In The Club

Inside, the atmosphere is dark. Purple seeming to be the theme of the night as strobe lights litter the dance floor. The music is loud, and the patrons are rowdy, both Izumi and Mina standing out in their uptight school uniforms.

"Hey Izumi, you wanna get warmed up first, or loosened up?" Mina calls out, her voice barely registering in Izumi's ears over the loud music. The green haired girl hesitates, clutching the strap of her bag tightly. Mina waits a second, buy ultimately chooses for her as she once again pulls her along. "Too late!"

In a rush, the two find themselves deeper and deeper in the lions den. Passing multiple raised stages, Izumi can't help but watch as beautiful women and even a few guys dance seductively for the crowds, enticing the viewers with their movements. Her eyes sparkle at the view, as she momentarily forgets where she is. Her and Mina pass by a woman with an apparent demon themed quirk, her tiny bikini and large tits making quite the combo for the seductress.

"Hey! finally see someone you like there Zumi? I knew you were bi!"

"Wha- I- I wasn't looking! I'm just... curious what the poles here are made of, they uh... look sturdy?"

Mina laughs, before the two stop in the middle of the dance floor. A small open space that'll allow them to move freely. Izumi blushes, not accustomed to everyone being able to see her. The safety of the crowd seems to have suddenly left, as she grabs onto her arm in embarrassment.

As more eyes land on the two girls, Mina let's go of Izumi and raises her arms in the air. "Hey everyone, you ready to see a couple of UA sluts break it down?!"

Izumi's face drains of all color as the crowd erupts into cheers. She takes a step back, bringing her hands up to her face. Behind her, a group of drunk guys clink their drinks together, splashing the **** all over the floor.

Without wasting another second, the partially bimbofied hottie starts putting on a show, immediately drawing the remaining attention from Izumi, she throws her arms out and begins skipping around the circle. Izumi steps back into the puddle of beer, her back pressing into the group of guys. Looking up, their sloshes faces stare down at her, one of them seeming particularly interested as he smiles. "I uh... need to get through here..." She says weakly, a strange familiar heat beginning to form in her belly...

Dancing to the music, Mina has all eyes on her. Even the nearby stage dancers stop to watch as she clears some room. With her exaggerated movements, her tucked in uniform pops free from her skirt, allowing her blazer to fly freely behind her. Her tits, barely contained by her new bra, raise up, the inertia keeping them afloat as she spins in a circle.

With a quick motion, the alien queen jumps up, flipping forward and putting her arm out. Her hand coming into contact with the slick floor, she knows this'll be perfect. She kicks her legs in the air, using her hands to keep herself in the air as she twirls with passion. The action a move she's practiced a million times, it comes easy to her... though something she isn't prepared for is an odd change in her body mass. Unaware of any changes to herself, the sheer outward **** her flesh is applying to her clothes causes her blazer to fly off, and her breasts to fly free of her bra. She loses her balance and lands on her ass, the extra cushion making it a pleasurable experience.

She laughs at herself, her bare chest not even a thought in her mind. The crowd is silent for a moment, before everyone erupts into cheers. She soaks up the attention, suddenly feeling something warm just above her pussy...

Over at the bar, Izumi sighs, twirling a straw in between her fingers. An empty water cup sits before her, her bag taking up an empty seat next to her. "What's wrong with me?" She asks, ignoring the flaring heat inside her. "First we go to the mall, and I find a jacket I like, then suddenly..." She thinks back to what happened in the changing room. "Why does everything feel so weird?" Looking down at her hand, the odd occurrence of her painted nails draws her attention once again. "And WHY are my nails painted, I wouldn't forget doing that, right?"

In the middle of her plight, Mina comes rushing over, completely topless with sweat running down her body. Her long hair bounces with each step as she plops down on a nearby stool. "Hah... you... Should've seen that... Izumi..." Her breath is heavy. "They fucking loved me..."

Without responding to her statement, the green haired girl sets down her straw and puts a hand up. "Mina, I asked earlier but... why are my nails painted? I swear I didn't have them done, but at the same time everything tonight feels kinda fuzzy..."