Randy's legs were lengthening, reshaping into an almost human form.
Abs had formed and where just visible as contours on his stomach. His body was changing, becoming more human.
He rose to his feet, cum still dripping from his cock tip. I followed his progress intently, tongue drooping hungrily as bursts of precum spewed from his cockhaed and coated the pink shaft. Randy raised a hand to his face, sniffing it slightly.
"Must be a side affect of not wearing a collar." He explained. His voice was no longer dog, it was back to his regular, slightly New York accent. He paused for a second, before striding back to the car.
His fur was retreating and he began to look more like the man he once was. He returned with his uniform, pulling on the boxers hurridley.
"Mustn't let anyone see me," he stammered, his face shortening back to its normal shape "there'd be uproar if anyone found out."
His fur retreated back and he quickly buttoned the shirt up to conceal the last of it.
He tugged the blue trousers up, but as he reached his waist he found it would not go higher. The huge hairy tail was stopping it. He swayyed it side to side, surveying it intently.
"Damn it, it's still part of me, and it's not getting smaller." Apart from the tail he was now completely back to the stage he was when he had picked me up. He stuffed the tail into his pants and jumped into the car. I climbed in with Amy in pursuit. Racing off, Sgt Randy was muttering to himself about visiting some 'Building yards'. We stopped some time later in a vast area covered in steel girders and warehouses. Randy got out and approached on of the warehouses. A fat builder waddled out of the warehouse and embraced sargent Randy briskly. The two went into the warehouse. Randy returned about a minute later, clutching a cardboard box. He walked to the car and jumped back in happily.
I stared at the back of his head as he pushed the key into the car ignition. He stopped and turned around.
"Do you like your new body?" He asked quickly "Or would you prefer something a little more dainty or more powerful?"
I shook my head in disagreement. Randy looked at Amy.
"How about you?" He asked again.
Amy pondered the question before nodding tentitavley. Randy opened the box and poured out several collars.
"Take your pick" He said gesturing.
Amy leaned other and grabbed....