chassan hit her mark dead on, and now it was just a matter of making sure the two fell in love.
 
The cat girl froze in her casual walking pace when the arrow struck her. She glanced to her back and she couldn't visibly see the arrow, but she felt different, she felt flirtier than she normally was, and the kind of girl she was, she was VERY flirty to begin with. She glanced at Chad, and with a smile, she walked along the path towards him. His appearance was definitely off putting, and the scent of his salty sour musk that was so rancid she swore she could physically see the green aura coming off of him was worse, but maybe he had a good personality, that was all that mattered...right? "Hello there, what's a big guy like you doing out in the park all by yourself?" she spoke with a seductive purr.
 
Chad looked at the cat girl nonchalantly. He raised up part of his body, and let loose a thunderous fart, one so loud that the bench shook, and so heated, that even the cat girl could feel the heat radiate off to her. "That, mostly." He replied with a grunt, and at the same time, a smirk.
 
The cat girl's purr immediately halted. "Oh...god..." she didn't hesitate, and just ran off from him. That arrow, whatever was in it to make her so flirty, had that mood outright killed by his clear cut rudeness, and general filth.
 
Chassan muttered a curse. This was going to be much harder than she thought it would. She turned away from Chad, and waited for someone else to pass by. "Maybe he's into men?" She asked herself. The paper she read did indicate that he preferred women, but maybe the information on him was inaccurate.
 
It wasn't too long before a fox girl walked down that path next. This fox had a black dress on, and a package between her legs that indicated that, while this fox definitely had a womanly build on her with a huge chest and wide hips, she wasn't quite all woman from the waist down. There was a radiation of magic coming from her body too, and it wasn't quite her own magic either.
 
Chassan thought this would be at least another attempt. Maybe Chad was into women with that? She'd find out as she struck the fox girl with not one, but three arrows this time. She wanted to make triple sure that this girl would like Chad. It was generally safe to use more than one arrow, but too many, and a rejection, generally meant bad results years down the line. Chassan just had to get Chad a mate for today though, and her job could be called successful. "Come on...work with me, fox."
 
The fox froze in her footsteps as the arrows flew onto her back. After a short period, she glanced at Chad, and a clear cut tent formed in her pants. Her casual walk turned into a sultry pace, and she walked right up to Chad, and put her furry elbows on his hairy exposed belly. "Hey little piggy, want to come to market?" she said with a smirk.
 
Chad casually glanced at the fox with his eyes half-closed. He reached up and scratched his hairy belly again as he looked at the foxes fabulous tits. He patted the upper part of his chest, his cheeks ballooned up, and he let out a crass belch, right on the fox's face.
 
The fox's jaw dropped, and her eyes widened. It was one thing to belch like that, but the scent of his breath was absolutely rancid, it smelled like the rear end of a goat, and that was just from his mouth. The fox pulled away, and ran off from Chad, and in a clear hurry at that.
 
Chassan's jaw dropped just like the fox's did. She almost swore Chad was playing games with her at this point, what big boar wouldn't want girls all over him? She gritted her teeth, and took out another arrow. "That does it. No more playing around." She waited for the next person to pass by, and she didn't have to wait long to see a Doberman anthro pass by next, clearly a male one with all of that muscle underneath his white shirt and jeans, but Chassan was through messing around. Maybe Chad was straight, and maybe he wasn't. Maybe this Doberman was straight, or maybe he wasn't. It didn't matter. Love was love. Chassan aimed at the Doberman, and fired. She didn't fire just one arrow though, she rapidly reloaded arrow after arrow, and fired relentlessly at this Doberman's back. Even when the Doberman would pause at the first arrow, Chassan loaded the Doberman's back full of arrows. She lost count at how many she hit him with, it was at least thirty in his back, ten on his head, and then on the back of his arms and legs. It was potent enough to turn any man's orientation to make an exception, regardless of sexuality. "Love each other dammit." Chassan said, with a twitch in her eye.
 
Just as the Doberman began to run over to Chad, Chad let out a fart so thunderous, and so much, that a hint of green gas came from his rear. The Doberman's running speed still ran over in the direction of Chad, but when the Doberman was close enough, he ran past Chad, and over to a tree a good ten feet away from Chad, and he hugged and kissed the base of that tree wildly, and wrapped his legs around it, and grinding his hips up against it.
 
Chassan stared momentarily at the scene that occurred so quickly. Not just the huge fart Chad made, but the Doberman's reaction to run away from him, and fall in love with something else, something else inanimate no less. "...well crap..." Chassan now walked on the path herself. "I'm going to need to fill out a lot of paperwork for this."
 
Chad smirked as he saw Chassan walk by him. "Why didn't you try hitting me with an arrow or two as well? Or are they about as useful as your brain."
 
Chassan paused, and turned to Chad with wide eyes. "Wait...you can see me?"
 
Chad snorted loudly as he heaved himself off of the bench. "You, and all of those arrows. What the hell makes you think I want any of those women anyways? Maybe monitor me and see what I like? Maybe try a pig girl? You don't know my interests, you don't know the interests of those people you hit with those arrows, so how the fuck are we supposed to have any kind of relationship years down the line?"
 
Chassan blushed at his statement. Of course, it was her job just to make people fall in love, not worry about the long term aspects of it. "I uh..." she wasn't sure whether she should be concerned with how he was able to see her, or how to answer his question. "What ARE your interests then? Maybe we can work together. You help me, you work with me, and we get you the love of your life together."
 
"Like you could find someone who enjoys the same shit I do." Chad stood up, scratched his belly, and then fell onto his hands and feet. His belly hung less than an inch from the ground, and with a loud snort, he turned away from her. "I suggest you just forget about it and go home, unless you did something stupid, like risked your job for finding me a mate or something."
 
Chassan fell quiet at that. She looked down at her bare tits. "I...uh..." she barely managed to even get that out. Based on what she saw from Chad, he liked filth, and she knew no woman that was into such things. She wondered why none of the arrows did much though, it was as if he was able to nullify the magic within those arrows. At the very least, those women shouldn't have minded his filth, and yet they were downright repulsed by it. Of course, she only asked herself this after she had fired so many already.
 
Chad turned around, still on all fours. "My god, you really are an idiot. You don't think about much of anything do you? Maybe you'd be a good mate, you're clearly a bimbo, and I like bimbos." He grinned up at her naked form. With him on all fours, he was at eye-to-eye with her bare crotch.
 
Chassan blushed when she heard that. She wasn't so embarrassed by her naked form. So many male and female angels alike saw her naked that she was totally used to it, even someone who shouldn't be able to see her and saw her nude didn't bother her so much. "Angels can't be mates with mortals. J-just give me a chance to help you. I don't know why you can see me, I don't know why none of those arrows didn't work very well when the people came up to you, but my job is on the line. Tell me all the stuff you like, and I'll find the perfect girl for you so all three of us can be happy. You, me, and that girl...or guy, I don't judge."
 
Chad snorted rudely and turned away once more. His boar tail stuck out from above his pants. "I'm a boar. I like filth, fat, and fucking. Find me someone like that." Chad let out a loud bass fart right in front of Chassan. "And if you need me, I'll be at my place. You know where it is." Chad walked away from Chassan on his hands and feet. His belly picked up dirt and grime to say the least, anything that was just a few inches above the ground, Chad's belly picked it up, and dragged it with him.
 
Chassan watched Chad with a disgusted look. Was that how he always walked? Her disgust was worsened when that fart surrounded her head, and she waved the nauseating gas away. It smelled like diarrhea in a pig barn. It was no wonder those people were disgusted by his stench. "Fine...just you wait, I'll find someone." Chassan muttered. After a short moment of watching Chad, she opened her wings, took a deep breath, and took to the air. She didn't realize that the deep breath took in even more of Chad's filthy scent, and she also didn't realize that during that deep breath, that she found it a bit more tolerable than before.
 
Chassan spent a few hours flying around the city. She looked at men, women, herms, she didn't discriminate sex, or sexual preferences. She did try to keep it around Chad's age at the very least, and definitely over 18 for fairly obvious reasons. While she saw some skunk anthros that smelled exactly like one might think a skunk would smell, she couldn't find a pig that was just as filthy and dirty as he was anywhere nearby. She did find one pig, but that pig girl liked to be clean and pristine, which was downright strange for a pig anthro, but Chassan wasn't one to judge that.
 
Chassan flew back to Chad's place in hopes she could learn more about him, and maybe help him find a mate online. Once she arrived at his place, she walked to the front door, raised up her hand, and proceeded to push her hand, and then her entire body through the door and get inside. "Chad? Are you in here?"
 
The interior of the house was largely white walls and white painted ceiling with tiny bumps on top of them, likely from the paint job it was given. The house was pretty messy, but not a downright pigsty. Errant wrappers littered the floor, and as Chassan made it to the living room, the couch was filled with various dirty clothes, while Chad sat in the recliner and watched a small television a good ten feet away from him.
 
Chad glanced over at Chassan when she made it into the living room. "Don't angels ever knock? What if I was masturbating?" he let out a loud snort from his piggish nose.
 
"If you think masturbation is the worst thing a deity or angel has seen, then you know nothing of what they actually have seen." Chassan replied with a grimace. The scent of the house was a faint lingering odor of Chad's body odor. It wasn't so strong that it had her running for the hills, but it was a foul odor that she clearly hated either way.
 
"Whatever." Chad let out a crass belch, and pulled up his recliner. He spread his legs and revealed a very noticeable bulge between his legs, one that wasn't even aroused at the sight of Chassan, a nude angel, no less. "You find me a girl or what?"
 
"See, its things like that." Chassan would have sat down, had there been a place to sit down. She just stood over by the entrance, and kept looking at him. She could make out some talk show about fighting couples on the television, but she ignored it. "I didn't know you preferred women to begin with. That would have cut down my search time by, oh, say, HALF." She crossed her arms over her large chest. "I know none of your interests. I found some skunk girls, but I don't know if..."
 
"Pass." Chad waved a hand dismissively. He didn't even look over at Chassan when he spoke. "Skunk girls are absolutely too damn smelly, and they spray their farts and it gets everywhere." Chad grunted as he let loose a fart only moments after he finished his sentence. His ass, and the chair itself, shook with the force.
 
"Kettle calling the pot black there." Chassan muttered. "I couldn't find any other girls that seemed even interest in filth or dirty scents, at least here. I was wondering if I could use your computer to check online and maybe see if I can find someone for you."
 
"Go for it, I guess, it's in the bedroom." Chad shrugged casually. "Hopefully your stupid little angel magic can tell who's behind dating profiles though. The last thing I want is for you to say you found this perfect girl for me, and they turn out to be a 60 year old fat hairy man with balding hair, massive farts, and whose name is Chuck."
 
"You two would probably at least get along." Chassan muttered again. She turned away and walked down the hallway to where she assumed his bedroom was.
 
Chassan, sure enough, found the bedroom just down the hallway and a bit to the left, located directly across from the bathroom. The bed, while it was made, definitely had a pungent foul odor that lingered on it. Dirty clothes, soda cans, and empty bags of chips littered the floor, but while the scent was largely salty, there was another scent Chassan could pick up, the scent that came from the underwear, and socks on the floor. The scent of cum. Chad literally just used his own clothes as nothing more than a cum rag, and tossed it onto the floor when he was done.
 
Chassan wrinkled her nose, and just walked over to the computer. It was on a small black desk, and it was just a simple laptop with a mouse attached to it. The moment Chassan opened it, she noticed a picture of a naked anthro pig, though this pig had noticeable trail of red pubic hair, and red armpit hair. "Yeah yeah...I get the point. He's a perverted guy that likes filth, and filthy women." She muttered to herself as she opened up a webpage, and started to browse dating websites.
 
A good hour or so into browsing websites, and while Chassan found very many interesting profiles of women, she couldn't find one that was flat out direct into what Chad wanted. She guessed that few were likely willing to openly admit they loved filth, or show pictures of a fat disgusting body, but even then, she was shocked there was nobody on the internet at all, at least on dating websites. "How am I going to get him the love of his life..." she began to get frustrated.
 
While she continued to browse websites, even going to ones that weren't about dating and just about profiles, the scent of pizza filled the air. Curiously, Chassan closed the laptop, and made her way out of the bedroom to go find that new smell. She had to pass by the living room, and when she got to the living room, she noticed that there was Chad, with a large pile of pizzas on a tiny table right next to his recliner. The pizza pile stacked about as high as Chad was tall, and there he was, eating what looked like a meat lovers. Chassan raised a brow at that. "Isn't there pork in meat lovers?" she had to ask.
 
"Imitation meat." Chad replied with a mouth full of pizza, spitting the cheese and sauce all over his stained top. "So it's fine." He ate the triangular pizza slices by the whole, stuffing each one into his mouth one by one, often having more than one slice in his mouth at the same time.
 
Chassan shook her head at the display. She walked over to him, and grimaced. "Can't find anyone on the internet either...I'm not really sure what I can do with you, unless either you or a woman changes within the next 24 hours, I'll be out of a damn job..." Chassan let out a frustrated sigh.
 
Chad didn't seem to care in the slightest, he just ate away, though he did pause briefly a minute after she spoke to clear his mouth. "You need to fucking relax. Have a few slices of pizza with me, and you can figure out what to do after."
 
With still a frown on Chassan's face, she reached over and grabbed a slice of the pepperoni pizza. With a quick whiff, it smelled very much like pepperoni, and when she tasted it, it tasted very much like it. "So it's all fake, huh?" she asked with that tiny bite, before she helped herself to the rest of the slice. "It's not bad for imitation."
 
"Of course it's not real. So many things are made of damn pork, that I'm practically a vegetarian. Even the stuff made from cows, I get the fake stuff." Chad replied. He pulled out a two liter bottle of soda, took a huge chug, and let out a crass belch a moment later. "Get yourself a drink too. Settle down for a bit, you still have time left."
 
With a sigh, Chassan did her best to ignore his rudeness, and took a seat on the recliner next to him. The recliner smelled strongly of his musk, and faintly of his seed just as well. She didn't look up at the top of the recliner chair to see a pair of heavily stained boxers. "I just don't know what to do. I don't want to lose my job. If I get fired from that, I'll have to go back to sorting souls between heaven and hell, and that's a REALLY tedious, AND stressful job. We have to interview people and go over their history and everything." It was probably more important than the job she currently held sure, but it paid less, and she loathed the idea of hearing so many sob stories. She helped herself to another slice of pizza, and then the soda right next to her recliner. The soda was lukewarm, but the pizza was piping hot. As she ate, she let out a quiet burp herself, but she had the decency to cover her mouth.
 
Chad smirked a bit at that belch. "If you get stressed out about it though, then you'll worry so much that you won't get anything done. Do what I do in life and split it into one step at a time. You don't have to get me hooked onto the first girl that walks right by me." Chad paused. "Quite literally with the way you were handling things. You just need to find a woman that likes what I like first. How do you go about that if nearby or the internet hasn't worked? What other ways are there to find someone who likes the same stuff that you would like?"
 
"Well, the dating site I would have assumed, but with your kinks so...interesting..." Chassan helped herself to another slice. "I suppose I could look up more kinky websites, or places, and we could try there. Like a club for women that like big men. There are places like that somewhere, aren't there?" She helped herself to another slice without even so much as noticing that she wolfed the other one down so easily and quickly.
 
"Heh. There are so many fat men around that, if there WAS a club like that, it would be empty because big men would be going there, and a woman would leave with them, and they'd be happy. No, when someone likes fat and filth, they normally don't go on the internet looking for it, at least openly. I mean, if you REALLY want to try to help, there's a bar for pigs about an hour drive away, see what you can find for me there." Chad offered as he ate.
 
"Why wasn't THAT on the internet?" Chassan continued to eat and eat. She wasn't even aware how much she was eating, just that she was still hungry after the last slice. As she ate, her belly began to slowly expand bit by bit. Angels didn't really need to eat, and they had little sense of when they were full either. As she ate though, she also drank, and let loose a fart of her own, though clearly embarrassed by it. "But...it does sound like the best place to go to, so maybe once we're done eating."
 
"What, I have to come with you?" Chad rolled his eyes. "Fine...but I'm driving."
 
Both Chad and Chassan continued to eat the various pizzas, Chassan had the equivalent of a good three boxes of pizza, while Chad ate the rest. As Chassan ate, her belly grew bit by bit, inch by inch.
 
By the time all of the pizzas, and those two liters were gone, Chassan's belly looked as if she was pregnant, or at least chubby. Chassan blushed, and lightly drummed her bare belly. "I'll just...I'll conjure up some clothes for me, and I'll be ready to go." Chassan tapped her chest, and an outfit rolled over her like unfurling a curtain. It was a rather plain white shirt with a pair of light blue jeans. The shirt covered her chest well, but her belly button stuck out from underneath, and Chassan blushed at that once the outfit formed. "I guess I ate a bit more than I should have, this outfit should have worked with my normal weight..."
 
"Don't worry about it." Chad said with a huge belch after he finished his soda. "Man, how many fucking times am I going to have to tell you about that? You need to be more carefree. Cover the tits and ass in public yeah, but don't worry about anything else. Seriously, relax, calm down, whatever the hell else I need to say."
 
Chassan wanted to speak out against him. There were times when one couldn't relax and one had to be in a panic, but just as she opened her mouth, her ass spoke with a loud rumbling fart, one with a deeper bass than she had ever let loose before. She shut her mouth, and blushed heavily. It was then that she felt a bit more relaxed. Chad had a point. She did have a whole 19 hours or so by now, she didn't have a watch, she just kind of guessed. "Yeah, fine, alright. You should shower and shave before we leave though." She suggested, something that most men would typically do before going to find a woman.
 
"Water heater's been on the fritz in this place ever since I moved in." Chad stood up, and then immediately got on all fours. "The previous owners never fixed it. The thermostat was fucking broken too, but I got THAT fixed at least." He walked over to the door, stood back up, and opened it. "Besides, I don't normally try to bathe or shave, why hide my true colors? The more honest I am, the more likely I am to find a woman who likes me for me."
 
With a small sigh, Chassan stood up, and made her way to the door. "I guess I can't argue with that. Let's go then." She would have normally cleaned up her mess, but Chad didn't seem to care about his mess, so why should she care about hers? There was also something else, but something she failed to notice. The scent of the house, Chassan knew as quite rancid, like a very old unclean barn, but it was an odor that Chassan, while she didn't flat out like, didn't seem to mind it nearly as much as when she first arrived.
 
Chad hopped into the driver's seat, while Chassan sat in the passenger seat of the car, and then Chad drove off in his pickup truck. The outside of the truck was caked in mud, while the inside smelled strongly of musk. The car itself rattled loudly with a cracked muffler, and the floor underneath them vibrated heavily whenever the car was at a complete stop. The radio didn't seem to function at all, but at the very least, the windows were clean enough to see out.
 
While Chassan sat in the truck and Chad drove, her nose wrinkled a bit at the musk smell. It smelled like a guy's locker room with clogged toilets, but she didn't say anything about it. She just took that as another thing to make note of when looking for a partner for him. There was something about the car ride though that made her feel uncomfortable. It wasn't the smell, rather it was the heat. She felt hot in that car, and her clothing felt even tighter than it did before. She glanced down at her chest and, sure enough, her boobs dug into that top even more, and she could feel her belly even more exposed than it had been before they got in that car. "I'm not sure how well these clothes will fit me now..." Chassan said quietly.
 
"Why even wear clothes? Why reveal yourself?" Chad recalled that conversation earlier. "Just keep yourself invisible, feel free to be naked, and look for a damn target." Chad let loose another fart. Unfortunately, the windows didn't roll down. "Or maybe stay with me, and give me a blowjob." He added, jokingly.
 
Chassan grimaced at Chad. She was forced to smell in that fart, unless she wanted to open the door, but at the speeds they were going, that was just outright dangerous. "I...don't think giving you a blowjob is the best idea. Even if I was invisible, your pants would have to be pulled down." It actually sounded as if she was more afraid of doing it out in the open, than just flat out giving him one. Chad definitely had a...brutish nature about him, to say the least, but there was something about him that made her a little attracted to him, even if she didn't want to flat out admit it.
He did have a point though, with a zap on herself, her clothes vanished, and her fat stuck out, and her gut rolled down over her crotch. She let out a happy relieved sigh. She still felt warm, but she decided to ignore that for now.
 
After an hour's drive, Chad and Chassan arrived at a bar called ‘Oinkers.' The bar itself was actually pretty big, half as tall and wide as a movie theater, but even that size was still huge for a bar. Neon lights of a girl pig with bare tits, and one leg down, while one leg made the ‘motion' of moving up and down was on top of the bar, right on top of the name of that bar. Various beat up cars lined up the parking lot, while the quality of the walls on the bar itself was shoddy at best.
 
"Looks a great place to find a wife." Chassan said quietly, with a clear hint of sarcasm as she got out of the truck, and made her way to the door.
 
"You'd be surprised. You can find women in some very interesting places these days." Chad got out of the truck and followed Chassan, but on all fours with his belly gently brushing against the ground.
 
The bar on the inside showed it wasn't just a bar, it was a stripper's joint. A long row of bar stools lined up half of the left side of the wall with two bartenders. There was a wall next to the entrance that hid multiple rooms. Directly ahead there were multiple chairs turned toward the stage in the back. The stage also had a small catwalk up to a stripper pole.
 
On that stage was a pig girl, only chubby at best when it came to her size. She had a good five rows of tits, and a pinkish body. Her arms and legs were stubby, but she twirled on that stripper pole with happy oinks and snorts while bass music thumped in the background. The lyrics of that music were barely audible, one could just tell a woman was singing them.
 
Chassan was first to step in. She noticed multiple pigs that sat at the bar had some very huge, very dirty glass drinks. Many of the seats that pointed to the stripper's pole in the center had tables in front of them, and Chassan could detect bodies underneath those tables, often giving blowjobs to the pig that sat on the chair next to those tables. "None of these pigs love each other. They're just here to fuck around." Chassan said aloud. Thankfully, with her being an angel, only Chad could hear her.
 
"And?" Chad asked as he entered. "If you want to get a girl pig to be my mate, this is going to be the place to do it. I'm grabbing a table." Chad made his way to a leather sofa that had a table placed directly in front of it, and had a seat. His massive gut rested against the end of that table, and hid his crotch completely underneath it. "A waitress will come around eventually." He snorted. "Till then, want to take a look around? Find a woman I might like?"
 
Chassan still couldn't believe this place. She took a seat next to Chad in that leather sofa, and grimaced at him. "Look, even if I shoot someone with an arrow here, and they fall in love with you, that'll never last. This is just a stripper joint, a really bad one. It wouldn't shock me if you told me the girls here were getting paid to give the guys blowjobs here." She noticed so many of the blowjobs tried to be hidden, but they didn't do a great job. She counted at least five based on the various boars in the chairs next to tables, and the way they were reacting towards pleasure from somewhere.
 
"All of this is coming from the EXACT same person that tried to get random people to fall in love with me the moment they ran by me in the damn park." Chad said with a roll of his eyes. "If you don't think any of the girls here are really worth my time, why don't you be the one to give me a blowjob instead? It is a way of showing off affection here, after all."
 
Chassan stared at Chad momentarily. "Why would I even think of doing something like that?" True, she had done such things in the past, but she barely knew Chad. Combine her barely knowing him, with his dirty filth, and she absolutely despised the idea of doing such a thing to him.
 
"It's an expression of love?" Chad said with a casual shrug. He unleashed a fart, a loud bass one that vibrated the very seat he sat in. "It's a suggestion. You don't HAVE to, but it'd be nice if you did."
 
Chassan opened her mouth to speak up again, but as she did, she also inhaled, and she inhaled that rancid fart of Chad's. That very same fart that just smelled like a salty pig barn, covered in nothing but waste, although when she smelled his gas, something deep inside of her just sort of clicked. "Fine, I guess if it's an expression of love." Chassan got underneath the table and lowered Chad's pants. Not even she could entirely explain what she was doing. With Chad's pants pulled down, she saw that huge pig cock between his legs. His crotch was covered with pubic hair, and his balls were absolutely massive and hairy. His cock smelled faintly of dried cum. "Ugh..." she wasn't even sure why she was doing what she was doing, but she slowly wrapped her lips around the cock's head, and one hand gently cupped one of those oversized balls. She slowly toyed with that ball, while her lips gently traced up and down the tip of that cock. She could taste the salt of his sweat, and the dried cum on his shaft. It was just utterly disgusting, but as Chad said, it was all done in an act of love. At least, that's what she told herself.
 
Chad smiled down at Chassan. Chassan was underneath the table, and a bit difficult to spot, but he could see the top of her head right past his huge gut, and he could definitely feel those lips on his shaft. "That's right...right there..." he said quietly. He reached down, and gently held the top of Chassan's head. He lightly pushed her head deeper towards the base of his shaft as his cock grew more aroused.
 
Chassan was still in disbelief over what she was doing. She moved her lips up and down around the cock, and she pushed her mouth deep enough that she could feel the pubic hairs tickling her nose. Her tongue ran lightly across the shaft, and she mentally gagged at how salty he was. She didn't stop though, something inside of her told her not to stop. As foul as the taste of his shaft was, as rancid as the scene of giving a boar a blowjob underneath a table at a strip joint was, something inside of her told her to keep going. She mentally begged for it to end as soon as it could.
 
Chad lightly moaned at the pleasure that Chassan brought him. By far she was no expert at this, either that or she disliked it so much that it was hard for her to actually get into it, but with a wicked grin, as Chad felt his balls build with pressure, he gripped Chassan's head harder, and pushed her down onto his crotch. He forced that cock completely into her mouth, and that cock of his that was a good foot long, all of it went completely into her maw. Only once his cock was fully in her mouth, he then came. That cock pulsed and pumped wave after wave of seed into Chassan's mouth, his cock twitched and beat with his heart happily, and Chad gently let go of her head.
 
At first, Chassan stayed with her head down. His cum was saltier than his cock was, and there was such a huge amount of it. The moment her tongue tasted that seed though, the moment her head clicked again. What was she doing? She was an angel, and now here she was, with her head buried so deep in a man's cock, that her nose was pressed right up against his crotch, and she could smell nothing but him. She immediately pulled back after this realization, only for Chad to continue to cum, even when she pulled her mouth free. His seed spurt on her chin, and her cleavage, and she smacked the top of her head against the table with how fast she pulled away. "What did you make me do?" She asked from underneath the table in sheer panic. She didn't even take the time to realize her ears were pulled upwards to almost the top of her head, and her nose that was pressed so deeply onto Chad's crotch, now stayed pointed straight ahead of her in a very pig-like fashion.
 
"I didn't MAKE you do anything. You were more than welcome to say no." Chad looked down at the table with a grin when he said that, it was rather difficult for them to make eye contact with her underneath after all. With a hefty grunt, he pulled up his pants, and put his cock back underneath his clothes. His cock still dripped a bit of seed, but he didn't seem the least bit concerned about it. "All I did was hold your head, you did the rest."
 
Chassan wasn't sure what she hated more, the fact that she did what she did, or the fact that Chad had a point. She got out from underneath the table, and stood on the other side of it from Chad. "I think we're done. I doubt we'll be able to find you a mate here, let's go back to your place."
 
With a casual shrug, Chad pulled himself free from the chair. "It's your job on the line, not mine." Chad fell onto all fours when he freed himself from his seat, and walked on all fours back to his truck.
 
"The paper that I had on you said you were unemployed." Chassan walked behind him, and looked down at that piggish tail of his. She could feel something poke out from her rear that felt a little itchy, and when she went to scratch her ass casually, she paused when she felt a pig tail. That, combined with her casually wanting to scratch her ass, made her wonder, just what was Chad doing? She looked back and just barely saw that piggish tail, before she turned to Chad. "Chad, why do I have a pig tail?"
 
"What?" Chad was about to hop in his pickup. He glanced over at Chassan, and saw that little curly pig tail just above her chubby rear. Her entire body looked chubbier than before, though not flat out obese like Chad, she was probably a good 225 pounds, if he had to guess. "I'm sure you've always had that." Chad turned back around, let out a huge rancid fart, and then went into his pickup. "As much as I love staring at your ass, you want to get home, so let's get going."
 
Chassan wanted to argue with Chad. She was an angel, and angels simply don't have pig tails, well unless they were a pig anthro in their previous life, but Chassan wasn't any bit pig. When she inhaled to speak, she smelled that rancid fart of his. His gas was still so foul, and yet at the same time, it was almost addictive. Her mind quickly became hazed, and she lost her train of thought. What was it she was said? Something about her pig tail, wasn't it? But...she always had a pig tail, why would she deny that she didn't. She got in the pickup passenger side, and glanced at the rearview mirror to see her nose was pushed up like a pig's too, but even that didn't seem to concern her. Her...yes her father was part pig, that's where she got the pig parts. That was where she got all of this fat on her body. She wasn't a full boar in life, but half pig. The sheer fact that a human woman fell in love with an anthro boar meant that there was hope for Chad somewhere, that's why she got this job. "Okay, let's go." She simply replied, after a long moment of realization of what she was, an angel half-boar.
 
Once back in the car, Chad drove back home casually. "So, got any other ideas on how to get me a mate?" he asked casually, with a smile toward her direction. The drive didn't really require that much attention, it was a lot of countryside driving.
 
Chassan looked over at Chad. She stared at him longer than she should have. There was something about his form. He was overweight, he was hairy, and he was such a slob. She could even see traces of his cum on his pants. And yet, there was something about his filth that was just so...hot. She wouldn't outright admit it, she could control her sensations, but deep down, she wondered why Chad wasn't with a girl yet. "I don't know. Are there any other bars or clubs that have female pigs? Or would a skunk work?" As she spoke, she gently rubbed her sides. She was getting a bit cold, which felt odd considering how warm the day was.
 
"I'm not a fan of skunks. A lot of skunks are far less about stink than you might realize, and those that are a fan of stink? They're ONLY a fan of stink. I don't mean regular farting and stuff, I mean like...the works." Chad said with a disgusted look. "I'm sure not all skunks are like that, but enough to fucking turn me off to them." He glanced over at Chassan briefly, before he turned his attention back to the road. "I have a blanket in back if you're cold. The heater doesn't work on this thing, and before you want to ask and accuse me of something, neither does the air conditioning."
 
"I wasn't going to accuse you of anything." Chassan reached back and grabbed the blanket. She pulled it forward, and covered herself with it without a second thought. The blanket was greasy with orange streaks, and crusty places, specifically around the crotch area. It was itchy to the touch, and she could make out body hairs in all sorts of places on it. "Who do you drive home with? Not all of these body hairs are yours." Chassan mentally told herself she should have been far more concerned about using such a filthy thing to cover herself up with, but she just couldn't find any reason to panic. It wasn't as if she could catch any diseases or anything that could negatively affect her health. She was an angel after all.
 
"Maybe I have a few girls at the bar come home with me on occasion and we get...more involved." Chad chuckled. "It's still not qualified as actual love, we just have some fun and fucks, and I bring them back, no harm done."
 
Chassan was more and more curious as to how Chad could afford such a place. He had no job, how could he afford such luxuries such as a slut? As Chassan thought to herself, she felt itchy underneath the blanket. Since she was covered up, she just reached up and casually scratched her armpits. Her fingers brushed across stubble, but she paid no attention to it. She failed to notice that her armpits, her belly, her crotch, her legs, all were slowly growing blonde body hair, matching the color of the hair on her head perfectly. She just shifted herself a bit, and kept scratching herself. "Any of them leave a lasting impact on you or her?" she asked, as she scratched her crotch. She paused for a moment when she felt her fingers along what felt like a thick trail of hair, but not just body hair, pubic hair. She was certain she didn't have any of that earlier...
 
Chad let out another fart, slightly tilted in Chassan's direction too. "Naw, all they really do is just give a blowjob, come home with you, let you fuck them silly, and then they call it a day. At least their ass cheeks are pre-spread because they're pigs and all." Chad commented casually. "And all of their cunts are fucking wrecked too. It's like, you can feel their vaginal walls yeah, but not very well."
 
Chassan's pause continued when she felt that pubic hair, at least until her piggish nose picked up that fart. She didn't mind such things anymore, and she just casually scratched herself again. Maybe she just grew that pubic hair and needed to shave, which was strange since angels didn't normally need to worry about such things, but she didn't let it get to her too much. "Well, I know my vagina isn't wrecked." Chassan said with a small laugh. She mentally asked herself why she would even say something like that, but she let it go. The body hair on her continued to grow and flourish underneath that blanket, but she just scratched herself again and again where needed, including scratching her ass. Chassan's rear let out a fart herself, and during that time her asshole lips puffed out slightly, and pushed out a few inches from her fat ass cheeks.
 
"Want me to wreck it for you? Or maybe that ass?" Chad asked, jokingly as he drove along with a grin on his face.
 
Chassan was ready to speak up and shout not in a million years, but when she let out that fart herself earlier, it felt as if something deep inside her was no longer there, something that would have made her say no to Chad's advances. She just couldn't bring herself out to say no, even jokingly she couldn't say it. "I...well if you want to." She said, after a good minute. She wondered, just what was wrong with her? Maybe it was the heat. She was no longer cold, rather she was getting very hot, so hot she could feel the sweat pour down her body underneath that blanket.
 
Chassan took off the blanket, and showed off a much hairier body. While the hair on her legs was largely stubble, the hair on her crotch had fully grown underneath that blanket into blonde pubic hair, with a nice trail up to her belly button. Chassan's armpits had plenty of hair as well. She couldn't reach back there, but she could FEEL the hairs on her ass crack, and she even made out a few hairs on her nipples. "What's happening to me...?" she asked. She definitely was not so hairy before she put the blanket on. At first, she thought maybe the hairs fell down onto her, but even trying to pull off the hairs was useless. The hairs were sweaty, they were smelly, and they were hers.
 
"What? You've always had those hairs. You're really out of it." Chad belched this time, and he grinned. "And if you REALLY want me to plow that fat pig ass of yours, just say the word. Maybe YOU'LL be my mate tonight." He pulled up into the driveway back home, and hopped out of the car. Once again, he walked on all fours to his door, and went inside.
 
"An angel can't mate with a mortal." Chassan got out of the car after Chad, and watched his piggish body walk in the house. She couldn't take her eyes off of that fat boar ass of his, and she mentally thought about the two going at it...his disgusting, revolting body, and filthy cock, in her hairy vagina. The mere thought of it...she shook her head. She had a job to do. She couldn't be this boar's mate. She'd lose her job if she did, she might even lose her angel status! She walked inside after Chad, and tried to focus on a woman that would be good enough for Chad's tastes instead.
 
"Why? You're too good? Too...up in the clouds?" Chad commented with a roll of his eyes. He grabbed a box of donuts from the kitchen, walked back to the living room, and took a seat.
 
"Ha ha, very funny." Chassan rolled her eyes as she walked inside. Without even thinking about it, she helped herself to a small box of donuts too, and sat down on a recliner next to Chad. "It's a forbidden relationship. Imagine if we fell in love and talked about everything after death. We'd get in REAL big trouble for that. We could lose our jobs, we could lose our angel status, or worse, we could get transferred downstairs, if you know what I mean. The BEST case scenario is that we're made mortal again."
 
"Don't you think it would be worth it?" Chad asked as he stuffed his face full of donuts. Only a good half of what came near his mouth actually entered it, the rest fell onto his moobs and fat gut. "You meet someone you truly absolutely love, so losing your angelhood is fine? It sounds damn cheesy and fucking romantic, but in a good way."
 
Chassan ate her donuts a bit more carefully. Sure, she god quite a few crumbs on her large boobs, but that was mostly because her eyes were fixated on Chad's eating habits. There was something about the way he ate that was so...attractive. She took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of his place, and him, and she felt herself grow wet between her legs. Maybe Chad had a point. "Perhaps, but that angel would have to REALLY love a guy, and that guy would have to be absolutely stunning and fantastic in wonderful ways."
 
"Well, what would a guy have to do to be stunning and fantastic?" Chad said with a grin. He grabbed a soda nearby, and helped himself to it.
 
"I don't know..." Chassan said quietly. She failed to notice her belly grew even more, not so much horizontally, but vertically, a paunch slowly developed from the excess fat she grew, and with another fart from her, she felt her asscheeks spread a bit more, and they would not squeeze back together. "I guess a big strong burly man. Maybe he's a little hairy, maybe he's a little filthy and smelly, and maybe he's got a huge ass, but that's just what makes him so attractive." Chassan recalled the blowjob she gave to him before, and that absolutely filthy cock and pubic hair. She could still taste the cum, and it both disgusted, and aroused her.
 
"Maybe that man likes being nude?" Chad asked. Without waiting for a response, he reached around his shirt, and pulled it off. While a bit of his belly was already constantly exposed, now his hairy chest was exposed. His arms showed signs of muscle, but it was hidden underneath a layer of fat. His moobs looked as if they could have passed for a D cup on a woman, and hung so low that they rested against the top of his fat hairy gut. His chest was equally as hairy, as was his back, covered in black hair. He raised his arms casually and showed off his armpit hair, with a scent that said he never used deodorant in his life. "And looks something like this?" he added with a snort, and a grin with his tusks.
 
Chassan stared over at that big hairy belly of Chad's. He had huge moobs with occasional hairs around the nipples, too. It was one thing to see his disgusting cock, but at the sight of that huge bare pot belly was something else entirely. Chassan could make out that the center part of his belly, the part that was the biggest, was a mix of brown, white, green, and all sorts of colors from how much it dragged onto things, while the rest of his gut was just hairy and smelly, with hints of occasional food crumbs along his front. "M-maybe..." she replied, with a nervous belch. God, she needed more donuts. She helped herself to more in the box she brought with, unaware even how many donuts she crammed into her mouth. She swore that box was only big enough for 12, but she wasn't going to complain when she somehow found more.
 
"Maybe?" Chad asked with a grin. He reached down and pulled off his shoes and socks, that big belly of his shifted out of the way for his hands and legs. While his feet definitely weren't pigs feet, they were hairy and huge, a good size 16. He pulled off his pants with some effort, and revealed his hairy legs, tree trunk thighs, and his heavily yellow stained underwear that Chassan herself saw not too long ago, though in darkness. "How about now, stunning and fantastic enough for you?"
 
Chassan stared at that nearly naked body of Chad's, and she farted once more. She felt her ass cheeks part a bit, and her asshole felt...strange on the recliner. She swore she should have been more hesitant than she was, but she just casually reached back there, and scratched her ass. She felt a tiny little stub of a pig tail, and she felt her asshole. It was quite a bit bigger, and she didn't even have to spread her ass to get to it. Had she been able to see back there properly, she would have noticed her ass was permanently spread. Unless she wore clothing, her asshole would always be on display for anyone that could see her. She didn't want to say no to Chad, because that was a lie. At the same time, she didn't want to say yes, because she wanted to keep her job as an angel. But...was it even worth it at this point? He looked so tempting. And every time she, or he, passed gas, he was even more tempting.
 
"I'll take that as a yes." Chad replied with a huge tusk grin. "Why don't you come over here and ride the boar? My balls refill faster than you think, thanks to years of frequent masturbation."
 
Chassan wanted to call the pig gross. She wanted to call him a disgusting slob of filth. Instead, as she took a deep breath of that rancid scent of his, she slowly stood up. Her hairy chubby body approached Chad slowly. Her surprisingly still gentle and slim fingers touched Chad's thigh, and slowly pulled down that underwear of his once more to reveal that cock of his. "But...my job..."
 
"Ask yourself, what's more important? Your job, or fucking love? If you truly love someone, then a job shouldn't damn matter, who needs a job when you're near someone you love?" Chad said, with a bass fart.
 
Chassan's tiny tail twitched at the mere sound of that bass gas. She took in a deep breath, and mentally told herself that Chad was right. She loved him. It might cost her a job, but if she had true love, then what did it matter? She would have found a mate, and so would he. The two could be happy together. "You're right..." she said quietly, and then repeated herself. "You're right..."
 
"Well then, enough yapping, get to proving it!" Chad said with a wicked grin. That cock of his twitched happily and eagerly once Chassan revealed its full length, and those huge hairy balls of his.
 
Chassan stared down at those hairy balls, and all of that black pubic hair Chad had. She mentally told herself how wrong all of this felt, but at the same time, how right it was. She gently brushed a finger along the cock's length, and she felt how wet and sticky it still was before. She could even make out some of that seed still on his cock from the bar. With a deep breath of his musk, Chassan climbed on top of the recliner, and spread her legs around his thighs. Her gut with a treasure trove of pubic hair, and his hairy gut, constantly brushed up against each other, and her pubic covered pussy rubbed against his cock. She couldn't help herself but moan quietly at the sensations. A second pair of nipples appeared below the first pair of boobs she had, just as she mounted on top of him, and pushed that cock of his into her cunt.
 
Chad reached up, and pulled Chassan down. Her boobs brushed up against his moobs, and as the second pair of boobs formed below Chassan's first pair, another one developed below that, and then one below that, and yet one last one below that, a total of five pairs of boobs on her front side, growing beside that huge belly of hers. "That's right. You're a sow, MY sow." Chad thrusted his cock again and again quickly, not bothering to be gentle. His belly shook, and he let out a loud happy belch.
 
"Y-your...sow..." Chassan said quietly. She could feel that cock stretch her vagina once it penetrated her so swiftly. It felt as if that cock was even growing deeper inside of her, which just stretched her tight pussy even more so. She looked down, and noticed another pair of tits below the first, tits that grew to the exact same fat size as the first pair. She then noticed another roll that looked like fat, but when she felt it, she could feel more boobs. "I-I'm becoming a pig! G-get me off!" Chassan began to panic. Yes, it was such a pleasurable sensation, but she couldn't do this! Her job was on the line. No matter how much she struggled though, she just couldn't get off of him. It was as if all of the muscle in her had been drained for pure fat.
 
"What? You're enjoying it, I can tell." Chad replied with a grin. He thrusted that cock again in her. Indeed, that cock of his slowly grew bigger and bigger inside, and stretched that cunt of hers. Already, the lips of her vagina were exposed, and yet the inside of her vagina walls were being pulled past their limits. "So wet and warm inside, and not even a virgin." Chad grinned wickedly. "Just give in, you know you want to." He added, with a deep bass fart.
 
"N-no...can't...mustn't..." Chassan farted deeply in return. She couldn't tell, but her lard ass was permanently spread, and constantly revealed a fat thick lipped donut asshole. Her tits continued to grow and add mass to her already fat body. Her thighs were thick with stretch marks, and while her body wasn't as hairy as Chad's, it was definitely a very hairy woman. Her ears slowly pulled upwards with each hump Chad made until she had pig ears. She let out a quiet snort, one that sounded exactly like a pig's. "So fat...but...so good..."
 
Chad thrusted his growing cock again and again. His cock only stopped growing when it was twice as big, and stretched her vagina much more than that, but he humped and pumped away. Slowly, but surely, pressure built in his balls, and hints of seed escaped from his shaft. "Admit it. You're my sow." He said, with a loud belch. He reached back and squeezed those permanently spread ass cheeks of hers with a huge grin on his tusked face.
 
Chassan had no such tusks, but she did have a very piggish face. Each time Chad thrusted up into her cunt, she let out a quiet piggish snort. That belch of his was so disgusting, and so rude, yet her body acted against her, and let out a belch in response to his. She told herself this was all wrong, a mortal fucking an angel. If the higher ups knew about this...
A brief orgasm distracted her from her train of thought. She took in Chad's musky, disgusting scent, his huge boar cock, and the disgusting squelching noises of his cock in her vagina, and slapping of their bellies and her tits. She couldn't hold back anymore, and after a squeal, she found that now stretched vagina of hers hugged that cock.
 
Moments after Chassan orgasmed, Chad couldn't hold himself back at her squeal. His huge boar cock came, and pumped wave after wave of cum in her stretched hairy vagina. Her squeeze made it feel just so much better, and gave her more of his seed. "S-say it!" Chad said, with a hard thrust.
 
"I...I'm your sow!" Chassan called out, with another loud piggish squeal. She loathed what was going on, but at the same time, she loved it. The boar had finally found his mate, and his mate...was her.
 
Months later...
 
Chassan sat in her recliner. Her paunch belly and five pairs of tits hung out openly in front of her, while her legs were spread and revealed her blonde hairy cunt, while her constantly exposed large donut asshole sat back against the couch. She looked like she had gained a good 100 pounds more after spending time with Chad, but it wasn't ALL fat...in fact...
 
Five small pigs ran across the living room, chasing each other in a game of tag of sorts. Each pig had some human traits, such as hands and feet, but they all had pig snouts, pig ears, and each of them were quite fat.
 
"Quit running around the house!" Chassan called out with an angry snort as those kids ran off into the kitchen. She let out a small sigh, and rubbed her belly. She could feel a kick from more children, all thanks to Chad's fertile cock. She stretched her arms and legs, and she would have stretched her wings, but they were long since gone. She had lost her job as an angel. It wasn't because she failed to find Chad a sow, it was because SHE was the sow for him, and that her job would just get in the way of true love. She still hated to admit his stench and farts, as well as that hairy body of his turned her on, but her body was a lot like his, just in a female shape.
 
Chad walked into the living room from the direction the children ran from. He smiled at Chassan, and rubbed her greasy belly. "They'll stop running eventually. Just got to keep fattening them up, feed them properly." Chad gave her a kiss on Chassan's thick lips. "When the kids are in bed, care to have some more fun? It's not like you can get pregnant while you're already pregnant." Chad reached up and squeezed those bright red swollen nipples of Chassan's. Hints of milk dropped from the tit he squeezed. Chad then belched loudly, and rudely, right in front of Chassan's face.
 
Chassan was used to his gas by now. There was something about the way he unleashed gas in front of her was so...hot. She would never admit it, but the blush on her face was a dead giveaway. "Yeah..." Chassan replied quietly, and let out a small moan that sounded very much like a long pig squeal when her tit was held. "I'd...I'd like that." She kissed Chad right back on the lips.
She missed her life as an angel, but at the same time...she wouldn't trade her new life for anything else.
