Ask Professor a question

you decide to pick the brains of your teacher before moving on. You pack your pack and walk up to robust woman.

"Hey Prof. I had a question on today's material." You start. She treats you to a lengthy stare.

"Indeed? I must say you seemed more attentive today than I have seen all semester. Your grade will certainly improve if you maintain this level of interest. Come to my office, I have to gather some things for my next class." She sweeps past you and a gust of a strange but pleasant perfume follows her.

Dutifully you walk along behind her as she makes her way to her office. She has a large wood desk that she takes a seat at and begins typing on her laptop.

"What was it you wanted to ask?" She reclines in her seat and peers at you over steepled fingers. You think carefully on a question that wouldn't be alarming but would give you the best info.

"What do you think the proper place for a male in society is?" You say after a moment. Her eyebrows jump.

"Well well, that is a interesting question." She stands and turns to face the window behind her desk.

"There are some in our society that believe males should be little more than cattle or pets, hardly worthy of citizen status. Such views I find abhorrent. While it is true that Futa's are, on average, stronger and more virile, I believe there is no evidence that can properly show any disparity in intellect. While most males are not scientists, this is because they aren't given the option to study the sciences until later in life, as I am sure you experienced." She pauses looks back at you over her shoulder.

"I think we Futa should take a more protective role with males, to shield them from the cruelties of the world instead of heaping more onto them." She turns returns to her chair.

"Does that answer your question?"

You nod and begin to get out of your chair. She clears her throat.

"I have a question for you, if you would indulge me?" You sit back down and nod again.

"Up until today, you have been one of my most difficult students, masturbating in class, openly ignoring questions, skipping projects..." she trails off and gives you another long look.

"Yet today you were a model student, in addition you pose a relevant and philosophical question to me. Why?"

You scramble for a plausible excuse, saying you are a body swapped male from a different reality MIGHT not go over well.