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Sonic watched his reflection closely as he applied his lipstick, the waxy cosmetic dyeing his lips a vibrant red colour. He pressed them together a bit, letting the substance smooth out, before pulling them apart with a deliberate "mwah!" sound. With a few dabs of a tissue to wipe away the excess, his makeup was complete. Foundation to hide his blemishes, blush to add a bit of colour, false eyelashes along with mascara and eyeshadow to make his eyes pop, and lipstick to make his lips look plump and kissable. All of which he'd applied as expertly as if he'd done so his entire life. He adjusted the bustline of his dress, making sure it showed off his cleavage just right, before he lifted his skirt to slip his nylon-clad feet into the pair of pumps sat under his chair. Spritzing himself with perfume and draping a feather boa around his shoulders, he took one last look at his reflection. He was gorgeous. He was glamorous. He was the picture of femininity. And god, did he hate it. He hated the feeling of makeup on his face. He hated the garish, eye- catching outfits he wore. He hated how every pair of shoes he owned added at least three inches to his height. He hated how he couldn't walk without shaking his hips. He hated the feeling of breasts pulling on his chest and the way they jiggled with every high-heeled step. He hated the way people looked at him whenever he left the house all dolled up, and he hated how he had to pretend to like it. He hated his new job at Club Rouge, he hated flaunting his new self on-stage, he hated all the girly songs he had to sing, and he hated the audience cheering him on every second of the way. He hated everything about who and what he had become: Sonique the Glamhog, Station Square's most fabulous drag queen. But most of all, he hated the way his former best friend had been treating him since his transformation. Grabbing his purse, the buxom blue blur made his way downstairs. Through a door leading to the house's workshop, he saw a pair of fox tails swishing as their owner worked away on something. "Tails, darling," Sonic called over to him. "I'm heading to work, okay?" He saw the tails go stiff for a moment before lowering to the ground. Sonic sighed. "Tails, did you hear me?" He approached the workshop, his heels tapping on the hardwood floor. "I said-" "I heard you!" Tails stormed out, grease and oil staining his orange fur as he lifted a pair of goggles from his face, exposing his glaring blue eyes. "I heard loud and clear, you're heading back to that club you love so much, to sing and prance around like a sissy!" Sonic winced, knowing fine well where he learnt that kind of attitude. "Sweetie, listen to me-" "Why should I?" Tails huffed. "I used to look up to you! You were everything I wanted to be, and it turns out you're... you're like THIS! And you lied to me all along about it!" "Look, it's not like that!" "Then explain these!" He grabbed at Sonic's chest and gave his breasts a rough squeeze. Sonic let out a startled yelp, stumbling back before he hit the ground butt-first. "Or better yet, DON'T! I don't wanna hear ANYTHING about how you turned yourself into... THIS! Heck, people think that because YOU'RE like this then I must be too!" "Tails, please...!" "Save it!" Tails snapped. "I don't want ANYTHING to do with you anymore! As soon as my acceptance letter arrives, I'm moving out. So just leave me alone!" He turned on his heel and stalked back into his workshop, slamming the door behind him. Sonic sighed, slowly standing up and dusting his dress off. He wasn't surprised, after all this was exactly how Sonic himself would have acted if the situation was reversed. The letter he mentioned was something that he had mixed feelings about. Not long before all this began happening, Tails had been thinking about returning to school, even applying for some of the top universities in the country. And of course with his intelligence, it was a given he'd be accepted. He pretty much aced any entrance exam without question, so all he was waiting for was an official acceptance letter so he could enrol once the school year started. On the one hand he was ecstatic for his little buddy to get into any school like that... on the other he didn't want him to leave hating him. Trying to ignore how much Tails' words hurt, he simply left the house. The night air caused him to shiver in his revealing outfit, drawing his boa tighter as if it would somehow keep him warm, and he stepped out. "Another argument with Tails, Sonique?" The busty bigot nearly tripped in his heels at the voice, turning his attention upwards. Sat cross-legged on the edge of his roof was an all- too-familiar bat, the source of all his anguish. "Rouge!" He gulped. "Y... you heard all that?" "Every word," she answered, sliding off the roof and landing in front of him. "And I have to say, I'm not impressed. I would've thought that seeing his hero now so much more understanding of LBGT+ community would have made him reconsider his attitude, but it seems he's worse than ever." Her pink lips drew into a smirk. "Maybe I should help him UNDERSTAND a bit better." Under his makeup, Sonic's face went white. "You... you wouldn't..." "Why wouldn't I?" Rouge asked. "What's the difference between how you acted and how he's acting?" "It's a huge difference! He's just a kid, he doesn't know any better!" "Isn't that all the more reason he has to learn?" "I... I..." Panic was obvious across the former hero's face, something that just made Rouge chuckle. "Tell you what," she said, placing a hand on her hip. "Since you've been such a good girl for me the past few weeks, I promise not to lay a finger on him." "Y-You mean it?" Sonic's face practically lit up. "Of course! Agent's honour! Now come on, you're late for work." She reached into her breastplate and drew out a set of keys with a heart- shaped fob. "I know you can't exactly run like you used to, so how about I give you a lift?" "Yeah, sure..." Sonic breathed a sigh of relief. It was kind of degrading for a speedster like himself, but it was nothing compared to what he endured, plus it would protect Tails. Rouge smirked. "What was that?" Sonic quickly forced a smile. "I mean of course, darling! How could anyone ever expect me to run without messing up my outfit?" "Atta girl!" she laughed and led Sonic to her car. As she got into the driver's seat, she took a glance at the duo's home and chuckled to herself. She'd keep her promise alright. SHE wouldn't do anything to Tails. * * * * * Tails hovered through the air with his namesake twirling behind him, a piece of paper held in his hands. His eyes darted from side to side at the ground below. "Let's see... aha, there it is!" He smiled and descended to his location, feet landing softly on the ground and he peered up at the school before him. It was a bit out of the way, just on the outskirts of the Mystic Ruins, but for someone capable of flight that wasn't an issue. The building had a very classical look to it, aesthetically patterned after Victorian-era architecture. The roof slates were a deep purple colour while the outer walls were a flawless white, doors and windows outlined in gold. Between the doors and the gates extended a large and well-maintained garden with fine stone pathways, tastefully pruned shrubbery, with even a large and elegant fountain right in the middle. By the entrance was a large golden plaque reading "L'Hirondelle Violette Academy". Tails duble-checked the paper he was carrying. Dear Monsieur Miles Prower, We are delighted to inform you that you have been accepted at L'Hirondelle Violette. Please come to the enclosed address to be fitted for your uniform and enrolled in your classes. We look forward to your presence. Signed Principal Adjoint Ciel L'Aigrette With a nod, satisfied he had the right place, Tails tucked the letter into the pocket of his gloves and pushed through the doors. The inside of the building was just as extravagant and well maintained as the outside; the tiled floors were polished to a mirror-like shine, while the varnished wood detailing was completely free of scratches or scuffs. It was obvious just from the look and name of the place it was definitely a high-class school, and Tails had been accepted! Of course he'd been confident somewhere like this would accept him anyway, but it was still a good feeling! He didn't even remember applying to this one, but he'd applied for so many it was to be expected he'd forget a few. Ad if he hadn't applied, wasn't that an even greater sign of his intelligence, that THEY'D seek HIM out? Now he just had to find someone to direct him to the principal's office... "Non, non, non! This is absolument inacceptable!" Tails turned in the direction of the heavily-accented voice. Just a little ways down a hall stood a tall, intimidating looking egret. Her feathers were a snowy white colour and her long thin beak was pulled into a frown. A pair of spectacles sat on her face, held in place by a chain attached to the pocket of her burgundy suit jacket. A matching pencil skirt and court shoes along with black stockings flattered her body nicely, with a blue silk ascot tied around her neck and tucked in front of her chest. Her figure was unmistakably curvy and voluptuous, something even someone as young as Tails could appreciate, yet she was still quite stout and broad-shouldered. Her entire person exuded authority, especially with the way she glowered down at the two students before her. Said students, a squirrel and the raccoon lowered their heads in shame. They were dressed in identical uniforms; purple blazers with gold detailing over a white blouse, a red ribbon tied in a bow around their collars, and purple pleated skirts with gold along the hem. On the right- hand side of the blazer, right over their heart, was a golden "HV" emblem, while around their necks were blue chokers with a pink emblem of a bird spreading its wings. Neither one could have been older than Tails himself. The bird narrowed her eyes at the pair. "Running in the halls? Honteux! Such conduct will not be tolerated! I will have to inform la directrice of your shocking behaviour! What do you have to say for yourselves?" "W... we're sorry, Madame L'Aigrette!" the two students said together. Tails watched for a bit before he stepped forward. "Um, excuse me..." The three turned to look at the young fox in surprise. The avian's face quickly broke out into a smile. "Ah, Monsieur Prower, how wonderful you could make it!" she said, quickly adjusting her glasses. "I'm terribly sorry you had to witness such... such... une telle laideur so early into your visit!" She glanced back at the pair she had been speaking to. "Vous Deux! Back to class, immediatement! I shall deal with you both at a later time!" The two students both gulped and hurried off. The egret turned her attention back to Tails. "Permettez-moi de me pr?senter, s'il vous pla?t," she said with a deep bow. "I am Madame Ciel L'Aigrette, principal adjoint of this fine ?tablissement. Let me be the first to welcome you to our beloved L'Hirondelle Violette Academy!" Tails blushed but smiled, scratching the back of his neck. "Oh, there's no need to be so formal, eh, Madame. I'm just happy to know I was accepted!" "That is tr?s merveilleux to hear, monsieur!" Madame L'Aigrette said as she straightened up. "Come with me, s'il vous pla?t." She turned and walked down one of the hallways, her heels tapping on the floors loudly. Tails quickly hurried after her. From the other end of the hall two pairs of eyes watched them leave. "Dang. Can't believe HE's actually here," the squirrel said with a frown. "Why not?" the raccoon responded, scowling. "He's Sonique's best friend, I'm not surprised at all. Besides, he's always thought he was so special because of how smart he was!" "Heh, yeah, he deserves everything he gets!" the squirrel chuckled. "Anyway, we'd better get to class, we don't want Madame getting any angrier with us." "Yeah, sure." The raccoon smirked. "Race you there, Theresa!" "Don't call me that, Michael!" the squirrel whined, hurrying after his friend. * * * * * "This ?tablissement is very happy to welcome one such as yourself, Monsieur Prower," Madame L'Aigrette said. She took strong, measured steps down the hall, her wings clasped behind her perfectly straight back. "Within the many years that this school has been operating, we are proud to say that every student has left here fully moulded into the perfect young lady!" "Young lady?" Tails asked, hurrying alongside her. "What do you mean?" Madame L'Aigrette paused for a moment before she looked down at the young fox. "Ah, pardonne-moi, I forgot to mention. L'Hirondelle's was originally built as a girl's school; it is only recently we have begun to accept male students." Tails frowned, but it did explain a few things. For starters the building did have a bit of... feminine feel to it. Plus as they'd been walking, Tails had noticed a fw students milling about, and there wasn't a single one the wasn't wearing a skirt. They all wore the same uniform as the two he'd seen earlier, in the same purple-white-red-gold pallette, though he did notice that only some of them had the same chokers he'd seen on the squirrel and raccoon while others didn't. The chokers versus non-chokers split seemed to be roughly even, His curious mind couldn't help but wonder the significance... perhaps they were the class representatives? No, there was far too many with chokers for that to be it, plus why would class reps be getting yelled at...? "Hm... I guess that DOES explain the look of the place. No offence, Madame L'Aigrette, but this place is kind of...y'know..." He mulled the thought in his head over, trying to find the right word. "...girly. You sure I'll fit in here?" "Oh, Monsieur, I promise you that not only will fit in perfectly, we will help remake you into the kind of person you never thought you could be!" the egret said with a chuckle. "Indeed, allowing male students was the idea of our new directrice-ah, excuse, I of course refer to our headmistress. She is young in years, true, but much like yourself her age belies her true intelligence, and within the few short months she has worked here she has completely revitalised L'Hirondelle's into one of the most outstanding establishments I have ever had the pleasure of working in!" "Wow, she's really that good?" Tails asked with wide eyes. "Ohohoho, you will see for yourself soon enough," Madame L'Aigrette said, opening a door. "Now this way, s'il vous pla?t. We have some things to finalise, such as your uniform, before you meet her." The young fox beamed and nodded, heading into the room she indicated. Within, a starling and a blue jay, both dressed professionally (presumably also being teachers) were waiting for him. Madame L'Aigrette entered behind him, making sure the door was closed. "Now then, ladies, if you would be so kind?" she asked, taking a handkerchief out of her pocket and pressing it against her beak. "Huh?" Tails looked at her oddly, meaning he didn't see the starling approach with a small silver device until it was too late. With a push of the button, a thin mist was released from the tip of the device that quickly enveloped Tails' head. "H-Hey, what the... the..." The mist quickly took effect, and the fox began to sway slightly. His eyelids felt heavy, and before he knew it he fell into a dreamless sleep. * * * * * "...wakey wakey, shorty!" Tails winced as he was roused from his slumber. He rubbed at his forehead with a groan. "Wh... what happened...?" "Welcome to the land of the living, Tails! Did you enjoy your beauty sleep?" Tails immediately froze. That voice. He knew that voice. Finally taking in his surroundings, he gasped at what he saw. Sat at a fancy desk before him was a swallow. With light makeup on her face, she was dressed in a lilac blouse, black skirt and black heeled pumps. A simple yet professional looking outfit. But it was the all too familiar purple plumage, two-toned feathery hairstyle, and smug look of superiority that caught Tails' attention. "Wave!" he gasped. "What are you doing here?" "That's Mademoiselle Wave to you, shrimp!" she said with a mocking laugh, crossing her legs. "Didn't Ciel tell you? I'm the headmistress here!" His eyes widened and he looked around the room. Sure enough, it was without a doubt a principal's office, what with the shelves full of school records, the teaching certificates on the wall, and the placard on the desk: "La Directrice - Mademoiselle Wave". The egret who lured him into this situation stood by the door, back straight with wings clasped behind her. L'Aigrette's eyes were focused firmly on the young fox. He gulped, suddenly feeling so small under her stare, but he tried to ignore it and focus on more important matters. "But... how?" Tails asked, turning back to Wave. "I mean, how did you even-" "Oh, you can thank our pal Rouge for that!" Wave said with a smile. "Y'see, after the last Extreme Gear race, me and the boys were kinda down on our luck. There were no tournaments and no one was willing to challenge us after it got out we were descended from the ancient Babylonians, so we had to get other jobs to tide us over." She reclined in her chair, clasping her wings over her knee. "Last I heard Storm's in construction and Jet works at a fast food place, while I tried to get a waitressing job at a club downtown. And wouldn't you know it, the club's owner was none other than the lovely Miss Bat herself! She recognised me, and remembered how good an engineer I was. She suggested that I get a job in education and asked around for me. I mean, I thought she meant a job as a teacher, but she pulled some strings and before I knew it, here I was!" Tails furrowed his brow. Well, with Rouge's wealth and connections, it shouldn't be too surprising she was able to do something like that. "Alright... but then why did you accept me?" Wave chuckled and pulled a pink piece of paper from her drawer. "That is due to this absolutely glowing letter of recommendation! Let's read it together, shall we?" She cleared her throat and began to read it out. "Dear Headmistress Wave, I am writing to inform you of a potential student who I feel would make a fine addition to your academy. His name is Miles "Tails" Prower. Miles is a smart and extremely gifted young man who has already achieved many great things, and still has yet to reach his fullest potential. It is true that he would be a wonderful asset to any school..." Tails blushed slightly as Wave echoed the letter's words. It did sound pretty good... but he never asked anyone for a recommendation. Wave grinned wickedly. "...however, he suffers from a horrendously bad attitude problem. He is rude, defiant, and above all extremely intolerant and abusive towards those different than him. Yet it has been made clear to me this is due simply to his young age. He doesn't know any better. Thus I humbly request that he be enrolled in your school. I am confident that with the proper guidance and teaching, Miss Prower could be shaped into the young woman we know he can and should be. Signed, Tranonymous R" Wave folded the piece of paper and turned back to Tails, reclining in her chair. "Well, with a request like that, how could I refuse?" Tails meanwhile just stared at the letter with his jaw hanging opening. Miss Prower? Young woman!? Was this some kind of joke!? He had so many questions, but one word in particular had caught his attention. A specific word that seemed oddly familiar. "Tranonymous..." He racked his brains to remember where he'd heard it before before looking to the swallow. "What's that?" "Oh didn't you know?" Wave asked. "That's the group responsible for your 'big bro' becoming your 'big sis'! Rouge, me and Ciel are all members, and so's Sonique, whether he likes it or not!" "What?" He gasped, looking at Wave and at L'Aigrette in shock. The egret smirked ad gave a brief nod. Then... that meant Sonic was telling the truth! Is this what he had been trying to tell him about? He looked down, guilt quickly filling the pit that had formed in the fox's stomach. And he had been so mean to him over it... when he got home, the first thing he was going to do was apologise. "...wait..." He looked up at Wave, fear evident in his eyes. "Then does that mean you're... you're going to make me... l-like him?" "Oh come on, Tails, you heard what it said in the letter," Wave said, rolling her eyes. "Sonic got what he got because we knew he was too darn stubborn to change his ways. You're a different situation altogether. You're young enough that you still have hope. You just need the right..." She leaned over her desk, golden eyes leering at the fox. "...education, is all." "No way..." he said, glaring at Wave. "No way! I'm not attending a school that's going to be run by a tranny like you!" Wave's smile vanished, replaced with an unimpressed frown. "Okay, first off, I'm not trans. Second, it's spewing crap like that that's got you into this situation in the first place. Third, it's just plain rude to refuse at this point, especially after we went to all the trouble of getting your uniform fitted!" The swallow gestured to a mirror on the other side of the room, and Tails felt his stomach drop. She didn't. She couldn't have. He slowly stood up and walked towards it, looking at his reflection. A brand new purple blazer with gold detailing, especially an "HV" insignia across the heart. A crisp white blouse. A red ribbon tied in a bow around his collar. A purple pleated skirt with a gold hemline. White silk gloves, black tights and red Mary Jane shoes. A blue choker with a pink swallow emblem. The vixen in the mirror stared back at Tails, her jaw stammering open and closed in time with his own. Aside from the outfit, her hair was also significantly longer than Tails' own, reaching down to his hips, where it faded from orange to white just like his namesake. Two locks were tied up with purple and gold bows, forming a pair of puffy orange and white pigtails. The only remnant of his old hairstyle was the little three- pronged fringe across his forehead. And to add insult to injury, the reflection's eyelids were covered in the same pink eyeshadow as the swallow, with just enough mascara to make his eyelashes pop. And though he couldn't see them, Tails could definitely feel the cotton panties he wore under his skirt. "What..." His face went a shade of red that rivalled Sonique's dress and he finally broke. "WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!?" "Language!" L'Aigrette snapped angrily. "And do not raise your voice to la directrice!" He spun around, his new skirt swishing and his prettied-up eyes glaring at the two birds. One grinning, one with a disapproving frown. He opened his mouth to give the pair a piece of his mind... Bzzt. His body went rigid. His eyes widened into saucers. The colour drained from his face. Any words he might have had prepared disappeared from his mind. Wave chuckled to herself. Oh, those collars were one of the best ideas she'd had! At a glance they just looked like a stylish choker, but they actually housed a small electrical component. Sure, it wasn't powerful enough to cause any genuine pain to their wearers, she wasn't a monster. But at the first sign of resistance or aggressive behaviour, the collars released a tiny jolt, just enough to catch their attention and to disrupt their thoughts. Though with Tails' collar, she'd programmed it slightly... differently. "Is something the matter, Tails?" she asked. "If you don't like your new uniform or don't want to study here, all you have to do is say so!" Tails swallowed as he regained his composure. He prepared to speak, when: bzzt. Another jolt, and once again Tails was silenced. Panic was beginning to settle in. What the heck was going on!? Wave cackled to herself. "Well, Ciel, it looks like Tails changed his mind! Isn't that great?" "Hmph," the egret folded her arms while still glaring at the young fox. "Indeed, Mademoiselle Wave. But such an aggressive outburst." "Oh, I'm sure he's learned his lesson! Alright, shrimp, sit back down." Tails looked between the two avians, and briefly considered making a run for it... bzzt. Another jolt, and with a wince the fox relented and returned to his chair. "Alright, now that that's out of the way, it's time to talk curriculum." She pulled another sheet of paper from her desk, along with a pen. "Student name... hm, y'know, I don't think Miles Prower suits a student here. What do you think, Ciel?" The egret turned her gaze down towards the fox. Tails shuddered a bit as her gaze met his, and he couldn't help but flinch. "Hmm... how about Miley?" Again, his eyes widened, as Wave burst into laughter. "Miley! It's perfect! It's cute and girly, and close enough to his real name to be believable!" She looked at the poor boy, grinning once again. "What do you think, Miley~?" Tails shot a glare at her and was about to tell her what a dumb name it was... and was shut down by another bzzt. He clenched his eyes shut, gritting his teeth in frustration. "That's what I thought." Wave chuckled. "Alright, so student name, Miley Prower. As with every student, you've got to take seven classes. There's four base classes that everyone's gotta take; Language, Math, History, and a Science. We try to make sure our girls are well-rounded young ladies, after all, especially the boys." She smirked as she saw Tails glaring at her, knowing he couldn't talk back lest he get another bzzt. "The first three are the same for everyone. But as for the rest, there's a bit more leeway. First up, you've gotta take a science. Knowing you, I went ahead and put you down for engineering and technology. As for the rest... you don't mind if I pick them for you, do you?" Of course he minded! She couldn't-bzzt. He froze, and then looked down. "Thought so!" Wave said with a sneer. "Now let's see here..." Her pen moved quickly, jotting down the chosen subjects. Clearly she already had something in mind for the boy. Tails could only watch in anxious anticipation, knowing whatever she was signing him up for it couldn't be good. She finally finished and turned the paper to the young fox, her grin only widening. He slowly glanced at it, and balked at what he read. First period: Engineering & Technology Second Period: Language Skills -Morning Recess- Third Period: Etiquette & Grace Fourth Period: Etiquette & Grace -Lunch- Fifth Period: Ballet Sixth Period: Mathematics -Afternoon Recess- Seventh Period: Social Skills & Home Economics Eighth Period: Women's Studies His cheeks went red. This was the girliest class timetable he'd ever seen! "The heck is-" Bzzt. He froze from yet another jolt. "Something wrong, Miley?" Wave asked with her usual smug grin. Tails quivered, glaring at the purple swallow. Oh, there as something wrong alright! "My name isn't-" He was immediately cut off by another bzzt. But he wasn't going to let it stop him. He wasn't going to just accept this! "I-" Bzzt. "I won't-" Bzzt. "You can't-" Bzzt. "This is-!" Bzzt. "You-!!" Bzzt. Bzzt. Bzzzzzzt. Tails felt ready to cry, sitting there trembling with rage but completely unable to act on it. Wave just cackled, leaning back in her chair, and even L'Aigrette couldn't help but chuckle at the fox's plight. "Alright, I'll ask you once more," Wave smirked, leaning forward. "Is... there... something... wrong... MILEY?" Tails grit his teeth before he finally lowered his head. "...no, Wave." Bzzt. "What was that?" Wave asked, cupping a hand by her head. Tails' bottom lip began to tremble. "No... Headmistress." "Good girl!" Wave said with a cruel laugh. "Alright, Ciel, you'd better take Miley to her room. He's got a big first day tomorrow!" "Of course, Mademoiselle," L'Aigrette answered, bowing and then turned to Tails. "Sur tes pieds! Suivez-moi tout de suite!" She snapped her fingers and marched towards the door. Tails fought back a growl as he obeyed, following behind the tall egret. His entire body was quivering in a flurry of emotions, and it was everything he could do to avoid bursting into tears. * * * * * Click, clack, click, clack. Tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap. The two pairs of feminine footsteps filled the hallways as L'Aigrette led Tails through the school's hallways. The vixen-esque fox simply kept his eyes focused on his feet, trying to ignore the horrid noises and sensations caused by his new outfit. The smooth soles of his Mary Janes caused a deceptively loud tapping noise on the polished floor, like a more immature version of the attention-grabbing clicks of L'Aigrette's high heels. With every step he felt his new skirt swishing around his hips, not helped at all by his soft nylons rubbing against his furry legs. His new hairdo was a nightmare, constantly flicking into his face and forcing him to adjust it, while his pigtails bounced in a sickeningly cutesy way. And yet despite all this, the worst part was the looks of the other students. Sure, Tails didn't see them with his head down but he felt them. He felt every pair of eyes on him and heard all the giggles and whispers as he passed through the school. He couldn't quite make out what they were saying, but he was able to make a pretty good guess. "Oh my gosh, is that Tails?" "I can't believe he's enrolled here!" "Ha, what a sissy!" "Serves him right!" "He suits being a schoolgirl, the brat!" Something along those lines. If nothing else, he knew the giggles were due to them recognising him. After all, new outfit and hairstyle aside Wave hadn't actually done much to disguise him... and even if she had, how many twin-tailed foxes were there in the world? "Arr?tez." L'Aigrette stopped, holding out a wing to halt Tails. "We have arrived." Tails finally looked up. The two were standing in a dormitory, consisting of a long hallway with either side lined with doors, each with a simple gold number on it. L'Aigrette gestured to the door numbered 92. "This is where you will be staying for the duration of your studies," she said. "Mademoiselle Wave has made arrangements to have your belongings transferred here tomorrow. Pendant ce temps, you will find basic n?cessit?s and sleepwear for tonight, as well as everything you will need for class tomorrow. Lights out is at nine PM every evening, and you will awake at six AM every morning." She leaned down to Tails level. "Is that understood?" Tails glared at the egret, who simply glowered back at him. He prepared to say something sarcastic, when he got a bzzt. He lowered his head again. "...understood." "Very good." L'Aigrette straightened up again, hands behind her back. "Then I shall leave you to get settled. Good day, Mademoiselle Prower." She turned and walked off without another word. Tails sighed and slowly pushed the door open. The room was the same basic yet opulent style that the rest of the school followed. Four single beds dominated the room, each one with a small bedside cabinet on one side and a large wardrobe on the other. A small bookshelf was tucked into one corner of the room next to a simple chair and desk, while a large vanity table sat in the other corner. Lying across one of the beds was a hyena; garbed in the same uniform Tail was wearing, sans blazer (which was draped over one of her bedposts) and the blue collar. Her brown fur dotted with black stripes contrasted with the colourful uniform, while her black hair was long, but shaved in at the sides and draped over one half of her head, the rest pulled into a low ponytail. A textbook sat across her lap. She glanced up at the fox, and her expression shifted from surprise, to confusion, to a delighted realisation. "No. Way." She tossed the book aside and stood up. Tails gulped. Judging be her height, she had to be at least a couple of years older than him. She smiled, baring a set of sharp fangs as she stood before him. "Well, well, well," she said, striding over. "If it isn't our little hero, Miles!" "Uh... d-do I know you?" He looked up at her. She knew his real name? Instead of an answer, she reached out and grabbed a hold of his pigtails. She yanked up, electing a cry of pain from the feminised fox. She pulled him up high enough that he was forced onto his tip-toes, whimpering and wailing all the while. "Aw, you don't remember me? Think you're too good to remember your old pal Crunch?" she asked with a cruel laugh, tugging harder. Oh god, now he remembered her. Back before he met Sonic, back when he still attended South Island Elementary, Crunch the Hyena was one of the most horrendous bullies there. And of course thanks to both his intelligence and his unusual tails, he was one of her favourite victims. Thankfully she left school long before he did, but from the looks of it, she hadn't changed a bit. She finally released his hair, causing him to drop to floor rear first. "So, the Headmistress got you too, huh? Or did you actually WANT to enrol at a girl's school, ya big sissy?" "I-I am NOT a-" Bzzt. Tails went silent. Crunch howled with laughter. "Ha ha! Oh this is too rich!" She grinned wickedly and bared down on him. "Little Miles Prower, Hirondelle's cutest schoolgirl!" He shot her a glare, his cheeks glowing. "Don't call me that! My name is T-" Bzzt. He froze. Crunch's grin widened. "Yes~?" Tails' pressed his lips together, trying not to cry. "I'm... Ta-" Bzzt. "What was that? Can't hear you!" Crunch placed a hand by her ear. Finally he lowered his head in defeat. "I'm... Miley..." Another giggling fit escaped the older girl. Tails could do nothing but whimper as he slowly stood up. "Anyway, as much I'd love to get caught up with you, 'little buddy'," Crunch said with a chuckle, "it's almost lights out time. I don't need L'Aigrette getting on my case again." She walked over to one of the wardrobes and took out a simple off-white nightdress from it. She glanced back at him and frowned. "Face the wall, ya little perv." "As if I even-" Bzzt. Tails flinched and turned away. All he could hear was the rustling of clothes and of course Crunch chortling to herself. "Alright, Miley, you can look now." He sighed and turned back, seeing that she was now wearing the nightdress. It was a simple ankle-length dress with long sleeves and a lacy collar and cuffs. Almost old-fashioned in a way. And in her paws she held a second, smaller one "Here ya are, sissy," she said, tossing it to him. "L'Aigrette said I'd be getting a new roommate so I was to give this to you. Still can't believe I'm rooming with YOU of all people!" "You're joking..." he said, picking up the nightie and looking at it. "I can't wear this!" "Why not? You're already dressed like a girl," she said, smile widening as she cracked her knuckles. "And L'Aigrette said if you're having trouble, I've to HELP you with it." He groaned, but relented. "...aren't you going to turn away?" "Why?" Crunch asked, grinning. "We're both girls here, aren't we?" "I'm-" Bzzt. Tails sighed and just turned away, removing his uniform piece by piece. Blazer, shoes, tie, blouse, skirt, tights- The hyena let out a whistle. "Cute panties ya got there, sissyboy! They suit ya!" Tails spun around, his long hair swishing and his face blood red. He instinctively thew his hands down, trying to cover his girlish undies. "I-It's not as I WANT to wear them, th-they made me...!" "Ha ha, sure they did!" Crunch laughed. With another whine, Tails simply pulled the nightdress on. If nothing else it at least hid them from view, though he did struggle a bit to get his new hair through the head-hole. "There! Happy?" "Ecstatic!" she chuckled, climbing into bed. Tails followed suit, picking the one furthest from her. With any luck he'd wake up tomorrow and this will have all been a bad dream... "Oh, and Miley?" Tails groaned and prepared to answer, when something smacked against his head. A plush doll of Sonic, or rather Sonique, complete with cartoony breasts and a sequinned dress. "Just something for ya to cuddle, in case you get homesick!" Crunch chuckled. "I mean, you sissies gotta stick together, right?" Another chorus of laughs came from the girl as she turned off the lights. Tails whimpered, pushing the plush away and curling up under the covers. Of course it wasn't going to end. His nightmare was just beginning.