This was awful. Jeff found his senses bombarded with the taste and smell of dog crap. Even after Fang had finished his business, the residual fecal matter on his puckered body stayed in place. As much as he’d like to wipe it off and run his mouth under water, he was completely immobile and was forced to silently endure the disgusting ordeal. As he mourned his fate as a smelly asshole beneath his former dog’s tail, Fang continued to play in his yard, jumping around and carrying his new passenger behind him. Eventually, he got tired and went to sit down at his favorite spot in the yard. Unfortunately for Jeff, he got to be smushed into the ground as the dog put its entire weight on his new body.
Jeff was borderline hysterical at this point. His entire life had been snatched away all because he played around with that stupid computer. He would probably be crying right now if he weren’t an inanimate hole on the back end of a dog. Despite all of his emotions, he was completely unable to express it. All he was able to do now was stretch open his puckered mouth whenever Fang felt the need to expel his awful turds. No control of his own form, totally dominated by some animal... The only hope he had now was that the machine would transform him again. Maybe he wouldn’t be human, but at least he could be something other than Fang’s shit covered asshole.
But that was not to be. Back at the Chronivac...