Stan curses while holding onto his still sore hand. Not seeing his brother anywhere he calls out, "Will you walk your own damn dog!?" Glancing at Frisky, he saw her wagging her tail excitedly. Blinking, he noticed her chest area looked much more rounded than before, even forming a fur covered cleavage. After a shake of the head, he dismissed what he saw and exited the room. Not closing the door, Frisky followed.
With thoughts no longer clear, Joel crawled out from under the bed and decided to follow his recent bitch. A part of his brain still registered Stan as family, but he was having a hard time focusing. Quietly he left the room.
In the hallway, he saw his mate stagger and lean against a wall as Stan stepped into a bathroom. Frisky shuddered and gave a whimper. "You'll have to wait!" Stan shouted from the nearby room. Joel backed away as Frisky's body continued to change. Her thighs reshaped as the tan fur on the top of her head lengthened into long locks. Everywhere else her fur began to shed in clumps.
Joel walked up to her and sniffed the she as her snout retracted into her skull. Her teeth began to shrink and, for the most part, flatten. Joel was disappointed. Her scent was no longer the same. Depressed, Joel walked on by towards the front door. With his snout, he pushed it open and stepped out.
Meanwhile, from the bathroom, another cry was made. Stan had covered his bit hand in disinfecting soap and had lathered it up before washing it clean. After a minute, he realized the pain had changed to a numb feeling before starting to tingle. Then the tingle flared up into such pain that Stan gripped his hand. "Dammit," he thought. "I'm going to have to go to the emergency room because of that...." His thoughts trailed off as movement caught his left eye. Turning slightly, he saw an extremely beautiful, completely naked, six-foot tall woman with wonderful perfect breasts and long curly tannish-blonde hair. His sudden erection distracted him momentarily from the pain in hand, which was now traveling up his wrist. "Who are-?"
At which point, before he could turn the water from the sink off, the woman lunged at him. One hand grabbed him by the head as she forced a passionate kiss on his mouth. It was hard, and after a moment he realized her teeth were fairly sharp. A few seconds later he realized that his own teeth were getting sharper too. The realization vanished from his mind as he discovered that she had been using her other hand to remove his pants. Her scent filled his mind, and he stopped caring about the specifics of what was going on. He pushed his underwear and pants down before grabbing her and plunging deep into her sex. Mating felt right. It was all he wanted. Even as his body was wracked in pain as more changes shifted his bones and muscle, the warmth and pleasure he felt from the sex and growing fur blended into one giant experience of bliss. He didn't understand what was happening. He didn't care.
Within minutes, both the woman and the dane climaxed. After his knot subsided, she pulled back and smiled at the creature. She knew she used to be what he was now, and vice-versa, but she didn't understand how. She didn't understand the language of the upright people, but she was beginning to piece together than something the other one did in his room caused this. At that point, she remembered being stabbed into her now nonexistent tail. Before she probably wouldn't had cared why this had happen, but she was thinking differently now. There was a strange curiosity in her mind she didn't often have before. She wanted to understand things. Momentarily, she leaned into the male next to her, who was lying down, calming his breathing. She enjoyed him, but she no longer smelled like one of her own. She'd have to find another upright person if she'd want that type of enjoyment again, but a part of her wanted to investigate what happened in the sleeping room.
Then she heard the front door open. A man's voice called out, "Somebody left the front door open!" It was the boys' sire. "Is Frisky still in the house?" A part of her lustful desire began to spark up again.