Zeus, tiring of reading the same sadistic, man-hating, bull shit about Circe (the same kind of bull shit he encountered with Madame Illusia and her unimaginative act and her cheap bag 'of farm animal only' transformation tricks) had decided he'd had enough and condemned Circe to Hades realm where other authors could have great S&M fantasies about how Hades tortures her and changes her into pigs, donkeys, goats and horses.
Zeus felt good about Circe's demise and didn't give a damn about the male bashing witches Bull Shit Legend. Her brand of 'change the unwilling man' grew tiresome and boring.
Zeus reflected on the similarities between her same boring 'I'm the dominant bitch and you will suffer just because you're a man' tales and the tediousness of having a peanut-butter sandwich for lunch and dinner for three years and how such can make one fond of liverwurst sandwiches.
Thus, endeth her tedious tale in the hopes that the authors would find some variety and at least do something different with Circe.