Stay hidden a little longer

You stay hidden, you don't have the courage to run... you listen to the shouts of the guards and nurses, their voices are **** and angry.

"Stop him!" someone yells, the quickly surround you, and you surrender... you feel a pinch on your butt and you faint.

Intermittently, right after that, your mind offers fleeting glimpses of your altered reality. You wake up smelling **** and some weird medicines, the murmur of the hushed voices of the nurses, and the touch of hands putting more **** on your body. Sometimes you wake up because of the electrical shocks on your head, but you quickly faint...

Every time that you wake up, you catch some words from their conversations, like "compliance" "conditioning" "new memories" "surgery"

The relentless cycle of sedation and awakening left you disoriented, you don't know how much time passed, maybe weeks or perhaps months?

In the brief intervals of lucidity, you start to remember everything, you have a terrible accident, you don't know what happened to your boyfriend, but you don't remember your name, and you are just a normal girl who wants to have a normal life, why this happened to you??

You wake up on a nice room, with a note in the mirror, you are dressed in high heels, a sexy night gown, what happened? Do you fall asleep?
The note says "Darling, I didn’t want to wake you, you looked so peaceful (and I know you might still be recovering from last night). So, I let you sleep in.
Remember to take your pills and drink plenty of water today, okay? Gotta take care of my favorite person.
Tonight, I’m planning something special, as you requested, it will be a cozy movie night just for us. I’ll handle everything, so all you need to do is relax and bring that beautiful smile of yours. Can’t wait to spend the evening with you. Love you!"

Oh my god, you remember everything, you drink too much, you have a terrible nightmare about a creepy hospital... this is the last time that you drink ****!

You arrange your clothes, and you take a look at your flat chastity cage, thinking that soon, the doctor will take care of your gender resignation process, and you can finally offer a pussy to your sweet boyfriend.
You take your pills, and your favorite snacks, and you prepare yourself for tonight, you love to have sex with him while watching the movies.

Unfortunately, you were sold, not as a person, but as a story. Your life, your struggles, your boyfriend, your pain, your gender resignation, it was all broadcasted, consumed by faceless elites who paid fortunes to watch you. The hospital manipulated your memories, and rewrote your identity, molding you into someone new for the entertainment of their audience. You finish your days living a lie...

THE END
Bad ending: The Truwoman show