Chad suddenly felt a growing hollowness in his gut. His arms and legs were absorbed into his expanding body, but his mouth, penis and ass were all merging to form a big yellow rubber dog bowl.
"That's a good Chad dog bowl," laughed Jim, "Now to fill ya up." He tugged on his penis, and began to piss into Chad.
The doorbell rang. Jim shook the last drops off piss into the bowl. The doorbell rang again.
Jim went to answer the door.
"Bad dog!" snapped Jim, "You have to be naked!"
"But anyone can see me if I strip on your doorstep, Jim."
"Master Jim, or better yet, just woof. And I don't care who sees. You wanna piece of Chad, you gotta pay the price, dog boy."
"Ye- WOOF WOOF!" answered the other voice.
"Good boy!" said Jim, Chad could hear the smirk in Jim's voice as he said it.
Chad heard the door open, but his eyes were fixed looking straight up. He could hear Jim enter with a man on all fours at his heels.
"Woof?"
"First, drink time, boy, your bowl is over there."
Chad wanted to blink, but his yellow rubber eyes could only stare. He couldn't believe who the naked collared man was that was now slurping Jim's piss out of Chad's dog bowl body. Wait he was humiliating himself like this so he could do what to Chad? Chad's mind raced, as the man's tongue tickled his belly as he lapped up Josh's piss. What the hell was going on? Chad figured he'd find out sooner or later, but being a dog bowl meant all he could do was lay there and watch.