-My partner in crime and I know that ladies love dogs. After a freak accident with chemicals and the death of my beloved Irish Setter, I came to have the power to turn into any breed of dog and to change my apperance and my partner\'s apperance; and use it to my advantage-

So, there we were, walking through times square, when I saw my next victim. My tail started wagging and my dick started to grow. "Trace! Lookie there, mmmm, she\'s mine tonight." Trace, my brother, walked on over. I had to admit, I did a hell of a good job this time around. Blue eyes, blonde hair, strong abs and legs, and 6 inches in his pants. A lot better than the brown eyes, black hair, and only a 4 pack, not to mention a smaller package in his pants that I gave him last week. "Shit Chase, I\'m ready to eat her out now! Blonde hair, green eyes, long legs, small ass, and look at those daisy duke shorts..." Chase really is my name, Trace was Clarence; but he hated that name. So, we decided Chase. After all, he is my 23 year old twin.

"So, what\'s the plan Chase?" "Well, not many girls expect a full white husky in New York, so let\'s walk on over and say hello." I used to have an Irish Setter named Red. Some bastard ran him over and when I went to run to him, battery fluid, oil, and some funky fluid spilled all over me when I picked up Red. About a week after we buried him, I realized I could turn myself into any breed of dog I wanted. Not to mention that I could give myself and Trace any looks we wanted. Hurts like hell for a minute since it changes our DNA and fingerprints. Weird right? Anyway, back to the hottie on the corner.

So, we walked over and I did the usual; sniffed her delicious crotch. "Chase! Bad dog! I\'m so sorry Ms., please excuse me." "Oh, that\'s alright. What a beautiful dog! Is she a husky?" "He, he\'s a husky. Chase is his name." "Awwww, how cute!" "Let me make it up to you. Say, lunch perhaps?" "Yeah, that sounds wonderful!" Bingo.

"So, my name\'s Mary. What\'s your name?" "Trace, pleasure to meet you." So, they sat at a nice outdoor restuarant and talked. Got to hand it to him, Trace knows what to say. I\'m just in it for the sex and money. Trace likes the same as well; not bad for identical twins. I had some steak and kept staring at those daisy duke shorts, wondering when I could pin her and lick her pussy till I was full.

We saw a movie, Trace talked the guy into letting his dog in since "I was well behaved." I hated the muzzle, but I wanted to see the movie, so I put up with it. It was getting late and Mary wanted to get going home.