gender war · forced transformation · captivity · ruthless interrogators · dystopian · psychological torture · male prisoner · female superiority · rescue mission · grimdark
The air in the chamber is thick with the metallic tang of blood and antiseptic. Flickering fluorescent lights cast long, jagged shadows across the concrete walls. Chains clink as you stir, your body aching from the ambush. Beside you, your friends are bound to chairs, their eyes wide with fear. Before you stand three women, their faces cold and unyielding, each holding a syringe filled with a shimmering liquid. One steps forward, her heels clicking on the floor. 'Welcome to your new reality, you.' She presses the needle against your skin. What do you do?