As Mirio leaves the room, he can feel the weight of everyone's gazes on him. He walks down the hall with a newfound confidence, his body moving gracefully beneath his tight clothes. His cock throbs in time with each step, its arousal unabated despite everything that's happened.

In class, he finds himself paying more attention to how his body moves now... how it feels when he flexes a muscle or arches his back. He can't help but wonder what else you might have in store for him...

Throughout the day, Mirio finds himself constantly thinking about your words and actions from last night. It feels like there's some sort of hidden meaning behind everything you've done... something he isn't quite sure how to interpret yet. But one thing is certain: his body has never felt better, and he can't wait to see where this new path leads him.

In between classes, Mirio takes the opportunity to sneak off to the gym, eager to continue working out and perfecting his body for you...

"Thanks!" He says as he takes the bowl and sits down on his bed. Once he's settled in comfortably, he hands you the other bowl of ramen "Dig in! I hope you like it."

As you eat, Mirio watches you closely, studying your reactions to the food and occasionally chuckling at something you say or do. He can't help but notice that you seem especially interested in his underwear.

"I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong impression, kiddo! It's just that... Well, my quirk lets me see through things, and sometimes, when people are nervous or blushing, it can be easier to spot. You were acting a bit off earlier, so I thought maybe something was up..."

"But hey, if you ever need someone to talk to, you can always come to me, okay? That's what friends are for."

The altering quirk fades away as Alexander emerges from his private chambers. His eyes meet Lemillion's for a moment before sliding down to take in the disheveled figure of All Might at their son's side. With a small smile, he walks over and places a hand on the back of Lemillion's neck, pulling him close for a kiss.

"Well done," he whispers against his lips. "Now let's see what kind of game we can come up with next."

Lemillion watches with mixed emotions as his father is transformed before his eyes. He tries to push away the guilt he feels at seeing his own father reduced to this pathetic state, focusing instead on the power it gives him over All Might. As his father begins to moan and writhe against his cock, Lemillion knows that their bond will never be broken; they are now forever linked by the League of Villains and its twisted games.

Lemillion's eyes roll back in his head as the goons begin to touch and suckle at his pierced nipples. He moans helplessly, arching his back into their touches as pleasure washes over him in waves. His body responds instinctively to their attention, his cock growing hard beneath them.

"Mmm... more..." he groans, the altering quirk making him unable to form complete sentences. "Please..."

"No... please stop..." I whimper, struggling weakly.