Manny Boar

Manny couldn't tear his eyes off the giant across the bar from him. Standing out from everyone in the room was a man with a huge beard adorning a Greek complexion, their strong dark features complimenting a huge muscled body. Manny had never thought such a physique could exist, huge shoulders supporting long sturdy arms that curtained a muscled chest. The man's white shirt did little to hide the dense rug of fur lining their torso, just as thick and dark as the hair covering their cheeks and neck.

Manny couldn't help but feel lost to the situation, forcing himself to avert his eyes from the gorgeous stud. He pondered the idea to do anything for that man's attention, but even then the doubts creeped in. There was no way the man could be into him, no matter how Manny wished that were the case. He couldn't have been more surprised when he felt a demanding presence suddenly form next to him, an arm twice as thick as his shoulder bumping into his side.

"Hey boy, you from around here?" A deep voice growled.

Manny looked up, shocked to see the face he'd been lost in his mind over. It took him a moment to remember to breathe, unable to tear his stare away from the dark eyes piercing back. Manny was brought back to reality as a rough but soft hand gripped his shoulder tightly, a thick thumb dragging across Manny's shirt.

"Uh bu- uh yeah" Manny managed to get out, his mouth having required several tries to speak.

"That's great" The man smiled, the pure white teeth showing through his lips making Manny's heart jump. "I was hoping to find someone to show me around the city. Would love to start at your place though" He said with a wink.

"Yes" Manny felt himself say as if the word had been pushed out from inside him. His body had responded before his mind had processed the words making the decision without hesitation, his skin crawling with arousal just from the man's tone.

In a moment the stranger's strong arm had wrapped fully around Manny's back, pushing Manny out of his chair and toward the door by his rear. Manny looked up concerned, a moment of worry gripping his mind from what was happening. The expression the man gave back released all tension however, a confident and encouraging one that Manny knew he could trust.

The only thing that stayed in Manny's mind however was the last glance he had of the bar before he stepped out. He swore he saw the same figure standing in the middle of the bar again, in the exact same place Manny had first seen him. That couldn't be the case, could it? Manny thought, leaving in the grip of the same man. There was no way someone could be in two places at once, could there?

It was a matter of minutes before Manny ended up back at his house, watching the white Ferrari that had followed him pull up his drive. The mountain exited from under the winged doors of their car. Manny barely had a second to wonder how that human could have fit inside the vehicle before Manny was being pushed inside. Manny's initial thoughts about the man's appearance under the shirt were confirmed as the man pulled the threads above their head, a giant fur coat suddenly appearing before it pressed against Manny's face.

Manny took a deep breath through the curls that tickled his face, a strong manly musk immediately filling his head with pheromones that kicked his gear into hyperdrive. Manny could barely comprehend the next moments as his clothes were stripped off him by the insurmountable strength of his suitor, Manny suddenly standing naked before the goliath like a toy. The next second their lips were forcefully pressed together, the man snaking their tongue into Manny's mouth and expertly maneuvering Manny backwards into the bedroom, almost like he knew the place.

Manny didn't care what would happen once they ended up in the same bed together. He was happy to continue with their mouths fastened while their arms snaked around eachothers bodies, despite Manny being unable to connect his behind the strongman's back. It took only a minute for Manny to run out of breath, his body pressed between the heavy weight of the titan and the bed. Manny managed to push himself out from under the mass, gasping out a pause to allow the two to roll off eachother to the sides of the bed.

The man spread out on the mattress, hands behind head while Manny caught his breath. In a moment Manny was using the man's arm as a pillow once they had extended its grasp, placing Manny toward their body. The two had already begun to sweat, filling the room with a mix of their scents while Manny gasped it into his lungs unrelenting.

Finally Manny felt he had calmed down enough, his body washing with a wave of relief as his heart rate returned to normal. He couldn't stop himself from grinning at the sight of the man in his bed. At least, until Manny realized he couldn't recall the man's name.

Manny's brow furrowed, trying to remember if he had asked or not before he contemplated the strangeness of their initial interaction. Manny propped himself up, looking over the man's chiseled form before speaking.

"Sorry, I don't think I asked for your name"

The man took a moment to chuckle before looking back directly into Manny's eyes, grabbing Manny's attention.

"I'm Hercules" They said, matter-of-factly.

Manny felt his mind scratch to a stop, wondering for a second if the man could have actually been The Hercules, before realizing that was a stupid thought. No, the man probably was just named Hercules as a child by their parents. Manny laughed a sigh in his head. How often was someone actually named after a myth? Could it just have been family heritage, the men having naturally stronger bodies?

There was a look in the man's eyes, as if they could read Manny's thoughts. As Manny looked into their darkness, he felt a certainty grow, almost as if they meant to say Manny had been right all along. It became an undeniable feeling to the point Manny spoke again, asking his initial ponderance.

"Are you… Actually Hercules? Like the real Hercules?"

"Yes" Hercules grinned.

"You're joking" Manny thought, denying the notion silently in his head.

"No, it's not a joke." Hercules replied able to read Manny's mind.

Manny stayed frozen, unmoving, trying to figure out his next action. He didn't need to act however as Hercules rolled back over and pinned Manny under him.

Manny looked up at the supposed myth above him. "That's impossible. You can't be like- a god, can you? Like, what would you be able to do?"

Hercules rose his body, leaving his knees bent and using his waist to keep Manny pressed down. "God of Heroes. Doesn't sound like much, but there's still plenty I can do."

In a moment Hercules had rope in his hands having pulled it from thin air, bringing it down to Manny's body. "I still have tasks. Conquering beasts, taming them. But sometimes…" Hercules cinched the rope with a knot, having brought its length around Manny's body trapping Manny's wrists to his sides. "It's fun for me."

For the first time Manny felt nervous. The legendary face above him no longer looked at him with encouragement or support, thoughts of power and conquest showing through. Manny realized he was no longer a person, just another goal for the Hero to triumph over. In a few more moments Manny could no longer move, his body restrained by binds meant for uncontrollable beasts. Manny felt his emotions falling as his heart pounded faster, suddenly nervous. He was growing stiff despite his situation, his mind struggling to comprehend the dichotomy of his feelings.

"Your name's Manny, right?" The Hero said, lowering themselves back over their capture. "Reminds me of a task I had, catching some pig. A hog I think. Bet we could recreate that." Hercules said, grinning.

The last sentence was somehow more powerful, carrying weight in the air. In a moment Manny felt his skin explode with hair, a carpet of fur quickly surrounding his body. The areas he had been bound suddenly grew scratchy and uncomfortable, thick tufts caught between his arms and legs. In a moment Manny was more fuzzy than the greek god above him, the heat trapped under the new coating making him soaked in sweat.

Manny was promptly able to taste his sweat in the humidity of the air, immediately aware it was different from his natural musk. It smelled like an animal's, with the scent wet dog and mud, the image of a farm appearing instantly in Manny's mind. Manny wouldn't have minded living in that location with the man above him, but not in this disgusting state. As far as Manny knew he was still human, but from the way Hercules looked down at him Manny might as well have been guessing.

Manny realized the changes hadn't finished as he felt the rope grow tighter around him, pressing harder into his skin. It only took a moment for him to find out what it was, feeling the knots cutting into new soft flesh. He watched in shock as mass swelled onto his body, growing his form into a large plush shape that jiggled at the slightest movement. In seconds Manny's body was a giant round shape of lard, his belly and chest jutting out above him with fat fit for a hog.

The new weight only made Manny's situation further helpless, his body no longer being held by just the ropes but also under his new mass. It was no matter for the god though as they easily flipped Manny over, their grip kneading into the compliant flesh and positioning Manny facing down across the bed. Manny's vision was now facing the floor off the side of the mattress, Manny unable to lift his head any higher from the roll of fat deposited on the back of his neck.

Manny could only watch the Hero's feet step closer until a hand wrapped under Manny's fat chin, bringing it up towards the body. Hercules had stripped at this point, giving Manny the sight of a massive cock dangling between the god's legs before him. Manny gulped as he watched it begin to swell, pumping full of blood.

"Why do you look at it like that? You're supposed to be a pig, remember?" The god said, cementing Manny's fate.

Manny's mind had been gripped with panic, but with those words the emotion escaped his mind. Manny was dumbfounded, trying to comprehend how his worry could have disappeared so fast. It took another second before he realized he could no longer remember the emotion he had just been experiencing, almost like it had been a fleeting dream. Once he couldn't remember anything about his life prior was when he finally understood what was happening, grasping that pieces of himself were being stripped away.

The fog of an animal's awareness began settling into Manny's reality. Manny tried to keep his thoughts under control, but was helpless as he felt his inner monologue dissolve, sentences devolving into phrases, then words, then nothing. Manny's eyes shifted around the room as he lost the ability to understand anything more than its appearance, all complexity invisible to the new simplicity of his mind. Manny felt his emotions growing in his consciousness, taking control over his actions.

The pig looked up at the Hero before him with nothing more than an animalistic desire, helpless laid out before its captor as its beady eyes identified the meat hanging out between them. Drool dropped from the pig's mouth as the animal opened it, no other thought in its head than a need to be used, needing to be speared by the Hero's tool. In a moment the thick cock was all the way down the pig's throat, the pig slobbering over the musky taste that coated the shaft.

The pig couldn't stop itself as it worked on gulping down as much flavor of the member inside it as it could, its single-track mind spending all its focus on it. In a moment Hercules would be at its rear, using his spit-lubed shaft to fuck the hog wide and splitting its flank, tenderizing the meat. The tied up beast could do nothing but take it, losing itself from every moment in its world.