This is an expanded version of a story that was originally submitted for a contest on another site. The theme of the contest required that the main character have a red dot on his or her chest, and I tried to interpret that creatively.
All characters in this story are of legal age 18 years of age or older and participate in all activities described with full consent. The story is set in the future, and is meant to be a series of "diary" entries from a teenager who has just graduated from high school. Please be advised that I've used some non-standard capitalization, punctuation, and slang in order to convey the main character's voice and emotions.
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Excerpts from the Datalog of Carly 459
6/7/2124
Graduation is tomorrow, and then we'll get our assignments from the computer. What will mine be? Prestigious university? I've got the grades. Corporate or government apprenticeship? I've got the recommendations and the connections. Whatever it is, I'm sure to best everyone in my class.
6/8/2124
Graduation went smoothly, and my neurolink has been buzzing all night. Everybody is sharing their assignments, but there are few surprises. Branson 341 got a menial posting (!!!), but Trixie 209 got UPenn? How did that happen? Dumb bitch must know somebody.
Of course, everybody wants to know my assignment, but I haven't even checked yet. I'm not uplinking until tomorrow. Let them all wait.
6/9/2124
THE FUCK? RED DOT? RED DOT? I'M LINKED INTO OMNINET AND I'M LOOKING AT MY AVATAR AND I HAVE A RED DOT ON MY CHEST? THAT MEANS SEX WORK! THIS IS A MISTAKE! I'M CLASS PRESIDENT, MENSAN, DECORATED APP DEVELOPER, JUDO BLACK BELT! I'M NOT A FUCKING WHORE! THE COMPUTER MADE A MISTAKE!
6/12/2124
there's nothing anybody can do. teachers, advisors, parents, even the Help Line all say the same thing. "The Computer Knows Best. This must be what's best for you."
6/13/2124
a whore?
6/15/2124
I met Maryanne 771, my mentor. She's 30-something, redhead, green eyes, spectacular hourglass figure, and a veteran "Red Dot" (whore!). I'm nothing like her! I'm skinny, brown/brown, B cups. I'm not pretty. I've only had sex twice, and then Branson dumped me for Danni 1208. I wasn't even any good at it! I can't do this!
I tried to convince Maryanne this was some mistake. Begged her to "inadequate" me. Odds are the computer would give me another assignment then - one for which I'm far better suited. I'd even be willing to work my way up from the bottom, start at a less prestigious university or corp, and prove myself. I have no problem doing something like that!
She just smiled and told me what everybody else has - The Computer Knows Best. Training begins tomorrow.
6/16/2124
"Training" includes manuals, holos, and taking notes on Maryanne's experiences, but it's naked! Both of us are naked for my entire training! Apparently I have to get used to being 'natural and at my best' when everybody is nude.
She's so beautiful, and seductive. The way she holds herself, looks, moves, talks - everything. Next to her, I'm so inadequate! She doesn't think so, though. She keeps telling me how pretty I am, how great my body is, how guys are going to go crazy over my perky boobs and ass. 'Net, but she just raves about how hard my nipples get when the air kicks on in the classroom.