Chad ne Jake ran after the dog. His legs hurt, he heard sinews and bones snapping, and suddenly, he found himself running naked on all fours after Chad's dog through the living room. He stumbled as his hands and feet seized up and began to change into paws, and fur started to sprout everywhere. He rolled over on his back to examine his changing body.
He howled, "No!" and darted out the door and up the staircase sniffing for the dog's scent. The colors seemed to drain out of the oriental carpet runner than ran down the middle of the wooden stairs. He made it to the landing and was shocked to see Chad by a door. At least it looked like Chad, but then Dog-boy Chad saw that the new Chad was wearing a dog collar and holding the red undies. Then he saw the furry dog tail growing out of the other Chad's butt. The former-dog Chad looked at the Dog-boy-Chad, and then he opened the door, stepped through and closed it behind him. Jake was furious. He raced down the hall barking madly. He leapt at the door, and bounced off. He struggled with his paws to turn the shiny smooth brass knob, but it was no good. Then he decided to try using his mouth. He growled and slobbered, but at last there was a click.
Chad was sitting on his bed in red underwear. He smiled at the dog charging him, and ordered simply, "Sit!"
Jake sat.
"Now you know who wears the pants, Jake," said the latest Chad, "And so does, Chad," he added snapping his waistband.
"I bet you both really want me to turn you back, but it's nice to be the master for a change. Clothing may take a while to get used to, and I don't think I'll be taking these undies off soon or ever." He picked up the dog collar he had worn earlier and walked over to Jake, and fastened the collar around his neck.