Look up at me, boy. Sit. SIT. Theres a good puppy.
I know youre scared, boy. As you adjust to your simple puppy brain itll get easier. See? There you go, wagging your new rubber tail. Your puppy cock is even dripping on the floor, youre so excited. Youre such a good puppy.
Heel, boy. This collar is going to make it easier to put you in the kennel and take you back to start training you so we can sell you off. Theres are some very wealthy men in the market for a special little pup like you, and youll get to be a full time pet - no worrying about student loans, car payments, work, or anything. Youll just get to play fetch and sleep on the floor and enjoy a nice big bone every night.
You like that idea? Heres your chance, boy. The mind wipe will wear off unless I make it permanent, so you can stay here and youll wake up in the middle of the night a little disoriented and unsure why youre in the locker room but still a man. Or you can go crawl into that kennel like a good dog and well make it permanent, and youll become a dumb little puppy forever.
You crawled right in there! You like that chew toy, boy? Youll have plenty of those in your new home. Look at masters phone. And& there we go. No more memories. You cant even stand on two legs anymore. Just a slobbering little bitch whos about to be bathed, groomed, trained and sold like the puppy you are.