Lets you go... for now.

"I... Alright. I accept..." you say hesitantly. I can't see any other way out of this fucking mess.

Dr. Klein smiles at you, a surprisingly warm gesture from the man blackmailing you into slavery.

"Of course. Now, the first issue for you to understand is that of your new name. You can't exactly go around being called Jason. From now on, you are to be known as Jess. I hope you like it. If you don't, well, I don't care to be honest," he says firmly. He then opens the closet on the wall furthest from the door, which, to your surprise, contains racks of female clothing. "From your height, it looks like you got the bronze ring. The rings always make girls with the same proportions. The left side of the closet has clothes that will fit you perfectly."

Always makes girls with the same proportions? I thought he said he was the first...

Ignoring the thought, you walk towards the closet. There are lots of pairs of shorts and pants, different kinds of tops, some dresses, and a drawer full of underwear, the kind you would buy at Victoria's Secret or some other lingerie store, which leave very little to the imagination.

You feel Dr. Klein step behind you and gently begin to remove your now-oversized male sweatshirt. Your instincts tell you to resist, but he places his hands firmly on your wrists, holding them in place, and simply whispers the word "****." When he lets go, you make no moves to interfere. He pulls your sweatshirt and the T-shirt underneath up over your head, then reaches around to massage your soft breasts. Rough, calloused fingers caress and lightly pinch your nipples; they stiffen from the stimulation. Your breathing grows heavier, slightly more ragged, as Dr. Klein continues to squeeze. Eventually he finishes, then lowers his hands down to your jeans. He unfastens the belt, a thoroughly unnecessary move due to how large the jeans are for your slender, feminine frame. Your jeans and boxer shorts are pulled down in one fluid motion, and you lift up one leg then the other as he pulls them off of you completely. You slip your feet out of the oversized Vans you were wearing, and Dr. Klein crouches down to roll the socks off of your feet and ankles.

When he stands back up, he places one hand on your abdomen and the other on your ass, then firmly prompts you to spin to face him. You see his eyes, drinking in your body, your hard nipples and warm pussy. A smile stretches across his face.

"I'll let you pick one outfit, I'll pick the rest. We'll pack them all in a bag and then I'll send you to your living quarters. Obviously we can't have you living on a male floor, where your normal dorm is, but I don't want to give you a permanent dorm with a roommate, since one day you may be able to return to male form as you please. I'll have you live in one of the empty rooms on the old teacher wing - a few years ago the school tried to get all the teachers to live on campus, and they built dorms for us, but of course nobody wanted to move in. Because nobody lives there, there's no working heating anymore, although the lights and the water still work. The water is always cold. If you want more, well, comfortable accommodations, you may want to consider spending the nights with various... friends." He cocks his head. "Don't look so surprised. Just because I'm making you into my own sex **** doesn't mean I think I can contain the pure horniness that ring will produce for you. The longer you spend in female form, the hornier you get, so I absolutely encourage you to have whatever other sexual relations you please. As long as your Master comes first." His tone is forceful, yet somehow caring and understanding. You realize that he must understand, on some level, the thought processes you are experiencing and struggling with.

Dr. Klein gently pushes you aside and begins rummaging through the closet. You watch as he throws several pairs of tiny panties and 30C bras into a medium-sized black duffel bag. He then puts in some very short jean shorts, some small exercise shorts and spandex, two pairs of skinny jeans, one light blue and one dark, and a combination of tops -- low-cut T-shirts, a white sweater, some tight-fitting exercise tops, etc. Revealing and/or tight-fitting clothing definitely seems to be the theme. He finishes with a pair of white Converse sneakers and some sandals.

"Now you can pick clothes, but I have to approve them to allow you to wear them," Dr. Klein says.

You search through the closet.