Jeff read the result. "Male, 2 year old champion bred Briard..." The text then became unreadable as the colors in the room bled away into shades of gray. And the room seem to grow a bit as he began to both smell and hear a lot more than he could ever hear before. At first, Jeff's clothing seemed to tightening up in some areas and loosening up in others. But it then began to fade away. He looked down at himself and found himself unfazed by his own nakedness. Thick shaggy fur began to cover every inch of his skin. And as he stared down the length of his now deepened and broadened chest, he saw his cock now red and pointed, slipping into his new home.
Jeff propped his shaggy forequarters onto the desk's smooth surface and felt his tail slide out of his butt. He smiled a toothy smile and licked his flews happily with his tongue before sitting down again. He eyed the Chronivac and the computer before him. He felt very giddy at the moment. He was now a large, shaggy dog.
He then heard a noise and turned around just in time to see his little brother, Chris, enter the room.
Upon seeing him, Jeff let out a hearty woof. Chris was his best friend and master. Jeff found himself feeling very happy to see his master. No, a part of his still human mind insisted, Chris was his little brother and little brothers where he was concerned were trouble incarnate. But his newfound canine instinct triumphed over his human thoughts. He pushed himself off of the chair and happily went to greet his master. Chris smiled as he came closer and then leaned down to give him a really fond scritch behind his shaggy ears. Jeff murr and growled happily.
"Been playing some video games while I was gone, Casey?" He chuckled as he allowed Jeff to give him a couple of licks across his face. "Well I've got something more up your alley that will make you and me rich!" He happily crowed. Jeff woofed happily in response to the happiness he smelled about his master.
Standing up again, Chris pulled out a leash and fastens it to Jeff's collar. He then leads him out of the room which now resembled a family office. He notices that with the exception of the office equipment and doggy bed, the room still bears a strong resemblance to his own in the other reality.
"Yeah, Casey." He gives Jeff another wonderful scritch behind his shaggy ears. "Thanks to Mrs. Evans, that dog breeder I've been telling you about, you're going to be doing a lot of stud service for her four Briard bitches for the next couple of years. As for myself, Mrs. Evans has promised to offer me a lot of money for each successive litter that you sire. With luck, I'll earn enough money to pay my own into college." He pats Jeff's head and smiles as Jeff leans into him.
On the outside, Jeff is very happy. But on the inside, he feels very confused by the mix of canine and human emotions and instincts flying about in his head. When he set about becoming a dog, he didn't expect this to happen. Now what was he going to do? But his thoughts at the moment come up short as he scented the presence of some other dogs in his territory and inside his family's den. A second later, he forced himself to relax as the scents resolved themselves into the scent of some bitches in heat.
"Easy boy." Chris said to him as Jeff began to pull on his leash. "You'll be introduced to the girls soon enough."