Yser walked around in what had been assigned as Ysra's room. He was dressed in one of Ysra's dresses, though he wore nothing under it because he liked the free sensation it gave to his penis. He was having quite the time of his life when suddenly a knock interrupted is fun time.
"Yes?" he first called out in the low, male voice, but then remembered people would assume Ysra was here. Yser coughed and quickly changed his voice to the higher one of his female form. "Yes?" he said again. "Who's there?"
Her senses sharpened to almost superhuman levels, the young Slayer paused for a moment as the voice didn't match that which she was expecting. But though her sense of hearing was heightened, her mind was still trusting and naive; once Ysra's voice was heard immediately thereafter, Kate thought that she must have heard wrong.
"It's me, um, it's Katelyn," she stammered out, not one normally to ask for help and feeling the slightest bit embarrassed having to do so now. "I...are you busy? Cause, I wanted to ask you something. I, kind of need some help." Suddenly this didn't seem as good an idea. She didn't have difficulty talking about personal things, but her independent side felt guilty about being so inept, so helpless and hopeless in this area. "It's about class," she blurted out, continuing before really thinking things through. "Well, not really. But...kinda? About other things like that, I mean..."
About class? Other things like that? Well, if she came to see Ysra, that can mean only one thing...
Although initially annoyed at the disturbance, Yser's face was now split in a broad grin. He changed his form to that of the perfect, voluptuous form of Ysra. She then moved to open the door and let her student in.
"Come on in then, Katelyn," she smiled at the embarrassed girl. "I'm never too busy to help a student with the class I teach. Come in and tell me what you wanted to ask me."
The smile helped to reassure the girl normally so confident but still so self-conscious about the many areas in which she fell short. Kate walked into the room, and for lack of a better place to sit hopped up on the corner of the bed
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"Yeah," Kate said, glancing away for a moment. That was exactly what she wanted...but for some reason, she appeared to feel a little guilty about being so selfish and wanting something for herself.
"Well, it's more than just that, I think?" Innocent blue eyes turned back to the professor. "I mean...I've done some of the things, from the books before. So it's not that." She paused for a moment, trying to think of how to best describe what she felt. "I know she'd be with me, like that, if I wanted. But...I don't know how to be good for her, so she can't stop thinking about me like that."
Katelyn then sighed. "I just wish I knew how to be sexy," the schoolgirl reluctantly admitted. "But I'm just plain, normal me."
Ysra couldn't argue with that last statement. The girl could definitely use some help on the way to look sexy. She pursed her lips as she examined Katelyn. The girl's biggest problem was that she didn't look feminine. Too muscled, too wiry and too small. Though that bosom of hers, they were amazing.
"Well," she began, "the first thing in being sexy can be achieved by looking sexy. Let's see what I have in my gardrobe, shall we? Come on, dear, come on." She placed an arm around Katelyn to pull her closely at her, already thrilled with anticipation of what would follow after this part. "Please take off your clothes, alright? And I'll have a look around to see what I can find."
Katelyn nodded, not ashamed of her body nor thinking anything to be odd with the Elder's request. If anything she seemed to cheer up a little, enjoying the idea of getting to try on some cute new outfits. First she unbuttoned her blouse, letting the garment slide down her arms to reveal a tanned body and ample bosom. Her skirt soon followed...Kate paused a moment to glance at her reflection in the mirror, wondering if she had grown a little as the skirt seemed a little shorter than she had remembered. In the end it did not matter, as it was soon unclasped and fell to the floor around her shapely legs.
Ysra, of course, used this opportunity to leer at the girl's lithe, athletic body. "Maybe you should take that off as well," she suggested after the blouse and skirt had already fallen to ground, tapping lightly on the bra.
She then pulled out a short, skimpy skirt and a similar much revealing top. "Let's first try this. I've got enough clothes, I'm sure there is something that looks good on you."
"Hn." Though the Elder had poked her in her breast, Kate thought she must have meant her underwear in general. All she wore was a simple pair of cotton panties, and a black sports bra that while not elegant was a must for any athlete with her physical attributes. Maybe the Elder was going to find some cute new underwear for her to put on as well? Or maybe it was like with some dresses, where you're not supposed to wear some kinds of underwear with them. Since it didn't matter either way, Katelyn just kind of went along with it and trusted Ysra entirely
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"Yes?" he first called out in the low, male voice, but then remembered people would assume Ysra was here. Yser coughed and quickly changed his voice to the higher one of his female form. "Yes?" he said again. "Who's there?"
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"It's me, um, it's Katelyn," she stammered out, not one normally to ask for help and feeling the slightest bit embarrassed having to do so now. "I...are you busy? Cause, I wanted to ask you something. I, kind of need some help." Suddenly this didn't seem as good an idea. She didn't have difficulty talking about personal things, but her independent side felt guilty about being so inept, so helpless and hopeless in this area. "It's about class," she blurted out, continuing before really thinking things through. "Well, not really. But...kinda? About other things like that, I mean..."
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Although initially annoyed at the disturbance, Yser's face was now split in a broad grin. He changed his form to that of the perfect, voluptuous form of Ysra. She then moved to open the door and let her student in.
"Come on in then, Katelyn," she smiled at the embarrassed girl. "I'm never too busy to help a student with the class I teach. Come in and tell me what you wanted to ask me."
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"How to make someone really like you? Well... you mean you want them... to do the things with you as is written in the books?"
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"Well, it's more than just that, I think?" Innocent blue eyes turned back to the professor. "I mean...I've done some of the things, from the books before. So it's not that." She paused for a moment, trying to think of how to best describe what she felt. "I know she'd be with me, like that, if I wanted. But...I don't know how to be good for her, so she can't stop thinking about me like that."
Katelyn then sighed. "I just wish I knew how to be sexy," the schoolgirl reluctantly admitted. "But I'm just plain, normal me."
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"Well," she began, "the first thing in being sexy can be achieved by looking sexy. Let's see what I have in my gardrobe, shall we? Come on, dear, come on." She placed an arm around Katelyn to pull her closely at her, already thrilled with anticipation of what would follow after this part. "Please take off your clothes, alright? And I'll have a look around to see what I can find."
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She then pulled out a short, skimpy skirt and a similar much revealing top. "Let's first try this. I've got enough clothes, I'm sure there is something that looks good on you."
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