Phillip dribbled the ball with practiced ease, his focus unwavering as he aimed for the goal. Liam, his younger brother, sprinted alongside him, laughter bubbling up as he tried to steal the ball away. Arthur, the eldest, watched them with a patient smile, his protective instincts ever-present. Their friend, Victor, stood by the sidelines, cheering them on with boundless energy.

"Who's that?" Victor asked, pointing towards the figure. The brothers paused, curiosity mingling with unease as the stranger moved closer. Arthur went to confront the man but he suddenly collapsed and started to drool. Liam rushed over to his side.

"I am under Master's control" Arthur murmured, blinking slowly as if waking from a dream. The hypnotist's voice wrapped around them like a fog, each word pulling them deeper under his control.

"What’s happening to us?" Liam cried out, his voice tinged with panic as he felt himself changing, his thoughts slipping away. Arthur suddenly began to walk on all fours and bark like a dog.

Phillip struggled to maintain control, his body betraying him as he stumbled on all fours. "We have to fight this," he urged, though his voice sounded more like a growl.

Arthurcontinued to lick Liam. Liamstarted to imitate a chicken. Phillip started to swim like a fish. Victor started to moo like a cow