It was less than a week later that Max and Richie got permanent room
mates. Beth and Bruiser moved in. Beth and Richie shared his room,
and the two big dogs shared the workout room.
"Dang, Max and Bruiser make quite a couple," laughed as he watched his
former brother curled up on the floor of the workout room licking
Bruiser's balls. Bruiser's Great Dane head was craned over the
Siberian Husky's neck licking his balls.
Beth hugged her sweaty hunk as he sat on the weight bench, "Are you
hinting you want some oral?"
He laughed.
"Oh, but seriously, you've got to have a couple more groomsmen to
balance my bridesmaids. Have you even picked out your best man yet?"
"Oh, I always thought Jeff would be my best man," blurted out Richie.
"Jeff? Who's he? Well, if you want him to be best man that's fine by
me honey, but you'll need at least one other guy. My brothers and
uncle can be groomsmen in a pinch, but I'd really rather they were
ushers. We need five remember?"
"Yeah, I'll get me a couple of groomsmen," Richie said wistfully. He
stared at the closed closet, the Chronivac was on the top shelf. He
then stared at Bruiser and Jeff.
"Thanks, now I'll be out of town for 3 days. You take good care of the
boys," she said with a laugh and a nod to their two gay dogs.
Richie got up and followed her out. They had a passionate kiss, and
embrace before he carried her bags out to her car. She drove off with
him standing in the street waving goodbye with the two dogs on either
side. Richie grabbed their collars, and led them back inside.
"Okay, I think I've come up with a cover story, bro. You're my
family's black sheep 'cause you're gay, and Bruiser, you'll be Bruce,
Jeff's boyfriend. Hell, maybe we'll make it a double wedding," he
said with a laugh.
Back inside, Richie got the Chronivac and transmitter down out of the
closet. He led Jeff over to the corner, and removed his collar.
Bruiser sat still but seemed concerned. He took Jeff's folded boxers
off the top shelf in the closet and set them on the floor next to
Jeff.
"Now to see how to turn you back into Jeff -sort of- I'm going to
leave you and Bruiser and gay weredog lovers, and keep you both loyal
to me. We'll start with you Jeff, and then, I'll let you describe the
human version of Bruiser."
Carefully, Richie scrolled through the menu, and made minor changes in
Jeff's default profile. He decided he'd make Jeff a bit better
groomed, and buffer than he had been. He left Jeff circumcised, though
he made Jeff's balls and dick smaller than his own. He made Jeff's
emotional content essentially the same as it had been as a dog, but
raised his IQ to 130 - the default had been 117, but he wanted his
brother a bit smarter than he had been before. If he'd been smarter
he wouldn't have ended up a canine, of course since that was his new
default state, having a smarter dog shouldn't pose a problem. He was
trying to figure out how he'd introduce Jeff to Beth, since neither
would remember dating each other. The Chronivac chimed. Richie looked
up, his naked brother was standing in the corner putting on his boxer
briefs.