Jared claimed a corner of the cell, as far from the other canine inmates as possible, with his rear to the concrete wall to protect him from other unwanted advances.
He still felt some lingering pain from the big Rottweiler's assault. He also felt some other lingering sensations.
"Ohgod! Stop it!" He rebuked himself. He had just been raped by a brute of a dog. He should be horrified. He was horrified... except...
He had an itch now, and only the big Rottweiler could scratch it. He felt his doggie dick stirring in its furry sheath.
Or maybe one of the other dogs. Jared stared across the concrete floor at the hulking Great Dane and wondered. The sleepy Dane caught him staring and gave him a low, warning growl, misunderstanding Jared's interest.
"I've got to get out of here," he thought. "Out of here and back to my human body."
An opportunity came along sooner than he expected. A little girl, perhaps six or seven years old, looked through the bars of the cage. She turned to her parents and exclaimed, "Look at the big shaggy one!"
Was she his ticket out?
Jared adopted his shambling walk and made his way over to the bars. "I've got to keep her attention!"
He licked her fingers, tasting the sticky remains of a chocolate bar.
"I like this one," she said.
The Great Dane had stirred itself, and Jared heard the yipping of the Boxer. "Big Guy, wake up. Someone's wanting to take your new bitch."
Jared whimpered.
"He's so sweet," the girl said. "Please, can't we choose this one?"
"He's so big and untidy," said a rather fastidious woman who Jared pegged as the mom.
"He's smaller than those other two," said the man, presumably the girl's father. "Besides, it looks to be mostly fur. A good bath's probably all that's needed."
Jared whimpered his own plea and kept licking the little girl's fingers until she withdrew one hand so she could pat his head.
"Where do you think you're going?" Jared heard the low growl of Big Guy in his ears.