"I didn't... say anything wrong, did I?" Porterhouse asked, gulping in nervousness. He could see that a pair of green eyes had grown on the demon's belly. They looked wide and hypnotic.
"Well, not intrinsically. " The demon chortled, breathing in his cigar with a large breath. He turned around and breathed into Porterhouse's nose, causing the boar to recoil from the stench of smoke, alcohol, and rotting flesh. "But, you lied... and I find liars to be... irresistible." Despite the wolf-like demon constantly speaking, he never ran out of smoke. It continued to pool out of his mouth and into Porterhouse's face.
"But.... I just said you weren't smoking too much. I was... fine with it." Porterhouse gulped.
"Oh, you are fine when it's you, but when it's a demon? It's another story!"
Porterhouse felt smoke infiltrate his nostrils, causing him to gag. He tried to wipe the smoke away, but with every swipe of his hand, smoke continued to billow into his body. It was becoming hard to breathe.
"You are right though, chubby boy." The demon poked Porterhouse's belly. Porterhouse felt his body tighten up with this action. "I AM a lover of a good cigar!"
Porterhouse gulped. He could no longer feel himself cough. His body was completely frozen in place. Every muscle in his body tightened up, feeling as if it was being compressed. He couldn't explain what was happening, but he knew he had messed up.
Within a few moments, Porterhouse felt something... warm and soft pick him up. He tried to look down to see what it was, but his neck wouldn't move, neither would his arms. They seemed to be glued to his sides.
Porterhouse finally understood where this was going. Whether it was the incinerating feeling he felt in his innards, or the cigar next to his face, Porterhouse got the clue that the demon wanted a new cigar.
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A commission for Porfessorwuff on Twitter! He wanted his boar to be turned into Truthseeker's cigar!
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Porterhouse © Professorwuff on Twitter
Truthseeker/art/story © pikminpedia Me
"Well, not intrinsically. " The demon chortled, breathing in his cigar with a large breath. He turned around and breathed into Porterhouse's nose, causing the boar to recoil from the stench of smoke, alcohol, and rotting flesh. "But, you lied... and I find liars to be... irresistible." Despite the wolf-like demon constantly speaking, he never ran out of smoke. It continued to pool out of his mouth and into Porterhouse's face.
"But.... I just said you weren't smoking too much. I was... fine with it." Porterhouse gulped.
"Oh, you are fine when it's you, but when it's a demon? It's another story!"
Porterhouse felt smoke infiltrate his nostrils, causing him to gag. He tried to wipe the smoke away, but with every swipe of his hand, smoke continued to billow into his body. It was becoming hard to breathe.
"You are right though, chubby boy." The demon poked Porterhouse's belly. Porterhouse felt his body tighten up with this action. "I AM a lover of a good cigar!"
Porterhouse gulped. He could no longer feel himself cough. His body was completely frozen in place. Every muscle in his body tightened up, feeling as if it was being compressed. He couldn't explain what was happening, but he knew he had messed up.
Within a few moments, Porterhouse felt something... warm and soft pick him up. He tried to look down to see what it was, but his neck wouldn't move, neither would his arms. They seemed to be glued to his sides.
Porterhouse finally understood where this was going. Whether it was the incinerating feeling he felt in his innards, or the cigar next to his face, Porterhouse got the clue that the demon wanted a new cigar.
~~~~~
A commission for Porfessorwuff on Twitter! He wanted his boar to be turned into Truthseeker's cigar!
~~~~~
Porterhouse © Professorwuff on Twitter
Truthseeker/art/story © pikminpedia Me
Category Artwork (Digital) / Transformation
Species Pig / Swine
Gender Male
Size 1280 x 427px
Hey pikminpedia what would happen if just as he green eyes on his belly showed up and someone held up a mirror in front of them green eyes would the boy hypnotise himself?
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