You wake with your nose buried in your sutured crotch. You feel a firm hand on your head lifting it up. You recognize Bruno's scent before you open your eyes. He's putting a plastic cone collar around your neck.
"Sorry, John-John, cannot have you playing with yourself until you're all healed, and ready to become my bitch," Bruno said. The he pulls a tube out of his pocket, and applies a stinky ointment to your sore groin. He adds, "You're lucky, he spent an extra 40 bucks and got you prosthetic balls to replace your old ones." He massaged the ointment into your ping pong ball filled sack, and explained, "This is Lick Guard, just in case you manage to get the collar off. And in case, I get a bit playful before your properly healed." He tugs at your shirt, and sighs, "I hope Master Jack lets me get out of this human suit soon. I really miss my fur, and eating with utensils is a pain. But I suppose, I'm stuck this way until you're all healed. He doesn't want me humping you, until you're healed and properly trained."
Your ears perk up, and you look angrily at Bruno. Your uncle did this to you, so he could have his own bitch, and you're his bitch.
Bruno looks at your expression in the cone, and laughs, "Yeah, your Uncle Jack promised me that whoever put on that dog costume would be mine forever. Don't think he expected that his nephew would be dumb enough to put it on, but you're my bitch now. Oh, and don't expect mommy dearest to suddenly remember that she has a son, the spell on that suit has altered everyone's memories of you, except Master Jack's and yours."
You manage to get to your feet, but your knees are wobbly, and you walk back and forth a couple of inches before curling up back on the dog pillow. You just want to sleep.
Bruno flopped down on the floor in front of you. He put his hand on his elbow, "Damn, you're one fine bitch, John-John. I wouldn't mind doing you while we're both human, if I could. You see your uncle is my master, and I'm not just his dog, I'm his familiar. He likes to call himself a wizard, but he gets most of his powers through me. I'm his demon dog, and I need a human body to enable his more powerful spells. So he created that dog suit. I'm surprised he nutted -er, neutered you, but I guess -"
"Bruno!" Uncle Jack shouted from somewhere else in the house.
Bruno rolled his eyes and sat up on the floor.
"Bruno, come boy!"
Bruno stood up in one movement, he was very athletic, and shouted, "Yes, master!"