Here's Fem/Fluxx' first erotic TG short story, written by Morgana.
After a long and destructive economic crisis the Transformation Party has come to power. This party is run by ruthless men who have decided to keep the people in check by enforcing "traditional values", while at the same time enjoying the pleasures the patriarchy has to offer.
Warning: The story contains sexually explicit content and is not suitable for minors. This is a fantasy only. In no way does this story reflect attitudes or behaviors that belong in real life!
January 5
They called in 35 of us today. We had been waiting for it, of course. Every single week the last six months they have taken out some 35 cons and moved them to a "secure location".
They do no tell us what this is about, only that it has something to do with the penal policy of the new government.
All I have heard is what they say on the TV: President Gordon thinks the prisons costs the tax payer too much money, and now he is planning to reduced the number of inmates by 50 percent.
How he is planning to do that while keeping his promise of fighting crime is beyond me.
Januar 10
We have been at the new place for a couple of days now. It isn't too bad. It looks like a minimum security prison. We can go wherever we want inside the building.
Erik said he had seen women in the next block. I do not believe him.
January 11
They took a lot of blood tests today. Full medical check up. They say they need to see if we can handle the treatment.
We talk a lot about "the Treatment" with capital "T". No one knows what it entails, although Erik thinks we are part of some secret government program.
"This new government is worse than the Taliban," he tells me.
Leonard just laughs at Erik. He is trying to keep some kind of emotional distance, I guess.
January 12
There was another group meeting today. A beautiful blonde came to talk to us. There were no prisons guards around, and we found it hard to believe a busty girls like that could dare to face 35 horny men like us.
"We are family" she said. "I know exactly what it means to be in your shoes."
Yeah, right! As if a privileged sexy white broad like that knows anything about what it means to one of us.
Then she started talking about a new technology based on nanites and viruses. It went over my head, to tell you the truth.
"There is no point in fighting it," she said. "The alternative to the electric machine is the electric chair!"
She laughed at this, as if it was a joke.
January 15
Today a female doctor came to talk to us about "The Treatment".
"I am doctor Samantha Daniels," she told us. "Some of us may know me as Doctor Sam Daniels."
Sam Daniels had been the name the male doctor you read about in the papers. He had been arrested for sleeping with his patients. I guess there may be more than one doctor with that name, but several times she referred to research of the notorious Sam Daniels as if it were hers. This makes no sense at all.
