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Izuku woke up to a very pleasant feeling.
He was still buried to the hilt in his freshly bred rocker girl and felt a gentle sucking on his heavy balls.
He looked down and found Oboko casually sitting on the floor with his balls in her mouth while she used portals to straighten up the room. She seemed very content with her self imposed tasks.
As she noticed him wake, she let them fall out of her mouth and planted a kiss on Kyoka's ass. "Good morning, Master. It's seven o'clock and you have class to attend."
Izuku groaned at the reminder. He didn't have anything against class, but there were a few things he would rather do.
Izuku patted Kyoka's ass and shook her awake. "C'mon sleepyhead. Move this pretty little ass."
Kyoka, as sweet as ever, shot him a withering glare. As if she were actively defying him, she began gyrating her hips and both let out a groan.
"Morning." She said, laying back on his chest. She shut her eyes and inhaled deeply. "Time?"
"It's seven. Gotta get moving." Izuku said, lifting her up with a thought and making her float in the air as he sat up.
"Hey!" She said, squirming in the air as he dropped her back on the bed. He pulled some pants on and looked at Oboko.
"Hey, Obo?" Why don't you take her to her room and help her dress?" Izuku said, walking towards his bathroom for a shower.
"But I want to shower with you!" Kyoka whined. She laid on the bed and kicked like a brat.
Oboko surprised the rocker girl with a slap on her ass. "You heard Master, move it!" She said with her hands on her hips.
"Yes MOM!" Kyoka groaned and sat up, only to gasp as Oboko's hand appeared between her legs, rubbing her pussy.
"If you don't start behaving, you'll be calling me mommy by the time I'm done with you." She warned, her head next to Kyoka's.
Kyoka whimpered and shivered, but nodded and stepped into the waiting portal. Oboko smiled and patted her ass encouragingly and closed the portal after she was through.
Izuku got out of the shower and found Oboko holding his towel already and giving it to him. He was still getting used to the shadowy woman doting on him so much.
"Kyoka getting dressed?" He asked as he dried off. He reluctantly released control of the towel so he could brush his teeth while she finished the task of drying him.
Oboko grinned as he let her dry him, but she resisted the urge to suck his cock while she did so. "Kyoka is being a very good girl and getting ready for classes. I just came back to discuss your schedule for the day."
Izuku raised an eyebrow. "My schedule? I wasn't aware that I had much to do today."
"Of course, you don't have to, but I think you'll be quite pleased with the schedule I have prepared for you, Master. The first item of the day is your morning classes, which begin at eight o'clock, followed by a stress relief break at nine thirty. Please let me know if you feel the need to include any or all of your harem in your breaks, I will fetch them for you.”
“After that, more classes until noon, where I've got you booked for a meeting between All Might and Shoka over lunch. If you'd like, I can provide a semi complete list of the things Shoka is interested in so that you can better manipulate her, but I would certainly appreciate it if you didn't toy with her, Master. At least not today.”
“After lunch, at one o'clock, I have you down to spend your free period with the girls in the support class. I'm well aware of their fixations with you, but I believe that they will certainly make good allies, under the assumption that you… throw them a 'bone', in a sense.”
“At two thirty, you have heroics class, and after that it's my duty to drain your bal- stress again around five o'clock. Around five thirty, you are down to work out with our favorite diminutive demolition debutante. I asked around and the gym is usually mostly empty at that time, so if things get a little frisky it will be okay. After your workout, I'd be happy to help you wash up for dinner, and after that I believe it's a good idea for you to ensure that Kyoka is good and impregnated.”
“Would you like to change anything, or have you found my service to be satisfactory?"
Izuku raised an eyebrow. "When did you get all of this scheduled?"
"While you were breeding Kyoka. The girls in the support class requested a tape of it, but I told them I would ask you. Shoka and All Might were looking for you, so I took a message. Speaking of which, did you want the list of Shoka's "weaknesses" now or later?"
"Uh, later, right before I meet with them. Could you check on Kyoka for me and bring me Katsumi and Momo?"
Oboko smiled and kissed him on the cheek. “Of course, Master.”
The portal-making woman disappeared and soon both Katsumi and Momo were deposited back in the room. They were dressed for their first classes, with Momo's crisp and pristine outfit contrasting with Katsumi's wrinkled and disheveled uniform.
“Yes my dear? You wanted to see us?” Momo asked, standing up straight and smiling.
“I just wanted to walk to class with you two. I'll be a bit busy today, so I wanted to make sure that I got to see my favorite girls.” He said with a smile, kissing both of them.
Another portal opened and Kyoka stepped out fully dressed with her hair damp. She noticed that kisses were being distributed, so she promptly claimed her own and latched herself to Izuku's side.
With everyone together, Oboko opened another portal to his first class and they stepped out into the room.
All eyes were on them at first, but they soon grew bored and turned their attention back to their conversations and phones. Izuku sat in the back of the class with Kyoka in his lap, and with Momo as well as Katsumi on each side of him.
Classes dragged on, with the only thing breaking the monotony was during his ‘stress relief break’, which had to be simplified down to a portal blowjob due to him being in the middle of a writing assignment. Before too long, it was time for lunch and Izuku bid farewell to his girlfriends.
Izuku was deposited outside of the teacher's lounge and noticed that he seemed to be interrupting a heated argument between the insomniac and the blonde superhero.
“-ever done this before! It violates the spirit of U- Oh, young Midoriya, good to see you.” All Might said, gesturing to the seat across from her. There was a steaming bowl of Katsudon in front of it, and she was enjoying a large plate of chicken while her counterpart sipped coffee.
“I'm not interrupting, am I?” He asked, his chair sliding out for him to sit in, seemingly of its own accord.
“Of course not. Just a little dispute. We wanted to talk to you about your participation in the upcoming sports festival-”
“or rather your lack thereof.” Shoka cut in. She was looking at him dead in the eye, rather than awkwardly looking away like All Might was doing. Her charcoal eyes burrowed into his soul as she spoke in a calm, firm manner.
Izuku looked between the two. “What do you mean? Every hero student has always competed in the sports festival, even you.” He said, directing the last part to the overpowered blonde.
“Well…”
“That’s exactly the point, Midoriya. How much of a competition would it actually be? We don't need a repeat of the entrance exams, that would be a disaster. The sports festival is one of the largest fundraisers for UA, if you make it boring, no one will donate. In addition, it's a scouting event for internships, making it very important for your fellow students, and most importantly, it's an opportunity for your classmates to thrive.” Shoka pointed out. It was clearly a very precisely planned argument.
“...Yeah. That. It's nothing against you personally, young Midorya, and that's why we had a different idea for what you can do.”
Izuku nodded. He understood the reasons behind their decision. He was disappointed to be sure, he had always dreamed of competing in the legendary sports festival, but it seemed he'd be unable to. Ironically, he had grown strong to get rid of the limitations of his gender, but it seemed that he overdid it a bit.
“What's the different idea?” He asked, his Katsudon looking a little less appealing all of a sudden.
Toshinora put on a broad smile. “Why, you'll be co-announcing with Shoka here!”
— — —
Izuku made his way towards the support shop annex. He would have simply gotten taken there by his conveniently powered maid, but he wanted to walk a bit to mull over the news he had just received.
He was interrupted by an explosion that blew the door off of its hinges.
Izuku had time to soften the impact, but was still knocked down by a blur of pink in overalls.
Mei sat up and rubbed her head before grinning. “See? Perfectly safe!”
“Perfectly safe? You almost killed Midoriya! Again!” Power loader shouted from the doorway, gesturing at the young telekinetic.
“You're being dramatic. He's fine, aren't ya muscles?” Mei asked Izuku, rubbing her hands along his chest and arms.
Before Izuku could respond, Power Loader spoke. ”I don't care, I'm sick of this shit with you. You're banned from the workshop for three days”
Mei whined petulantly, still sitting on Izuku and unintentionally grinding on him as she pouted. “But my babies can't wait! The sports festival is next week, and I have to get them ready to show off!”
“You have plenty of devices to get you sponsorships, and using the sports festival as an advertisement is rude to the people who are there to compete.”
“Ugh! Fine, I'll just work on things at home then! Come on muscles!” Mei shouted, getting off of Izuku and dragging him behind her as she stalked towards the gates of UA.
Izuku shrugged. He had a bit of time before heroics class, and that was his last class anyway.
He was broken from his musings as the pink haired girl crossed the street with him in tow, not paying attention as a truck almost hit them.
Izuku acted quickly and yanked them across the road. “Shit, watch where you're going, Mei.”
“Hm? Oh, sure. Say, can you fly us there or whatever you do? It's the huge junkyard by dagobah beach.” Mei said, her criss-crossed eyes locked on his green ones.
“You live in a junkyard?”
“No, I live in the house attached to the junkyard. My moms own it. Let's go.” She said impatiently as he floated into the air.
Anyway you'll help me make babies now, right?”
Izuku sputtered at the bluntness of the pink haired girl again. “Uh, you're talking about inventions, right?”
“Yeah, those too! You're the best, muscles.”
“I get the feeling you don't even know my name.” Izuku said with a frown.
“On the contrary, names are just sounds that refer to a person or thing, so ‘Muscles’ is just as valid as a name…” Izuku watched as Mei checked something written on her hand. “...Izuku!” She said proudly.
“Uh huh. Well, we're almost there. Where should I land?”
“That open area by the stack of cars works.” She answered him. Izuku set them down in the open area and noticed a metal-walled house.
“Alrighty Muscles. I'm gonna change into my working clothes, you head on over to the shack over that way, I'll be on out.” Mei assured him, walking into the metal home.
As soon as Mei entered her house, she found one of her moms sitting at the table.
“Hey Mei! How are you doing sweetie?” She asked the frantic girl.
“Quick question, how do you seduce someone?” Mei asked, fiddling with some kind of device as she asked.
“Oh… um, I suppose it depends on the person, what's her name?”
“Izuku.”
“Izuku. The boy from the hero class.” Her mother asked slowly. “I see.”
— — —
Izuku sat on a rusted car, waiting for Mei to come back out when a little girl wearing pink overalls smudged with grease.
“Heya! You look different.”
“Different? What do you mean?” Izuku asked her, leaning down on his knees.
“You're taller, your voice is deeper, and your shoulders are big.” The girl said, matter of factly.
“Ah. I'm a male, I suppose you've never seen one before.” Izuku explained.
The girl’s eyes went wide and she whispered in a hush tone. “Are you I-zu-ku?”
“Uh… yeah?” He said, frowning.
The little girl burst into a pile of giggles and ran away, leaving Izuku confused.
Suddenly, a slightly older girl with pink hair tied back into a ponytail, wearing cracked red glasses.
“Izuku, huh? Yeah, we've heard about you. You go to Mei’s school, right? She talks about you sometimes.”
“Away from him, you little hellion!” Mei shouted as she left the house, tossing a rusty wrench at the girl, only for her to shoot a laser from her eye and melt it mid-air.
“I'm goin’. Have fun with your boyfriend!” She said smugly, laughing and dodging another old tool.
“Please disregard the little monsters, they love to terrorize everyone and everything.” Mei said, her cheeks red.
“Ah. So, what did you need help with?”
“Right! I have this baby I've had to pause work on for school. The issue is it's a little… heavy. Cmon.” Mei said, grabbing his hand and leading him toward a giant pile of rusted metal.
Once Izuku got closer, he realized what he was looking at. It was a giant mech, probably around the size of a two story building.
“Isn't she beautiful? Trouble is, she's kinda fallen over in the last test. I need to access her control panel, but she's laying on it. Be a doll and lift her for me?”
Izuku nodded and lifted the huge mech off of a pile of cars, standing it up and laying it back down with its chest up, exposing a metal hatch.
“Perfect! Help me gather my tools, would you?” She asked, walking towards a shed.
She opened the door and Izuku heard her shout. “What the hell did you little shits do in my workspace?”
Mei growled and shoved a box of parts off of the table, spilling bolts and nuts onto the shop floor. She grabbed a hammer, a screwdriver, and a soldering gun and stormed out of the shop.
“Those little rats took over my work shed. Who knows what happened to the babies I was working on when I left for school.” Mei grumbled, handing Izuku her toolbelt. “Could you put this on me? It's broken and only latches on the back.”
Izuku nodded, wrapping the belt around her and managing to clasp the complicated latch. “There go, Mei.”
“Thanks. Also, please check off the next thing on my list. It's laying on the car over there.” She said, pointing while she got to work.
Izuku followed her finger, then walked over to the list, reading it.
1. Learn his name! (Check)
2. Initiate physical contact with the subject. (Check)
3. Spend time together!
4. Confess!
5. Get railed!
6. Mass produce babies!