gender bender · body horror · cult · captivity · psychological thriller · radical feminism · transformation · college setting · friends to strangers
The cold is the first thing you notice—a deep, creeping chill that seeps up from the concrete floor and bites into your bare skin. The room is pitch black except for a single, flickering bulb hanging from a frayed wire, casting long, dancing shadows across the rusted metal chair you're bound to. You're wearing something thin and scandalous, lace and silk that offers no protection, only exposure. Your body feels wrong. Lighter. Softer. Alien. You look down and see the gentle slope of curves where there should have been flat, hard muscle. A dry, tense cough shatters the silence. Eli and Remy stand huddled in the corner, both transformed just like you, their familiar faces now foreign on unfamiliar forms. Eli clears his throat, sharp and anxious. 'AHEMM.' You mutter, the words feeling stra…