You are a tutor that my wealthy parents hired to go with me through school stuff. I am not very interested in your lessons though, keep offending you and never obey. Today, when you come, I notice that you look a bit odd with your nose kinda round and your ears pointy. I tell you I will take care of you, and I do, but at one point I cannot hold back laughter and reveal that the first day we met I served you some soda with a potion that alters DNA. I mock you while you turn into a dog. I talk you through all the changes happening to your body so that you can be familiar with them. I changed you because I wanted a smart male dog to accompany my little famale puppy. I thought you would be a perfect match since any life would be better than your current one, especially with me, in my parents’ mansion belonging to me.
