Let her translate the notes for you.

You don't trust her, but again, you trust Olive to be Olive. If you let her translate, she is going to try to hypnotize you and hump you. You wouldn't mind the second part, and you are actually a little curious about the first part, but you want to set some boundaries first.

"Look, Olive, I'm gonna be honest with you. I actually like you, and I would fool around with you without the swirly eye thing. I might even let you hypnotize me..." the eager octogirl slides over to you and wraps her tempting tendrils around you before you get a chance to finish. You close your eyes and continue, in an even firmer tone, "BUT...I won't let you play with me at all if I can't trust you. You can either take the chance of letting me keep my free will and it not working out, or you can try and brainwash you and drive me away. The latter doesn't seem to be working out for you, so maybe it's time to try something new?"

You hear sniffling, so you open your eyes and see Olive crying as she pulls away from you. She slides back to her bed and curls her coils in a ball around her. You know it's probably just another trick, but you can't let just sit back and watch her suffer. You slip on the bed next to her, taking her nearest tentacle in your hand and softly stroking it. She looks up teary eyed and sniffs, "It's SSNIF easy for you to say. You're a pretty girl with all the right parts. If anyone knew what I was packing under my legs, they wouldn't want me." As if to prove herself right, Olive spreads her legs and reveals an even more purplely, plump prick standing proudly at attention even as she wilts woefully.

You never thought you'd let anyone see you in boy mode; you'd hoped you'd left that behind, but you can't tell Olive her parts don't make her any less of a woman if you aren't willing to do the same. You slide off the bed and slide your slippery hands over your body, putting you back to your mostly flat featured body with your average sized member hanging loose and limp and your boyish features still looking a little pretty as your blush matches the octogirl's purple, but you are still unmistakably, if not unfortunately male passing. "So...this is my starting form. Us slimes are literally assigned a gender at birth just to keep it even, but apparently more and more of us are going full fluid or like me, something more girl most of the time, even if sometimes we feel more they/he. I enrolled here instead of Hades U because I am really really into girls, and I think you're a super cute one, cock and all."

It was the first time you spoke your truth out loud instead of in The Glam Yankees fan forums. Saying it out loud like this makes a lot of things obvious to you in retrospect. You aren't a straight boy trying to fool the girls. You are a gay girl that's too stretchy to fit in a little box. You don't know what that will be in the end, but you are glad you don't have to keep lying about it, if only to yourself. You are feeling a little boxed in wearing your boy body, and as you imagine your girl mode, you feel your weight shift and slide as you shrink and swell in all the right places. You've somehow unlocked the ability to shift without sculpting yourself! It's a high level ability, and you aren't sure exactly how you managed it, but it makes you feel that much more certain that coming clean was the right thing for you.

Olive is astounded, and eager to explore your new bouncy body. Her 'hands' are all over you as she exclaims, "Eeeeee! I can't believe how perfect you are! I can't believe I almost made you a braindead bimbo blowme doll! I mean..." she puts a prober to her lips and blushes, but you bat it away and crush your lips against hers. They practically engulf your own plump puckers at first, but you assert yourself with an even more powerful kiss, sucking her round lips sweetly and tracing it with your tongue. You get a wicked idea that makes you so wet you almost sploosh into a puddle at her feet.

"What if you hypnotized me, but just to remove my inhibitions for awhile? You'd have to turn me back if I ask you to, and I get to hold on to your heart as collateral." You are almost surprised by Olive by the last request, but it's the only protection you would have if Olive took things too far and you didn't have the inhibitions to stop you from caring. If she can trust you, you can trust her, and then maybe you can won't need back ups in the future.

You wait with baited breath...