As his left hand went up and down his canine cock it took all he could muster to pick the gun back up with his right hand and place the barrel against his doggie ball sack and pulled the trigger.
Van Helsing fell back in pain as his balls dropped to the ground. His mental control came flooding back to him as his penis quickly turned back to human and the last vestiges of fur melted off his body.
As quickly as the pain had started it had stopped, reaching a hand down to where his balls had been he found nothing but smooth skin. Standing and pulling up his pants he figured it was a small price to pay for not being turned into a sex crazed canine.
Plus he now knew a way to fight the virus.