In an unused closet…

While investigating things, Alex was informed that the Collective of Underground Mystics had several stashes of paraphernalia hidden on campus, and that Kate had been frequenting presumably one such stash for the past few months. According to his sources, the best answer anyone had ever gotten out of her was that she was ‘working on something’ and to Alex, that meant that she was either practicing some sort of magic, or masturbating in between classes. Honestly, it seemed like a toss-up to him. After much internal debate, Alex finally decided to seek out Kate while she was at the alleged stash, a spare closet in a quiet wing of the main building.

Upon reaching the closet door, Alex briefly hesitated before proceeding to open it as quietly as he could. Stepping into the dimly lit room, he saw Kate, sitting at a desk against the back wall and flanked by shelves of tomes, vials, charms, pouches and other trinkets that ran the length of the closet.

As Alex approached her, Kate turned around in her chair, gazing at him with the same look his professor had given him when he blew up a beaker. Alex, knowing it was now or never, asked the question of a lifetime. “Hi Kate, um, I’m Alex Schmidt. Uh, I know it’s weird that I followed you here, but, and I know this is gonna make me sound really weird but… Can you turn me into a futanari?” After continuing to stair at him for a few seconds, Kate responded. “You either know a lot more about me than I thought anyone did, or you’re the luckiest man on the planet, because as it just so happens, that’s exactly what I’ve been researching in here. So, yes, I can turn you into a futa, if you really want me to, but it won’t be easy, I’m afraid. As you can imagine, it takes a lot of effort to do something like this...”