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4/5/21
I'm finally free
"He's dead. He's really dead. The person who kidnapped me years ago. The monster who changed my body on a molecular level through unknown medical procedures, turning me into a woman. The psychopath who forced me to become his wife by threatening my family. He died. I am finally free. After the funeral I'll go with the lawyer to sign the documents to inherit his fortune, and then I'll be able to go my own way. What should I do? Without his medical and scientific knowledge it's impossible for me to get my body back. Should I start a new life far from here, trying to forget everything? Or should I go back to my family? Would they believe me? Would they let me be a part of their lives? I don't know. I need time to reflect. But surely my life will be better from today. After years of humiliation, I'm finally free. I'm free."
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He's dead, he's finally dead. I been changed, altered into this person. I am now. I wasn't even a female. But his experiments turn into her. I even was trained and education to be a woman. But a part of me. Was there, my old self was there, if I didn't do what I was told, act accordingly my family will be hurt badly or killed.
ReplyDeleteNow after several years of being his wife. He's dead.
My first thoughts was what next, I inherit his fortune, his estate.
But it will do good , but what I want his to return to being me again.
What is the problem I have bare knowledge of his scientific or medical knowledge, even if I study 10 , no 20 more years I still wouldn't scratch what he knew, plus a have a longer youthful life as a girl. Plus I been a girl for so, so long its almost second nature to me now.
I could return home, all they could see , is this person who looks sorta the person they knew, and if they could believe me.
I'm not the same person, thou a part me this , but I'm not, I'm not. That person anymore. Who I am, that I have know now. He did did this to me. And I hate him for it. But I can't help being a woman, acting like one, behaving like one, thinking like one.
So now I'll be my own person, who that is, I don't really know. I'm a woman, that I know that I can't change. No matter much I want to.
As I look at him. I still hated him, Am I free sorta. But that part of me . Will linger on in her.
I don’t think I’d have the courage to just show up and announce my true identity if THAT ever happened to me. I might move next door and try to start a friendship as the new neighbour but more than that ? I don’t know...
ReplyDeleteRhodry, great reinterpretation of her perspective!
ReplyDeletegreg, yes, it would be very difficult, but it's still her family. How could she live next to them and give up their affection?