Relief Cadet Alex

I was ejected from the pod violently, the metal grate flooring of the room allowing the fluid to drain past me. Though, its sharp texture dug into my palms and knees painfully. I looked down at my hands. Everything seemed wrong, the proportions were all fucked up. The sound of other pods opening, spilling similarly confused bodies to the floor, distracted me from the alien sensations long enough to look over. At least a dozen other students were crumpled on the floor in forms similar to mine. All of them female.

I shakily brought myself to my feet, leaning on the pod for support. I looked down at my slick body in awe. Absent was the masculine form I was used to, instead I found a slender, delicate figure. Two perky breasts capped my chest, small but still standing proud. "I can't be taller than 5'" I guesstimated from the size of the pod. I looked past my breasts and was disappointed when my prediction came true. "I have the body, the breasts, why not a pussy to match?" I thought. Hesitantly, my hands explored my new folds. Slick with the pod fluid, and my own juices, I prodded and experimented with the flesh. "This is really good." I squeaked to myself.

The high pitched sound of my voice caused me momentary pause. "That was me?" I tested aloud. Thoughts of wishing myself out of this were quickly quashed by the memory of the painful rejection of my wish. "I need to get to a safe place to test this" I thought, continuing to stroke my new cunt. These alien sensations had me in a trace. The only real thought in my mind now as I felt up my new body was how cold I was.

...

A short time later, more attendants collected us, literally hosed us down, and brought us to individual exam rooms. I sat and waited patiently, mind full of questions. The door opened, and a handsome man entered and introduced himself as Dr. Michael. "Alright honey, I have a lot to get through and not much time. I know you have a lot of questions, so I'll just answer them quickly." He glanced at his clipboard. "Alex, right? Due to an imbalance in the incoming freshman class, members are subject to a lottery if necessary to restore the balance. You were selected to join the female class. Over the course of the night, your body was chemically and physically reformed into a female version of you."

"I- " I tried to interject. He continued over me "Also unique to your situation, were the results of your genetic tests. You have an extraordinary number of gene markers for several of our cutting edge genetic modifications, which I will be administering to you shortly. Finally, you have been enrolled as a school Relief Agent, and will report to Cumange Hall at 7:00AM every morning."

Dr. Michael ignored my protesting squeaks and administered two quick shots. "These are the first course of your treatment. Your handler will be informed of the details prior to your meeting." He stated flatly. "Handler?" I cried. "Yes, students in your situation cannot be expected to keep track of all their responsibilities. Normally, freshman receive fuck buddies who they stay with for most of their schooling. However, some upperclassman can take on the responsibility of someone like you." He explained. "Actually, I think Chris is waiting in the lobby for you right now." he added, looking at his clipboard.

...