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Another night closed on Darwinton.

Afternoon light turned to dusk turned to night. The outside streetlights came on and a quiet engulfed the neighborhood. Things in the house settled down. The dogs and masters of the house shifted into their bedrooms. Before Todd could enter the basement stairs and head down to his room, he was stopped by Pixie.

Pixie approached him in her sexy nightgown, nipples poking through the silk. She took his hand and said to Todd, "Actually... you can sleep on my bed tonight."

Todd grinned goofily as Pixie took him into her room. Randal and Elizabeth kept watching TV on the couch. They were quiet, even when hearing Pixie and Todd going at it made things awkward.

The show had finished and it was time for bed. Randal turned off the TV. It felt like an embarrassing accident when he and Elizabeth caught each other's gaze. They looked at each other, uncomfortable with their presence.

They had spent the last week fucking each other like mother nature christened them to be denmates. How many times had Randal stuck his large firm cock inside of Elizabeth? They had both lost count. The throes of passion over several days blurred together. To both dogs, it felt like a fading dream that they had woken up from and that they were now seeing each other as dogs for the first time.

It was humliating.

"Uhhh," said Randal, "I got to sleep outside," he got up, "so..."

And he left into the backyard. Elizabeth went downstairs, feeling like it was a good night to curl up in bed and masturbate to thoughts of Scar from the Lion King.

The night air was cool and the humidity made it refreshing to take a whiff in. Putting aside the awkwardness of him and Elizabeth, he sat down by his doghouse and looked up into the night sky. Nudity was too much for him but he could enjoy sleeping outside! Him being a dog might have had something to do with how relaxing it was, but he couldn't know for sure.

After laying down for a few minutes, Randal heard a door open. He looked up behind his doghouse towards the house down the line and saw a ferret guy with gelled blonde hair walking out the door.

The hair was familiar but Randal couldn't remember a myuman face to go with it. It's not like he knew every neighbor in the hood, though. A boy in the house beside him that had hair like that? He couldn't recall.

The ferret spotted Randal on the ground, "Uh, hi!"

Randal sat up, "Oh... hi there."

"They got you sleeping out here tonight?" said he, "What did you do? Chew a hat?"

Randal chuckled, "No, I growled in my master's face."

The ferret sat down beside him, "_Really?_And that's all you got for punishment?"

Randal thought for a second. Would he bring up the fact that his master bellyrubbed him so much that he went puppy-minded with attraction for his master? No, he thought he would leave that part out.

"She also whacked me on the nose with a newspaper," Randal lied.

The ferret chuckled, "Old testament stuff huh?"

The chatted for a bit, introducing themselves to each other. Randal didn't recognize the ferret but the name Elias was familiar. Being a dog, Randal had to stop the conversation to give Elias's crotch a good sniff.

"Hey, didn't you walk around nude before?" asked Elias.

Randal nodded, "Yeah. Pixie forced us to be naked." He curled one foot around the other, "It was embarrassing but we got used to it. Today she finally let us wear clothes again!"

Elias smiled, "Oh, it wasn't your choice?" He motioned at the park around them, "Whenever they take us for walks in the park everyone strips down anyway," he giggled, "You know, for fucking..." he rubbed his foot into the ground, "but it looked like she made you be nude 24/7!"

"Morning, noon and night," said Randal.

"Even the girls?" asked the ferret. Randal nodded and the ferret bit his lip, "Oh my God, naked girls all the time... sounds like heaven!" Elias looked down at his own lap. A bulge had formed on his jeans, "Look at me! I'm getting erect just thinking about it." He looked up at Randal, "The reason why I have to sleep out here tonight is because I was masturbating during supper."

Randal tittered, "Right at the dinner table?"

Elias nodded eagerly, "I thought it'd be ok. We do so many things around each other now that me opening up my jeans and cranking one out didn't seem like a big deal. But my master got mad and told me I had to sleep outside tonight." He gave Randal a shy look, "You don't mind me jerking off right now do ya?"

Randal shook his head. Elias grinned and undid his buckle. Unzipping his jeans and dropping his underwear and his big firm cock flopped out. It was thick and long. Elias smiled at Randal as he began to rub the fleshy rod. "Thanks," he said.

"Turning into animals made us very hung huh?" said Randal.

Elias chuckled, "Yeah. I didn't have anything this big as a myuman." He stopped stroking and took his hand away to let his solid cock hang in the air, "Now all the girls _love_me in bed!"

Randal chuckled but said nothing. After a moment of silence, Elias returned to rubbing his cock. He sighed, "It's going to be weird going back to classes soon."

"What?" said Randal.

"Didn't you hear?" said Elias, "Classes are starting up again... for us animals. We're going to have animal teachers!"

"I didn't hear about this..." said Randal. He went deep into thought.

The rest of the night involved quiet chatter with Randal joining in with Elias in a session of masturbation. They laugh, curled their toes a bit, encouraged one another to cum, and tried to shoot their loads into the grass at the same time. After a few orgasms, they had their fun and went to bed.

It was unusual for Randal to wake up with pants on, even if he was resting outside near a ferret guy with noticable morning wood. He decided not to disturb his neighbor and go inside for breakfast.

Inside the house, Elizabeth and Patricia arose from the basement. Pixie and Todd came out of her bedroom. Todd was topless with his fuzzy chest out in the open. Pixie and Todd were touchy with each other and it was obvious to everyone they had a good night together. Pixie gave Todd a peck on the cheek. Todd tapped his foot nervously and an erection escaped him.

Geffa had business elsewhere. After breakfast Randal wanted to watch some TV, although flipping through the channels, it became apparent that something was up. Gone was his normal myuman programming and in its place was animal stuff. There was a talk show with a well-dressed frog and a well-dressed panther. They were both feral and sat on the desk instead of on a chair.

"If your mate is bringing additional lovers into the den," said the frog, "try not to get jealous. Let them have their fun!"

The panther nodded, "Yes, showing jealously will push your partner away!"

"Didn't your husband do something like this recently?" asked the frog, a quaint smile appearing on its face.

"Yes," said the panther, "At first it was awkward sharing a bed with my husband and his five rutmates but when I saw him orgasm, and his face scrunched up and he roared, I couldn't be jealous of him!"

Randal wasn't sure what it was. Bugsy was strolling through the living room and saw Randal's confusion. He hopped over the couch and plopped down beside Randal.

Bugsy looked nervous, "Uh, whatcha watching?"

The sting of annoyance clapped inside Randal. It was the day after long weeks of Bugsy looking for any reason to humiliate Randal and his roommates. That all came to an end when Randal growled in Bugsy's face so ferociously that he spent a couple hours in a stupefied state. Bugsy was the one to convince Geffa and Pixie, the practical house runners, to go easy on Randal and the other 'pets', but his transgressions wouldn't soon be forgotten.

Randal turned to the television, "Some talk show, I think. It's a talk show... but with animals."

Bugsy grinned, "But of course. Us animals need our shows too."

Randal flipped the station. The next channel looked like an action movie but with a buff dog man in the lead role. He ran around with a high-powered machine gun wearing a SWAT uniform except barefoot.

Randal smirked, "Do animals need action movies too?"

Bugsy chuckled, "By the barrelful!"

They shared a giggle. They went quiet and Bugsy looked up sincerely at Randal, "Hey, Randy... I'm sorry for being a turd these last couple weeks."

Randal shook his head, "It's ok..."

"No, it's isn't," said Bugsy, "I made a horrible situation worse for ya. I promise I'll be more considerate in the future." He tapped a foot into Randal's leg, "I sure got mine though, didn't I? All it took was one growl in the face and you got me to freeze up!" He slapped his tummy and laughed out loud, "Like a cub!" He shoved his elbow into Randal playfully, "You might have to take me to the store and help me pick out a pacifier!"

Randal chuckled, "I'm not so great in staying dignified."

They shared a giggle and turned to the TV. The action movie was still rolling. The dog hero launched a motorcycle off a ceiling onto a helicopter and snatched the damsel in distress, a busty swan lady, then drove off the helicopter, landing on another roof safely. The dog hero and swan damsel biked away.

Randal flicked the channel and it looked like a workplace sitcom with animal people. He flicked again and there was a snow leopard wearing a cloak, holding a chalice. She spoke, "On this day we praise Eruthmar, god of forests. On this day we praise him for bountiful trees and shade!"

Randal flicked the channel again. It looked like another action movie. Then a few more times and he was back at the talk show with the frog and panther.

"Is that all?" asked Randal, looking at the remote.

"Yep," said Bugsy, "The network is just getting set up so there aren't a lot of channels for animals, yet."

Randal continued to watch the show. After hearing the panther tell a tale about how she once got fat by eating too much cake, Randal switched the channel. It was the action movie again and it looked like it was closing down. The dog hero had his shirt off and he was making out with the swan damsel hard. She caressed his ass gently.

He switched the channel again. It was the workplace sitcom. The lead seemed to be a parrot lady wearing a pink ladies suit, and her friends were a cat lady, an older dino lady, and a younger frog lady. The episode played out like Randal's myuman sitcoms. The parrot lady Denise wants more respect from her superiors, causing drama in the office. It was decent enough to watch.

Bugsy shoved Randal, "Hey, Randal. Which one would you want to impregnate?"

Randal blushed, "Uh, I don't know. I don't want to have a child..."

Bugsy smirked, "Come onnnn, which one? If you _had_to give one your pups, which one?"

Randal smirked a little. He looked on screen. Which one was the hottest? Denise had a nice bosom but everytime it cut to the dino lady, that ass grabbed Randal's attention. Her formed out underneath her business skirt. They were dynamite curves.

"The lizard lady," said Randal.

Bugsy smiled wide, "The dino?" He chuckled, "Me? I'd go for the frog girl. She looks like she just started producing eggs. I'd make her suck my dick and call me daddy."

Randal and Bugsy shared a giggle. They watched the show for the remainder of the hour. The episode ended with the parrot girl getting permission to take extra breaks to masturbate. She found some hot porn on her computer, reached down and started rubbing one out. A heave backward nearly made her toppled over on her chair. She kicked her legs up, knocking some pictures of the desk. The credits displayed over the parrot's face orgasming.

It was approaching supper and the door opened. Geffa walked through yet followed by two bisons, their bulky frames taking up the door. The male one followed behind Geffa closely where the female one got on the floor and started crawling around like an animal. Geffa had to tell her a few times to cut it out.

"Housepets!" called Geffa, "Come to the living room."

The four dogs came to the living room. They noticed the bisons; there was something familiar about them. They were standing well over six feet. The female wore and olive jacket over top a yellow flowered dress. She has a prominent bosom that jetted out in front of her. It was large but strong and firm. The male was much the same. Large, strong. He wore and dust brown suit jacket with a blue tie out front and a pair of sandy-colored pants.

"Hello, children," said the male.

"Mr. Rofko," said Randal, "Is that you?"

The bison nodded, "Yes, it is me, Randal."

It was Mr. and Mrs. Rofko, the owners of the house. They had been turned from myumans into animals like Randal and the others.

"When I needed to take over the house," said Geffa, "I had to deal with your former landlords here."

After invading the house, Geffa hunted down Mr. and Mrs. Rofko. She turned them both into bisons and after allowing them a break to fuck in the hallway, she offered them a chance to live the rest of their days in a magical plane, a dimension across reality where no civilization has touched.

When they arrived, they were curious, but as they traveled the reality of living on an infinite plane set in and they were overwhelmed with it. It scared and excited them. They slowly lost their sophistication. They spoke in moos. They rutted in open field and up against trees. They abandoned their clothes and went nude.

Geffa had them dress up for their visit to their form tenants, probably the last time they would speak to civilized persons.

"Another dimension?" said Todd.

"An alien world full of nothing but wilderness?" said Patricia.

Geffa smiles menacingly, "Yes, a plane of reality untouched by people." She chuckled, "Practically infinite in every way. The concept is maddening for you pitiful myumans so anyone who spends prolonged time in the world..." she took a clawed hand to Mrs. Rofko's face. The bison cow barely reacted to Geffa's touch. She smiled quietly, stared into space, and drooled.

Mr. Rofko looked over at his wife. She grinned at him and he took a hand to her ears. When he rubbed, she closed her eyes and mooed quietly, drool dripping from her mouth, "She cannot talk anymore. Her brain's gone to mush." He chuckled, "Mine's not far behind."

"Do you want your brain to go to mush?" asked Randal. It's not a question he felt he should have asked but it came out of him without his consent.

Mr. Rofko chuckled, "We are wild animals now, aren't we?" He looked serene, "This will likely be the last time I talk to any myumans," He gave them a look, "Well, _former_myumans." He paused and smiled, "Look at you all! You're a regular... uh..." he took a hoofy finger to his chin, "What's the thing where they keep all the dogs in?"

"A pound?" said Patricia.

Mr. Rofko smiled, "Yes. A pound!" He chuckled, "I hope you guys are having plenty of sex!" He waited for all of them to nod and continued, "Very good. We are animals after all!"

The Rofkos gave their final goodbyes and then walked to the door. Mrs. Rofko couldn't make it to the door without dropping on all fours again like a feral. Seeing his mate get down on the ground, Mr. Rofko was tempted; but he waiting until he opened the door before he got down on the floor and joined her. The two walked out of the door and into the afternoon light like ferals. Randal hadn't known them very well but there was a sadness of seeing them leave knowing he'd never see them again and the last threads of Mr. and Mrs. Rofko were gone.

"Completely feral..." Randal said to himself.

Geffa, beside him, chuckled, "Yes indeed! One could say deep down _all_myumans want to go feral, to give up everything and be an animal." She reached over and gave his belly a rub, "I wonder if I teleported you to a place like that... how long would it take before you are naked, dumb and drooling?"

Randal clenched his toes and chuckled nervously.