Hypnosis, gaslighting, gender fuckery, kidnapping, sexual pretense
"I hate you I hate you I hate you!!"
It's dark, and I can't feel where I am. So I haven't left the ship yet. But I'm worried that I can't see the emergency lights anymore. The fucking weeds must have taken them out to keep us from being able to see.
I can't even hear my comrades, my men in arms, I can't hear what has basically become my family out here in the expanse of space.
"Oh you poor thing, you're all that's left huh?"
All that's left? The weightless feeling of gravity not yanking you down can't stop the feeling of dread pulsing violently through you.
Even they deserved a chance to get out of this. Ryan still had a family. A sweet free terran family. 2 kids, a blonde wife. A picture of a Doberman that couldn't stand the smog. Bryce, never once mentioned what he saw in the back room when my binder came off. He went the extra mile and never spoke to me again. I didn't care what they saw me as. They sang happy birthday to me over the extra ration cube I swallowed down with only a slight grimace. It was the closest to family I had. And they were gone.
Kevin... even Kevin seemed to respect me a little as the shortest guy on the ship. Never once did he ever lord it over me that me being there made sure that he didn't have to deal with being called names about it. And I didn't mind the only insults being hurled at me were ones about the fact that I was only 5 foot.
"Oh petal~ Are you still here with me?"
"Shut up you stupid weed. You took away all I had left!"
The air was leaving my chest faster than I could breathe it back in. I couldn't breathe even though I knew the hull was still intact.
"Oh you can't breathe because you're all tied up."
You felt something slide between your carefully tucked binder. And the panic rose higher. "No no!! Don't touch it. I'm a guy."
"We both know that's not true. You're not a terran equivalent of a boy, or even a girl. That's why you were so okay to throw away pretending to be a girl to be a boy in the first place."
"Shut your mouth shut up shut up! I did what I had to to leave that fucking rock." By now the vines had removed the binder completely and you could indeed breathe again. It had been too long since you could breathe properly.
"Oh don't worry you won't be going back to that rock as you call it. And for that matter you won't need to pretend to be anything other than what you want to be. Such a sweet doll."
I felt my body float into something that poked me. The feeling of being grounded and knowing I was still floating around the ship calmed me. I could think again. I could still escape. I can fashion another binder. Get to one of the escape pods and radio for rescue from another ship. I could keep being Sean and-
"Now let's get you to safety."
"I won't, I'm not going anywhere!!"
"Petal. Sweet petal you won't be worried about anything like that soon."
Oh shit. I forgot, the Affini and their drugs. I can't let her drug me at all. But it's okay. I'm calm and I'm breathing and I can just swipe away any vines that come near me. I can't even see her face. So she can't use those eyes on me. I'm grateful, even as I bump into something floating in the darkness of the ship. It knocks me out of my thinking spiral.
"I won't let you do anything to me. As long as I have my wits about me I won't let you take away what I have." What did I have?
"Doll. It's okay. I won't take away anything that you have." Liar. I've seen the propaganda.
"You'll drug me up like those...Floret traitors. Probably force me to do all kinds of disgusting kinky shit."
"You giant plants are always about what we want, and what will make us happy. I know you're lying so I can just give in and let you do what you want with me."
"Do you want me to do whatever I want with you?"
"Of course not. That would be atrocious and weird. The rest of the crew would hate me."
"But the rest of the crew has already gone to live their best lives. I think they would only want the same from you."
"They're safe...they left me behind..."
"No no. They knew you were a good doll who needed someone to take care of it."
"I'm not a doll. I don't need anyone to take care of me."
"Do you want someone to take care of you?"
"I'd...that sounds nice...but I don't want to be a floret."
"Oh petal, you'd be a doll remember?"
That's right...I'd be just a doll. I've never been a doll before. But I guess that was-
"It is better than being a person. You never need to worry about doing anything ever again." Oh, yeah the weed is right. I don't want to be a person. I don't want to worry.
"Please I haven't introduced myself. You can call me Mistress. No... you can call me Mommy."
"Mommy? You're my mommy."
"Oh yes of course. I'm so sorry I took so long to come and get you my sweet doll."
It all made sense now. What you though was a weed was actually just Mommy. Finally here to take you away from this ship. Why were you so panicked? It was cause you couldn't see.
"Thank you Mommy. I... I did a good job right?"
"Oh absolutely~ Your crewmates loved you. And they're gonna be so happy to see their sweet doll friend is being taken care of by its Mommy."
Yes, I did a good job. No more being Sean...no more being Sara. No more of any of that.
"Good doll now let's go home. You've been so good while we make our way to the recuse ship. I had to keep you suspended in my vines so we could travel safely. I'm sure you've been so worried about not being able to look at Mommy."
"Yes. I don't want to be in the dark I want to see Mommy."
"Anything for my precious doll. Now look at Mommy's eyes, She wants to have such a heart to heart with you as we walk home and get you ready for your vet visit. You're going to be the cutest doll on our ring of the ship."
"I can't wait to be Mommy's doll."
