“Yeah, look at that little piggy cock. We can go ahead and shrink those balls right on up there too, because we both know a hog like you won’t have much use for those anymore, isn’t that right?”
“No! Please–” Jack shouted, but it turned into a squeal as the man’s hand started crushing his sack, squeezing his nuts tighter and tighter until he released them, and all the evidence that remained of them were two grape sized protrusions right under his inch long cock. The man started smacking them, and Jack found them to be just as sensitive, even if they were smaller, and he started grunting in pain, struggling against the ropes tying him to the bed, trying to look over the belly he’d sprouted not too long ago to see what the man had done to him.
“Yeah, I like hearing you grunt, Hog, that’s real sexy. You like being Daddy’s hogboy, don’t you?”
Jack shook his head weakly, soaked in sweat. It wasn’t supposed to be like this! He’d just wanted a little roleplay, a little dirty talk, but this had gone too far, way, way too far. “Please, change me back, I *snort* don’t wanna be a hog, please…”
“You sure boy?” the man said, slipped his fingers a bit lower, and he pressed them against Jack’s hole. He squealed, but the man forced his way inside him, one finger and then two, and it felt…fuck, it felt so damn good, Jack couldn’t even really explain it. The man fingered him for a while, and Jack found himself getting closer and closer to climax without even touching his cock, until he exploded–or at least, it felt like an explosion to him. His cock dribbled a little cum, but Jack was squealing and moaning and grunting on the bed, his mind assaulted by pleasure the likes of which he had never experienced before.
When the orgasm began to wane, Jack just stared dumbly at the man, trying to put his head together, but all of his thoughts seemed to be running slower than before. “You…what did you do to me?”
“Hog, you’re drooling like an idiot. Looks like you blew those brains of yours apart a bit with that one–can’t wait to see what happens when you cum while I’m fucking you–probably won’t even be able to speak after that one.”
Jack shook his head, but the man untied his arms and legs. Jack went to run, but he was too weak and sluggish, and the man pinned him down again. “Hog, you’re gonna take my cock–you can either take it looking like this, or I can blow you up so big you’ll never leave this bed again. It’s your choice.”
Jack whimpered, but he got up on the bed, his belly spreading out underneath him, while the man lubed up his cock. He…he could take it. He just wouldn’t cum, that would be easy, right? Turns out, the man was a better fucker than Jack even knew–and within ten minutes, he’d brought Jack to three more anal orgasms, each one tearing his mind apart more and more, until by the end, Jack wasn’t even there anymore. It was just the man’s stupid, drooling, obedient Hogboy now–and that’s all he’d ever be now.
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