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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"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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