Pussy and ass stretched and loose, Chad awaited the "party" with a blend of dread and anticipation. Finally, Chad heard the doorbell ring. He waited in the living room obediently when he saw his coach arrive. Wordlessly, he shucked his clothes, and sat on the couch. After a tense moment, the coach growled, "Well? It ain't gonna suck itself." Breaking from his reverie, Chad lunged for the hardening cock, listening to Coach calling him several derogatory names...bitch, slut, cocksucker...Chad felt himself getting more and more wet.
As the coach was getting closer and closer, Chad felt a finger invade his cunt...and then a fat cock. He let out a whorish moan as he began to push back onto it, relishing the sensation. His whines and moans pushed Coach over the edge, causing him to erupt, filling Chad's mouth, and pulling out to shoot a few ropes onto his face.
The night continues, with Chad being fucked in every way possible, cumming over and over, a strategically placed mirror showing him becoming more and more like the dog boy he was that fateful night Master took ownership of him. He noticed his father, shamefully watching his son being fucked over and over...and loving every minute of it. Finally, laying down on the ground, panting, covered in cum and piss, he saw his cock growing back, now much more canine. Master stood over him. "Well, well, Chaddy boy. Looks like you enjoyed yourself. Such a good little bitch. I have one more treat for you, though." He said, as Chad heard his father yell and grunt, resisting something. As he looked at his father, he saw him being stripped naked, his cock already half hard. "Seems Daddy enjoyed the show too. Guess we should get him to join in...what to do...?"