Hello, my name is Selene. If you've wandered onto my page and are reading this, welcome. First off, as a boundary, I am on the ace spectrum and while I may write about sex sometimes, I do not enjoy most things related to penetration or genitals with other people. I enjoy kink that is non sexual. I work night shift and am primarily awake during the night time hours. My blog is 18+
I primarily enjoy kidnapping, predator/prey, brat taming, intimate bondage, body transformation, marking, and hypnosis.
Witchcraft
I am a practicing noctivigant pagan witch. I work with astrology, crystals, tarot, sigils and many other forms of magic. I am open to questions if curious, but my practice is primarily private.
Other
I enjoy stargazing and hiking through nature. I like to listen and watch rain, snow, and thunderstorms. I enjoy the company of animals. I am interested in meteorology, astronomy, and psychology as hobbies. I listen to metalcore, post hardcore, nerdcore, alternative pop, melodic dubstep, future bass, and lo-fi music.
Note: It is difficult to put any exact content warnings on this one. Read at your own risk. Especially if you have struggled with disassociation of any kind.
By some miracle of the stars, you had managed to remain among one of the few independents after the integration of The Affini Compact with your small little world several systems away from your homeworld. They had only recommended that you attend ātherapyā, which was to be provided by their very own specialized Affini therapists.
You had heard of therapy before. It was a concept more frequently used before 2200s militarism and corporatism had taken over and determined all forms of mental care like that to be obsolete. You had gathered from reading that it was potentially a session where you confessed your feelings and got advice for them. You couldnāt see how that would help at all or why it would be necessary. Maybe it was right for them to do away with it.
That being said, ārecommendedā was a light word to describe how this was placed on you. It was more like ārequiredā but in a flowery format so as to seem like it was a gentle matter. A sort of conundrum where not going would in turn undo the decision that was keeping you independent and out of controlling vines. But yes it was just a ārecommendationā.
The first session was purely introductions. You expected someone a bit moreā¦serious? What you got was a pink and green mess of scatterbrain and misplaced optimism that made you want to open up less. Cerifena Angelina, fourth bloom, she/her. It took every amount of effort within you not to swat at all of the vines that consistently wanted to coddle you. It never ceased to surprise you how seemingly carefree and unprofessional the Affini were, even in the medical realm.Ā
The second session consisted of you dodging questions that you didnāt want to answer. āWhat was your family like?ā, āWhat is something in your past that you wish you could do differently?ā, and then weird questions like āHow do you feel about yourself sexually?ā
It had all ended with pretty much nothing really being said, and you were glad for that. You had been able to check off the box that the Compact wanted you to fulfill and had been going about your regular life pretty much interrupted.
This time though, your therapist had sent you a message a few days before you were scheduled to meet. She had said to prepare yourself for a ādeeper diveā into your psyche and to bring objects to comfort yourself with.Ā
You briefly looked over at the plushie your ex-girlfriend had given you that you were still keeping around. It always lay in your bed, but everything you went to cuddle with it, something drove you back. It felt humiliating and weak. Like something you werenāt allowed to do. You thought of bringing it still, but you dismissed the idea entirely. From what you had seen from Affini, they couldnāt say something upsetting to a sophant even if they had a metaphorical weapon that could kill an Affini to their head. You werenāt going to humiliate yourself for Miss Bubbles and Sunshine, who definitely wouldnāt do so.
So you returned once more to what was essentially amounting to the price of your freedom and prepared yourself for whatever atrocities were planned for you. You recognized the staff at the front desk, who immediately perked up upon your arrival. A woodsy, masculine Affini who had two birdlike florets perched on extensions of themselves on opposite sides.
The Affini spoke up with an earthy voice that felt heavily grounding and maybe even comforting if you had allowed it to be. āAh, so good to have you back again!ā. The two bird florets who had been chatting (chirping?) with each other looked down. The one with yellow colors spoke first āOh you again! Iāve heard Cerifena had a big surprise for-ā she was interrupted when the orange one suddenly jumped down from her taller branch to silence her. āSshhhh, you know the rules!!ā.
You widened your eyes just enough to let them know indirectly that you really didnāt care. The yellow one kept giggling to herself after the orange one removed her wing. āUmmmā¦yeah whateverā¦is Missā¦Angelina ready for me?ā
The woodsy Affini nodded solemnly. āYou know how things go by now little one. Second door down the hall on the right.ā
You sighed and began walking down that way. You went to knock on the door right as it opened in front of you, causing you to almost fall in. Standing before you with the same stupid starstruck grin was your so-called therapist Cerifena Angeline.Ā
She looked down on you from what was at least an 8 feet height difference. You hated how much taller these things were than you. No matter what, they were looking down on you. It made you feel like some sort of child in comparison, a feeling you couldnāt allow for.
āWell HellOOO there little one!! So good to finally see you again!! I hope you heeded my advice that I gave you and brought a little something for comfort? No? Well thatās okay. I have plenty of items in my office if you need them!!ā
You rolled your eyes as vines escorted you into her office. You hopped up on the chair that was just slightly too large for you to get into with ease, but you refused to ask for help. Once you were situated, you turned and looked at her. āI really donāt think I am going to need anything. What is this special thing you want to do today anyway? You can cut it with the exposition.ā
Somehow your annoyed tone of voice could never break through the overbearing optimism this plant had.Ā
āWell what is the expression you terrans use? Oh yeah!! Hold your pores, my little ray of sunshine! I know you're soooo excited to get down to business, but I have a few things I want to go over with you first!ā
You continued to feign indifference. āThatāsā¦not even the phraseā¦but whatever. What are these questions that you have for me?ā
She pulled up a little tablet in front of herself. āWell as you and I both know at the end of your wardship you were allowed to remain independent, but it was recommended that you took the time to come here every few weeks from now on.ā She paused and straightened herself up a little bit. That optimism wasnāt gone, but it was just a slight bit more professional than normal.
āYou know petal, we had really hoped that as a result of coming here, you would learn to open up a bit more on your own.ā The tone had shifted and you pivoted your hands a bit from being in your lap, to the sides of the chair.
āUnfortunately it seems like we made a lapse in judgment in that regard.ā Her smile returned, as did her bubbly voice, and her focus went from reading off of her tablet, to looking back at you. āItās okay though! We are going to change that with todayās session!ā
The moment you thought to react was the moment vines were already upon you. By the instincts of a trapped animal you went to leap off of your chair just as vines wrapped around your arms and legs.
āF-Fuck!!ā You were in full fight or flight mode now. āI donāt know what you think youāre doing but Iāve read about therapy and none of this is how it works!! Everything is supposed to be at my pace and consensual!! I-I am in control!!ā
Cerifena seemed to morph from sitting behind her desk, to being right in front of you. The overt smile which once was just slightly unsettling, now seemed much more ominous. There was a hungry look in her eyes which you hadnāt seen before. You wanted to recede into the cushion of the chair that you were pinned on and disappear entirely.
āActually little one, that is where you are wrong!! Hypnotherapy was widely used in order to access oneās subconscious mind and help bring to the surface things that would stay repressed otherwise!! Though you terrans could never quite reproduce hypnosis as effectively as us. Your attempts were quite adorable though!ā
Shit. So they were going to play this fucked up game. You had only fallen under their hypnosis once when your ship was captured, and had taken great care not to have it happen again. You shook your head in response and sealed your eyes shut. If that was the angle that this plant was going to play, you were going to make it as hard as possible.
āY-you skipped over the consensual part!! Or do you just think you Affini can do whatever to whoever you want at any given time!! I-I would have opened up eventuallyā¦in timeā¦ā An obvious lie.
You were jabbed in the neck with a needle at that moment. You shivered as your mind began to race with what you potentially may have been given.Ā
āYou and I both know that is a lie, little one. We believe in consent, but not at the cost of letting you suffer. Donāt even consider trying to deny that you are suffering. You and I both know that would be a lie as well.ā You whined, unable to put up any sort of real response.
āOh, and if you are wondering about what you were injected with, itās just something to help make the hypnosis more effective!āĀ
You struggled fiercely against the iron like vines wrapping around you, but couldnāt make them budge at all. You knew that would be the case, but you wouldnāt be able to live with yourself if you hadnāt put up a fight. You had to fight, you had to be strong, you had to win. You couldnāt have it any other way.
āIāll give you one last chance to cooperate, petal. Before I take the reins for you. Open your eyes for me, little oneā
You closed your eyes tighter in response. Cerifena let out a chuckle āVery well, if thatās how you want this to be.ā
You werenāt really sure what to expect next. Your mind hadnāt really thought things through that far. But what happened next wouldnāt have even been third or fourth in line.
From the large, dense vines that held your arms, minute vines descended upon your arms, forming web-like patterns as they seemed to devour you. They continued up your shoulders and neck, not forming a complete covering, but enough to make it so that any little motion of resistance you wanted to perform wouldnāt produce any fruit.Ā
As they reached your face, you began to feel yourself hyperventilating. You had never been great with tight or enclosed spaces, and this was certainly encroaching on that territory. A puff of mist seemed to hit your face as this happened. You werenāt sure from what, but you immediately inhaled something floral scented and your breathing fell into a rhythm as forced calm and relaxation washed over you.
The vines then continued until they completely coated your face, and then they were in your eyes. They gently wound themselves around and in your eyelids and eyes. You tried to shut them back tightly and found that you no longer could do so. The sensation felt strange, like soft but unbreakable silk that was keeping your eyes both open and relaxed.
You hadnāt realized how much Cerifenaās form had changed while you had been keeping your eyes closed. The brightly lit room was now composed entirely of Cerifenaās vines forming a dim canopy over you. At the center where a ceiling would normally be, three eyes that swirled and shifted like fireflies. You found yourself caught in their trance before you could make a conscious effort to look elsewhere. Relaxed, calm, safe, warmā¦
Cerifenaās voice seemed to admit from all around the canopy in echoed polytonal textures. āDonāt worry about your eyes, they wonāt dry out. The vines keeping your eyes open are also keeping them from that predicament. One less thing for you to have to think about.ā
Ohā¦thatāsā¦reassuringā¦think-
āNow I know words are going to be hard for you right now, so I want you to nod yes or shake your head no to my questions. Can you do that for me, petal?ā
Ohā¦sureā¦you could do thatā¦
Your mind felt like it was floating in warm honey. You nodded your head slowly
āNow, weāre going to start off with some easy questions? I want you to just relax and get lost in the colors and the sound of my voice. Just answer what feels natural. You left your home world to live in this system at the age of 19, correct?ā
You nodded. Nice and easyā¦heheheā¦you didnāt want to think about the wh-
āYou left your home system to escape your parents? They didnāt accept you, did they?ā
Your breath caught in your throat a bit, but in this state of comfort and bliss, you couldnāt bring yourself to panic. Instead you slowly nodded.
Vines descended on your scalp and scratched at it gently. The feeling you got from it was pure bliss.
āThat must have been so hard on you, little one. Youāre so strong for making it this far.ā
You wanted to escape that claim by shaking your head. You found the web of vines nodding your head instead. You felt confused
āThatās right, you are strong. Even if you deny it, cast it away from you, crush it deep down, you know how strong you are to have made it this far.ā
You could only let out a little whine. You felt a single tear dribble down through the web of vines coating your face.
āYou know you are strongā¦you created this version of yourself to be strong.ā
You were trying to piece together what she was implying, but having a mind that was floating in blissful honey made it much easier to just ignore it. Nodding felt good. Maybe youād even get more scratches.
āYou had to grow up fast, too fast. You had to protect yourself and your girlfriend in order to get off planet.āĀ
The mention of your now ex-girlfriend felt like a shock to your system. You still couldnāt regain full clarity, but you were now fighting the state of xenodrug induced calm.
Your voice came out cracked and desperate. āS-stopā¦p-pleaseā. More tears were weaving down the webs.
The swirls changed patterns right as vines scratched your forehead. The fight in you sank back into the fog. Something else felt like it was at the back of your mind. You couldnāt determine what, just that you wanted it to stay back.
āIn order to create a version of yourself that could be strong for you and those around you, someone else was suppressed, wasnāt she? Locked awayā¦for safetyā¦ā
H-how could she knowā¦noā¦thereās nothing for her to know...thereās nothing thereā¦thereās nothingā¦
āI can see it in your eyes that the answer is yes, petal. But thereās nothing for you to fight now, is there? Nothing you need to stay strong for anymore...ā
You felt like you were going to choke again as you spoke. There wasnāt much thought behind what came out, just instinct and a subconscious trying to protect itself.Ā
āD-donātā¦pleaseā¦itāll never be safeā¦w-we canātā¦s-shutā¦leave us aloneā¦y-you donāt understand-āĀ
You didnāt know what was going on. Just that it was uncomfortable and the entire thing made your head feel like it couldnāt stay put together. Something you had locked away long ago. Memories and feelings felt like they were coming back. You needed to hold it all together.
The canopy around you felt like it was getting closer. Thicker vines were wrapping around our back, cradling us, supporting us, letting you fall into them. Maybe if you sank into them enough you could put it all back.
Cerifenaās eyes seemed closer, and yet you felt so much farther away. It was getting harder to tell what you were supposed to be.Ā
Vines massaged your entire body as that polytonal voice seemed to sink into every crevice of your mind. āYouāre safe nowā¦youāre both safe nowā¦you donāt have to stay in hiding anymoreā¦youāre safeā¦lovedā¦acceptedā
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The next moment that you were consciously aware you were turtled up with your arms wrapped around the back of your neck. Sobbing tears into a bed of plush. Where were you? Were you still in the Cerifenaās office? Why couldnāt you move?
āAhā¦there she isā¦it feels good to be out again after so longā¦doesnāt it little one?ā
Your body was moving. She got up, and ran towards the thing you had been trying to avoid. You saw Cerifena, smile soft and warm, as she embraced your body. Your body in turn hugged the mass of vines. A real hug. Clinging tighter than you ever had to anyone before.
āItās okay little one, youāre free now, Mommyās going to take very good care of you. Youāll be able to play forever, just like you always wanted.ā
You spoke, but your words werenāt your own. āM-Mommy? B-but our Mommy-ā
āNot her.ā Vines scratched at your head. āYour real Mommy is me.ā
Ohā¦this wasā¦herā¦but alsoā¦usā¦before it allā¦before it allā¦
She sniffled. āY-yes Mommyā¦c-can I have my plushie?ā
Cerifena handed her your plushie. The one you always had in your bed but refused to cuddle with for fear of feeling weak. You werenāt sure how she had gotten it. Maybe she got it the moment you left your hab. Had she been planning this the whole time?
āT-thank you Mommyā¦ā and then she smiled. She really smiledā¦you hadnāt smiled in so longā¦you couldnāt afford toā¦everā¦
Maybeā¦we were going to be okayā¦maybe the Affini could take care of herā¦of usā¦just maybeā¦
Once upon a time this monthly meeting of friends was something you looked forward to. Once upon a time it gave you a consistent, planned social outing that you could write off as your excuse to not go to any other social events for the rest of the month. Once upon a time your conversations involved more than just talking about them.
You were relatively impartial to the Affini. Sure some of your thoughts may be considered āferalā by some, but that was a word they just threw around and it had lost its meaning. There was nothing wrong with seeing yourself as being a higher level as an independent. You were still in charge of your own life after all, more so than the florets that ran rampant, which your friends had also become.
The meeting spots had changed a few times, but the last few times the event had been hosted at Livās hab where her and her owner lived. According to Liv, her āMistressā was āout running errandsā so we would have the space to ourselves. The last time you attended, you had the horrible luck of being questioned and scrutinized by her about every little detail of your life that you were trying to keep private and to yourself. She just refused to take a simple one word response or ānoā for an answer. Instead you were put on trial until you managed to come up with an excuse to slip out of the event altogether.
Your conversations had devolved from endless philosophical discussions that would keep you rolling over in your bed pondering for hours, to recounts of pointless outings with your over zealous plant rulers. Meaningless endeavors that made you wonder how anyone could be so care free about life. On top of hearing way too many times about all the weird ways their vines could be placed into the various orifices in your body.
You were idly stirring your drink that you hadnāt yet touched with your straw, trying to think of the best way to break it to them that this was the last time you planned on showing up to see them anymore. You couldnāt handle it anymore. Every time you saw them you left irritated, wishing that the Affini had never arrived and took away the one good thing you had going for you socially.
As if to make the contrast even more stark, everyone else was wearing outfits indicative of the colors of their owners while you were wearing pure, professional black.
āAnd then, Mistress had me on Class W for the entire day! I could only speak in barks and whine while she purposely kept playing with my body in public! I canāt believe the things that I just find normal now that the Affini are here! Life is so much hotter and interesting now!ā
Liv was yapping her mouth off to Lilith about her day. She had always been shy prior to the arrival of the Affini, but after transitioning and finding an Affini owner, she became the most outgoing of us all. Lilith had an amused look on her face, eagerly listening and enjoying our friendās perverted stories.
You were feeling more and more isolated from this conversation and had it in your mind to just leave then and there. āIāll just send them a text to let them know I wonāt be coming back anymoreā was what you thought.
As you began to get out of your chair, your attempt to remain unnoticed failed spectacularly.Ā
Lilithās attention, observant as a hawk, turned directly towards you. Her words wrapped up around you like a rope as if to tie you back down to the chair and prevent you from leaving. āAnd what about you? Youāve been awfully quiet. Found anyone new to fancy recently? Or maybe someone who fancies you?ā Her tone was teasing, with a stern undertone that made it clear to you that you werenāt going to be able to dodge her questions easily.
With all of the luck in the stars, Lilithās narrowing of attention onto you made Liv join the interrogation train as well. Her eyes lit up with fire as the opportunity to pry far too deep into someoneās personal life presented itself in front of her. Like owner like floret I suppose.
Liv jumped up from her seat and wrapped her arms around your neck, pulling you downwards abruptly before you regained your stability. She came to a rest far too close for your comfort, practically sitting on your right thigh. āCome on!! Thereās gotta be something ya been up to! Youāre too tempting of an independent for an Affini not to have their eyes on you!ā
You didnāt even want to know what she was implying by that. You had done your very best to seem cold and uninterested in nearly all Affini encounters. āMy life isnāt that interesting, so thereās nothing any of you need to worry about.ā You needed an escape, now. āActually, I was about to tell you all that Iām no longer going to be-ā
Liv foiled me once more, āGIRLLL loosen up!! Youāre always so uptight!! Here, let me help you with your drink that you havenāt even bothered to take one sip of!!āĀ
āReally Iām fine! You donāt have t-ā
You were cut off by her holding the drink up to your lips and in one move grabbing you by the hair to tilt your head back and pouring the drink in before you could react otherwise. You swallowed it quickly so as not to choke, but ended up choking a little anyway.
You pushed Liv away but she only budged enough for you to stop choking and move your head back to where it was. Lilith was now eyeing you like a predator stalking its prey, while Liv had a smirk on her face.
āW-whatās going on? Why are you both looking at me like that? Why are you still so close to me? Y-youāre rubbing against my thigh and itās going to make me start having sexual thoughts! What?! Why canāt I stop talking? What the fuck did you do to m-!ā
Livās hand covered your mouth, saving you from yourself for now. Her friendly, submissive, āwouldnāt hurt a flyā attitude was gone, replaced with something moreā¦sinister
Lilith was slowly inching her way towards me, not quite moving yet as she answered my questions. āWell, we all noticed that you were becoming more closed off from us, and acting uncomfortable around the topic of the Affini.ā She paused as if contemplating. āWe figured you might try to ditch our little monthly meetups soon so we decided weād come up with a plan to help youā¦open up a bit moreā
She gave that a moment to sink in, as pure terror and something else you werenāt going to acknowledge ran through your veins. āThe Affini have one of these lovely little xenodrugs called a āClass Dā. Do you know what that does, doll?ā
You shook your head back and forth, eyes growing wide with concern. Lilith continued āIt keeps little closed up ice princesses like yourself from denying your darkest desires. Youāll be spilling out all your fun little secrets-ā
At this point you realized how fucked you truly were and tried to bolt. Unfortunately for you, Liv was prepared for that, and quickly secured a firm grip in your hair once more, making it so that all of your momentum was pulled backwards the second you were able to escape the chair. Curse your long hair. Meanwhile Lilith, who had been slowly calculating her moves, took that opportunity to grab you by the neck and use her grip to lift you up and slam you down onto the table on your back. You remembered Lilith mentioning something about a biomod that gave her greater than average strength, but you hadnāt expected to be experiencing it firsthand.
Liv laughed as she got up and pulled some rope out from underneath her chair āDo go easy on her now Lilith. Sheās not implanted, so she is much more fragile than the other toys you like to play with.ā
You struggled fiercely on the table, but your hands around Lilithās arm didnāt even make her budge. You couldnāt light a candle to her strength, and you hadnāt exactly been keeping yourself in the most physically fit shape. You tried to catch your breath, as much as you could after being tossed like you weighed nothing. All the while Lilith kept a relaxed but firm grip around your throat.Ā
When you had gained a bit of air, you growled out in fury, āFuck you Liv! I am not fragile! N-Not anymore than an average terran! I-I donāt know what fucked up game you all are playing but stay away from me! The Affini have made you all insane! G-get your attractively strong arm off of my neck right this instance! D-donāt you dare use that rope on me Liv even if it would turn me on!ā
You turned bright red as your brain made recognition of the words coming out of your mouth.Ā
Lilith smirked and looked down directly into your eyes, ignoring your plea to be released. āWhy, such pretty little confessions coming out of your mouth already. What else are we going to discover about our little vixen here? I do wonder-ā
Liv chimed in, āI suppose the quiet, uptight and haughty ones really do have the most depraved fantasies! Hold still for me now while I tie up your hands-ā
You swatted at Liv and the hands attempting to restrain you. Lilith didnāt even have to adjust her grip to perfectly squeeze down on just the right spot on your neck. With your airflow cut off you let out a whimper and relented, allowing Liv to tie up your hands.
Lilith smirked and stared down at you with a hunger in her eyes as she patiently kept you in place while you were restrained. āYou know, it really is great that Livās hab is all set up to record everything that goes on in here. Affini will be fighting each other for our sweet friend here once this is out.ā
Liv was pulling your tied hands by the long end of the rope to a hook that was sticking out from the end of the table when your eyes widened. Up until now you knew this was bad, but you had hopes for escaping back home and then maybe even off planet afterwards. You were convinced this whole thing could be persevered through and then become a bad memory.
You tried to pull your already tied hands away from the hook just as Liv was finishing fastening the knot. āWHAT! N-no p-please donāt hand me over to the Affini! Fantasizing about becoming a floret doesnāt mean I want to be one! I only want to be one a little bit!! FUCKING take this stars forsaken drug out of my system! This all has to be lies!!ā
Lilith and Liv laughed. āAll lies you say?ā said Liv as she creeped back down the table and into my frame of view once more, tracing her fingers down your exposed inner arms. Lilith loosened her grip on your neck and began to trace your collarbone, making little loops around the exposed skin between your neck and breasts. āNo, thatās the exact opposite of what this drug does actually.ā
You let out a whimper and turned your head away and to the side, closing your eyes in the process.
āWeāll start simpleā Liv began again. āDo you enjoy the things weāre doing to you right now?ā
You fought desperately against your own mouth to keep it from speaking out your undoing. āMy stars, yes! Please donāt stop even if I say so!ā
Lilith and Liv looked at each other with devious smiles on their faces. In an attempt to regain my dignity, I tried to kick my legs out and from under Lilith.
Lilithās tone immediately became domineering and commanding as she pressed down on my neck once more. āOh no, absolutely not. Liv, get her legsā.Ā
You squeaked out in surprise as some sort of warm feeling traveled all the way up and down your body. Liv grabbed some more rope as she went to the foot of the table. āIt would be my absolute pleasure!ā she giggled away.
Lilith took the opportunity of spare time to get her face no more than a few inches from the side of your neck. Her volume became a whisper. āShame, and you were being such a good girl too~. But I have a feelingā¦does our little bottle of secrets here like to be punished? Does she like to fight and struggle only so that sheāll be put in her place harder? Just a little brat hiding behind the layers of walls and āpropernessā she places around herself?ā
A gut wrenching moan escaped my lips as the drugs in my system forced out the indignity of an answer. āI fucking hate you! Yes! Yes! I-Iām so fucking turned by you and your hot breath against my neck and your threats! Iām so fucking terrified and it makes me soaked!ā
You tried to close your eyes to absolve yourself of the humiliation, only for Lilith to nibble at your neck, making your eyes open in surprise. āAh ah ah, thereāll be none of that. Keep those pretty eyes open, youāre going to witness every moment of this.ā
Liv had finished tying your ankles to opposite sides of the table, forcing your legs to spread open. Liv was giddy as she made her way back up to you. Liv placed herself on the opposite side of where Lilith was currently breathing lustfully onto my neck. You were shivering with an arousal that you were trying to hide.
āYouāve been watching us all with envy for so long. It made you bitter, angry, isolated, but your pride wouldnāt let you give yourself over to your desires.ā Liv had a hand stroking through your hair. āBut you donāt have your pride right now, do you? Squirming, mewling, pathetic, helpless.ā
Your hard rooted beliefs were fighting against the drugs bringing out what you knew was the truth. āI-I canātā¦I ca-ā
āYou canā
You let out a long, loud whine as the feeling of my pride being stripped away was cemented.
Lilith spoke again on the other side. āDonāt worry doll, the drugs are here to make the process easier. You can pretend to fight them, but theyāll win. Isnāt there comfort in that? In knowing no matter how hard you fight and struggle, you wonāt win.ā
Your voice was just louder than a whisper, and very airy. āY-yes.ā
Liv and Lilith were both tracing lines down your sides. They were pleasurable enough to tease well but not enough to really get you off. You needed more.
Liv responded on queue āAdmit what you are, admit what you want, and weāll give it to you~āĀ
Your voice came out with a loud cry as the floodgates were given a clear direction to break in. āP-please! I want both of you to strip me down a-and touch me all over a-and push me back down harder every time I fight! Pleaseā¦pleaseā¦please!! I-I need it..I-Iām a brat-I-Iām an ice princess!! I need to be broken-I need to be ripped to shreds and fucked senseless!!ā
Lilith and Liv spoke together in unison, directly in your ear
āGood girlā
There wasnāt a single moment of hesitation further as Lilith proceeded to use her extraordinary strength to rip through your blouse and bra.The tatters of the fabric were left at your side and pinned underneath you by your weight. She immediately went to work on your left breast. Now spilled free and revealed, your nipples were erect and sensitive from all of their collective teasing. Her tongue circled around your sensitive bud, progressively wrapping her warm mouth around it more and more with each stroke of her tongue, unable to keep her teeth from grazing you in her excitement. Her grip on your neck became harsher and tighter, keeping your head roughly pinned against the table. She dug her nails into your flesh for no other reason other than pure sadism.
Liv moved with the satisfaction of a sadist as she pulled out a knife. āYou know, Mistress originally wouldnāt let me have one of these.ā She let the knife glisten as she let it cross your view. āBut when I let her know what it was for she gave me special permission just for today!ā
You could hardly keep listening to what Liv was saying while Lilith relentlessly tormented your breast. Before you could think anymore about it, you felt cold steel pressing into your leggings.
You let out a squeak and tried to move your head enough to look down and ensure Liv wouldnāt accidentally cut you but Lilith slammed your head back down to the table to keep you from doing so.
āHead on the table slut.ā Lilith moved up to your neck, hand fondling the breast that immediately felt neglected upon her moving. āWhether or not you get cut or not is up to us. Youāre going to stay put and take everything we give you, regardless of whether you want it or not.ā
So as to emphasize her point, she proceeded to bite your neck, making you squeal out in pain. āEep! Y-yes Iām sorry Lilith! I-Iāll take everything the two of you give me! I-I hate how these drugs make it so I canāt deny I want this but that makes it even hotter!ā
Liv had finished cutting away your bottoms and gave your cunt a hard slap. āDāawww, you sing such pretty secrets when you have no filter. Not like your cunt wouldnāt have given you away if we hadnāt drugged your drink. Iāve seen puppy girls humping their ownersā vines leaking less arousal than you. To think you were such a whore this whole time~ā.Ā
Liv pinched your clit on the emphasis of the word āwhoreā, making you squeal out and try to squirm away instinctively. Lilith growled and held your neck tighter so you couldnāt.
Liv idly rubbed circles around your swollen clit as she continued to speak, āBut it wouldnāt be fair if we just gave you pleasure after all this time, would it? Hiding feral thoughts, looking down on florets, isolating yourself and pushing away friends. Iād say that deserves some punishment, wouldnāt you say so?ā
You whined as fear mixed in with your arousal, making you dread whatever they may have in mind. āP-please!! Iām n-ā Lilith moved her hand from your neck and clasped it around your mouth, silencing you. āShut up, pet. She wasnāt talking to you, she was talking to me. The answer is that you absolutely do deserve punishment, and youāre going to take it like a good girl. Is that understood?ā
You nodded with eyes wide with fear and arousal. She turned towards Liv, āGood. Now Liv, I think our naughty little friend here still has some secrets to share with us, wouldnāt you say? Maybe ones we wouldnāt know the questions to ask in order to pry out? But you know what gets someone saying all kinds of things?ā her devilish grin widened as she turned back away from Liv and leaned in to whisper into your ear, āDenial.ā
Oh fuck. They wanted more. You had always been weak to edging, but you had only edged yourself in private where you ultimately held the control. You attempted to mentally steel your resolve, closing your eyes to hide yourself from your shame. Lilith said nothing but pinched your nipple hard, making you open them again.
āWhy, thatās a lovely idea Lilith!ā she stared down upon you āTeaching you how powerless you are and how you have no control will be a valuable lesson for your upcoming future~ā
You had been so caught up with fear and arousal that you had almost forgotten that your friends were really planning on handing you over to the Affini after this. Lilith moved her hand away from your mouth and traced her nails back down to your throat. You couldnāt help as you started spilling out words of desperation once more.
āP-please Iām sorry I canāt deny that I find this extremely hot b-but please donāt let the Affini have me!! I-Iāll love being tamed so much Iāll never be able to escape p-plGUHā
Livās fingers plunged into your cunt and began finger-fucking you with a consistent rhythm. āIt seems like the desperation really has had the effect you wanted, Lilith. Sheās spilling so many fun facts about herself! After this, her file is going to make her irresistible!! Sheāll have hundreds of domestication claims on her the moment this goes out!!ā
You were already so primed and warmed up with arousal that it became hard to resist the growing ocean of pressure needing to be released in your cunt. You knew what was going to happen, but you thought maybe you could sneak one out anyway. Your non-existent filter prevented that from happening, āS-stars Iām so close! N-no fucking shut up I was going to get one out!ā
Liv laughed as she brought you just a little closer to the edge. āYou really thought you could āpull one over meā? Iāve edged hundreds of girls while youāve been a prune for years. Such-a-dumb-little-brat.ā She slapped your cunt hard to emphasize each word of the last phrase, making you whine.
You growled as you lost your chance for an orgasm, squealing out in pain with each of the slaps. āI-Iām not dumb! B-but y-youāre making me dumb and I love it. GRRRR SHUT UP!āĀ
In your grumbling you didnāt see Lilith move her hand to shove her fingers in your mouth. Before you could feign indifference or anger, your eyes rolled back and you let out a deep moan. Your body relaxed further into the table and you gave the air a hump with your cunt.Ā
Lilith bit her lip with satisfaction. āWell it seems we discovered another thing our slutty little plaything loves.ā Her fingers began to move deeper into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue.
Liv began again, fingering your clit and rubbing circles around your clit with her thumb. You started humping into her hand, you couldnāt help it. You had tried to keep your oral obsession hidden but Lilith just happened to stumble upon it.Ā
Liv slapped your cunt and pressed down on your pubic bone. āNah ah ah, no getting too eager. Youāll give what youāre given and take nothing. Lilith?ā
Lilith pinched your nipple hard and you squealed loudly, having to make a dedicated effort to stop yourself from humping. You couldnāt stop yourself from speaking around Lilithās fingers, making you sound extremely pathetic. āG-GUUhh es iv! I owwy!āĀ
Liv renewed her torture of your cunt once more as you felt your mind began to fade into bliss, deeper than before. You moaned loudly as you became nothing but putty for Lilith and Liv to play with. Just as you thought you were about to get an orgasm, Livās sensation disappeared once more and you screamed out with frustration.Ā
Lilithās fingers disappeared at the same exact time. āFUCKKKKK!! Why did my undoing have to be two extremely hot girls who are also my friends!! I should have just sent a text message and stayed home!!ā
Both of them laughed and Lilith responded āGlad to know you find us attractive, weāll let you know the feeling is mutual. Weāll pass that information on to your future owner as well~ā
You let out a long series of whines and whimpers, blushing profusely and almost closing your eyes before instinctively opening them back up again. Lilith noticed how quickly her conditioning had taken root and made a mental note to pass that information on to your new owner and tease you about it later down the line.
āI fucking hate and love you both right now and I donāt know which to feel more and itās making it hard for me to think!ā You were starting to really miss Lilithās fingers keeping you quiet.Ā
Liv smacked your cunt, swollen and needy from all the teasing, making it feel all the worse. āItās a good thing you donāt need to think anymore then, isnāt it? Someone with a head so full of thoughts all the time-youāll be much happier when you find out that privilege can be taken away at any time~ā
Liv began fingering your cunt once more as you let out a plea, āB-but without my thoughts h-how will I keep myself safe? H-how will I prove that Iām worth anything? How will I-ā
Lilith silenced your pleas with a passionate kiss on the lips. She had cut you off mid breath so you were struggling for air, but she held you firm while you felt your orgasm rapidly building up once more, the edging making the time between each one require less and less stimulation.
Lilith pulled away and you immediately gasped for air. Her predatory look had softened a bit as she cupped your cheek and looked down into your eyes. āOh you poor thingā, you felt a tear escape as you were drawn into the first sign of comfort. The Class D was bringing out some unpleasant thoughts, and the heightened sensation and vulnerability made everything feel that much more intense. You wanted this, you wanted everything they were giving to you, you wanted to share in their experiences. But how could you ever let yourself be that?Ā Ā
She moved down into your ear, āYou will always be worth so much more to us than youāll ever know. Now, cum for us.ā
Her command made the floodgates of pleasure finally burst, and you screamed out loudly, losing track of all time, sensation, and emotions entirely as Liv kept fingering you all the way through your orgasm. Wave upon wave of pleasure continuously crashed over you. You thought it was never going to end.
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You didnāt know when you finally came to. You werenāt sure if you had blacked out, or if you had just been laying in a state of bliss. You didnāt know if it had been days, months, hours, or just a few minutes.
You realized your hands and legs were now untied, but you were still naked. You tried wearily to get up, but Lilith and Liv kept you held softly from either side.Ā
āShhhh there there, no getting up nowā Lilith whispered.Ā
You whined a little but stayed put. Liv continued, āWe were just waiting here to make sure you were okay before we put you out for your Affini.ā
You felt panic rising inside of you again, but it was much more muted now. āAm Iā¦am I going to be okay? Am Iā¦still going to be me?ā You felt the streams of tears begin to flow from your eyes again.
Lilith ran her hand through your hair as she placed a floral mask over your face.
āYou will be you, and so much more. Now, breathe in deeply for us. Good girllll.ā
Reassurance washed over you and you obeyed, a soft, hopeful smile on your face as the world faded to black.
Epilogue
It had been three months since your last meeting with all your friends. You were dressed up in floret wear, something you had been forced to grow accustomed to. You looked at yourself in the mirror, staring at the collar that hadnāt left your neck since you woke up after that day. You were donning the normal black color that you liked, but now mixed in with the blue and green hues that your owner wouldnāt let you go without.Ā
Your outfit left little to the imagination, ensuring that every part of your body was both on display and easy access to whoever would desire. The clothing was so flowy and felt like silk. You knew it could be ripped away at any time just as easily.
You had rosy cheeks as you were mentally dreading but aroused at the idea of seeing your friends again. The very people who had first broken you against your will. Who then handed you over to the Affini who had spent every day reminding you of your new status, pruning you of unwanted ways of thinking, and ripping away every last bit of pride that you had.
Once upon a time you had a mask to hide behind. A shield to hold up to the world. Ice to keep yourself from ever having to let anyone in. And now you were laid out with none of that, entirely vulnerable for the whole world to access.
āM-Mistress? D-do I have to go? I really donāt want toā¦ā
Vines wrapped around your body, making you whimper, but you held still, knowing that struggle would be pointless. The vines continued moving up until they wrapped around the ring in your collar.
āPetal, you know better than to think you can get out of this. And donāt act like you donāt want this.ā
Upon being implanted, your Mistress had made it so that with just a thought she could cause Class D to flow into your system. She didnāt keep it in you all the time so that you couldnāt ever get used to it, but used it to force humiliating answers out of you. You felt the cold, dry blanket feeling of Class D wash over you. Combined with the tone in Mistressā biorhythm, and you couldnāt withhold your true feelings.
āI want to go to this more than anything. I hope that they make every effort to remind me of all the things they did. And most of all, I canāt wait to feel close to my friends again.ā
Mistressā vines split off from the collar and began to play with your mouth, making you sink into her influence entirely. Vines wrapped up around you and lifted you up into her chest.
āYour friends are going to be so happy to see how far youāve comeā
You attempted to gather your resolve as you were kept forcefully in a kneeling position on the ground. Vines were wrapped around your arms, holding them spread up above you, while more vines wrapped around your legs, keeping them bent and on the ground. One more vine slithered around your waist and up around your breasts, having ripped through your shirt, leaving tatters hanging around you as soft but firm vines rubbed against such a vulnerable area for you.
You had been walking home from the local tavern after breaking the heart of a girl-a floret- who had been trying for months to win over your heart. She was just such a ditz, and you couldnāt stand florets. You werenāt feral, you werenāt anti Affini or florets, but you certainly held your reservations and preferred to be separate from their lifestyle. You were much more of an intellectually inclined individual and found their ungrounded minds grating to be around.
āListen, I get that you florets think that you can just get anyone to fall head over heels for you, but thatās not the case for everyone. Iām not going to sugarcoat it anymore, I find you really annoying and I want you to stop bothering me.ā
Those were the words you had said. You didnāt like being that harsh on the poor thing, but you knew that it was never going to work. Your guarded heart could not co-exist with such a wild and scatterbrained individual. Even if she was one of the only people you had met who actually seemed interested in your passions. But that was irrelevant.
She had gone silent, losing her usual bubbly self, and left with āI understandā. You could tell she was holding back tears. But it was better to have it happen now than later on down the line when things would inevitably fall apart.
When you finally made it home, this floral abomination had been there to meet you. And she was pissed.
Her body was spread all over the walls of your hab, as if it had been corrupted by centuries of decay, or some kind of infectious corruption. You were now connected to this all consuming growth. Red pulsing lights emitting from flowers on her vines were now the only illumination in the otherwise dark residence.
āL-Listen if youāre here about that girl Iāmā¦Iām really sorry!! Iām really not into florets!! She would only end up getting hurt by me...itās for her own good!!ā
Some silence went by as the growth expanded around the hab. crawling up further up your legs and thighs, keeping them more securely wrapped as well as producing more sensation. You felt as if there were lightly tipped thorns on the vines as well, but they werenāt enough to produce any intense pain. You winced regardless as they crept over more of your body.
āSilly little terran,ā her voice echoed from all around, sometimes shifting, impossible to know where exactly it was coming from, āI am here about that girl, but make no mistake it is not her I am currently concerned about. No, I am here for youā
You shivered with fear and some other forbidden heat and began to renew your struggles fruitlessly. The growth that had spread upwards onto your lower body began to do so from your arms as well, encasing them evermore with what was already a grip you could never hope to escape.
āBut donāt worry, little one, I am only going to break you like you broke her heart. For you this will beā¦what was the phrase you used? Oh right, for your own goodā
You initially thought that you could talk your way out of your encounter with this Affini. That you could convince them that it was all a misunderstanding. But as you realized this Affini had a different motive than you thought, your fate began to dawn on you. Before you could attempt to plead though, the growth around your breasts had extended up to your neck, creating a spiral pattern around your body, which then looped around your mouth and prevented you from speaking out.
āAh ah ah, itās not your time to speak yet. Youāll have plenty of chances to in a momentā Your heart raced with fear, putting up every wall and fortification that you so methodically lived behind to steel yourself enough to survive. I mean, surely rejecting a girl wasnāt enough to get you domesticated right? Even if she was a floret?
āWe are going to play a little gameā a needle was jabbed into your thigh, causing you to whimper and brace yourself for whatever cursed concoction was about to plague your body. āWhat I have injected you with is Class D. I know you know what those are, Iāve seen how extensively youāve documented our xenodrugs.ā How could she know about that?
āHowever, this one is different. It doesnāt prohibit you from telling the lies, but instead makes lying physically painful. The bigger the lie, the worse the pain. The longer you try to affirm a lie, the more pain you will receive.ā Oh fuck. āIs that understoodā
Begrungingly, you nodded your head. You werenāt sure what this Affini was aiming for, but if it came down to it, you could survive a little pain. You had survived worse.
The vine around your mouth receded, but proceeded to move upwards around one of your eyes, wrapping around your head once more before connecting with the vines at your arms. You could still see, but out of the right eye it was difficult to see more than a glimpse. The feeling of being so intimately restrained was frightening as well as igniting a part of you that you didnāt want to think about.
āFor our first question, weāll start off simple,ā the Affini began, āYou are 28 years of age and use she/her pronouns, correct?ā
You hesitated to speak, unsure what would come out, even if it was an easy question. āThat is correct.ā
There was a mild thrum of approval, and she spoke again. āSince the compact has arrived, you have spent the majority of your days immersing yourself in your intellectual studies and only going out to the local tavern once a week in order to prevent potential wellness checks. Is that correct?ā
You growled a bit before answering. āNot specifically to avoid wellness checks.ā A slightly uncomfortable feeling wrapped around you and inside of you, but not enough for you to notice yet. āI recognize the value in social interactions, but Iām better off pursuing my intrinsic hobbies than spending time with others.āĀ
This time you felt it more clearly. Upon the final part of your answer there was a sharp jab in your chest area. Not unbearable, but not something you wanted lingering. You didnāt feel like it was a lie, even if it was a somewhat unjustified way of thinking. Who is to decide what is a lie anyway?
āNext questionā, The Affini continued without any pleasant thrum afterwards like the last time. āWhen the compact arrived, you read a significant amount of banned feralist literature.ā
Your eyes widened. You thought you had gotten away with that. They were physical copies afterall, and itās not like you were acting on their principles.
āT-thatās notā a soft, twisting pain from your chest made you double back. It wasnāt worth the fight on this one. If they knew, they knew. You whined as the pain didnāt go away, but lingered as you tried to hold your answer back. āY-yesā
The thrum that followed was predatory, hungry, still pleasant but so much more. The red glow in the room seemed to dampen a bit.
āWhat a naughty petal, thinking she could āpull one overā us.ā The vines began shifting and slithering, squeezing tighter like a snake around you. āBut alas, we know you didnāt fall for their teachings. Let us move onto the next question, shall we?ā
You whined and nodded quickly. Surely it couldnāt get any worse than this, right? The next questions would be easy.
āThe girl whose heart you so carelessly broke, you were in love with her were you not?ā
You let out a choking, surprised sound. Instinctively you tried to shrink away from the vines, but they kept you held fast.Ā
āT-thatās not relevant to anything.ā More pain. āItā¦It was for her own goodā More pain. āFor star's sake please donāt make me!ā The pain was getting unbearable, making you attempt to pull away from the vines holding you in place, as if you could escape it. āP-please!! I-I donāt want to!!ā You were crying tears as the love you had suppressed was being pulled out of your chest by force, accompanied by more drug induced pain.
āY-yes!! Yes I loved herā¦butā¦butā¦butā¦ā
āYouāve cut off almost every relationship youāve had in your life. You justified it as a need for freedom, a dislike of people, or it being āfor their own goodā. She paused and while you still couldnāt see a face or eyes, you could feel like her gaze was bearing down onto you. āBut thatās not the truth, is it?ā
Her words bore down onto you with heavy weight. You thought you could outsmart the Affini by refusing to speak, but the pain started to build up, digging into your core sharply.Ā
āY-you donāt know anythingā pain. āIāve only done what Iāve had to do!! You wouldnāt understand!!ā You growled and thrashed about looking for any loose end to escape from, trying to ignore the growing, boiling pain in your chest. āL-let me out of here right now and take this drug out of my system!ā
For the first time since you had met this creature, a gathering of vines formed a face in front of you with three glowing red eyes in a triangle shape. There was no mouth, but sound emitted from it anyway. The red glow of its eyes was brighter than any of the other red lighting in the room. It was as threatening as it was all consuming, leaving no room for anything but its inevitable truth.
āAnd why would I do that, my precious little petal? So you could run away again? Like youāve run away from everyone whoās tried to get close to you? No, I have you right where I want you to be.
It was so final, cutting away at the thoughts you were trying to gather in order to muster up a solid argument.Ā
āT-thatās not true!! I-I would not!!ā pain āJ-Just give me another chance!! I-Iāll apologize to that girl!!ā
You were cut off with unyielding authority. āYou wield independence as a weapon. A way to cut down anyone who tries to get close to or care for you.
You whined and kept trying to hold back tears that were breaking through, trying to deny it internally, but finding it hard to fight against the pain. You werenāt sure if the pain was coming from the xenodrug, or from being ripped apart emotionally. Donāt worry, Iāll ensure that you never get to wield it again.ā
You went into a full blown panic as you realized that this Affini actually planned to take away your independence. To steal your autonomy. To take away the control you so desperately clung to.
āP-please no I-Iām sorry Iāll do anything just let me go I-I donāt want to be a floret!! I-I need my independence I-I-āĀ
You were cut off with the same vine that had silenced you earlier, wrapping around your mouth. Tears were streaming down your face and were beginning to collect on said vine.Ā
āYou were hurt by others. Then you ended up hurting others. Then you ended up hurting yourself. The cycle ends here and now.ā
You thrashed about violently, attempting to somehow cause enough pain to yourself to make you disassociate from the present moment. This isnāt real, this couldnāt be happening to you, you couldnāt handle this! You screamed behind the vine while they kept you from harm all the while.Ā
The blockage you had used to stop the flow of your heart had been ripped from its place, and was now all coming out with nothing to stop it.Ā
At some point the vine had been removed. At some point you had stopped screaming. At some point you had left reality for a time and had come back to be hanging lifelessly in the vines of an Affini.
āThere there, youāre so much more precious now that youāve been thoroughly disarmedā
You gave no response but a sniffle
āAre you ready for your new life, little one?ā
There's something extremely creepy about looking back at past pictures of yourself. Recognizing that it was once you, it shares your facial features, but seeing it as a person so far from what you are now that it's like looking at an imposter. That there's not even a train of thought or a line of events that can be traced to get into the same mind as the person you were back then. It's just someone else wearing your skin entirely. Someone who died.
I don't find the idea of death as hard to come to terms with as the idea of just running out of time.
There's such a vast amount of subjects to study, places to visit, cultures to experience, people to meet.
I find the fantasy of having a lifespan akin to that of an elf or vampire appealing, even if it meant equal amounts more suffering as I chased out knowledge and experiences. The storm erodes and reshapes landscapes into new beauty.
Even in this finite amount of time, the realization that it could be shortened by any number of tragedies is humbling. One step, two steps, three steps away, all for it to cease in the end. For some, death kills dreams, and for others, it ends their nightmare.
CW: Ableism, attempts of self harm, mental breaking
āSo youāre saying, after all this time, after all of the fighting I did to survive, what I had to put myself through, what I had to put others throughā¦ you closed your eyes to enact your breathing techniques for staying calm, something you had mastered over your long time of working in extremely stressful environmentsā¦It was all for nothing?ā
Your Affini caretaker smiled at you like you saying these words was the most cheery and delightful realization in the world. āThatās right petal!! You donāt have to suffer anymore, you donāt have to fight and struggle against others!! Everything will be-ā
āNO!!ā you interrupted her, your typical calm demeanor and aura you exuded was quickly losing to the flame of intense emotions inside of you. āI wonāt accept it!! Youāre telling me those invalid wormheads outside who caved at the first sign of struggle deserve this paradise too!? No, I was the one struggled, I was the one who fought, I was the one who WON! They donāt de-
You found yourself with a vine around your mouth. When you tried to move the vine away, more vines met your limbs to wrap you up and pick you up. You struggled and growled before looking up at the Affini, but being careful to avoid the eyes. Both out of worry of their hypnotic powers, and the refusal to dignify them with any eye contact.
Their previously cheery demeanor was gone, replaced with something else. Solemn, sad, disappointment? You werenāt sure. You didnāt care.
Vines wiped away something wet from your face. Tears? They couldnāt be. You wouldnāt be crying over something like this.
āPetal, Iāve read through your files. On how you originally set out to fight your war for the sake of others, on how you wanted to change the system from within. But somewhere along the way, you became the monster to defeat one, didnāt you?ā
You winced and closed your eyes as your tears began to flow like rivers. The world is a harsh place. The weak donāt survive, how can they deserve the same things she fought so hard for? This was a lesson she had learned in the reality of the world. She had cut off nearly everyone around her in order to focus on the only thing she could guarantee safety for. Herself.But now this plant was tugging at her heartstrings, trying to melt the ice she had built around her heart, and she couldnāt stop it from happening, as much as she was trying.
āI can see the wheels in that over active mind turning, little moonflower. In order to blossom in the darkest, coldest environments, you lost sight of what you set out to do.ā
You tried shaking your head, with a strong desire to hit your head against something in rage, to stop the pain that was consuming your entire body as the frozen wounds began to open up all at once. This plant was unmaking the fabric of your existence and placing it back together as she desired. The weight of your crimes burdening down on you with unimaginable force.Ā
You were placed down on the ground, on your knees but legs restrained in vines so as to prevent much movement, with your arms wrapped up and held in a loose āYā shape. It was as if she saw what you wanted to do, because she refused to let you act out in harm to yourself, even as you struggled. You wanted to feel all of the pain you had caused others. Itās what you deserved. The vine around your mouth was removed, but all you could do was scream out in rage. At yourself, at the world around you, at everything.Ā
After what seemed like an eternity but was probably only half an hour at most, you went still. The giant mass of plant in front of you still hadnāt moved the entire time. Watching you, letting those intense emotions vent into the empty space of the hab.Ā
Still looking down at the floor, seeing your puddle of tears, chest heaving heavily, hanging in defeat, you spoke. āPleaseā¦just end meā¦make the rest of my life excruciatingly painfulā¦whip me until Iām bleeding from every inch of my bodyā¦subject me to your worst psychological tortureā¦break me with every fear Iāve ever hadā¦or just kill me as slowly as possibleā¦anything so I can finally get what I deserve.ā
A vine gently lifted up your chin, making you stare into her amber, golden eyes. They were like the sun in this otherwise rather dim room.
āJust as they all got a second chance, so will you. You will confess every sin, be forgiven by every sophant you hurt, pay the price for each oneā, she paused, āBut most of all, you will be lovedā
You broke into sobs once more as she pulled you close to her into something akin to a hug. You buried yourself deep into her chest and refused to move your head out of your newfound salvation.
Maybe, just maybe, you could make it all right. The way she said it, it must be possibleā¦it must be true.
Moon themed floret with sun themed Affini. She'll line her floret up far in front of her so that perspective wise it looks like the floret is the same size as an Affini and then take a picture and send it to everyone calling it "an eclipse". Moon floret is mildly annoyed by the whole thing but knows there's no way to escape her owner's ecstatic energy she already has tried.
At no point in your life did you ever think you would end up here.
You had always heard the warnings about hiking alone in the forest. But you didn't really have friends that could solve that problem for you anyway, so what would be the point in worrying? You thought you may one day run into some sort of wild bear, or a smelly cigarette smelling stereotypical "would-kidnap-you" man.
You never thought it would be someone as beautiful as her.
You were tied up in her cabin, restrained to some kind of spell circle. Though you had physical bondage, it was hardly enough to keep you from leaving. But some sort of bondage that you couldn't see was keeping you trapped. Each time you tried to move, it would tighten and correct your attempts. You had tried to speak, to plead with her, to beg her to let you go. She ignored you, saying could see right through you at what you are, even if you couldn't.
She claimed to be a witch, and that you were chosen as her familiar. You had no idea what that meant, and didn't even believe in witches or magic or anything of that nature.
But the proof in front of your eyes was beginning to change your mind. Not just from the spell circle, but all of the other herbs, crystals, sigils, and candles that radiated some sort of energy you had never felt before.
As the incantation began, the circle around you began to glow, and your felt your restraints tighten. You began to panic, your heart racing as you had no idea what was going to happen next.
Psychic chains began to wrap themselves around you. Wrapping around your heart, breaking down walls you had fought so hard to keep to keep others out. Parts of you that you wanted to stay hidden away for ever crumbled apart. Her will bore into you, and it was much too strong for you to ever hope to fight. Tears began to shed from your eyes as the chains continued to break you apart.
Then around your mind. You felt what was an always active and always anxious mind slow. You couldn't remember the last time you felt this calm. It wrapped around, seeped into your thoughts, took from you what you didn't even know about yourself, and locked away your ability to lie.
Next, your body began to change, painfully so. You felt the brown ears of a mutt begin to grow on your head as your human ears receded. A tail began to grow out of your tailbone, and your stature shrank. Hands and feet became paws, and what was once a bulky and tall figure you felt insecure about but tried to take pride in, became more evened out, shorter, thinner. Your somewhat small breasts rounded out as if they had always been developed instead of the barely passable HRT breasts you had tried to be satisfied with. Part of you loved the process, what was happening to you, and part of you clung to the old body for safety. The spellwork wrenched that part out of your mind, and you soon found yourself accepting it. Acceptance felt good
You were breathing deeply in exhaustion, but the worries that plagued you seemed no more. You tried to remember what they were, but found them unable to be accessed. She then brought out a mirror in front of you for you to look at, snapping you out your desperate mental search.
You remained in a humanoid shape, but the desire you had in you that was repressed was now openly displayed visibly on your body. You felt a flickering behind you as your tail began to wag. You wanted to feel angry, that you had been kidnapped, transformed, turned into...whatever this was...but all you felt was joy, belonging, correct
You looked up at her, eyes unsure of what to express, but feeling intense gratitude. Her beauty, which captivated you before, now seemed to radiate off of her skin in silver and light blue tones. You felt as if you got closer, it would swallow you whole. You wanted that to happen. Then she spoke.
"Do you understand now, my little familiar? What you are, what your purpose is?"
The speech broke you out of the trance you so badly desired to stay in forever, but you wanted to please her. You nodded softly.
"Then tell me, what are you?"
You looked down and pursed your lips, and then back up at her eyes.
Buying an egg who is in the process of cracking their shell feminine clothing knowing that they'll wear it out of the guilt of having money spent on them.
Hey darling, how'd you sleep? Where are you? What are you doing here? Such needless questions for someone who's a pet. Be good, and I might even give you 30 minutes of outside time. Otherwise, you'll be staying in this lovely gilded cage that only I can provide. I promise you'll learn to enjoy it. Trust me. You wanna be a good pet after all don't you? I know your search history, you think incognito mode keeps you safe? Even without that though, you're oh so easy to read~
I want an Affini bottom surgery story where they gradually make their dick smaller and smaller until it shrivels up inside of them and the entire time they're teasing them about how they're "stealing their masculinity" and at the end they go "awwwww now how are you going to be masculine now when all you can do is sit back and get fucked like a little bitch?"
