"In, Sammy," Jake ordered.
Sam stumbled into the house as his feet stepped out of his shoes. They no longer fit. Sam fell to the floor on all fours. He shook the socks off as he stared at the dog paws at the end of his legs. His tongue hung out.
"What's happening to me?" Sam asked.
"You're becoming a bitch dog for Mike."
"Huh? Mike's dog is named Jake?"
"I'm Jake," said the hairy man with his evil pointy-toothed grin.
"But Jake's a dog?"
"No, Mike's the dog, and Sammy's his bitch," Jake answered fastening a collar and leash around Sammy's neck. "You're just lucky, I like the idea of puppies or you'd be on your way to the vet to be fixed."
"Now come, girl," Jake ordered leading the transforming bitch to Mike's bedroom.
Sam followed obediently even though he didn't want to obey because the Chronivac had programmed him to be that way.