Doctor Kennerson soon returned to the examination room to meet with mark & Bryan. " My my, he's a big one isn't he. " The doctor remarked. " Let's have a look at him. " He added. As the vet checked Bryan over Mark noticed a light layer of black fur across Dr. Kennerson's face & neck, even more disturbed by his nose & mouth which became upturned in to the beginnings of a muzzle before his eyes. After checking Bryan over the vet replied " I think your dog is in fine health, seems large even for a Shepard but very strong & healthy otherwise. Hold on a sec & I'll print up your license. " He added. "
Dr. Kennerson, your face, are you OK? " Mark asked. " Of course! I've never felt better. " The Dr. responded. Does he know what's happening to himself, Mark thought. Dr. Kennerson ran his hands slowly across Bryan's back, tongue hanging out of his mouth. " Dr.? Dr.? Are You alright? " But marks concerns fell on deaf ears, the doctor was beginning to change. " That sent, can you smell it? " The Dr. asked. " What are you talking about? " Mark asked. " Mmmm, it smells so good. The sweet sent of the bitches in their kennels. " Dr. Kennerson said, his hands blooming with black fur, nails rupturing, claws extending. " Bitch....mate....with....bitch. " Kennerson mumbled. Mark watched on as the doctors muzzle stretched out slowly completing before his eyes, ripping his shirt open Dr. Kennerson started to strip. The vet's chest covered in thick brown fur, rubbing his changing paws across his groin, growling softly.