Nejire And Eri

"Hey Eri are you okay? You've barely touched your food..." Mirio sighs and looks worried. He brought Eri out to a nice restaurant in hopes of cheering her up, but nothing has. The girl continues to hold her stomach, feeling the twisting and churning corruption threatening to break free.

"I don't feel good." She says weakly, her eyes still not looking up from her lap.

"Do you need to go to the bathroom?" Nejire chimes in. "I can take you." She had decided to tag along with Mirio in hopes of helping the situation.

"No... I'm fine." The silver haired girl sighs and lays down in the booth, curling up in a ball and closing her eyes.

"Hey, come with me a sec?" Nejire asks Mirio, tugging on his shirt and pointing to the bathroom. He nervously looks back to Eri before nodding his head.

The two go in front of the door to talk, Nejire sounding worried. "Is she sick? I haven't seen her this bad since Overhaul!" A girl screams from the stall next to them, her pussy being eaten out by her friend as they both go through their 1st transformation. The two 3rd years ignore them, unaware of anything out of the ordinary.

"Maybe it was the school lunch? She seemed fine until then." Mirio shrugs his shoulders.

"Maybe." Nejire starts to sweat. "Come to think of it, I'm not feeling too good either." Suddenly the blue haired girl's legs buckle, and she falls to her knees. "Ah-!"

"Woah! Watch out, I gotcha!" Mirio puts a hand on her shoulder, keeping her from falling onto her back.

"Wah- Mirio..." Suddenly Nejire seems incoherent, as her body swells. The already well endowed girl groans, her body squeezing even more mass into her already massive tits. Her nails scratch the floor, hardening by the second, turning into weapons for her personal pleasure.

She can't bring herself to talk about what she's feeling. The intense heat quickly turns into an arousing pleasure that kicks her mind into overdrive. Small fangs stick out of her mouth, signifying the end of her humanity. And the bubbly Airhead of UA, joins the goths...

"Shiiiittt~" Nejire moans, grabbing at her large breasts and kneading them. Mirio doesn't notice anything different in her appearance, but her change in tone is obvious enough to break the powerful illusion.

"You never talk like that? What's wrong?" He asks, brining her to her feet. She goes to respond, but they're interrupted by a voice behind them.

"Hey! What's taking you two so long?!" A whiny voice calls out behind them, a familiar one. Mirio turns his head to see the corruption blooming in the girl he swore to take care of.

Eri stands there out of the booth, an annoyed look on her face. In a matter of seconds, they can both see the pounds being tacked on in all the right places as the tainted energy molds her body. She sits there with a hand on her hip as her field of vision raises, soon being eye level with some others in the restaurant.

The girl goes on and on, stomping her foot on the ground as she complains about nothing. Her bratty demeanor grows more intense, distracting Mirio and Nejire from her lengthening ears and expanding assets. Small fangs soon poke out from her mouth to give her the final piece of becoming like many others have tonight.

Her clothes grow tight under her expanding chest. Her skirt and small t-shirt looking tiny on her adult figure. She strikes a pose and puts her hands behind her head. "I'm bored!"