“None of them questioned the pills?” The Headmistress asked her assistant as they stood gazing through the one way glass into the gymnasium below.
“Not one, as usual.”
“Splendid.” The Headmistress said as she watched the freshwomen file in through the doors.
“Will this batch be like previous years?” her assistant asked.
“Exactly like them.” The Headmistress confirmed.
After the last student had been confirmed to have entered and stood on the wooden floor that was the basketball court, The Headmistress nodded at her assistant who then sent a text message simply worded “Go.”
Things at Saint Holly’s proceeded practically and efficiently and the gendershaping portion of things was no exception.
“The Gas is flowing, Headmistress.” her assistant confirmed a minute later.
The Headmistress smiled and leaned closer to the glass.
Below, an invisible and scentless gas was permeating the room, the second part of a binary gendershaping process that had begun a few hours ago when the girls had all taken what they were told was a pill to help them resist a local disease, which didn’t exist.
As The Headmistress watched, it began to take effect.