Jared suddenly realized what he was doing, and spat his penis out of his mouth not out of shame or disgust, but at the unpleasant concept of blasting himself in the face with a dog’s “gear”, whether it belonged to him or not.
“Dick taste weird”, he thought, laying down on the ground. “Not good. Not bad. Just weird.” Still, his member throbbed beneath him, erect and outside of his sheepdog foreskin as he thought more and more about beautiful, nude Cassie. One benefit to the whole experience had been, in Jared’s mind, his new penis.
Jared, like most American boys his age, had been circumcised at birth, so the new sensation of multiple nerve-endings rolled into one fuzzy dick-sheathe was an extremely pleasant experience for him. It was almost enough to make him happy at the moment. Almost.
But his mind kept wandering back to Cassie going on a date with his doppelgänger, dragging him along because the impostor had suggested it only to make Jared even more miserable. Would he force Jared to watch Cassie hug him? Kiss him? Maybe even get to first base?
Jared whimpered, annoyed and saddened. It wasn’t fair. He could take a lot of things, even being turned into a dog so long as he had Alex and (especially) Cassie. He could even put up with her parents, loathesome though they were. But Cassie going on a date with his mortal enemy, even worse than Cy Whalen, was just too much.
Jared huffed, reassuring himself by saying there were two more days left before Cassie had to go out with him. Maybe she’d reconsider..... then again, that would mean he’d never get a chance with her, IF he ever got back into his old body.
Jared rolled onto his back, staring up at the sky, which was turning into a pleasant purple hue with golden clouds. He wagged his tail, looked downwards, and saw Cassie walk up to an open second floor window, giving Jared a clear view of her beautiful face. Jared rolled back over, smiled (or rather, smiled as best as a dog could), and began panting. Cassie laughed, and waved to him. “Hey, Shaggy! I’ll be down in a minute!” Jared’s heart fluttered hearing her voice, and his happiness was doubled by the thought of her coming down to play with him later.
Jared started to walk away as Cassie left the window, but something in his brain clicked. That room Cassie was in..... it was..... familiar? But how? He’s only seen two rooms of the Hendersons’ upstairs.
He ran through his mind the images of Cassie’s room and the bathroom, and remembered the flower-print wallpaper in the bathroom.
It was the same exact wallpaper in the room he had just seen Cassie calll down to him from.
Jared eyes widened, and his thing unsheathed slightly. Could it be? No, it couldn’t. They probably just used the same wallpaper in more than one room. There was no way Cassie was in the bathroom, about to-
Jared’s dog ears pricked up as he heard the shower handle squeak, followed by the sound of a beautiful girl stepping naked under the water.
Jared began to panic. He was being given another chance. That had to be it. Why else would Cassie have called attention to herself and left the curtains open?
THE CURTAINS OPEN. Jared ran about the yard, trying desperately to get a look inside the bathroom, to get a good angle on seeing Cassie’s body. But the yard wasn’t long enough for him to see straight in, and he couldn’t see her reflection in any mirror. If he wanted this, he had to either get inside and into the bathroom or get his head above that second-floor window sill. And he had to hurry, Cassie wouldn’t shower forever. He had to figure out a way to get what he wanted.
But how?