Brian seemed to be resisting, Clara noticed, so she took matters into her own hands. Clara grabbed the back of Brian's head, guiding it towards Katy's dripping shepherd mound. "Why don't you take a closer look, buddy?" Clara sneered, shoving his face right up against it.
Brian complied, licking eagerly at the bitch's mound, but then suddenly, he pulled away, grabbing at his throat. "Wha..Wha..Wha.." he muttered in a raspy voice, falling to the floor.
Clara watched, intrigued and aroused as Brian's body began to sprout dark brown fur, warping and twisting into a new shape. His face stretched into a muzzle as his hands grew more pawlike. Soon, Clara had both a male and a female shepherd in the room, both sexually aroused.
"Huh...the gypsy bitch didn't mention a thing about the juices changing people into dogs...glad I didn't taste any," she reflected. Meanwhile, the Brian-dog was eyeing the Katy-dog lustily, a thick red rocket emerging from his sheath.