"...Start training you! All pets need to be trained!"
Billy sits on his bed and dumps you onto it. He lays on his stomach and surrounds you with his arms, paws and face, allowing no escape. You look at Billy in fear, wondering what this training will be like.
"I'm going to tell you to do something, and you have to do to it. If you don't do it, then I'll punish you!"
Billy grins evilly to emphasise his point. You see his gleaming sharp teeth, and really don't want to know what that punishment is.
Billy tells you to sit, and you sit down abruptly.
Billy tells you to stand, and you stand at attention. Billy tells you to lay down, and you go down on your stomach. Billy tells you to dance, and you do a little jig.
Billy giggles as he gives you more commands, clearly enjoying his power over you. He makes you do anything that comes into his mind, from jumping jacks to push ups to singing. This goes on for a while, and you start to get tired. Billy starts repeating commands simply for the fun of it. Just when you feel like dropping from exhaustion, Billy stops.
"You're pretty obedient. You'll make a good pet," Billy says appraisingly. "I'll take care of you, but you'll have to work to stay with me. So, your first job as my pet will be..."
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