I Want to Be a Pet
As I took the paper Ye-eun had prepared in advance—like she'd been waiting for this exact moment—I couldn't hide my bewilderment.
SM Tendency Test
(Sexual Tendency Test)
No matter how clueless I was about everything since turning into a girl just recently, I knew exactly what this meant.
SM—the term for relationships where one person dominates and the other submits.
Handing me a test like this to probe my tendencies in that area meant she was already half-convinced I had those kinds of tastes.
And considering Ye-eun's personality, there was no way I'd be the one doing the dominating.
"Wh-what the hell is this…?!"
"It's a test to analyze your sexual tendencies. We'll use it to see what kind of inclinations our little Seo-jin has~."
"Are you insane?! SM?! Why the fuck do I have to do some perverted shit like this!"
I freaked out and slammed the paper down onto the table like it was toxic.
I hated myself for getting all excited just moments ago, thinking I'd hand my body over under the excuse of "treatment."
This bitch wasn't trying to help me at all—she just wanted to turn me into her full-on plaything.
But despite my fierce backlash, Ye-eun didn't flinch even a little.
Instead, she chuckled leisurely and slid the paper right back toward me.
"Come on, Seo-jin. Don't misunderstand. The name's a bit provocative, sure, but it's not the kinky stuff you're imagining."
"Then what the hell is it?! It says SM right there in big letters!"
"It's just like an MBTI personality test. Everyone has different preferences in relationships—some like leading, some like following, right? This just figures that out."
"But…."
"Seo-jin~."
Ye-eun's voice was endlessly soft and affectionate.
Yet her gaze held a firm, sharp edge that made it impossible to refuse.
Meeting her eyes, I couldn't muster another word.
"Just try it once. Once you're done, you'll perfectly understand why I wanted you to take it."
"Ugh…."
"By the way, Hye-won and I already did it too. Right, Hye-won~?"
Hye-won, who was munching on snacks nearby, smirked and chimed in.
"Yeah. What was I again? The type that likes hitting, I think. Makes sense— I spar sometimes anyway."
"H-huh…?!"
"Hey, don't freak. You think we're gonna tie you up and actually beat you? Just check off whatever feels true to you, honestly."
I swallowed hard at their words.
It still felt suspicious and gross, but to get rid of this maddening itch tormenting my body right now, I desperately needed Ye-eun's help.
Finally, I let out a deep sigh and picked up the pen on the table.
"You're really not gonna do anything weird with this, right?"
"Of course not~. We're friends."
"Fine, I'll trust you and do it…."
With a heavy heart, I started slowly reading through the first question.
Despite the violent title SM Tendency Analysis Test, the format inside was just like any generic survey you'd see anywhere.
Q1. Do you feel more at ease following rules and instructions set by someone else rather than making important decisions yourself?
The moment I read the question, yesterday's bathroom memory flashed in my mind for some reason.
Humiliating as it was, there had been a strange sense of release when I just stayed still and did as Ye-eun said.
I moved the pen and circled Very much so.
Q. When someone discovers your intimate secrets or weaknesses, do you feel excitement along with the shame?
This one was way too direct.
When I'd squirted in front of Ye-eun in the bathroom, making a total mess.
I'd wanted to die from embarrassment, but my heart had pounded like crazy, and my lower belly had heated up.
My hand drifted like it was magnetized, circling Very much so again.
Q. When forcibly restrained or controlled by someone, do you tend to feel relief instead?
Reading this one triggered a dangerous fantasy in my head.
What if Ye-eun grabbed me tight, controlled every move, and touched my body however she wanted?
Logically, it should disgust me.
But my body reacted differently.
Just imagining it made my lower belly tingle, my inner thighs twitch.
I could feel the wet heat soaking my crotch again.
I'm losing it… Am I really going crazy…?
No. I'm not some pervert who gets off on being restrained or controlled.
But I couldn't check Not at all.
My body was trembling in response to the fantasy.
In a daze, I finished checking all the way to the last question.
"D-done…."
I handed over the shaking test sheet, and Ye-eun took it with gleaming interest.
Hye-won scooted over, peeking at my answers over her shoulder.
"Whoa, check this girl out. No half-measures—it's all Very much so or Not at all."
"Eek…."
"That's a good thing, Hye-won. It means she knows her tendencies clearly. Makes for better test results~."
Ye-eun smoothly defended me against Hye-won's teasing laugh.
A weird sense of dissonance mixed with relief washed over me.
Ye-eun wasn't judging me weirdly—she was taking me seriously.
The trust that had vanished when I saw the test title started creeping back.
After scanning the sheet intently, Ye-eun set it down and gazed at me with a gentle voice.
"Alright, results are in. Our Seo-jin has a submissive tendency—enjoys light restraint and following someone."
"Sub… what?"
"And among those, the classic pet type—craving both their owner's love and control."
"What does that… mean?"
"Simple terms: Our Seo-jin wants to be someone's pet."
Pet. Pet.
Way too humiliating to apply to a person, but instead of rage, I just blankly repeated it.
"No way… I'm not some dog…."
"Why not? Think about it, Seo-jin."
Ye-eun leaned in close, staring straight into my eyes.
"You said fingering yourself alone at home did nothing, right? But in the school bathroom, when I forced you and kept you from making noise, you squirted instantly."
"Th-that was…."
"Your body's wired to get excited not just from physical friction, but from the thrill of being dominated. That's your tendency."
Her logic was airtight.
Why I couldn't handle it alone. Why only her forceful touch drove me wild.
Every puzzle piece clicked perfectly into that one word: pet.
I wanted to argue, but my mouth wouldn't move.
It was all true—and above all, my body was submitting completely to her reasoning.
Watching me bite my lip in silence, Ye-eun smiled softly, like she was disarming me.
"Don't take it so seriously, Seo-jin. You're not weird. Your switch just flips a bit differently than most."
"But… if I admit that's really me…."
"So what if you do? Now we know the cause, we can apply the right treatment."
"But I don't want that kind of tendency…."
"Tendencies can change. And since you became a girl, maybe your mind shifted with your body?"
Her words were so sweet and logical.
Like a lifeline tossed to me on the edge of a cliff.
Yeah, I'm not broken.
Just changed as a side effect of the transformation.
"So… what do I do?"
My voice came out small, and Ye-eun clasped her hands like she'd been waiting.
"We create a satisfying scenario that matches your tendency. You know, being a pet under someone's control."
"What?! H-how do we even do that?! We're not actually in some master-servant thing…."
"Exactly. We're friends. I can't treat you like a real pet and chain you up—that'd cross the line."
Friends. Not crossing the line.
Those words echoed, melting my taut defenses.
Yeah, she's helping me as a friend.
Everything I'd seen of her before supported that trust, and since my change, her actions made sense too.
Just this once—I'll believe her.
I nodded.
"So how do we do it?"
"Hmm… I have a great idea."
"A great idea?"
"Yeah. How about some role-play?"
"Role-play…?"
Role-play out of nowhere.
It reminded me of childish games with family as a kid, and I almost laughed in absurdity—but Ye-eun's face was dead serious.
"Yeah. A kind of acting. Just for treatment, pretend to be my pet for a little while."
"Pretend…?"
"Exactly~. Add the situational thrill to the physical stimulation, and it'll blow away all that pent-up need in your body?"
"Ah…."
"What do you think? It's not real—just play—so no pressure. Worth a shot, right?"
I nodded at her words.
Yeah, I'd pretended to be a dog in silly games as a kid.
If I frame it that way, it's embarrassing but not that repulsive.
At this point, to end this itch, I could grit my teeth and play dog for a bit.
Sorting my thoughts, I sighed and nodded in agreement.
"…Okay. But just today. Back to normal after treatment, right?"
"Of course~. Naturally."
The instant I agreed.
Ye-eun's gentle, coaxing gaze flipped in a heartbeat to the cold, predatory stare of a hunter.
Something's off.
But before I could point it out, her eyes softened back to normal.
"Before we start role-play, wanna try this first?"
"Huh? Try what…?"
"This right here."
Ye-eun pulled out something hidden behind the sofa—or prepped for this moment.
- Clink
A light yet somehow eerie metallic jingle echoed through the living room.
What appeared before me was a black leather choker perfectly sized for my neck, with a long leather leash attached to the end.
No one could mistake this for anything but a beast's collar—a dog's.
She can't mean for me to wear this…?
"Y-Ye-eun…? That's…."
"Role-play needs props, right? Helps with immersion."
"B-but this is…!"
"It's fine, Seo-jin. Just a prop. A tool to make the acting feel real, that's all."
Ye-eun stood, looming over me.
Her shadow swallowed me whole, the pressure choking the air from my lungs.
Hye-won, sitting beside me, propped her chin like it was prime entertainment, smirking as she watched.
Ah, something's wrong.
But it felt too late to run.
"So… what'll it be? Doing it or not?"
"That's…."
"No biggie if not~. You'd just miss out on proper treatment."
"Eek…."
Her mentioning "treatment" shut me down.
Yeah, I came here skipping cram school for this.
If I planned to tough it out, I wouldn't have come to Ye-eun's house.
I sighed and took the collar she offered.
Then slowly fastened it around my neck.
- Click
"Hngh?!"
"Good girl, Seo-jin. Thanks for accepting so readily~."
"Uh, u-uh-huh…."
"Now that the collar's on…."
She smiled and stepped closer.
Grabbed the end of the leash around my neck with her right hand.
And tugged lightly, issuing her first command.
"How about you strip off your clothes and underwear like a good doggy?"
