NOTE: All characters are 18 or over; one of them is portraying a younger role.

Sheena had just pulled up near high school.

“I’m trusting you to walk the rest of the way; the school is already aware that you can’t be late leaving for any reason, so I’ll see you back here at 1545, ok?”

“Yes, Sheena.”

“Yes, what?”

“Sorry. Yes, mum. It’s not as if I have any choice…”

Yin had been teaching at a local gym, running yoga and other exercise classes. It was where Sheena had first spotted her. She had decided that she just had to have her for herself…

She’d grabbed Yin when she was on her way home one night, walking back from the gym. The diminutive Asian hadn’t the strength to fight her off, so she easily overcame her, tied her up and dumped her in the back of her car.

Yin struggled to get free, lying across the back seats of the car, out of sight. Sheena had strapped her down with the seatbelts to stop her from being visible through the windows. It was Yin’s small size that was what Sheena was looking for; as well as being exceptionally pretty, she was about the same size overall as the girls going to the local high school.

Back at her house, Sheena pulled into the garage and dropped the door. She then got Yin out of the car and carried her into the house through a side door. Yin was awake and moaning loudly into the scarf that Sheena had rammed into her mouth.

“I suggest that you shut up”, said Sheena, crossly, “or I may have to discipline you.”

Yin carried on moaning and mewling.

“Ok, then”, said Sheena. She bent Yin over her leg, pulled her tracksuit bottoms down and paddled her backside heavily with a slipper. Yin screamed into her gag, tears streaming down her cheeks, both from pain and embarrassment.

“Are you going to behave now?”, Sheena asked. Yin nodded and went quiet.

“Good. Let’s get you changed…”, said Sheena, carrying Yin into the spare room.

The room was laid out as if for a teenage girl; there was a dressing table with makeup, posters on the walls, and one of the cupboards was open showing a high school uniform hanging up in it.

Sheena ungagged Yin, after shutting the door.

“Whose room is this…?”, asked Yin, apprehensively.

“Why yours, of course, sweetie.”, said Sheena. “After all, you’re my adopted daughter now.”

“No… NO!”, shrieked Yin, diving for the door.

A swift punch from Sheena soon rendered her unconscious…

Sheena stripped Yin naked on the bed, checking the sizes on her tracksuit as she did so.

“Great! I’ve bought the right size uniform”, she said. “I thought I’d measured her correctly from the photos I took.”

She then brought out a hood. The face was like Yin’s; still Asian, but subtly different.

Sheena spent the next few minutes shaving off all of Yin’s hair and treating her scalp to kill off the follicles. She did the same with her eyebrows.

After inserting contact lenses into Yin’s eyes, to turn them from blue to dark brown, she spread glue over her head, then fitted the hood. It was breathable; her mouth would work as usual, as would her nose, eyes and ears. It was just to change her appearance. It blended in so well, you couldn’t see the join. She then glued on the pageboy cut wig that she had ordered. Yin was now a neat brunette.

She then dressed Yin in her new underwear, then the high school uniform. Soon, there was a young girl lying on the bed.

 Lastly, she fitted a silver collar round Yin’s neck and locked it shut. Yin was now completely under her control, whether she liked it or not.

Yin found this out for the first time when she woke up and made another break for the door. Sheena just pressed a button on her phone. Yin screamed and fell to her knees, clawing at the collar.

“Hurts, doesn’t it?”, Sheena asked. “That’s just level one. It goes up to level five, which will stop your heart. There’s also a GPS built into it, as well as a microphone and a camera. I can see and hear everything you are doing from now on, 24/7. If you try to escape at all, I will know about it and I can assure you that you will not like the consequences…”

Yin went pale. She then pulled herself back on the bed.

“What do you want me to do…?”

“My name is Sheena; from now on, however, you will call me Mum, or mother. Your name now is Yui Hosaki. You are 13, and my handicapped adopted daughter. Your handicap is managed with medication, but because of it you can’t be late home, and may be occasionally late in to school. I have all the necessary medical documentation to prove this, as has the school.”

“Now, Yui, your first day at your new school is tomorrow. I suggest that you get some rest beforehand…”

Sheena helped ‘Yui’ get undressed again, then found her a nightdress to wear.

“Tuck yourself in”, she said. “I’ll be up to check on you later.”

Sheena went out and locked the door behind her.

Yin cried herself to sleep on the bed…

The following day was Yui’s first day at school.

Despite everything, she actually made a few friends and found herself finding school quite relaxing. Then her hand brushed against the collar round her neck…

She found the coursework straightforward; it was subjects that she’d already done before, and passed, so it was really a ‘refresher’ course for her. Sheena had, however, told her not to stand out, so she thought back to when she had last done the course and remembered to ask the same questions as she had before, even if she already knew the answers. She didn’t want to look to bright, or as if she was cheating…

One of her friends, Danni, was really struggling, though. Yui just managed to give her a ‘nudge’ in the right direction a few times. Nothing obvious, but enough to help.

The day came to an end all too soon; Yui would never have thought she was eager for school. She was out and round to where Sheena was waiting in the car exactly on time.

“Hi, kiddo”, said Sheena. “How was your first day at school?”

“Ok”, she said. “Been there, done that. I did find it strangely relaxing.”

“Good. No weird questions, then? You didn’t stand out, did you?”

“No, not at all. You made that quite clear that was what you wanted.”

“It’s what you needed too, sweetie. You were way too stressed out before.”

Yin/Yui’s eyes widened. “What do you mean, Sh… mum?”

“I could tell you were getting too stressed. It was making you ill. You needed a change of pace.”

“How the heck could I be stressed!? I teach yoga, for fucks sake!”

“Yui! Language!”

“Yoga is a relaxing pastime. My job was anything but stressful.”

“Then what was winding you up so much? Don’t lie to me, I could see it in your eyes.”

Yui went quiet for a minute.

“How the hell did you know…?”

“I can see the signs, love. Especially in one of your small size. You were being abused.  Was it your father?”

Yui just went quiet and nodded.

“Yes. He’s an alcoholic. He got lumbered with me when my mother died, and felt I was too much hassle. If I couldn’t bring him in more money, I was no good to him. He was thinking of offering me out for money when you took me.”

Sheena just hugged Yui as she cried.

“I thought you were who he was selling me to…!”, cried Yui. “I was petrified!”

“You don’t have to be, now,” Sheena said. “I’ll always take care of you.”

Sheena drove them home. Yui was actually happy to get back to the house. She almost skipped out of the car, racing up to her bedroom like a real teenager.

Sheena was overjoyed…