You step into the Furious Forest, rifle in hand as you give a confident smile. You had come into the woods to do some hunting, but not just any hunting. You were in for some really BIG game. There had been an infestation of wild boars lately and they were doing a lot of damage to the country side. The boar problem became so bad that the king placed a large bounty on wild boars in order to get the population under control. The bigger the boar, the bigger the bounty. However, the king himself stated that he sometimes thought that it was actually the work of one particularly large and destructive boar rather than a whole herd of boars causing chaos. Of course, that didn’t matter to you, because you came to hunt boars and get paid. “Those little piggies,” you say to yourself. “Are in big trouble now.”
You laugh to yourself as you walk into the woods and twirl your rifle. You knew that there were boars to be hunted and you pull out a whistle that makes a pig’s sound, hoping to use it as bait. However, for some reason, the boars don’t come running. This causes you to let out a sigh. “Looks like we’ll be doing things the hard way.” You walk further into the forest and hold your rifle out in case you see any boars. What you do see is a large bounty of truffles and other crops. The sight of the crops makes you wonder why the boars have to leave the forest to steal food from the village. It seemed like there was enough food here for an army of boars. Speaking of which, you rub your chin and you don’t seem to find any sign of a boar.
“That’s strange,” you say. “People said that there was an infestation of wild boars. But I haven’t seen even one.” You walk further into the forest and still see no boars. You were beginning to think that the damage might have actually been done by a bear or by rats. Then again, as far as you knew, there weren’t any boars in the forest to begin with before these strange attacks. As you continue to walk on, you don’t know it, but you pass by a rather strange purple truffle that was as big as a tree stump and from the looks of it, it had a few bites taken out of it. But what you do come across startles you. There is a rather large foot print, as big as a carriage and from the looks of it, it was made by a boar. You give a whistle and then you crack a smile. “That print must belong to a giant of a boar. I’m going to be rich.” With that, you rush off with your rifle, determined to catch this mysterious boar.
As you keep on running, you see a shadow of a rather strange creature and realize that you must be on the right track. You see a shadowed out image of a boar’s head and smile. “Gotcha.” You hold out your rifle and fire, expecting to fell the boar. However, the bullet just bounces off of the boar and causes it to squeal. “What the?” you ask. You then hear snarling and the boar turns around and rises to its full height. iIt was there that you look up in surprise because this was no ordinary boar you had shot. This wild boar was 650ft tall and was actually an anthropomorphic wild boar woman. She had bright purple skin with long white hair and sharp yellow teeth with four large tusks. She wore nothing but a chainmail bikini and a red leather jacket as well as a pair of tinted pink sunglasses as she looks down on you and snorts.
“You interrupted my meal, human.” You continue to look up at this enormous boar lady in surprise. “A talking boar?” you ask. “You must be worth millions.” The boar woman notices your rifle and the fat creature gives a snorting laugh. “Flattery will get you nowhere and that silly toy doesn’t scare me at all.” You give a smirk. “Well, I’ve got news for you, piggy. The king is paying a bounty for the wild boar that are ravaging the countryside.” The boar lady scoffs. “Wild boar. Singular. I’m the only boar in this entire forest.” “That’s good enough for me,” you say. “More bounty for me.” You fire again, but the bullet bounces harmlessly off the boar lady’s skin. You try to shoot again, but you’re out of bullets.
The giant pig lady reaches down and grabs your rifle before tossing it into her mouth and eating it, to your surprise. “Well,” snorted the boar lady. “It appears the predator has become the prey. But I’m a reasonable porcine. I’ll give you a chance to make up for it. You become my servant and I won’t eat you.” The boar woman gives another laugh as she looks down at you.
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