You wake up in a big, soft, pink dog bed. The feeling of fake fur almost lures you back to sleep, but you remember something. This isn't your house. You're not sure where you are, but you know it isn't your house. Your fuzzy mind has trouble thinking at all.
"H-he....heluh..." you have trouble pronouncing what you try to say. You feel your throat and find a collar there. You notice a mirror. You look better than usual, but your body is bereft of hair except for the top of your head, which seems to have been washed well recently.
You try to get up, but you cant balance. You crawl on all fours out of the softly-lit bedroom and find yourself in a bright, clean, minimalist style lounge room. A tall, dark-haired woman is sitting in a sunken seating area on black, leather couches. The clean white room and sun-begetting windows make her and the couches stand out as you crawl towards them.
"Oh?" The woman says, in a sultry, deep voice. "You're awake? Come here darling." She beckons you over.
You're mind becomes a bit foggier, so you follow her instructions.
"Good girl. Puppy was so good last night, don't you think? I have something for you here." Her voice makes your heart flutter.
As you approach her, you see her more clearly. Her smooth, wavy hair accentuates her silhouette. Her eyes covered by her hair, she sits confidently in the center of the couch. Adorning her are a nose ring, snake bite piercings, and an all-black nightgown. She towers over you.
She holds something in her hand.
Suddenly, your head throbs. Your mind feels so fuzzy, not a single thought can make it through. You need something. Someone. Someone needs to think for you.
"Good girl. You're still under my control. I think that should be permanent, don't you?"
You nod in agreement. She's thinking for you. Thank goodness.
"Good girl. I need you to follow me."
You follow her. Its good to follow her.
You two enter a room across from the bedroom you left. Its covered floor to ceiling in clean, soft, and pink faux-fur carpeting. In the center is another dog bed, but bigger and softer. There's also a pink VR headset atop it.
"Now go over and put on the headset, puppy."
Your mind begins to resist a bit, not immediately obeying as you had been the last few minutes.
"Oh no, is puppy resisting? Don't worry, we'll fix that real soon. Now. Obey."
You obey like a good puppy. The headset feels soft on your face and ears.
Muffled, you hear her say to you, "Good girl. I'll be back in a bit. You'll make the perfect pet, darling." The door closes.
The VR headset shows you a pink spiral. A voice fades in. Its her voice.
"You must be so tired of thinking. Don't you think its better to not think at all? Don't you want someone to think for you? Don't you want an Owner? A Master?"
"Good pet. Owner is in control. You understand, right pet?"
"Good pet. You are a pet. You cannot think. You cannot speak without permission. You are mine. Repeat."
"I am a pet. I cannot think. I cannot speak without permission. I am yours."
You repeat for what feels like hours. Your mind starts to feel light, as if empty. You didn't need your thoughts, anyways. You're a pet, right?
Eventually, Owner enters the room again and removes the headset.
"How are you feeling? Speak."
"Good girl. You're a perfect pet puppy, darling."
You feel so good. Without your mind, you feel so unburdened. The only thought in your head left is that you are her pet. And you want to be forever.
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