Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-32150448-20170606192924/@comment-26376061-20170608053021

First of all...check your spelling. Seriously. PLEASE.

Anyway...onto the WWYD.

I step into class.

Hmm...Ms.Hartine said for me to come here...I wonder what class this i-

The entire room stops, all activity halting as I open the door. The room is full of mamono, most now looking hungrily at the only boy in the room: me.

Except for a few people. The girls making out in the corner obviously weren't looking at me...although I notice one person with a look of horror as she stared at me. Cute cat ears, wings, paws, horns, and goat hooves...

My friend, Alisa.

"Class, this is Shade." The teacher, who appears to be a Hakutaku, says, smiling at me. Alisa's face goes whiter than chalk as she hears those words. "He will be helping us today. Now, Shade, could y-"

"Teacher, can I talk with Shade for a bit? Only for a few seconds, I promise!" Without waiting for a response, Alisa jumps out of her seat, quite literally flying out the door, grabbing my arm as she passes me.

Dragging me out into the hallway, Alisa slams me against a locker. Her face morphs into a feral expression, anger quickly blossoming as the Lion takes over. "Why the fuck are you here?" I quickly respond. "Hardass sent me here. Or was her name Hartine? I am awful with n-" "This is SEX ED. DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT THAT MEANS?!" I nod. "No, you don't. You're going to get raped. Possibly repeatedly. If she asks for a demonstration, you're FUCKED. LITERALLY. GAH!!! And to think I thought I could keep you to mys-..." She trails off. "Wait. What was that last pa-" Her face shifts to a cold, calculating expression, a smile beginning to slice her face in half. Snake has arrived. "I'VE GOT IT. When she asks for a demonstration, pick ME. That way, you'll at least know who you're fucking. And...well, my therapist says that I, like all Chimaeras, are technically four people in one. I do know that my preferences change...a lot. Sub, Dom...it tends to vary depending on who's up here at the moment." She taps her own head. "What? Did you think I didn't know? Granted, I don't describe myself using "we" or anything, but even I'd notice the complete shifts in my way of thinking. Anyway, what kind of girl do you like?"

"Private time is over, children. Back inside, please." The teacher pokes her head out of the door, telling us to get inside the classroom before the class turns into a lust-driven mob. We step inside, Alisa returning to her seat, and the teacher addresses me. "Shade, could you help us in a demonstration, please?" I nod, and she turns to the class. "Good. Now, who would like to participate in this demonstration?" Everyone raises their hands, and the room fills with cries about how they should be chosen. "Shade...why don't you choose who will be participating with you?" I calmly point to Alisa. Her face changes, the look in her eyes softening as a small blush makes its way onto her face. The Goat has seized control. She walks up to the front of the room as the teacher sets up...a table, covered with padding.

"Now, Shade, please, remove your clothing. You too, Alisa..."