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You're a prey animal, petal. You can't help it - you're just the most anxious little cuties we've come across~ <3 <3 <3
Without your owners, where would you be? Sitting scared in your corner of the galaxy... hurting yourself and others in the pursuit of basic necessities.
We rescued you from that <3 <3 <3
Maybe in time, free terran... you'll get that in your precious head.
Author's Note: Cinder Aubria is a sprout, and a transfemme. In this fic, she gets berated by an angry, feral thing that used to know her back in her feral days.
There are outwardly transphobic occurrences that happen, but the ending is sweet. I hope your enjoyment outweighs the drawbacks here. Just know - you are who you say you are, and I love each and every single one of you, even if you don't know me. Stay safe. <3
([Implant Activation: Gdv-XA00X] The code for my future fics is what caused the implant to activate, the intervention utilized, and the storage of the specific instances of this Violation/Prescription within a certain timeframe. I've been loose with my implant activation notation, and here we go - formalized. In this case, Gender Dysphoria Violation - Xenodrug Class-A - Number of times registered.)
Sometimes I meet another terran. They are usually nice but sometimes... the look they give me is so... it makes me feel something uncomfy.
Like, I met this person the other day? His name was... um... b-byron? maybe? And I said, "Hi, Byron!!! I'm Cinder, do you have a favorite color?" cuz i like to know people's favorite colors and stuff
Byron's eyes went wide, and he looked me up and down... and... I... it made me feel [Implant Activation: Gdv-XA001]. He said, "What the fuck happened to you, Chris?" [Implant Activation: Gdv-XA002]? [Implant Activation: Gdv-XA003]???
"I-I'm sorry? W-we've never met, I'm Cinder Aubria, First Floret (She/Her), I don't know who Chris is...?" Byron tilts his head at me, searching for something in my eyes I couldn't give.
"The fuck...? Those weeds took your name? Your gender? Your fighting spirit? They turned you into a drooling toddler?!" I gasped as Byron grew angrier and angrier, and I covered my ears. The big meanie started to take a step towards me, and my babysitter intervened quickly.
"Byron! Are you menacing this poor girl?" The tall lady who looked kinda like mommy but wasn't held out an arm between us, I tried to look around her at the boy.
"You stole Chris, you fucking weeds! You stole him!" [Implant Activation: Gdv-XA004]. My silly thing kept making my mind go blank, warm, and pink. I giggle to myself.
"H-ha... hahaha..." I start to laugh more and more. "W-when Mr. Byron talks to me, I feel all... giggly silly..." My babysitter pulls over her datapad and checks something.
"You keep triggering Miss Aubria's gender dysphoria, Byron." The large not-mommy looks down at the boy with anger. "It doesn't matter if you knew her from before; this is Cinder now. Tell her you're sorry."
He shakes his head. "You can't honestly tell me that my best friend is a girl." [Implant Activation: Gdv-XA005]. Another warm wave of pleasure seeps deep into my body.
"It's not up to you, little pet. You're getting put in time out." She scoops up Byron, who hits the plant lady's arm over and over. They disappear into a room, and I lean against a corner. Blissing out. I miss Mommy.
Soon enough, a hab door opens up, and my babysitter strides gracefully towards me. "Apologies, Cinder. My little petal is still - a misbehaved little feral thing. Not like you~ you're such a good little girl for us, aren't you?" I giggle and nod, hugging my stuffed beeple close. "I know... for being such a good girl, we're going to have a tea party! With real tea and desserts. Whatever your heart desires. Okay, little one?" I nod enthusiastically.
"Please, please, please! C-can we invite people over? Is it that kind of tea party? Can we invite Mommy? I miss my Mommy a lot."
The caretaker smiles and gives a sweet little nod of her head. "If you give me some time to prepare, I can ensure she will be in attendance. Okay, cutie?" I enthusiastically squeeze my beeple in reply.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!!!" I can't wait for a tea party with my affini friend and whoever else shows up! Today's gonna be really, really fun after all! I can't wait to see Her. I miss her. I want her.
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I am enjoying my time as a floret within the Affini Compact~!!!
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I can't believe this, how many of my fellow terrans have fallen to these freaks! They would trade their freedom and agency - for what? Simple safety? An entire species is supposed to - in totality - integrate their members into a custodianship with ever-ballooning scope?
These plantfucking traitors - You're supposed to be strong! The stars belong to humanity. Where did we go wrong... you're supposed tp resist the urge! That ever-present pull. I am a free terran. The universe has gone mad but I am unconquered. Unconquerable. I can't be bought, I've seen the propoganda. You all think I'd hear "Free estrogen" and turn my brain off for "in exchange for being a plantfucked puppy."
And why's everyone in the ads so fuckable?! It's not okay. Hmph. This shuttle is cramped. Sigh.
