Jane Terra Gets Confused

Life is hard for a feralist in the affini compact. "Feralist". Pah. You just don't want to be a pet, and that already marks you as an enemy of the state. And none of your friends want to hang out with you for some reason. But that's fine. You're fine. And now the doorbell is ringing at the unreasonably early hour of 11AM. Here's hoping it's not one of those darn weeds...

Femme Affini, femme listener.

Themes and possible trigger warnings include: confusion, gaslighting, helplessness, cultural imperialism, forced intoxication, drugging, and being turned into a pet.

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