Officer Program (Onica and OverlordMatt)

[Onica]

She didn't know what she was doing here, okay she knew what she was doing here but Onica was starting to have second thoughts. It sounded good at the time, the program sounded easy and it would help her with her dream of being a military officer after she was done with collage. After all it was just for the summer, how hard could it be? Bright eyes looking out the dark windows of the bus as they pulled into the main gate of some base in the middle of no where. It was late, closer to about one in the morning. Everyone was tired but did not sleep. Waiting to see everything they got them selves into. The bus a large mix of males and females from every background.

Onica's background was not that of fame and riches. She came from a middle class working family, but most thought she had gotten to collage on her looks alone...the same with her grades. Earthen hued bangs framed a gorgeous face that harbored hazel eyes. Cross keeps a slender body yet fit that held curves in all the right places, muscles present but not seen. An elegant hourglass figure topped with an ample, yet modest, bust. Her skin was lightly kissed by sun to give it a warm glow even though she rarely went tanning. But the truth was she was rather smart and just as cleaver, working hard to get to where she was now. Her aggressive nature, gotten in her fight to pull herself out of that shit hole home town of hers, put her off as rude, a suck up and with illusions of grandeur. Her natural cocky, sarcastic, and arrogant personalty often putting her spots where she didn't want to be.

The bus would come to a stop not long after entering the gate, the door opening and everyone on the bus growing quite. You could hear a pin drop it someone dared to drop one. A talk dark finger entering the bus and talking to the bus driver before turning to face them.

 

[OverlordMatt]

The drill sergeant marched stiffly up the stairs of the bus then snapped off a a left face, turning to face his new charges. "I will put this simply; I am going to give you the order 'dismount vehicle' you will remain sitting until I exit the but, then you will all stand, and in an orderly manner get off my bus and form up on me. Dismount vehicle!" He snapped before executing a right face and walking off the bus and standing at the position of attention on the parade ground. Another fucking miserable two weeks were ahead, trying to get these lazy officer cadet fucks to get up before ten in the morning would kill him on of these days.

After his assistants had gotten the idiots in front of him into a semblance of formation, SFC Young began "I am Drill Instructor Young. You will address me as sir, or drill sergeant; is that understood? I am responsible for you for the next five weeks. You will listen to what I say and do it when I say it. ACUs will be issued tomorrow. You'll sleep in your PT gear and then report at 0530 hours for morning PT. Breakfast is at 0730. Then classes for the rest of the morning. And the good news we have a drill planned for tomorrow afternoon. Now go get some sleep. Barracks are mixed gender, and if I catch any of you out of your bed I will run you both until you both puke out a lung. Fall out!"

 

[Onica]

Onica could not help but laugh at a few girls that where dressed in high hills, mini-skirts and dress blouses. Watching how they tripped down the bus stairs or how they pranced over to the so called formation. Herself dressed in blue jeans, a t-shirt and running shoes. A coat tied around her hip making her stand out from the other females. Making sure she stood out as she passed them and said, "You know when they said to dress in appropriate civilian attire they did not mean 'Dress like your going to a night club because were going to party all summer.'" Not that she wanted to stand out but she just could not hold her tongue as the girls eyed her then then person standing behind her.

Turning around only to bump into one of the Drill Instructors which caused her to jump in the air. Doing her best to look somewhat lost and try and wiggle her ass into the formation before the pointed her out. It seemed to work...or at less until she thought it worked. Listening to what DI Young was saying and falling out when he told the platoon to do so. Only to see the ID she bumped into walk up and start talking to this Young guy would looked to be guy in charge.

 

[OverlordMatt]

Young nodded and strode to where the perpetrator stoop. "Cadet, fall out. Sergeant Deady, take command of the unit." The tiny woman had the cadets heading toward the PT gear in a matter of seconds. "Cadet, why is it that you pushed past one of my Drill Sergeants? All you had to do was get into formation, assume the position of attention and shut up, does that strike you as particularly difficult or are you just stupid? It doesn't matter. Tomorrow we're doing PT away from the rest of the group, and I'll teach you how to obey orders, is that clear? Good. Now go get your PT gear and get to the rack." Yougn turned abruptly, walked away and began conversing with the other Drill Sergeants, indicating that Onica seemed to be shaping up as a trouble maker.
((Sorry that's trash but I've got a gig I gotta run tomorrow so I'm going to bed.))

 

[Onica]

All she could do was stand there as she was called out of the group and yelled at. The girls that she had insulated giggling at her before following the other DI to where they would be staying, half of them already getting on the better side of the guys in the group. But then when you wore skirts that did not cover much it was hard not to get on the good side of a guy. Her mouth opening and closing with out a word as Head DI tore her a new ass hole. This was already turning into a mistake she could see it now. She was already on the Drill Sergeants' hit list and thanks to her comment to the other females in the group half the platoon would hate her by the time she woke up in the morning. Not that she really cared, it was only one summer right and what was the worse they could do to her?

Eyes kinda narrowed and her parade rest kinda on the lazy side as she put almost all her wait on her right leg....at less her hands where behind her back. Waiting until the guy got out her face before she said something to herself, "Fuck me already, this is going to be so fun I can see it now." Turing as she said it, making her way to where they would be staying. Taking no time to get her PT gear and hit the rack.

 

[OverlordMatt]

"Tomorrow your bearing had better be fucking perfect or I will PT you until you die!" The senior NCO called after her and turned back to his assistants, leading them to the conference room where the next day's plans were reviewed and finalized, afterwards Young headed to his barracks and got some sorely needed sleep. The next morning he rose before the sun as usual and with his assistants in tow stormed into the cadets' rooms, one of the other drill sergeants calling to get out of bed. Once all cadets were awake and ready for morning PT they were jogged out, leaving Young alone with the single student not in PT gear. "Onica, tell me, exactly, in detail, why you are not in your PT gear."

 

[Onica]

Oh she had a story, and what a story it was. Really she didn't have that much of a story at all. When she got to the the barracks all her gear was well gone. And that's what she told drill sergeant Young. Knowing all to well she was going to get yell at even more, or at less that's the feeling she had in her gut. Her gut was also telling her who took her gear, but she was not going to rat out the girls, not yet anyway. The only words coming out of her mouth after she finished her story "I swear its all gone Sir." Voice holding a slightly cocky tone to it, even if it was more or less blank. Trying to keep her bearing as she stood at parade rest, hands clasped behind her back for the most part. Even if the idea of the other girl's taking her gear made her fist ball up.

 

[OverlordMatt]

"Well then, if you don't have PT gear and we're not issuing anymore, you'll just have to PT in what you have. And since we don't let anyone PT out of uniform, I guess that mean you have nothing. Strip. Now. Don't make me say it again, it will only be worse for you." Young would use this one as an example to the rest on proper discipline, then he'd figure who had taken her gear, or which of his subordinates had fucked up and give them the same treatment. In the time Onica had been talking to Young the platoon had warmed up and started on their run.

 

[Onica]

She could not hold it. No all bearing was lost with his last few words, "You want me to what? Your out of your fucking mind....I didn't sign up to be your personal stripper. I don't know don't they have clubs like that out in town or something?" It was clear she was not going to lower herself for him. Now standing with her arms crossed over her chest, legs brought in closer together. "No I PT like this or you can kiss my ass. I would tell you to suck it but I'm not kinky like that."

It was not like she was paying them for their time. She had signed the paper because she was asked to. Told that it would be good training and look good when it came time to join the military after she was done with collage. Look good for when she was ready to be an officer.

 

[OverlordMatt]

"Alright then, let's PT." Young led her out into the sweltering Georgian summer heat where a pit had been dug out, filled with water and then had half of the red mud excavated from is dumped back in. The rest had been piled around the edges. The pit was about forty feet square and two and a half feet deep, filled with clinging mud. A wooden platform was raised at one end of the pit. Young stepped onto the platform and pointed to a spot in front of them. "You wanted to PT? Form up on me!"

 

[Onica]

She followed, the heat making her clothes cling to her body at once. Sweat already on her brow as she followed him to the pit. Looking into it first before moving in front of DI Young. Not sure what was about to happen, and not really liking what thoughts came into her head. Nor did she trust her back being to the pit and the DI that stood before her. This trip was turning out to be the biggest fuck up of her life. Wanting to kick herself right then and there for signing away three months of her life.