As you reach the final stage of your transformation, Michael's jaw drops in awe. Even the most seasoned mages at the school have never seen anything like this. Your body glows with an ethereal light, and your speed seems to surpass even what was previously thought possible. The air around you crackles with energy as you stand there, fully transformed into a being of pure superlative speed.

"I... I don't know what you are,"

Miss Flannery? --Alex Kinderi! ... How much longer does she feel if it ever happens before he refuses his voice after?" said Mskusle (or maybe not), but rather than her little snafries; too strong enough on how many things can be made by him which tells every student they say that when all is real man would start laughing about their "brotherhood." It should work well again – please tell them… ........yeah . .. :)

Professor Night Veil nods slowly, her expression a mix of awe and curiosity. "Fascinating," she whispers. Then, leaning forward over the desk, she continues in a conspiratorial tone of her own, "If I may ask... have any of your ancestors left behind any artifacts or knowledge that might be useful to you here at Eldoria Magic Academy?"

Her breasts press against the table as she leans closer, and you can't help but notice how inviting they seem.

Professor Night Veil sits back in her chair again, regarding you thoughtfully. "Well, it's certainly something to think about as you settle into your studies here," she says, a small smile playing on her lips. "I hope that you feel free to come to me if there's ever anything I can do to help you adjust or make yourself comfortable." Her gaze drops to the valley between your breasts for a moment before meeting your eyes again. "And of course...