Corruption of Fate

That night after her second look into own future was not easy on Alice, as she couldn’t close her eyes without remembering the impregnated depiction of herself. It didn’t prevent her from getting sleep entirely, but each time she entered into the dream realm, the mental image of that minotaur creature would be there too, Alice’s thoughts on the male making him into a monstrous brute whose sole purpose was to torment her. With his superior strength, he would quickly pin the doe down, before moving to push his huge cock, a sizable appendage that would be far too big for most creatures of her size to take, and even more so for her since the vaginal passage of a doe was made to accommodate the much more slender penis of a buck.

The deer had heard stories of an ancient alicorn princess that once acted as the protector of dreams, but at this point in time the only alicorn princess was Celesetia, and while she controlled both the sun and the moon, she had no power over the Realm of Dreams, and so there was no one who could keep nightmares in check. Thus, the only thing saving her from having to experience the harsh penetration of a dick far too thick for her hole was to force herself awake. This occurred quite a few times, as she tried again and again to create a dream without the presence of this barbaric bovine, but failed to succeed in that goal with each attempt. It was like the tyrannical minotaur was already trying to lay claim of her, even though Alice knew that this was only a figment of her mind that was being projected onto her private area of the Realm of Dreams.

Eventually she had to give up, if only because the sun was being lifted into the sky, signaling the start of her work day. She was pretty drowsy as she left her room, but her duty to her work guided her to the workshop portion of the cabin, as well as a determination to figure out a solution to the problems her future presented. There had to be a way to defy the fate she had foreseen, because if there wasn’t, then there wouldn’t be a rule for not going against it. With that logic, the people who would know best how to break the rule was the one who set it in the first place, that being Bori and Aurora.

Alice made her way to their kitchen and dining area, hoping to find Aurora, since yesterday’s talk with her made her out to be the more understanding of her two peers. When she got there though, it was only Bori who was there, preparing what looked to be a pot of homemade soup.

The pink deer noticed the arrival of the younger doe immediately, looking over her shoulder as she entered the room. “Good morning, Alice.” Bori said as she stirred the pot.

“Good morning,” Alice returned the greeting, following it up with, “Is Aurora up? I have something I need to ask her about.”

“I’m afraid not,” the pink deer replied, “She was up, but I noticed she was a bit under the weather, and sent her back to rest.”

“Oh no,” Alice replied, momentarily forgetting her own problems, as distant from this moment as they were, “She’s gonna be alright, right?”

“She’ll be fine,” Bori replied in a calm and kind tone, “She just caught a bit of a cold, perhaps from working just a bit too hard yesterday. Just in case though, I’ve been keeping an eye on her while I fixed her up something that should make her feel better.”

“Keeping an eye on… Oh, right.” It took a second for Alice to remember that Bori could easily keep an eye on anyone, no matter where she was. As much as she had an animosity towards that particular ability as of late, she couldn’t object to this use for the older doe’s omniscience.

“But if you have some questions,” said Bori, “You know you could come to me. I might not be as old and wise as Aurora, but I do know what it's like being a growing doe. To have questions about lots of things you’re just starting to notice.”

The way Bori phrased that felt a bit off to Alice, as if the older deer was trying to lead the conversation towards a particular topic she wanted to talk about, one that Alice hadn’t the slightest clue it could be. Whatever it was, it wasn’t as important as the thing Alice really wanted to talk about, and with Aurora sidelined, Bori really was the only one she could speak to in an expedient manner.

“Ok… You’re right.” Alice said, accepting Bori’s offer to help, taking a few breaths to calm herself before blurting out, “I need to know how I can change the future.”

Bori instantly dropped the ladle she was using to stir the soup, the sound of it hitting the bottom filling a now deathly silent room. It took a minute for the pink doe to process what had just been asked, but as she did, she looked back at Alice with a fearfully serious look in her eyes.

“M-my deer, why would you think you could do something like that?” Bori asked, seemingly at a loss when presented with such a question.

“Because… there is a rule against trying,” Alice replied, a little worried with how Bori was visibly reacting. “And if that’s the case, it must be possible.”

She thought this would be a difficult question, but the pink doe looked practically horrified. Was the idea of changing fate, even though it presumably could bring about a good result, so terrifying.

“Why would you even want to do something like that?” Bori went on to ask, “We are in peaceful lands, run by a princess who has kept its citizens save for-”

“The other day I looked years into the future,” Alice said, cutting off her associate, “And I saw something horrible is about to come to pass. I have to stop it, and I was hoping that either you or Aurora knew how.”

Bori was shocked to hear what Alice had to say, especially because she had reason to believe that a catastrophe on the level Alice was implying wasn’t supposed to happen in Equestria for a long, long time. Yet, Alice was able to see into the future, and was always correct. She trusted Alice’s abilities, and that she wouldn’t joke about something as serious as this, but there was a conflict with things that she thought she already knew.

“Ok…” Bori said solemnly, believing the doe had at least seen something that troubled her, “Let me get this soup to Aurora, and we can discuss the matter.”

Bori left Alice to deliver the food to their eldest member, but took much longer doing so than Alice believed she would have needed. At first she thought that the pink doe was trying to get Aurora’s advice on the matter, but after a half an hour passed she was starting to wonder what was going on. She was about to get up and find the older deer, but as if sensing Alice’s patience dwindling, Bori returned, holding a small satchel in her hands.

She took a seat at the dining table with Alice, and now prepared, said to the younger deer, “Ok, tell me what you saw.”

Alice nodded, and begun explaining, “On my birthday, I looked three years into the future, and I saw something horrible. I saw… women being enslaved… captured by these creatures… and used as sex slaves. From what I saw, it seemed like they captured villages worth of females.”

What Alice was describing was dreadful, but if true, Bori still didn’t understand how it would come to pass. It wasn’t that she was naive enough to think Equestria was untouchable, but this wasn’t how things were supposed to go.

“Do you know what these creatures you had seen were?” Bori asked, wanting more information, though knowing that Alice’s powers were limited, and it might have been difficult to get all the details.

“I had heard one of the prisoners refer to them as… minotaur.” Alice had heard her future self call them that, and yet she didn’t want to outright say what her source was. She didn’t want Bori to know she had already broken a rule, in fear that it might make the pink doe think twice about helping her break the other.

The details she did give Bori seemed enough though, as her eyes widened at the mention of the name of the creatures. “Minotaur… I haven’t heard of their kind in a while. If what you say is true…”

The pink deer opened her satchel, taken out several objects, including some mistletoe, holly berries, a bottle of what looked like tree sap, a small bowl, and a pestle. Alice was very aware what these tools were for, but she had never seen Bori show a talent for herbal remedies or potion making before.

“Our kind had dealt with them in the past.” she said, pulling out a piece of paper from the bottom of the bag, reading it as she spoke, “A minotaur named Krampus once kidnapped several women from a deer village, with the intent of using them as breeding slaves, before a brave group of deer managed to save them.”

“I’ve never heard of that.” Alice replied, thinking such an event would have been a point of history that would be important to the deer.

“It happened before you or I was born,” Bori said, starting to mix together the ingredients she poured out, “And the legend was fading as I was growing up. Most deer stopped spreading the tale, because it meant talking about the depraved intent Krampus had for his victims.”

“Well if these new minotaur are related to Krampus, then that didn’t do us any good.” Alice said, scolding those withholding the story out of some misplaced sense of decency.

“Alice…” Bori said, picking up on the doe’s tone, “I need you to understand something. What I’m doing right now is not something I do lightly.”

“And what are you doing?” Alice asked, watching the other doe mix together small portions of what she had on hand.

“I’m making a special potion that will temporarily enhance your powers,” Bori explained, “A combination of holly berries, mistletoe, and myrrh, that when drunk, will widen your perception of the future. The recipe was given to me by… your predecessor.”

“My predecessor?” Alice repeated, “You mean-”

“The previous Gift Giver of the future,” Bori said, easing into a calmer tone now that she had to spend some time grinding the ingredients together into a paste, “She said that if her successor ever brought up an alteration in history, that I should make this and give it to them.”

“An alteration?” Alice asked, trying to figure out what was going on.

“History is not easy to change,” Bori answered, “You might be aware that the ponies of Equestria have a strong sense of the concept of ‘destiny’. Well, that’s because the events of history are usually set events that cannot be strayed from. All creatures are fated to go down a set path, and that path has already been foreseen by the doe that came before you, a doe named Atropos.”

“I’ve never heard of her before,” Alice said, a bit stunned by this revelation.

“You probably didn’t know anything about me or Aurora either until you met us, except that we existed,” Bori stated, “I only found out about her myself when I took the place of my own predecessor, Lakhesis. The point is that Atropos had foreseen the future of Equestria, and made many prophecies that have all come true thus far. Following her visions, we are supposed to see an end of Celestia’s one thousand year reign of peace in a few years, but that will not end in the ruination of these lands, only a short period of turmoil while rule of the kingdom is being transferred. This will, in itself, take years to complete, and several disasters are foreseen to happen, but none of them are supposed to be permanent.”

“Then why am I seeing what I’m seeing?” Alice asked.

“There are two reasons I could think of,” Bori said, “The first is the most likely. That the minotaur will attack some villages, even be successful for some time, but then will be defeated. If this is the case, then history is going along as planned, even though it will be unfortunate for those who have to suffer under their rule for that time.”

“What’s the other reason?” Alice asked, not liking that the first reason implied that she would still have to endure a period where she would be enslaved and bred by a minotaur.

“That they have found some way to change history in their favor,” Bori answered, “Which shouldn’t be possible. To change history like that would require the use of powerful magic, and minotaur are non-magical creatures by nature. It would be understandable if it was something with power on par with an alicorn in magical strength, but minotaur just don’t have that potential.”

“Could someone else have changed history for them?” Alice asked, examining this at every angle she could think of.

“Possibly, but unlikely.” Bori replied, “Who would do that for a bunch of brutes like them, when they could do it for themselves instead?” Bori went and got some water to pour into her bowl of mixed ingredients, then looked over to Alice. “The instructions said we are supposed to stir it together with only our magic.”

Alice nodded, and made her antlers glow with an aura of magical energy. Bori followed, and the two focused on the bowl of ingredients, swirling the contents around thoroughly, till the paste Bori had made mixed together into a sort of thick soup. The two could tell this fluid had absorbed a bit of their combined magics, which made it yet another ingredient to the potion.

“Were we supposed to have Aurora help us too?” Alice asked, earnestly curious if this was supposed to be something the three Gift Givers had to contribute to.

“The note says that only you and I are to do this,” Bori answered, “It doesn’t say why, but I wouldn’t go against the instructions Atropos left me, and neither would Aurora.”

The two stirred the potion for a little longer, and once it looked like it couldn’t be mixed any more than it already was, Bori took the bowl, so she could pour what they had made into a bottle, placing a cork stopper in it’s mouth once every last drop had been transferred.

“If you are absolutely certain our future is in danger, then drink this the next time you look into the future.” Bori said, “Unfortunately, I can’t be with you while you do this, as it says in my notes that you need absolute seclusion while having your vision. I assume it’s because you’ll need to focus on your vision without distractions.”

“I suppose that makes sense,” Alice said, lifting up the bottle in front of her eyes, “What is this supposed to do to help?”

“I don’t have a clue,” Bori said, “I’ve never used it myself, and I’m really not supposed to. While our powers are similar, they aren’t the same, and this was something specially made for Gift Givers that can see into the future. It could even be dangerous. You’re only supposed to use it if you feel the future might be at stake. If you didn’t want to drink it, I’d understand completely.”

Alice thought about Bori’s warning, but if using the potion was dangerous, then she’d have to risk it. If fear of the unknown stopped her from using it, then her fate as a minotaur slave, temporary or not, was all but sealed.

“Now I wish this had been something about boys,” Bori said, commenting aloud, “It would have been much easier to deal with than what you’re suggesting.”

“Right…” Alice said, pocketing her bottle, “I’ll use this before I go to bed tonight. Until then, I suppose we still have work to do.”

“Yes, we still have orders to fulfill,” Bori agreed, “We can’t set ourselves back because of something that might happen in the future.”

The two doe got to work making and wrapping presents, each adding half of Aurora’s quota to their own, which was the procedure when one of them was ill. They went to their allotted tasks, having no trouble keeping a steady pace throughout the day, though their minds weighed heavily on Alice’s premonition.

Later that night, Alice retired to her room, Bori joining her all the way to her door. The older doe didn’t need future sight to know that Alice was going to use the potion, and she wanted the younger deer to know that she was worried for her.

“Are you sure you want to do this tonight?” asked Bori, “Your vision was years in the future, and we could wait for another night. Perhaps when Aurora feels better.”

Alice was worried too, but this was the only path given to her, and while she had every opportunity to back out, it felt like her destiny was guiding her to do this that night. So while she was afraid, the yellow deer put on a confident smile for Bori’s sake. “I’ll be fine.” she said, “This will probably give me all the answers we need to solve this problem, and then we won’t have to worry about any bad futures.”

“I hope so,” Bori said, “Just be careful. I don’t want anything bad to happen to you.”

“I’ll try,” Alice replied, taking a step into her room, before turning back to look at Bori, “But in case something does happen, can I ask you something real quick?”

“Of course,” Bori answered, “Anything.”

“Earlier you mentioned something about how you wished this was about boys.” Alice said, not having missed that detail, “Why would you have thought this was going to be about that?”

Bori hesitated briefly, but then said plainly, “Because it’s what you and Aurora were talking about while I was out. When I was making my way to the village, I periodically took a moment to check in on the two of you, to see if I could listen in on what had been bothering you.”

The pink deer could have came up with a lie, told Alice that she had just heard it from Aurora, but she had listened in on the conversation enough to know that Alice requested that Aurora stay quiet on the matter. To shift the blame off to her like that would have only caused mistrust between the trio in all directions.

“You have to understand Alice,” Bori continued, “I care about what happened to you and Aurora a lot. As of right now, the two of you are the closest thing to family I have. I know that might not seem like much, seeing as you have parents, but ever since you became one of us, you’ve been like the daughter I’ve never had. So when I think something is wrong… I do take advantage of my powers, if just for my own piece of mind.”

“I thought so…” Alice said, learning that her assumptions were true, and that the point where Bori had been spying on her might have been longer than she thought, “I get that you get concerned at times, but I’m an adult now. I can handle myself, and I need you to trust that I’m capable enough to do that.”

“I know,” Bori said, realizing that Alice did need her privacy, but that was something that was impossible for her to have if she believed that Bori was always watching, “But it’s hard to not keep an eye on your loved ones when you have a power like mine. I’ll promise that I’ll stop from tonight forward, if that’s what you want, but can I at least watch you from outside the room? I just want to make sure everything will be ok.”

“Sure,” said Alice, giving the pink doe permission to watch this time. She might have been instructed to do this in private, but that didn’t mean she had to do it alone, “But just watch. We can’t risk doing something wrong here, right?”

“Right,” Bori agreed, accepting those terms.

They couldn’t really risk something going wrong, and with the warning to not disturb Alice, it wouldn’t be wise to try and step in, even if it looked like something terrible was happening. Bori would have to restrain herself, and trust the young doe could handle this task that was something only she could do.

The two doe exchanged a nod of acknowledgement before Alice shut the door, and the yellow deer made her way over to an empty space in the center of her room. While both she and Bori didn’t know what would happen when she took the potion, she had an idea that the matter was a bit more serious, and should be treated as such. So Alice chose to take a kneel position in the most open spot she could, treating what she was about to do like a ritual. After all, if this was what she thought, then it could be the most important moment of her life.

Once settled, she reached into her pocket, and pulled out the vial, clasping it in her hands in front of her. Not knowing exactly how this was supposed to work, she decided to start by looking into the future. She would pick a moment a little further ahead than her first time, to see if she was still in the clutches of that minotaur. If not, then she might not even need to drink the potion, though she still didn’t like the idea that this would lead to her being enslaved in the future, even temporarily.

Closing her eyes, it didn’t take long for the future to appear on the back of them again, and the image of her future self to appear from the darkness. Though naked as always, she was thankfully not in a state of pregnancy like last the deer looked, her blurred depiction looking slimmer, though in a strange pose, as if that was unusual at this point.

As the picture cleared up, Alice could see that the doe that would someday be her was within some sort of dungeon, bound to what looked like the mix between a pommel horse and a table. A small, rectangular beam that was long and wide enough for the deer to rest the front part of her body upon, but slim enough that all her appendages, as well as her breasts, to hang over the sides, sitting atop four rods that acted as the legs. Each leg had a pair of cuffs built into them, that currently held within them the upper and lower parts of future Alice’s arms and legs, preventing her from moving them so much as an inch.

The length of the contraption future Alice was strapped into was just long enough for the doe to rest her head upon, effectively forcing her to tilt her head ‘upwards’, despite her eye line being level with the floor. Depending on how long someone would have to be in that pose, it would cause terrible cramps, but the slightly older yellow deer must not have cared, as she was still wearing that pleased expression on her face that she always had, it being an ever present feature on the doe by this point.

Alice continued watching her future self, as she built up the nerve to drink her potion, wanting to see how the scene played out a little before she took that step. Had her eyes had been open, then the way she kept on the vision would have been called staring, the yellow doe practically burning an imprint of what she was seeing in her memories, as the slightly older, chained up yellow doe did nothing to try and break free. She just laid there, her ass end stuck up in the air, tail perked up, the hole directly beneath it, as well as the lips of her pussy, exposed and vulnerable.

Who knew how long she had been held there, the doe having to shift around a lot, as much as she could in her predicament, showing a good deal of discomfort in how she squirmed about, and yet she never dropped that smile of hers. The doe of the present was beginning to consider the idea that her future self was mind controlled through some magical means, which would have explained a lot, if not for the fact that Bori described the minotaur as distinctly non-magical.

Alice watched for a while, and was starting to wonder if she had caught herself at a mercifully uninteresting time. After what felt like five minutes though, something caused the bound doe to stir, as she lifted her head up as much as her position would allow, and said, “Is it time for my punishment to start?”, her tail wiggling in excitement at the prospect.

“Shouldn’t you be able to tell me that?” said a voice, one distinctly female, as someone entered into the vision.

What stepped into the frame was a… deer? It wasn’t a reindeer like Alice, but one more akin to the images of white tailed deer she had seen before in books featuring other types of cervid creatures. This new doe had many features that identified her as a cervid, many of which Alice could only see because the strange coat she was wearing, that draped over her whole body, was open in the front to reveal the shapely body underneath. A slender form, small tail that was very similar to Alice’s own, and a pair of antlers on her head, or at least the nubs of them, as they looked to be cut down to the point that they only just poked up above this mystery doe’s dark gray hair.

With these recognizable features came some ones that Alice had never seen on a deer before, mainly being a series of pale blue lines and symbols that painted the light gray fur of the doe’s body. The yellow doe couldn’t tell if they were something akin to tribal paints, or if they were markings that were part of the doe, but this gray deer’s exposure allowed Alice to spy them all over body, even on more personal areas.

The doe approached, lifting up a clipboard that she had been holding up to the height of her chest, present Alice unable to ignore that hers were even larger than that of her future self, which still looked to be a full size bigger than what she had currently. The strange doe flipped through the pages, until she made it to the data she needed at that moment.

“It says here that you have displayed a great deal of precognition,” the gray deer said, walking aside Alice’s bound future self, “Pinpointing the locations of tribes long since hidden from public knowledge, coming up with raid strategies that guarantee success for our minotaur masters, and having access to knowledge that should be otherwise unknowable. The first could be you just knowing more about the lands our masters have invaded, the examples of the second and third however give more credence to the likelihood that you can see into the future.”

“I have never tried to hide or deny that I can see the future,” Alice replied, “It was something I tried to make clear to my master, no matter how many times he refused to believe m- oh!”

The yellow deer suddenly got a firm slap on the ass for her comments, made squarely across the center of her round rump with the back side of the gray deer’s clipboard.

“And yet,” the deer continued, “You promised your master that your first child would be a minotaur. It even looked to be the case when your belly got as big as it did, but then you birthed two does instead.”

“I understand the reason I’m being punished,” future Alice said, “Our masters have such high demands for us to birth more of their kind, but you and I both know we have no control over that.”

“The fact that you produced daughters instead of a son is only part of the reason you are here,” the gray doe corrected, “That would normally get you a swift spanking, or some minor restrictions for a period of time. The reason you’re here is because you lied to your master, either through this notion that you can see the future, or by purposefully saying that you’d birth a minotaur when you knew better, and your master happens to be the king.”

Something about the word ‘king’ astounded present Alice when she heard it. She had an idea that the minotaur she had seen was some high ranking creature to their kind, since he resided in a throne room, and had some form of minotaur guard that she had seen, but the name seemed unfitting. ‘Kings’ ruled nations, where surely barbarians like the minotaur had no means to control and govern such a large territory. A title like ‘warlord’ or ‘raid master’ seemed more suitable for these monstrous beings, something a little more savage, and a little less dignified.

“I assure you that it was a necessary lie,” said the future Alice, “As loyal as I am to my master, there is still a part of me that doesn’t understand the joy of servitude. I need to experience what you are about to do to me.”

If anything could convince Alice that she would be brainwashed by these minotaur, it was that bit of dialog her future self said. No one in their right mind would willingly allow themselves to endure punishment, let alone go out of their way to have it enacted upon them.

“I bet you think this is just going to be a fun day of endless orgasms,” the gray doe said, “But I’ve been instructed to melt your brain with pleasure, which I’ll admit is a prospect I enjoy far more than I should, considering that I was once in your position.”

“I have no doubt this will leave a lasting effect on me,” future Alice replied, showing no fear, trembling with building anticipation, “So please, do your best to break my will. Discipline by your hands is what will ensure I become the gift my master deserves.”

“It’s not like I needed your consent to go all out,” the gray doe said, stepping out of the bubble for a moment, only to come back in without the clipboard, and now pulling a set of gloves onto her hands that bore symbols on it much like the ones on her body, “But this bravado of yours does put me in the mood to go further than I might have. By the time I’m done with you, your brain is gonna be completely rewired, and you’ll be a completely obedient pet for our king.”

At her words, the future Alice’s tremors became a series of full body quakes as she tried to contain her excitement. From one perspective, it looked like whatever had been done to her already was more than enough to make her crave what was being done with her, and this version of herself was nothing by a slut who craved masochistic pleasure. The present was holding out hope though, believing this was a sign that whatever part of her that was opposed to this treatment was trying to resist and break free of the minotaur’s influence.

If there was ever a time to drink the potion, to figure out how to avoid this destiny that history had created for her, through what had to be some form of grand manipulation, it was now. Without opening her eyes, the yellow doe uncorked her bottle, and placed it to her lips. Hesitating only slightly, she sipped in about a tenth of the potions, letting it slide down her throat, and into her awaiting stomach. It didn’t taste good at all, but most potions didn’t. It wouldn’t matter though, so long as it did whatever it was supposed to in order to change fate.

It only took a few seconds to take effect, as suddenly Alice’s bubble of vision expanded greatly. It wasn’t even a bubble anymore, as she could now see everything around her as if she was there. She could see that her future self wasn’t in a dungeon, but inside a room that looked sorta like the operation room of a hospital, but instead of having medical equipment it was filled with a combination of sex objects, restraints, tools of punishment, and large devices that looked mechanical in nature.

Alice had seen visions of advanced machinery before, as Equestria was on the verge of an era of technological breakthroughs, but something about these somehow looked more advanced than anything ponies would come up with in the coming years. These devices, like the gloves, bore many symbols like the ones on the gray deer’s body, so Alice had to assume that she, or those like her, was their creator.

This is amazing, Alice thought to herself, having never seen a vision this intensely detailed. It’s almost like I’m here myself, she added, the irony of her statement not lost on her, as she technically was.

She wanted to get a better look at her surroundings, as maybe there was something she could use to prevent the minotaur from enslaving her, which by the sound of it would also spare many others from their tyranny. That had to be what the potion was for, since it did nothing more than enhance her powers immensely. However… When she tried to adjust her perspective, she found that her sight was fixated in one spot. That was strange, but stranger still was that it dawned upon her that she was no longer looking at herself, which was how her powers always worked prior to drinking the potion.

No… Despite having a better look at the room, her future self had disappeared from her vision entirely, as did the restraint device her future self was affixed to. Yet, she could see everything else when she turned her head… Turned… her… head…

Alice’s heart started to race, as she was well aware that her powers didn’t require any physical movements to adjust what she saw. She tried to open her eyes, but she found that they were already open, discovering this after she reflexively blinked. Panicked, the doe tried to move her bove, but she found her arms and legs firmly held in place. That’s when what was happening sunk in, as the doe realized she was now in the place of her future self, physically in the moment of time she had been observing, in the body of her future self.

There we go, Alice heard, a voice echo inside her skull. A voice that was her own. I was waiting for this exact moment to come.

“What’s happening?” Alice said aloud, eyes darting around the room wildly, the pace of her breathing rapidly rising.

“Calm down. I know you’re excited to get your punishment. I’m just prepping some tools for our fun time,” said the gray deer, as she collected some items from a countertop.

Don’t mind her, said the voice, She doesn’t understand what’s going on. You might want to keep your thoughts inside your head though, if you don’t want to sound crazy.

Alice almost didn’t care if she sounded crazy, because this situation itself was nuts. She wasn’t supposed to be here. She was supposed to be in her room, figuring out a way to prevent this event from happening.

I’d tell you to relax, but I know you won’t, so instead I’ll just explain what’s going on, the voice said, keeping her words calm, Right now, you and I have switched places, which was caused by you drinking that potion.

Switched places?! Alice thought, You mean I’m in the future?! Who are you?!

I’m you, said the voice.

No, no, no, no, no, Alice rebuked that claim, even if it made perfect sense. If Alice was currently the future, in this position she saw her future self, then the only logical explanation was that it was her future self talking to her.

Look, right now you’re going through something I did years ago, the voice reasoned, I understand you’re scared, but you need to go through this. Don’t worry, I’ll be here with you, watching. Just like you’ve watched me before. The potion links our future and present together, so we can communicate with one another.

Wait! Alice said, thinking she understood what the potion was for now that her future self was talking to her, If we can talk to each other, then you can tell me what I can change to make this not happen.

Trust me, it doesn’t work that way, the voice said, And even if it did, I wouldn’t help you. You might not believe it now, but there is no better future that we could be in than this one.

You can’t be serious, Alice replied to her future self, You’re a sex slave. You’ve been forced to birth a minotaur’s children. He’s about to torture you, and he does this to others too. Can’t you see that you’ve been brainwashed?!

I know you don’t understand, said the voice, But if anyone brainwashed me, it wasn’t the minotaur. It was me.

What?! Alice yelled in her mind, at a complete loss.

“I think we’re ready,” came a voice from outside her head, the one of the gray deer.

Turning her head back to look at the other doe in the room, she saw the gray doe approaching, wheeling over a machine with two sizable phalluses sticking out from its side. Both looking about as thick as her wrists, and pointing at her backside. The size of Alice’s pupils reduced to specks, as she was well aware of what those would be doing in a moment.

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