Dodomeki

Dodomeki used to be normal, but her tiny habit of pick pocketing, shop lifting, and blatant robbery grew out of control. While counting the bills from her daily loot, hideous eyes opened all over her body. She was stunned, horrified, and plunged into despair. Shunned by society and disowned by her family, she became an insecure nervous wreck. Unable to hold down any job she relied on the same crimes that got her into this mess.

Hungry and desperate, Dodomeki sat down at the bar of an unfamiliar restaurant. After devouring a huge meal and all she could drink, Dodomeki made a break for the door. The bartender, recognizing her as a yokai immediately was a few steps ahead of her, and Dodomeki was caught.

Given the opportunity to work off her debt turned out to be a blessing on her cursed life. Finally living without hiding herself, excelling in her role as waitress, and gaining a sort of family through the rest of the staff was the best thing that could have happened to her.

Sazae Oni

Sazae Oni presents herself as a jovial partier. An absolute beauty spilling out of her uniform, while her thicc thighs are squeezed into her favourite fishnet stockings. Bartender Extraordinaire, she mixes sparkling dazzling cocktails, properly pouring perfect stouts, pilsners, and pale ales, and banters pleasantly with the clientele before whisking them off to her favourite sound proof room.

Once alone, her blood thirsty demeanor takes hold. Driven for revenge on sailors who threw her into the sea decades ago, no boatman, sailor, fisher, ferryman is safe with her. Her urge to rip the /pearls/ from those who wronged her lead her down the road of an insatiable CBT fetish that leaves all her clients screaming with pain, while she overwhelms them with pleasure. A sadist through and through, she's actually developed a dedicated fan base at Yokai Grill.

Yanagi Onna

Loneliness suited Yanagi Onna just fine through out his life. The doe faced adorable boy, teased for his feminine looks, always found himself at peace in nature. With peace came comfort, and with comfort came the urge to release. It became a daily ritual to stroke himself under a secluded willow tree, and bathing in the sun.

On one windy afternoon, the whips of the willow wrapped around his neck, bound his arms, and teased his turgid dick until he climaxed his final time as he slipped out of consciousness.

The spirit of the willow tree, watered by years of body fluids, flowed into the boy, reborn as Yanagi Onna. Thick foliage covered dreads framed his soft face, blushing pink as he remembers the feeling of asphyxiation. Aching to share the feeling, he came to work at a small breastaurant, letting the clientele choke on the hardwood branch between his chubby thighs.

Kasa-Obake

In the past, long before Yokai Grill was a lewd establishment, the building housed an upscale restaurant. A quiet girl fell asleep as her family bantered after a long night of celebratory diner and drinks. Late in the night, her family wheeled her away as she dreamt, forgetting her favourite umbrella under the table. The umbrella was thrown into storage, forgotten for decades, left in a dusty corner through company changes, renovations, abandonment, and rebirth.

On a particularly noisy night, a thumping came from the storage room door of Yokai Grill. Opening the door ushered Kasa-obake to the world. The tsukumogami of that old umbrella taking the form of her former owner was quickly welcomed on as a waitress. Clients flocked around her, enthralled by her long slick tongue, and the ornate decor. Yanagi Onna in particular started taking her home, using the excuse of needing cover from the harsh summer sun. They quickly became attached at the hip.