"Well, let's get a better look first," said Rick lifting Chad's shirt, and pulling it over his head and down his arms, "Notice he no longer just has two nipples."
"Whoa! He's got four - no six nipples," gasped Ellie.
"Is he becoming a bitch dog?" asked Dexter. He seemed way to excited about Chad's possible sex change.
"Well, that's a thought," remarked Rick thoughtfully, "But I'm afraid dogs like humans have vestigial nipples. But maybe after he's completely canine, we can discuss turning stud into a bitch."
"Really?" asked Dexter.
"Haha," laughed Rick, "Well, his hindquarters are definitely all male dog now, but his torso and head are taking longer than it should," he added suddenly serious.
"He's getting hairier, is he a sheep dog?"
"Sheep dog's are brown and black, are they?"
"Australian sheepdog?"
"Marmaduke?"
"You mean, Great Dane, but they're not that hairy."
"St. Bernard?"
"Nah, it's not a common breed. At least not around here," commented Rick.
"Rhodesian Ridgeback?" asked Dexter.
"Right part of the world, but Chad's bigger than that."
"I dunno? What is he?"
"Boerboel," Rick answered.
"What's that?"
"Oh, I Googled it, it's a South African Mastiff," said Dexter.
"Well, I chose a breed that weighs the same as Chad, so mass is conserved. He weighed 185 this morning, and he will still weigh 185 after he's all dog. Now be a good boy, Chad, and stop fighting your fate."
"Chad boy not dog," said Chad.
"Bad, Chad, be a good dog!" Rick ordered.
Fur covered his back. He wanted to get down from being naked in front of his classmates, but Rick had told him to stay, and he had to stay. Whether he wanted it or not, Chad had to be a good dog.