Swine Security Pt2

The sunlight hit the sparsely furnished apartment that housed Sandy. It was 3:15 pm and her shift was supposed to start at 5 pm. The red head had been very tired for some reason the past few days and, after putting on her uniform and sitting on the couch for a few minutes, had fallen asleep. Now, the sunlight hit her face and made her open her eyes, groggy and disoriented.

“Ugh, why, why didn’t I shut the blinds before I sat down?”

With much effort, Sandy gripped the couch and stood up. Her knees cracked loudly and her toes did as well. She took a step and almost fell. For some reason, she seemed off balance with her gait, almost like she was trying to walk in high heels for the first time.

“Still, yawn, so tired. Must, ugh, must have caught a bug or something. I’m so sore and tired!”

She took another awkward step and then another before finally getting close enough to lower the blinds and make the room darker.

As she looked at the blinds, her eyes locked onto her hands. Instead of finding five, regular fingers, she saw only three, all of which looked like they were double the size of her old fingers. Panic began to creep in when she looked down. Or at least tried to as she normally did. Doing this forced her to see that there was something protruding from her face where her nose had been.

It was much larger than her old nose, almost “snout” like in size. Now really panicking, Sandy adjusted herself properly to look down at her feet. She saw two feet there, pink and also with thick appendages and sharp talon like nails. They were hooves.

“No, no, no! What, what’s going on!”

She reached behind to her rear and grabbed her phone from her rear pocket. As she pulled it up, her hand brushed a new tail, eliciting a small giggle before she corrected herself and panic returned.

“What, what, what’s happening? I must still be dreaming!”

Sandy struggled to unlocked her phone as she wasn’t used to having hooves for hands. She clumsily held onto the phone and fumbled around before she was able to pull up the camera app and put it to “selfie” view. What she saw scared the hell out of her.

She still had her red hair, green eyes and freckles, but that was were her old self ended. Her skin was pink and she had a snout. Her teeth were also sharper and as she panned her phone down, she saw that while she was still in incredible shape, she had bits of soft fur coating her body. She had turned into a pig while in her sleep.

“I’m not a pig! I’m not a pig!  I’m a human being! I’m Sandy Oxford and I’m a 24 year old hu…”

Sandy felt her head start to throb. She stumbled from a sudden lightheadedness, one that almost knocked her to the floor. She was able to recover quickly though and shook her head to clear the cobwebs out. Thankfully for her, she was able to balance herself again and when she did, her stance changed.

Instead of seemingly being on her tippy toes, her feet hit the ground and adapted to her surroundings, seemingly realizing how she should be standing and if she had been doing that for a long time.

Sandy blinked as her grip on the phone changed, one that seemed to know what to do. She looked at the camera and tilted her head, trying to remember what she was thinking about. Suddenly, a new thought emerged in her brain.

“Sh-shit. I almost over slept! I need to get down there before those fat fucks yell at me on my first day!”

Sandy buttoned up her dress shirt, buttoned her pants, then put on her new work boots and grabbed everything else she needed so she could get to work, not even giving a second thought to her new situation or that only two hours ago, she had been a human being.

In her mind, she had always been a pig. A fit one for sure, but a pig nonetheless. The Anthro picked up her keys, looked at the photo of her finishing a 5k a few months earlier (as a pig now), and walked out the door, ready for work.