"Here's my place, ta-dah!" says Richie opening the door for the rain drenched coeds. Boobs' t-shirt is skin-tight and transparaent. Richie rubs Max's head as he shakes off the water, "Lucky dog!" We're both getting some tonight.
"Ladies, if you want to get into some dry clothes, here are a couple of clean shorts and tee-shirts fresh from my laundry basket. You can change in my study, while I get out of these wet things, and into something more comfortable."
Janet whispers to Bess, as they take the dry clothes into Jeff's old room, "Man, what a perv, doesn't he get it that you're my Girlfriend?" She then delivers a peck on Bess' cheek.
"Hey, Janet, look at this, it doesn't look like any computer I've seen before--"
"It's not it's a Chronivac. And look at this menu, according to this Max used to be Richie's older brother."
"What?"
"And I bet he was planning on making me his "brown dog"! Well, we'll just see about that!" Janet starts typing into the Chronivac.
In his room, Richie has stripped and is admiring his naked body in the mirror. He judiciously applies cologne to strategic places on his body unaware that Janet has rolled Jeff's desk over to his doorway and is aiming the transmitter at Rich's room.
"Well, I think I'll wear Jeff's "lucky" boxers. Weren't too lucky for you, eh, Max? Hehe." The dog just looks at him and wags his tail. "And then I'll wear my red long-sleeve Oxford shirt." Richie says as he walks to the closet, and steps into his brother's boxers.
"Damn, I put them on backwards," Richie mutters as his closet door swings open. His mistake with his boxers is forgotten as he sees his closet is empty except for a muzzle, leash, and dog carrier.
"The Chronivac!" Richie screams and turns to run toward his door. A tail pops out through the fly. He yelps as his nipples get hard and tingle and suddenly are four instead of two. He then notices the bulge that should be in the front of his boxers is missing. He drops to all fours as he runs for the door. Max is looking at him funny. Then Richie smells it, he's in HEAT!
Max mounts the hot half human bitch using the fly in his old boxers as an access to Richie's new cunt. A knot forms as Richie watches in the mirror, as he becomes Max's female counterpart. The door swings open and Janet and Bess are laughing.
"Mrougowlf!" Richie says and then yelps as Max pushes deeper.
"Sorry, Richie, but Bess and I are a couple. Now, you and Jeff are too!"
"Rufff?"
"Yeah, we know what you did to your brother. Of course, he doesn't thanks to your reprogramming he's all dog. But thanks to my programming you'll remember everything: how you used to be a human heterosexual male who changed your big brother into a dog, and now he's your mate and you're a bitch. That reminds me, Richie is hardly a good name for a female dog?"
"How about Rita?" offers Bess.
"Yeah," Janet types into the keyboard resting in her lap next while Bess aims the transmitter at Richie/Rita.
"Okay, Rita, here's the deal. You belong to Bess and me, and you have to obey our every command, but your mind remains human. First command, you cannot touch the Chronivac."
Rita whines he knows he's beat.