The office of an extremely tall, totally original vampire woman.

You knew you would be transported to Hela U from your research on the Duck Tales forums, which as everyone knows is where demons on earth congregate incognito, but you never expected to arrive at the Dean's office.

You immediately recognize Lily Dimitrescare in her trade mark wide brimmed hat, matching blood red dress with it's famously plunging neckline, and towering height you would estimate as being around 9'6.66". There was a lot of furor recently on Launchpad's Lagoon that some new video game had ripped off her design and gone viral for it, and you got dogpiled for suggesting that just maybe the creator just happened to design a completely similar character with superficial surface level changes. Seeing her in the pale, pretty flesh is completely different from squishing off to her online, and you are scared stiff...literally. You struggle to say something to end this terrible tension stammering, "Hi, I'm Lily...no I mean you're Lily...I mean Ma'am, I mean Mistress...I mean I'm Will...oh..." you stop as she shifts ever so slightly and her breasts bounce as if they might pop free any moment.

Seemingly aware that her reputation precedes her, and the obvious effect she has on you, Dean Dimitrescare smiles slyly. She stays seated and still stands taller than you, letting you shiver for a minute, no doubt enjoying the tremors running through you making your body jiggle like jello. You wished she didn't look so hungry when she licked her lips, and you wish you didn't feel so tasty when you pictured her drinking you in...again literally. Finally, she says in an tone that is both cold and sultry at the same time. "Well, Willow. I suppose you are wondering why a highborn vampire of thrice royal blood like moi is doing greeting a lowly slime girl student."

You had been, just not in quite so insulting terms, so you nod and she continues, "You clearly already know that your father was a slime and your mother a...human," she says the word like it's the most vile thing imaginable. You'd be offended, but with a few exceptions, you've had the same experience. Dean Dimitrescare continues, "But I doubt you know your father is an Archduke of Pandemonium, Blorp Glorp Gulgubous. I must say, Willow is a much prettier name. I'm glad you don't go for the slime naming conventions."

Your blue body blushes purple as you hear your girl name for the first time. You weren't sure what name you should use and had a list a mile long, but your brain hiccup was a happy accident and 'Willow' sounds right to you. "Good girl. I tire of people pretending they aren't madly in love with me and eager for the smallest scrap of praise. No, I much prefer a good little girl that gets bimbo dumb when ever they even think of me." Dean Dimitrescare 'praises' you in the most patronizing way possible. Again, you'd be offended if she wasn't dead right. If she were to offer to make you her suckslave or even eat you all up, you know you'd nod yes.

'Unfortunately', the dean doesn't deign to drink from you today, instead straightening up and gaining a foot as she speaks more officiously, "But to more immediate concerns...you will be assigned to Quad 2. Don't worry, it doesn't mean you are the 'beta' dorm or any other unscientific nonsense like some schools practice. Now go to room 101 where a very lovely lamia named Lolly. Just don't let her eat you up." She makes it sound so lovely, but you think you should probably avoid getting eaten on your first day. You wouldn't want to get a reputation as an easy meal after all.

Dean Dimitrescare gives you a dismissive little wave with her long claws and starts going about her business. You hate yourself for it, but you want nothing more than to slide under her desk and up her long, lovely legs. You imagine her being disgusted and stepping on you, and the thought all but turns you into a panting puddle. You turn quickly and hurry to the door before you fall apart, closing the door behind you. You hurry to your dorm, hoping to get there before you gush.