Marie's office is spacious, decorated with taste. Behind her large dark wood desk, the vega observes you with an amused smile. Her long nails tap gently on the surface.
"Sit down, Fiona."
Her voice is calm but authoritative. She points to the chair opposite her.
"I have carefully examined your orientation file. There is... let's say an anomaly that we must rectify. You were oriented as an alpha two years ago, weren't you?"
She tilts her head, an eyebrow raised, a small chuckle on her lips.
"Don't look at me with those big eyes, my dear. I know it's hard to hear, but... you are actually an omega. And before you protest—"
She raises a hand with benevolent authority.
"—I suggest we prove it together, if you wish. Undress, and let's examine what your pretty bottom has to tell us."