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Sophie was happy to be chosen to be a taster for a new gin. As the package arrived with the bottle she read the “will call after for thoughts” entered the detail on her phone and poured a glass ignoring the detail about no more than one in 24 hours.

As she swallowed the first sip it made her throat tingle but the flavour was amazing not to harsh and a hint of fruit. Possibly the best gin I’ve tried she mused. On finishing she poured another glass less lemonade this time as she felt a bit gassy but it still tasted fab. Third glass and the gas rose to a massive burp which without being aware triggered the start of her changes.

Tiny soft white hair grew lever her face and her skin went pink. As she let out a loud deep burp her throat tightened and felt odd. “Whaaats happeeening oink to meeeeee snort” she said out loud as her nose began to push out forming into a pig snout more pinks and reets followed as she lost the power of speech and her changes grew worse. As her ears stretched to big flappy pig ears they pushed her hat up on her head. As she moved the hat her long hair came away in her hands that were growing stiff revealing a bald head sprouting fine white pig hair the same as on her face.

Her snout pushed out further and her mouth changed more of noises followed as the confused pig girl rushed to the mirror in time to see her face build out and it become more pig than human. As she lifted her hand to touch her grotesque face she saw they were no longer hands but pig trotters.

Pressure in her spine meant her curly pig tail was growing and as multiple breasts pushed out under her own, her weight expanded and spine cracked forcing her on shortened legs and arms onto all fours feet like her hands now trotters. As she squealed in panic and pooped everywhere I did caring her insides were now that of a pig too her phone rang.

In the absence of an answer the gin company sent a crew to investigate. As the pushed the pig with human eyes into a sty one said to the other “still not ready for market I am damned if I know how we gonna fix this. Either it’s too addictive or these women were already pigs”

Description
Sophie was happy to be chosen to be a taster for a new gin. As the package arrived with the bottle she read the “will call after for thoughts” entered the detail on her phone and poured a glass ignoring the detail about no more than one in 24 hours.

As she swallowed the first sip it made her throat tingle but the flavour was amazing not to harsh and a hint of fruit. Possibly the best gin I’ve tried she mused. On finishing she poured another glass less lemonade this time as she felt a bit gassy but it still tasted fab. Third glass and the gas rose to a massive burp which without being aware triggered the start of her changes.

Tiny soft white hair grew lever her face and her skin went pink. As she let out a loud deep burp her throat tightened and felt odd. “Whaaats happeeening oink to meeeeee snort” she said out loud as her nose began to push out forming into a pig snout more pinks and reets followed as she lost the power of speech and her changes grew worse. As her ears stretched to big flappy pig ears they pushed her hat up on her head. As she moved the hat her long hair came away in her hands that were growing stiff revealing a bald head sprouting fine white pig hair the same as on her face.

Her snout pushed out further and her mouth changed more of noises followed as the confused pig girl rushed to the mirror in time to see her face build out and it become more pig than human. As she lifted her hand to touch her grotesque face she saw they were no longer hands but pig trotters.

Pressure in her spine meant her curly pig tail was growing and as multiple breasts pushed out under her own, her weight expanded and spine cracked forcing her on shortened legs and arms onto all fours feet like her hands now trotters. As she squealed in panic and pooped everywhere I did caring her insides were now that of a pig too her phone rang.

In the absence of an answer the gin company sent a crew to investigate. As the pushed the pig with human eyes into a sty one said to the other “still not ready for market I am damned if I know how we gonna fix this. Either it’s too addictive or these women were already pigs”