"Put the collar on Jen, you didn't bring what we needed, so you'll be the pet dog." Sam smirked. Jen rolled her eyes "Fine." Jen took off her clothes slowly.
After she was finished undressing herself she took the collar and put it on. She fell to her hands and Knees. "Ow..." "Dogs can't talk, Jen." Jen rolled her eyes and yipped. "Good girl, Jen!" Sam praised. Jen relished the praise and Pets she got. "You find it impossible to get up on your back legs, and you can't talk anymore, you can only bark." Sam told Jen. Jen began barking. "You love praise! Without it you don't know how you'll continue on! You also find yourself attached to us. You need to be validated by us, needing to be called Good girl constantly." Jen sat down like a normal dog would and got praise from the girls.
"Good girl. Now, who will be the big sister?"
"I will!" Said...