Dr Ivana Makhov, one time experimental psychiatrist, now school principal sighed. She had been a truly eminent doctor, her particular blend of robust conditioning and behaviour modification had been sought after by many wealthy clients. She had loved her work, especially slowly remoulding her patients as she saw fit, sometimes regardless of their own desires…
But that was all over now. A couple of years ago she had gone too far. The CEO of a large corporation who she had slowly transformed into a ditzy receptionist and office slut had been too well-connected. And whilst the ethics board and police found she hadn’t broken the law, per se, her career and practice were over. Unable to even get clinic work, Dr Makhov had taken the plunge into education.
The only job she had managed to successful obtain was here at East High, home of the ‘Fighting Hares’, a distinctly dull student and faculty body and some of the worst test scores in the state. Or at least they had been until Makhov had taken over.
Dr Ivana had worked herself hard. If she was stuck here, she was going to do a damn good job. Already scores were rising and the schools reputation was on the up. But even with those successes, she was stunningly bored.
“We have a truant here, a Samantha Johnson.” came the voice of Dr Makhov’s secretary on the intercom.
The doctor sighed. “Send her in then.” She replied, once again wondering how things had come to this.
Dr Makhov was not too surprised when the police officer first walked in to explain things. It wasn’t the first time the police had brought a wayward pupil in. What did surprise her, however, was ‘Samanatha’ who walked in once the officer had gone.
One does not become adept at altering people without learning to properly assess them first. And this was no ‘Samantha’!
“There’s been a terrible mistake!” Sam cried, almost the instant the officer was gone. “I’m not a student here! And my name isn’t Samantha! I’m a guy!” he blurted.
Dr Makhov despaired. The student was not a girl. He was certainly girly, but her trained eyes told the truth. And if he wasn’t lying about that, he probably really wasn’t supposed to be here… Oh this was bad. Dr Makhov could already see the headlines, the humiliation! And there would probably be an investigation too…. And the last thing she needed was anyone really looking into her background… And there was no way out thanks to the idiotic cops mistake! She was probably going to have to move again once this all blew up in her face! Just like when she had been-
A smile crept across Dr Makhov’s face. She had been in this school too long given she hadn’t noticed the opportunity before her. She could kill two birds with one stone, conditioning this twit into just the schoolgirl he was ‘supposed’ to be and having some fun in the process. She would have to make sure the girl was completely vapid little bimbo by the time she was through – it would further destroy any credibility Samantha might have if she ‘claimed’ to be anyone else. And of course, why turn Sam here into just a schoolgirl, when she could make him into an airheaded school slut?
Oh yes, this was going to be like the good old days. But where to begin?
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