Kelly watched the boys step out of the bus and assemble into line, they joked with each other out of defiance for the watching staff as much as their own enjoyment. Each of them been through other reform schools and this one would be no different. The poor fools. Kelly almost felt sorry for them.
It had been the same for Kelly on her first day, when she had climbed out of the bus, as boy named Ken who had bounced from school to school, unwilling to bend to any authority.
When Ken turned 18, they gave him a choice, he could go to prison or finish his education at Dr. Lilith’s School for Continuing Education. The choice seemed easy, until the truth of this school became apparent. Soon Ken was begging to be sent to prison but it was too late. The injections had already been made and the program would be completed. As the treatments washed away his masculinity and the classes taught him to be feminine, Ken’s defiance, and anger turned to compliance and acceptance.
Now Kelly, was a good girl and the RA of the freshman dorm about to meet her new residents.