My name's Hex. Odd name huh? So I've recently been told by the sniggers of the matron here. Me? Well I sort of like it, it's simple and uninformative, it doesn't tell much about me, which suits me fine because I don't have much to tell, I don't know anything to tell even if I wanted to.
I'm shortish, or petite if you prefer, just pushing 5ft 5, I'm slim I'd like to say skinny but my chest is 34DD, or so I've just been informed ,so I can't exactly be that tiny and I guess my hips are quite big too although they don't stand out like my chest does, not here anyway.
I never had to wear a bra back home, never knew why I had breasts or exactly what they were to be honest, but here things are different.
Some plump woman made me stand while she measured me, I wore a thin dress, there are no uniforms here, and when she wrapped the measuring tape around me a shiver ran through me, my father had warned me about these feelings, I have taken care to avoid touching myself and to feel someone else was mind blowingly embarrassing, made even more difficult by the hatred I have for my chest.
I am lead to believe it is attractive but I don't think so, until today I'd never met another women and I suppose my idea of normality is flatness my figure to me is soft where it should be hard curvy where it should be straight and in general I despise it.
On the train up here I was given a briefing, I was terrified enough, I'd never realised how big the world was, how rich in culture and how different people were, they seemed to sense that too. As I walked people stared at me mouths gaping open, I kept my head down, my waving black hair scraped back into a tight bun, but it didn't seem to help much.
Anyway to add to this terror was the new revelation of male and female, turns out I am not a freak of nature just a different piece of the jigsaw, a perfectly formed one at that, but it's hard to believe.
The idea of sex was explained to me vaguely, I'd heard my father talk of it I knew how terrible it was and now I understand why exactly, the very thought of a male joining with me, pushing himself deep inside me, into a place I never even knew existed filled me with shock and disgust, an odd sensation overtook me though, for a second my insides felt ice cold and swollen and an odd throbbing started between my legs, I supposed it was just so much shock in such a short time but I must admit something about this made me feel so very good I suppose I must be slightly delirious with shock still.
I retired to my dormitory anyway, I lay on the purple satin sheets and the silkiness lulled me into sleep, quieting my troubled mind for the time being.
I awoke to strange voices.
"Just look at her" "Oh my god Cass she's so perfect" "Shh she's waking up"
