Kidaroc 2.0

[AshK]

In the O.R., the doctor handed Jaina a pale pink hospital gown that didn't close at the back, "Change into this please. And I'm not sure about the Martial Arts, you'll have to ask your commanding officer."

Jaina stripped everything down to her bra and panties. She took the bra off, but left the panties on so her rump wouldn't be shown for everyone to see. Since it covered the front and didn't close at the back, she knew to keep her panties on and take the bra off. "By the way Ma'am, after this procedure that I am getting done today, will I still need to take the hormone treatments I take everyday?" Jaina asked.

Jaina would worry about her Martial Arts situation later. Right now she just wanted to be complete.

[Knight Errant]

"You will see soon enough, Wendel..." Says Isaac, smiling slightly at the small boy's enthusiasm. But then he turns his attention to Calon, his smile remaining in place. "It was a pleasure, as always. As for what I need right now..." He glances at Wendel. "Transportation, and anything on this list." He unfolds a piece of paper with a list of machine parts, raw materials, electronics, and chemicals. "I'm eager to get back to my garage and continue my next invention." He grins. "Perhaps you will see it yourself when its done... I can promise it will put my latest invention to shame."

[Zoey]

Damian glared and tried not to start a fight. It was sickening as they were partying while the boys suffered in their barracks. Still Damian powered through to the communications room and tried to get a seat with his back against the wall. "Tch..." she murmered as she glanced around trying to act normal just in case as he tried to get the info that he wanted about the map. Also in the mean time he tried to establish communications with the boys base. This could be a golden opportunity to send to them all the information he could.

[Blaze]

Issac keeps his walking pace, not wanting to over exert himself. It was going to be a long hike and he didn't want to stop for as long as possible least the boys send a search party after them. Lagging behind the soldiers, he watches their condition progress, trying to keep his mind off the fact the same thing wasa happening to him.

"So... how long have you all been fighting?" he asks.

[muffinstud]

Walt couldn't help but yelp at each jerk as she slowly ripped his hair out. He looked down in fear and lingering pain at the smooth flesh of his own leg. Given a little time to become less angry, it didn't look much different from the girl's from the knee down. He flinched and squirmed and did his best to avoid getting the wax on his face. He was successful in preserving his eyebrows, but his precious beard was just too large a target. "You don't scare me. You can't use the Zeta on me, and I've got what you want." Walt glared at her in defiance. "I may be tied up, but I'm in control here. Not you."

Walt's flinching was allowed...this time. Though the veteran boy could tell that if she'd wanted to his head wouldn't be moving at all. "With as many numbers as we have, Walt. Do you honestly think we'd lose even if your boys figure out how to pull this off? Zeta is a last resort, to be sure. Your mind could be used...but if your mind won't be turned, we always need more bodies." she said with a smile as she quickly ripped the boy's facial hair off!

The boy's eyes watered and he screamed pathetically. The facial hair hurt a lot more than the leg hair, and it took him a good minute or two to get over the pain. His lips especially felt tender. He couldn't help the little drip coming out from his nose, making him look all the more helpless. "Do... do your worst. I can grow it back. You'll see. They'll send a team for me, I'll get out, and we'll give you a reason to finally be afraid of us."

[Brnin8r]

The doctor nodded, "Only during your recovery. Once that's done, we simply give you a pill that maintains your hormone levels rather than alters them so your testosterone won't attempt to balance itself out." she said as she led Jaina to the room, "Now we'll have you lay down on the table and get you started." she ushered with her hand to the table. There was a goodly amount of technological equipment, IVs, Respirators, Anesthetic dispensers, the whole shebang.

***

Calon nodded, "I can only hope so. We're falling back faster and faster with each siege. Your transport is ready at any time to take you back to your garage. If you'd like to go to the junkyard yourself it's always open. If not, we can have one of our engineers gather these parts and take it to you." the general looked weary as he sighed, "However, as much as talking to you about the future interests me, I must attend to the boys. Morale's in desperate need of raising around here with little to do about it." he said as if he were opening up to a peer instead of a subordinate. Without another word he turned on his feet and left. Wendel looked to Calon and then back to Isaac, They are losing was all he clicked.

***

There were only a few girls in the communications room, establishing connections with the sattelite units around the city via walkie-talkies. As Damian entered, one instantly turned on him, "Are you here to help?" was all she asked. The girl was dressed in a conservative uniform, much less revealing than some of the other older girls, though her body may suggest why. Despite her age, she was much less developed in the bosom area, though her hips were of normal proportions, giving her an attractive pear-shaped frame. Her hair was a brown, curly style that was frayed slightly from her working on the communications. Her bright eyes practically pierced through into Damian's soul. He got the feeling she didn't suspect a thing but he knew suddenly to be careful.

***

Tom was the first to speak, "2nd in command of the frontline units. Been fighting on the fronts for the last six months and managed to survive long enought to go up to that rank. Chris here's a unit captain, just promoted." his last sentence was tinged with regret. Chris, however smiled weakly; Sean would have noticed that he was taking this slightly better than everyone else...either that or he's just been quiet the whole time out here. Barry slowed down until he was behind the group, watching the rear, "I'm just a cadet...been one for the whole war." the fact itself rang an awkward bell in Sean's mind...no one he'd known had remained a cadet for so long without being converted or promoted.

***

Walt's torturer only laughed, "I think you're about to become the most disappointed boy soldier I've yet to see. They'll never send a team for you. If they do, it won't ever get to you. As for your hair, I'm sure after your laser treatment over the next couple of months the only hair you'll be growing are your eyelashes, eyebrows, and your long. luscious. hair." she punctuated each word with an unnatural mirth as she reached for a long strap designed to hold the boy's head steady. Her lithe frame concealed her actual strength as she easily shoved Walt's chair to the back of the wall where hooks designed for that very strap were. "Now let's do something about that blank canvas you call a face...maybe when you see the girl you're about to be you'll think about telling me about this project." she said as she fastened the boy's head tightly behind the strap.

***

As Julie and Alex loitered about in the room, Julie getting her stuff ready and Alex...sitting knowing he wouldn't survive two seconds outside, there was a knock at the door. It was Alyse! She didn't bother to wait for permission to enter and pushed her way. The first thing Alex would notice was that she hadn't exchanged her uniform yet...in fact...it looked like she had geared up a little more! She had on her side a pistol with a couple clips of Femme X darts, a rifle across her back, a gas grenade, and a baton that looked like a wooden sword. "Hey gals, what's rocking?" she asked casually, looking to Alex for a respons more than Julie, who was obviously busy.

[AshK]

The doctor nodded, "Only during your recovery. Once that's done, we simply give you a pill that maintains your hormone levels rather than alters them so your testosterone won't attempt to balance itself out." she said as she led Jaina to the room, "Now we'll have you lay down on the table and get you started." she ushered with her hand to the table. There was a goodly amount of technological equipment, IVs, Respirators, Anesthetic dispensers, the whole shebang.

Jaina nodded as she sat on the edge of the table and removed her panties revealing her shame that she wanted to be rid of as soon as she could.

"I understand doctor." Jaina said as she laid down on the table and waited.

[Knight Errant]

Isaac nods to the general, letting him leave without another word. At Wendel's words, he looks over to the small boy and smiles. "Yes they are... but let me tell you an old saying. 'Necessity is the mother of invention.' With things becoming more and more desperate, I expect either this war will turn ugly... or the boy's engineers will rise to the challenge. I try to set an example... but some just aren't touched with genius." He shrugs.

"Either way, its not really my concern. I'm not interested in this brawl between the genders... Only in the sense that it gives me an opportunity to build my inventions." He begins moving to the garage. "This is something you need to understand about me, Wendel. I only answer to myself. I'd be willing to do business with the girls... but most of the time they are too stupid to make me an offer. That and the desperation of the boys keeps them constantly buying what I have to sell."

He pauses to let that sink in, as he enters the garage to see what they have readied for him.

[Zilla]

"Ugh... What was on that cloth?", he mumbled, rubbing both balled up hands into his eyes as he tried to straighten back up, and unsteadily crossed over to the mirror. He seemed to inspect himself with a frown, brushing his hair with his fingers before rubbing his throat, and then turned to kook at the Girl Scout with a confused expression. "Why are you... sticking up for me? You could have just turned me over... ". His expression saddened a little as he looked down over himself, "... You know we're not going to fool anyone... right?".

Julie answered his questions in turn. "Chloroform and Femme X. It's a diluted solution, you weren't supposed to actually breathe any of it..." She didn't know how much it would infect him or not, but if it did, it may have made her job easier. Julie shrugged as she set her things on her bed, taking them out and putting them in their proper place. "I'm sticking up for you because..." Julie came to a full stop as her mind reeled, trying to justify her actions. She couldn't admit to herself that the pleading look in his eyes, the soft searching for comfort, and the way he seemed so jealous had made her feel like someone actually wanted her. She tried focusing on all the weird things he did, looking up her skirt, shivering at her touch, and the uncomfortable squirming she felt when she put on that show of hugging him. "Because I'm not going to let them make it all okay for you, and let you off easy. I want to be sure we're even before I let you go."

She sighed at the last remark. "I'm going to try, and if I can't, I'm going to let them know just what you did, and why I'm doing what I'm doing. And then they'll probably have their own fun..." She turned back to her clothes, when she realized that his presence may have been a slight problem...

Julie was a little surprised at the sudden intrusion, with Alyse looking armed to the teeth. "What's with the gear?" she asked. She'd already turned her stuff in, and had just been thinking of some unforeseen problems of having a guy in her room regarding changing clothing. "Are they sending you out again? So soon after being rescued?" She glanced hesitantly to Alex. "You'd better get changed out of those baggy boy clothes. They don't even fit you..."

[muffinstud]

The boy thumps against the wall with a grunt. Try as he might, Walt just can't get the leverage he needs to keep torturer from fastening the restraint. Now with every limb of his body completely immobile, he breathes faster in anticipation of the next terrible, feminine, and painful deed. "It's not going to work. I know you'll just turn me into one of you after I talk anyways. I've got no reason to give you anything."

[Harri-chan]

"You're kidding?", he asked, loose hair swishing about as he turned to look back over at her, one hand lifting to press against his throat. Upon seeing her expression, his face went rather pale, "... you're not". Feeling the strength leaving his knees, he stumbled to the bed and lowered himself onto the edge of it, the brown curls tumbling over his shoulder to hang down against his chest as he looked over himself. "Is it true, all the stories? They said you don't even remember who you are... ". Glancing up, he met her gaze as she began to explain her reasons for doing this, his eyes widening in suprise as she trailed off, and seemed... lost for words.

For a long moment, he waited hopefully for her to continue, but when she did, his shoulders slumped, and a slight frown creased his forehead when she revealed she just wanted him to suffer. "Wait... what I did? I was just minding my own business when you dragged me into the truck!", he whined. The sudden opening of the door caused his heart to skip a beat, but... there was suprising relief upon seeing it was Alyse. His lips parted slightly, but before he could say anything, Julie had already asked the question, and he sunk back into himself, just blushing at being greeted as a 'gal'.

He was expecting the two girls to forget about him in their conversation, so it was quite a shock when Julie glanced across at him and suggested he get out of his clothes. He hesitated, brown eyes shifting back and forth between the two girls before rising to his feet. He was trying his hardest to not look too eager as he unbuttoned his pants, but was helped by the genuine discomfort and distress that came with letting them fall down to his ankles, the t-shirt not really long enough to cover his underwear. Tugging off his boots, he then slipped the pants over his feet, and looked to Julie, "What am I going to wear instead... ?".

[Blaze]

Issac gives Tom a friendly pat and glances at Chris, noticing how quiet he was being. Turning around to look at Barry, he frowns.

"A cadet that long? How did you manage that?"

[Zoey]

Damian kept his pokerface as he entered the room. Quickly turning to his training he curtsied a bit before the military salute. "Sargent Haley Rose, of the Girl Scout Corps. I just came here to get some map information" he says firmly trying to hide her bag filled with party night clothes. He looked firmly at the girl even if he knew she wasn't aware of nothing, but still it was a bit unerving when they stared back at you.

[Brnin8r]

"Just breathe this in and count down from 100 to 1." the doctor said as she placed the anesthetic mask over Jaina's face. With luck, the girl might get to 97...

***

Wendel followed close behind, remaining silent only after responding with a quick clicking I don't want to lose. As the two boys reached the garage, they found themselves staring at a sleek Mazda motorcycle. Obviously stolen from a derelict dealer, the bike was black with various forest camo designs dotting it. It would be a quick and easy ride to Isaac's garage for sure. Where do you live? Wendel asked as he looked the bike up and down.

***

"Yup." Alyse said bluntly as she swung her backpack down to the ground with a thud, hinting at more equipment than it looked to hold. "I'm going to need to take Missy here for a ride. They're doing inspections and there's no way they won't know Alex is a boy. Believe me we don't want to get caught harboring a boy. They'll send him to the herding zone and innoculate him for a swift transformation and we'll be court martialed, moved to the sewing or foraging groups of Society." Alyse was referring to the other girls, transformed or otherwise who stayed in the cities overrun by girls to work on the army clothes and food to be sent to the front lines...their life was dull by Alyse's standard. "I volunteered to scout out for any rogue boys in the city and that should be plenty of time for inspections to determine we don't have a girl." she knelt down and pulled from the backpack a pair of Mary Jane heels, some high, white stockings, a black and red plaid skirt, and a white blouse. "These are my clothes...and they might be baggy up around your flat chest, but that'll help hide the fact." she said, practically lightning fast. "Julie, you'll need to stay here for inspection. The only one they'll be expecting gone is me and the other forward scout. Everyone else will be called for attendance." she explained, as if Julie might not know despite her experience.

***

Walt was helpless to resist the girl's movements as she carefully pulled a long tube of lipstick from a makeup kit that was laid open on the table, a fact Walt hadn't missed. "Now pout like the cutie you are." she said as she gripped Walt's chin tight, forcing his masculine, thin lips to pucker and applied the bright pink makeup. Not caring for a good job, she placed the stick on the table when finished and grabbed a powder for blush, "We'll have such fun doing this for the next few months and then if you haven't talked, you'll be doing this for yourself after we forcibly turn you. Talk and your suffering will be less." she said cryptically.

***

Barry shrugged, "I have my days...and when those days happen, people best keep their distance." he changed his voice inflection to sound informative and superior: "This cadet had proven to be 'too violent' for promotion. His anger issues will be best served on the front lines." Tom's and Chris' mouths slowly lifted in a weak smile as they already knew his situation, though it was clear they weren't trying to provoke the boy.

***

"What logistics are you looking for? This battlefields or another?" she asked. Damian would get the feeling she was much smarter than she was letting on...her voice inflection sounded almost as if she was bored at her job, which looked complicated enough. "I can have either pulled up in a few minutes. In the meantime, do you have a minute to help or are you swamped with other duties." she said, the word 'other' emphasized with heavy sarcasm as she did so.

[Knight Errant]

Isaac gets on the bike, starting it up. Looking to Wendel. "I live in a old factory I've converted for my use. Come on... its not far from here."