"Aww, thank you, honey!" Bertha snorts as a blush spreads across his face and he says, "You really love being a pig girl, don't you?"

"Oh yes, Master, I love being a pig girl! I've never been so happy in my entire life. Other people don't know what they're missing." The spell forces you to say.

"In that case, I think we should share this gift with your harem girls and make them into pig girls." Bertha oinks, "They are my friends after all, it would be wonderful if I could make them as happy as I've made you."

You actually find her idea to be quite hilarious. It was your conniving harem girls that got you into this horrible situation. They're the ones who cast the spell on you that forces you to obey and agree with Bertha's every word. If it wasn't for them, you never would have signed your wealth and fortune over to Bertha, married her, been turned into a pig girl, and then been screwed and impregnated by her after she turned into a boar man. Bertha doesn't even realize that you're under a spell. Your harem girls are responsible for all of this.

If you can't escape this horrible fate, then Bertha's idea is the perfect way for you to at least get a small amount of revenge against the harem girls that did this to you. A plan begins to form in your mind. The spell on you should allow you to speak freely as long as you don't try to say anything that could upset Bertha.

"That is a wonderful idea, Master!" You say, without the spell forcing you to, "All the harem girls would love to be pig girls like me."

"R-really?" Bertha stammers with a look of surprise on his face, "I was just joking, but do you really think it would be a good idea?"

"Of course, Master." You assure her, "Turning all the harem girls into pig girls will make them all very happy, and once you impregnate them all with your piglets they will be more happy than they have ever been in their lives."

"W-what?!" Bertha exclaims as a feminine blush spreads across his piggy face, "I can't impregnate them, I'm married to you, Snookums!"

"That doesn't matter, Master." You explain while resisting the urge to laugh, "Any man in this city is allowed to take multiple wives. I don't mind if I have to share your affection with the other harem girls. You'll be sharing the joys of piggy motherhood with them."

"Well, if you really think it's a good idea, then we'll do it." Bertha grunts, "We can start as soon as we return to the harem from the honeymoon."

"Why wait, Master? We can write a letter to the chief eunuch instructing him and the other eunuchs to get all the harem girls transformed into pig girls. That way it will be all taken care of by the time we get back from our honeymoon." You say. It will also ensure that Bertha won't be around to hear the harem girls protest the idea, you think to yourself silently.

"That's a wonderful idea!" Bertha snorts and farts, "Would you mind writing the message for me, Snookums? I'm going to go take a nice hot mud bath and relax."

"Yes, Master!" You reply as Bertha waddles out of the room.

A grin spreads across your piggy face as you pull out some complimentary paper provided by the hotel and start writing. You address the message to the chief eunuch, Hassan, and write down the order for the eunuchs to take all the harem girls to a magician to be transformed into pig girls. You also instruct them to get the same spell that was placed on you to be placed on all the harem girls. That way the harem girls will be forced to be just as obedient to Bertha as you are. It should also prevent them from demanding to be turned back to normal.

"I'm back, Snookums!" Bertha says as she returns, mud dripping from her flabby body, "Is the message ready."

"Yes, Master." You reply, "All that's left is for you to sign it."

Bertha nods and signs the message without bothering to read it.

"Thank you, Master. I'll get this message sent right away." You say as you take it and leave the room.

You return to the front desk of the hotel and give the message to the Hotel Proprietor. He chuckles at your new hideous appearance causing you to blush in embarrassment, but he still takes the message and promises to have it sent right away.

After that, you return to your hotel room.