Your quirk!

As you exchange introductions, Mt. Lady further inquires about your quirk. “So, it’s a cow quirk, right? I just assumed, with the hooves and horns and all...” She says, gesturing to your bovine features.

“Yeah, pretty much. I got the standard mutant features slop, along with a boost in power when I get pissed. It does come with some sweet muscles though.” You admit, flexing your biceps.

“Ha! Yep, those abs are firm enough to grate cheese on!” She laughs, eyeing you up hungrily. She pauses. “Say, my shift just ended, and I gotta grab a change of clothes...” She says, pulling at the tear in her costume with disdain. “But after that, you wanna grab dinner?”

You sit in stunned silence for a moment, and she begins to speak again. “I mean, we don’t have to, but I was just thinking-“

“Yeah, no no, that sounds great!” You blurt out.

“Alright! Meet you here in 30 minutes!” She says cheerfully, as she begins to turn around. She pauses and briefly looks back; “I’d advise grabbing a new shirt, but if you’d rather give me a better view of those abs, I won’t object~” As she walks off, you can’t help but grin. Did you just land a date with Mt. Lady?

The next couple hours are like a dream. You and Mt. Lady- or, Yu as she insists you call her, hit it off great. Her humor and teasing manages to bring you out of your shell as if you two were old friends. As you sit together eating Takoyaki (which she convinced YOU to pay for), you can’t help but steal the occasional glance at her figure. She really is beautiful, with long, supple legs, pale blond hair which curls to ringlets at the tips, ample breasts, and a killer ass. As you look up, you realize she has caught your gaze. “Admiring the goods?” She laughs with a wolfish grin. “It’s alright, I was ogling you pretty hard earlier myself. And I’m used to it. My ass-ets are real breadwinners. You think any ol’ new hero can climb the popularity ranks so quick?”

As the night wraps up, the takoyaki vendor closes his window, and lights start to go out. “I guess that’s it then...” Yu sighs, leaning against your shoulder. “...Unless...” she trails on, suddenly bearing an evil grin. “You’d like to walk me home? It IS awfully late out.” “I’d be delighted to!” You reply, matching her expression.

As you approach her apartment, her hand in yours, your cow ears twitch. Was that a footstep? You feel that familiar feeling of eyes on your back. You’ve actually felt it for some time now. Are your cow prey instincts kicking in?