After the men did some sort of ritual the boy suddenly became visible again, all eyes were on him,
"There! The boy has been touched by the beast! We must cleanse him of it's unholy taint!" Father Thomas announced.
Before he could react and make another wish several men were on him and a damp cloth was pressed against his face. He succumbed to unconsciousness and was carried away to one of the churches' on the large compound. He was stripped of his street clothes and that's when they discovered that the boy was actually a girl! Dressed in baggy clothes with short black hair and small a-cup breasts, easily mistaken for a young boy.
The 17 year old was redressed in a conservative white bra and old fashioned underwear. A white polo shirt that was buttoned up to her chin tucked into a khaki skirt that stopped 8 inches below her knees with white ankle socks and brown loafers. Her short dark hair was combed behind her ears with a navy hairband. She was tied to a wooden chair and awoke frustrated that they had changed her, she hated the strict dress code her school had adopted thanks to these crazies. Her left middle finger that had the ring on it was covered in a brown leather glove finger with some symbol engraved in the fabric. 'They must of found some way to stop me from using the ring, damn' she thought.
Then Ashley came in the barely lit cellar,
"Izzy I'm sorry it had to come to this, but the beast has tarnished you. Do not worry, Father Thomas will cleanse you of it's evil." She said softly.
"Let me go! I'm not infected of whatever!" Issy shouted back.
Ashley left without another word and after a few minutes Father Thomas cams in and started chanting something the girl could not understand. Then her finger started to burn and after the man removed the leather finger cover, the ring slipped off her finger and fell to the cold ground.
"There, the beast's hold on you has been vanquished." He spoke in a righteous tone.
Izzy felt bothe relieved and scared, that weirdo had removed the magic ring and now she was helpless against these religious nuts. He then left and Ashley came back in, the bound girl asked her what was going to happen to her now,
"Do not worry sister, you have been cleaned of evil and now you will join us and serve the great Wiloutú(will-ot-to)." She stated as a fact.
Izzy then went on to declining their offer and shouting that she wouldn't be turned into a mindless sheep like Ashley.
"Do not worry lost sister, once Father Henry is done enlightening you, you will be welcomed into our fold." She said and then tried to feed her a white spongy substance which she denied.
After the next two days without food of water, the exhausted girl finally accepted the unappealing meal. She was slightly embarrassed when they tied a bib around her neck before the white, jiggly cube was spoon fed to her hungrily awaiting mouth. Izzy was too hungry and tired to care, even when they had her drink water from a baby's bottle.
The captured girl's routine was thus:
1.Be fed the same cubed meal and bottle fed water for breakfast.
2.Have Father Henry drone on and on about the great Wiloutú and how a lady like herself should behave and talk. Izzy didn't want to admit it but those lessons really sunk in, probably due to the mind numbing conditions she was in.
3.Have her bodily wastes taken care of in a bucket under the hole in the seat.
4.A period of time where she was left alone with her thoughts and was occasionally visited by Ashley.
5.Be fed dinner(same as breakfast)
6.another session with Father Henry.
7.another bathroom break.
8.be untied and washed.
9.be retied and go to sleep.
This pattern repeated every day for a week, on the beginning of the second week she was visited by Father Thomas after breakfast.
"Hello sister Isabell, you seem to have come along pretty well, Father Henry sais you've really taken to his lessons. There's just one final test before you are ready to join us." He said gently.
Izzy was untied and proceeded to curtsy with a gracious smile, like she'd been taught: 'always smile in the presence of men', 'always curtsy when addressed'.
"Yes sir, Father Thomas. I am ready
to join my new home and worship the Great Wiloutú." She said as she stood with a perfect posture, 'a lady always has good posture' the command ringed in her head. Father Thomas nodded in approval as the once willful girl was now an obedient member of his clan.
"You pass my dear. I hereby welcome you, Isabell Porter, into our holy clan! The light of Wiloutú shines!" He announced proudly,
"Thank you sir, the light of Wiloutú shines!" The brainwashed Izzy shouts happily.
She was then given a new set of clothes which she changed into immediately. A white blouse buttoned up all the way tucked into a tan skirt that stopped 7 inches below her knees with white high socks and brown loafers. Her now shoulder length black hair was neatly combed and parted in the middle. She wore a warm smile and walked like she'd been taught: 'a lady always walks with her legs close together, putting one small foot in front of the other and shoulders pushed back'. This made her small but firm butt sway with each careful step. The newly reformed Izzy met up with Ashley and the two modestly dressed young girls left the compound and walked to school.