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Jennifer Green was once a promising young gender studies grad student, specializing in patriarchy theory. Only 23 years old, she nonetheless had 3 publications, one of which was hailed as revolutionary just three years before the true Patriarchy came to pass. Green watched in horror as the Patriarchy, a monster which had previously only been a fantasy in the minds of her and other delusional and moronic Feminists, came to reality. She tried to carry on and fight the Patriarchy, but it turned out that when faced with actual oppression, she was too frightened to do anything. She’d loved to fight against made-up oppression of women, but the real thing made her realize how weak of a woman she truly was.

She tried to keep her head down and continue at least some small part of her work, but soon received a memo from the university administration explaining that all gender studies majors, grad students, and professors were being …reassigned“. Specifically, it stated that they would all now be employed as fuckpuppets to help male students burn off steam. As if that wasn’t bad enough, it stated that they would be forced to diet and exercise, and possibly be surgically altered, so they could better fulfill this purpose.

“Let’s face it, if any men wanted to fuck you the way you look currently, you wouldn’t work in gender studies” the memo had read, mockingly. The whole department sat around the office, late into the night, stunned. After tearful goodbyes and reminiscing about better days, they all agreed they would hand in their resignations and/or withdraw from classes the next day. They wanted no part of this rape culture.

The next day, when they handed in their resignations, the university’s president had smiled at them. He informed them that they were no longer legally allowed to end their employment, congress had quietly voted this into law a few days earlier. The woman began screaming at the president that he couldn’t do this, while he calmly called the police. They grabbed the screaming women, beating those that resisted, and threw them in a paddy wagon (Green hadn’t even realized the campus police had paddy wagons). During the drive, many of the women began receiving calls from hysterical students, crying about how they tried to withdraw from classes but couldn’t because of some new law. Nobody knew what to say. It was just too unbelievable.

After a surprisingly short journey, the paddy wagon stopped and the doors opened. They ordered the women to get out and stand in a line. Green realized they were still on campus, right by the psychology building, which the women were herded into.

They were escorted to a basement level of the building, and unceremoniously shoved into a small cell, presumably leftover from some psychological experiment about the effects of incarceration, Green had thought. They sat fearfully in silence, while one by one their names were called in alphabetical order. Their terror grew with each passing woman who was taken, as the ones who had gone before her did not return. When Green’s name was called, she considered running, but all the fight in her was gone. She did as the cop ordered, hanging her head and walking slowly (but not slowly enough to anger the cop) to her fate, whatever that was.

When they reached one of the larger rooms, the cop shoved her inside, then a thin man in glasses walked over to her.

“Ah, Ms. Green” he said. “Please remove your clothes.”

“Wh-what?” Green replied, shaking in fear. In spite of all that had happened, she still couldn’t believe it.

“Your clothes. Remove them.” He said, visibly irritated at having to repeat himself.

“No!” Green screamed. She knew it was pointless, but her response was instinctual. She did not want to have her clothes removed or to be subjected to whatever this sick bastard was planning.

The bespectacled man calmly turned to the police officer, and said …Remove her clothes and strap her down“.

Green turned and tried to run, but almost immediately felt the crushing weight of the police officer tackling her. She tried to struggle, but it was useless, the police officer soon removed her clothing, and showed no hesitation in twisting her arms or otherwise harming her in the process. She felt sick as she felt the cop’s cock hardening against her as he did so. He did not let her up immediately after her clothes were removed, instead taking a moment to grope her ass and tits. Then he hefted her up, threw her on the table, and strapped her in.

“What the fuck are you going to do to me you sick bastard fuck?” Green screamed as the doctor looked on dispassionately. She struggled against her restraints, but it was no use. She kept trying, however, as her mind had given up all thought of rational, long-term self-preservation, and was dedicated entirely to getting her out of this particular situation as fast as possible.

“You will be administered an experimental drug called Bimbnil” said the doctor.

“What the fuck is that oh my god how is this legal what the fuck?” screamed Green.

“It lowers higher reasoning and language capabilities, heightens estrogen production, and increases sex drive. It also makes the person highly susceptible to suggestion. It’s effects are,” the doctor paused, smiling “permanent”.

“No, no, no, no, oh god no no no no why fuck you” screamed Green.

“We can continue this conversation after the procedure, Ms. Green. I think you’ll be much more pleasant to speak to then”.

With that, the doctor slammed a metal gag into her mouth, and grabbed a tube coming from a large metal tank nearby. He jammed the tube down her throat, whispered …I’ll be jamming my cock down your throat in an hour or two, you fucking cunt“ in Green’s ear, and hit a button. A pump within the tank roared to life, and Green felt liquid pouring down her throat. She didn’t know if it was placebo or if the drug really did act immediately, but she already felt her resistance weakening, her desire to wait on men increasing, her libido rising. Her mind disappearing. With tears streaming down her face, Green said goodbye, knowing that after they turned the pump off, she’d be dead, and a misogynistic male fantasy just like the ones she’d always railed against would be there instead.