The Lieutenants eyes went to the wall furthest from the door just behind him.
This was obviously a kitchen area.
There was a refrigerator, a pantry, kitchen cabinets, a counter top with drain board, a table with chairs and a sink.
Beside that was a stove and oven top with a microwave on the counter.
The kitchen and exam room had tiled floors, but the rest of the room was carpeted in a deep plush pink that his feet sank into more than any ordinary carpet.
It felt that if he fell on his face from a standing position, it probably wouldn’t hurt a bit. There were no windows in this room and only one door in or out.
Rolie turned to one of his captors and asked, “Am I supposed to take care of your children or something?” The Captain spoke this time and she only said one thing, though she said it quite loudly, “SILENCE!”.
The Captain walked to the wall with the baby supplies and grabbed an item from a drawer returning to Rolie with a meaningful stride.
She showed Rolie what would have been a baby pacifier with the exception of the rubber nipple on it, which was replaced by a small, soft rubber, flaccid-looking object.
The Lieutenant started to say “Wait…” but the Major stopped him mid sentence. “You were told to remain quiet, you were warned that you would be punished”
She pushed a big red button on the wall by the door.
The sounds of a key turning and a bolt sliding came from the door and 2 very large and husky WM’s leaped inside.
They were half crouched and their arms were raised part way at the ready. One had a net and the other had a taser in her hand.
Rolie’s jaw dropped as he witnessed the stunning display of force and the Major took that opportunity to pop the rubber pacifier into his mouth and snap a securing strap around the back of his head so he couldn’t spit it out.
“This should shut you up”, she sneared. She warned the Lieutenant that his guards were only seconds away, that there were alarm buttons in every station of the room.
Further, the room was monitored by security cameras at all times.
The Major pointed to a few spots on the upper walls but they were too camouflaged by the baby decorations to be seen. The guards were dismissed and they disappeared as fast as they arrived.
Rolie tried to expand the inside of his mouth away from the horrible thing in his mouth. His wide eyes betrayed the distress he felt having a small rubber penis in his mouth.
Even now at his age, he was conflicted about his feelings. Sometimes he was as straight a line between two points but during his dress up fantasies things got decidedly twisty.
He did not consider himself to be “gay”. He was a hardcore Marine, a force to be reckoned with.
The Major watched Rolie’s mind flail about for several minutes.
You could almost read his thoughts as his face pantomimed his distress. Finally the Major explained, “The Colonel has ordered us to turn you into a Woman Marine starting from the ground up.
This means you will be treated like a baby girl in every way until you have learned all of it’s life’s lessons and conform satisfactorily to that lifestyle.
If you manage to graduate, you will become a little girl. If you can convincingly present yourself as a little girl then you will be allowed to become a preteen, then a teen and finally… after significant training… a Woman Marine.”
“If you think all of this was created just for you, you shouldn’t flatter yourself.
You are just one of many egotistical men who’s over-inflated self worth has earned them this psychological reprogramming.
Escape is impossible, resistance is futile. Let’s get started.” The pretty young girl he saw when he first entered the room walked up to Rolie and stepped behind him. He only now noticed that she was wearing a nurses dress. She had a stethoscope around her neck and a hypo in her hand.
