Back To The Diner

As Mirko hops across the streets below, she passes over a small diner with an increasingly steamy atmosphere. Inside Mirio takes a step forward towards Eri, she whines about trivial things as most moody teens do.

"Come on Mirio! Let's do something fun!" She rolls her eyes before smiling brightly, showing her newly acquired fangs. The once quiet girl bounces slightly on her tiptoes, causing her new shift enticingly.

Behind him, Nejire puts a hand on his shoulder and grins. "Ohhh yeah! I'm with Eri!"

He turns to face his classmate and friend, seeing nothing wrong. Her new true appearance, along with Eri's, hidden from his brain. The two fledglings surge with new urges, their rewired brains pumping them full of hormones.

A few tables down, a woman's legs fly up in the air as her husband flip her onto her back. He growls and rips into her panties as he uses his newly lengthened tongue to lick at her pussy. She protests at first but quickly warms up to the idea as she starts to moan.

Around the group of three, others begin to follow suit. Many patrons ignoring social standards and indulging in themselves. For a moment the shock of the situation snaps Mirio out of his fog, allowing him to see everything for what it really is. He looks at Eri, slowly stalking up to him. And right next to him his long time friend, her red eyes beginning to glow.

"Wha- What's happening?" He asks nervously.

"Nothing... That's the problem!" Eri says with a giggle. She makes her way all the way up to the blonde, pushing herself against him in a rather lewd manner. Mirio feels his concentration slipping, but tries to stay focused.

"This... Something's keeping me- Need to focus-" Nejire leans into him as well, leaning her head on his shoulder. The two girls look at eachother, then back to him, both of them with the same thing on their minds.

The patrons around them grow louder. Hissing and moaning begins to drown out the quiet ambience of before. The woman getting eaten out by her husband screams in pleasure, before popping her head up from the booth. Her face now sporting pointed ears and small fangs. "Fuck! Keep going!" She says frantically before laying back down and keeping her husband's mouth on her.

"You know..." Nejire says innocently. "I think I have an idea of what we could do..."

Mirio can feel the heat in his cheeks as he blushes. The soft mounds of his friend against his shoulder urging a reaction from inside his pants. "M-maybe we should-" He goes to speak, but the girls move him into the nearby booth, sitting him down. He smiles nervously, trying to tell a joke to lighten the strangely dark mood.

"What a cornball..." Nejire says, he usual bubbly personality taking a backseat for a moment. Eri giggles at his joke, and blushes.

Once again, Mirio's perception of the true state of things weakens. His mind clouded with lust as an erection rises in his pants, his guard is lowered somewhat. "What'd you have in mind?"

Nejire hisses and descends to her knees. "Let's just see where tonight takes us..." She's been friends with Mirio so long, she's seen him rise so high as a hero. "He deserves this." She thinks. Almost on autopilot, she reaches a hand to his pants, grabbing at his belt and undoing it. Eri stares in awe at the action and kneels next to the third year, her previously innocent brain soaking in the new lewd knowledge like a sponge.

She learns how to undo a man's belt, and then- what a cock looks like. The two gasp as Mirio's human rod reveals itself to them, full of blood and ready to be used. Eri can feel the saliva welling in her mouth and swallows heavily.

Nejire slowly takes hold of Mirio, her strong yet supple fingers wrapping around his cock. She's given a handjob before, but only when she was experimenting with a former boyfriend. Right now it's like she's done this a thousand times. She slowly slides her fingers down, feeling what motions bring him the most pleasure.

Mirio lays back and starts to breathe heavily, feeling a little uncomfortable. "Are you sure we should be doing this here? Won't people see?"

"Stop being such a downer!" Eri whines, hopping into the booth and behind Mirio. She leaps around him with ease, wrapping her arms around him for a hug. She squeezes tightly, trying to cheer him up. However, this only makes it easier for him to feel worried.

The intense feeling in his abdomen and the lewd acts in public both snap him back to reality once again. He trembles and looks down at Nejire extending a lengthened tongue towards his cock. A low hiss can be heard from behind him as Eri's eyes start to glow.

"Wait! No! This isn't right!" He panics, struggling to break free from them. Only recently gaining his quirk back, he activates it, rendering his whole body impossible to touch. Both the girls fall forward, hitting their heads together.

"Owww! Hey what the fuck!" Nejire growls, rubbing her head. Eri just groans, but the two eventually look back to Mirio, just in time to see him sink through the floor.

After a moment, Mirio turns his quirk off, sending him back up into the diner, a few booths away. He stares at the girls and puts on a defensive stance, only to realize Eri isn't paying attention to him.

She blushes and licks her lips, a red substance covering her mouth. She squeals in joy and goes frantic as delicious blood floods her brain with endorphins.

Only then does Mirio realize what's happened. He rubs his shoulder and looks at his hand, seeing it covered in blood. "Did you... bite me?" He asks confused. It seems Eri was able to pierce him before his quirk activated, if only for a moment.

The diner once again grows more feral, more patrons turning and joining in on the debauchery. The nearby couple both snarl and pant as they go through another transformation, letting their new Master into their minds.

The wound on Mirio's shoulder heals, and he starts to grow dizzy. The smell of sex fills the room, causing him to lose focus. "I need to think quick..."