You spend the better part of the afternoon trying to keep yourself sane. You have to be dreaming, since it's the only thing that would explain what's going on.
You get along great with Dutchess, at least. Even with her modifications, you find her stunningly attractive. Instinctlivly, you know that the Dane will get his wish for a litter before too long.
Unfortunatly, you find that you can't communicate with her. You can bark at each other, but they have no deeper meaning that you can figure out. She sometimes seems confused by this, but doesn't let it show.
The Dane seems pleased that you and his female human are getting along so well. He plays fetch with the pair of you for a while in the yard, something you find strangly exhilerating. You watch as Dutchess catches a ball in mid-air, and are struck by her teeth.
They're canine.
Slowly, you run your tounge over your teeth and realize that they're the same. You and Dutchess have changed.
You look up at your smiling master, and realize that the Dane has a mouthfull of human style teeth. now that you look at him, his legs look different than the first time you noticed them.
Exhausted and confused, you go to Dutchess' mat and collapse. You feel her lay next to you as you fall asleep. A few hours later, you feel your master rub your ears before he goes to bed himself. Content and half asleep, you simply wag your tail and fall back to sleep.