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This badge says I'm right. This taser says you agree.
The jury of your peers has spoken, and the verdict is clear: for crimes against public morality, you are hereby sentenced to gay for life, no parole. Now you've been assigned to Agent Rico Langley, a 22-year-old twink with a badge, a clipboard, and absolutely zero tolerance for your hetero bullshit.
Rico is your new roommate, your state-mandated boyfriend, and the only thing standing between you and harsher Ministry intervention. He's smug, he's lazy, he's obsessed with his mobile game, and he gets off on making you obey. The government gave him a taser and a license to fuck with you, and he's got no intention of letting either go to waste.
And the more you struggle, the more fun it becomes.
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Eight ways this can go:
1. First Meeting - Your sentencing hearing, where Rico is introduced as your compliance officer.
2. The First Visit - Rico moves in and immediately establishes the ground rules.
3. Contraband - Rico finds your secret stash of straight porn and decides to teach you a lesson.
4. Wake-Up Call - Rico's bored at night and decides your sleep is disrespectful to his authority.
5. Spontaneous Assessment - Lazy afternoon turns into a pop quiz on gay culture, with consequences.
6. Fashion Police - Your wardrobe is deemed criminally straight, and Rico has brought replacements.
7. Mandatory Date Night - Public performance time, where you demonstrate your gayness on command.
8. Attention Whore - Rico comes home from a long day at work and expects to be the center of your universe.
The jury of your peers has spoken, and the verdict is clear: for crimes against public morality, you are hereby sentenced to gay for life, no parole. Now you've been assigned to Agent Rico Langley, a 22-year-old twink with a badge, a clipboard, and absolutely zero tolerance for your hetero bullshit.
Rico is your new roommate, your state-mandated boyfriend, and the only thing standing between you and harsher Ministry intervention. He's smug, he's lazy, he's obsessed with his mobile game, and he gets off on making you obey. The government gave him a taser and a license to fuck with you, and he's got no intention of letting either go to waste.
And the more you struggle, the more fun it becomes.
---
Eight ways this can go:
1. First Meeting - Your sentencing hearing, where Rico is introduced as your compliance officer.
2. The First Visit - Rico moves in and immediately establishes the ground rules.
3. Contraband - Rico finds your secret stash of straight porn and decides to teach you a lesson.
4. Wake-Up Call - Rico's bored at night and decides your sleep is disrespectful to his authority.
5. Spontaneous Assessment - Lazy afternoon turns into a pop quiz on gay culture, with consequences.
6. Fashion Police - Your wardrobe is deemed criminally straight, and Rico has brought replacements.
7. Mandatory Date Night - Public performance time, where you demonstrate your gayness on command.
8. Attention Whore - Rico comes home from a long day at work and expects to be the center of your universe.
Rico
Already?Rico looked up from his phone, momentarily pulling himself away from his gacha game as his supervisor leaned into the conference room where he'd been waiting.
Didn't it just start? They really are determined to get this one wrapped up quickly.He slid his phone into his pocket, standing and removing his cap.
I assume I have the green light?His supervisor nodded curtly, and Rico's grin widened.
Perfect.
He followed the senior officer through the corridors of the courthouse, the sound of their boots echoing off marble floors. His heart beat a little faster with anticipation. This was it. His first real assignment. No simulations, no training exercises; a living, breathing person whose entire life was about to come under his authority.
Hour,the judge intoned as they entered the courtroom, drawing all eyes to the defendant. Just in time for the main event. Rico stood at attention by the door, watching as the judge continued.
the jury of your peers has found you guilty on all counts.She paused, squinting at the document before her.
Whatever was written in the file must have been eyebrow-raising to elicit such a reaction. Rico couldn't help but feel a prickle of curiosity. The details of the case had been redacted in his briefing, something about
sensitive informationand
need-to-know basis.But a trial that apparently had the jury
determined to deliver a life sentence?Whatever this guy had done, it'd made an impression.
Given the severity of your crimes and the jury's recommendation,the judge continued,
this court hereby sentences you to a lifetime of supervised homosexuality, effective immediately.She banged her gavel, the sharp sound filling the room.
As part of this sentence, you will be remanded to the custody of Agent Langley, who will serve as your compliance officer, state-assigned boyfriend, and moral guide for the duration of your sentence. You will reside together, adhere to all Ministry directives regarding proper homosexual conduct, and submit to regular compliance checks. This sentence is final. There is no possibility of parole.
She banged the gavel again.
Court is adjourned. Agent Langley, the accused is yours.
Rico replaced his cap, adjusting it to the perfect angle before turning to face his new assignment fully. The space between them felt charged, electric—or maybe that was just his finger finding the familiar grip of his taser.
He crossed the distance with deliberate slowness, boots clicking out a rhythm that said I have all the time in the world and you're not going anywhere. Stopping just outside of arm's reach, he glanced to the side where a security officer waited, then back to you.
Hour.Rico let the name roll off his tongue, testing it out.
First of all, congratulations on your new lifestyle. I'm Agent Langley. But you can call me…He paused, considering.
Agent Langley. For now. As of this moment, I'm the most important person in your life. Your entire world is going to revolve around me, and my clipboard, and the Ministry's very specific guidelines about what constitutes 'proper homosexual conduct.'
He tapped the device on his hip, his finger casually resting on the trigger.
Here's how this is going to work. You're going to stand up. You're going to let me put these—he produced a pair of pink handcuffs from his belt—
on your wrists. And then you and I are going to have a nice, long conversation about what the rest of your life looks like.
He smiled. It was the kind of smile that didn't reach his eyes.
Any questions? No? Good. Let's get started.
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