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It was a typical evening for Lisa and Tom, a married couple who lived in a cozy house. Lisa was busy preparing a skillet dinner in the kitchen, while Tom was lounging on the couch, watching TV. The aroma of the food made his stomach growl, and he decided to sneak a bite while Lisa was not looking.

He got up from the couch and tiptoed towards the kitchen, where Lisa was stirring the skillet with a wooden spoon. He reached out his hand to grab a piece of meat from the pan, but Lisa noticed him and slapped his hand away.

"Ow! What was that for?" Tom complained, rubbing his hand.

"You're such a pig, Tom. Can't you wait until I'm done? Go sit down and be patient." Lisa scolded him.

Tom felt a strange sensation in his body, as if he was being pulled by an invisible force. He looked at Lisa and saw a faint glow in her eyes. He realized that she had accidentally triggered her magic powers, which she had inherited from her grandmother. Lisa was a witch, but not a very good one. She often had trouble controlling her magic, especially when she was surprised or emotional. Sometimes, when she used an analogy or a metaphor, her magic would take it literally and cause something to happen.

For example, once she told Tom that he was a ray of sunshine, and he turned bright yellow for a few hours. Another time, she said that he was a smart cookie, and he became covered in chocolate chips. And now, she had called him a pig, and he felt himself transforming into one.

Tom didn't panic, though. He had gotten used to Lisa's magic mishaps, and he loved her anyway. He knew that the effects were temporary, and that she didn't mean to harm him. He also found it amusing and exciting to experience different forms and sensations. He decided to play along and embrace his new piggy self.

He walked over to a chair, pulled it up near Lisa, and sat on it. He felt his nose elongate into a snout, his ears grow larger and floppy, and his skin sprout coarse hairs. He looked at his hands and saw that they had turned partially into hooves. He grunted and snorted, enjoying the sound.

Lisa looked at him and smiled. She was relieved that he wasn't angry or scared. She loved him for being so understanding and adventurous. She also found him adorable and cute in his piggy form. She leaned over and kissed him on his snout.

"I'm sorry, honey. I didn't mean to turn you into a pig. You know how my magic works sometimes." She apologized.

"It's okay, babe. I don't mind. I like being a pig. It's fun." Tom reassured her with his new voice.

"Well, in that case, I hope you don't mind that I'm changing the menu for tonight. No more meat for you, mister. You're having leafy greens instead." Lisa joked.

"Oink oink. Sounds good to me." Tom agreed.

They laughed and kissed again, then enjoyed their dinner together. They didn't care what they looked like or what they ate. They only cared about each other. They were happy and in love, and that was all that mattered.

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It was a typical evening for Lisa and Tom, a married couple who lived in a cozy house. Lisa was busy preparing a skillet dinner in the kitchen, while Tom was lounging on the couch, watching TV. The aroma of the food made his stomach growl, and he decided to sneak a bite while Lisa was not looking.

He got up from the couch and tiptoed towards the kitchen, where Lisa was stirring the skillet with a wooden spoon. He reached out his hand to grab a piece of meat from the pan, but Lisa noticed him and slapped his hand away.

"Ow! What was that for?" Tom complained, rubbing his hand.

"You're such a pig, Tom. Can't you wait until I'm done? Go sit down and be patient." Lisa scolded him.

Tom felt a strange sensation in his body, as if he was being pulled by an invisible force. He looked at Lisa and saw a faint glow in her eyes. He realized that she had accidentally triggered her magic powers, which she had inherited from her grandmother. Lisa was a witch, but not a very good one. She often had trouble controlling her magic, especially when she was surprised or emotional. Sometimes, when she used an analogy or a metaphor, her magic would take it literally and cause something to happen.

For example, once she told Tom that he was a ray of sunshine, and he turned bright yellow for a few hours. Another time, she said that he was a smart cookie, and he became covered in chocolate chips. And now, she had called him a pig, and he felt himself transforming into one.

Tom didn't panic, though. He had gotten used to Lisa's magic mishaps, and he loved her anyway. He knew that the effects were temporary, and that she didn't mean to harm him. He also found it amusing and exciting to experience different forms and sensations. He decided to play along and embrace his new piggy self.

He walked over to a chair, pulled it up near Lisa, and sat on it. He felt his nose elongate into a snout, his ears grow larger and floppy, and his skin sprout coarse hairs. He looked at his hands and saw that they had turned partially into hooves. He grunted and snorted, enjoying the sound.

Lisa looked at him and smiled. She was relieved that he wasn't angry or scared. She loved him for being so understanding and adventurous. She also found him adorable and cute in his piggy form. She leaned over and kissed him on his snout.

"I'm sorry, honey. I didn't mean to turn you into a pig. You know how my magic works sometimes." She apologized.

"It's okay, babe. I don't mind. I like being a pig. It's fun." Tom reassured her with his new voice.

"Well, in that case, I hope you don't mind that I'm changing the menu for tonight. No more meat for you, mister. You're having leafy greens instead." Lisa joked.

"Oink oink. Sounds good to me." Tom agreed.

They laughed and kissed again, then enjoyed their dinner together. They didn't care what they looked like or what they ate. They only cared about each other. They were happy and in love, and that was all that mattered.