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The doctors affectionate gestures pull Dexter further into his trance.

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Doc: "Awww, what good sheep! What a loyal obedient lamb you've been!"

He petted my head in nurturing manner that made me feel at ease.
I was given plate of various fruits, and fruit flavored candies.
Having lost any and all sense of inhibitions or self control I planted my face into it like an animal would.

Doc: "Awwwww! You've REALLY given into your insticts haven't you!?"

Once I was done with the fruit he wiped the juice off my face and scratched underneath my chin.
I began to purr, a noise I did not know sheep could make.
Regardless I was happy, content, and felt at ease.

Doc: "Once again repeat after me."

I silently nodded to acknowledge his order.

Doc: "I am a sheep."

Dexter: "I am a sheep."
I said echoing his words back to him without much thought.

Doc: "I am fluffy."

Dexter: "I am fluffy..."
Which of course I was. I was a sheep after all.

Doc: "Sheep enjoy their soft fluffy wool."

Dexter: "Sheep enjoy... Their... Soft fluffy wool..."
I said more out of obligation then really believing it.

Doc: "Their wool is warm."

Dexter: "Their wool... Is warm..."

Doc: "Their wool is soft."

Dexter: "Their wool... Is soft..."

Doc: "Their wool is comforting."

Dexter: "Their wool... Is comforting..."
Of course it would be warm soft and comforting


Doc: "They love their soft, warm, comforting wool."

Dexter: "They love... Soft, warm, comforting, wool..."
With how soft and fluffy it is, would make they'd feel comforted by it. It'd make sense they'd enjoy it. It'd make sense that they'd love it.


Doc: "I love my soft fluffy wool."

Dexter: "I love my soft fluffy wool."
I mean why wouldn't I? It felt like a nice soft comforting blanket. I should take pride in my wool. I should love my wool.

Doc: "I am prey."

Dexter: "I am... Prey..."
Of course I was, I'm a sheep now.


Doc: "I need protection."

Dexter: "I need... Protection..."
Of course I did. Prey animals are vulnerable and weak.


Doc: "I am a follower."

Dexter: "I am... Follower..."
Was I??? Of course I was, sheep are natural born followers. And even if the way I got their was anything but natural, The role of a follower would be the role I'd be forced to take.

Doc: "I need a leader."

Dexter: "I need... A leader..."
Of course I did. I was a meek, docile, follower in need of protection. In need of guidence. In need of a leader.


Doc: "I am nothing alone."

Dexter: "I am nothing... Nothing, alone..."
Of course I was. I am nothing but a follower. A weak defenseless sheep.


Doc: "I need my flock."

Dexter: "I need... My flock..."
Of course I did. I was a sheep now, and for better or for worse that means I'd have to rely on my flock from now on.

I stood there for hours repeating hypnotic mantras in a trance. I was barely aware of my actions. The only remaining indicator of time passing being the treats and affection I recieved from my new caretaker.