forum Broken Dreams and Haunting Memories// Closed!// 16+

Started September 19, 2020 by @ElderGodSwimwithGamers group

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Astral smiled, standing.
"Good!" He offered his hand to Simon. He'd get his session after all, then.

He took Astral’s offered hand, leaving the trinket behind, deciding he didn’t need to lug it around with him everywhere.

The trinket stayed were it was set, silent. It would have prayed for Simon's safety, but it was the God who was going to hurt him in the first place. Astral smiled, walking hand in hand with Simon down the short distance to the kitchen.

Simon stayed quiet as Astral pulled him into the kitchen, he just sat down at his usual spot.

"Is there anything in particular you'd like?" Astral asked. He made his way over to the fridge, opening it. Simon wouldn't be able to see Astral slipping the drug into the glass of water behind the door. Astral pulled away, setting the glass in front of Simon and closing the door.

He shook his head. “Not really, just whatever you have is fine.” He said, not going to pick up the glass yet, just leaving it on the counter for the moment.

(This rp does not spark joy XD)

"Alright!" Astral hummed a bit to himself, grabbing some of the meat Simon had had that first day. He hummed a bit, breaking it off into chunks to cook. He also set a few noodles on.

((Yeah the difference in vibes is insane XD))

Simon waited patiently, listening to Astral hum. As he waited he found himself drawing random patterns on the counter again, really just whatever popped into his mind.

Astral finally combined the two foods, ina hamburger-helper esk food. He brought a bowl of it over for Simon, one for himself as well.
"Here you go," he said, smiling softly. He got himself his own glass of water before sitting down.

“Thank you!” He exclaimed, beginning to eat without a second thought. He hummed softly as he ate until finally, he reached for the water.

Astral didn't say a word as Simon reached for the water, but on the inside he was grinning like the madman he was. He quietly, waiting. He needed to be patient for just, just a moment more.

It only took a moment for the drug to set in after Simon had taken a big sip of his water. Astral could probably see the difference, as Simon began to sway, his eyes having trouble focusing.

Astral set his fork down slowly when he finally saw the drug taking affect. He didn't say a word, standing up and walking over to the man.
"It's time for some fun," Astral said, helping Simon stand up.

“A-Astral, what’s happening?” He asked, his thoughts slow and confused. He didn’t feel safe. He wanted to move away from Astral but couldn’t.

Astral was keeping his touch gentle for now. He ran his fingers through Simon's hair, wrapping both arms around him.
"I know it's scary," he said softly.

“W-what’d you do to me?” He asked, wanting to run but knowing he wouldn’t even make it a single step before he fell to the ground. He always freaked out at least a little bit at close physical contact, especially when he wasn’t wearing his binder….like right now.

"I did what I wanted to." That was all the answer Astral gave, because that's all it was. He picked Simon up, holding him close.
"I'm going to fix your body, Simon…" He had realized Simon was going to have a harder time accepting this as a dream, so he had to either push it to the max or come up with an excuse.

Simon didn’t understand anything that Astral was saying, it just wasn’t making any sense to him. Astral could probably see it in Simon’s eyes, the way his mind was struggling.

Astral patted Simon's back a bit. He held the man close, walking out of the kitchen towards his work room. He opened the door, carrying the man in. There was the table with the restraints… but, somehow, it looked more sterile, more safe, even. Perhaps it was just Astral messing with Simon, but… it was different.

Simon did notice, and, at least for the moment, stopped his feeble attempts at fighting back. ‘Why…?’ He thought to himself. He couldn’t figure out why this time felt different.

Astral laid Simon down, brushing the hair out of Simon's face.
"I'm going to fix your body," he said again softly. It wasn't what he had originally planned for that night, not at all, but it would suffice for now. He remained calm, if anything keeping a look of concern.

And that’s when Simon started believing it was a dream. There was no way this could ever actually happen, if he was thinking of the same thing as Astral seemed to have planned.

Astral pulled Simon's shirt off, being gentle with his touch. He made sure Simon was position corrected, leaving his chest bare. He pulled out a marker, drawing lines where he would make his insertions. It was centered around his breasts, of course.

((The way I’m just internally screaming rn :’) ))

Simon instinctively wanted to cover himself up when Astral took his shirt off but when he saw what Astral was doing he stopped, watching him curiously. There was no way this was actually happening…right? For once, he really wanted this to be real.

(Astral isn't a total ass, there's a (vvy small) chance the changes will be permanent :D)

Astral wasn't going to do this completely like a human doctor would- he still wanted to enjoy this, after all, so he wasn't going to use much anesthetic at all, just the bare minimum to where if he actually left the changes Simon wouldn't be able to think he was doing it just to here the man scream. Simon would be awake for the entire thing, too. He prepared the anesthetic, injecting it into the man's chest to dull the pain that was going to be coming. He picked up a scapel, looking at Simon a moment.
"Are you ready?"