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"WAKE UP, PIGGY!" The witch screeched, waking up Jill from her deep slumber. Jill jolted up at the noise to see, through bleary eyes the witch hovering over her bed. "Whuh...?" she mumbled. The witch softly held Jill's chubby cheeks as she looked down with a wide grin. "It's time to eat, you must be starving, right? Don't worry, I won't use the nozzle like last time." Jill's stomach loudly grumbled; she really was quite hungry. Begrudgingly, she threw her bed covers to the side and began slowly scooting off the bed, being made painfully aware of how difficult it was to move in her new blubbery body. She then remembered how yesterday she couldn't even support her own weight unassisted as her hoofed feet dangled over the edge of the bed. "Um, Ms. Witch, could you help me walk?" She asked, feeling utterly pathetic. "Oh, but where's the fun in that? I love watching you struggle; it's so cute!" The witch replied gleefully. Jill sighed and wondered why she was so stupid to think this sadistic witch would help. Jill took a deep breath, hopped off the queen-sized bed, and immediately felt the strain on her chunky legs and feet. "So, um, what food do I eat for breakfast, Ms. Witch?" She asked apprehensively, wobbling slightly as she struggled to stand. "Well, since you're a pig, I thought it was only right." The witch moved out of the way to reveal the feeding trough full to the brim with some disgusting-looking slop. Internally, Jill felt disgusted, but her stomach ached at the sight, and her mouth began to salivate. "OINK" she blurted, covering her mouth in embarrassment. "Go on, I know you can't resist! The witch yelled as she pushed Jill down and towards the trough. Jill fell onto all fours and felt her nostrils fill with an intoxicating smell. Something came over, and she fell into a strange trance and hurriedly doddered on all fours towards the slop, the saliva now falling from her face and overflowing from her open mouth. She gripped the brim of the trough, absent-mindedly oinking and grunting, before plunging her face into the slop and loudly slurping and guzzling it down. The witch looked on and laughed at the effects of her transformation taking hold of Jill, formerly Jack. Jill made short work of the semi-liquid food, completely covering herself and the surrounding area with it like a feral animal. When she finished, she fell backwards onto her back and belched loudly. Her mind felt at ease once she felt her stomach filled. Her trance slowly faded away, and she began to feel her mind return to how it was. She looked down at her body covered in slop. "Wha-what just happened...?" she asked as she lay on the carpeted floor of her bedroom. "You pigged out!" the witch gleefully said as she hovered over Jill and showed her a video of her eating sloppily from the trough and acting like a real pig. Jill was mortified at the sight. "WHAT? Why am I acting like an animal?? I thought I was just made to LOOK like one..." "Sorry, Jill, but I'm full of surprises, so you better get used to them!" the witch answered while waving her wand and magically cleaning up the disgusting mess Jill left from eating. "Now, let's get you dressed up!" The witch waved her wand again and effortlessly lifted Jill into the air, leaving her hanging like a ragdoll. "Hmm..." She stood with her finger on her lip as she sorted through Jill's wardrobe. "Aha! This would look gorgeous on you!" She pulled out a baby blue sheer bandeau puff dress. "What do you think, my piggy princess?" she asked. Jill was shocked to have her opinion considered. "Umm, yeah, I like it." She replied, just wanting to get it over with. "Oh goody!" she clapped, and Jill's nightie flew off her plump form and was swiftly replaced with a huge bra and panties before the dress flew on top. "It really brings out your eyes, Jill!" The witch said as she turned to look for footwear. "Oh, thanks!" Jill felt conflicted about being complimented by this strange witch. Frilly white ankle socks quickly darted out of the wardrobe and clung to her dangling hoofed feet before being covered by patent Mary Jane shoes. "Ooh, so cute, don't you think? and now for the finishing touch!" Jill felt her long blonde hair be pulled into pigtails and tied with blue bows, cementing the cute, innocent look. The witch then waved both her hands, and Jill felt her body change slightly. "What did you do just then?" Jill asked. "I made it easier for you to walk. but don't think this is permanent." The witch spoke sternly as she finally dropped Jill back to the ground. As Jill stood up, she felt a lot lighter and more nimble than before, but she still felt the weight of her fat body. "So... what now?" Jill asked, anticipating the worst. "Do whatever you want!" the witch replied before vanishing instantly. Jill let out a deep sigh in the witch's absence. She walks to the door of her room and carefully opens it, peering into the hall. She sees no one around, so she decides to explore while the witch is gone. Each step on the wooden floor creaked and echoed throughout the tall hallways, so Jill figured sneaking around was futile; it probably wasn't helped by the fact she weighed so much. She noticed a lot more doors with strange names on plaques above them. "Prissy the Dolly," "Dani the Tramp," "Deirdre the Deer," "Erin the Mommy," "Beth the Bitch," and "Molly the Maid." "They must be other victims of the witch!" Jill thought as she strutted down the hall. "Maybe if we band together, we can get out of this hellish place... but then how would we turn back?" Before she could finish that thought, she looked up to see a doorway into a living room area where she saw some strange-looking figures walking about and sitting around. She met eyes with a woman dressed as a French maid. The maid was excited at the sight of Jill and rushed over to her, holding out her manicured hands to greet her. "You must be Jill, the new arrival, don't worry, we're like you," she said warmly. Jill shook her hand, which really put into perspective how monstrous her new form was, seeing how much bigger and stranger her hand looked in comparison to the human maid. "Thanks, what's your name?" Jill asked, walking alongside her into the room. "Well, I used to be Matt, but since two years ago, I'm now Molly." She replied somberly. "Hey everyone! This is Jill the pig, our new arrival!" Molly exclaimed to the other transformed people. Jill looked around to see them shift their gazes toward her. She saw a humanoid dog or wolf woman, a humanoid deer woman, a life-sized doll that reminded her of Raggedy Ann, a cartoonishly proportioned plastic bimbo woman, and a haggard looking mom with two magically constructed kids she was breastfeeding. "Uh, hi, I was turned into this... yesterday," she said, gesturing to herself. "I'll make you some breakfast," Molly whispered as she sat Jill down on the plush couch. "Oh, there's no need, the witch already took care of that." "Did she like, force-feed you or something?" the bimbo asked while sipping her coffee. "Yesterday she did, but this morning not quite. I think the transformation has made me become animalistic sometimes, and it has made me go into a trance and act like a real pig. That's what happened earlier, and I... I'd rather not go further..." Jill hung her head and blushed in embarrassment and shame. The bimbo sat down beside Jill and put her hand on Jill's shoulder. "Aw girl, don't be embarrassed, she makes us act weird all the time, it's just how she operates and stuff. I'm Dani, by the way." She smiled through her big, thick lips. "Thanks, Dani. I think I deserve this though. I was horrible to fat girls, and the witch made it clear that that was why she did this to me." Jill said as she poked at her fat belly. The mom chimed in. "We have all been punished in a similar way by the witch. I completely abandoned a woman I knocked up and didn't support her, and this is what I was turned into in return: a single mom who has to constantly attend to my "kids" who are just the witch's magical constructs." She shifted uncomfortably as the magic babies continued to suckle. "And I was a misogynistic guy who shamed women who were comfortable in their sexuality, calling them bimbos and whores for even just doing things out of wedlock or dressing a certain way. To teach me humility, the witch turned me into this and has subjected me to similar insults and degradation by men. We all have similar stories." Dani added. The deer woman in the corner spoke up. "I hunted deer, and now look at me; she makes me run through forests and flee from hunters." The Dolly held her mitten-like fabric hand up and said, "I threw out my son's dolls because I was afraid he'd turn out to be gay; it's safe to say I have changed my stance since then." The wolf woman on the floor jumped in saying "I called women dumb bitches and looked down on them my whole life so she literally turned me into a dumb bitch! I can't even count to 10 anymore..." "And I abused my maids and butlers at my mansion, so now I'm working as the witch's maid." Molly said. "I see... and none of you have escaped?" Jill asked. A few of them giggled at the question. "Escape? She's a magical witch; she has complete power over us and the mansion. Plus, this is our punishment, we should stay here for what we did," Deidre said sadly. "Here she goes..." Dani mumbled. "For your sake, I think you should consider this your new home and accept your new life." Molly said to Jill with a soft smile and sad eyes. "My new life," Jill said as she looked down at her hoofed hand. "I think I'm going to go back to my room for a while. Thank you everyone," she said before standing up and walking out to the hall. "Jill! Wait!" Molly cried out. "Great job guys, you really let her down easy," Dani remarked snarkily while filing her nails.


Tears fell from her eyes and down her face as she moved as fast as her body could let her back to her room. She flung the door open and flopped onto the bed, sobbing quietly. Marco peers into the bedroom, overhearing the loud stomping she was making as she ran. "Is everything okay, Jill?" He asked. Jill sits up in her bed and wipes her eyes. "OH hi, m-marco yeah, im fine!" she replies. "You don't look fine," he says, walking in with his hands in his pockets. Jill sighs, "It's just a lot of stuff that happened, and it's just... overwhelming." Marco hopped up onto the bed beside her. "Welp, that's usually how her victims feel. Let's just get your mind off it all. Marco then picks up the TV remote and turns on the flatscreen. "What do you like to watch?" He asked, turning to Jill. "Oh well, I doubt anything here would be something I'd like; she has me stuck with girly stuff like chick flicks and rom-coms," Jill replied with her head in her hand. "Well, I can work around that; just don't tell the witch, okay?" he said as he cast magic on the TV. "Now we can watch whatever you want," he said with a smirk. "Awesome! Well, I really like Jackass!" Jill said excitedly.

After a few hours of watching dumb stunts and insane pranks, Jill had really gotten her spirits lifted thanks to Marco. Feeling tired, Jill asks Marco to dress her for bed and pleads cutely for him to tuck her in. He decides to sleep with her to keep her company.

The next morning, they are woken up by a furious green face hovering above them. "What are you doing in here, Marco?? Did I tell you you could dote over Jill as if you were her mother? And I see you used magic to alter her TV! You know what? I think you need a new, more suitable form since you like to treat her like your own helpless child." Particles of magic energy swarmed around Marco until he was nothing but a silhouette, the witch's eyes glowed red as she performed a spell on him, Jill could see his figure change and become hourglass-shaped, his clothes shifted and reconstructed and his face and hair warped and stretched. The magic energy evaporated, and he fell to the ground. He was turned into an older woman with wide hips and an inverted blonde bob. It seemed that the witch made the transformation intentionally painful as a punishment. "Now get out, Mommy Marco!" The witch screamed. "I'm sorry, Marco..." Jill said sadly. "Don't worry, Jill, this isn't the first time she's done this kind of thing to me." He replied, "Shut up, stupid goblin!" The witch hissed as he closed the door behind him. She then turned to Jill. "Now, since you want to tempt me with your new curvy body, I think I'll give you a wardrobe change to reflect your new status as a shameless seductress!" with a snap of her fingers. Jill found herself in a revealing crop top and short skirt, paired with super tall heels and large hooped earrings. "No, no, you got it all wrong. I wasn't trying to hook up with him or anything I'm not even attra-" The witch cuts her off. "Shush! That's enough from you, whore!" She shouts before disappearing once again. Jill was left utterly speechless.