First day of class

You are awoken early the next morning by a pre-set alarm clock. Pulling yourself up, you see that the clock reads 7:30 AM. After yesterdays ordeal, you can scarcely keep your head straight as you get out of bed. after scanning what seems to be a completely ordinary college dorm, save the barred windows and door that locks from outside, you tiredly and begrudgingly make your way to the attached bathroom to shower and brush your teeth

As you shower, you get the first chance to really explore your new body for the first time. you have a modest pair of a cup breasts, your body is now mostly hairless, save the hair on your head, which is already getting longer. as you allow your hands to slide down to your crotch, you explore your new vagina for the first time, but the shock of the foreign sensation causes you to quickly retract your hand. you finish your shower, akwardly and cautiously cleaning your new privates before stepping out.

nevertheless, you proceed. willingly putting on the schoolgirls uniform, panties and all, is difficult for you to do, but you cant exactly go naked, and you imagine the guards would just **** you to wear it anyway. besides, you're a girl now after all, wearing mens clothes would be weird...right?

As you finish up, you hear a commotion in the hall. the lock to your door releases and a guard runs his baton across your door as he walks down the hall. you, along with the countless other men trapped here, make you way into the hall and are promptly escorted in lines down into the first level of the school.

you hear a yelp from behind you while being marched. instinctively looking back, you see the boy behind you's face has flushed red. a second later, you realize why, as one of the guards slaps you on your ass cheek, before running his hand up your thigh and wedging your panties. looking up, you recognize him as Charlie. he smiles slyly at you before sliding his hand into the front of your panties, sliding a digit between your womanly folds. you paused for a moment at the sudden molestation, and Charlie uses his other hand to usher you forward, all the whole continuing his **** on your privates. "keep up the pace" he instructs calmly. after a few more moments he releases you. With a satisfied smirk, he retracts his hand and prods you to keep moving forward.

Eventually, you return to the gym from yesterday, where now the bleachers have been dragged out, and at the far end are five platforms. the largest one in the center holding several of those transformation **** devices you saw used yesterday, and the other four hosting a variety of stands and strange types of equipment, with the personell on each stand seeming to wear different types of uniforms. one group of people in lab coats, one of people in butler and maid outfits, and so forth.

you take a seat in the bleachers along with the other 'students'. next to you, a blonde haired boy finds a seat next to yours. he has long hair that goes past his shoulders, a lithe figure, very feminine for a man, even compared to the other men being forcibly feminized. his skin is slightly tanned, but pale under his clothes. seeing you look to him, he gives you an empathetic look. on the other side of you a dark-skinned boy finds a seat, quietly crying to himself. you think about saying something, but decide against it. soon the gym has been filled and everyone has found a seat.

"So what's-" the blonde boy begins, but stops himself when the whine of a microphone suddenly fills the room. You hear a drone over the gym speakers followed by the voice of the headmistress, who is now stood on the central platform.

"Hello ladies, i hope you all slept well." She begins. "Today will be your first day of classes, where you will begin you transformation and training as proper little ladies. The purpose of gathering you all here is firstly, to orient you to how we do things at this academy, and secondly- to have you all select you specialization. our school's clients expect variety in their slaves, after all."

The headmistress looks over the crowd of crossdressed men, some angry, some terrified, a few with blank, or dour looks, then gestures to the four platforms at her sides

"each of these four groups of talented individuals represents one of the four specializations offered by our academy, and will dictate what type of clientele you will be trained to best serve. At my far right are the science and engineering department, who masterminded the creation of our sex transformation device" She says, gesturing to the people in lab coats. "then the maid service department." She gestures to the people in maid outfits, you could have guessed that one. "then to my left are the dungeoneers departmert" She says, pointing to a group of people in what are essentially fetish gear. "And finally, escorts department" She says as she gestures to a group of scantily clad women, appearing in stereotypical prostitute attire.

"firstly, i will explain to you all what your daily schedule will look like, what our rules and regulations are, and how your merits shall be judged. then, you shall pick a specialization, and be given your personal class list, before being sent off to your first class of the day." she takes out a remote and presses something on it, and a large projector screen slow descents from the rafters behind her. the projector comes on, and a series of slides are show

'CLASS SCHEDULE:' read the screen

FIRST CLASS: FEMINIZATION AND AND SOCILAIZATION TRAINING

SECOND CLASS: ORGASM TRAINING

THIRD CLASS: HORMONE THERAPY

FOURTH AND FIFTH CLASSES: BASED ON CIRRICULUM

"each of you will attend the first three classes, which are designed to make you feel, look, and act more like proper ladies" she explained "While your last two classes of each day will be based on the cirriculum you choose. choose wisely, transfer requests are seldom accepted."

"With that" she concluded "i will allow each department head to say a few things before you are allowed to choose." she then stepped back, allowing the first department head, a young looking man in a lab coat, to come forward.

"erm. hello everyone. I'm doctor Connors, head of the science department. at my department, we experiment with all sorts of technology, but the big fields are engineering and gene modding. so if you like robots or girls with car ears...were the department for you!" he explained at a clumsy pace, before nodding to the headmistress and sitting back down.

Next, a busty and professional looking woman in maid attire, her outfit slightly more regal-looking than the outfits of the other 'maids' from her platform, approached the microphone.

"Hello ladies, i am Marieanne, head of the department for maid and domestic work training, by joining my department, you'll have a chance to learn the virtues of discipline, organization, obedience, cleanliness, and how to satisfy your master. i encourage all of you who desire to go into a field that demands some respect to choose us."

After her, came a woman in what was essentially a dominatrix outfit. "I am mistress Valzira, head of the...Dungeoneers department" she seems to cringe at the name. "At our department, we teach you how to obey your master and be a good little **** above all, if youve ever wanted to feel that void in your soul filled with the purpose of being owned by a superior being, you will join us. and believe me, looking around this room, i can tell many of your would be a great fit."

she saunters off the main stage, her high heels clacking loudly with each step. she is replaced by a woman wearing a tube top and short jean skirts with less **** pink heels.

"Hey sluts, im the head of the escorts department. were about exactly what you think we are, working that street corner and making bread for your pimp. if you wanna learn to work hard and use those asses youve got, get with us."

with each department head having given their little speech, the headmistress returned to the mic. "You will now choose the department you wish to join. please form a line in front of the department's respective platform." and with that, the guards ushered you all out of your seats and down onto the court below. there is a flurry of activity and talking, some boys quickly line up behind one platform or another, but most are far more hesitant.

"I should add that failing to choose a department within the next two minutes will result in an automatic assignment, and transformation into a female." the headmistress announced

This caused a minor panic, and the lines quickly started to lengthen, though you hardly have reason to fear that second threat, you nonetheless would like to have a choice. you are unsure what would be the least awful of the four fates. being a made didnt sound so bad, but wouldnt gaining scientific knowledge help? or maybe the independence of escorting might be the best choice.

"What are you thinking, girl? im thinking the escorts department might be the best." the blonde boy, who had evidently been following you, suggests.

"why's that?" you ask

"seems like the most fun." he said with a wry smile.

"You think this is fun?!"

"gotta make the best of a bad situation, right?"

"you're not the one that had to turned into...this!" you say, quite annoyed

"not yet, but something tells me thats the endgoal they have for most of us. so, what are you gonna pick?" he looks at you, expecting an answer

At that moment, you notice Charlie looking at you from across the room. once he sees you make eye contact, he gestures firmly to the maid corps line. is he trying to give you advice, or a command? you can't be sure.

with all this in mind, it is time to make your choice