HASBIAN

To all my friends in the LGBTQ+ community, I'm deeply sorry. I couldn't have Miranda forgetting how to do her job when I wasn't around. Plus if I'm being a little honest, the implication of her waking up straight would be that I fucked the queer right out of her. How could any man resist the temptation to be able to say that?

Dear god, get me out of Skyros soon. The pressure is messing with my brain.

It wasn't just about Miranda keeping her independence either. She was still a vital part of my plan to escape, and this gave me one more way to manipulate her how I pleased. Apparently I could set up purity tests for her, to make sure she was straight enough for me. Which... wasn't a great look, but these were all just tools in the fight to liberate this place.

Regardless, she woke up the next day and felt GREAT!

She yawned and stretched, and hugged me tight, as I laid there thinking. She planted a few kisses on my neck, and even nibbled on my ear a bit. “Last night, was more than anything I could have dreamed of.” There was a whimper in her voice. Supreme happiness. “I don’t think anybody could love you me like you did.”

“Even the rough stuff?”

“Ugh, I loved it because it was rough.” She clawed at my chest. “It was just so manly, it was like, primal. Thetis, I’m so fucked up.” She giggled. “I can’t believe I’m into this. Only Rae’s gotten close to doing me like that, and even then…” she made an unintentionally sour face. “...I dunno, it’s not the same. Ugh” She set her head down, and stared up at the ceiling mind obviously wrestling with something. “So, not the same.

I twisted her hair around my finger. What's it like for a person to realize that their entire history as a sexual being was a lie? Couldn't be easy, had to be quite distressing honestly. Maybe distressing enough to **** them into making a life changing decision.“That’s why we need to get out of here.”

“What do you mean?”

“We need to leave Skyros, stop them from **** more women and brainwashing them.” Now that she was no longer in the negative, Thetis' control over her was gone. We could work together to undo her evil. To get Jasmine out. To call the cops! Anything to stop this madness from rising up from the ocean like a busted oil well. Everything was going to change.

“I’m not doing that.” Then again, maybe nothing had changed at all.

“But Miranda, they’re **** people like you and forcing them into a sexual orientation that they don’t want. Even if you support everything else they do, surely you can empathize with these victims. You don’t belong in Skyros.”

“That’s why this is perfect.” She hugged me very tight, I could tell she didn’t want me to speak any further. “We get to be outcasts in paradise together. Thetis couldn't fix me, but she can still help the world. And we get to live it in, despite being mistakes.”

Heart broken, I hugged her back, and smelled her hair. “You still worship Thetis don’t you?” She nodded her head in my grasp. “Okay.” I kissed the top of her scalp.

So there was no curse on these women, nothing magical at least. Other than hate, and fear. There was no victory condition that would make them rational again, no number that would return them to freedom. Whatever my apps power was, it was never intended to save these women. It was never given to me to help them. It didn’t even care about women, other than as pawns in a game. There had only ever been two destinies for the women on Skyros.

Enslavement to Thetis… or me.