Maya

After some careful consideration, you decide to spend more time with Maya. The girl was quiet usually, and it meant that unless you took some direct initiative, you would not likely learn much more about her. She might also be easier to pull information out of than Durra. That girl was pretty good at only telling what she wanted. Then again, if she wanted to be an ambassador of some kind, that would have been a skill she needed. With that in mind, you fall into a deep sleep, your exhaustion from the day's breeding wiping out all dreams.

The next day, after you shower and eat a nice breakfast of fresh fruit, mixed cereal, milk and juice, you pull Maya aside. "Do you mind if we spend the day together more?" She will look at Durra, and then around the room. With a slight shrug and a small smile she will nod. "It is not as though there are many other places to go right now... actually, that might not be true. I wonder if some of the other facilities are open yet? Probably not, since all the girls are supposed to be in breeding right now. Still, we can ask. The media room might be open. Maybe we could watch a movie." You nod. That sounded quite nice, and a way to get out of the room. It was too small to be stuck in all day. Maya will use the pad to call in, and after a few moments the door will open and one of the guards will escort you both to a small movie theater. It was in another building, and so you got to feel the warm sun on your face, and a slight breeze on your skin. It was the first time since you had been changed into a girl that you had been able to enjoy that. It felt slightly different, as many things seemed to anymore. You were now certain of it. Not only did the transformation change you physical form, you were definitely more sensitive to various stimuli. The sensation of your skirt swishing across your legs as you walked, the warmth of the sun on you face, the slight sound of birds chirping in the trees... all of these things were more noticeable, and seemed to have some form of effect on your body - not just a sexual arousal, but a generally more aware state in general. How odd. This was most likely some sort of side effect of this Program they were running, but why? To what end could they want to do this? Your mind spun with possibilities, each less likely than the last, as you entered the other building. The change in lighting made you have to blink for a few moments, causing Maya to grab you by the hand and drag you along with her. "You do not want to fall behind..." she hissed under her breathe "...if the guard thinks you are trying to escape, we will all be punished for you being a bad girl." You could imagine just what that kind of punishment might entail, and the soreness between your legs from your ravishment yesterday did not entice you to try anything.

You follow the guard into the theater room itself. It was small, maybe only enough to fit about twenty people at once, but each seat was large and plush, plenty of space in the arms for resting, of soft looking leather. The screen was on the small side as well, but more than sufficient for the scale of the room. The guard will nod and leave the room. Once out of sight, you felt yourself relax slightly, though you imagined more guards were lurking around somewhere. Maya will walk to the movie screen, and pull up a small controller from the side. "There we are... we have almost any movie you could imagine. Netflix on steroids. It is pretty cool actually. I am not all that good with things like this, but I enjoy watching movies. It gives me some ideas at times." Her soft voice is filled with an actual thrill, and you wonder if she is the kind of girl who watches science fiction movies and tries to figure out how to make them into reality. Probably was actually. You consider... so Maya seemed like a bit of a nerd of some kind - albeit you doubt anyone would call the tall muscular girl that. Her long blue hair, structured frame and poise would normally have made you wonder if she is some kind of punk or street tough. Maybe she is instead a bit of a nerdy girl who does cosplay or the like? You watched as she selected some science fiction film you were not familiar with, and pulled you down into one of the seats. To your surprise, she sits in the same seat as you, cuddling up with you in a friendly manner. So that was why the seats were so large. Still, you could not complain as you rested your head against her bosom. She only looked slender like you since she was so tall. Besides, it was a nice change of pace to just be able to rest and relax.

After the movie is done, you looked at Maya again. "What kind of weapons were you designing?" She looks thrilled to explain in detail. "I was trying to develop a multi-use rifle that could fire precision bursts of ammunition, variable clips of grenades, and a powerful weapons laser that could melt armour plating. I was able to get some things to work on it, but it was just too heavy, so the project was denied further funding. So I wanted to get it reviewed once more, but without more backing... my dream of awesome laser rifles would never come to fruition." She then proceeded to wax long about the technical details of her work, while you wandered in and out of attention. While cool lasers weapons sounded pretty awesome, the details of such things were way beyond you. It sounded more like science fiction than anything. Another movie will automatically start, while Maya showed little signs of stopping her monologue. You wonder if the poor girl did not have anyone to talk to other than Durra, who had almost certainly heard this all in great detail before. You feel a little sad for Maya actually. This was the most animated you had ever seen her, even more vocal than when in the grip of orgasm. Yet who would listen to her?

Still, eventually the movie will end, and another guard will arrive to escort you back to your room. The day had passed so quickly it seemed. While you chatted with Jackie and Durra, the rest of the evening was fairly quiet. You thought back to what you had been told. The pill would wear off in about three days if you had not been knocked up. Tomorrow morning might tell you whether the thing you feared was true or not. It had only been a short time, but you had been filled so much, and so often... the odds that you would return to your male form were slim. With great trepidation, you find yourself getting undressed as you slip off to sleep, the soreness between your legs having started to subside. You feel in between your legs, and the warm folds that made up your pussy, light juices starting to form from even such short attention. Turning your face into you pillow, you push you butt into the air, starting to finger yourself. Only a few minutes later you are moaning into your pillow, fingers pushed as deep inside yourself as they could go, your tight walls clenching on them as your juices streamed down the sides of your thighs. It just felt so good! Trying not to wake the other girls, you bite your arm, stopping the scream from piercing your lips as your legs and core started to shake from your pending orgasm. You were turning into a sensation starved whore at this rate, you think darkly to yourself as your body slides down into a more regular sleeping position. Maybe that was what they were trying to do to you. Would that be so bad? Those thoughts, as well as the lingering hopes of being a dude again haunt your dreams as you drift off to sleep.