The Pervert Trio Meet

He'd gotten up later then he meant to that morning. He'd showered, eaten breakfast, been fussed over a bit by his mom. He had thought last night had been the latest in a long series of perverted dreams. But he could see the truth now.

Moto-chan had dark brown hair tied back into twin braids and thick bottle-nose glasses. Matsu-chan had short hair and large ears. Both were wearing the Kuoh Academy uniform.

It was like he had been drowning only to discover he was in an ocean. Like he hadn't known what light was because he had only stared into the sun. For a perpetually dateless virgin like himself this was enough. There were two girls waiting to walk to school with him. His crown was waiting for him.

"Yo."
"Yo."
"Yo."

Motohama pushed up her glasses as a familiar perverted grin crossed her face. After a moment it spread to Matsuda and Issei could feel his own lips starting to move. As good as today was it was only going to get better.

"We did it. We're in Kuoh now." Motohama said as they begin to walk. "Everything is going according to plan."

"Soon all three of us will be getting laid." Matsuda said nodding seriously. "Issei, you're our inside man. You go where we can't. We'll give you the intel and you'll give us-" Her words faded into background noise as Issei listened with half an ear to her scheming.

"Menu." He thought. A blue screen popped up in front of him. Matsuda and Motohama froze. Issei froze. Motohama carefully poked a finger through the translucent blue screen hovering in front of her best guy friend.

"What the fuck!" And with that he was kidnapped in broad daylight by his former bros.

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"So he totally made a bunch of perverted changes right?" Moto-chan said from the end of the alleyway just off their path to Kuoh Academy.

"Someone smart would have carefully tested the limits of their changes before trying them. Make sure their weren't side effects or anything unexpected. But..." Matsu-chan said from the corner into a dead end.

"Yeah. It's Issei we're talking about." He wondered where they had found the rope to tie him up with. "I'm not saying I'm better but what was it. Come on spill."

"Those menus are always invisible in stories aren't they!" Issei whined. "This isn't fair!"

Matsuda gave him a deadpan look. "You can alter reality. You don't get to complain about shit anymore. "Face it Issei, we're going to milk it for everything it's worth." Matsu-chan could be pretty cute when she was scheming Issei thought to himself. "I think we can all rule out monogamy for good now at least."

"I had already ruled it out. You know that! I'm going to be the harem king!" He shouted to the world, utterly impervious to his own cringe. Matsuda patted him on the shoulder.

"We know you will buddy. We know you will. But there's something that's been bothering me. If you already have two drop dead gorgeous girls in your life." She struck what was supposed to be a flirty pose. Issei tried not to wonder why she was imitating a jellyfish. "Why aren't we your brainwashed harem girls yet? Don't think I've forgotten lending you all my hypnosis VNs."

"Yeah that's totally what I would have done. Sorry Matsu, thanks Issei." Motohama said as she came deeper into the alley.
"I'd totally get it though. I'm honestly a little disappointed in you. Everyone is still wearing clothes and you're just walking to school with us? Where's the fifty story fuck palace? The school that trains girls to be in your harem? You don't even have a ridiculous amount of money!"

"I was getting there!" He snapped back defensively. "I just wanted to see how if it worked first."

"And you did it to us." Matsuda said. "Otherwise you would have just admitted to it to us by now. You're a boob guy. Was it just bigger boobs?"

"Never say something was 'just' bigger boobs!" He pushed against the ropes around him trying to break free. "Even if you're a girl now I won't forgive you if you say something like that!"

And then Issei realized what he was saying. Matsuda smiled at him. "Gotcha."

"Damn genderbending your best friends." Motohama said casually. "Honestly kind of a mindfuck to think I was a guy before now. Was I cool as a guy?"

"We were best friends with each other and Issei, Moto. How cool do you think we were?"

"Hey!"

"Fuck."

"I should have made you brainwashed sex slaves if you were still going to be jerks." Issei grumbled.

"Oh don't be such a baby. With your powers we don't have to worry about distracting each other from the harem plan anymore. We're free to indulge freely and without consequence. Moto, get the knot for me." She reached into the waistband of her skirt and it slipped down her legs.

Issei had been a porn addict for years. He must have seen hundreds or thousands of naked women. He was a dedicated, avowed, boob guy. And he remained one. Yet here, in a dingy alleyway with an ordinary girl, he felt that dedication shaken by thighs.