Accept your fate

Damn--diapered at home, feminized at work? At least school is still a retreat.

"All right," you sigh. "Give me the uniform."

"Good girl," Strickland says. "Now, since you didn't read the contract, here are someground rules--

Quitting requires a 2 weeks notice.

1. You are now JoAnne.
2. I am now 'sir' to you.
3. You can't be fired during the first month on the job.
4. For that first month, retribution will be administered in the form of pay cuts and sexual punishment.
5. Showing up for work late equals a punishment. Failure to complete tasks on time equals a punishment. Failure to comply to the dress code is a punishment. Breaking any of these rules equals a punishment.
6. All male employees are now your superiors. You will do whatever they say, no matter how sexual or gross.
7. If you fail to show up to work, Davis texts the school your little secret."

As he finishes, a secretary pokes her head in and says, "Sir? Her uniform isn't here yet."

"Dammit," Strickland says. "OK. You do today's work in your normal clothes." Really? Great! He pulls a piece of paper off the table and gives it to you. "These are your assignments for today. No order necessary. When you finish, you can go on lunch break in the cafeteria. Meet me back here before you go, I'll give you another list for after lunch. Now get out of my office."

You look at the list: Deliver Mr. O'Connor his package, bring Mr. Reagan his coffee, type Mr. Blair's letter.