Uniform

Shannon didn't want to see herself like this anymore, in these horrible reshaping panties, with her muscles made soft by those injections.

"Ship: remove mirror." She commanded. The mirror flicker off the wall. She still felt exposed. She decided to slip on her school uniform She threw on the blouse. Ugh, it was so tight! She could barely get it buttoned. As tight as it was Shannon could barely get it buttoned. It hugged to her flattened chest and currently rounded belly. It also had immature flared out undersized sleeves. Definitely not her style. Next she slipped on the pleated skirt. It was shockingly short, stopping at mid thigh. Ugh, there was high risk of pantie flashes with this outfit! She then strapped on her uncomfortable Mary Jane shoes. That completed the look. She didn't even want to see herself in the mirror. She knew what she looked like. An awkward, Tween aged school girl. She resented how good a job they'd done disguising her. She'd been stripped of her femininity!

"Landing complete." Came the robotic voice outside. That was her queue. Nervously she opened the door. She knew that both the pilots were robots but it felt like they were smirking at her. She nervously tugged down on the skirt. It wouldn't be so bad if her legs actually looked good! But, her muscling limbs were now soft due to those injections.

"We will await your signal." One robot's automated voice said.

"Signal. Right." Shannon said distractedly. She headed out the door, walking the short distance to the school... and her new assignment...