Chad was exhausted. Topper had mounted him at least a dozen times. Chad had broken free before he could not most of those times. But running around in circles in the dark meant eventually Topper managed to knot 3 more times.
The two animals lay side by side sleeping, and doggy snoring when Coach Sinclair and Dylan open the closet door.
Topper blinks and trots out of the closet. Chad snores.
"There's a tag on it's collar. Check it, Dylan, " Sinclair said.
Dylan did and laughed, "It says, "CHAD". I heard my bro has a secret admirer, bet this pup was intended for him. Should I take her home?"
"Hey, take her home or take her to the pound, just take her outta my school."
"Sure thing, Coach. Hey, I wonder if the bitch is really named Chad? I mean it would be a mean prank to pull on my bro, but I wouldn't put it passed Rick and Bruno."
"Could be?" Coach muttered.
Dylan found the end of the leash, and slipped his wrist through the lead. Then he tugged gently on the leash saying, "Come on girl time to get up." Chad opened them closed her eyes. So he said, "Wakey, wakey, Chad."
Chad open her eyes and leapt to his -er her-feet. Chad yapped, "Dylan, you know I'm your brother right? You gotta help me."
"Come on, Chad, we're going home, and we will have to think of a better name for Bounder's new girlfriend."
Chad was so excited to be going home, and getting away from Topper's sexual attentions, he didn't think about the implications of being a dog in heat with his unneutered pet pitbull Bounder. Bounder was Chad's pet and best friend, surely he would recognize Chad as his owner and master.
Chad yapped away trying to talk to Dylan, but Dylan didn't understand anything his transformed brother said. Dylan did comment, "I didn't think French Bulldogs were so noisy. Topper rarely barks. Maybe just female French Bulldogs yap a lot?" The yapping was annoying.
Ten minutes later, Chad found himself tied up in the backyard with Bounder, while Dylan went inside to look for Chad.
Bounder trotted over silently.
Chad yapped, "Hey, Bounder, it's me your master, Chad. Uh, oh, okay, yeah sniff my butt, I'm female now, but I'm still your best friend Chad?" He was nervous. He hadn't realized just how big 70 lb pitbull Bounder was compared to Chad's current 20 lb French Bulldog form.