Ridgewoods All Girls School for the Naturally Gifted

“Ridgewoods All Girls School for the Naturally Gifted”

right away Jim was more confused, she knew her high school was definitely not an all girls school. The memories of being bullied in the boys locker room was proof enough. The campus was also radically different. All around her there were multiple buildings and in between were wide open spaces with walkways, grass and trees. She gazed past the buildings and as far as she could see the campus stretched on and on, and beyond that was nothing more than trees and dense forest. Behind them past the auditorium was a great big cathedral set against what seemed to be the top of a large hill, a hill that overshadowed it by what seemed to be a mile high. Jim was worried, she was definitely not in Kansas anymore.

“Ahem...are we getting distracted once again Miss Babette?” Jean grunted in annoyance. Jim just stared in awe at her surroundings.

“I umm..sorry. I was a bit shocked by...the size of the campus. If you don't mind could you start the tour from the beginning” Jim asked shyly. Thrown into this crazy body in this new place, assuming the role of some previous persons life Jim had **** but to play along and learn as much as she could. Maybe she could find some way of returning to her old life, she needed to find a phone and call Rick. Her old pal might know what to do.

“Very well this is the last time! Listen close and pay attention!” Miss Jean commanded. Jim nodded. Jean cleared her throat and proceeded.

“Welcome to the Prestigious all girls school for the Naturally Gifted, Here we have sought the world helping and guiding young women on a path to better lives and adulthood. They will develop skills to prepare them for the future befitting of their needs. We have built this campus in mind to suit their needs. Every girl is special, and every one of our girls is given the necessary care and attention needed to maintain a happy and healthy lifestyle. We do not discriminate, we do not judge or ****. We exist solely to serve these special girls, it is our duty to give them the education they deserve as well as our support.” Jean gestured outward.

Jim could see that everywhere she looked were girls, and women. Not a single men in sight, all of the girls wore similar uniforms. A short blue skirt, white stockings and a blue vest atop a white sleeved shirt. Some of the girls wore ties, or bows while others had white ribbons in their hair. All of them wore sheer white stockings and black flats. It was a perverts paradise, especially considering how short the skirts were. Jim found herself ogling some of the more well endowed girls, admiring the way their legs looked in their stockings. She bent her head lower trying to get a glimpse under one girls skirt as she bent down to retrieve her book bag, only to stare into the grumpy face of Miss Jean.

“I hope you had a good look Miss Babette!” She growled. Jim just ducked her head and blushed heavily.

“May we continue with the tour, or would like to take a picture?” Jim pondered for a moment if it would be wise to ask her if she could in fact take some pictures, before swallowing her spit at the glare she received.

“Very well, as you have already noticed. This campus is staffed entirely by girls and women. Men simply do not fit in around here, they tend to be...troublesome when it comes to dealing with the students. They're not as understanding or very cooperative, even the few that we've had eventually had many worrying issues come up.” She said with a scowl. Jim just followed silently. When they reached an office and motioned for her to step in, noticing for the first time having to duck her head slightly to make it through the door. Jim had to wonder why the buildings were built with such small walkways. Miss Jean noticed her confusion.

“Sorry about that, we've made accommodations to your suite. All of the doorways in your cabin were adjusted with your height in mind” Miss jean said, shuffling about in a filing cabinet and pulling out a thick yellow envelope.

“My height?” Jim asked. Miss Jean just nodded and handed her an envelope. While pulling up a manila folder on her desk

“Yes, yes...here we are. Julia Babette. AKA Nurse Babe. 26 years old, studied psychology and physics. Masters of Science in Nursing. Youngest in her class to graduate with honors, valedictorian. Captain of your middle school, high school and assistant coach to the university women's basketball. Winner of three player of the Year awards in a row and one pie eating contest. 280 pounds, 87 inches with a...”

“87 inches?” Jim muttered. Miss jean looked up.

“yes...7 feet 3 inches miss Babette, quite the statuesque pedigree don't you think?” Miss Jean smirked.

“Err yess...thank you” Jim mumbled. Jim somehow gained more than foot and some inches in height during his transformation. Two hundred and eighty pounds wasn't really an ideal weight for a female, but it made sense for his stature. Especially with her new “assets”. Of course when she was still male, she was considered overweight at three hundred seventy pounds at only six feet tall. Whatever had changed her probably had to compensate for her old body's extra mass to fit the ideal wearer of the nurses outfit. Which meant it had to take liberties where it could, which explained her large chest and rear as well as her height. Which would also explain why the outfit could barely contain her form, and why the skirt was so damn short.

“You'll find in your packet a personal tablet PC with a variety of apps to make your transition to Ridge woods more accessible. There is a map of the campus, you'll also find it contains an index of nearly everything you need to know about the campus, its history and so forth. Simply use the built in search engine and it will tell you everything you want to know about us. There is an event calendar with all the upcoming activities. There is an extensive list of all the known clubs as well as their members. A contact list of all faculty members is in your phone book, as well as a brief bio. You'll also find one touch access to your finances and necessities app, which connects to an overnight shopping site which will cater to your every need and deliver to your doorstep via drone...any questions” Miss Jean trailed off.

Jim...err Julia was busy playing with the tablet, a rather advanced model she had never seen before. The OS seemed particularly powerful for such a thin and sleek device. Clicking through the apps absentmindedly she tapped the piggy bank icon and stopped cold. Under her new name was a checking and a savings account. Julia's eyes went wide.

“There's a 100 million dollars in this account” Julia said monotone in shock. Miss Jean just nodded her head.

“Yes, Well your services are greatly needed on campus. We're a very special needs school and our last medical counselor unfortunately succumbed to...work related hazards...and needed to take a temporary leave of absence.” Julia looked up with a scared look on her face.

“Uh hmm What kind of work hazards?” She asked slowly. Julia just grimaced.

“Oh, Ohm nothing bad happened just a sudden need to take maternity leave...nothing to worry about” Jean deflected. Julia let out a breath of air in relief. Then thought suddenly, how a nurse could get pregnant in an all girls school in the first place.

“Moving on, the tablet can make video calls between faculty members and act as a navigation device if you get lost. However it cannot make calls outside the campus, you can utilize chat programs or instant messengers to contact the outside world. However we will screen any pictures, files or attachments sent outside as to the safety of our staff and of course the students” Julia blinked, a rather harsh amount of censorship really.

“You will find that every faculty and student on campus will have a personalized wrist band, and or necklace that contains their ID. Scan this with your tablet to be given an immediate biography of the student, their medical history and notes from the previous medical counselor. You can use it to issue items and medicines, ointments and whatever necessary to treat the student which will be sent to you post haste.” Jean then handed Julia a simple necklace on a chain and a metal bracelet with a barcode on it.

“those are just standard issue, you can personalize however you want. There is a special app on the tablet to custom make your ID tag into however and whatever you want...some of the girls like to get it embroidered on their panties or bras” Jean said with a wink. Julia just blushed. Jean would have said more but was interrupted by a ringing at her hip. Jean sighed deeply and unholstered a walkie talkie she had somehow never noticed.

“This is J, come in” Jean said.

“Hey missus Jeanie, It's about Carly again” A young girls voice chirped over the speaker. Miss Jean just shook her head and rolled her eyes.

“I'll be there in a couple minutes, can she hold on that long?”

“Uh...I don't think so, she's sweating a lot” Jean just looked a bit spooked before getting up from her chair and grabbing a suitcase under her desk. She looked at Julia for a moment and tossed her a white purse with a red cross on it and a duffle bag.

“Listen Miss Babette, I have to take care of this. It's up to you if you want to accompany me to assist one of the students you'll be taken care of or you I can have my Aide show you to your cabin and be better prepared tomorrow morning” Miss Julia asked seriously.

Jim, Julia pondered deeply. Everything had been so confusing since she woke up. She was no longer in her old high school, now in some secluded private all girls school. Not to mention the fact that she was now an older woman, with a masters in nursing. Having lost nearly ten years of her life suddenly, gaining more than a foot in height as well as massive breasts along with the loss of his manhood. Julia's mind was a whirl with a torrent of questions, what the hell had done this to her and why? Could she ever go back to her old self? What sort of special needs did these girls have?

“Miss Jeanie...Carly's turning red again!” The young girl warbled through the walkie talkie. Jean just narrowed her eyes at it and yelled at her to remain calm. Quickly turning to Julia once more.

“Well what's your answer?” Jean asked curtly.

Julia nodded her head, agreeing to help Miss Jean with the student. She smiled in thanks and walked quickly out of the office, Julia followed quickly behind. Gathering up the bags she was given and throwing the tablet into the medic purse.

“OW!” Julia yelled, running face first into the top of the door frame. Still unused to her new height. Jean had the decency to look apologetic, while snickering under her breath. Julia just groaned and rubbed her head.