(Woman into Pig, Woman into Chicken)

“We still don’t know where the bus is?” Vincent paced around the office rather distressed as his advisors tried to calm him down.


“No sir, all we know is it didn’t arrive at the retreat when it was scheduled to and there have been no reports of any motor vehicle accidents on that route,” a young intern informed him. “The police are out there now, I’m sure they’ll find your daughter.”

“They better!” Vincent slammed his fist on his desk. “Or I’ll have all their heads beginning with that lazy sack of shit, Chief Joel Fredson!”

He sat down at his chair and began to weep. “How did this happen?” he asked to no one in particular. Everyone in the room gave people several glances but no one answer straight away.

Just then the chief walked in. “Mr Mayor, we’ve received an update,” he informed Vincent. “You aren’t going to like this but it turns out this wasn’t an accident, your daughter and the rest of her team were kidnapped. It turns out the bus driver was a disgruntled council worker you personally fired. At this stage we don’t know if he’s working alone but we believe that he is.”

“Dammit!” Vincent hit his hands on the desk. “It was Terrance wasn’t it, that fat ass driver garbage truck driver. I fired him for a good reason and he knows it! So where the hell is he now?”

“We don’t know, we don’t even know where the bus veered from its intended route,” Joel answered. “Also the media seems to have caught wind of the story even though we haven’t notified the other girl’s family members yet.”

“We’ll you better go find out then! Also I want the media to stay out of this so throw them off the scent if you have to!”

Joel was about to leave the room when Vincent’s secretary ran into the room. “Sir you just got an email regarding your daughter!” she said in a hurry.

Vincent opened up the computer and went into his mailbox, there he saw the email in question which just had a hyperlink to click on. Everyone else stayed away but Joel had walked around to see the monitor as well.

“Ah, good afternoon Mr Mayor. I imagine by now it’s come to your attention that we have kidnapped your daughter and the rest of her class. We have no intentions on harming them physically but mentally remains to be seen. All hostages will be released before tomorrow. However if you do not comply with our demands their current may be drastically altered.” A disguised voice said behind the camera which was looking at wall covered in black cloth. “You’re probably wondering what we mean by that. Well…. Let’s just say actions speak louder than words.”

A woman, with long brown hair walked in front of the camera. She was completely naked, she was sobbing as she covered up her private areas.

“Sorry about the nudity, but if she wasn’t naked this next step would get messy,” the voice apologised to the camera. “Now why don’t you

“My name is Brie Masters, I am 30 years old and a teacher at…” she said sobbing.

“What’s on the card!” The voice snapped. The woman looked off camera and cried as she shook her head. “Do it!”

“I… I am a pig…” the woman said crying even more.

As soon as the woman finished saying those words she began to change. Her skin became pink and hairy as she grew even more nipples. A swirly tail grew from the back of her butt and she began to put on a lot of weight, her nose became flat and round before it and her mouth came forward to make a snout. Her ears became long floppy and pointed as her hands and feet turned into hooves, she then fell on all fours and finished transforming until she was no longer recognisable from any other pig.

“You’ve seen the kind of power we have,” the voice panned to reveal a room filled with sheep, chickens, cows and pigs. There were enough there to equal mayor’s daughter’s team. “One of these animals is your daughter as well as the rest of the girls we kidnapped. Of course we’re not going to tell you which one, only that if our demands are not met all these animals will find themselves on farms living out the rest of their days as animals, though considering they are all edible I don’t think they’ll last long,” the voice explained before the video ended.

A new email then came in with a list of demands, including rezoning land, admitting corruption and adultery and finally paying the kidnappers $100,000.

“Are they insane!” Vincent asked as he read through the list. “There’s no way I can do all this.”

“You saw what they just did to that woman,” Joel pointed at the laptop. “Do you really want your daughter and all those other girls to remain as farm animals?”

Vincent turned to face the chief. “If you think that video was real then you’re dumber than I thought, there’s no way they could turn people into animals, it’s impossible.”

Joel looked down at Vincent with pity. “Are you willing to risk the life of your daughter on that belief?”

Vincent sat there in contemplation for a while wondering if he could risk his daughter’s life on such a belief. “I’m not doing any of this, like I said, it’s impossible!”

“I thought you’d say that,” Joel said stepping away from Vincent. He grabbed his radio and pressed the button. “Bring her in.”

Vincent looked up at Joel shocked as three people in masks came in holding Vincent’s daughter as a captive. “Sorry kid, your dad didn’t want to play ball,” Joel informed her before securing the others in the room.

“Daddy? How could you?” his daughter asked, betrayed, as she took a step forward. Then she began to change. Her feet broke up into into three toes with claws on the end as her legs became yellow and weird, her nose and mouth turned into a beak as her eyes shifted to the side of her head, her hair grew shorter and took the shame of a mohawk before turning red and becoming hard until it was a crest. Her body began to change shape as her breasts disappeared and her arms twisted into an odd shaped before becoming smaller. White feathers began to grow all over her body as she began to shrink. Now standing before Vincent was a white chicken that used to be his daughter.

“What the hell is this Joe?” Vincent snapped as he watched his staff go through the same transformation.

“This Mr Mayor is your daughter who you refused to save, so enjoy your new chicken,” Joel said as he left the room, carrying out the others.

“Joel! You change my girl back right now! JOEL!”

“We’ll be in touch Mr Mayor,” the chief of police said as he slammed the door behind him, leaving Vincent and the chicken alone in the office.

“I’m so sorry!” Vincent cried as he knelt down in front of the chicken. “I’m so sorry!”

The chicken just looked at him with a puzzled look as it began to roam around the office like a mindless animal.