The music blared. Chad could hear voices beyond the windowless utility room where he waited naked on all fours. The door opened. Geoff appeared. Chad moved toward the open door.
"Stay, boy. Stay, Chaddyboi. We have to wait until everyone is here before we bring out the guest of honor for your going away party. But I thought you might be thirsty," Geoff said emptying the contents of a beer bottle in the empty dog bowl on the floor in front of Chad.
"Here's some RB for you," he added, "Drink up."
"Rrrut beerrr," Chad growled quizzically.
Geoff laughed, "No, RB is recycled beer. Now drink, Chaddyboi."
Chad was disgusted but his dominant dog personality eagerly lapped up the warm piss. Chad had to admit it relieved his thirst. He dreaded this night.
Geoff kept chatting. He must've had a few alcoholic drinks already.
"So I've got 10 in the pool, as to the number of cocks cumming in you to complete your canine transformation. My dad thinks it will take 15, but your father picked 3. Since he is short on funds already," Geoff said rolling his eyes, "He said if he loses, he'll get your brother Brad to stud you. I think both you and Brad are getting screwed by your dad, but hey, better you guys than me, eh?"
"Hey, Geoff! Bitching party!" Bruno shouted, as he made his way from the other room into the kitchen which connected to the utility room.
Geoff pulled the door part way shut, and chortled, "Bitching Party? Why yes, yes, it really is a bitching party."
"So where's Chad? You said it was his going away party, but I haven't seen hide nor hair of him," Bruno said.
"Well, after everyone's here, we'll bring the guest of honor out. I bet you wouldn't mind mounting Chad," Geoff said tapping Bruno's bulge with the back of his hand.
"Yeah, right, like Chad would let me or any other guy," he said wistfully.
"Tonight will be full of surprises," Geoff said.