How long had it been, weeks, months? John lost track of time. He sat in his empty home with his feet up on the sofa. He had the same short blonde hair, blue eyes, though he had become a bit chubbier, and his house had become slightly messier.

While John's house was big enough to fit a family in it, he was currently alone with a simple white shirt and black jeans. He had a wife, but at this point he may as well have not had one. He slept alone in his large bed now while what 'WAS' his wife slept with Frank.

Frank. John loathed the name of that man, the man who stole his wife in a game, a simple game of poker. He couldn't believe that the man won the game purely by luck alone, yet John couldn't prove otherwise. He remembered that day so long ago when the three of them played poker, and Annie was turned into a slobbish pig, almost literally so. Annie had the nose of a pig, tusks, multiple tits, and just generally a pig anthro, a very disgusting pig anthro at that.

After the game had finished that night, Annie and Frank had left to Frank's place. Annie came back on occasion, but it was most never for John. Annie had taken more and more of her things to Frank's, and it was only a matter of time before Annie and John divorced, and John damn well knew it. He was in a state of depression, but he also knew he couldn't let his wife go without doing something about it, so he had concocted a plan of sorts.

A pickup truck pulled up to John's house. The door opened to reveal a woman pig, Annie. She had long red hair, and she was covered in body hair, while not as much as a man, she had a treasure trove that went down to her cunt, hair on her armpits, a piggish face, many tits, and she smelled strongly of musk. She wore multiple red tops over each of her massive tits that, while it hid skin, did very little to hide her nipples. Annie opened up the door with her keys, and let out a loud snort. "Frank accepts your offer, let's go, he's waiting." She called out. Annie had a shirt, but no pants, just underwear. She was unable to wear pants thanks to that poker game so long ago. She constantly revealed her pubic hair and bulging camel toe that way too.

John faintly smiled when he heard Annie. He knew that Annie did not care for him nearly as much now, especially since he couldn't satisfy her many...urges in bed, and that he couldn't even stand to be near her stench, but Frank accepted his offer, and that's all he needed. He got up, grabbed his things, put on his shoes, and walked out with the fat pig woman to the pickup truck, where just almost as piggish of a man was driving it, the man named Frank.

Frank was a boarish man, though not as piggish as Annie. He measured 6'9 in height and weighed heavily, just about as much as Annie. He had a pig snout and tusks, and just as hairy like Annie, and he smelled just as foul as she did. He lacked the many tits that Annie had, but he had a massive fat belly, and a huge bulge which he didn't even try to hide.

John recognized Frank all too well. Despite everything that had happened at home with John losing so badly to Frank, he still had to work with the guy and get rides from him on occasion. It was nothing short of humiliating to get a ride from the guy who would literally take your wife away from you and fuck her, but John had a plan today. He wasn't going to attack Frank or Annie, violence solved nothing, but he had another plan instead. John hopped in the truck and was sandwiched between Frank and Annie. The smell of the two of them was enough to gag, but John endured.

"So, you're really up for this huh, after how badly you lost last time?" Frank asked with a laugh. He didn't wait for an answer. With a loud rumble, the truck began to move away from John's house.

"You might be surprised." John replied with his arms crossed. He breathed through his mouth as he tried to avoid touching either of their oily bodies, but it was anything but easy. He could feel Frank's hairy brutish arm, and Annie's not quite as hairy, but still disgusting arm. "And I want the same rules as before." He paused. "Assuming Annie approves of it."

Annie let out a loud inhuman snort. "Yeah sure, NOW you fucking ask me." She said with a tone of annoyance in her voice. "Yeah sure, what the fuck ever I approve, bet my body or your body, whatever you like."

"And Franks body as well?" John turned to Frank with a small smirk.

Frank rolled his eyes as he drove. "Yeah, whatever, I'm sure you 'practiced' on your stupid poker game. Let's see how much you've improved." He let out a loud rude snort, and a deep bass rumbling fart.

Annie giggled when she heard Frank's fart, and responded with one of her own with a huge grin on her face.

John just knew this was going to be a long night. He could only hope his strategy worked.

The three drove off to Frank's place instead of John's. While Frank definitely made more money, he still lived in a trailer park, although he had a house planted in the trailer park. The house was in the back of the park, and it looked no better off than the rest of the trailers that surrounded it. In fact, it looked worse. The grass had grown to a good foot plus long, trees haphazardly grew around the back and sides of the house, and there were plenty of pieces of trash that littered the ground. Frank's house looked almost like a kind of house that would have been condemned, yet he pulled up his car to it, and got out with Annie as if it were no big deal. "Here we are."

John had never been to Frank's place. He didn't want to admit out loud that it just looked so stereotypical of a place in a trailer park. The other houses didn't look nearly as bad in condition as Frank's though, and it made him wonder what made Frank so special about it. He didn't ask such a question out loud though, he just followed him inside, and he was greeted with a messy house that smelled like a combination of dead fish, onions, and backed up toilets, with just a hint of sex in a back alley. The interior was just as messy as the exterior, minus grass and plus stained carpeting.

"We cleaned up a little bit before your arrival." Frank said with a snort as he walked over to a back table that had been wiped clean with the contents of that table just tossed haphazardly to the floor below. "Come, have a seat, let's get right down to the betting. Annie can get us a couple of pizzas delivered."

Annie giggled as she grabbed the phone from the kitchen located near the table. "I'll get us six pizzas this time. Maybe John will be able to have a slice." She teased.

John had cared about Annie, but since Annie had become a piggish creature, her personality had changed so much. He was determined to win her back, and humiliate Frank in the process. "Yeah, that's fine with me." John said as he took a seat in an empty metal folding chair. He didn't care how disgusting the house was. He didn't care how the smell was so horrible, or that he had stepped in a very wet brown spot of questionable substance. He was going to beat Frank at his own game. "So I want to play by Texas Hold'em style rules."

Frank let out a rude snort as he pulled out a deck of cards from...somewhere on his person. He shuffled the cards in his hairy greasy hands, and set them down on the center of the table. "Whatever style you want, I'll still end up the winner. Go ahead, make the first bet, we do have to have a...blind after all."

John looked back over at Annie as he grabbed the top of the deck. He could just barely see Annie's ass crack, and a very tiny piggish tail above that. With a grip tight enough to hold onto the otherwise greasy cards, John split the deck. "Annie loses her pig nose."

"Well I'd say that's one of her defining features!" John snorted loudly. "She's already the perfect pig. She can't wear pants, she's got so many tits and she's super fat, and super vulgar and loves men like me." Frank didn't even care if Annie heard him, it was all true. "So there is so little to change about her...but YOU..." Frank grinned wickedly at John. "YOU will get a pig nose if you lose this hand. Let's begin." Frank turned back to Annie. "Come deal the damn cards!"

Annie waddled over and helped herself to a seat between John and Frank. "Doesn't this feel fucking familiar?" she said with a roll of her eyes, and an inhuman snort. "Except wait, I'm already a fucking brutish pig, and thanks to Frank, I love it!" she dealt two cards to John and Frank.

"After this game you'll be back to normal." John frowned at Annie. "I swear it. I can't apologize enough for how I pulled you into that mess at first." John took a look at his cards, and then glared angrily at Frank.

Frank took a look at his own two cards, and let out a snort. "Come on then, let's have that...whatever the hell it's called. The flop? River? Whatever. Maybe we should get Annie in on this, you know she can't say no to a bet, no matter how bad her cards are."

Annie dealt three cards face up. "Dammit Frank, that's your fault and you know it you piece of shit." She sounded rude about it, but at the same time, it also sounded as if she just didn't care at the same time.

Frank looked at the three cards dealt, and then at his own. "I check." He crossed his hairy arms over his massive belly.

John had picked this style of poker, not just because one could make more bets during the game, but because he had learned two of the biggest things about poker, when to call, and when to bluff. If John could pull off a half decent hand, he could bluff his way to victory, and regardless of the two cards he had, he kept the serious look on his face. "And remove her pig tail too." He raised.

Frank glanced over at Annie, and then at John. "Fine, only if you grow one." He snorted. The next card was then put face up between the two of them.

John glanced up at Frank, and then down at the cards. He raised his eyes back up at Frank, and he stared to search for any sort of tell that he might have. He saw Frank's piggish nose drip a greenish mucus. Sweat dribbled down from his armpits so hairy that John could make out the hair even when his pits were closed. Frank's eyes had the exact same glare that they always had, although he noticed that those eyes kept looking back and forth at Annie. "Check." John tapped the table.

The hand finished and John revealed that he had two jacks compared to Frank's seven and five. The cards on the table were not nearly enough to make up for Frank's bad hand. It was just like that, John had won a round of poker against Frank, and the changes on Annie begun, or rather, fixing the changes that were already on her.

Annie's nose tilted downward and shrank back to its original size, and her tail behind her vanished. Annie crossed her eyes to look at her nose, no longer round and piggish, but small and cute compared to the rest of her hairy smelly body. "What the fuck?" she looked over at John, unsure about what to say. She had been transformed for what felt like years that she had gotten used to her new piggish body. She hadn't expected it to ever get fixed!

John smiled faintly at Annie. "I can't apologize enough for what happened to you that fateful night Annie. The only thing I can think of doing is to try to win you back, step by step."

"A lucky hand, but a lucky hand and nothing more." Frank snorted loudly and rudely. He took the cards into his own hands, but before he dealt them, John raised up his hand in a stop motion.

"Annie should be the one to deal them every round. She isn't participating, she can't rig the deck in either of our favors." John spoke with a serious tone, and just with as serious of an expression.

Frank couldn't keep her eyes off of Annie. She looked so bizarre with her much more normal face while the rest of her body was absolutely that of a swine. "Fine, you heard the man." Frank slid the deck to Annie. He didn't care if the cards split off from the top of the deck or not when he slid them.

Annie took the cards, and she dealt out the next two to John and Frank. She wasn't sure who to cheer for at this point. She knew Frank had turned her into a disgusting pig, and she loved it, but she had a strong feeling it was because Frank made her so. At the same time, John put her into this mess in the first place.

"Now I'll make the first bet." Frank took a look down at his two cards, and then he put them back face down on the table without a single change in his expression. "Of course thanks to YOU, now she has imperfections, but let's keep it simple and add an extra 50 pounds to Annie."

John studied Frank's face. He didn't want to admit it, but Frank had a damn good poker face. "And mine is to take away her vulgar language."

"I almost want to say that's worth two transformations." Frank crossed his hairy arms. "But whatever, I call."

The first three cards were put down onto the table, and John remained silent. He didn't want to even think about the two cards he had, just the ones he had were decent, but not the best. There was something about Frank's bet that felt off though.

"Add the pig nose and tail back, nice and drippy." Frank said as he added on to his previous bet.

"Take away her pig feet. In fact, any other pig features she might have. Let's have her be back to a normal human." John didn't change his own emotion as he stared at Frank.

"...call." Frank said with a simple roll of his eyes.

The hand finished, and John had won yet again, but this time with a pair of threes. Frank had Ace high.

Annie was shocked about those changes. She didn't have shoes on, she just revealed her bare piggish feet, but suddenly, her pig feet cracked open to reveal normal human feet underneath, though hairy thanks to other changes. The remaining few pig features on Annie vanished, and she was soon a fat, greasy, gassy human. "I'm...more normal?" Annie said in disbelief, not even swearing when she spoke like she had been cursed to do so much before. "John?" her mind had likely been tampered with thanks to Frank, but the more human she became, the more she realized how much she really did care about John. The two made their mistakes, but marriage was never perfect.

John nodded at Annie. "You're going to be back to normal before you know it, and HE is going to be the one paying for it!"

Frank snorted loudly and rudely once more. "We'll see who will be paying for what. John, I can tell you studied poker, and you studied it well. There is far more to poker than just knowing when to call and when to fold though. Luck is a very important aspect. No amount of bluffing in the world will save you from the man who has a full house."

"I remember what you said about betting luck though when we first met." John replied. "We can't bet luck. I also know what I did. I made a lot of stupid bets, bets I regret. I've come to right that wrong."

"Oh don't sound like a fucking damn hero, we all know for shit heroes don't really exist." Frank said with another piggish snort. "And you are about to learn that not all tales end the way you want." His head shot over to Annie. "The next hand. Deal it."

Annie nodded at Frank with a look of fear on her face. "John...have you ever asked what I wanted instead of making all of these bets?" she asked as she shuffled the greasy cards, and dealt two cards each to John and Frank.

"I know he screwed up with your mind." John replied to Annie. "I think we need to get you back to normal, then it'd be safe for you to decide what you want."

"This is EXACTLY the kind of shit that got you in trouble in the first place, John my boy." Frank said with a deep chuckle. "You're changing her without asking. You know she has had MANY different chances to try to change back with me, right? It wouldn't be hard. Fuck, we wouldn't even need to play poker, but no, she's learned to live and love her new form, haven't you Annie?" Frank turned to Annie lustfully.

"Neither of you two give a shit what I want, you just want what YOU want." Annie muttered. Her vulgar language had been taken away, but she was angry. She let loose a fart without a care in the world about it. "You both just want to make your ideal woman out of me. John, you want some 40 year old housewife who cooks and cleans with a healthy sex drive, and Frank, you want a slob pig of a woman who can't control her own farts and belches, and you BOTH want me to love it, but neither of you ask what I want here and now."

Both John and Frank were taken aback by Annie's sudden change of tone. Frank didn't seem to care quite that much, but John had a concerned look on his face.
John wasn't sure if Annie was thinking straight, but at the same time, Annie had a point. He didn't want to keep controlling her. He also had no idea how far the changes had truly gone within her. "Okay Annie, what do you want then?" John asked. "Would you be happy if I stopped this game?"

Annie grabbed the two cards John had, and pulled them in front of her. "If we're betting bodily changes, then it's MY turn. I felt like some sort of side character last time. Now it's your turn to feel the same John. You helped mold me into the big beast that I am. Now you're going to watch as I play and let things unfold."

John opened his mouth to speak out against it, but he wasn't sure what to say. He didn't want to say it was a bad idea, but at the same time, he knew exactly the things that could go wrong.

"You're sure you want to play against me?" Frank raised a brow at Annie. Even he was surprised by her sudden change in demeanor. Maybe John had changed more of Annie than he had realized, or her body changing again just clicked something inside of her. "All three of us were playing last time, for the most part."

"I can defend for myself with my own changes you handsome son of a bitch." Annie responded firmly. It was clear that she still had feelings for him, likely thanks to the mental changes she had still been afflicted with. She let out a belch, and looked down at herself. "Let's start by getting rid of all of this fucking body hair. It would be nice not to be so hairy that men are jealous of how much I have." She had armpit hair, pubic hair, even hair that stuck out from her ass crack.

Frank stroked his fat multiple chins for a moment. "Very well then." He looked over to John, and grinned wickedly. "I'll bet to add...say...50 pounds to John's frame."

John looked down at his body. He was slightly chubby, but as an American, that was pretty average. He was fatter than Annie used to be, but not by much. "Why me?"

Frank didn't even bother to give John an answer. He just crossed his arms at Annie. "So, what do you bet?"

Annie had to give it some thought. She still had the affliction where she had a gambling addiction and she hated it, but here, she thought about using it to her advantage. "John gets a pig nose and a pig tail."

"HEY!" It was a 'lose-lose' for John. No matter who won, John would have transformed in some manner. "Annie, what's going on?!"

"You're going to find out what it's like to be in the passenger seat John. I may have tried to help myself change back at one point with you, but I know the main reason I couldn't stop betting was all because of you. So sit back and watch what happens when you're not in control of your bets and transformations."

Even Frank had to admit how surprised he was by Annie's behavior, but he couldn't help but chuckle. "He never did remove those...other traits about you though. You know about your gambling problem, yet you're willing to try to gamble to fix it?"

"The choice is made and the bets are done." She glared to John. "Are you going to help with the cards, or am I doing this myself?"

"H-hey, it's only fair that I get on the betting too." John had to think of something to try to fix Annie's mixed emotions. He could tell that she cared more about Frank than she did him. It hadn't been that long that she was forced to live with Frank, even if she was a greasy gassy woman now, he knew it could all be fixed, he just needed a chance.

"It's too complicated to have three people." Frank snorted rudely. "Besides, you had a few rounds of betting without Annie, let's give the girl a few shots with her luck."

Annie smiled faintly at Frank. She still had a boiling hatred for him, but she couldn't deny that she still found him so attractive. He was disgusting, he was hairy, he was smelly, and she loved it. "Exactly John, I'm...impressed at what you were able to do, but I'm sick of not being able to defend for myself. Now, enough chat, let's play poker."

The hand went swiftly as Frank didn't make any additional bets, nor did Annie. It didn't matter who won though, John was going to get altered. Sure enough, Annie ended up winning, but that was only because Frank folded at the very last round rather abruptly.

John was shocked. He was even more shocked when he took a look at Frank's cards, and realized that he had a pair of jacks, and there was another jack on the center of the table! Frank could have easily won that hand, yet he gave up. "WHY?!" John shouted as he felt his nose pull up, and a small tail sprout out from just above the crack of his ass. He had two piggish traits, and he let out a big pig snort.

"Because I thought you'd look funny with those traits." Frank chuckled at John's snort. "Heh, a shame I don't like male pigs. We got to turn you into a sow." Frank turned to Annie. "How about it? Let's turn him into a pig together!"

Annie glanced at John, and then back at Frank. "He deserves something, I can tell you that. A full blown pig might be a little much though, but he really needs to learn not to transform people without permission...or something like that."

Frank chuckled deeply. "A nearly identical clone of you should be punishment enough I would think. You might have tried to help prevent your transformation, but he is the one that made it impossible for you to say no to a bet. Speaking of which, what do you say..." Frank took the cards and shuffled them up in his hands. He placed the deck down in front of John if he wanted to be the one to shuffle them. "Want to keep playing?"

"You ask me that as if I had a choice in the matter." Annie knew she couldn't stop betting. It was a gambling addiction that was both physical AND mental. It was the sole reason she could never enter a casino again until such a thing was fixed. "I have to keep betting until I'm no longer asked, so we might as well keep fucking going."

John had a strong feeling he was going to hate the predicament he was in. Already he loathed his pig nose and tail. The changes were swift, but it didn't matter, he still had a new appearance. He looked down at the deck, and noticed the cards shined with grease. With a grimace, he shuffled as best as he could, and then set the deck down in the center. "I said I was sorry Annie. What more do I have to do to prove myself?"

"Give me back the time that I spent as a fat filthy pervert fucking Frank behind your back while you knew about it." Annie spoke calmly, but in a tone that was clearly an annoyed one. "If you can't do that, then just fuck off."

"I'm...pretty sure we took away that vulgar speech." Frank shoulder shrugged as he himself dealt Annie two cards without so much as a glance down at them. "Not that I'm complaining. It's sexy as hell."

"Shut up and let's deal...whose turn is it to bet again?" Annie looked down at the two cards she had. She wasn't nearly as good a poker player as Frank, and likely John, but her determination and seriousness was enough to keep her expression unchanged.

"I believe I bet first last time." Frank chuckled. "So go ahead, offer something, something to fix about yourself, or maybe to change about John again."

Annie looked down at herself as she released another thunderous fart without the ability to hold it in, and without the ability to care. She considered changing such things, but she was madder at John now than she was at her own body image. "Now I want him to gain an additional 100 pounds." Annie shifted in her seat to try to get her many pubic hairs readjusted. It was so itchy between her legs now, and while she felt as if she could just scratch her cunt and not care who watched, in fact, she knew she could thanks to Frank, she was still a bit mad at him just as well.

"That's a pretty significant change, don't you think?" Frank shrugged. "I'll add one in as well. Let's change John into a woman, a full-fledged woman. He loses that penis and gains a vagina, he gets some tits, a modest pair, and he basically becomes the female version of himself in short."

"No!" John shouted out loud. It was one thing to gain pig traits or some weight. It was another thing entirely to change gender. "I never did that to you Annie! If you want to bet me into some pig then that's one thing, but not a woman pig!"

Even Annie felt a bit bad over Frank's bet. "You know John, if I had the ability to turn down the bet and walk away I'd say no, but I don't have much a choice here thanks to you." Annie turned to Frank, and nodded. "Let's do this."

John didn't care what was going to happen. He reached out to grab the deck, but Frank grabbed onto John's hand and slammed it on the table as he held his wrist.

"If you even think about ruining this game, you will BOTH gain 100 pounds and become a woman. Now, that shit might happen either way, but if you want a chance to remain a man, stand back, and let the woman play for you, just like you played for her." Frank angrily glared at John.

John glared back at Frank just as angrily. There was one question that burned in the back of his head, something that went unanswered, and something that he needed to know. "Who is the one transforming people at the end of these poker games? Is it lady luck? Or is it you, Frank?"

Frank's angry glare suddenly turned into a sly smile. "It would be no fun if you knew the answer to that John. The sheer fact is if you want to end the game here and now, you're going to become a fat pig woman. Now, you might become one anyways, fuck if it's up to me, I'm going to make that happen, but if you want to give Annie a chance at winning this and you just getting fatter, I suggest you shut the hell up, take a seat, and watch."

John opened his mouth to retort, but he wasn't sure what to say. Frank had left him with so many questions, and he was still so enraged. He felt helpless. "Fine..." he muttered under his breath, and pulled back just as Frank let him go.

"Good, now...without any more damn interruptions." Frank laid down the first three cards. For the first time in the game, he slightly smiled. "I raise that John keeps all of his body hair when he transforms into a woman. Normally you won't, but there will be an exception in this case."

Annie wondered what Frank did when he smiled. He normally had such a great poker face, heck all three of them did, but the smile hinted he likely had something. Annie looked down at her own two cards and noticed there was two '7s', and while there wasn't a third 7 on the table, there was an 8, 9, and a 5 of varying suits. She knew she had to raise though, or fold and give up to make John a woman. "50 pounds taken away from my body." Annie replied. She had already thought that she didn't care about her body, but if she became thin while John became fat, then that would have been something enjoyable for her to see.

"Aw, but I know you still have a thing for fat hairy men Annie." Frank chuckled. "And I have a thing for fat hairy gassy women, you really want to disappoint me by going thinner?"

Annie went quiet for a moment. She didn't want to answer truthfully that she didn't want to upset him. She had feelings for him, not that she knew why, but she very much did. "Are you going to call or raise or what?" she said as she tried to change the subject.

"Let's re-add your pig snout and tail. I miss that cute look." Frank leaned back and spread his arms to reveal his massively hairy black armpits.

Annie knew she couldn't back out. Even if she didn't have her gambling problem, ending the match now would just end up in Frank's favor. "...call." she finished.

The next card was dealt, and Frank kept his grin. "Check."

"Check..." Annie tapped the counter.

The cards were flipped, and Frank had a straight. It was no wonder he was smiling. Annie took a deep breath, as if to say something, but she kept quiet.

John stared at the cards in dismay. He knew what was going to happen now, but he was in denial. "This game really can't change genders, can it?"

John found out the answer when he felt his own cock shrink into his body, along with his testicles. His chest grew out, and his waist pushed in, while his ass pulled out. He changed from male, to female, and while he lost his facial hair, he didn't lose his hairy arms, legs, or his now cunt as the tip of his cock head became the clit. The change was just as swift as so many other changes that had happened to Annie earlier.

In addition to John's changes, Annie also changed as she regrew her pig snout and tail. She didn't seem that concerned about it though, even as the nose dripped some snot out.

"There we go. Two lovely female pigs! Well, John looks a little manly still, but besides that." Frank chuckled. "What do you think about the name Johanne? It fits you SO much better now."

'Johanne' let out a confused snort. She still had John's old clothes on, but they didn't fit her too well. A lot of her body looked the same in fact, she was just a hairy woman with pig traits now. "A-Annie, was I THAT bad to you?!"

"Not so bad you deserved to change genders..." Annie mumbled quietly. John did not look sexy at all as a woman. Her face was feminine, but the rest of her body, aside from some curves, looked relatively unchanged. "I'm sorry too. You just...when I started changing and I knew that it was from a gambling addiction, you..."

Frank cut off Annie by the sound of shuffling cards, and he let out a loud rude snort. "If you two are done, I won't have you two bawling your eyes out. It's time for our poker game to continue."

Annie had a look of sorrow, but it was quickly replaced by one of an annoyed glare when Frank demanded attention. "Do you mind?! I'm done. I don't care what you say. I have to be the one to put the first transformation down on this next hand, and I'm not going to! I'll...I don't know, I'll duct tape my mouth shut, I'll nail my hands to the table, I'm not going to play this silly game anymore!"

Frank chuckled. "Two more hands, that's all I ask...and you don't have to start offering the transformations, I can offer the first one. Now then..." Frank took the cards, and shuffled them again. "John gains the many tits of a pig, and becomes a pig woman, just like you Annie."

Both Annie and John snorted loudly in shock. John had a strong feeling where Frank was going with that, and she shook her head rapidly. "No! That's not-"

Frank raised up his strong dirty hand in a stop motion, as if to tell John to shut up. "The transformation has been offered. If you fold and leave now, you're going to transform regardless." He put his elbows on the table. "Now, what is your offer, Annie?"

Annie looked over to John, and then back at Frank. She knew John had suffered enough. By this point, Frank was just asking to get another pig woman, and one made out of John herself. "I...I don't know. Undo my love for you?" Annie asked, although she felt confused about such things. Could such mental changes even be undone? She would still remember her feelings for him if so.

"That's fair." Frank shrugged at Annie, and dealt out the cards himself, and then the three others in front of them. "Although I wonder if I gave you a fetish for men like me...well, in either case." He chuckled at the three cards that were laid face up in front of them. "I add John gains a few hundred pounds. A bit more than you weigh Annie, but also shorter." He smiled at the thought of a shorter fatter pig, and didn't even try to hide his erection.

"You can't possibly win every single round of poker..." Annie mumbled under her breath. It just wasn't scientifically possible for Frank to have a better hand every game.

Frank chuckled. "You haven't paid attention in the previous poker game, have you? Winning is what I do. I guess you could call it enhanced luck." He joked.

"If you're the one transforming people, it wouldn't surprise me if you were rigging the deck in your favor somehow." John muttered in her high pitched feminine tone.

Sure enough, the round ended in Frank's favor, and John could feel her body change once more. Extra pairs of tits grew on John's body, beginning with the nipples, and then the milk and fat grew behind them, just as many tits as Annie had no less, but smaller in size. It wasn't just the tits that John gained though, but fat too. The pounds were piled on quickly to John as her frame filled out into a fat pig about half a foot shorter than Annie, but almost half a foot wider. Her clothes ripped from her frame to reveal her naked body, and despite trying to cover up her now exposed hairy vagina, she couldn't even reach beyond her stomach without tucking it in. "Dammit! Annie, we need to leave NOW!" John cried out.

"But we're not finished with our game yet." Frank chuckled at John. "And you look SO sexier that way. You know that even though you used to be a guy, you're just as capable of getting pregnant as Annie is? Maybe you'd like to find that out the fun way?" Frank patted his crotch with one hand, while with the other he took the cards to shuffle them.

John glared angrily at Frank. She reached out and took Annie's hand, and tried to pull her away. "Annie, we're leaving together. We'll find some way to get us changed back somehow...I don't know what, I don't know how, but we'll find someone to fix up our forms."

"You're not changing back so long as you keep losing these poker hands." Frank said out loud. "And you're not leaving until I want you to leave." He slammed down the deck, and slid two cards in Annie's direction, and two in his. "John will gain a fetish and love big brutish men like myself if I win this hand." He announced his bet before either Annie or John had a chance to leave.

John froze as she continued to hold onto Annie's hand. She heard the bet, but she couldn't believe it. She glanced at Annie, and then at Frank.

Annie wished she could have been surprised by the bet. She still had feelings for Frank thanks to that bet the first time. Even if Annie and John ran off now, they would still have feelings for Frank, feelings they could never escape from, no matter how hard they tried. "John...we don't really have much of a choice. Nothing is going to be able to fix us like this." She said with a soft snort.

John wanted to speak out against what Annie said, she wanted to say there definitely had to be some sort of way, but the bet with Frank was already made. John was a hairy fat pig girl, and besides not being gassy, she resembled Annie in many ways, just that her body hair was darker, and she was rounder and shorter. "We have to fight this Annie, we can do it."

Annie looked over to Frank's massive Grin, and then she looked back to John. "I'm sorry John." Annie grimaced at Frank. "Let us leave this damned cursed poker game without any more bets. That is what I am betting."

Frank nodded. "That does sound like a pretty big bet, so on top of John loving me, she will also become gassy too. Let's get a pair of lovely female pigs!" Frank flipped over the next card, and crossed his arms over his massively hairy chest. He looked at the now four cards on the table with a frown, and tapped the table. "Check."

Check? Annie thought to herself. Just a few hands ago Frank was so sure of himself and so confident. In a matter of one card flip, his demeanor changed. The cards on the table didn't look like anything special. There was an ace, a jack, an 8, and a 4. Annie looked down at her two cards and saw she had another ace, as well as a 4. Two pair would have been hard to beat, especially with ace high. She inspected Frank's face and almost saw a grimace from it. Is he like...anti bluffing? She thought to herself. A fart from her ass distracted her as she tried to think about what to do. "Turn John back to male." She betted.

John felt as if a weight had been lifted off of her shoulders. Had Annie truly forgiven her? She wasn't sure what she could do to be so grateful to her. She half wanted to hug Annie, but with her naked hairy body, she doubted it would feel pleasant for the two of them. Well, maybe pleasant for Annie as she had a fetish for such bodies thanks to Frank, but John knew he wouldn't like it. She still loved Annie, even if she was a brutish pig and she couldn't deal with the body hair, but it was on what was the inside that counted.

"Really?" Frank raised a brow with a rude snort. "Pah...now I have to think of something else to add...." Frank stroked his hairy chin as he glanced over both pig women. "Physically I have almost everything I could ask for...mentally however..." Frank grinned wickedly. "You two will have a compulsion to do whatever I say without hesitation."

Annie knew it was already too late to back out of the bet. "....fine." she said after a short delay, and then flipped over the last card. It was another ace! Annie knew she had an excellent hand, and she noticed that Frank still wasn't smiling. She wasn't sure if this was a sign she should push her luck or not, but she wasn't sure how much worse things could get if Frank bet more. So long as John and Annie could get away from him, surely they could find a way to revert their changes, or at the very least, learn to deal with them. 
"Check."

"Check." Frank replied, and just like that, the hand was over. Annie flipped over her cards, and then John flipped over his...

Where Annie had a full house, Frank had a full house too, but with an eight high instead of an ace. Frank had won the bet, and the changes began to kick in. Annie wouldn't notice her changes until given a command, but John would not be so lucky.

John stared at the two hands in disbelief. She was convinced that Frank was a cheater. Frank cheated to get the hands he wanted to get the transformations he wanted. There was simply nothing else that John could think of to come up with a different answer. John released a thunderous fart without even feeling the sensation from her hairy ass, and then she felt herself grow damp from the fart. "D-dammit..." John muttered.

"John." Frank said in a sing-song delighted tone with his deep voice. "Look up at me."

John didn't want to. She wanted to tell Frank 'fuck you' but then she just knew Frank would take that literally. One of the many changes kicked in, and John found herself look up right at Frank. It wasn't that John wanted to look at Frank, it was that the compulsion made her do it. As she looked at Frank, she could feel her heart pound heavier. John was straight as an arrow. She liked beautiful women. Well, she had a secret fetish, but she never talked openly about it, either way, one thing she knew she hated was fat disgusting men that smelled like rotting onions, and Frank fit that bill perfectly. Now, as John stared at Frank, she felt her body fill with similar emotions that she would have had for Annie.

Annie looked to John, and then she looked at Frank. Annie still had feelings for Frank, but now she knew that John had those same feelings, the feelings for love, and although unwanted, could not be prevented.

Frank smiled widely at the two. "Two big beautiful gassy smelly hairy pig women, everything a man could ask for. Now, I've already fucked Annie, plenty of times as a matter of fact. Let's break you in John. Turn around and show me your hairy piggy pussy." Frank let out a gassy belch, and then he turned to Annie. "You are going to watch, and you are going to be very turned on by it. You are almost going to be jealous in fact, because YOU want my cock too."

John couldn't control her body any more. She hopped off of her chair, turned around, and spread her massive fat hairy ass. She felt so humiliated that she was presenting herself, and she was so unclean too. Sure, as a man she was hairy, but now a hairy woman was just humiliating to her, more than if she had been changed into a woman that wasn't hairy. "S-stop this!" She said with a belch of her own. She felt an uncontrollable arousal between her legs, and the smell of her own musk.

Annie stared wide eyed. It was obvious what Frank's intention was, but she couldn't do anything to stop him. She was ordered to watch, and watch she had. She felt herself grow hot from arousal, and also a sense of jealousy. This wasn't just like before, now it was so much worse. Not only did Frank give Annie feelings of love that she couldn't escape from, now he could control her thoughts, her actions, and possibly more.

Frank hopped off his chair and got behind John. He rubbed that fat blubbery ass on John's womanly body, and grinned. "You're going to love this John. You're going to want me in you, and you're going to enjoy it. You're going to feel so empty once I'm done, but...you'll also feel full inside. Full of little piglets."

One round of sex later...

Frank sat on the messy stained brown couch with Annie on one of his sides, and John on another. Both Annie and Frank resembled two big fat pig girls, and both let out gassy farts at the same time with huge grins on their faces as they looked up to Frank. It was clear that Frank had done some more changes, likely during sex, but neither Annie nor John could remember, or care. Or at the very least, be able to express that they did care. The two hadn't gone through any more physical changes, but as they cuddled up against Frank's massive hairy disgusting body with their own naked, hairy, gassy, smelly bodies, they had definitely gone through some more mental changes, likely far too many to ever be reversed easily.
It was clear who the winner of that poker night was, and Frank was likely to retire from poker for quite some time after now obtaining not one, but two beautiful boar beauties. 
