You don't even realize that you didn't even take your car with you before your walk. It wasn't even the same one that you own, yet you remember it as your own. The back of the car is plastered with bumper stickers such as "Stop for Dog Cocks" "If you can read this, you're my bottom bitch" "Can't Beat Beast Briefs" and other sexual and dog related stickers. Of course, it was perfectly normal for a Dobie boy alpha like yourself as you sit in the driver's seat which felt soft like the briefs and insert your custom-made red rocket car key into the ignition which was also custom made to look like a dog's pucker.
Soon, you're headed down the road to your soon-to-be beta's house, 'warming' yourself up by pumping at your tent once again with your paw hand, your Dobie balls being able to churn out much more cum and last longer without aching. Unfortunately, you couldn't drive and work your brief covered cock at the same time without swaying a bit. Red and blue lights soon began following you with the magical sound of police siren. At first you were frustrated at the situation, but your devious doggy mind realized the potential for some early recruitment for your pack.
Pulling over to the side, you quickly pull at the front of your waistband and began flapping the material, filling the car with the musk of your cum and cock. By the time you finish and let go of the elastic, the patrolman approached the window, prompting you to pull the window down. You could clearly see the grimace on his face as the smell of your musk hits his nose and the realization of what he thought was a man with a furry fetish driving the vehicle. Nevertheless he attempted to follow protocol.
"...sir? Have you been drinking? You we're driving erratically..." he asked, his voice wavering a bit.
"Of course not, officer! But you know, you'd make a sexy Dobie boy..." you respond lewdly, noticing his behaviour.
"Sir! I'm going... to have to ask you to get out of... the vehicle and... put your sexy ass... I mean you paws, er, hands... on the hood..." he says weakly, unaware of the potent effects of the musk of your cum alone.
"No officer, I believe you're going to strip down, put YOUR hands on the hood and stick YOUR sexy ass out for your pack leader!" you command him with a bark and a lustful smile.
"...Y-yes... alpha..."
Soon, the patrolman was bare of his uniform and had assumed the position on the hood of your car, his well-built body exposed in the air. While you felt he was perfect for an omega, he wasn't suitable to be his male bitch. He'll make a great foot soldier for the pack, working with his future brethren to help expand the pack. But first, he'll need to become yours.
You step out of the car with a pair of Dobie Pack Beast Briefs, unaware that another has taken its place in the package.
"Lift." you command, causing him to lift his leg in a hypnotic, loyal daze. You slip on his own pair of briefs, making sure it fits snuggly like yours, before moving behind his tight ass. Your twitching tent was erect and excited during the whole 'ordeal' and was ready as you shove the cloth covered cock into the officer's cloth covered ass. The material in both of your briefs proved both durable and malleable as the fabric stretched inside with ease. His own tight erection was starting to change as its mushroom shaped outline began growing pointed at the tip and bloated at the base where his knot was beginning to swell. He had let his flattening tongue hang out and began panting like a dog in sync with you as fur traveled across his body. His mind was filled with so much lust and images of the pack he belonged to, he could do nothing to stop the same changes you went through, gaining paw hands and feet, glossy black and brown fur, and a Dobie boy's head and muzzle. Soon you both climax, the briefs seemed to allow cum to eject through the fabric only when ejaculating as you fill his doggy ass with your claiming cum while the former patrolman filled his briefs with his own cum, along with his human morals and shame, leaving only loyalty for you and the pack.
With the conversion complete, you pull your brief covered cock out of his ass, some of your cum dripping from it. He turned around to face you, standing at attention with his hands held limply in front of his furry chest like an eager dog and his clothed erection perpetually at full mast.
"Ready to serve the pack alpha!"