Mitch found himself torn by his new primitive feelings. He felt an enormous loyalty and devotion to Sean, whom he now thought of as his owner and master, but the human memories felt betrayed and misused. He similarly found himself aroused, and at the same time horrified by his arousal as he trotted at Sean's heel toward the handsome stud dog being held by Keith. The two dogs sniffed, and soon Jack Hammer mounted Michelle, while Sean and Keith chatted on a nearby park bench.
"Wow, Jack Hammer is banging your bitch, as hard as I go at my fiancee Alysse!"
"Fiancee?" Sean asked innocently secretly hiding his unhappiness. His gaydar usually wasn't wrong, but then maybe he wasn't using gaydar when he looked at Keith wearing only his skimpy blue nylon shorts and cross-trainers. He slipped his hand into his pocket and clutched the amulet. He concentrated on Keith, but nothing happened.
"Yeah, she's a regular wild woman. I'll introduce you to her, if you promise not to make a pass at her."
There was an awkward pause.
"Sean, are you okay?"
Blinking, Sean said, "Oh? Yes, sorry. I was just watching those two go at it, and was trying to figure out how long it'll take for Michelle to give birth, and what to do about the litter. We never discussed that."
"Oh. Well, it's customary to give the stud dog a fee, or pick of the litter when the pups are weaned. I'd guess about 16 weeks, if he's gotten her pregnant. We may have to mate them a few more times before it takes."
"Really?"
An idea was forming in Sean's twisted mind. Perhaps he couldn't directly affect Keith's orientation with the the amulet, but he could modify Mitch/Michelle so that he could produce the desired affect in Keith. He smiled.
"Let's say when those two "knotty" dogs untie, I take Michelle inside, and type up an agreement regarding the stud, and bring it back for you to sign. It'll be just what you said about pick of the litter, ok?"
"Sure," Keith stretched his bare arms and lay one across the back of the bench with his arm hairs gently brushing against Sean's back.
About 25 minutes later, Sean returned to the park with a pretty young woman named Shelly in tow. He introduced her to Keith, and she walked right up to Keith and planted a wet French kiss on his mouth as he opened it to say hi. He coughed and stared as the retrovirus in her saliva entered his bloodstream and began reprogramming him. Sean asked Shelly to witness the stud contract, and then suggested she go back into the house and check on Michelle. Mitch sighed, but obeyed.
Keith started to sniff the air. He and Sean had been talking about the market for golden retrievers and what the pups might sell for, and Keith found himself trying to surpress the boner that was tenting his tiny shorts. He was looking at Sean in a new light, he couldn't understand why, but for some reason his attraction to Alysse had waned, and now he was besotted by Sean. The weirdest part of this was, that Keith was imagining himself bottoming for Sean.
In the meantime, Sean's brother had returned home, and been greeted with a kiss from Mitch/Shelly...