Richie just changed lupus canis familiaris into homo sapiens and hit enter. He sat back and watched the Great Dane which had been staring at Jeff (formerly his mate Max). Bruiser let out a yelp as his shoulders spread his forelegs apart, and his forepaws splayed to form fingers. Bruiser was still blond, still pretty hairy and he was huge. He stood up, and had to be 6'4". Jeff/Max stared at his huge cock it had to be 11 inches easy and it wasn't hard. Jeff couldn't help but drool. Richie grinned. He had adjusted Jeff's sexual settings on the Chronivac to make sure he remained Bruiser-er, Bruce's bottom boy.
Richie stood up and walked toward them.
"Hey, Bruce," Richie said extending his hand, "The Chronivac is supposed to fill-in the blanks, so you should understand. Can you speak?"
Bruce glared at Richie, and growled. He made a fist and the naked giant knocked Richie out cold.
"Why did you do that to my master?" Jeff asked.
Bruce smacked his lips and rubbed his sore knuckles, and sat down at the Chronivac. He discovered that the Chronivac had indeed filled in all the blanks needed to be a human. He began touch typing in English.
Jeff moaned as his head ached. He felt like he just awakened from a dream or nightmare. He saw Richie lying on the floor with blood dribbling from his mouth. He moved over to him and knelt next to him.
"Richie?" he said.
Richie opened his eyes, "Hey, bro," he sighed, as he leaned up on his elbows.
"You turned me into a dog!" roared Jeff and he slammed his fist into Richie's face again. Richie lay unconscious on the floor again.
"There!" said Bruce triumphantly striking the enter key. The Chronivac hummed, and chimed.