Not Smoothly.

David stood frozen in front of Ms. Myers, unable to think of a way out without telling some sort of lie - which he was **** to avoid. The pressure of trying not to trigger the curse combined with her withering stare was too much for him.

The only thing David could squeak out was a meek "sorry." This single word response was like pouring gasoline on an already raging fire as Ms. Myers's face went through various shades of pink and red before settling on a color best described as that of a demon sunbathing on the surface of a red giant.

The fury radiating off her was enough to make even a hardened soldier shrink back like a puppy being scolded for the first time. David did his best to withstand her **** glare, waiting for her to lean in with one of her infamous lectures - but no words came.

What David didn't realize was that Ms. Myers was so enraged she'd temporarily lost the ability to speak. Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, David took the brief moment of respite (not knowing how long it would last) and began thinking about a way out of this mess.

After two minutes of mental preparation, David decided using his curse wouldn't make the situation any worse. Breathing in through his nose, he mentally prepared himself for whatever changes might come next - just as Ms. Myers recovered her voice.

With a voice that sounded like harpies fighting a chalkboard with their claws, she laid into him: "...Of all the students I've had, I have NEVER been treated with such disrespect... You are a leech on my class and an example of the lowering standards at this university... Your parents should have done the responsible thing and moved to opposite sides of the world before meeting - just to prevent a cosmic mistake like you..." Her nonstop barrage didn't even leave breaks for breathing as she spewed vitriol like a machine gun.

There were no gaps for David to get a word in edgewise. The longer Ms. Myers lectured, the more frustrated and enraged he got at her and the whole situation. His emotions bubbled inside him like obsidian black tar until finally, when she took a moment to sip water, David shouted: "You absolute bitch! You're nothing but a horny closeted slut who lusts after your students!"

He continued his tirade: "You get off on being alone with male students, hoping one of them might snap and dominate you like the submissive slut you are. But you're too much of a twisted bitch to just admit that you've been craving a good master to put you in your place since high school."

David caught his breath after the verbal ****: "That's why your husband left - he couldn't dominate you properly, and you were too proud to admit you craved being collared and used as a man's plaything!" Looking at Ms. Myers, David saw she'd changed.

Her makeup was heavier, her outfit tighter (pushing up her breasts), and her hair more voluminous. But the most striking change was her expression - gone was the haughty fury, replaced by a mask of shock, surprise, and something else David couldn't quite place. Her face flushed a light pink instead of rage-filled red.

Ms. Myers opened her mouth as if to say something, then closed it again. She did this several times as she thought about what David said - knowing deep down that he was right. She'd been aching for someone to control her for so long and took out her frustration on him.

Working up her courage, Ms. Myers finally agreed: "You're absolutely right... I have been aching for someone to control me for so long, and I took my frustrations out on you. How can you ever forgive me, sir? I'll do anything to make it up to you." With a particular emphasis on the word 'anything' that came out almost like a breathy moan.

She would genuinely do whatever it took to hopefully get David to become her master - a prospect that both thrilled and terrified her. If they met 40 years ago it wouldn't have even been a question. But with her current age she worried that David might prefer someone younger to be his submissive pet. Her worry and need were clear as day on her face as her desires and doubts warred inside her.