While Chad continues to give his “Master” a blowjob, unknowingly injecting Karl with nanobots, Bruno watches the percentage bar of “subject Karl” slowly increase, “hmm… still not enough to change Karl physically,” he mumbles to himself, as he lies on his bed with just his boxer briefs on, “but, it’s enough to at least manipulate him a little. To be able to set my plan into action, I’d need Karl to create more samples of that liquid latex he used to make Chad his doggo. Once Karl has created a couple of samples, I’ll have him ship the vials to me,” the teen grins to himself and starts to type in the command.
As Karl enjoys the blowjob, he feels his head tingle a little, ‘must create more latex and ship them to Master Bruno,’ he thinks to himself.
Bruno smirks to himself as a message pops up, “command received and accepted,” it reads. “Perfect,” Bruno says, “I also added that Karl will forget what he has done once he sent the samples to me. I don’t need him to bug me with annoying questions or stop me from archiving my goal”.
After Chad had finished sucking off his master, the “dog” walks towards his bed and lies down, falling asleep. Karl on the other hand stands up from the couch, his eyes wide and dilated, as if he’s in a trance, ‘must… crate… liquid latex and… ship to master,’ he thinks to himself. The teen then slowly, almost like a robot, walks down into his basement and into his lap.
Karl opens a cabinet in which he stored thousands of his dad’s nanobots he had stolen from his dad’s lab. The teen then gets to work creating more of the latex, he does not program the nanobots, since Bruno had ordered him not to, because Bruno plans on programming every sample himself. Karl works all afternoon and all night, by morning he had created around 200 samples of liquid latex and bottled each sample into small plastic bottles. The teen then packages the bottles and writes his master’s name and address on the package, “now got to send it off,” the teen mumbles, so he grabs his keys and hurries to the postal service down his street, soon the package is on its way to Bruno.
When Karl arrives home and the moment he sits down on the couch he blinks and lets out a groan, “man… why does my head hurt,” he asks himself, unaware of what he had done, “I should get some sleep,” with that, he heads to his room and soon is fast asleep.
Meanwhile Bruno’s iPad gives off a ping sound, when Bruno checks he grins, “hehe… looks like the command I gave Karl worked,” he says to himself, “I can’t wait for the latex to arrive… oh, boy! Will I HAVE fun!”
Bruno then notices that the percentage of the nanobots inside Karl are at 40%, “hm… still a long way off,” he mumbles, “hopefully Chad and Karl are in the mood for some more “fun” today, we shall see. For now, I’m happy with the results”.
While he waits for Karl to be “fed” with more nanobots, Bruno decides to check the internet for the perfect dog which is most suitable for turkey hunting, but also for other hunting seasons, like deer and duck.
The list he finds, not only lists Bloodhounds, but also Labrador Retrievers, Golden Retrievers, Beagles, Fox Terriers, Dachshund and lots more.
Bruno scratches his chin as he looks through the various dog breeds, “hmm… a Labrador would honestly be the best pick,” he says to himself, “they are not only super smart, but also really good swimmers, which especially would come in handy come duck season. Yup! I think I’ll have Chad become my little black Labrador!”
While Bruno is studying everything about Labradors, Karl awakes from his nap with a boner, he checks his alarm clock, “hm… still got time before I’d have to head out to school,” he looks down at his cock and grins, “REX, HERE BOY!”
It doesn’t take long and “Rex” comes running into his master’s bedroom, Karl points at his cock, “get to work, boy,” he orders.
Chad happily lets out a bark and wags his tail as he walks up to his master, Karl leans back and closes his eyes, letting out a moan as his “dog” once again starts to give him a blowjob, unaware that nanobots start to enter his body through the tip of his cock.
Bruno’s iPad pings, the teen grins when he notices the percentage bar above Karl’s name start to pick up again, “he… Karl is sure one horny dumbass,” he says to himself, “hopefully the percentage will be high enough when school starts for some experimenting fun!”