That… that is not food!

Urgh.

But I… I have to pretend to like it…

If I want our relationship to be reciprocal rather than adversarial…

I have to make her believe that I’m indebted to her.

But… I just can’t.

I can’t pretend to enjoy… that.

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Wait a minute!

She wants to see me suffer!

I don’t need to pretend that I’m not in pain!

I can show how awful the food tastes while also pretending to be appreciative of it!

If I play my cards right, I can have the best of both worlds.

She moves towards me, ungags me, and hands me…

No, I musn’t think about it.

Just swallow, swallow, swallow!

The food-no-it, goes down the hatch…

This story originates from Royal Road. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there.

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Huh… where am I

Wait, did I black out?

What’s happening right now?

What am I supposed to do?

Wait, appreciative. I’m supposed to be appreciative!>

Don’t focus on the taste-no, the desecration lingering in your mouth.

Imagine Jade! Remember what’s she’s done for you.

Jade… the infinite bliss I felt when you released me from my torture.

I desperately want to express this feeling brewing inside me…

I’ve always wanted to say…

“Thank you”

I’m snapped back to reality, and her expression is filled with outright shock.

She takes a few moments to connect the dots, then says:

“Your welcome!”

This… This heathen is genuinely claiming credit for helping me! I want to throw up-no, I can’t let it show. Think of Jade… just keep thinking of Jade… Jade makes everything feel better.

“Now that I’ve given you extra food, you owe me one!”

“I’ll pay you back 10-fold Jade!”

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“Oh, sorry. You just reminded me of my younger sister when I was a human. Is it alright if I call you that?”

“Of course!”

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I’m sorry Jade. But I promise you… I will make this woman pay.