You catch a quick whiff of some of the most rank shit you have ever smelled and decide that between the officer and Keith, that Keith had it the worst. You also realize that even though you want to help the officer get back to normal you cannot risk turning him back to normal first. If you did he could arrest you for turning him into a bitch before you had a chance to turn Keith back.
You aim the key at Keith and click, “Please, let this work!”
Light envelopes your shitty friend and when it clears you see a male German Shepherd sitting where the crap had been. Keith lets out a howl of excitement and begins to wag his tail vigorously to let you know that he is happy to no longer be a pile of shit.
“Well at least you aren’t a pile of crap anymore, so it is a start”, you say as the officer props herself up onto the rear bumper to see what the commotion is and sees Keith. Keith and the officer lock eyes as you try to decide what to do next. You start to examine the key when you hear the officer begin to whine and remember that she is in heat. You look back a Keith who looks down at his penis as it is coaxed out of it furry sheath by the smell of the officer’s moist female parts.
Keith starts to whine too as he fights off his manly urges. No longer able to fight the urges Keith jumps from the trunk onto the bitch officer’s back as she tries to runaway but is stopped by the leash you are holding. You chuckle at the ridiculous scene for a moment and then remember that even though Keith and the officer are dogs now they still have emotions and probably are not enjoying this predicament you got them into.
“I am so sorry you two”, you apologize as you peel Keith off the officer’s back just as he begins to hump. “Keith, I’m not going to let you get with the officer”, you yell holding Keith as he continues hump the air. You then toss Keith back into the trunk and quickly close the lid before Keith has a chance to jump back out.
You sit down on the ground with your head between your knees trying to decide on what to do next. You can hear Keith barking up a storm in the car no doubt pissed with you, you just are not sure if he is angry that he is still a dog or that you stopped him from making puppies with the officer. The officer comes over and begins to lick your face, you think as a thank you for stopping Keith. You put your hand behind her ear and begin petting the back of her head remembering that she found it comforting.
“Officer, you do realize that I didn’t mean to turn you into a bitch, right?” The officer gives a faint nod of understanding which comforts you. “I’m not sure if I should use the keys on either you or Keith at the moment, because I still don’t know how they work and I don’t want to make things worse for either of you.” You are also a little frightened that you almost just stood there, and watch Keith and the officer make puppies. You then think a little more about that and realize that if they did have puppies they would be purebred German Shepherds and would make you a pretty penny. Not to mention Keith would finally be pulling in some cash and the cop was not innocent. He had no good reason to be searching your car in the first place. You have also always wanted a pet and Keith did make a cute dog.
You shake your head still not sure what to do, breeding was starting to look like an appealing option, but did Keith and the Cop really deserve this? You could also make things worse by trying to use the keys again.