It was a bright and sunny spring day as the students milled around in the courtyard outside of the country club their school had rented out for the dance. One of the perks to going to a very exclusive private school was the connections that school’s alumni had to places catering to the wealthy and socially mobile. The pleasant weather seemed to have put the attendees in a good mood as well; the tuxedo clad boys and dress wearing girls mulled about, chattering happily. Most of the students seemed delighted to be there.
Most of the students, that was.
Three girls huddled in a corner, having a hushed conversation. As they talked in hurried tones, they failed to notice how they were the subject of a number of envious glances from the other girls and admiring ones from the guys. It was easy to see why. All three of the girls were busty; they filled out their undoubtedly expensive, even by the standards of prom dresses, gowns perfectly. Their dates, distracted by discussion of the newly started Major League Baseball season, paid little mind.
Of course, there was one more thing in which those three differed from the other students around them……they weren’t really girls.
“I can’t believe this shit!” Craig hissed for probably the millionth time. The blonde “Chloe” unconsciously performed an admirably feminine pout, her light blue dress rustling as she folded her arms. “This is crazy!”
“Keep it together, Chloe!” Snapped the brunette. “We pass this test, our punishment is almost over! I don’t know about you, but I’m ready to stop going into “girl mode” every time I hear that damn ring tone.” Glancing over “her” shoulder and catching “her” date’s eye, Mike offered a well practiced smile. The third “girl”, a redhead in a pink dress, nodded. “Yeah, what Mia said.” She added. “We just have to get through tonight, and this whole nightmare is done.”
Just as Chloe was about to respond, they were interrupted by the soft chimes of a very familiar ring tone. “Oh no!” Luke just managed to gasp out before, seconds later, all three “girls”’s eyes glazed over.
Lucy glanced at her friends in confusion. “So what did you want to talk about”? She asked, the memory of the last few minute or two wiped from her memory. Her friends likewise looked similarly confused, and shrugging the whole thing off, they minced back to the table, where their dates greeted them with open arms.
Serena smiled as she watched via the live feed from the venue’s security cameras, the nearest of which provided a perfect view of her three charges. No matter how many times she did this, the power of the hypnotic conditioning her employers provided still amazed her. Nobody would have guessed that the three pretty girls flirting with their dates were anything other than 100 percent female. Of course, when not in “girl mode” all three passed with ease; the hundreds of hours of drilling on mannerisms, speech, movement and more made sure of that.
Serena smiled as she thought back to the first day of training…….