Leaving It All BehindOriginally posted on DeviantArt on Nov 25 2016(woman to pig transformation)At t

Leaving It All BehindOriginally posted on DeviantArt on Nov 25 2016(woman to pig transformation)At the stroke of midnight, the magic is broken, and everything goes back to the way it was.  Oh, it was beautiful while it lasted!  A glass slipper falls off her hoof, as her foot changes back into what it was.  When her fairy godmother had come to her, offering to give her an evening as a beautiful human, the sow had eagerly agreed.  She had traded hands a number of times, and currently lived in a sty where neither farmers nor swine liked her, and despite her best efforts to be kind to everyone, she had never felt more alienated and alone.  She had not been happy since she was a piglet.  But then, this amazing, shimmering fairy was promising things she could scarcely believe.  Of course she accepted.Having her fat body transformed into a gorgeous human, the mud spattering her becoming a radiant gown – her whole life changing in an instant – had been overwhelming.  And then going to the prince’s party – a real prince!  The sow-turned-woman had danced and danced, enjoying the pleasures of company who did not treat her as being less than nothing.  The prince himself was thoroughly taken with her, never suspecting that the smiling beauty that twirled with him was really a plump sow.  It felt like she had never truly lived before.But it was so beautiful, she had lost track of time.  And when she heard the first sounds of the clock, felt the first squirming in her belly and the twitch of her regrowing tail – she had left in a hurried panic.  She didn’t want this gorgeous man to see her as she really was.  Each step down the stairs left her more and more porcine.  It wouldn’t be long now before the dream would be over, and she would go back to her old life.  But the sow would always treasure this night, and she knew it would help her through many cold, dark days, as a gleaming jewel in her imagination.  Soon she was back on all fours, her hooves hard, her gown mud on her flanks.  She trotted fast back to her barn and her old life, never again to see her prince, or taste the pleasures of belonging.But, unbeknownst to the sow, the prince had chased after her, finding her lost shoe on the stairs.  And, unbeknownst to her as well, he was a man of determination, who wouldn’t rest until he found her again.  The last chapter of her story was not yet written.Stock image used available from Shutterstock at http://www.shutterstock.com/pic.mhtml?id=116190430 -- source link

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