It had been an especially hot and sunny day, which called for several girls either fainting or getting heat stroke and even for a girl like Persephone who took to extreme heats rather well, she had fallen victim to the heat outside. She had been playing with her friends--just a friendly game of volleyball in the sports field when she fell down, brow sweating profusely and with a temperature of 40 degrees.

The girls carried their friend into the infirmary, in the hopes that someone would take care of their sick friend who looked very ill indeed, her usually pale face red with fever.

Shinigami was having a brief discussion with the nurse not too far from the infirmary. She emits a chuckle as he blushes. It was obvious that he must've said a joke which the nurse found quite amusing. Then they both politely bow and the nurse carefully walks off in the other direction.

He started to walk in the direction towards the infirmary till he got stopped by a student. A look of worry planted on her face as she gasps, "Sir! Hey... my friend is feeling kinda ill. We were playing volleyball. And it's like a toaster oven out there. Anyway... she needs some help. Please... you must do something."

He then nods briefly as he says, "Don't worry, young one. I'll help your friend out, I promise." He then playfully winks at her which causes her to giggle abit bashfully. In the girl's mind, Wow, he's so handsome. But I never seen him around here before. Is he an intern?

He then ducked inside as he makes his way into the infirmary. He peers around as he notices another girl brushing the head of Persephone as she stands, hearing someone come in as she gazes upon Shinigami's form. She then says, "Hello, sir. My friend, Persephone, fainted while playing volleyball. Anyway... she needs help to cool off. I think she's got heat stroke."

He carefully approached the bed and the girl looked so peaceful as she was resting. But her breathing was laboured and fitful at the same time. He then nods to the girl and says, "Go to that fridge over there. It'll contain some cold compresses, I'm sure. Can you fetch them for me?" "S-sure!," the girl says as she dashes over, opening the fridge and grabs a few compresses before finally shutting the door. She then maneuvers over to stand beside Shinigami and hands them over to him.

He smiles warmly as he says, "Thank you, my dear. You can leave now. I will tend to your friend, okay?" "Okay. Thank you so much, sir. Byebye," she says cheerfully as she exited from the room.

Shinigami contemplates exactly how to do this as he gently sets one of the compresses on Persephone's forehead, another one on her chest, her stomach, and one in between her thighs, and two on her arms and on each of her legs.

Hopefully this'll work, he thought to himself as he gazes down upon the girl's form, perhaps she'll even allow me to study her while I'm here.

The girl gasped as the compresses touched her overheated skin, trying to move away from them, but feeling too heavy limbed. The cold served to wake her up and she blearily opened her eyes, trying to see where she was. One minute, she wa playing volleyball, having fun--the next she remembered falling--screaming even and now...

She was in a comfy bed, looking up at a white ceiling with the smell of sterility around her. The A/C was turned on, so the heat wouldn't return to finish her young life off just yet (heat stroke was a serious illness after all). She was still flushed, though the compresses were helping to lower her body temperature quite nicely. Her pained wide blue eyes looked around until they were laid upon the familiar form of Shinigami, a tutor who had taught her quite a few things about the human body. She smiled weakly up at him.

"Hello professor...I didn't know you work in the infirmary, too," she said softly. She remembered their last encounter fondly and would love to have studied with him by her side gain, but she ended up with her old teacher every time she tried to schedule for a tutoring session. And now here he was...and there she was all helpless and weak.

"I do alot of volunteering around here," he says calmly as he places a hand upon her cheek. He then emits a gentle sigh as he says, "But... you won't have to worry. After all... I'm sure that you'll be okay. Your friends were very worried. And since the nurse decided to go on break for alittle while. I'd pitch in to assist."

"Oh, I have a present for you," he says cheerfully. He then holds up a hand. As he holds it in front of the girl's face so she can watch... a stuffed rabbit with heart shaped spots suddenly appears within it as he sets it down gently by Persephone.

He then emits a chuckle as he says, "Well, I do know one thing you seem to like. And it must definitely be rabbits and bunnies." His cool, blue eyes sparkle with a calming light as he gazes deep into the girl's eyes as if trying to read them... to study them... to learn about the girl's most untouched desires.

Persephone leaned into the cool hand touching her cheek and she sighed, closing her eyes again. It touched the cheek with the heart tatoo upon it and the girl wouldn't mind placing it in the handsome man's hands again...well, her body in the very least. "That's good to hear," she said. "I hope you're a good enough doctor as you were a tutor." Well, perhaps not, as he hadn't reallt taught her much of anything last time they met, except for how well they could perform sexually.

The girl's eyes widened as a stuffed rabbit appeared out of nowhere in the man's hand and she beamed at him. Slowly lifting up her hands, the cold compresses falling off of them, she reached out and took the toy into her arms, seemingly very happy with the gift. "Oh, I love it. Nothing cheers a sick girl up like attention and present...especially one this cute, but..." She laughed. "I don't normally keep stuffed rabbits or bunnies...I do have a stuffed Cthulu plushie though...."

F-father... Cthulhu, he thought as he closes his eyes. He goes dreadfully silent as his calm demeanor suddenly shifts briefly. Then he reopens them as he gazes upon the girl. He then says, "You amuse me, girl. A Cthulhu plushie, eh? I'm surprised anyone would make any of such a vile, wicked beast." He then starts to chuckle lightly.

In his mind, however, he thinks, Does she know that I'm one of his children? Does she have a sense that can figure out what I really am? This is perplexing!

He then shakes his head as he says, "You know... I tend to collect alot of baseball cards. I mostly tend to get them off the internet. Kinda surprising for someone like me... a biologist... interested in baseball." Although it was a lie, he hoped to help ease the girl to help her cool down even further. It wasn't too fun to ravish a girl who was suffering any "ill" effects after all.

Persephoen smiled, chuckling gently. "Well, I, for one, think he's rather adorable--especially in plush form," she said, not realizing she had sex with one of the infamous monster's children. She probably would have been a mix of utter horror and joy (not to mention got a little hot under the collar thinking about it). She held onto the rabbit doll though, comforted by its presence in her arms as she was by the man at her side and speaking to her.

She listened and talked to him a little while, waiting patiently until her fever broke. Sometimes she would doze off listening to him speak, but would be awake again in a few seconds. Finally, her body returned to normal, though it was shivering under the cold compresses still placed on her. Blushing a little, she removed the one on her groin.

"Brr...I'm getting a little cold here....funny...I come in here...so hot I'm sick and now I'm fr-freezing..."

He blinks abit abashed as he gazes upon the girl. He carefully strokes over her cheek as he says, "You know... I've always thought you were so beautiful. So innocent and naive. And yet... I realize that I want to enjoy myself with you again." A blush formulates on his face which would surprise many girls.

I hope I don't come on too strong or she may realize my true intentions, he thought as he gazes down upon the girl. He then leans his face close to hers and says gently, "I know you like watching me. I can sometimes sense you ogle at me quite often when I'm wandering down the halls. But... don't be alarmed... I actually am glad you would think I'm a handsome fellow."

He then emits a soft chuckle as he says, "Heck... alot of the girls on this campus wish to go out on a date with me. I guess I'm a magnet or something." He doesn't feel embarrassed about admitting that, however... as a wry grin crosses over his face.

Thinking he thought her funny about the whole Cthulhu thing, she told him what she honestly would do if she ever met up with one. "Even if I get killed, I'll make it a point to kiss every one of his face tentacles before I die--or just die trying." She knew how that monster was and was no fool about it, even if Shinigami was the gentlest out of the entire lot. She smiled though as he continued to stroke her cheek. It was a very nice feeling, to be cared for like that.

A blush not from a fever broke out on her pale cheeks as he told her that she was beautiful and innocent--the beautiful part she was dubious to and the innocent part was something not that many could say about her as she had a foul mouth and a perverted mindset at times around people...But then again, like this...when she was in a quiet setting with no one around she was as innocent as he put it. Her breath caught in her throat as he leaned in close, their faces mere inches from one another. She suddenly had the urge to kiss him, but held it in, blushing.

"Well, yes. You are very handsome, professor," she told him honestly, fidgetting with the plush doll in her hands. It was a nervous habit she had and one she usually took out on her Cthulhu doll by stroking the fluffy tentacles anxiously.

It's so tempting to reveal myself to her and just grant her the wish to see Cthulhu in all his glory. But will she be alarmed? Will she scream for help? Will she allow me to take her? And will she let be study her?, he thought as he peered at the girl. Then in a rather unexpected shift of his demeanor... he eagerly plants a rather sensual kiss on her lips. His tongue gently dancing over her lips as he wraps his arms about her. One started to grope over her rear while the other one was holding onto her back, rubbing over it.

He then breaks from the kiss as he says, "I can help you feel alot better. Maybe..." He then tries his best to fight the urge to revert back to his true form. And he detested being in the guise of a human with a passion.

He was thinking for a long time and she wondered what was crossing his mind. "Thinking about all the intricacies of the female reproductive system, professor?" she asked teasingly, putting the rabbit toy aside now that she didn't feel so utterly embarrassed and in need of something to shield her. She was quite surprised to find not an answer, but a kiss. He pulled her up into his arms, one limb supporting her back while the other groped her soft, little behind. She moaned into the kiss, starting to kiss him back, her tongue shyly touching his when he pulled away.

Her face was totally flush again, a darling expression of being left breathless as he held her rather weakened form. Although she had recovered from her fever, it didn't mean she was entirely strong enough to be running about again. She looked at him, somewhat innocently confused.

"Really? How?" she asked softly, her voice barely above a whisper. Feeling a little bold she nuzzled his cheek, smiling gently all the while. She really was an adorable little slip of a girl.

"I do wish to study you even further...," his says complacently as his eyes flashed red briefly. He then lowers his gaze abit as he stared at his hands which were becoming claw-like, his flesh tone shifting and the skin turning rubbery, slimy, and sticky all at the same time on his hands. He then averts his gaze back to her face as she saw his eyes suddenly shift to a pupiless yellow.

He then suddenly backs up as he dropped into a crouch. Rips and tears were heard as his clothes fell away while his height suddenly triples. Two wings suddenly sprout free from his back. And even as his hands changed, so did his feet which now appeared claw-like. His stomach started to inflate, bulging out to gain a much rounder curve.

But the most surprising change of all was his head as all of his hair sinks into his head as it starts to shift to look more "octopoid"-like. Tentacles suddenly erupted around his mouth and chin as he closes his eyes briefly.

Here standing before the girl was a spawn of Cthulhu himself. His height now 15 feet and he flexes his wings which were 30 feet wide. He then reopens his eyes as he gazes at the girl. The tentacles on his face wriggling and writhing on their own.

He then emits a deep rumble as he says, "Let me study you now, girl."

Persephone possessed very few fears in the world. In fact, she only had one major phobia and it was mainly of getting dunked in slime or having something utterly slimey touch her. So as she watched him trasnform into his true image, she was very much stunned, but felt at the back of her mind that she had gone through this before. It was a case of deja vu that she slowly looked up at the monster before, towering over her rather menacingly at 15 feet. And even if she didn't, she recognized this monster from pictures she had seen.

A Cthulhu...a real live Cthulhu.

Remembering her sort of promise she had made to Shinigami, she started to tremble. What scared her most was not the large wingspan, the claws or even the fact with weight alone he could kill her. No, it was the fact that his skin seemed to have a slimey sheen to it that made her fear him. But still, there was a determined look in her eyes as she shakily--both from fright and from being too weak--stood up on the bed. The piece of furniture had given her some height, just enough to reach his chin. She would let him study her, she decided, as long as he let her do this one thing...

With trembling hands, she placed them upon his chest and lifted herself onto her toes as she brought her lips to one wriggling tentacle and giving it a sweet kiss.

He snarls deeply as he gazes at her. He slowly but steadily wraps his arms about the girl. Then he lifts her up to where she has easier access to his face tentacles. Each of them start to lightly dance over her face, some tickling, others prodding, and a few were poking as he doesn't speak readily. One of his clawed hands start to carress and rub over the girl's crotch, grinding it to her pussy. The other hand held her to himself as she sinks into the flab of his stomach.

He finally says, "You might feel extreme pleasure or you might feel extreme pain if I study you. Otherwise... it'll completely exhaust you one way or the other." Then he emits a snort as he continued to lightly toy with her.

For this girl... he had developed a mutual understanding towards her. But still he was a big, horny, lust-crazy monster nevertheless.

Persephone had to fight from laughing as some of the tentacles tickled her. It took her some time, but she managed to kiss most of them and that was saying a lot. She utterly forgot her fear of being slimed as her body remembered him, though her mind didn't. She shivered ad he rubbed her crotch and was reminded exactly who and what was holding her so intimately.

She started shaking again. "Is...is that so?" she asked, not relishing the idea that she might be in pain. But, there was pleasure as well, right? So, it wouldn't be that unpleasant. And from what she had remembered of their last encounter, it had been very good for her. So, though not entirely sure, she nodded in ascent. "W-well...alright...study away." The girl didn't know exactly what was going to happen to her, but she was going to have to place her trust in the cthulhu spawn. At the very least, she had managed to kiss his tentacles.

"Um...should I..." She shuddered as the clawed hand rubbed up against her clit. "...Should I undress myself? Wouldn't want to walk out of here naked and all..."