Alice runs.

Alice musters the courage, gets up and heads for the door. She smiles when she sees it's not locked. Opening it she runs down the hall, down the stairs and toward the door. Suddenly there is a hand on her shoulder. Her heart sinks.

Moment's later she's in a small room, Madam Biddle staring down at her. She shakes her head.

"It's really quite a shame. You're so adorable. But it looks like we're going to have to.... fix you." A tear streams down Alice's cheek as two large men come in and whisk her away, out the back door of the brothel and into a nearby builiding that looks like a giant phallus. Confused and scared, Alice doesn't fight. Inside the building is one large room, with a massive TV screen.

"Madam Biddle has decided to be kind." One of the men says, "and only give you thirty days." He smiles and the door slams behind him. Immediately porn begins streaming out into the TV. Alice tries not to watch at first but can't help it, it's too big. It's too oppressive.

It's not bad, Alice thinks. Soft-core mostly. She finds herself getting into it a little. She reaches a finger down to her juicy pussy lips and slides it in.

After a few days, the porn turns hardcore, but she doesn't seem to mind.
After a few more days it turns harder-core, but she doesn't seem to mind.
After a few more days it turns downright bizzare, but she still doesn't seem to mind.

After a couple weeks of **** porn, the door opens. It's Madam Biddle. "How are you enjoying your entertainment my dear?" she asks. Alice smiles. Madam Biddle notices that Alice's body has gotten thinner from her small food rations, and somewhat harder from the excercise of constant masturbation. "It's time for a little makeover, sweetie," says the Madam.

At that, a dozen people stream into the room and head toward Alice. The first grabs her long blond hair and chops half of it off. The next grabs the remaining hair and begins to dye it. But Alice's attention is quickly diverted as she feels someone slowly shaving her pussy clean. Meanwhile, someone approaches Alice with a small needle. Alice hears the person's voice. "This may hurt..." But Alice smiles.

She whispers, "That's okay... I think I'll like it." The needle immediately pierces both of Alice's nipples, then her clitoris. Alice wimpers in pain as she smiles for pleasure. A smaller needle pierces her nose, lip and eyebrow. The piercer stands back, satisfied, but Alice reaches out and grabs him. "No..." she says, "I want more," and with that, sticks out her tongue. The man obliges her. After a few touches of dark eyeliner and bright red lipstick, the makeover is complete.

Alice is shown a mirror. A tear streams down her face, smearing her eye-liner. This time, its for joy.

"One thing left," spouts Madam Biddle. "You need a new name. You see, Alice just won't do anymore. So tell me sweetie, what do you want to be called?"

Alice thinks for a moment "...Rose."

"How very pretty," Says Biddle. The next morning, Alice awakes with a gift. A tattoo next to her pussy, of a rose and the words "fuck thing."