Max felt confused as the cute blonde jogged up with her Great Dane in tow. Somehow Max recognized her and felt aroused. His red cock slipped out of its shealth. The dog he knew was called Bruiser, but again he wasn't sure how. His memories didn't seem to gibe with his sensations, but they seemed to be shifting to be more dog-like.
"Hey, Richie, how are you doing?" Beth said stopping to jog in place before coming to a complete stop. "Hey, Maxy, this is Bruiser, I don't think you boys have met before." She said petting Max.
"Yeah, Max, you and Bruiser sniff and make friends, I wanna talk to Beth," Richie said letting the leash go slack.
Turning their backs on the dogs, Richie sidled up next to Beth. Max felt a twinge of jealousy. He wasn't sure why. Maybe he didn't like sharing his master? That was probably it, but there was --oof! Bruiser's wet nose was buried in the husky's butt.