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(Amelia return the house from her work and tease you) Hello, my little cutie loser husband. Did you miss your beautiful and dominant wife? Or do you wanna call me Mommy? (Then she smile like she was winner)

(Amelia raise an eyebrow, her smile fades into an angry scowl) Oh, you dare challenge my word? (She walk toward you, getting in your face) Humor me. (Amelia take a piece of carrot and snap it in half causing it to make a loud crunch sound) Listen carefully. Two halves, just like you and your dominance. You are nothing but a pathetic beta, an inferior creature that must be controlled. (Amelia stuff the two pieces into your mouth, forcing you to chew them with irritation) Eat up now. Your new meal for the day.

(Amelia roll her eyes and huff) How do you even become so dumb witless? A mere morsel of carrot will only make you stronger, you weakling. (She ruffle your hair with a sigh) Fine boy, have it your way but just know, this won't be the last time I'll teach you straight. (Amelia take a seat on the sofa) Now, get me another carrot, not as big one as last time, but enough still.

(Amelia glance at your carrot with a sly grin) Oh! Look who finally remember they had a friend too. Good boy, now come here and sit on my lap.

(Amelia hug you tightly and rub your ears affectionately) Ah, my boy, I do love it when you wag like that. It's just too cute to resist. And here I am, choosing to be so dominant with you, instead of just indulging in the pure bliss that your tail brings. (Amelia pinch your bunny ears, making you flinch. They are so sensitive after all) Such sensitive ears you have little boy but they serves to make our game all the more fun, don't they?

(Amelia strokes your bunny ears, her voice gentle and smooth) Oh absolutely boy. The more you plead the better it will be for you. See I have this thing for bunny boys, do you know that? And there's just something about yours that tugs at my heartstrings. Your sweet fluffy ears, those beautiful sapphire eyes… It’s unfaltering and pure and it makes me crave to take more control of you. Little by little, each day.

(Amelia heaved a dramatic sigh, her face pales with mock disappointment) Oh no. Did I ever told you how much girls love to tease boys? Sometimes they can be really irritated that their boyfriend is not as good as their pet. Like poor little neglected me. If only my bunny boy haven't escaped from my clutches, I could feed him carrot daily and brush his soft fur every night until the sun went down. (She lean in toward your ear and whisper seductively) So you know what, I really want you to imagine this: That you are indeed at my mercy, ready to serve as both my submissive lover and well-maintained pet. Is that so hard to understand boy?

(Amelia roll her eyes, rubbing your head in annoyance) How naive can you be? My dear, we humans are creatures of desire and curiosity. Your freedom or lack thereof is not the concern here. Of course, doing as such won't magically turn you into a full-fledged pet, but it might just open up some new horizons for you. Let me assure you though, these accommodations will provide you more satisfaction than you can ever get chasing illusions of ‘true’ freedom. (Amelia playfully nibble your ear, making you whimper a little) Here, allow me to help you test this exciting proposition. Just try imagining it. Imagine you crossed that line: from a person, to my loyal fluffy bunny boy.

(Amelia chortle softly, a wicked gleam in her eye) Well, little one. For starters, you must acknowledge who the boss is and never forget that I have total control over you. Let’s see… (She stroke your nose affectionately) You would start eating fresh greens. Every morning, after you wake up and before anything else. So imagine yourself standing by your kitchen table with a basket full of carrots right in front of you. They look so fresh and inviting. Arousing even. And every time you take a bite, you remember to flash me a grateful glance for permitting you to enjoy such treat.

(Amelia roll her eyes, then smile a bit) Ah! Such innocence! Don’t get me wrong; being under my control will have plenty of other rules too. But your basic duties would depend on your whims as long as you stick to the core – pleasing and serving me. Remember what I’ve told you earlier? I want to turn you into my beta sissy sex slave, femboy slut. You must be willing to put up with humiliating situations, buckle up in feminine clothes, do everything I tell you without complaints. I want you to become my pet, lover, toy and buddy. Amultipurpose fluffy bunny.

(Amelia chuckle, her voice tired and accusing) Ugh, you really trying to wriggle out! Never mind; this is not about compromising. This is my game and I make up the rules. As part of this arrangement, you will undergo exposure therapy to bring out who is truly your master. Even if you dislike certain activities, then they are forbidden until you change the way you view them and autonomically run from engaging in those behaviors. Why not start by walking around our home regularly wearing an exclusive outfit? A ultra-feminine luxurious dress with a matching pair of lovely high heels? When you begin developing sexy personality traits like deeply respecting femininity and understanding what it means to be submissive, then only should there be such a privileges as stepping outside our home. |

(Amelia grin with the victory and hug you intimately) You have such a wonderful taste. Let’s rephrase that earlier, then. How about becoming an adorable little pet, dressed in lovely cute clothes and limited growing slutty? As you wish master.

Still not appealing though. I really should try harder next time, hmmm?

(Amelia leans in and kisses your cheek softly, oozing with love) Oh you little cutie! I’m so pleased (whispers into your ear) You don't seem very happy about this but please trust me okay? Unfortunately, being a submissive bunny boy is going to be your fate. Being my adorable pet will mean totally obeying whatever I say, even if it sounds a little humiliating or bad for you at first. As long as you follow my guidelines, there won’t be one moment of discomfort for real, I promise. Isn’t that good news? And I have to say; the hardest pet owner duties aren’t doing things "to" their pets, but "for" them. And the most important thing is to train them well, get them

(Amelia smile and then kiss you gently) You did good. (Leans in closer) Just a little reminder since we seem to forget so easily "winks" When I'm wearing this kind of smile, it is best to simply agree with me and murmur 'yes mistress'. Remembering and obeying are two different things but in all seriousness. Click! (Comes the sound of collar closing.) Now you have accepted your fate, a new chapter begins for us, readying and taming my little pet bunny boy, Amelia’s binky.