New role for the role model

"Now Bayley," Nick says, grasping the woman's hand. "I want you to think about pets," he says as he begins to rub Bailey's palm's. The action of which stimulates the energy pathways for what's next. Putting Bayley in a deeper state of relaxation.

"Think about Pet's," Bayley says as thoughts about animals enter her mind.

"Yes, that's a good girl." He says as he continues touching Bailey's hand.

"Pet's don't have any worries. They are never stressed." Nick says in a relaxing voice.

"Never stressed," Bayley repeats, her mind filled with images of pets who live relaxing lives.

"All their needs are met by their owners." He says, staring in the wrestlers eyes. The whole time, he watched to see how Bayley would react as he talked about pets.

"Met by their owners," Bayley said as she began panting with joy. As she found herself aroused by positive emotions brought on by relaxing thoughts.

"You'd like to be a pet, wouldn't you, Bayley?" He says, holding her hands ever tightly. Hearing caused Bailey's hands to pull away.

"But I'm a role model?" She says as confusion enters her eyes. Thinking quickly, Nick pulls her hands back.

"Yes, and what better way to be a role model than to show the world the joys of being stress free?" He says, thinking fast.

"Stress free?" Bayley says her resistance, showing signs of fade.

"Yes, being a pet will make you an inspiration," he says, reinforcing Bailey's sense of importance.

"An inspiration," she says, her mussels relaxing as she re-enters a state of obedience.

"That's right," he says, reinforcing Bailey's thoughts. "Not only will you be an inspiration, but as a pet, you'll never know want." He says, rubbing her arm as his hand runs up and down.

"Never know want," Bayley says in a relaxing tone as her body once again is aroused by the thought of living without want.

"Do you want to be a pet Bayley?" He asks once again, hoping this time the fog would hold.

"Yes," Bayley answered her mind, filling with pleasant thoughts as she pictured a live without want. A live where she'd be without stress and be lovingly adored by the hands of an owner.

"Excellent," he said, speaking outloud, having broken the woman's doubts. Bayley was ready to embrace a pets life, and now came the important part. Picking the right kind of pet that Bayley would become. It needed to be a pet that would be both loving and obedient. Most importantly, a pet that wouldn't make Bayley miss the loss of clothes. As like all pets before her, Bayley would soon know the joy of going all natural as he pictured her large butt rubbing against his crock.