Classroom Changes Umako Chapter 5 - 2

Umako was growing very frustrated with Hiroto’s lack of communication. When she saw him at school, he would return her greeting but then hurry off. When she texted him, he would reply with short answers or not reply at all. She tried calling him several times, but he didn’t answer.

When Aya came over for a visit, Umako unloaded her frustration.

“What is wrong with Hiroto?” she cried, “I keep giving him openings, and he keeps ignoring them! He admitted he liked me the day after the Event, but he’s never followed up by asking me out. Lately, he seems to want to ignore me!”

“Girl, boys can be incredibly dense about matters of l’amour,” Aya said, “You’re probably being way too subtle. Send him a sexy picture. That should get his attention.”

“What... kind.. of.. picture…”  Umako asked cautiously, “I’m a decent girl!”

“Well,” Aya mused, “You centaurs don’t seem to be embarrassed to have your hindquarters showing in public, so how about a selfie from behind, maybe with just a little side boob showing?”

“Are you saying I should be topless!” Umako asked, scandalized

“Well, yeah,” Aya replied, unperturbed, “but with your back to him, so he’s not seeing much. You’ve got to maintain some mystery after all.” Come on, let’s go to the bathroom. I’ll help you set up the shot.”

They proceeded to the bathroom. Umako lined herself up with her rear near the mirror. She removed her top, turned her right shoulder a quarter-turn and looked over it into the mirror.

“Like this?” she asked Aya.

“Just about,” Aya replied, “Turn just a little more, let him get a hint of your nipple. Oh, and lift your tail.”

“Lift my tail? Are you kidding?” Umako asked, panicking a bit.

“Sure, why not,” Aya assured her, “You’re just a horse back there. Everyone’s seen the back end of a horse.”

“Well, I may look like a horse back there, but it’s my pussy,” Umako protested, “I don’t know if I should be flaunting it.”

“Up to you,” Aya shrugged, “But you can’t deny that you’re not the same as a human girl in that department. Show your equipment to Hiroto. He’ll either be turned on or repulsed. Either way, it will help you resolve where you stand with him.”

“I guess you’re right,” Umako said, resigned, “I need to know if he can handle the new me and everything that comes with it.”

“That’s the spirit,” Aya assured her, “Now snap that pic.”

Umako took several shots in slightly different poses. With Aya’s assistance, they decided which one looked best and composed a message for Hiroto, including the chosen pose with a caption of “I miss you, but look what you are missing!”

“Well, this is it,” Umkao said, giggling nervously.

“Let me have one last check,” Aya said, gesturing for Umako to give her the phone.

When the phone was in her hand, Aya immediately pressed ‘Send’ and returned it to Umako.

“What have you done!” Umako gasped, “I wasn’t sure I was ready!”

“Just what I figured,” Aya replied with a grin, “I saved you the agony of deciding.”

Umako nervously waited for Hiroto to respond. The minutes turned to hours, but nothing came.