Mark was furious. He berated Ty for bringing two strays into his household. Ty stood calmly before his step father not the least bit afraid. June and Dustin stood behind Mark giving a unified front towards Ty.
Ty looked down to notice that the bitch he had been with yesterday was growling a little bit at Mark, ready to pounce if the man became violent. Buddy to sat in front of Ty with his bitch seemingly to protect him.
Ty felt warm inside, he appreciated their undying love and devotion for him. He wished that these dogs were his family.
Mark had grown louder but suddenly stopped when a chill ran over him. His skin itched, he scratched madly and looked at his hands. His eyes went wide as he saw that black callouses were forming on his paws, and hair was growing all over.
June and Dustin scratched as well while their faces elongated into canine snouts. Vision blurred for them while they fell over, their hips no longer designed for standing upright. Tails sprouted ripping holes in their clothing. Whimpering from all three was abundant.
In reverse order Buddy and the two bitches were just starting to stand upright. Buddy stretched and embraced his lover, the two losing their fur to become exact replicas of Mark and June. The other bitch retained her canine appearance but had a decidedly human female proportions. Her fur started sucking into her skin and her face flattened out into that of a girl Ty's own age. Her hair kept the same color that her fur patturn had, giving her an oddly ethereal beauty. She looked happily at Ty, then embraced him.