Jeff feels a tingle run through his whole body, causing him to shiver, “man... that felt weird,” he says. The teen then feels himself shrinking, his body also starts to itch as fur starts to sprout from his body, he feels his clothes become baggier and baggier. Jeff's pant, along with his briefs fall to the ground around his ankles, he then feels a need to lean forward, placing his hands on the floor, his spine pops and cracks, locking him into this position. Jeff's ears migrate up his head and become pointy, his black air changes into the same coloring as his fur, blending perfectly in.
When Jeff is on all fours, Dean helps him out of the over sized t-shirt, he then grabs the rest of Jeff's clothes and carries them over to a basket, 'I'll get rid of these later,' he thinks to himself, 'I also need to get rid of ALL of Jeff's clothes and belongings... I am NOT planing keeping him a dog for just a month... .'
Jeff, unaware of this is still shrinking, 'weird,' he thinks to himself, 'why am I still shrinking? Did Dean go against my wish and is transforming me into a puppy?! I hope not!'
Dean turns around, he smiles when he sees that Jeff is looking less and less like a human and more and more like a dog, a 8-week-old German Shepherd. “Already looking good, Jeff,” Dean says.
Jeff looks up at Dean, “Arf?”
Dean chuckles, “already lost your ability to talk, eh, boy? I guess you are asking if I transformed you into a puppy, even though you were against it,” he asks, Jeff nods, “the answer is “yes”... oh don't look at me like that. I have told you the reason why I prefer a puppy!”
Jeff lets out a cute puppy growl, his little tail between his hind legs, “ARF!”
Dean rolls his eyes, “stop complaining,” he says, “you'll find being a puppy is much more fun than being a old dog!”
Jeff lets out a huff, but he has to admit that it does feel good, he is full of energy and has to fight the urge not to start running around. What Jeff is unaware off is that Dean has edited his mind, causing the human side to be at 20% while the dog side is at 80%.
“Oh my gosh,” Dean says, when Jeff's transformation is finally completed, “you are soooooo cute!”
Jeff sits down on his hind legs and tilts his head, Dean almost melts, “stop looking at me like that,” he says, “I was thinking. I can't call you “Jeff”... How about “Max” or “Rex”?”
Jeff tilts his head, he then lets out a little bark.
“What's that,” Dean asks, “which name do you like? Max?”
Jeff shakes his head.
“Rex?”
Jeff lets out a bark and jumps up, running towards Dean, who laughs, “Rex it is then,” he says, “now, Rex... there are a couple of things we need to do: I need to register you, you need to go to the vets for vaccination and check up and we need to buy some dog toys and other supplies. After that we'll have some fun, sounds good?”
Jeff whines and shakes his head, little does he know that Dean his going to do it anyway.