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Story #10: A Suspected Case

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Date: 02/20/2037 (6 years after the revolution)

Mike scratched his chin nervously. He didn't like waiting. And yet, he'd had to wait a whole week. Exactly one week ago, he took his son Tommy to the nearest SOF office. It was a difficult step, but Mike knew it was the right thing to do. While waiting for Dr. Goodwill to arrive, Mike mentally replayed what he had discussed with him a week ago.

/////////One Week Earlier//////////

"Thank you for your patience, Mr. Knight. I wanted to let you know that your son Tommy is currently being escorted to his room by our staff. Are you sure you don't want to see him now? Remember, he won't have any contact with the outside world for a full week," Dr. Goodwill explained.

"No, thank you, that's okay. To be honest... I'm not sure what to think right now. Because if our suspicions are confirmed..." Mike replied, his voice heavy with concern.

"That's perfectly understandable, Mr. Knight. Fathers in your situation... well, most have difficulty coping. But I want to expressly remind you that, as you told me on the phone by yourself, this is merely a suspected case. And that's precisely why we're now conducting a thorough examination of Tommy for a whole week. I can tell you that more then a half of the suspected cases turn out to be false."

"Thank you, Doctor," Mike said.

"Well... I'd like to give you the opportunity to ask me any questions you may have about the further process. I will be available to answer them. But first, I need you to explain again how you came to suspect that your son Tommy might be a FAG. I'm now going to compile his case file and I need this information for that."

Mike swallowed nervously.

Dr. Goodwill pressed the button on his intercom.

"Carina, please bring Mr. Knight a glass of water into my office," he said into the intercom.

"Take your time, Mr. Knight."

"Well... where do I start? It was a month ago when my wife asked me about it. She was the first to have a suspicion. She first told me that she caught Tommy... masturbating."

"I understand. But that's perfectly natural for young men his age," the doctor said conciliatorily.

"That's true, of course. However, she told me that when she entered his room, she also saw that Tommy had a video running on his screen in which..." Mike hesitated.

At that moment, the office door opened, and Dr. Goodwill's assistant brought Mike the glass of water he'd ordered. He took a long sip and collected himself before continuing his story:

"Okay, where was I? Oh, yes, my wife said she saw a video of two men kissing on our son's screen."

"I see. And what happened immediately afterwards?"

"My wife says Tommy immediately turned off the screen. She asked him what that was, but he said it was none of her business," Mike said.

Dr. Goodwill typed on his keyboard. Then he looked at Mike and said:

"I understand why your wife found this situation alarming. And of course, you know that depicting faggotry, which includes kissing of two male individuals, is illegal. But there may still be another explanation. Now, please describe what happened next."

"My wife told me that same evening. At first, I didn't want to take her seriously and was convinced she'd made a mistake, since she'd only seen the screen for a split second. But then it just wouldn't leave me alone. So, in the weeks that followed, I tried to catch Tommy again. I even searched his room. But nothing. I hoped my wife had really only seen ghosts. At the same time, I suspected that Tommy was simply becoming more cautious after my wife had caught him once," Mike said.

"And finally, you caught him watching illegal material, too?" the doctor asked.

"Exactly. Two days ago, I burst into his room in the middle of the night. The video he was watching was even worse than I feared..."

"I'm very sorry to put you in this situation, Mr. Knight. But I'm afraid you'll have to tell me what you saw."

"Okay, Doc. Very well. The video showed a guy kneeling naked on the floor, jerking off... while another guy stood in front of him and... pissing all over his body," Mike said, his voice trembling.

"Yes, that is indeed a shocking discovery. Shall we take a break? Feel free to stretch your legs for a bit," suggested the doctor.

But Mike shook his head. He wanted this conversation over with. So he continued. He described how furious he was and that he kicked Tommy out.

"My son stayed at the door outside. He called out to us that things weren't as we thought and that it was cold and dark outside. After about an hour, my wife convinced me to let him back in."

"One question: You said on the phone that you took the disk with the videos in question?"

"Oh, right."

"Okay, and did you look at what else was on it?" the doctor wanted to know.

"Not really. I opened the disk on my computer and saw that there were about 30 files on it, but I didn't play any of them. I just couldn't handle it emotionally," Mike explained.

"I see. And I think that’s completely understandable. You brought the disk with you today, didn't you?"

"Yes, I handed it in to reception, as discussed with you earlier."

"Yes, quite right. We'll analyze the disk thoroughly. Tell me, how has Tommy been behaving in the last two days since you caught him?"

"He was very secretive. Of course, I wanted to know where he got those files. But he simply wouldn't tell me his source. Not even when I threatened to contact the SOF. I guess I wasn't strict enough with my parenting methods. If he had respected me more... who knows..."

"Mr. Knight, it's far too early to blame yourself like that. Let me say, it was definitely the right decision to contact us. We'll be monitoring Tommy closely over the next week and see if the suspicions are confirmed or not. That means now's your chance to ask your questions."

Mike thought for a moment.

"You said you'll be observing him for a week. What exactly do you mean by that?"

"Well, for cases like this, where there's a suspicion of a young man still living with his parents, there's a strictly standardized procedure. The bottom line: Many conversations with psychologists and other experts. A detailed, comprehensive checkup of his medical condition, both physical and psychological. We'll also expose him to certain stimuli and see which ones... sexually resonate with him. I'll, of course, send you a file with all the steps of this process after this conversation."

"Thank you, Doctor. You said earlier that more than half of the suspected cases turn out to be unfounded?"

"That’s right. For young men under 21, as in Tommy's case, the rate is even higher."

"That's reassuring. But in the unlikely event that it turns out that Tommy is... a faggot... what happens then?"

"I'd like to discuss it in detail first if that case actually occurs."

"Please, Doctor! I need to know!" Mike protested.

"Okay, here's a rough outline: If, and I emphasize IF, it turns out that Tommy is homosexual, then of course we will immediately report this to headquarters, and he will be added to the FAG registry. Since Tommy still lives with you and is not yet 21 years old, you, as the head of the family, have the right to decide what happens to him. You could continue to let him live with you. However, as a registered FAG, Tommy would immediately lose all the rights a normal man has in our country. You, as his father, would immediately gain control of any assets he owns up to that point, and things like contracts he has entered into so far would also become your property. The voting rights he currently holds because he is already 18 would revert to you, as his father and guardian. Conversely, you must, of course, continue to care for him and let him live with you. And from experience, I can say that many fathers prefer to give up their FAG sons. And even if you decide to let Tommy live with you, that scenario ends once he turns 21. Since he'll then be registered as an adult FAG, a SOF unit will come pick Tommy up on the morning of his 21st birthday and take him to a FAG camp."

"Wow, Doctor, I never thought I'd have to worry about something like this."

"Like I said, this is all very hypothetical."

"And if I decide not to shelter Tommy until he is 21?"

"Then he'll be immediately taken into SOF custody and enrolled in a conversion process prescribed for those under 21 who are no longer subject to their father's household. Tommy could also undergo this conversion therapy if you decide to let him continue living with you in your household. However, it would require your explicit consent. But If I where you Mr. Knight I would personally recommend it. Because even if the chance is very slim, it would be at least one last chance."

"Wait, Doc, I'm not quite following. Conversion therapy... you mean that's this thing where doctors try to cure faggotry? Can that really work?"

"I don't want to give you much hope in that regard. As already indicated, the success rate is extremely low. I wouldn't call it a cure per se. It's more about uncovering cases where the affected people themselves think they're homosexual, but in reality, they aren't. If someone is a FAG, you can't cure them. I'm sorry."

"Frankly, I don't fully understand it."

"To put it simply: there can be cases in which those affected are convinced, for various psychological reasons, that they are homosexuals and even adopt typical FAG behaviors. In these cases, this often leads to them being diagnosed as FAGs in the "FAG detection test" which Tommy will undergo next week. Then a longer, far more aggressive process is necessary: conversion therapy. Five years ago, shortly after the fall of the old system, these cases were quite common. Precisely because the old regime's propaganda made many young men feel like they were faggots and that it was even something to strive for. But now, six years later, all of these cases have of course already been dealt with. That's why the current conversion success rate is so low. And yet, we at the SOF believe that it's still worth a try, even if the chance may be so small, to help those affected who successfully complete therapy lead a normal life again. And for all the FAGs for whom the therapy doesn't work... well, let me put it this way: the humiliating experiences they have there are still instructive for the rest of their lives," explained Dr. Goodwill.

"I think I understand what you mean now. How long would conversion therapy last?" Mike wanted to know.

"Oh, it varies greatly from case to case. But the upper limit is 18 months. Although I personally don't know of any case where the full 18 months were used," said Dr. Goodwill.

Mike took another sip of water. He didn't really feel any better. But now that he knew what the possible next steps were, he could cope with the situation a little more. The thought that he could lose his son Tommy, that he could actually turn out to be a one of these FAGs, still made him feel sick. He just hoped this week of uncertainty would pass quickly. 

/////////Today///////////

Mike looked around nervously. His gaze fell on a portrait of the current head of the "Task Force for Stamping Out Faggotry from Society" S.O.F. - Maximilian Powers. The eldest son of President Jaxon Powers.

Then finally, the door opened and Dr. Goodwill stepped in. He shook Mike's hand and apologized profusely for the delay.

"Please, Doc! Tell me what's wrong with Tommy!" Mike burst out. He knew it was rude, but he didn't want to be kept in suspense any longer.

"I understand your excitement, Mr. Knight. So I'll make it short: Your son Tommy is not a FAG. I'm pleased to inform you that the suspicions turned out to be unfounded."

Mike jumped out of his chair and cheered. So it really had all been just a stupid nightmare. And yet he still wanted to know one thing:

"But tell Dr. Goodwill: What were those videos about? They clearly showed faggotry, didn't they?"

"It's good that you brought it up, because that's exactly what I wanted to talk to you about. An analysis of the storage medium has shown that, unfortunately, there are indeed illegal images and videos on it. A court will have to determine how Tommy can be prosecuted for its possession. But now for the good news: If you look at the images and videos in detail, they make a different sense than you and your wife assumed."

Mike was very confused.

"Please, Doc, don't start talking to me in riddles," he pleaded.

Doctor Goodwill nodded. He turned his monitor toward Mike and played a video. It didn't take Mike long to realize that this was the video he caught Tommy watching. But the beginning of the video was definitely different than Mike expected: It showed a muscular man from behind throwing another man to the ground. The man, who was apparently in control, wanted the other man to say out loud why there where here. The man on the ground initially replied that he didn't know and begged the other man to release him.

"I won't let you go until you admit what you did!" the upright man said angrily.

The man on the ground trembled. After being threatened with hits and punches several times, he finally spoke:

"Yes, I admit it... I spied on you in the restroom..."

"Fuck you, you sick freak!" shouted the man in control and punched the man on the ground in the stomach.

"Now you see what I mean about this videos making a completely different sense in context?" said Dr. Goodwill, fast-forwarding a few minutes.

Apparently, the man in control forced the faggot to undress and pissed on him.

"Well, is that what you wanted, faggot?"

"YES, Sir! Thank you, Sir!"

In response, the man gave the urine-covered FAG a few hard kicks.

Dr. Goodwill then turned off the video.

"I'd like to show you the video your wife saw too," the doctor announced.

Indeed, the video showed two homos kissing in a park. But shortly thereafter, a group of teenagers appeared and surrounded the two FAGs, initially verbally abusing them.

"You know the shit you're doing here is fucking illegal?" one of the teenagers shouted at the homo couple.

"So what? I'm not going to let any government tell me whether or not I can kiss my partner in public!" one of the FAGs replied arrogantly.

But he quickly seemed to regret it, because the boys then began to beat up the two faggots and mock them violently. Then Dr. Goodwill suddenly paused the video. On the screen, he tapped the face of one of the teenagers beating up the faggots. And when Mike looked more closely, he realized it was his son, Tommy.

"Yes, quite right," said Dr. Goodwill. "Tommy and his friends are clearly showing what they think of FAGs. By the way, thanks to this video, the SOF was able to identify and arrest the two FAGs, so they no longer pose a threat to public order. All thanks to your son and his friends," he continued.

Mike slumped in his chair with relief. He was so glad it had all turned out to be a huge misunderstanding.

"And all the videos on this disk show something like this?" he wanted to know.

"Exactly. All the videos and images show scenes in which one or more FAGs are humiliated," said the doctor.

Mike thought for a moment.

"Okay, Doc, I now understand that these videos are thankfully not FAG pornography. But still... isn't it a bit strange for a young man like my son to watch such scenes?"

"Not as strange as you might think. Our tests have shown that Tommy sometimes becomes sexually aroused when he sees scenes of FAGs being bullied. But don't worry, this phenomenon is widespread. We observed such behavior, to varying degrees, in almost 25% of all men. It's comparable to an adrenaline rush after doing something dangerous and then being on an emotional high, only it's primarily focused on the sexual pleasure center. Tell me, Mr. Knight, have you ever thought back to a situation in which you peeked at another boy in any way as a kid? Perhaps in a sporting competition? Or a situation in which you bullied another boy? And when you thought back on those moments, did you feel so good that you sometimes even got an erection?" asked Dr. Goodwill.

Mike felt a little caught out.

"Well, I admit... maybe every now and then..."

"See? It's almost the same phenomenon. It's completely natural and nothing to worry about."

"Thank you, Doc. Thank you so much!" said Mike, feeling nothing but relief.

"You don't have to thank me, Mr. Knight! In fact, I have a request for you. We here at SOF are always looking for motivated young talents. Tommy seems like a promising candidate for our line of work. With your permission, I'd like to send him an application form."

Mike cheerfully agreed.

"Very well, then, without further delay..." said Dr. Goodwill, then pressed his intercom button.

"Please send Tommy in now."

A moment later, the door opened and Tommy walked in. Mike immediately jumped up and hugged his son.

"I'm sorry I worried you and Mum, Dad. I could never be a faggot... I hate them," Tommy said.

"I know, son, I should never have doubted you!"