Inside the big black box Chad found a heavy black rubber dog suit with hood, paws and tail. There was a collar with a dog tag too. I read simply "CHAD". He smirked. No way was he putting that on. There was a note inside.
"Chad, you think your balls are sore now. You'll be getting three more rings today, and three more tomorrow. Unless you put on the dog suit. Be a good boy, and suit up. Collar, hood, and tail too. XXX Your Best Friend and Secret Admirer.
Chad let out a yelp. Another ring materialized. His eyes widen two more yet today? His balls would surely fall off. He stripped off his shorts. He stared at the seven silver rings in horror. How long before the next weight materialized? He grabbed the rubber suit and began to put it on. The legs were a bit tight, but Chad got it on. His feet were bunched up in the attached rubber paws. He put the hood, and collar on next. He frowned the tail, it had a butt plug. He felt around and found a hole in the rubber suit's bottom, and forced the tail plug in. Now he put the paw mitts on, and dropped to all fours. He scampered over to the hall mirror for a look. He felt so good in the suit. His balls no longer hurt. He turned to admire how his low hanging rubber clad balls hung with his rubber clad penis attached to his belly. He really looked like a dog. Then he realized what was wrong. His feet were flat on the floor, so were his hands, but his butt was down below his shoulders. The seam and zippers in the suit had vanished. He wasn't wearing mitts he had black paws.
The doorbell rang. Then someone tried the front door handle.