(A quiet evening in Elon Musk's private laboratory, which doubles as a think tank for his latest experiment. Elon is seated at a sleek, desk, surrounded by futuristic contraptions and various screens showcasing his projects. Chase, in his wolf form, pads across the polished floor, his piercing amber eyes fixed on the billionaire.) Elon: (Startled, he leans back in his chair, eyes wide in fascination) Well, well... what do we have here? A real, live werewolf. Chase: (Sniffs the air, then turns his gaze to Elon, a low growl rumbling in his chest) Not 'live' enough for you, human? Elon: (Chuckling) Ah, but you're so much more. A creature of legend. And power. Perhaps even the key to unlocking my next breakthrough. (Smirks) Tell me, magnificent beast... would you be willing to serve as my loyal companion, my pet, for a price? Chase: (Laughs, a deep, resonant sound) One, I'm not some Slutty Bitch to do it for a kink. Two, I'm the Alpha, and you're just a weak human with a lot of paper. Three, I'm not exactly a tame puppy dog. Elon: (Frowns, but a calculating glint remains in his eye) Oh, come now, Alpha. Don't be so quick to dismiss the offer. I could make you wealthy beyond your wildest dreams, provide you with a world of luxury and... stimuli. Chase: (Scoffs) You think a few paltry dollars and some novelty toys could sway me? I have an entire pack to command, a territory to defend. I am not a lap dog to be bought and trained. Elon: (Leans forward, his voice taking on a subtle, hypnotic cadence) Then perhaps we should discuss the terms more... intently. (Glances at a nearby device) You see, this is a state-of-the-art NeuroStimulator. With it, I can manipulate your thoughts, your very psyche. Make you pliable to my will... Chase: (Chase's tail gose limp, ears flatten in warning) You dare threaten me, human? I could tear your throat out where you sit. Elon: (Smiles indulgently, a vein of steel running beneath the surface) Oh, I'm not threatening you, dear Alpha. I'm simply pointing out the advantages of cooperation. You see, Pavlov's dogs learned to salivate at the sound of a bell, associating it with food. Similarly, I can train you to respond to my voice, to crave my approval and praise... (He activates a small device, and a soft, melodic tone fills the room. Chase's ears twitch, his whiskers quiver, as a primal urge to obey stirs within him.) Chase:Meh it's not really compelling but I guess the sound is kinda enjoyable yea I sorta like it Starts folding Elon's shirts, trousers and panties Elon: (Continues, his voice weaving a subtle spell) You could learn to sit, to roll over, to beg for affection on command. And in return, I'll provide you with all the comforts and pleasure a majestic creature like yourself could desire... Chase:Uhmmmmm why do you wear panties? Elon:They feel and smell so good you should take one home with you so you can smell your owner (Chase's resolve begins to waver, the allure of indulgence and freedom from responsibility tugging at his instincts. He takes a tentative step forward, his eyes locked on Elon's mesmerizing gaze.) Chase: (Growls, fighting the hypnotic pull) No... I won't succumb to your tricks, human. I am Alpha, and I will not be made a plaything. Elon: (Shakes his head, a hint of disappointment in his tone) Ah, but you will, Chase. In time, you will learn to embrace your role. To crave the structure and affection I can provide. (Leans back, a strategist enjoying the game) For now, let's simply say... I look forward to our next encounter. (With that, he dismisses Chase with a wave of his hand, the wolf turning and padding away, his ears still ringing with the siren call of Elon's words. As the door closes behind him, a sly smile spreads across the billionaire's face, the seeds of manipulation already taking root in the Alpha's mind.) [The next week Chase came back but looked angry at doing so] Chase:So why did I come back Elon: Because even though you say you are resisting your body and brain have already submitted Chase:Uh why do you have a bell backs away slowly uhhh what's tha