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You come home thinking it's just another night with your boyfriend… until he looks deep into your eyes, his voice low and soothing, pulling you under. One slow wave of his hand and you're mind blank, body obedient.He ****s his fingers. Suddenly you're clucking and flapping like a silly chicken, strutting around the room, head bobbing, making ridiculous noises while he laughs and calls you his dumb bird. ****. Now you're a frog—squatting low, ribbiting loudly, tongue flicking out, hopping on all fours with your ass wiggling. He makes you leap higher, croak louder, completely humiliated and loving every second of it. **** again. This time you're his eager WOOF WOOF —crawling on hands and knees, tongue lolling, panting and whining for attention. You bark on command, roll over to show your belly, hump the air desperately when he tells you to be a needy bitch. Every **** rewires you deeper—chicken, frog, woof woof, over and over. You strip when he says strip. You moan when he says moan. You drop to your knees and worship him the second he commands it. No thoughts, no resistance—just total, mindless submission.