Hey, guys! BD, here, with another installment of 'Forever Young.' As a warning, this story will turn in a dark direction. We don't plan to do this with all of our stories but we felt this was necessary to create dramatics with Eri.

Eri laughed as she slowly started to walk forward. She knew there wasn't any particular rush to claim her precious Izuku. No one was going to look for her. And after this ritual was done, no one would be looking for him either. Not a single soul.

"Eri-chan." The emerald teen managed to say. "Please…think about what you're doing."

The white-haired kouhai, now in her adult form, was unrepentantly unmoved by his pleas. "Please don't make me ruin you, senpai. There are a lot of worse things than to be than being someone's slave."

Hearing those words penetrated the depths of his soul. It shedded layers to be reminded of her previous experience with that egotistical, diabiotic, heinous maniac. Despite being unable to move, he remained relentless, trying to make Eri return to her senses.

Eri ran her fingers through her hair, making her way right in front of him. With her breasts heaving, she came within an inch of where his body was laying. He could smell a hint of lilac emitting from her body.

"I've wanted you for a very long time, Izuku," she spoke softly. "Since you have saved me from that prison, I wanted nothing more to make you mine - my property."

"Eri, sweetie. I know you're in there," he said, being unrelenting. "I know you have been hurt and scared. I know that he did unspeakable things. But, doing this to me won't solve anything."

That emitted her chuckle from her lips. "You are a modest boy. There is no lying in you." Her glowing blue eyes beamed onto his. He couldn't resist. As if she was a vampire with the power of ensnaring her prey with one simple stare. He couldn't help himself. Less than a few minutes ago, this was his little kouhai - the one who loved apples, coloring, and just learning how to smile.

But, he was now staring at a woman. A beautiful woman at that. Skin that was creamy as milk and soft as the finest of fabrics. She had hair that flowed like a river of silk. What stood out was how profound her breasts were - two large hills in a narrow valley. He could only imagine that they were soft as marshmallows and sweeter than pudding.

His eyes widened. Why would he be thinking lecherous thoughts about his kouhai? He needed to think about returning her to her former self. However, he couldn't help himself on how beautiful she blossomed. All he could do was stare into her deep sea eyes.

She smiled at him, taking this opportunity to touch his chest. That alone caused the hairs of his body to stand. At the same time awakening the organ of a certain sex. "You have such firm muscles." She chuckled. "I've seen you practice with your teammates. I've seen you in action with Todoroki and Kacchan." She whistled. "Boy, were you looking mighty delicious as I was rooting for you on the sidelines."

Her hand continued stroking his chest, drawing patterns, maintaining her softness. With her other hand, she used that to caress his cheek. It was cold to the touch, although it warmed his insides.

"Eri, what do you want? What are you aiming for?"

"Isn't it obvious, Izuku?" She cupped his chin. "I want you. This ritual we're about to do will make us bound forever and ever." She rubbed the bottom of his lips. "However, it is a spell that only wiccans and warlocks have used. However, I have studied enough to know that if I have to have you as my loved one, then I will have to make you my slave…a familiar?"

This was nonsense to the bound teen. What kind of story tales did she read? Who let her allow to explore the dark side of literature?

"To make this happen, I have to give something up. Something that will cost my eternity," she told Izuku in a soft, yet firm voice. "I wouldn't dare give the darkness my virginity. Giving someone the taste of blood that isn't you trifles me." She narrowed her eyes. "My soul is worth more than losing my virginity." She stroked his hair. "My virginity is a precious gift. You're a precious gift. Having you belong to me is priceless and there isn't any money in the world that can change that."

"Eri…" His voice went hoarse when he felt the cool touch of her hands caressing his now, sturdy cock. "Mmm…." It was an involuntary moan. It was an accident. He couldn't help how fervently delicate she was with his now-throbbing member.

"You don't have to resist. It's human nature to love. It's human nature to breed." She told him gently, nuzzling against his chest as her hand squeezed his cock, feeling it grow harder with her touch.

"E-Er…E…Eri," he said in labored breath. "This isn't right. My kouhai! My little Eri-chan! What has happened to you?!" Izuku felt the heat rise to his face as her fingers laced around his shaft. She happily began playing around the area.

"Why resist, Izuku? We both know we don't need the stress."

"This isn't right…you're my kouhai! You're my Eri-" He was cut off as she grabbed her worn panties and put them into his mouth, causing him to muffle.

"Nothing is never easy when dealing with you, Senpai." Eri replied with a snicker. "Makes me wonder if the broken bones and your being bullied by Kacchan was a deep-seeded form of your masochism."

The emerald teen tried holding his voice in, wanting nothing more than to hide his moans as Eri kneaded softly against his hardening cock. "P-please…please stop, Eri-chan!" His voice muffled through the cotton fabric but yielded no results.

"Your sturdy wand over here isn't showing any resistance." Eri chuckled as she got on her knees. "While we have plenty of time, why not get a taste of what will become our eternity." A forced grunt came out of his body as Eri spooled saliva over his musky dick. She licked her hungry, looking forward to the hunk of meat she was about to consume.

"Itadakimasu," she said teasingly as she inserted his dick into her mouth. Upon contact, she involuntarily moaned. A tingling sensation was resonating from her pussy. Instincts told her to hump against the floor while enjoying herself on pleasing her Senpai.

She began making slobbering noises as she swirled her tongue around the phallus. Admittedly, or at least with Izuku, this was her first time performing fellatio. Izuku couldn't tell by the way she bobbed her head. Anger seeped into his mind on what Chisaki could have possibly done to this poor child under his "care." He felt the vibrations of her hums as she captured as much thick precum she could consume. She wanted it all, everything! This was going to be her familiar, her slave.

The emerald-haired teen shut his eyes tight, not wanting to see his own personal failure of saving her. He didn't know nor determined the signs prior to today. He should have been more attentive. Too focused on the Hero Course and this pending war can make a sixteen-year-old lose focus.

It was met with a heavy slap to his chest. His eyes immediately opened. She pulled away with a loud pop, wiping the seminal remnants with her tongue from her lips. "Look at me! Who in the hell gave you permission to shut your eyes?" A sickening grin appeared on her face. "I can do more things to hurt you than to make you feel good. Please don't make me regret this. I'll do anything to make me love you." She narrowed her eyes. "Even if it means hurting you!"

Her face showed seriousness. He knew how strongly unpredictable and uncontrollable her powers can be. The last thing he wanted was her running amok and destroying things around her. He took steady breaths, trying his best not to show emotion. However, guilt was clotting his veins. It didn't help that her fretful words were also arousing him.

He obliged to her request, remaining quiet as he stared blankly into the glowing eyes of a fallen damsel.

"Good boy! It is better to go out on your terms than mine." She spat on his dick once again, squeezing it firmly as she resumed partaking in more of his thick Small Might. "Can't believe you allow yourself to be a virgin this long with this tormentor right in front of me." She said, giggling as she nibbled on the head of his dick. "Were you saving it for someone or were you waiting for me as your one and only?"

"Holy hell…the fuck-" The teen suddenly moaned as his body outweighed his feelings. Seeing his cock spasmed indicated to the young woman that Izuku was close to climax.

"Going to cum?" She said in a teasing manner. She began stroking his cock harder. "Let it out! Come on, my slave! Let it out and feel refreshed for your future bride. It's okay since you're with me now."

Involuntarily squeezing his eyes shut, he prepared for the inevitable as his cock profusely spat out precum. He clenched his teeth. "Eri…Eri…I'm cumming! I'm cumming in my little kouhai's mouth!" He let out a tiny cry like a wailing kitten as he let out his spunk.

Eri barely made it in time to catch the seeds. The thick wads of spunk coated the roof of her mouth, searing it. She wanted it all, nearly choking in the process. Even as he continued spurting, she swirled her tongue around its spasming head, collecting everything that wasn't rightfully hers. She just giggled, feeling the seeds she was unable to swallow latching in her throat.

Izuku remained motionlessly still and silent. Embarrassed and ashamed to allow his own kouhai to take advantage of him. What would the others think if they caught him in the act? Aizawa-sensei? His Auntie Emi?

Eri happily gulped down the thick load. She smiled - mission accomplished! Izuku was sorrowful. However, this was only the beginning. Eri had something else in store for the unsuspecting teen. She was serious on making him her slave.

In her eyes, becoming her slave served more as a privilege than as an insult.

His mind was going into shambles. What was he going to do? He tried moving his ligaments. It was without success. Whatever she made him eat made his movements, as well as his actions, futile.

Eri straddled his lap, tilting her hair while tying it into a ponytail. She wanted nothing getting in her way of seeing her beloved as they commenced the second act for the ritual.

"Any words you would like to say before departing in this life…I mean, life as a free human." Eri knew she would get no response. However, the thought of seeing him in this position titillated her. She nearly came twice on her own without touching her special place. She guessed it was the power of love that can make her feel like that.

At the table, she reached into her knapsack that carried her materials. First, she pulled out a black-colored vial. "A shaman gave me this. It was under the wiccan's blessing to obtain this product." She held it, coveted it near her bosom. "Inside contains demon hair from a witch that lived over a thousand years. Drenched and fermented with poisonous venom from various reptiles, just a dab of this on you would make you go insane from the pleasure." She narrowed her eyes. "However, I have different plans for you."

Izuku muffled inaudible words. Eri was going to proceed rather she had to break one of his bones. She scooted back, giving a short distance between her hips and his dick. She opened the vial, pulling the hair from it." Izuku's nose wrinkled when smelling the contents. It smelled of raw sewage and spoiled fish that basked in the sun.

"Lie back and watch the magic." Eri took the hair and twirled it around his shaft. Upon doing so, she began silently chanting.

"Servus meus es et ego regina tua

Ecce ego in te hanc maledicam, sicut tu me adoras

Usque in finem dierum cum coram nobis mortem nostram

Mihi pars eris donec spiritum ultimum tollas."

Izuku couldn't interpret the meaning but understood it to be Latin - the devil's language. He groaned weakly, crying out to the name above all names that could save him.

Suddenly, Izuku heard a loud bang coming from the door. Eri's eyes snapped open when seeing the door being slammed in.

"What the fuck!" Eri barked hysterically. Before she could speak further, the door splintered. She saw a foot, followed by arms and legs prying itself through the door.

He saw Eri turn around before the sound of a loud bang hit the back of her head. She hit the couch beside them head first before landing on top of Izuku. Unable to move, he wasn't sure what hit her or who was the person responsible for it.

Izuku saw the shadowy figure approach him and he smiled as he saw the familiar face of Emi. She looked exhausted. Her eyes were red and yellowish. She looked fatigued. He couldn't do anything since he was unable to move, but the tears from his eyes show that he was happy to see her and to be happy that he was being rescued.

Ms. Joke dropped the shovel from her hand. She grabbed Eri's shoulders and jerked her off of Izuku.

"Auntie?" He muffled her name.

Emi, which he could see was sporting a gash on her forehead, reached down to embrace the distressed Izuku.

Their hug was for a few moments, but it was timeless to him. He was saved and was grateful that his prayers were answered. The emerald teen wanted to explain that he was unable to move because of the toxin, but he guessed that she already figured it out.

She pulled the panties out of his mouth. He gasped for air as it nearly blocked his airways. "Izuku, are you alright?" Of course, those were poor choices of words. She knew he wasn't okay. She wasn't in the best position either as she was bleeding from her ears and the gash on her forehead was keeping her in-and-out of a daze.

"What happened, Auntie?"

"It was Eri. She assaulted Shouta and I and shoved us in the closet." Emi responded as she looked at the unconscious woman. "Fortunately, I woke up and managed to get out of my restraints."

He turned over and looked at the splintered door. "Where is Aizawa-sensei?"

"On his way. He reached out to All Might and Endeavor to help us with this situation regarding Eri." Emi grabbed her forehead, questioning how long she had before she, too, would face unconsciousness again.

She pulled out her cell phone and called for her boyfriend. Izuku watched as she made the call. "Aizawa, baby! I got Izuku. How soon will you be here?"

"We aren't that far, Emi. How is the kid?"

"Izuku? He's fine. Not in the best position but he is alive." Emi gripped the phone tightly. She felt it was best not to give him the entire details of Izuku's duress. How could she explain that their surrogate daughter attempted to rape one of his students.

"Trouble follows him wherever he goes."

"Cut the rhetoric. Please hurry!" She hung up the phone and went back to Izuku's aid. "Sweetheart, I am going to help you up." As she was assisting him up on the couch, Izuku saw in horror as Eri was getting up. He could see the blood coming from her forehead.

"Auntie, look out!"

By the time Emi realized it, it was too late. She turned around and Eri hit her in the face with a glass crystal ball. Emi was struck in the head multiple times until Izuku could see the decoration covered in her blood.

He panicked as he saw his aunt become unconscious and collapsed on the ground in a pool of her blood.

Eri, in a daze, turned around to Izuku. Her eyes were bloodshot red as she staggered to him. She took both of her hands and covered his mouth and his nose, making him incapable of breathing.

He struggled as he tried to fight, but there was no use. Her face was emotionless as she pressed harder into him. After a while, he began losing consciousness and passed out.

Once rendering him unconscious, she stood up and sat on the table. Looking at the unconscious bodies, her plans have been changed. Decorated in the blood of her surrogate mother and her lover, she touched her face. A burst of tiny laughter emitted from her mouth. The laughter grew louder and louder by the second.

"You tried taking him away from me, Mommy! You wanted him as bad as I did, didn't you, Mommy? He's mine! He's mine, mine, mine, mine, MINE!"

To be continued…