He tosses you into the back in the car after he has finished up. You do your best to try and stay standing but the swerving of the car makes it impossible. You eventually rest your head down and try to relax the best that you can.
The biker ignores you completely as he continues to drive. You feel a ton of loyalty to him and feel like you can never leave his side.
Eventually you make it home, as the biker pulls you out of the car you have a strange sensation. This house seemed familiar but you really cannot quite remember why. You don't think to much of it as your master takes you inside.
"Time for some rest pup," said your master leading you over to a dog bed. He unclips your collar and places a bowl of water by you and heads upstairs.
You lay on the floor and slowly begin to fall asleep.
***
"I couldn't believe it either. It actually fucking worked."
Your eyes fluttered open at the sound of the voice.
"Yup that worked as well...he is in for quite a shock when he wakes up."
Everything is in color as you look around the house...this was your house wasn't it.
You continue to slowly wake up realizing all of last nights events. You sit up suddenly looking down at your naked body sitting in an over-sized dog bed. Your human again. From upstairs you continue to hear the voice of the biker, your master. You sit there in shock, not sure what to do. How did you get into this mess?
"Ah pup, you're awake."
You look up as the biker slowly comes down the stairs, in your clothes.
"Just a bit of a review everyone thinks I'm you or some form of you. All of your friends will act like they know me, your family will act like they know me. Nobody will be suspicious about anything and you will continue to be my slave."
You sit there in the dog bed in terror, however this whole thing oddly turns you on.
"Thought I'd make being a slave a bit more pleasant, going to make you like this even if you don't want to," he said glancing at your erection.
You don't know what to do, you don't speak and try to cover yourself.
"Now now, no need to cover yourself up. You are still a lowly pup," said your master grabbing your hands, "I'll let you stay like a human for a little while but who knows what I might do later. The Cajun man taugt me many spells."
He went over and grabbed a leash and clips it to the collar you are still wearing.
"The more I talk to you, the more and more you feel like you have to do as I say. You will become more and more loyal to your master."
You nod slowly as your brain screams inside. This cannot be happening. You have a life, a job, a girlfriend. Things were going well for you. The biker heads you toward the door to your deck. Where was he taking you?
"Pups don't make potty in the house," he says, "They like to make potty outside. Crawl."
You crawl outside on your hands in needs, now thanking yourself that you finally got that large fence the year before as the biker leads your naked self out to your backyard.
"Come on, make potty," said the biker in a sweet voice. You want to do what he says as you bring your nose to the ground. You sniff around, not exactly sure what you are doing, and half hoping none of your neighbors stop by.
You find a spot and begin to lift your legs and begin to take a long piss in the backyard.
"Good boy," said the biker smiling and patting you on the back. You finish up and glance at your master.
"Nope," he said shaking his head, "Need to take a dump for your master as well. Be a good boy. Make me happy."
You nod as you sniff around again. You want to make your master happy as you sniff around the ground trying to find the right spot. You eventually decide on a specific patch of grass and begin to squat taking a large dump in the middle of what used to be your backyard.
"Good boy."
However you realize that this isn't your backyard it is now the bikers backyard. You are just his slave. No matter how much you don't want to be, he controls you and your cock.
Your master leads you back inside and heads to the cupboard and takes out a can of dog food.
"Time for breakfast, you love the taste of dog food," he said. You start licking your lips and your stomach gurgles. However in your head you are sickened by your newfound taste. You are a human right now, not even a dog that you were last night. How can your body like the taste of dog food?
Your master poors out a can of wet Alpo dog food and it sickeningly slides out onto a plate.
Before he even finishes you stick your face into the food and begin to slurp it up. It taste so good to you yet you feel so sick as well as you eat it.
"Well I'm bored with you," said your master.
You look up at him, dog food all over your face, "You are a bit to big me for pup, I can't feel very dominate with such a big dog running around here."
He points his finger at you...