Walking down the street;

They approach out of nowhere.

“Look into my eyes.”

You find yourself fixed,

Held by that entrancing stare,

Draining all your thoughts.

Helpless to resist,

You accept their outstretched hand,

And follow them... where?

***

Deep within your mind,

A button no-one can reach;

Only I can touch.

With a press, you turn

From a smart, wilful woman

To my blank fucktoy.

***

Red’s the imposter.

You saw them run from medbay;

Cyan’s in there, dead.

You try to speak up...

“I saw Red do garbage chute;

Red is safe, trust me.”

Why did you say that?

Then Red DMs you, “Good pet.”

Ah - that explains it...

***

“What’s your name, sweet thing?”

You answer; they grin cruelly.

“Thanks, pet. Now you’re mine.”

You drop to all fours.

You made a rookie mistake:

Don’t tell fae your name!

***

Just dumped your girlfriend.

You have a new Mistress now;

You belong to her.

***

Were you a person?

Maybe once - not any more;

Just a set of holes.

***

Which one will I choose?

Pretty girl or cute enby...

Take them both, of course.

***

Perusing some smut,

Reading aloud while you touch,

Unaware of both.

***

Who’s toying with you?

How could you know? You can’t see,

Free-use blind sex doll.

Feel hands all over,

How many enjoying you?

You may never know.

***

You open your gift:

Post-It saying, ‘My free will’.

“Merry Christmas, Sir!”