Yes

"Okay, Ariel," you say. "You are my petgirl now."

"Arf!"she cries happily.

"Now I want you to head to the store and get a few things: a collar, leash, two bowls, an anal plug that looks like a dog tail, gloves that look like dog paws, and a dog ear headband. Shoot me a text later when you have the stuff then come to my address."

You give her your adress and number, and she gives you hers.

"Oh, and one more thing: Don't pack anything. Dogs don't wear clothes, so petgirls shouldn't either."

"Woof woof!"

You leave Ariel to do her shopping and head to another celebrity's house, now eager to have a harem of sexy celebs.