"Shouldn't we wait until Chad's all dog," said Dexter, "I swear his tail grew a quarter inch since I jacked him off. If it we cut it off now, it might be a three inch nub when he finishes changing?" He swirled cup of Chad's potential offspring. He hoped Chad understood what Rick was doing to him - it. Neuter dogs are its, Dexter reminded himself.
"Hm? His ears are still growing too. Why don't you three come up here and measure his ears and tail? When they stop growing, then we'll snip them, and Dexter's right, we want him to be all dog before we cut his balls off. You have to see the difference between rounded and hooked sperm heads under the microscope. Right, Ms. Sharpe?"
"Right, Rick?" she seemed a bit off thought Dexter, almost like she was in a mild trance. Maybe that was how Rick got her and Chad to go along with this stunt. Dexter had already decided to make daily visits to the animal shelter, as he felt certain Chad would end up there once Rick's attention shifted to his next project. Dexter had goaded Rick in the right direction when he heard Rick bemoaning that Chad was going be the MVP on the team in addition to all the other accolades he earned for captaining the team to victory. Rick had caught Chad's passes, and run across the goal lines more often than Chad, but Chad was the QB and got all the credit. Dexter had asked, "What does MVP stand for anyway? Most Valuable Pussy?" Rick had snorted or "Most Valuable Pooch? Nah? Well, maybe..." Dexter still had no idea how Rick had done this, but Dexter had already picked out a place of honor on his specimen shelf for Chad's nuts, and he was dead set on getting them.
"Maybe I should take another sample to see whether the sperm of the half changed Chad are a mixture of dog and human sperm or if they are some weird sort of hybrid. Maybe Ms. Sharpe will give us extra credit?" Dexter said grabbing an empty vial.
Rick muttered, "Maybe?" He glanced from Chad to the clock on the wall.
Chad whined softly. All the voices, all the sounds, words were harder to understand, they were just noises, and all the smells. Sweat, eagerness, fear, anticipation, anger, hope, so many emotions.
Rick had compared the three sets of measurements that had been taken, Chad's tail and ears were definitely still growing. His muzzle was still too short. He was furry most place, but his dick wasn't red enough or triangular enough and he was running out of time. He glared at the clock.