“I always wanted a Labrador Retriever,” Draco says to himself, “they are such loving and caring creatures, and extremely loyal”. Draco moves his mouse, his hacking program creates a “clone” of Jeff's computer, that means: when Draco moves his mouse or types, Jeff won't notice anything. The teen scrolls through the dog breeds, he soon finds the “Labrador Retriever” file, he opens it and starts to type:
Subject to change: Jeff Davis
Animal of choice: Labrador Retriever
age of dog: 8 weeks
Gender: male
Color of fur: black
Awareness of subject: 50%
Dominating Mind: dog
Time of transformation: 10 days
Duration of transformation: 2 years, able to change if wanted
Reality Alteration: anyone who sees Jeff only see a strange looking dog, even his own family.
Satisfied with the settings, Draco hits confirm, he leans back and watches what will happen. Draco notices Jeff first shiver, then blink and then seemingly to look around in confusion. 'Time to try something,' Draco thinks to himself, he turns on his microphone and says, “hello, Jeff”.
Jeff's head spins around as he hears someone say his name, he looks at the screen, “he-hello,” he asks.
“Good, you can hear me,” Draco says, Jeff tilts his head, like a dog would do, this makes Draco smile.
“Who are you,” Jeff asks.
“I am a friend,” the voice says, “say Jeff, are you a good boy?”
“I... I think so,” Jeff says, the boy feels confused, why is the voice asking him this?
“Let's see if that is true,” the voice then says, “take off all your clothes”.
Jeff blushes a little, “wh-why,” he asks.
“Because I say so,” the voice says, “and a good boy follows orders and obeys commands, right?”
This confuses Jeff even more, “I...,” he starts, 's-something does not feel right,' he thinks to himself.
The voice sighs, “I see you need more training,” it says, “no worries, I'll train you to become a good boy”.
“Tr-train me,” Jeff asks, “bu-but I am not a d-dog”.
“Are you sure,” the voice asks.
“Ye-yeah... pretty sure,” Jeff replies.
“Let's test that,” the voice says, “stand up,” it then orders.
“Wh-why,” Jeff asks.
“Do. It,” the voice says, Jeff gulps and stands up straight, “good boy, tell me, how does it feel standing on two legs?”
Jeff feels a strange feeling of happiness run through his body when the voice called him “good boy”. “I... it feels kind of w-weird,” he says, “it... it is as if something tells me that standing like this is wr-wrong”.
Draco smirks, “now get down on your hands and knees,” Jeff does as told, “good boy, now how does that feel?”
Jeff shivers, again that nice happy feeling, “it... it feels right... feels good,” he says.
“Now answer me this,” the voice says, “who walks on two legs?”
“Hu-humans,” Jeff says.
“Correct,” the voice says, “and dogs walk on...?”
“F-four legs,” Jeff says.
“Correct,” the voice replies, “last question: what is your current stance?”
“I... I am on all fours,” Jeff says.
“Correct, and that means you are... what?”
Jeff's eyes widen as he realizes, “th-that means... I am... a... a...,” he says, “a dog!”
Draco smirks, “very good,” he says, “but as I said, you seem to need a lot of training”.
“I... I do,” Jeff asks.
“Yes, but don't worry,” the voice says, “I will train you. Once I am finished, you'll be the perfect dog, but for the training to work, you have to come to me”.
“Wh-what about my fa-family,” Jeff asks.
“Your family,” the voice asks, “oh, you mean the humans you live with?”
“Ye-yeah...,” Jeff says, “my mom and dad and brother and sister”.
The voice laughs, “silly boy,” it says, “you are a dog, remember? Dogs have no human parents or siblings”.
Jeff feels so confused, he is a human, he just knows it, but he is also a dog. Everything feels so wrong, it confuses him.
“The people who you live with sold you to me,” the voice lies, “the reason is, that they are frustrated with you”.
“Wh-why,” Jeff asks.
“Because you are untrained and they can't handle it,” the voice says, “I heard that they wanted to find a better home for their pup, I saw an add and contacted them”.
“Oh...,” Jeff says, sounding sad.
“Hey, don't worry, Jeff,” the voice says calmly, “I'll take good care of you and train you properly”.
“O-okay...,” the other boy says.
“Now, tell me: are you alone,” the voice asks.
“Ye-yeah...,” Jeff says.
“Good,” the voice says, “I want you to go and open the back door, the humans have sent me the address, I'll be picking you up in an hour, understood?”
“Ye-yes,” he says.
“Good boy,” the voice says, “after you open the door, I want you to take off all your clothes and lie them in a pile by the back door. Next, I want you to take your phone, computer and wallet with your ID in it and also put them by the back door. After you have done all that, I want you to sit by the back door and wait for me, understood?”
“Ye-yes,” Jeff says again.
“Good boy,” the voice says, “I'll be there in an hour, and if you have done everything correctly, I might have a special treat for you,” with that the voice falls silent.
Jeff stands back up, “f-feels weird standing on two legs,” he mumbles to himself, “b-but I can't help feeling that something is very very wrong”. The boy sighs, “better do what I am told,” he then says and starts to strip, he then shuts off the computer and unplugs it. Jeff carries his clothes, the computer, his wallet and phone down stairs and to the back door, he puts the items next to the back door and unlocks it. Jeff then sits down on the floor and waits for the stranger to arrive.