Chapter #5Your new life by: mego   You've seen what Alex did to you, and you know what she's capable of. Though it pains you to do so, you close your eyes, and hold out your arm. You feel the needle enter your arm and you wince in pain.
"Mmph!" You whimper in your new, womanly voice.
"There, there..." Alex speaks calmly. "You know how fast this stuff works, darling. You'll be asleep in three... two..."
You groan to yourself, as you roll around. You feel a somewhat uncomfortable mattress beneath you, though this time you seem to be unbound, and lying horizontally. You open your eyes, and look around. You appear to be in some kind of laboratory sick bay. You're lying on a cot with a thin pillow and no blanket. There's lab and medical equipment lying around, as well as a few decorations such as potted plants, furniture and paintings. You stare blankly at your surroundings until you notice something out of the corner of your eye. Cleavage. Yours.
You panic and sit up in total shock, looking down at your body in horror, before remembering what happened to you and calming down a little. You appear to have been clothed, and are wearing a blue and white maid uniform. Curiously, and nervously you take your hand and stick it between your legs. Flat. You feel cloth, however. You look down and see that you've been equipped with lacy, polka-dotted panties.
"At least she had the decency to dress me, the pervert..." You think to yourself.
Spending a few more moments checking yourself out, you also find that you are indeed wearing a bra, you've got white socks on, and your brown hair has been cut and tailored into two long bangs at the side of your head. In addition, you can't seem to remember your name. In fact, the only name that even sounds right to you, is 'May', the name Alex gave you. You look off the side of your cot. There's a pair of white heels, waiting for you. Defeated, you sigh, slide your feet into them, and decide to take a walk around the room. The shoes are a bit hard to walk in at first, but eventually you get the hang of it.
You try and exit the door, but it's locked. As a result you sit back down on your bed and wait. Time starts to pass. Five minutes. Fifteen minutes.
You look down at your new body. Your cleavage is generous, exposing about 35% of your breasts. Twenty minutes pass. Twenty five. You continue staring at your breasts. They stare back, in their own way, tempting you and jiggling with every small movement you make. Thirty minutes. Sweat starts to bead on them, making them start to glisten underneath the hospital light. You feel yourself blush. You really shouldn't... Someone could come in through the door any minute now... And besides... You don't want to give Alex the satisfaction... But... Maybe a quick little grope couldn't hurt...
You feel your hand gravitate toward the neck of your dress... Inches away from your tantalizing boobage, it lays open like a spider waiting to pounce... You lower your hand slowly, and...
"SLAM!"
The door opens and Alex walks into the room. You yank your hand away from your tits and place them together on your lap. Your face is red, and beads of nervous sweat roll down your face. You pray to God that she didn't see you. Alex walks over to your cot, holding her clipboard in her hand. She doesn't respond to your appearance, so either she didn't notice, or she doesn't care.
"Well, good morning, sunshine! Are you ready for the dormitory tour?" She asks cheerfully.
"Tour?" You reply. "Dormitory? After everything that happened, you're going to give me a dorm?"
"Well, yeah! You obeyed me, so it's only fair that I treat you nice! There's this nice, big underground area where all the employees live. Nothing like the lab, mind you. It's got more of a mansion decor, though it's still not as nice as it was upstairs. That'd just be ridiculous!"
You stare at her in stunned silence. The woman who had treated you so aggressively beforehand was now treating you like an honored guest. She had forcibly turned you into a girl, but now she was treating you to accommodations, and in a mansion, no less. You're simply at a loss for words. She beckons you to follow her, and as you have no other choice, you do. You follow her through the lab, and back to the room with the elevator. You enter the elevator again, and continue down further into the basement. The door opens up again, into a room. You notice two female guards with natural blue hair in white uniforms standing on both sides of the elevator door. They stand motionless, in their white and blue uniforms, holding what appears to be a syringe rifle. As you and Alex pass them, they don't even blink as you pass them, but continue looking straight ahead.
You pass through a few more doors and hallways, filled with patrolling guards of equal lifelessness. They all look identical too. Blue hair cut the the same length, blue eyes that look straight ahead. Everything about them is identical, as if they were all clones of one another.
"Alex must have transformed them into what they are now..." You think to yourself. "I wonder if that's what happens to you if you don't obey her..." You swallow and nervously look at Alex, who is still grinning like a fool as she leads you along. Finally, you open a final set of large, wooden doors and enter an enormous room.
The room is composed of dark wood, and is covered in a red carpet. It's shaped like a U, with you at the middle. You're standing on the higher of two balconies, overlooking a massive lobby-like area. Expensive looking lights illuminate the whole place, and soft furniture litters the area. There are places to sit and rest, books to read, tables to eat at... It's like a college campus, only way fancier. Doors line the outer walls, each one marked with a room number. You can't really get a good look at the area right below you, but you estimate that there are over 100 doors in total. However, most noticeably, there are a bunch of women walking around the place. Each one a different character from some sort of fictional media. You recognize a few, but there are others you're unfamiliar with. Some are wearing maid uniforms, but plenty others are wearing different clothes entirely. There are girls in dresses, T-shirts, armor, plugsuits, etc. They're all walking around the place, as if nothing is wrong.
"Welcome, my dear May..." Alex exclaims, lifting her hands to the ceiling in a pose of grandeur. "...To the Maiden's Hall!"  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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