Trying to Remember Biology

Alright, it doesn't matter if he had more bones than an average human, because I could not complain. My body was much weirder than his own, which made it obvious I was different as well.

Closing the screen in frustration, I gave up trying to remember biology even if the system was there to use.

"Student Wu, may I ask what you gave me?"

Closing all screens with a wave, I looked down at the mostly clean beauty, who was sitting up. The once somewhat loose shirt he wore stretched tight across his chest.

As a woman, I wanted to flip a table. What is this nonsense?

Did this fool.. Ah.. Did he even know how much women work to-?

Ah, it didn't matter. Anyway, I decided to answer him, thinking that, after all, I had made him suffer.

"Something to help strengthen your body."

"Oh," the beauty replied, simply looking down at himself, his long hair fell around him in a silky mass, the first time I had seen this beauty he had almost been a skin head but still extremely handsome. Now, with the vial I gave him, he definitely upgraded. The usual nonchalant look with a layer of iciness was, for the moment absent, I could stare at him for hours without getting tired.

I thought that to damage this body would be a waste, but how about his mind?

He could always die like the other two, who willingly gave up their lives when I asked.

Slow poison would be a great, one that deteriorates his internal organs overtime where he will first become weak and perhaps vomit out his liquefied internal organs. 

Ah, but what type... Really slow, like ten years?

Or perhaps just one?

Would blood leak from his eyes staining his pretty face? 

I don't think I could wait too long. It would be boring waiting so long.

Ah, but it would be exciting watching him get weaker and weaker, struggling to walk, breathe, and finally losing the battle to simply survive. Those beautiful eyes fluttering close in death and that strong heart stuttering to a stop.

I closed my eyes for a moment in rapture.

The glee that I wanted to fully experience, I did not even have the time to before it was suddenly nipped in the bud. Sigh. Disappointing.

"Since you seem well, please see yourself out. I need a shower and my rest our two-day break is over." I told him, stepping back and turning to retrieve some clothing from the walk-in closet, including undergarments, placing them on the bed.

After I headed to the bathroom and stripped, taking a leisurely shower.

When I was finished, I air-dried and then moisturised. Wrapping myself in a robe I exited and paused when I saw the beauty still on my bed but sitting up.

"I still feel kind of weak so I'm waiting up until I can walk straight sorry,"

"Mmm," I replied, then proceeded to grab my things and headed to my walk-in closet.

It didn't take long to dress. Inside I thought of this beauty who, though cleaned, should at least soak in the tub a bit.

Upon my exit, I glanced at him once more and thought of how his shirt continued to be an eyesore stretching across his chest, shoulders and arms teasing a child like me before snapping.

"Get up and take a soak in the tub, I will leave suitable clothing on the bed for you."

At the same time, I unwrapped the towel and tossed it in a basket to be cleaned later, immediately my hair sprang out just passed my shoulders haloing my head, wound tight in small dark coils. It was still damp when I touched it, so I conjured another towel and then proceeded to dab at it once again sighing, to dry this is such a choir but it feels so soft... Mmmm... So good like sheep wool.

"Tyna."

"Sh*t!" I muttered, suddenly feeling slightly agitated somehow. Because of this I felt utterly vulnerable. I could not move.

Closing my eyes, I inhaled immediately, feeling calm, but then there was a seductive voice in my ears.

"Allow me to help you dry this mass."

"Ah..."

There was nothing else I could say or do but just stand there as large hands of a boy who seemed older than his somewhat sixteen-year-old body should be reached out and touched my hair. There was a cold, electrical current seeping from his body, but I was not made uncomfortable by it.

Instead, I felt as if I'd melt in a puddle from all the engorged zones he unintentionally triggered while he continued to gently dry my hair.

I leaned against him with half-lidded eyes and legs about to give out.

"mmm…"

He rubbed a spot, and I felt a jolt directly to my soul. Subconsciously, I agreed to whatever the system just said, close to passing out from the pleasure I was feeling.

"Ahhhhh!"

My eyes widened, then rolled to the back of my head and I passed out.