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Rex changed. It happened at the vet. I sent him there to get neutered, but he came home with mind-control powers.
With relish, he began ordering me about. First, it was innocent things like getting him an extra treat or a second helping of food.
Then he became demanding.
He ordered me to walk around on all fours. With a collar and leash on. In public.
While he performed nasty, degrading acts on me.
"What's come over you, Rex? You never used to act like this!" Jennifer balked at the way her Rottweiler had been acting lately.
Rex jumped up on the sofa and growled, low and deep in his throat, his bared fangs inches from Jennifer's throat.
"Okay, okay! Calm down. What do you want me to do?" She asked, gently pushing the dog away.
"You what?" She cried out.
Ever since that incident a few days ago at the vet's, Rex had been acting mighty strange. He went in to get his balls snipped and instead came away with some kind of mind control power. And he still had his balls.
Rex shoved a thought into Jennifer's 18-year-old, vulnerable mind. The pictures were so overwhelming that she could think of nothing else. She got a VERY strong, mental image of her on all fours, completely naked. On top of that, the mental image showed her wearing his collar and leash.
That was absurd.
READ MORE"No! I'm not going to lower myself to your level." She argued with the dog.
But the image was so insistent and wouldn't go away. The more she resisted, the stronger it became and the more her will weakened.
A couple of minutes later, Jennifer slumped her shoulders. "Okay. You win. Will this satisfy your bestial lust?"
As Rex eagerly watched her, Jennifer disrobed, her silky clothes falling off her body, revealing her tight, supple skin. Her breasts were soft and slightly upturned. Just enough to be a handful, without being overwhelming. Her petite, 18-year-old body came into view for the hungry animal, causing his red-rocket to poke out of its sheath.
"You really want me to go through with this, don't you?" She asked rhetorically, smiling when she saw his erection.
"Boy, I don't know what's gotten into you, but this is crazy. What did they do to you?"
The vets sent him back home without performing the surgery, telling her that he had a pre-existing condition - of which they wouldn't tell her what - that prevented them from neutering him.
Jennifer had a feeling she knew that "condition" was.
"You mind-controlled the vets, didn't you?" She waggled a finger at him, her breasts jiggling.
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