Jake was a nervous wreck. He tried his best not to think about the dog following him so closely. His pussy ached and yearned for something. His dick throbbed against his jeans. Sparky growled a little and leaned in close to Jake's ass. Jake bit his lip and slowed his pace. Something was wrong. But he couldn't figure out what that could be. Was he usually this amped up? He jacked off not even a full twenty minutes ago. He grunted a little when Sparky stuck his nose directly against Jake's ass.
"D-Damn, easy boy," Jake stammered. He breathed heavily. His eyes darted around as he tried to walk again. He needed to jack off again. There was no denying it. He stopped worrying about the lack of a reason for this need. He just started thinking about where he could go to relieve himself before dealing with Sparky. The thought of dealing with both issues at once crossed his mind, but the strange thought provided no additional explanation for why that was a solution.
He turned a corner and saw the doors to the locker room. The courtyard was still much further away. Jake readjusted the bulge in his jeans and gasped at the pleasure. He felt a little pre even ooze out. His pussy was just as raring to go. Sparky growled again. Jake resisted the urge to just fall to the ground, shed his jeans, and go to town on himself right there in the hallway. But no, he could make it. The locker room should be empty at this time of day. No one would even know he was there. He could take care of himself, which at this point could happen in an instant, and then be on his way to let Sparky do his thing.
Jake tugged a little on the leash and guided Sparky into the locker room. Just as he had hoped, there was nobody in there. He turned and locked the door so the locker room would remain that way. Just as he did so, Sparky jumped on him and with a growling bark. Jake stumbled to the floor and turned around. His eyes soon locked onto the one thing that he hadn't really seen yet.
Sparky's dick was out of its sheath and pointing directly at Jake. His entire body flushed with need, and he started sweating. His mind was lost in a haze as he undid his jeans. His eyes never left Sparky. He wiggled out of his jeans. Sparky wagged his tail and immediately ran around Jake. Jake could only prop himself up on his hands and knees. He felt a wet, warm tongue licking his pussy, nearly making him cum right then and there. But no, there was something much better waiting for him. And sure enough, he felt Sparky mounting his broad back. He could feel the panting dog's breath against the back of his head. Finally, the prize he had been needing the whole time, something he hadn't even realized he needed, made its mark.
Jake covered his mouth and moaned loudly into his palm. Sparky's dick thrust repeatedly against his inner walls, sending unbelievable pleasure through his body. He had never felt this much pleasure in his entire life. Oh, fuck, it was a lot of pleasure. It was so wonderfully hot getting plowed by... plowed by... by a dog... a dog's penis. Just like what that asshole Kyle Perkins said!
Jake's mind could barely process the information that he was all of a sudden remembering. He had been cursed, and this was it! This was horrific! This was awful! Why was he only allowed to remember the way things should be now? And why... why... why did it feel so damn good?! He had a pussy, and it loved every second of this. Jake's mind screamed at his body to pull away, but his body refused, pushing back against his golden retriever mate. His mind started to get lost in the ecstasy as wave after wave of ever-increasing arousal and pleasure rocked him to his core. He was a slut for dog dick. He was a bitch for dog dick. He wanted... no... he needed more. His mind stopped thinking about revenge against Kyle. He began to think about getting more dog dicks in his pussy. He could use the curse to get them! Oh, fuck, that was so hot to consider! He rocked back and forth against Sparky, waiting for the inevitable knot to seal them together for a while.