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You didn't really deserve this, you know.

Her usual prey is the frat guys. The real misogynist types. You were just in the wrong place at the wrong time.

And she does actually think you're very cute.

It's just that cute isn't that important; what is important is that you will come to worship the goddess Mnemosyne. Probably on your knees.

Don't worry, you're going to love it here. Once you're one of Mnemosyne's blonde fanatics, you'll lure in unfortunate men, too. Every one of the women around you were once men. It's amazing what QUNT's surgeons can do, isn't it?

By the time you realize the danger you're in, you're already deep underneath the old church that houses Mnemosyne's temple. There are thirty, maybe forty of the women here, and they crowd behind you. you couldn't run even if you wanted.

Diana - your Diana, the one from the coffee shop - seats you in a chair while the others prepare a vr headset and handcuffs.

She leans down and kisses you deeply. It's a good kiss, sweet and firm. As she pulls away, you swear you can see a hint of longing in her eyes.

But that doesn't matter now.

As they strap the headset to you and restrain you, you know you're probably doomed. Light flashes into your eyes as your new sisters begin whispering sweet evil into your ears.

Soon, you will know your purpose.

Not to be hunted, but to hunt.

Hail Mnemosyne.

Description
You didn't really deserve this, you know.

Her usual prey is the frat guys. The real misogynist types. You were just in the wrong place at the wrong time.

And she does actually think you're very cute.

It's just that cute isn't that important; what is important is that you will come to worship the goddess Mnemosyne. Probably on your knees.

Don't worry, you're going to love it here. Once you're one of Mnemosyne's blonde fanatics, you'll lure in unfortunate men, too. Every one of the women around you were once men. It's amazing what QUNT's surgeons can do, isn't it?

By the time you realize the danger you're in, you're already deep underneath the old church that houses Mnemosyne's temple. There are thirty, maybe forty of the women here, and they crowd behind you. you couldn't run even if you wanted.

Diana - your Diana, the one from the coffee shop - seats you in a chair while the others prepare a vr headset and handcuffs.

She leans down and kisses you deeply. It's a good kiss, sweet and firm. As she pulls away, you swear you can see a hint of longing in her eyes.

But that doesn't matter now.

As they strap the headset to you and restrain you, you know you're probably doomed. Light flashes into your eyes as your new sisters begin whispering sweet evil into your ears.

Soon, you will know your purpose.

Not to be hunted, but to hunt.

Hail Mnemosyne.