After Patrick had left, Mr. Huff packs his stuff, “I have two hours to kill,” he says to himself, “I’ll just walk the halls and school grounds, I might just bump into someone, who I can have some fun with,” with that, he grabs his bag and heads out the class room.
Mr. Huff walks down the hall, towards the exit, the halls are unsurprisingly empty since every student is in their next class. The man turns a corner and almost bumps into Greg, who is on his way to the “boy’s room”. Greg’s eyes widen, when Mr. Huff suddenly is standing before him, “well, hey Greg,” Mr. Huff says, putting on a kind smile, “and where are you off to? Don’t you have a class to be at?”
“H-hello, sir,” Greg says, sounding a little nervous, “I… um… I am just on my w-way to the toilet,” he says.
“I see,” Mr. Huff says, he then gets an idea, “well, then hurry along,” he says, walking past Greg. When Greg starts to continue on his way, Mr. Huff quickly takes out his phone and opens the App, he scans Greg and opens the boy’s file. Mr. Huff then edits Greg’s mind, making the boy be feel that human toilets feel wrong to him, that they are not the thing to use when he needs the toilet. Mr. Huff makes Greg think the only right way to go to the toilet is outside, on all fours by a tree with a leg raised, peeing on the bark of the tree and if Greg needs to go “poop”, he’d squat down like a dog would. Mr. Huff confirms the change and waits a minute, he then speaks up, “I hope you are not planning to use the human toilet, Greg,” he says.
Greg turns around, “wh-what do you mean, sir,” he asks, “of course I am gonna use the human toilet.”
Mr. Huff shakes his head and tuts, “tsts… silly Greg,” he says, “you know human toilets are not right for you. They feel wrong to you, right? Normally you go to the toilet in a different way, or did you forget?”
Greg looks at his teacher in confusion, “I… guess I forgot,” he says, “c-can you pl-please help remind me how I am supposed to go to the toilet?”
Mr. Huff smiles, “simple, Greg,” he says, “you go outside and lift a leg to pee and squat down to do a poop. That is how you always use the toilet, remember?”
Greg is taken aback, “y-you mean like a dog?!”
Mr. Huff nods, “correct,” he says.
“Bu-But I am a human,” Greg says, looking down at himself, as if he were unsure.
Mr. Huff notices and a wicked idea pops into his mind, he grins when he asks, “are you sure?”
“I…,” Greg starts, then stops, he feels confusion raise in him, something feels off. The teen tries hard to figure it out and makes a mental check list:
1. Walking upright on two legs = human
2. Talking = human
3. Skin = human
4. Visiting a school = human
5. Driving a car = human
6. Eating with knife, spoon and fork = human
7. Sleeping in a bed = human
8. Wearing clothes = human
9. Privates = human
10. Using the toilet/bathroom = dog
Greg shakes his head, he feels that he is starting to become desperate, his bladder is about to burst, he HAS to figure this out ASAP! He looks up at Mr. Huff, “e-everything… except the t-toilet and b-bathroom part feels human to me,” he says, “I… I really gotta go pee so badly… b-but I am to confused… pl-please Mr. Huff, sir… please tell me wh-what I am s-supposed to do!”
Mr. Huff smiles, “easy, Greg,” he says, “you should listen to your instincts, if they say that you are supposed to be on all fours, lifting a leg to pee or squatting to take a crap, then you should simply do so. It’s only natural, so go ahead and do what your instincts tell you to do when you are in this kind of situation.”
Greg thinks about the words his teacher says, “y-you are right, sir,” he then says, suddenly it makes sense, Greg does not understand why he felt so confused. He is supposed to go to the toilet like a dog, that is the right way and only way! Greg smiles up at Mr. Huff, “th-thanks for clearing my mind,” he says, “it all makes sense now, from now on I’ll listen to my instincts and ignore any confusion that might come up.” The teen then turns and starts to run towards the exit, “THANKS AGAIN, MR. HUFF,” the boy shouts over his shoulder and is soon out of sight around a corner.
Mr. Huff bursts into laughter, “what a moron,” he says to himself, turning around and continuing on his way. The man smirks to himself, the first step into getting a dog is done, it will be so much fun to slowly and step by step turn Greg into his loyal and obedient human-pet, then that “Jeep” will be all HIS!