Jack turns off the TV, gets up, and goes to your room. You follow him.
"What are you doing?" You ask.
Jack picks up the collar and leash from your costume and turns toward you.
You put up your arms. "Whoa, whoa, Jack." You still have a half-chub from the petting on the couch, and you notice that the fur on the back of your hands has spread to cover your wrists. You wonder if it's happened to your feet, too. You glance down to confirm. Yup.
As you look down, though, Jack moves forward and loops the collar around your neck. "Hey! Jack! Listen - this isn't right! I'm NOT a DOG!"
Jack makes a Caesar Milan "Shh!" and you flinch a little. You feel your tail tuck between your legs. He takes the leash into his room and leaves you in your room.
You sit down on your bed and stare at yourself for a little while. Your muscles are more defined, and your treasure trail has widened and crawled up the middle of your chest and across your pecs like a "T". You have a dog's tail, your penis is still human, and your wrists and ankles sport a ring of gray fur. Your head has long gray shaggy fur and now that you see yourself - you're starting on a gray beard.
And you're wearing a collar. You tug at it a little, spin it around to the clasp, and start undoing the clasp.
"BAD DOG!" your mind shouts. "MASTER WANTS YOU TO WEAR IT!" You whine as you go light headed. The light headedness this time is different, however. You can feel a different thought on the other side of the dizziness. Kind of a nothing, zen acceptance. But you stop tugging at the collar and the sensation goes away.
Jack comes back into the room in the wolf suit. Your eyes go wide. It's really hot! You had some feelings for Jack before, but now that his scent is coming out of THAT body---!!! You jump up, run over to him, and give him a big hug.
"Hey, hey now. Easy, boy." He pats your head and attaches the leash to your collar.
Walkies! You're going out for walkies! You hop up and down, smiling and clapping your hands together.
Jack chuckles and walks toward the door. The leash pulls taut and you follow obediently. Jack opens the door and walks out. You follow, but something is bothering you. Jack takes out his keys from an inner pocket and locks the door shut.
Then it hits you. You're naked in public. You start to whine. Jack ignores it and pulls you down the hall.
You stumble a little and pull on the leash some. You see the fur on your wrists has spread to cover your forearms, and a glance down reveals the same progress on your hind legs.
You whine louder and Jack stops. "What? What is it? We're not going to the vet. We're going to a party."
"I - I - I don't have any *clothes* on, Jack! I'm not a dog!" Just then, you feel a pressure on your spine and you lose your balance. "Whoop." You fall, but catch yourself on all fours.
"Much better." Jack says, then walks away, pulling you along.