Dr. Jenkins tries to free himself from the grip of the men holding him, with no success as Mrs. Patterson injects him with a syringe of light green liquid.. The doctor cried out in anguish as the men unceremoniously threw him inside a cage so that the change could progress unhindered. The transformation commences with most of the changes like fur patches appearing on his chest while his lab coat tented slightly as a tail started to protrude behind him. But not all the all of the changes were so easily hidden as Jenkins' ears grew large and floppy while his hands changed into a pair of paws sticking through the sleeves of his shirt, his head feeling like its being pulled in three directions for a brief ten second. “Don’t…nnnnngh… don’t do this” he pleas desperately, realizing there was an echo to his voice as he realized his voice had an echo to it and finds himself with three heads on his shoulders. Understandably, this development is among what horrified the captive doctor with Mrs. Patterson watching. “You – nnngh – you bitch!” Jenkins's three heads all yell out while while to pull themselves apart as each grows a muzzle to go with their ears.
“Oh poor choice of words,” Mrs. Patterson replies with a smile as the Dr Jenkins's heads continued to whine as their body writhed around in discomfort before losing consciousness. Patterson proceeds to removing the doctor’s lab uniform, which was easily to remove since Jenkins shrunk a bit in size. She started with the labcoat and smiles at the wagging black furry tail that was tenting it, then unbuttoned the doctor’s shirt and pulled it off among with the trousers and underwear, smiling as Jenkins had completely turned into a three-headed remale rottweiler. Patterson leaves the case as Jenkins's three heads come to, each pulling the other two in a different direction while trying to get up before noticing their sex change.
“Brilliant!” Mrs Patterson being impressed by the serum's potency, “I must say that your transformation formula is incredible, as I’m sure you can now attest!” The three heads of Jenkins whined in response, neither wanting to be a mangy dog, and definitely not a female one! “Awww don’t worry girls” the woman said mockingly, “I know exactly how to cheer you up!” The former doctor was still too overwhelmed to really take any notice of the woman’s taunts. She also lacked the strength to protest as a collars are secured around hers neck along with a harness around her torso. "I think I call you Jens," Patterson smiles. "Now come, dearies.” The three Jens shakily followed on their four new legs while led along by Mrs. Patterson, one looking her sister her sister heads before looking at their new master...