Instead of following the guard, I said, “Hey. We don’t have a room yet. Don’t we get one?”

Sounding really annoyed, the guard said, “Look here, you insolent little whore. You must do what I say. I’m not asking.”

Toni stepped next to me and said, “We were told we’d get a hotel room for the night.”

The guard started to unhook a couple leather collars. Looking pissed, he said, “You weren’t told what night, now were you?” He took a few steps towards us.

Dee stepped out from her kitchen and called out, “Officer. They’ve just been defrosted and they weren’t told anything. If you cut them some slack, when you get back, I’ll make a realmeat sandwich for you.”

The officer stopped walking towards us and looked over at Dee. “On the level?”

Dee grinned at him. “On the level.”

The guard turned back to us. “I’d be honored if you two lovely ladies will accompany me to the administration building? You still have to go, but I won’t punish you. You’ll be assigned a room after your evaluation. It may take a day or two for you to be assigned your man. Please follow me.” He turned and walked to the doorway of the restaurant.

To Toni I said, “Let’s go. I doubt we’ll get asked nicely more than once.” She nodded.

We followed the guard for about 100 meters to an intersection. There was a lift. The guard punched the call button. We waited for almost a minute before the door opened. We followed the guard inside. I wondered if we’d be going up or down to the lower levels.

There were no buttons along the door. The guard said, “Administration level.”

A pleasant woman’s voice came from somewhere. “Welcome Charlie45C1-VV13. Reason for request?”

Charlie looked over at Toni and me. “Evaluations for Melissa-1123009B and Toni-333GH5.”

The door to the lift closed and the pleasant voice said, “You may proceed.”

I felt the obvious motion of the lift ascending the shaft. Toni tightened her grip on my hand and she looked terrified. I’m sure I did as well. I had no idea what fresh hell awaited us.

With a ding, the lift’s door slid open and cool, fresh air slid into the lift. A quick glance showed nice, soft carpeting on the floors, space worthy view panels in sealed recesses. An attractive young woman wearing a tight fitting dress sat at a reception desk. She looked up as we entered.

As if it was an everyday occurrence, which I guess here on Mars it is, the woman asked, “Are these two girls here for their evaluations?” The guard merely nodded. I got the impression he didn’t like having to deal with a female. The woman then asked, “Names?”

Prodding me in my back, the guard barked, “Name, bitch.”

I said, “Melissa-1123009B.”

And Toni just said, “Toni.”

Frowning, the woman said, “Toni what? We have four Toni’s on the roster for today.”

Folding her arms, Toni said, “Toni… Uh… Oh, Toni-333GH5.”

The woman pointed at a chair and said, “Melissa, take a seat. You’ll have to wait for the guard to return after delivering Toni. Officer, taker Toni down that hall to Mr. Halls office. Return here to escort Melissa.”

The guard took a firm grip on Toni’s arm and pulled on her. “This way, slut.”

Up until this point, Toni had managed to maintain a stoic façade. That faded to terror in her eyes as she was led away.

After a few silent moments, I looked over at the woman behind the desk. Just trying to fill the time, I asked, “How’s your day been?”

She looked at me like I was an idiot. “Seriously? I sit here all day directing people to various administrators or sending young girls for sex with them. If I don’t think about it, it’s an easy gig.”

Curious, I asked, “Did you get promoted from being a comfort girl?”

Twisting her face into a scowl, she exclaimed, “Fuck no! Everyone assumes every woman on Mars is a whore. I got this job from an earth-based employment agency. Bastards made a job on Mars sound sexy and exciting. Living on another planet does sound exciting. It’s not. I still have two years left in my contract. I thought I was going to be assigned to the tourist side.”

I looked at my hands and said, “I’d give anything to have your job.”

Nodding, the woman said, “I sure as hell don’t want yours. Thank God I have a solid contract. Several times I’ve been threatened with being a comfort girl. I can’t wait to get out of here. I should have taken that offer on Titan.”

About then the guard returned. He indicated I should stand.

The woman checked her computer screen and announced, “Melissa goes down that hall to Mr. Gowan’s office.”

The guard grasped my arm tightly. I said, “You’re hurting me.”

He tightened his grip. “This way, slut.”

Chuck the guard walked me down a long corridor lined with doors, most closed. A few opened doors revealed other women receptionists. One opened to a meeting room that had someone shouting. Another office had three woman chatting and giggling. Any woman we met in the corridor would look away and not make eye contact. Men dressed in suits would leer at me.

We finally reached a large door. The sign on the door read, “Mr. Horace Gowan – Administrator - North Mining Operations.” The guard loosened his grip slightly. My arm was going numb. He reached over and pressed a button.

Through a speaker grill by the door, a gruff voice said, “State your business.”

The guard stood a bit straighter and said, “Security, sir. The girl you requested.”

The door buzzed and I heard a lock disengage. “Bring her in.”

I was led into a huge office. One whole wall was a solid window with a breath-taking view of the Martian surface. There was a very large office desk. Several very large screens festooned the other walls. And most surprising was an oversized bed in one corner. A lone man stood by the windows looking outward.

Without turning around, the man said, “Release her. You are dismissed.”

The guard finally let go of my arm. “Yes, sir.” I heard the door close behind me.

I just stood there, not sure what to do. My legs were shaking. Everything suddenly became all too real. Regardless of my past, I’m now just a teen girl, scared out of her mind, about to have sex with man. Talk about intimidation!

Still without turning to face me, the man, who I assumed was this Mr. Gowan, said, “Come here, girl. Let’s have a look at you.”

At first, the muscles in my legs refused to operate. I just stood there and shook for a few moments. Finally I was about to walk towards the man by the window. When I got close, he finally turned to face me.

I expected gnarled and twisted monster, but actually, he was a rather handsome young man in his early thirties. He was dressed business casual. He smiled and beckoned me closer.

“Such a gorgeous specimen. I might keep you for myself. Come closer, dear. No need to be frightened.” He reached over and touched my hair. “You really are quite beautiful.” He touched one of my breasts. “Perfect size and shape tits. I’m tempted to move you to the top of the list, but that also depends on how good you fuck. Were you a woman before regen?”

It took me a moment to find my voice. I said, “No, sir.”

Mr. Gowan chuckled. “Relax, honey. Nobody is going to expect you to be a Master of sex with men right away.” He pointed at his bed. “Let’s sit down and get to know each other a little bit.”

I nodded and hesitantly started to walk towards the bed. Mr. Gowan smiled and walked behind me.

“That is such a lovely ass, sweetie,” remarked Mr. Gowan from behind me. “Oh, before you sit down, go ahead and strip. Yes, all the way. I want to see what all we’re dealing with.”

I frowned and nervously unzipped the front of my coveralls. All the new arrives, Toni and me included, we wearing blue coveralls with yellow accents. Underneath I wore a white bra and panties. I stepped out of the coveralls, but left the underwear on.

Mr. Gowan wiggled his finger. “Come on now. All of it. Don’t be bashful.”

I reached behind me and fumbled with the bra straps. When I was much younger, I was nervous about in front of other men in the shower. This man is about to fuck me, which just makes it worse.

As my panties slid down to my ankles, Mr. Gowan’s grin spread wide across his face. “Oh my, girl. You are truly magnificent. I don’t know if you were aware of this, but the regen process uses your own genetics to feminize you. Nature most definitely did you wrong by making you male. Very lovely. Turn around slowly. Let me get a good look at you.”

As I did as he told me, I thought about what he’d said. I’m sure it’s true. My mother was a beautiful woman. Stands to reason I would be as well.

He pointed at the bed gesturing for me to sit. “Honey, you are the real deal. Sadly, not many regen females are as gorgeous as you.” Laughing, he said, “No joke, I might keep you for myself.”

We spent the next fifteen or so minutes with Mr. Gowan asking me questions about my past. I was becoming more comfortable with him, which I guess was the point. He never addressed me by my name.

He slid his fingers through my hair and laid a hand on my leg. He held the back of my head as he leaned in to me. “Just beautiful.” I felt a tingle as his lips touched mine. Oh, God, I thought to myself. I’m really going to have sex with a man.

To be continued…