Within his cozy doghouse — he preferred to think of the space as cozy rather than cramped — Jared shut down thoughts of the outside world and blocked musings on the upcoming trauma and the dozens of indignities he had faced since becoming a dog again.
Jared licked at his balls some more, even becoming accepting of the texture of his fur-covered scrotum against his tongue as his efforts deposited more canine slobber over them. He wondered...could he suck on them, too? He rolled a testicle into his jaws, mindful of his teeth. After a fashion, it worked. Excited, he sucked one one, then the other, following a pattern. The feeling transported him to a whole new level. If this had been physically possible for him as a human, he would have been so addicted he would have given up baseball, television, and even his phone. All the mind-blowing attention had also alerted his doggie cock, which red and rigid, had popped out of its fur-covered sheath.
He closed his eyes to fully enjoy the sensations as he gave his balls a continued tongue bath and made his first tentative approach to sucking on his own cock. He whimpered wildly just from licking its sensitive head.
The noisy session of slurping and sucking prevented him from hearing the approach of footsteps in the grass adjacent to his house.
Out of the blue, he heard a shocked "Shaggy!" Jared's eyes flew open and from behind a fringe of fur he saw...