That dildo entered her body as one of Zossie’s stranger songs started. It was a piece of psychedelic music she had picked up thanks to hearing it in the background of a video online. Now that music was flowing into her brain as she masturbated and beginning to erase her memories and thoughts. Zossie began to drool as her brain completely emptied and her hand continued to move that dildo up and down.
Zossie began to grow incredibly thin as her diet rearranged itself to remove meat. Her breasts remained at an A-cup and her hair began to grow matted and unwashed. It began to braid itself into dreadlocks as her entire body lost cleanliness. She believed that showering wasted water and that humans weren’t meant to bathe every day anymore and the scent of body odour began to build as she lost belief in deodorants and perfumes because they were tested on animals. Zossie’s clothes in the room transformed into scuffed and filthy bargain shop purchases or clothes she made herself. She couldn’t stand buying anything made in an Asian sweatshop and the serious social ignorance began to bother her. Memories of participating in protests filled her mind as more Psychedelic music rose from her music player. It completely faded and a record player emerged in her room playing the music loudly.
Drugs began to fill her body as she became sick and tired of society’s rules and regulations and she stopped regarding herself as a she. They were nonbinary and didn’t need to conform to the patriarchy’s sexism. Makeup, fashion, and technology faded from their mind as they began to focus on living off the earth sustainably and things like cell phones, laptops, and anything made after the nineteen sixties vanished from their room. Glasses formed on their face thanks to malnutrition from extreme vegan diets that went so far into animal rights activism that they weren't getting enough sustainence. Their parents had suppoted their vegetarian phase as well as their vegan phase but this latest trend exposed how closed minded they were and Zossie’s location shifted.
They had dropped out of high school a year ago because they didn’t want to be a cog in the system. School was damaging anyway. Instead of giving a few kids good grades they should have supported everyone and treated everyone as equal. Zossie’s parents had claimed they was taking their activism too far but they didn’t understand. They... Zossie didn’t even remember their names at the moment they were so stoned. Zossie was currently being driven around in a grungy van and her self made clothes were off to the side. One of the commune guys had his dick in them. He kept using the wrong pronouns but Zossie was too stoned to give a single fuck. It felt nice as memories faded and Zossie emerged as a complete hippie on their way south to protest for marijuana legalization in a southern state. The haze in the van made Zossie feel empty minded and happy as one of those super vegan lunches’ filled their gut. Other people lounged around with their mouths agape and with an orgasm any traces of the old Zossie were erased leaving the new Zossie sitting in a van stoned every day and with only protests in her future and a hatred for society. They couldn’t have been happier.