A echo of my moron nephew, says how hard can a girls reform school be? as I pick up the dress to find underwear and tights under it. I put on the pink underwear, the tights and the candy cane dress. I hear a click and a hidden door opens, a woman in yoga clothes walks in. "I am Clare, ready to go?" Clare says. She pushes me thru the same door she walked in, the door closing behind us. She looks down at my feet and says "Oh, you need shoes", she takes slippers with a hard bottom. I sit in a chair to put the slippers on. I hear clicks and look up to see her tapping on a tablet. "Well what a cute sissy you make" a deep, ruff voice says. I look up to see a big guy smiling at me. "We do not use the word sissy any more Vic" Clare says, "Ignore him, his bark is worse than his bite" she says, as she hands me a tablet to sign. "Maybe I will see you after you grow a pair" Vic says as he mimes breasts.
We walk outside the court room and get in a pink car. She hands me a brochure about my new home the Sweetness school, I see pics of girls walking in a garden, swimming in outside and in door pools, girls in bikinis, girls in a yoga class, girls in a computer class. We use hypnoses, hormones, training, love and understanding to make you in to a sweat happy girl. Yay, right their are going turn me into a girl.
We pull up to a pink wall in front of a pink manor, as we are buzzed thru I see girls and I think a few boys walking thru a small garden.
Some those with boy faces had small breasts, some had small but girlly hips or asses. All were in the pink and white stripe dresses.
The older students had curvy shapes and pretty faces, no way are they going to make me look like that.
We walk into a lobby that looks like a fancy hotel, Thru windows I can see yoga classes, Ballie class, high heel walking classes. A jewelry store, a couple of hair salons, a doll and stuff animal store. What looks like a book store with couches, some of the readers, some had ice or heat packs on their legs. Other students were bringing and taking back books for them.
We walk up to a curved desk with a blond, stacked, curvy woman behind in, no way she ever was a boy. "Hi Clare is that the new girl" she says in a valley girl voice. Her name tag says Mandy. "Yes, it is, umm what do we call you, pick a girl name" Clare says, looking at me. God hope they do not expect to make me a bimbo like that. I said the first girl name that popped into my head. "Call me Lucy" I say. Mandy says "welcome to the Sweetness school Lucy". Mandy hands Lucy a pink purse.