Before Trent could lock eyes with Nate, a large, furry muzzle obscured his view.
"Hi Butch!" said Nate. Trent's black lab gave a big wet kiss to both him and Nate, before being given a rub
down by Nate.
"Thanks boy!" said Nate, "I feel better now. That's all I needed, a big friendly dog!"
Trent shook his head as the two of them rolled around on the floor.
"You want another beer?" asked Trent.
"That'd be great, thanks." said Nate as he rubbed Butch's belly.
Trent left to get the beers, leaving Nate and Butch alone.
As Nate watched the game, he caught himself passing glances at Butch. Butch was sniffing around the room
before.
coming to Nate, sniffing at his rear.
"Smell something good boy?" asked Nate.
Butch moved around before getting to Nate's crotch. Nate felt his member twitch as the dog sniffed him. He
couldn't help but feel aroused for some reason.
"man... it's hot in here. Mind if I take my shirt off Trent?"
"Fine with me." replied Trent.
Nate pulled his shirt off, but he still felt hot. His normally hairless chest was now covered in hairs. His
face was growing a fine dusting all over as well.
Butch planted his nose in Nate's rear. Nate felt dizzy, and lowered himself to the ground. Nate was eye to eye
with Butch. He felt aroused by Butch's presence, his warmth, his smell
Soon, Nate's member was bulging against his jeans as he moaned. He
started to pant gently, as he stroked his bulge. he felt Butch pulling at his pants. Slowly, Nate undid his
belt buckle. with one quick pull, Nate was naked in Trent's living room. a new vagina had formed in Nate's
ass. Butch pushed Nate over as Trent was returning.
Trent walked back into the room and was frozen in place. Nate was naked and on all fours in the middle of the
room, with Butch pounding away on top. Nate was rocking back and forth, panting in unison with Butch. His
tongue had doubled in length, dripping drool while he was lost in pleasure.
"Nate?!"
Nate didn't seem to notice his friend's presence as His spine popped, pushing a wagging tail out above his
ass.
Trent ran over and lifted Trent up to his knees. Butch hadn't formed a knot and laid down, dejected.
"Nate?! Nate!!" Trent's calls finally seemed to get through as Nate looked at him.
"W-wha?? Trent? Whats going aawwwnn??"
His face shifted forward, stretching his lips and nose beyond recognition. His nose darkened as His teeth grew
long and sharp. Ears became pointed, moving up the sides of his head. Trent saw Nate's once blue-green eyes
darken to brown.
"Nate?"
"..."
"Nate?!"
Nate tilted his head quizzically before giving a slobbering kiss.
Nate tackled Trent, giving sloppy doggy kisses all over his face. Nate's mind was filled with fog. He could
recall vague images, but he didn't recognize most of them. He did recognize this man though. He was friendly,
kind, caring...
"He must be my master." thought Nate, as he continued to lick Trent.
Nate's chest cracked as it barreled out. His pelvis crunched, as it changed into a quadruped structure. His
legs snapped as they shrank, becoming hind legs. His hands grew pads, while his fingers shrank. Nails split
open, to reveal dark claws pushing out. At this point, Butch jumped back onto Nate. pumping harder.
"No!" cried Trent as he tried getting out from under Nate. He was trapped as the combined weight of the mating
pair.
Trent felt something poke him. Looking down, he could see Nate's dick as it rocked back and forth. It was
shrinking! Smaller and smaller it got, until it disappeared. fur washed over Nate, engulfing her in a
beautiful black coat. Butch and Nate climaxed, howling in unison. The two dogs then rested, panting contently.
Trent struggled and finally got free. He tried to separate them, but A knot had formed.
Trent looked at Nate with tears in his eyes. His stupid decision had cost his friend his humanity.
Getting up, Trent went over to the bottle. He hoped he could find a way to reverse it. Looking on the back,
Trent found a dose table. One dose made the change temporary, lasting only 12 hours.
Trent let out a sob of relief. Hearing him cry, 'Bitch' walked over to Trent and licked his hand. Trent smiled
as he looked at her.
Trent stifled a laugh. Nate had always joked about getting a dog to breed with Butch.
"I'll just call her 'Bitch'" he would say.
"Well" said Trent "Looks like your stuck this way for a while... Bitch!"
Bitch wagged her tail at the sound of her name. Or was it her name? She didn't care, Her master was happy.