It was a long weekend. The man had fucked you while you were a dog and he was a man. He had changed himself into a dog and fucked you that way. At one point you were both human and he let you have a go at him, since he had gotten used to the feeling of being fucked while sharing a cell with the Cajun man. Finally Sunday night came around, you were back to dog status and the man was snoring in your bed. As much as you detested the situation, you knew there was nothing you could do.
When you woke the next morning, you noticed the man wasn’t in your bed. You heard the shower stop, and minutes later the man walked out completely naked.
“Ah, pup! Good, you’re awake. Since I’m you, I’ve got to go to your work. I’ve been going over what you do while I was in the shower, seems boring.” He was right. Your job was monotonous. Just then he pointed at you and uttered a spell. You felt your fur retract into your skin, your penis detach from your stomach as your sheath disappeared, and you grew back into your new human body. Looking up, you saw what your transformation had done to the man.
“Fuck pup, this body of yours gets turned on quick! If I weren’t already pushing it time wise I’d have you take care of this. No matter!” He shrugs.
“Thank you, uh, sir! Thanks for letting me be human again!” You exclaim.
“Sorry pup, it ain’t for long, just easier ta change ya this way. See, a few months into our arrangement and I’ll be able to leave ya at home no problem. But for now, ya just ain’t loyal enough to me for me to trust ya. So pup, looks like you’re coming with me to work!” He grins.
“Coming with… but, how? Don’t you think my coworkers are going to notice?” Not fully realizing his intent.
“They won’t notice ya while you’re hangin out in my pants!” He laughs. “Now, we don’t have much time. You got two options that I think will really bond us. You’re going to spend the day either as my tighty whities or you’re gonna be my dick. I’m gonna be a nice guy and let you pick!”
You groan.