Alexis and Jen worked together in a lab, developing a project that had gained the eye of the worldwide media. They were working on a weight loss drug, one that could change the very future of dieting and even exercise.

It was a breakthrough in genetic splicing: a gene that could allow the human gene to combine with that of something with a far greater metabolism, like that of a horse. Of course, the pornographic industry was also intrigued by the results of this research, as were major athletics organizations and even the military.

Funding had poured in for the two women, and they'd received accolades and attention alike. They were on the front page of the Times and TIME alike, articles constantly hailing their success as a breakthrough for science.

But there were three things that the articles failed to capture. The first was that the women had run into a slight wall with their research: they hadn't been able to quite get the genes to sync up. The second was that Jen hated Alexis.

And the third was that Jen was on the verge of a breakthrough, a compound that would change both of their lives forever.

 

Alexis smiled up at Jen, her friend showing up to work a little bit late. “You're up early!” She chirped happily, completely missing the slight tic in Jen's eye. The young brunette turned her attention back to her own work, also missing Jen raising her hands as though she was trying to choke the life out of the air.

The redhead looked at Alexis enviously. How could someone so smart be so carefree—and so pretty? Hell, they both didn't have time to go out to the gym, yet Jen's body was the one that was gaining all of the weight. Hell, she was practically chubby by now!

Jen pursed her lips tightly, turning back to her own workspace with a frown. “So. Any ideas on how to get past this last genetic block?”

“Sorry, no. I'm stymied. How about you?” Alexis beamed back to Jen with hope in her eyes.

Jen scowled with frustration. “No, me neither.”

In truth, she had more than a few of her own, but all of them involved human testing. Jen knew that Alexis had some sort of moral standards—but hell, they were scientists! Who would miss a couple of death row inmates if it meant revolutionizing the world!

Jen glared back to her screen. She had to come up with something new; something that would allow for the genes to properly bond. If only there was some way she could bring human genes and animal genes closer... If they had some sort of link between the two, then it would be so simple to branch out from there!

Alexis watched as Jen pounded her fist gently on the desk, the redheaded girl loudly cursing. Alexis worried for her sometimes; it seemed like the more time they spent together, the more frustrated Jen was. No doubt she was frustrated at her own failings, so Alexis would simply have to work harder on her own research!

The brunette looked back to her workstation, a pout on her lips. “I really just wish...” She started a thought, almost losing thought of it. “I wish that we had some sort of missing link, you know? Like... What if there's something in our evolutionary history that we're missing?”

Jen gaped at her incredulously, and Alexis blushed. “Sorry, it was a stupid idea.” The brunette said, twirling some of her straight hair around one finger.

Then, to her surprise, Jen nodded thoughtfully. “No, actually, it's not. But what if instead of looking to the past, we look to the future?”

Alexis blinked at her partner, surprise written across her face. It was so rare for Jen to agree with her! “You know... You might be onto something there. What are you thinking of?”

“Human testing.”

The words hung in the air like a bad smell, and Alexis crossed her arms, leaning back to glare at her partner. “No. No human testing. We agreed on that.”

Jen scoffed incredulously. “But think of the progress we could make! All we need is to grab some dirtbag serial killer and just...” She mimed punching her hands together, as though grinding a mortar and pestle. “Make them into our missing link!”

“They're people.” Alexis frowned. Honestly, sometimes Jen was too right-wing for her tastes.

“They were people. Now they've done crimes so atrocious that they're sentenced to death. Let's face it, right now the only thing between them and a corpse is an injection... So why not make the needle our own?” Jen pressed.

Inwardly, Jen was seething. Was Alexis going to let a little morality in the way of progress. Of course she could tell that the woman wasn't quite getting it. The brunette was abominably stubborn when it came to ideas like this.

Sure enough, Alexis seemed adamant, her arms crossed and a glare on her face. “No means no. I don't want to have that on my conscience.”

Jen blinked, seeing an opening. “Then let me have it on mine!” She exclaimed, pressing her hands to her chest. She spun her office chair so she was facing the brunette.

“I'm close—very close to a real breakthrough. I think I have a mixture down that will completely and totally change someone into an animal. And if we take this combined genetics, we can refine the next serum to keep only the genetic ideals. We're already playing God; why not pay judge and jury as well?”

Alexis pursed her lips at that, and for a moment Jen's heart soared. Then the woman spoke again, shattering her partner's hopes. “Sorry, but I can't condone that. I don't want you to do something you'll regret in a few years.”

Jen turned back to her own station angrily, her brow furrowed and tears forming at the corners of her eyes. Something she'd regret! The only thing she regretted was listening to Alexis!

Actually... The redhead smiled to herself slowly. Why was she listening to Alexis? Because the woman was more trusted by their company and had better aptitude scores? Those didn't mean a damn thing in the field!

Jen slowly started to key in some codes for their testing apparatus, instructing it to make a sample dose. Alexis was too worried about 'playing fair' and 'making sure nobody got hurt'. Science, real science, came at whatever cost was necessary.

She clicked the 'return' key with a triumphant grin. And if that cost was losing an annoying partner? Well... She could live with that. Nobody suspected her antipathy, not even the tabloid media. This was almost too easy!

Alexis furrowed her brow as she stared at her computer monitor. But just like last time she'd looked, there was nothing. No inspiration, no big idea. Nada. The brunette groaned, slumping back in her chair.

“Hey. I'm gonna go get a coffee. You want anything?” Jen called from behind her.

Alexis waved her hand tiredly at her partner, too drained to look at the woman. “No thanks. I think I'm good right now.”

Loathe though Alexis was to admit it, maybe Jen did have a point. It wouldn't be that hard to combine her data with Jen's—especially if they had that missing link.

The brunette clicked open her e-mail as Jen left the room, quickly sending her partner all of her information. Alexis would have no personal stakes in any human testing—but if Jen wanted to reach this breakthrough on her own, then she could.

The doors slid open behind Alexis and she grinned, watching the last of her files transfer over their shared link. Just to be safe, she started to type one last e-mail.

'Dear Jen: I know that we've had our disagreements in the past, but I think you might really be onto something. So if you want to do human testing, have all of my data and use it as you will. I wish you nothing but luck in the future, and I hope you can learn from me. Best, Alexis.'

She keyed it in with her private code, making sure any later investigation would know that she really had agreed to work with Jen in this way. Alexis was a good person; she didn't want her partner to come under any fire for looking like a rogue element.

The brunette smiled happily, clicking the 'send' button on her messaging client just in time for Jen to come up behind her and jab her in the arm with a needle.

Jen grinned as Alexis turned, a look of horror clear on the woman's face. Oh, this was perfect. How fitting it would be for the sacrifice to be one of the head researchers—it was a story that wrote itself. Jen might even get a movie deal out of this!

“You—I—why—” Alexis stammered up at Jen, her eyes round as she struggled to realize what the needle implied.

“Not me. You.” Jen purred, grabbing onto Alexis's office chair and rolling the woman to the center of their workplace. “You're going to be the noble heroine, losing her humanity so that the rest of the world could improve their own.”

Alexis swallowed, looking up to Jen with the saddest expression that Jen had ever seen. For a moment, the redhead was almost guilty. But the moment passed.

“Don't worry. I'll find a good zoo to take good care of you, and when you've passed, I'll even have you stuffed.”

Alexis stared up at Jen in disbelief, unable to fathom the words that had just left the woman's mouth. She wasn't serious, was she? But as much as Alexis wanted this to be a joke, she couldn't help but feel a little odd—like her body wasn't quite fitting her right.

“W-what did you do to me?” Alexis grunted, her whole form starting to ache. It was like she had shown up to a black-tie event in her underwear: she felt like she wasn't right like this.

“I think you know what I've done.” Jen replied callously, tossing the spent needle in the trash.

Alexis shook her head, looking back up to Jen in distress. “I mean, what am I becoming?”

Jen laughed at that. “You're becoming an animal that shares quite a lot of DNA with us. I'm not a monster; I wanted to make sure that this little change went smoothly.”

“So... A monkey?” Alexis grunted, her belly aching. She felt like she was full; her body aching as though she'd eaten too much. A general malaise set across her form, and she looked up to her redheaded partner pleadingly.

“No...” Jen smirked. “Something with ninety-eight percent genetic unison. Something a little... chunkier.” As she spoke, she pressed her finger in to Alexis' belly.

To the brunette's horror, Jen's finger sank in a little bit. Previously nonexistent fat had begun to well up from beneath Alexis's skin, making her fatter than her partner for the first time since they'd met.

“No, not that...” Alexis whimpered, a porcine form clear in her mind. “Please, anything but a pig...”

“Oh, come now.” Jen grinned, patting her colleague's cheek and relishing the look of terror on Alexis's face. This was what she had been waiting for! It was like watching an opponent in chess realize they'd allowed their king to fall into checkmate. “It's not that bad.”

Alexis groaned beneath her, the brunette gripping her chair so hard her knuckles were white. And small wonder why—the woman's breasts were expanding, filling by the second with hefty fat.

Or—now that Jen got a good look at Alexis's changing body—rather, it looked like her whole torso was starting to expand; the illusion of growing breasts something caused by her bra stubbornly refusing to give up.

The brunette looked down to herself with a moan of distress, seeing how fat she was getting. “How is this not that bad?” She looked up to Jen with tears in her eyes.

Jen smirked down at the woman, tutting quietly. “Well, let's think. Charlotte's Web, Wilbur, the Muppets. Pigs are a big deal in cinema. I'm sure that this change of yours will become a box-office hit. Who knows? We might even get you to play yourself!”

Jen's smirk turned a little venomous as she looked down to her transforming colleague. “Well, you'll be the 'after' version of yourself, at least.”

Alexis sobbed loudly, her whole body feeling like an inflating balloon. What did she do to deserve this? She was a good person, she was always humane; didn't karma dictate she should have something good happen to her in return?

As the thought crossed her mind, her skin started to itch. The woman looked down and choked out another loud sob at the sight of her smooth, tanned skin becoming the pink and rough hide of a pig.

“N-no, please! Stop this! Change me back!” Alexis pleaded, looking up to Jen. She tried to stand to grab the woman, but her body was too heavy for her legs to support.

With a loud squeal of distress, Alexis thudded onto all fours, glaring up at Jen. Her body jiggled as she fell, and she groaned with distress as her clothes started to feel like they were choking her.

Her belly bulged and Alexis groaned as her shirt rode up on her chest. To think it had once fit her so well! Now it looked like a skinny tank top, trying too hard to hold a pot belly that was swelling more and more by the minute.

“Oh, you're going to be such a fat little piggy, aren't you?” Jen cooed mockingly from above her, and Alexis whimpered in sorrow, a tear leaking from her right eye. How could Jen be so cruel; so savage as to do this to another human being?

Alexis instead focused on the ground before her, trying to crawl to her terminal and message someone—anyone about this. She could feel her growing body jiggling with every motion, and a loud snap filled the room as her bra gave up its struggle to hold her swelling body.

The fat woman let out a sigh of relief, a small smile on her face as she got to her desk. Jen wouldn't get away with this; she would tell someone about what was happening to her; find a way to change herself back!

Jen saw what her colleague was doing and scowled. “What's the matter, you porker? Don't want to lose that perfect figure of yours?” She strode over to Alexis's work station, yanking the power cord from the back of the woman's computer.

The sob that followed was music to Jen's ears, especially because it held the hint of a pig's squeal in its sibilance. The redhead looked down to Alexis with a cocky grin on her face. “Sorry, dear. But pigs can't use computers. You should know that.”

Alexis glared up at Jen, shaking her head furiously. “I'm not a pig!” She squealed, moaning as her body seemed to swell around herself.

“Oh?” Jen had to admit, it was more than a little sexy how the brunette was trying to hold onto her diminishing humanity. “It looks like your body disagrees with you.”

Alexis whimpered, falling onto her side as her clothes got tighter and tighter—too tight to breathe! She wriggled her arms and her legs in distress, not realizing just how piggy the motion was. All she wanted was to be free of her clothes!

Then, with a loud and wrenching ripping, her coat split down the back; her shirt and skirt following suit a moment later. Sweet relief flooded Alexis's body, and she looked down to her feet to see her shoes unbuckling and her nylons growing dozens of holes.

Her swelling folds of fat were breaking through her clothes, what defined her humanity. Yet Alexis only wanted to be rid of them; they were causing her such pain!

She rolled onto her other side, shedding the scraps that remained of her shirt as she moved and exposing her breasts to Jen. Alexis looked down with a blush, her hands moving to cover herself only to freeze at the sight of her chest.

She used to have a pair of modest breasts, nothing to brag about but nothing to scoff at, either. While she'd never bragged to anyone about them, she'd always been quietly proud of the two. But now... Now they were little more than teats hanging from a piggish torso, fit for feeding piglets.

“Oh my God, that is too rich!” Jen howled, and Alexis sent her a sharp glare, her lips pursing as she tried to think her way out of this. There had to be some way, some way to be free...

The brunette's thoughts were scattered as two columns of sensation bloomed down her body, filling her mind with a bliss that almost bordered on erotic. Despite herself she was getting wet, the pleasure from her chest almost too much to bear.

Alexis looked down to her chest to identify the source: she'd now sprouted pig's teats, around eight of them to be precise. And all of them were yearning to be touched; begging to be caressed.

Of course Jen would see the need in Alexis's eyes; the want to have her piggy body held and pleasured.

“Oh, what's the matter, Alexis?” Jen crooned, leaning down to run her hands along her partner's belly. “Something wrong with my new prize sow?”

“I'm—oh!” Alexis bit her lip to keep herself from moaning at how good the feeling was. “I'm not a pig!” She squealed, a shrill sound that undermined her statement. Her legs bulked up as she shook her head, and she could feel them shrinking into her hips, getting shorter and stockier.

Her porcine body was losing its resemblance to anything human, devolving more and more by the second. Alexis squealed loudly in distress, her eyes wide as she searched for some sort of salvation.

Then her eyes alighted on her bag, and the woman had hope once more. She wriggled to her belly, rubbing her teats along the soft carpet of their office and moaning loudly with pleasure.

The brunette brought a hand behind herself, her thick fingers massaging her needy porcine pussy, and she let out a snort of pleasure as she slipped two digits into her folds. It was shameless, but if it was enough to distract Jen, then Alexis would ham it up as much as she could.

Alexis kept stroking at herself in clear view of her partner, doing her best to seem like she'd given in to lust. With every motion of her hands, the brunette kicked her legs and moved a little closer to her phone, her salvation.

“Ooh, what's the matter? Is Alexis becoming a slutty pig?” Jen cooed from above her.

Laugh it up, Alexis thought with a smile. Just a few inches more and she'd be able to call for help. Then she'd see who was laughing. The woman grinned as she reached her bag, discretely slipping open the phone and swiping it open.

Her passcode screen came up and Alexis hurriedly moved to enter the first few numbers into it. But her fingers were so thick and swollen that her every press hit more than one of the capacitive keys.

A loud blaring came from her phone at the failed password and Alexis's heart sank. “No!” She yelped, pulling her other hand from her pussy to try and enter the code with both hands; giving up her act entirely.

Jen's eyes widened at the sound, and she glared as she realized what her partner had tried to do. “Now, that wasn't very nice, was it?” She asked, reaching down to take the phone from Alexis.

Then she saw the results of the piggish woman's efforts; how swollen her fingers were. Jen guffawed with laughter, pulling away from the brunette with peals of amusement. “But then again, seeing you like this is priceless! You're such a cute pig!”

“Nnh!” Alexis grit her teeth as her hands began to cramp. Her eyes watered as her fingers began to twist, hard enamel covering her every digit and undermining any further attempts to use her phone. She looked at her hoof-like hands in distress, then glared back up to Jen.

“I'm not a pirrrornt!” Her head jerked forwards slightly as she snorted, and the woman flushed with embarrassment. No, not her voice! She couldn't lose that, too!

“Come again?” Jen smirked at the ailing scientist.

“I'm. Not. A. Pig.” Alexis enunciated each word clearly, needing to catch herself from  grunting like an animal.

Of course her body would betray her once more, the worst change yet burning through her body. Alexis squealed with surprise as her groin began to transform, her pussy swelling and rounding as it pulled back towards her anus. It was now in a position that she knew served one purpose: to be bred with other pigs.

“N-no! No! Prrrleeese, norrnt!” Alexis squealed and grunted as she looked at her backside, barely noticing the ache in her arms as they began to shorten just as her legs had.

She spun around, trying to see her vagina, to pray it hadn't changed. But her fat body was nowhere near dextrous enough to accomplish such a feat, and the girl let out a sob of dismay.

“Ooh, and looks like my porker has a plump, piggy pussy! Isn't alliteration grand?” Jen laughed, falling backwards onto her chair with a delighted cackle. “God, you look so perfect like this. All of those awards, all of those medals—and for what? So you could become a squealing sow?”

Alexis snorted loudly with derision, trying to think of another way out of this. But as her shoulders popped forwards and her hips cracked out, the piggish woman couldn't come up with any means to find a salvation.

Jen laughed at the look of hopelessness on Alexis's chunky face. If only she could take a photo of this moment to preserve it for all time!

“What's the matter? Just realized that you're going to go from winning science fairs to animal fairs?” Jen laughed as Alexis crinkled her nose, only to whimper as it stayed scrunched.

The redhead watched her colleague's nose flatten out on her face, turning upwards and pressing back as only a pig's snout can. “You're just a squealing pig now.”

“Nuh! Nuh-urrrnt! Porrnt! Please!” Alexis gagged before Jen, as though the very act of speaking like a pig left a bad taste in her mouth.

Jen laughed louder as Alexis's nose twitched, sniffing dumbly at the air, driven by instinct. “What's the matter, Alexis?”

“This is! Everrrnorrrnt! Ev-er-ee-thing is!” Alexis had to fight out the words, and Jen loved ever minute of it. TIME Magazine had once said that the brunette was the better-spoken of the two. If only they could see her now...

Jen chuckled, deciding to play with her prey a little more. “Everything is, you say? Well, I could always change you back after collecting the missing link from your body.”

Hope filled Alexis's eyes, and Jen had to fight to keep herself from bursting into laughter at the stupified look on her face. “Re-EEE!” The woman shook her head as though to straighten her thoughts; then she looked back up to Jen. “Really?”

“Yes, of course. I could.” Jen grinned as the hope began to dim in Alexis's eyes, the transforming woman realizing where she was going with this.

“But I won't.” Jen continued. “All of those years of being the second best, of being on the same cover yet in the background! Finally, this is my time for revenge!”

Alexis whimpered up at her colleague as the woman spoke. Had she truly felt such an indemnity towards her? All Alexis wanted was to be friends! The brunette squealed with sorrow as she felt her tongue begin to thicken in her mouth; her teeth lengthen to tusks.

“Finally, this is my chance! Mine!” Jen banged on her desk, disrupting her screen saver and bringing up her e-mail client. The woman paused, looking back to her screen; her eyes widening as she read her new messages.

Alexis squealed loudly in distress, her jaw cracking out into a porcine snout. She prayed that her gesture of good will would be enough to convince Jen to change her back;to promote teamwork with one another!

The transforming woman's ears pulled to the top of her head as she waited for her partner's reaction, her face now looking almost perfectly like that of a pig. Jen had to believe that Alexis only wanted to be friends; she had to!

Jen turned to look at the pig-to-be, and Alexis's heart soared. Yes! She'd read the messages, she knew... Her hopes began to plummet as she saw a sadistic smile creep along Jen's face.

“Oh, my dear, sweet little pig. This is just too perfect. 'I hope you learn the best from me'? It sounds like you volunteered for this!” She cackled, leaning back in her chair. “The narrative writes itself!”

Alexis squealed loudly. “Nuurrrnt! Eeeee wuuh-orrrrntud toorrrnt b-REE! Fuh-fuh-furrorrnts!” She tried to speak, crying at how hard it was to force her porcine mouth to produce human words.

As the tears slipped down her cheeks her hair slipped down from her head, falling to the ground in clumps beneath her. Alexis cried harder as she realized she was bald, one step closer to being an animal forever.

“Friends?” Jen smirked as Alexis started to grow short, coarse hairs all over her body. “Really, now. If we were friends, you'd have been more willing to work with me. No, let's face it, you always thought of yourself as my superior.”

“Nuh-Nooornt! Orrnt!” Alexis snorted through her thick, piggy nostrils. She sobbed as she realized she couldn't even speak close to properly anymore, fat tears trailing down her cheeks into her mouth.

“Bet you wish that you'd let me do this to an inmate now.” Jen couldn't resist throwing one last barb in.

Alexis whimpered loudly, feeling the last of the changes begin to grip her body. Her tailbone started to crack out, curling as it grew into a short and porcine tail. Her new curly appendage wagged idly, as if to mock her.

Alexis choked out another snorting sob, fully a sow from head to hindquarters. Still, she'd only need to wait until she could send a message to someone without Jen finding out. It wouldn't be that hard, right? She lifted her tail to let out a fart, snorting with laughter at the sound.

Then her ears perked upright on her head. Since when did she find farts to be funny? Alexis looked up at Jen with round eyes, realizing that her changes weren't through.

“Oh, did I forget to mention?” Jen cooed, petting Alexis's snout. “When I said you'd be a pig, I meant you'd totally be a pig. Just a fat, squealing sow from head to toe; in body... And in mind.”

Alexis squealed loudly, shaking her head in defiance. She was a MIT scientist, one of  the best in her class! She was a person, not a pig; and nothing Jen could do would strip that from her!

“Aw, what's the matter? You don't think you're a pig?”

Alexis looked up to her tormentor, glaring. She scuffed a trotter against the carpet and snorted angrily. She was not a pig, she was a person!

“I think that you are. And I'm a person, a person who's so, so much smarter than you.” Jen coaxed Alexis on, running her fingers along the girl's long and flabby ears.

Alexis snorted in confusion, blinking rapidly. Yes—no—what? Jen was a person, that was right. And... Was she smarter than Alexis? No, that couldn't be right; Alexis wasn't a dummy!

Jen could see the intelligence draining from the woman's eyes, grinning to herself triumphantly. To think that even the mental aspect of the transformation would work! This had implications beyond what she'd expected! “You're just a dumb pig, and Alexis is no name for a dumb pig, is it?”

Alexis snorted again, her fat body trembling with apprehension. She... She was a pig, wasn't she? Pigs had curly tails and were fat and pink. And she had a curly tail and was fat and pink.

And if this person told her she was dumb... People were smarter than pigs, right? She had to be dumb... Maybe the woman was right, maybe 'Alexis' was too smart of a name for herself. Even now, she was having trouble holding onto that long of a name.

“I think I'm going to call you Chubs. You like that, Chubs?” Jen pet the pig's head, and the pig squealed back happily.

Y-yes. Chubs was a good pig name. And Chubs was a pig. Chubs was chubby too! Chubs squealed with amusement as she started to understand her name. Her owner was so clever; she was called Chubs because... Why was she called Chubs, again?

“Yes, you're Chubs. You're my dumb little sow. You've always been a sow, and you always will be.” Jen laughed, watching as the pig's eyes misted over. 'Chubs' was looking and sounding dumber and dumber by the second, her jaw even falling dim-wittedly slack.

Chubs grunted, nuzzling into her owner's pets. Thinking was hard, and Chubs didn't like thinking. She liked eating, and pets, and eating, and mud, and... And eating. Chubs squealed up at the person, her tummy rumbling.

“Oh, what's the matter? Is my big, fat girl hungry?”

Chubs's eyes widened. She had such a smart person! She nuzzled her person, oinking just like the stupid pig she was.

Jen laughed aloud at the sight of 'Chubs' nuzzling her, only to laugh harder as the sow started to eat the hair and clothes on the ground. So much for the 'Most Influential Woman of the Year'.

The redheaded scientist lounged back in her chair, looking back to the data Alexis had mailed her before all of this. A phrase popped into her head, and she couldn't help but give voice to it. “The Queen is dead. Long live the Queen.”

Below her the new sow snorted contentedly, the woman she had once been lost forever.