Luke had the boy's shirt and pants in his hands, but when he reached for his own clothes the Great Dane gave a loud snarl that made him jerk back. A moment later, the huge doge was savaging Luke's jeans and T-shirt, even shredding the underwear and socks. It did not take long for the animal to reduce Luke's clothes to tattered shreds.
Angry now, Luke shouted "Now that's just great! You expect me to go out of here naked?"
The dog woofed and came over, tail wagging. He nosed the smaller clothing still clutched in Luke's fists, and then licked the young man's belly. "You want me to put on your clothes?" The dog woofed and wagged his tail again. Luke shook his head. "Maybe you haven't noticed, but I'm way bigger than you were. Anyway, you'll need them once you get the suit off."
The dog snorted and shook his head, Luke was puzzled. "You want to stay a dog?" Another woof and tail wag. he sighed. "Even so, I'm older and taller than you were. This stuff will never fit. See?" He stuck a foot in one leg of the kid's jeans to illustrate how small they were. Only to have his leg slide easily into the pants. Luke blinked. Had the dog torn up his own clothes and left Luke's? He finished putting the jeans on - they were not his, but they fit OK. Same with the shirt, which he knew had been the kid's. Looking back into the dressing room, he saw his reflection. Actually, he saw what should have been the kid's reflection. Maybe ten years old, brown hair and blue eyes - the boy just before he turned into the dog. "Oh, no! I am NOT going through puberty again!" He took the clothes off. Nothing happened. He was still ten.
The dog trotted over and nosed the clothes, then woofed. After a moment, he circled around behind Luke and licked the new and very sensitive canine cunt. Was the Great Dane offering him a choice?