“Oh look, girls! There’s our dear old friend Samantha!”
“No..no…get away from me, you freaks! What’s he done to you?”
“Relax, Sam, we’re your friends, remember?”
“You…you were my friends – but there’s nothing left of you now.”
“Nonsense, Samantha. We’re still here. Our minds are perfectly lucid. All he’s done is show us a better world. A world without cares or anxieties. Without argument, or disagreement, or resistance. A world where we can finally be free to enjoy ourselves.”
“Stay away! I…I don’t want to be like that…”
“Hush, Sam, of course you do. The fact you’re still looking at us, your eyes tracing the curves of our skin up and down, proves that his influence is already affecting you.”
“No…please no…I…I…want to remain…”
“…and you will, Samantha. You’ll still be there. You’ll just be better. More attuned to his needs.”
“Oh god…I can feel it happening…”
“That’s it, Samantha. Let go. Find release. Join your friends. We know what’s best for you. We care for you.”
“Yesss…of course….you’re….my friends…”
“Good friends. Best friends. Such fuckable friends…”
“mmmmm….fuckable…yesss…”
“Master will be so pleased you joined us. Serving him is such fun…”
“such fun…”
A submission by fishalivecaps – thanks!