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Chapter 4 by Sassypants Sassypants

What's next?

John snatches the paper from Holly

John snatched the sheet of paper out of Holly’s hands. “What are you talking.... “ his voice trailed off as he read the schedule.

“Hygiene? Beautification? Poise/grace? Intimacy? What the hell?”

Holly laid a hand on John’s shoulder. “It’ll be OK, Joanie. We’re about to be released from our cell now. I’ll introduce you around and get you to your first training.” She peered at the paper. “Hygiene. Figures.” she said.

“Should I ask?” John said.

“Just what it sounds like,” Holly said with a shrug. “You’ll be taught how to clean yourself up, keep your chastity plate clean, wash your hair properly... stuff like that.”

John ground his teeth. “I’m not...” he started.

“You’re here, Joanie. You will be trained. You have ****. You think I wanted to look like this? That I wanted to dream about being fucked silly by a handsome guy? That I daydream about fashion and makeup and being a bride? I didn’t, but I do now. So just shut the fuck up and accept it. You’re going to stop being a butch bitch and become a hetero woman. There’s nothing you can do!”

As if on cue, a chime sounded and the cell door slid open. Voices could be heard in the hallway. Holly grabbed Joan’s hand. “C’mon, Joanie. Just accept it. You can’t change it. And escape isn’t possible. You’re chipped. They’ll ID you even if you could get out of here. Besides, is sucking on a dick that bad?” She giggles a bit.

“Holly?” A voice called from the hall. “You got a new cellmate?”

“C’mon!” Holly said, pulling John out into the Hall. She pulled John, who really was uneasy about all of this, several cells down. She stopped outside a cell and waved to a lanky brunette still in the cell. She was leaning backwards in the lower bunk, her legs crossed and her foot kicking slightly.

Holly ran in and hugged her. “Lisa! I did! This is Joanie, my new cellmate!”

John held out his hand. “It’s actually John.” Lisa waved him off. “Doesn’t matter, Joan. Chances are you’ll be assigned a new name. Bambi or Heidi or Gloria to go with your new life.” She shrugged. “Where’s she off to?”

“Hygiene,” Holly said with a shrug.

“Welcome to hetero world,” Lisa said with a wistful smile. “I really miss the days when I could look at a vagina without gagging.”

“Look, if I could just speak to a live person...” John started.

“Human guards won’t be around until later, Joanie,” Lisa said. “Man hungry already?” She winked at Holly

“No, I just...” John sighed. He was getting nowhere. “What about the others I was brought here with. My sister and her friends?”

“Wow, Joanie, you were into some kinky shit,” Lisa said with a wink. She stood up. She was taller than Holly, but no less gorgeous. Again, John cursed at his chastity plate as his discomfort in that area grew.

“C’mon. We’ve got to get you to your hygiene training if we aren’t going to be late to our class.”

“But...”

“No buts, Miss,”. Holly said, taking one of John’s hands with Lisa grabbing the other. They led him down the hall, making several turns. The two girls chartered nonstop about fashion and makeup. John was just trying to figure out where he was going and how he was going to get out of this nightmare.

They moved from the living area of the prison into more of an institutional school like area. Holly said, “Here we are,” snapping John out of his thoughts.

“Don’t be scared, Joanie,” Lisa said. “We’ve all been through this. And look at us.”

“Yeah. What hot guy wouldn’t want to fuck us?” Holly said with a laugh as she opened the door. Lisa gave John a quick shove, and he found himself in a small antechamber. The door clicked shut behind him. Holly wiggled her fingers in a sexy little wave through the small window in the door and vanished from sight. John tried jiggling the handle on the door to leave, but it was locked.

What happens in hygiene?

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