Lets find out

Dr. Sara grabs you by the hand and drags you out of the exam room. You try to grab your stuff but she informs you that you don't need those things anymore.

Everyone stares as you make your way through the sorting center, buck naked and sporting the smallest election anyone has ever seen. There are a few giggles and some pointing, all you can do is blush.

At last you reach a secure door, which requires Dr. Sara to scan an ID to gain entrance. Then she drags you into a tiny and deserted waiting room that is much nicer than the sorting center. She has you take a seat on a cold, leather couch.

"Look, the sorting rules are strict, but they have helped us to build a successful and thriving society," she says, taking a seat next to you. "But the system has its limitations. For example, there are far too many Delta males out there and not enough Delta jobs. Most of you end up working as prostitutes, sucking dick and giving up your ass just to survive. You would be surprised how many 'straight' men are into gay sex."

You stare blankly at her. At least your embarrassing hardon has gone away.

"On the other hand, there is an unknown shortage of Alpha females," she said. "We've managed to keep it under wraps, partially by promoting too many Beta females to Alpha just to fill the gaps, but if it keeps up, people will start noticing. Thats where you come in."

"Wh-what are you telling me?"

"That you have two choices," she said.

"Whats that?"

"Leave here a Delta bitch and probably suck your first cock before you reach the parking lot, or leave here a strong, powerful Alpha female. There is a team ready to handle the transition, if you choose the latter."