Chad headed to the locker room to get ready for his date. The last period of the day was his Study Hall or Free Period. He crinkled his nose up as the locker room smell hit him. It was 10 times worse than usual. The few guys rushing by him would be marked late or tardy. He had the locker room to himself. He leisurely stripped and frowned at how hairy he was becoming. Maybe someone was slipping him steroids? Well, after his shower and sauna, he could manscape a bit before his big date.
As naked hairy Chad plodded toward the showers, Coach Wilkins pug dog Topper appeared, and started to hump Chad's leg.
"Get off me, Topper!" Chad shouted as he shook his leg. He noticed the janitor closet door was open, so he went over to it. He managed to shake Topper free, and to trap the animal in the unlocked janitor closet.
Chad was a bit flustered by his encounter with Topper, so he didn't notice that the shower lever seemed higher than it normally did. The moment wster hit his furry body, he realized that he smelled like a wet dog. He seemed to be all thumbs, as he awkwardly tried to apply the bottle of bodywash. Chad used excess8ve amounts of bodywash. Soon he was a giant mass of suds. He scrubbed and rinsed. Then he started to shed. Long hairs covered the shower room floor, and clogged the drains. Chad stared and stared. His hair should have been a different color than the green tile, but everything was the same colorsort of an orangish grey. Chad felt around for the shower lever, but it wasn't there. He swept the hair from his eyes, which came out in clumps. The lever was above his head. He fumbled with this hands to adjust it. At least his body was no longer covered with long hair. Now a short light and dark fur covered his skin. As he ran his stiff hands over his body, Chad was shocked to find he now had more than two nipples. He counted eight. In a panic he ran his hands down to his genitals. They were up inside him. He could feel the shrinking bulge under his furry skin. He suddenly felt a wet furry rod between his buttocks. He reached around to look at his new tail. He wasn't able to quite reach it. He slipped, and fell on all fours. He looked at his hands and feet and body. He was becoming a pug dog just like topper. He dashed out of the shower with his new dog toenails clicking on the tile.
He stood in front of the mirror at the dog's muzzle staring back at him. His eyes were still blue, but they seemed to be getting darker.
Coach Wilkins was always talking about finding a bitch to stud Topper with, but surely he wouldn't have done this to Chad?
He heard the janitor's voice.
"Hey, Topper, how'd you get yourself shut up in here?"
"Woof! Woof!" Topper barked.
"Rho rhit!" Chad said. He had a hard enough time getting Topper off him when he was a big human. Now that he was Topper's size or smaller, he was going to get screwed quite literally.
"Rho ray ram rye rowing ru rhet Ropper rount rhee!" Chad bolted in the direction away from the rapidly approaching pug stud dog.
"Woof! Woof! Woof!"