Sean called out to the shirtless young man playing with the golden retriever, "Hey, that's quite a nice dog you have there!"
"Thanks, he's a champion. I've been looking to put him to stud, you wouldn't know of anyone with a bitch golden retriever in heat?"
Sean smiled and turned to look at Mitch, "I might."
"Really!" the young man's eyes and face lit up, and he knelt down to restrain his dog. The amulet in Sean's pocket was already aglow with the idea, and the dog stared at Mitch and sniffed. Mitch could feel the beginnings of a transformation. He shook his head, and gave a pleading look at Sean, but Sean was intent on getting to know the young man better.
"Yes. What's your name?"
"I'm Keith, and this here is Jack Hammer," he said introducing the dog.
Mitch cringed at hearing the name and the imagery it was already evoking in him.
"Hi Keith, Hi Jack. I'm Sean, and this is Mitch, and I happen to have a really nice golden retriever named Michelle."
Mitch silently mouthed "NO!"
"Come along Mitch. Keith, I'll be back in a few minutes with Michelle."
"We'll be waiting right here."
As soon as they entered Sean's house, he ordered Mitch to strip. Mitch hesitated.
"Listen Mitch, you obey me or I may just make this permanent."
Mitch complied. He was horrified to see that as he removed his clothing, his skin was already covered with golden fur. A tail flopped between his butt cheeks. He suddenly found himself on all fours, and felt a strangely warm and damp sensation in his crotch. Mitch swallowed hard, as he became Michelle, Sean's prizewinning bitch.