"Whoa!" Ryan says in surprise. Instead of a store room or traditional rec room, Ryan found himself looking at dungeon complete with chains hanging from the wall and ceiling, stocks, a St. Andrew cross, a rack, cages, and a mannequin attired in a black leather harness hood, mitts, dog collar and boots.
Ryan stumbled forward missing the last step and tumbling forward on to the mannequin. He fumbled in rising as his wristwatch had gotten entangled in the harness and the mannequin's hood had fallen off. Ryan undid his watch to get free. Then he uprighted the mannequin, and grinned. The outfit looked like it was just his size. The mannequin could've been his twin standing 6'2" with size 12 boots. Ryan quickly stripped the mannequin, and then stripped himself. He looked at the smooth metal tag on the dog collar. The next thing he knew, Ryan had cinched himself into the harness, secured the dog collar around his neck, hastened the muzzled hood over his head, then he put on the boots. Jonathan would crap himself when Ryan jumped out of the shadows dressed like this, and howling.
There was a full-length mirror next to the stairs, and Ryan found himself modeling. He did resemble a giant dog, if only he had a tail. Then he noticed the rubber tail butt plug lying among the "toys" on the work bench. There were whips, flails, paddles, dildos, butt plugs, screws, vises, clamps, clips, clothes pins, lubes, candles, matches, ropes, cords, handcuffs and more. Ryan grimaced as he found himself actually considering shoving that huge butt plug in his own butt, so that he could have a tail. Ryan's desire to try it out got the better of him. He lubed it up and then decided it would be best to shove it in quickly. He gritted his teeth and shoved it in. His eyes watered up, and he let out a blood-curdling scream.
Ryan took a deep breath. His muscles relaxed, and he felt better about the object in his butt. He pulled on the self-locking mitts, and started up the stairs on all fours. He paused in front of the mirror to wag his new tail, and was surprised to notice that the black leather pouch was stretched taut by his erection. The supple leather didn't leave much to the imagination. Ryan grinned, he was proud of his manhood. He stretched his neck to rub his leather muzzle against his bulge. He continued up the stairs, and out the open basement door into the hallway.