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Did I mention he's a pot-bellied pig?

Well, after noticing one of his farmer owners dropping a weird looking water bottle into his pen, he can't help but be a little curious...", "writing": "Luther grunted and ate his slop. He'd grown to quite a nice size in the muddy old pen, and he was fairly content, for a pig. The only thing he didn't particularly like was Fenner. The young farmer liked to strike Luther and the other pigs with a switch on his way to the feed trough, and he didn't really appreciate it.\n\nHe also missed his friends. Every once in a while, they disappeared. One day, Sherlock was in the pen, rooting around and snorting, and the next, he was gone, with no explanation. Luther dug in at the trough, but he had to wonder where his friends kept going. At least each time a young boar disappeared, he was replaced quickly.\n\nLuther also liked when the sows came into heat. His female pig-friends were even better recreation, but they only stayed around for about three days. Still, the games they wanted to play were [i]especially[/i] fun.\n\nIn the last two months, a new person had been hanging around: a young woman named Crystal. She was even [i]more[/i] annoying than Fenner. She just dawdled around at the fence and never even fed Luther. She liked to bother the man, but Fenner didn't send her away. For some reason, he seemed to like her.\n\nLuther couldn't understand them, but the words still went through his ears and stuck in his brain.\n\n\"Come on, let's go to town. This farm is so [b][i]boring[/i][/b]!''\n\nFenner groaned. \"Look, I don't like farming any more than you, but it makes some money, and I don't see [i]you[/i] working!''\n\nShe laughed. \"[i]You're[/i] my full-time job.''\n\n\"If that's true, then you're sleepin' on the job.''\n\nCrystal tittered, her mammaries bouncing up and down. \"Sleeping with you [i]is[/i] the job.''\n\nFenner smirked. \"That explains why I spend so much on you.''\n\nIt took Luther a while to recognize what Fenner saw in the woman. Eventually, the pig's sniffer realized that Crystal was his [i]sow[/i], and it all became clear. He couldn't help but feel a little jealous that Fenner got to stay with his sow every day. The oddest thing was that every few days, Crystal would leave the house with water leaking from her eyes, and her face looked puffy and red. Sometimes, she'd get a bruise or two. Luther didn't know what was going on in that house!\n\nThe adolescent boar with him was called Grantham the day that everything changed. Fenner was walking toward the pens with a bottle in his hands, grumbling. \"Twenty-five dollars for [i]health water?[/i]''\n\nHe'd heard the humans grunting loudly at each other through the walls of the house, and at first he'd suspected they were breeding again, but the man was still oinking angrily outside. \"This shit isn't good enough for the [i]pigs![/i]'' With that, he uncorked the bottle and poured half of it out in the mud beside the drinking trough.\n\nThinking better of wasting it all, he sighed and corked the bottle, tossing it at the barn where it landed with a [i]thud[/i]. \"I swear, sometimes, that [i]bitch[/i] has no sense.''\n\nHe was supposed to [i]feed[/i] Luther, and the pig grunted when the man turned and walked back to the house without a second glance at the slop feeder. Luther tromped over to the odd smelling liquid even now leaking into the mud and gave it a lick. It didn't smell too terribly, and the pig was willing to try anything different. \n\nHe lapped it up quickly, but the taste wasn't anything special. He glared at Fenner's back, stomach grumbling. This wasn't right! But glaring and grunting had no effect on the man, who walked right back into the house.\n\nThat's when he began to feel sick. He'd been sick before, and retched and lost his lunch every now and again. The feeling wasn't much worse, but he didn't [i]feel[/i] like he had to vomit... and it wasn't just his stomach. His legs tingled and his tail twitched, and before he knew what was happening, he was changing. His light white hair faded away, though his skin maintained the same color. [i]Odd[/i], he thought.\n\nEven weirder was the thought. Random thoughts had always ran through his mind before, but never staying there; never... [i]materializing[/i]. [i]This is...new...[/i] he realized, legs stretching out in front of him. In just a few moments, he was sprawled out in the mud, feeling surprisingly cold in his new skin. Everything was so... alien to Luther. He no longer had hundreds of pounds of fat surrounding him. In fact, he had barely any on his body. His stubby legs lengthened out exponentially into enormous limbs, that bent at the halfway point, and his tiny feet were replaced with long, spindly extremities that flexed and clenched. Finally, Luther looked down to see his penis... only to realize that for the first time in his life, he [i]could[/i] see his penis. He had no idea what it looked like before, but he knew it was covered by warm skin and a long, corkscrew tip that he enjoyed slamming into sows on their occasional visits. This was cold, tiny, shriveled. Admittedly thicker, with an acorn sized head, but he already missed his old equipment.\n\nUneasily, Luther slowly rose to his new feet, and everything was much, much farther down than usual. Grantham looked [i]tiny[/i]. While he enjoyed the mud coating his skin, he strangely felt the urge to wipe it off. Where was that? Luther shakily walked over to the hose that he'd seen Fenner use a thousand times before. [i]So [/i]that's[i] what this does[/i], he thought to himself, turning on the stream and wiping the mud off his body.\n\nOnce he was clean, he thought about what had happened. There was no doubt about it - he was a human now, and after a hard think, he realized it must have been that liquid that did it. Becoming more used to standing upright, he walked over to the bottle and picked it up. [i]This might be useful[/i].\n\nHiding the bottle beside the trough, he disregarded Grantham and looked at the big house. He'd never been inside before. He glanced at the pen full of sows to his left, wondering if any of them were in heat, before he heard yelling and screaming from the house yet again. To his right, he saw the locked shed where all his friends had been taken but never come out of.\n\n\"Hmm,'' he said, using an inflection he finally understood after years of hearing Fenner say it. For the second time in his uneventful life, Luther was stricken with curiosity. His first endeavor granted him an entirely new body and seemingly a smarter brain to match. It stood to reason that he can only be rewarded following his inquisitiveness a second time.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Luther grunted and ate his slop. He'd grown to quite a nice size in the muddy old pen, and he was fairly content, for a pig. The only thing he didn't particularly like was Fenner. The young farmer liked to strike Luther and the other pigs with a switch on his way to the feed trough, and he didn't really appreciate it.

He also missed his friends. Every once in a while, they disappeared. One day, Sherlock was in the pen, rooting around and snorting, and the next, he was gone, with no explanation. Luther dug in at the trough, but he had to wonder where his friends kept going. At least each time a young boar disappeared, he was replaced quickly.

Luther also liked when the sows came into heat. His female pig-friends were even better recreation, but they only stayed around for about three days. Still, the games they wanted to play were especially fun.

In the last two months, a new person had been hanging around: a young woman named Crystal. She was even more annoying than Fenner. She just dawdled around at the fence and never even fed Luther. She liked to bother the man, but Fenner didn't send her away. For some reason, he seemed to like her.

Luther couldn't understand them, but the words still went through his ears and stuck in his brain.

"Come on, let's go to town. This farm is so boring!''

Fenner groaned. "Look, I don't like farming any more than you, but it makes some money, and I don't see you working!''

She laughed. "You're my full-time job.''

"If that's true, then you're sleepin' on the job.''

Crystal tittered, her mammaries bouncing up and down. "Sleeping with you is the job.''

Fenner smirked. "That explains why I spend so much on you.''

It took Luther a while to recognize what Fenner saw in the woman. Eventually, the pig's sniffer realized that Crystal was his sow, and it all became clear. He couldn't help but feel a little jealous that Fenner got to stay with his sow every day. The oddest thing was that every few days, Crystal would leave the house with water leaking from her eyes, and her face looked puffy and red. Sometimes, she'd get a bruise or two. Luther didn't know what was going on in that house!

The adolescent boar with him was called Grantham the day that everything changed. Fenner was walking toward the pens with a bottle in his hands, grumbling. "Twenty-five dollars for health water?''

He'd heard the humans grunting loudly at each other through the walls of the house, and at first he'd suspected they were breeding again, but the man was still oinking angrily outside. "This shit isn't good enough for the pigs!'' With that, he uncorked the bottle and poured half of it out in the mud beside the drinking trough.

Thinking better of wasting it all, he sighed and corked the bottle, tossing it at the barn where it landed with a thud. "I swear, sometimes, that bitch has no sense.''

He was supposed to feed Luther, and the pig grunted when the man turned and walked back to the house without a second glance at the slop feeder. Luther tromped over to the odd smelling liquid even now leaking into the mud and gave it a lick. It didn't smell too terribly, and the pig was willing to try anything different.

He lapped it up quickly, but the taste wasn't anything special. He glared at Fenner's back, stomach grumbling. This wasn't right! But glaring and grunting had no effect on the man, who walked right back into the house.

That's when he began to feel sick. He'd been sick before, and retched and lost his lunch every now and again. The feeling wasn't much worse, but he didn't feel like he had to vomit... and it wasn't just his stomach. His legs tingled and his tail twitched, and before he knew what was happening, he was changing. His light white hair faded away, though his skin maintained the same color. Odd, he thought.

Even weirder was the thought. Random thoughts had always ran through his mind before, but never staying there; never... materializing. This is...new... he realized, legs stretching out in front of him. In just a few moments, he was sprawled out in the mud, feeling surprisingly cold in his new skin. Everything was so... alien to Luther. He no longer had hundreds of pounds of fat surrounding him. In fact, he had barely any on his body. His stubby legs lengthened out exponentially into enormous limbs, that bent at the halfway point, and his tiny feet were replaced with long, spindly extremities that flexed and clenched. Finally, Luther looked down to see his penis... only to realize that for the first time in his life, he could see his penis. He had no idea what it looked like before, but he knew it was covered by warm skin and a long, corkscrew tip that he enjoyed slamming into sows on their occasional visits. This was cold, tiny, shriveled. Admittedly thicker, with an acorn sized head, but he already missed his old equipment.

Uneasily, Luther slowly rose to his new feet, and everything was much, much farther down than usual. Grantham looked tiny. While he enjoyed the mud coating his skin, he strangely felt the urge to wipe it off. Where was that? Luther shakily walked over to the hose that he'd seen Fenner use a thousand times before. So that's what this does, he thought to himself, turning on the stream and wiping the mud off his body.

Once he was clean, he thought about what had happened. There was no doubt about it  -  he was a human now, and after a hard think, he realized it must have been that liquid that did it. Becoming more used to standing upright, he walked over to the bottle and picked it up. This might be useful.

Hiding the bottle beside the trough, he disregarded Grantham and looked at the big house. He'd never been inside before. He glanced at the pen full of sows to his left, wondering if any of them were in heat, before he heard yelling and screaming from the house yet again. To his right, he saw the locked shed where all his friends had been taken but never come out of.

"Hmm,'' he said, using an inflection he finally understood after years of hearing Fenner say it. For the second time in his uneventful life, Luther was stricken with curiosity. His first endeavor granted him an entirely new body and seemingly a smarter brain to match. It stood to reason that he can only be rewarded following his inquisitiveness a second time.

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