As informativly as your previous visits

You stumble slightly as the head master pushes you though the door. "Welcome back." Morgan says. You see her looking at some of the paraphernalia on the shelves.

As you hear the door close a part of what the head master said about Aimil. "What stat -" THUD. "ion?" The door had never made that noise before and you can't help but feel like the head master had made the noise himself. You briefly wonder if everyone is messing with you or just keep finding people who are surprisingly immature.

"You know what I think she took one of my books." Morgan says pulling your attention back to her.

"What?" You ask walking further into the room.

"That last Amarok, the one who refused to let me get any, I think she stole one of my books." Morgan's form dissipated and then reformed closer to you.

"Was it important?" You ask as you try and think of what you should ask her.

"It was the best porn I'd ever read." She says causally.

You blink a few times think you misheard, then you thought about it and yeah that checks out. "You know they make videos of that now." You say taking a seat on the lounge.

"What?" Morgan asks appearing on the lounge next to you. "And where is my puppy?" Her domineering nature is back and even after all the times you've cum it does get a slight reaction.

You mentally stop yourself from going there. You are getting something done, you are getting more information on what Amarok's can and can't do and whatever other information you can. "She's in he room at Cerberus house. What does being an Amarok mean?"

Morgan raises an eyebrow. "Have you forgotten the deal, you make me cum I'll give you answers to questions, so are we fucking or are you putting your mouth to work?"

"You said I earned some questions last time." You say with a slightly indignant tone.

"Yes and you left without asking anything." She stared at you and you stared back. You didn't say anything else because, well she had all the answers and you had nothing so it's not like you can make an argument. Morgan raises a finger and trains it along your arm, the nail cold but not quite sharp as it runs along your skin. "What did you mean videos?"

You hesitate for a moment as your body tried to respond the dominate sexy woman sitting very close to you. Then realize this might be a question for a question thing rather than a earning with sex thing. "I asked first." You aren't sure why aren't submitting to her dominate presence, maybe all the hormones from you last encounter with Aimil are still strong enough.

Morgan's skin moves from your arm to your neck but you don't react. She smiles at you. "Amaroks are the result of an unequal metaphysical strain snapping back into place. We are rare because in order for that metaphysical strain to reach a point of snapping an almost impossible set of circumstances need to happen."

You blink thinking that might make what she just said make sense. You kinda regret missing that magical metatheory class, actually that was Morgan's fault. "What?"

"My turn." Morgan says as he finger taps your nose. "What is a video?"

Take a moment for that to click in your head. "Right two hundred years." You try to think about how to explain two hundred years worth of technological advancements to Morgan the magic wielding sphere girl. "It's like a flipping through a sequence of paintings one after the over very quickly, with sound." You think that is the best you can do.

"What?" She starts to stroke your hair as she asks and you find it a little harder to focus.

"My turn." You say shift slightly moving her hand away from your head as subtly as you can to try and stop the distraction.

"Basically you're blood line had magic in it but at some point they stopped being able or aware of it, normally people with large untapped or untappable potential attract one another and their children can use magic, makes them stronger than average, our current dear head master is an example." Morgan smiles, "They usually are." Her hand returns to your head, the petting getting noticeably heavier and her body pressing against you. "An Amarok is what happens when that doesn't happen, the magical unused potential of several blood lines being compressed into one person results in us."

As far as an explanation of who you are goes, that feels kinda just ok, like surely there must be more of you, unless there are a lot more magic users out there than you thought there were. Which might be possible considering how new you are to this.

"So about those videos?" Morgan asks her other hand now stroking your thigh.

You feel your ability to resist and be productive slipping away when an idea some to you. "I can show you." You stand up and walk over to a desk, there are some pieces of paper and a pencil so you draw a quick flip book of a stick figure walking. "Here." You hand Morgan the pages and show her how to flick through them. She does so and looks very unimpressed.

"That's it?"

"No ... it's, ok you know you watched me and Aimil having sex right." As you say that blush creeps into your cheeks.

"Mmmm, you two were very cute together, I think you should go and get her so we can -" Morgan starts to purr into your ear.

You step away from her quickly but as inoffensively as possibly. "We imagine being able to watch that whenever, wherever you want, and not just that but any thing you want, any kink or anything." You say feeling like that might have been easier than the flip book.

Morgan doesn't say anything or move closer to you as she thinks about that. "Really?" She sounds very interested all a sudden. "Do you have any videos?" She appears to have lost interest in having sex with you for the moment.

You never thought you would ever regret not bringing porn to school with you. "No." As you say that Morgan's interest returns to you. "But I know where to get some." And the interest is gone.

"Really?" You are beginning to think that maybe Morgan isn't so horny because of a two hundred something year dry spell, you think she is just a nympho.

"Sure, if you answer a few more questions." You counter.

Morgan raises an eyebrow at you. "One more, if the videos are good I might let you ask another." You should have known you couldn't just get away with that.

"Deal." With one question you think really hard about what you should ask, if you can't get any videos who knows how things would go so best make this one more useful that the Amarok one.