Trevor moved the mouse to refresh the computer, smiling as he checked the name a third time to be sure he chose the right box, unlike the rogue 17-year-old his dad accidentally paired up with the b&w canine image on his old display monitor that permanently linked the skinhead with his black Doberman pinscher guard dog in a basement cage. Joined with the kid's own permanent intermingling outcome, both the 17-year-old punk and one-year-old Doberman would share the other's fate as active mates and pure blood related kin. Forever swapping each other's body parts and both the physical features of anatomy, and complete exchange with one another's brain and intelligence, each made the weaker form give their willing or unwilling mate the same thoughts and ingrained wish to procreate and satisfy its need to dominate their soon fully blended canine-human thoughts and instincts.
Trevor had often watched and recorded the helpless submissions each were most fond of, surprised to notice that the weak one was normally the mostly human redhead male the changes created in each time they'd traded their appendages or simply hair and flesh with odd partial transformations. It wasn't until Trevor saw the human punk's now smaller erect cock turn into the canine's unsheathed red rocket when the Doberman gained a black veiled human cock that was soon enlarging and solidified from the dog's own bones that gave the quickly arousing canine a fully swollen member it easily overpowered and deeply impaled inside its weak mate's still human formed rectum.
But when the punk's own hairless sack and human size testicles were suddenly replaced with a tightly sheathed black scrotal canine sheath, and the far younger canine size balls that appeared to be rapidly inflating by cum that must have filled the guy with new reproductive Doberman semen within his internal organs, he was helpless to prevent the spurting ropes of his own sloppy white spurts of canine cum as the dog slammed its human size length back and forth deeper than the punk's tight tunnel could expel. And as both began spurting their own newly made sperm, each young male mind likely gave in to their forced mate's own arousal and submitted themselves to the other's savage passions and lust. It was gentle sexual mating when compared with the human punk's sudden next change, and Trevor saw those slick short black hairs of the Doberman's shiny pelt suddenly grow from the redhead's freckled skin as his own body gained the same patterns and markings of the canine black and brown fur from the dog's own hairlessly forming flesh while it continued pounding its mushroom pumping human cock across the punk's canine fur pelted back. As cables of ropy human cum jetted out of the dog's new human erection in shiny white spurts, Trevor continued to watch and gawk as the skinhead finally gained some inner power or strength to free himself, using his own anger or shock when he'd spun around behind the dog and stabbed his dark red canine rocket deeply inside the canine's rectum with a forceful plunge and savage twisted attack on the barking, snapping Doberman fangs that suddenly exchanged with the excessive drooling fluids, tongue, and human teeth within the guy's own mouth. Now having the Doberman's own pointy yellowed fangs, saliva, flat long tongue, and slick red rocket boner of a canine guard dog, Trevor shuddered at the forceful lunging speed the punk was forcing on the young Doberman's tail end without interruption. It looked as though this skinhead now sporting a spiked up black Mohawk instead of the flaming orange tall spiky Mohawk that he'd had on his head just minutes earlier, was fucking the dog's filthy ass and enjoying himself thoroughly, willingly.
And when the canine howled and yelped as their rough mating pleasure was joined with the punk's own drooling canine fangs and mouth that clamped around the freckled human flesh now formed below the canine's triangular-shaped skull, his heavier canine balls slapping back and forth against the altered canine hairless bony buttocks and low dangling scrotal sack the dog sported, Trevor was about to race back inside the basement to stop the skinhead from a sex act that would seal his fate until the Doberman's eyes glanced at the camera as if it knew he was watching.
Human colored blue eyes, thick, red-black eyelashes, and even the canine's now human upturned lips were soon paired with the dog's human sounding shriek and wails as the skinhead plunged his thinner hips forwards so forcefully that it was clear the punk's red canine cock suffered those same enlarging bulbous knots on the deepest depth of his own sheathed canine hardened penis. As he tied both to their canine mating form and now endless trading transformation into each other's human-canine shared mating enthralled act, Trevor noticed the canine's human cock squirting thick white ropes of its new cum, sealing its own fate and cum sharing transformations with the skinhead's partial change and canine needs into the punk's same canine switching body parts, and the confused human intelligence and thoughts it would use to feel and share the human guy's own same sexual pleasure. And as its young canine mind fed the punk their now shared arousing excited goal and knowledge, it gave the human male's mind its same canine desires, needs, and instincts the more their body's mated with each other's sexual parts and combined thoughts.
Eventually, Trevor guessed, both were going to share the other's own needs and determination to become the dominant alpha for their blended fates that would likely never end or alter their canine-human lives. Constantly changing a body's part was one horrible mistake Trevor hoped he'd somehow avoid with his own change, but even one change might bring on a whole new error in the chamber he and his dad made. One programming error could alter everything he had planned, adding something else into an entirely new or bizarre unwanted change he wouldn't force on anyone, or even enjoy giving anyone else.
Trevor noticed one big glitch his dad had missed less than a month earlier, failing to reveal the error would prove he knew more than even his own scientist dad, but failure also lead to reward, for some, anyway. And Trevor craved what was displayed on the screen in front of him so he'd have his sweet revenge with that hot blonde jock he'd have fun humiliating, almost as much as the humiliation he craved getting from the teen jock he'd soon make immortal and share some of his own lupine werewolf thrills and pleasures that would include a few more hungry thirsts and sexual gay cravings the teenage jock never dreamed or knew was programmed in by Trevor himself.
Trevor reviewed a final scan across the screen to ensure there were no error or oversight he'd missed, hovering his index finger above the key that'd change everything the humiliated jock bully would soon know and become.
16-year-old Nils Lagerfeld's cruel pranks were at an end. And finally, Trevor's hot jock boyfriend would share the same gay lusts, pleasures, and sexual dreams Trevor's brain conceived, to now torment, and reward his bully jock as a perfectly willing gay boyfriend with a fast swelling penis problem. Helpless for him to escape a sweaty werewolf mate and horny plaything, Nils would crave each and every hour and minute his once handsome, selfish, gorgeous long blonde silky Swedish blonde hair hovered over Trevor's naked body below, exposing its new imperfection and slightly fixed and modified hairstyle that his jock boyfriend deserved to have just slightly improved and changed.
His gay lover would want, no, would desperately need to satisfy Trevor's need, correcting the program so Nils would retain his mind, but submit to his own eternal future by experiencing Trevor's same imaginations and fantasies with every breath he would take to satisfy his own new homosexual needs and cravings.
Lifting Parker's phone, eagerly typing in the text he'd fashioned to bring Nils running over in whatever clothes or outfit he'd currently had on, Trevor hit the send tab to deliver Parker's, "Need you here Booger's NOW, help me out wit him, N! P."
In less than 10 minutes, a crash of the front door sounded out through the computer's security system, and Trevor's new boyfriend was soon going to be licking, sucking, or hopefully masturbating his own stiff boner with one hand as another hand was roughly stroking at Trevor's cock until both were left squirting gobs and gobs of ropy thick human cum onto each other's hairless bare chest's.
And then, when the feral change Trevor added made Nils' gentle love gnawing nips and bites spread and cause his own change into gay Nils' werewolf mate and alpha turned leader, the jock bully's new lust would add his to Trevor's as he helplessly climaxed and gained his new werewolf charged erections. Gay mind altered desires to satisfy him each hour and minute he asked his lover for more gay sex was next. Satisfying Trevor's fantasy for having obedient Nils as his horny gay boyfriend and werewolf mate would be paired and made into the jock's own new werewolf fate, to let Trevor's same pleasures and dreams become Nils' same reality of perfect servitude and dominant urge for gay sex and an overwhelming arousing stiff condition that would soon be reflected in Nils' more dirty and long blonde silkiness and sweaty locks. Along with an oily dripping glaze from each pore of his flesh and silky blonde hair that densely sprouted and blanketed from the teenage werewolf's strikingly filthy sweaty pungent muscular young body, Nils would share Trevor's own arousal at the strong sweet smells of his own body's ripe body odor he'd smell himself, too.
With the new increase in perspiration Nils secreted from every pore, Trevor included the same oily condition he had to suffer from in the form of some acne and greasy complexion. Not much, but just enough to notice the red pimples and sometimes larger outbreaks of oil across most parts of his own skin and new imperfections he guessed the jock's flesh never had to experience on himself. But that gave Trevor one more idea to add, and it would excite and force his gay jock boyfriend to have Trevor's same gay sex fantasies to both rub and groom the other's body's with either fingernails, or a tongue that lapped hour upon hour of fun that compelled the other to do wild humiliating sex acts and ideas Trevor would warp his hot boyfriend's prior sexual likes and thoughts into, mirroring his own gay desires with his same personality.
That would lead to Nils' next change, and Trevor's cock swelled when he lifted Parker's phone and spotted some text message that stated "arrived at Booger's-where u b?? N."
Trevor had quickly texted, "1 alarm. First door L, Rt hallway. Code on paper taped above keyp. Morons. Parker."
Including the new ideas he wanted programmed in was completed easily when Trevor ran a subroutine of codes to input any additional changes to be included into he and his dad's two million line advanced encrypted program.
"Well, my sweet little boy," Arthur said, opening the chamber's weighty metal door as he and Parker stepped inside. "We must leave it. Enjoy your supernatural changes if that's what you decided on turning yourself into. Once that change starts to happen, Trevor, remember you must never attempt reverting yourself, or the consequences will prove to be bad as those my last failure is forced to suffer every second of every day, each and every week, month, year, and century. Both he and that beastly foul creature caused the error to go unseen. It's own eager guard dog brain kicked in after I foolishly allowed it into our lab without thinking! You know why we must leave like this, son, I must not succumb to my wishes to remain here any longer where my gay boyfriend can taunt you since you've known the lad for far longer than I should've allowed him to tease and bully you. Yes, Trevor, I've known far longer than it should've gone on with him, but remember, he and I are now going to get what we both deserve, and I must confess, I look forward to the future change into this hot young innocent despite his shortcomings, though most I've fixed and adjusted to supply a lengthy eternal vampire existence you know you too have dreamed and ... yes, Parker fine, time to say farewell, my son, just press the switch below the desk, Trevor, and my fate will be seal--"
Trevor's finger hit the button beneath the computer workstation, sending his dad and Parker's physical body and his interrupted word into some distant location Trevor instantly forgot where both boyfriend bully's went as a blackish vapor cloudy trail disappeared behind the cylinder's heavy sealed door.