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My story? You’re asking me, Masato Renji, about my story?
Well, it is a funny one, so I can understand why you’d be interested.
I was born with a quirk. Shocking, I know. But it wasn’t just any ordinary quirk, no no no.
I have dubbed it ‘Relationship Manager’. Partly because it’s a funny title, but partly to keep the real power of my quirk completely under wraps. For you see, my quirk lets me control anyone and everyone around me…’s relationship with myself. Are you my dentist? My lawyer? My coworker? Or my mortal enemy? Any and all options are available for you and me, and once it’s decided there’s no going back.
This quirk o’ mine first activated back when I was a baby. It took me many years to figure out that the two people who raised me were not my biological parents. Dunno how my baby monkey brain managed to form enough of a cognitive thought to perceive at all, but it deemed the male midwife that delivered me as my mother, and the accompanying female nurse as my father. Two coworkers that abandoned their previous lives immediately to take care and raise me.
What happened to my actual parents you ask? Well, I wasn’t their child anymore. To their minds maybe it was a strange surrogacy slice of their lives. But more than likely I was just a ‘blank’ to them.
That’s what I’ve called it. Me being a ‘blank’. Before I can form a relationship with someone, I am not perceivable to that person at all. I figure it’s because of the one limitation of my quirk: I can only form a specific bond: once. One doctor, one baker, one mother, one friend in the whole world. So I’m blank to everyone else because no one ever forms that many connections.
Is it a little lonesome? Maybe at times, but you’d be surprised how many different ideas you can come up with for bonding types when you have your whole life to think about it. Besides, travelling around as a blank is fun! I can only have one person think I’m their train molester, so once I leave them at a random station I can fondle everyone else to my heart’s content!
Oh yeah, forgot to mention, years of controlling my own relationships has made me a bit perverted, lol.
Still, it helped me to really sink my teeth into that lovely school, U.A.
07:53 AM - Women’s Dormitory in UA
I awoke with a woman in my arms and my dick getting sucked under the covers.
“Mm… that’s the stuff.” I moaned while watching the head slurp and suck from below my grey sheets. The sloppy sounds and warm tongue was working overtime this morning. I guess Kendo had been working on her skills recently. She was my dick sucking alarm clock after all, and was always happy to swallow my morning load for me before heading off to the rest of her day.
My arm was still trapped under the woman I’d slept with last night. Though my appendage could hardly complain as the soft breast of the spiky haired blonde pressed gently against its skin, shifting so wonderfully as the woman that owned the tit’s eyes fluttered open.
“Morning stud…” Mitsuki Bakugo smiled weakly yet warmly, giving me a quick peck on the cheek while she woke, “Ugh… my husband is going to be so pissed off that I slept at my boss’ place again last night.
I always like the fact that she was never worried about how much we’d fucked or that I’d filled her up to brim with my cum, no. This woman’s only concern was with the waning relationship of her and her husband. “To be fair, you’d barely be able to spend time with him much as it is. I need you around to tell me my schedule, you are the best sexy secretary after all.”
“That I am. And I wouldn’t change that for the world,” She grinned wide, shuffling over to me for a proper morning makeout. The natural beauty’s long tongue danced with my own, pressing her ample chest into my own. If not for the alarm clock I’m sure she’d mount her favourite cock in the world for her own morning wake up routine.
Whump! Whump! Whump!
A sudden thumping at my door interrupted my MILF kissing. “Hey! Are you already awake?!” I heard a muffled Kendo yell, “I told you about locking this door! How am I supposed to do my job if you don’t let me in?!”
I turned to Mituski with mild concern on my face, “Hang on, if she’s out there… then who’s sucking me off?”
With a dramatic reveal of the sheets, we were less surprised to see it was my number one fan bobbing away without pausing for a second.
“Ochako~!” We both grinned and shook our heads, “I should have known it was you!”
“Mm! Mmmm!!” The cute brunette moaned. To give the girl credit, she was deepthroating me so well that I couldn’t tell the difference. She must have been practising her sloppy blowjob skills, going so far deep that her chin pressed against my spit covered balls, the sexy thing had so much of her saliva coating my big dick that it was pooling around the bottom.
Though I was fine with enjoying the girl work, Mitsuki tutted with an annoyed tone, “We’ve talked about this, young lady. You have to let the cock sucking alarm clock do her job or else she gets very cranky!”
“Plah! B-but if I go by your rules, I never get a chance to suck Renji-kun’s magnificent beast!” The girl was giving me as big a puppy dog eyes as she could manage, rubbing her soft face along my smelly cock meat like it was her favourite teddy bear, “I just want to worship you properly. The fact you live just a few doors down from me… I-I can’t sleep! My heart races knowing you’re so close! I’m so happy I get to see you everyday, Renji-kun!”
“N’aww, isn’t she sweet?” I asked Mitsuki who just rolled her eyes at me with a smile. “No, you’re right. You shouldn’t take Kendo’s job, Ochako. Bu~ut, since you’re here I’ll let you use your tits on me to get an autograph.”
“Yes! Thank you thank you thank you!” She gushed as the girl threw her tank top to my floor. Grabbing her breasts and wrapping them around my rod. Her eyes glued to my cock as she licked the precum ooze from the tip, doing her best to use them big breasts against my rock hard girth. “Mmm, I love getting your cummy autographs~ I’d wear them forever if I could~” The lewd girl moaned, staring into my eyes with pure reverence that only the number one fan giving their idol a titjob could.
After a sigh, Mitsuki got up from the bed and started putting on her uniform. “You’re only encouraging your deranged fan, you know.” She chided.
With her glycerin skin she could always slip right into her too tight uniform quite easily. The sexy grey pantsuit with pencil skirt combo definitely gave the traditional impression of secretary, and the lack of shirt making her cleavage pronounced added the wonderful label of sexy. While she adjusted her glasses and checked her phone, she was already explaining the situation to an annoyed Kendo before returning to my side. “Okay, I’ve told your alarm to leave it for today, though she requests an extra long wakeup tomorrow to compensate for her time. Your wife also says it’s time for breakfast. But before that, what kind of day would you like, Mr. Masato?” Mistuki asked. “Would you like a day with your pet? Or perhaps the pro heroes?
“Hmm… give me…the full package.”
She looked at me in mild surprise, “Th-the full package? You would like to see everyone today?”
“Yeah. I’m feeling frisky!” I grinned, pushing off the bed to flip myself and Ochako around. I loved hearing squeaks of happiness as I began fucking her tits on my own power as she let her tongue hang out for my tip. My hips quickly turning into a blur of motion, mauling her chest while I fucked her ample chest hard. Her own hands now masturbating her gushing slit wildly.
Mitsuki just smiled, reaching over to squirt a coating of lube onto the girl’s squishy fun bags, “Hmm, I’m sure they’d love to see you, boss. I’ll give them all the text to be ready for you. Just please, stick to my schedule if you actually want to see everyone. Otherwise, I’ll be the one dealing with all the hurt feelings.”
“HrggaaAAA!!!” I roared as my cum burst forth onto Ochako’s face. Her face was shell shocked in pleasure, mostly because she was climaxing herself from her idol’s powerful semen, so I was able to paint her pretty features before giving her tits a proper cummy autograph.
08:31 AM - Kitchen (First Floor Dorms)
“Mmm, these pancakes are the best. You always know exactly what to make to make me happy.”
Momo Yaoyorozu just moaned in response. My beautiful wife loved our little morning rituals, almost as much as she loved me. She was the perfect choice to make my bride. Oh, you should have seen the ceremony~ no expense spared for my wife, let me tell you! I manipulated so many rich people into giving her the true storybook ending.
But, that’s for another time, right now the busty brunette wore only an apron as we shared our chair. The little dining room table in the shared space kitchen. Momo was sitting in my lap with my cock deep in her cunt. I’d been using her tits as a plate, like I did every morning, as we shared her deliciously prepared meal. She wasn’t much of a cook, bless her soul, but she was getting better at being my wife every day. (Her private cooking staff kept teaching her new recipes). And these pancakes were much better now!
“You… you really like them?” Her smile was shaky but so genuine. Tears poking at the edges of her eyes as she sighed happily.
“I do. They’re the perfect gift for my busy day today.”
We shared a passionate and maple flavoured kiss. Though I had been fine with letting it soak in her drippy insides, I was too proud of my wife to not grab her booty and begin fucking it earnestly as a reward. I could feel Mitsuki’s frown on my back as the time was already getting ahead of me, but I didn’t care. Schedule be damned, right now I wanted to give Momo her just desserts for her best dessert.
As I spread my wife on the table, I couldn’t help but fall for her all over again. That sexily thick body that was barely contained by her apron, the beautiful features she kept maintained for me, and her love fueled eyes as her husband rammed his thick meaty cock into her deepest regions over and over again. Screaming my name while wrapping her meaty thighs around me for more.
Some of the other students came up, made their breakfasts, and left. I was still just a blank to many of them, which transferred over to whoever I was fucking as well. Though it always seemed to permeate their subconcious a little bit, as I could tell a few of them were getting horny at the idea of the student rep having sex on the table in front of them. Even the guy whose mum I’d stolen didn’t react to Mitsuki in his dorm stroking herself off to her boss’ cock. Being a blank just made me totally mentally invisible.
Though not to my wife, who clamped down on me in orgasm. Shoving my face into her sticky tits as she wrapped her warm soft body around me. “R-REEENNJIIIII!!!!”
I didn’t let her down. Filling her cake with my sticky cream, slurping up the last of the pancake batter before feeding it to her in a sloppy kiss.
“Hey, honey. Wanna do that thing again today?”
“Th-that thing?!” Momo gulped, still shaky from her climax but not one to turn down the love of her life either, “F-fine… but please, I need you to come to my room tonight if I’m to do this…”
I could always find a way to spend time with my wife. Even if Mitsuki was now annoyed at having to figure out how to squeeze her in, I knew I could count on my SMILF to do the job. Now it was just Momo’s turn to do the thing.
Sprouting out her shoulder came a large pink phallus. The amount of protein I’d fed her pussy, she could have made twenty of the things, but for my wishes she just needed one. I slowly excavated myself from inside of her, cum spilling from her well used lips… right before she pushed the dildo inside where I’d been. Momo gasped, the feeling of my jizz getting pushed back into her by a piece of plastic the same length and girth as my cock always made her twitch.
“Th-there, honey… all done…” She whimpered, knowing I was still going to reach down to the underside of the dildo and turn the switch to ‘1’. A low buzzing noise could be heard, and Momo’s blush began to overtake her as she bit her lip in pleasure, “Mmm… oohhh… i-is it tonight yet…?” The rich girl groaned.
I knew I’d have to see her again, but not before I get one last thing from my wife. “Hey, can you make one of those for Mitsuki too?”
09:21 - Outside the Men’s Locker Rooms
“How was the hall today, my pervert in training?”
“Good, sensei!”
“Excellent, you’re already doing so well! I’m so proud of you.”
“Thanks sensei~” Hagakure giggled, “Look, I got both Iida and Deku’s underwear!”
“My my. And what are you going to do with those?”
“Hmm, I’m thinking I’ll masturbate while wearing Deku’s and wearing Iida’s on my face. He seems sweatier. Though I don’t know if it’ll smell as good as when you made me sit under Momo’s butt for a whole lesson after you’d fucked her. That’s why you’re the master!”
09:52 AM - Support Class Workshop
“Hey Mei.”
“...”
“Mei.”
“...”
“HATSUME MEI!”
“Oh, hey.”
I rolled my eyes at her lack of interest. Barely even looking at me for a second before returning to her work. Only sparing me a single hand of her time to pull down her pants and present herself to me.
Though, I guess such attitudes are understandable coming from my cum tissue.
She at least knew the rules. Leaving me a bottle of lube and keeping the anal beads inside her for whenever I wanted to fuck her asshole. I was only wearing my boxers, slippers, and a dressing gown, so it was easy to unsheath my schlong, lube it up, and then ram myself inside her once I’d yanked out the long beads.
Sometimes I wonder if I ever even really need the lube. She was always so sweaty and unkempt after days of not washing. Part of me wondered if her teachers appreciated me using her as a cum tissue, since she always treated herself to a bath after I did. Maybe she was using me as an alarm clock of some sorts. Honestly, who would do such a thing to another human being?
Mei was fun to fuck though. Mostly to see how much I could mess her intense concentration of her ‘baby’ making with my less than likely way of baby making. The way her eyes fluttered, or drool fell from her mouth when I really got going, oh it sent tingles up my spine.
I left that sexy piece of tail with an ass full of cum and a body ripe for washing.
Now you may be wondering ‘How has this man been able to cum so much already? Does his quirk give him a penis boost, or is it just a power fantasy?’ Well, a bit of both!
Thanks to the wonderful assistance of my ‘whore’, I was able to change reality itself!
You see, I eventually figured out that there’s no range limit to my powers. After reading up about her, I one day randomly decided to make the princess of Sweden into my ‘Masturbation Folder Filler’. The royalty keeps sending me random pics of her pussy and tits, as well as videos of her stripping. But I haven’t really had the chance to masturbate to her these days, haha.
No, my real target ended up being the strongest American hero, Star and Stripe. Cathleen Bate is, yes, my ‘cheap whore’. Which means, when I call her, she shows up no matter what she had been doing and we do the nasty whenever I want. She only costs me a few yen each time.
While I could have made her pay me by making her a ‘confused whore’ or some shit, there’s something extra degrading about the top woman hero thinking her pussy is worth so little.
I have a wonderful time with her whenever she shows up. Muscle ain’t a turn off for me, especially when I can pay her to use her powers however I want. Sometimes it’s to make her weak to my cock, sometimes it’s to roleplay as her master, or maybe it’s to make her cum every time she breathes.
Cathleen has a limit to how many reality changing rules her quirk can employ at once. It used to be three, but she’s now only got two as she’s being paid to keep one rule on my cock for the rest of time. I have myself a ‘Hentai Cock’ as I’ve made her call it, basically meaning that it will always be exactly the right size for whatever the girl I’m fucking wants and is instantly able to fill my balls/grow hard at will. I can fuck all day, every day, forever. Sure, it cost me a few yen an hour to make her do that, but I had made the head of Amazon my ‘generous sponsor’ years ago. Money ain’t no problem at all~
10:49 AM - Outside U.A.
“There’s my girl! Oh I missed you, did you miss daddy?! Come here!” I beamed, opening up my arms wide for my pet to start bounding towards me. Jumping into my arms and licking my face with such happy noises. With how much muscle she had on her, I quickly toppled to the ground. It may have hurt a little, but nothing that Mirko’s continued licking couldn’t solve. “Ooph! Woah, girl! I’m happy to see you too! Haha!” I grinned, though I was thankful when my maid pulled on Rumi’s chain and dragged my whining pet off me a little. “Thanks. I guess I asked for that. She been a good girl?”
“I’ve been great!” Rumi proudly stated with hands on her hips.
“She’s been fine.” Ryukyu frowned, still struggling to keep the naked bunny girl on her leash. “I’m glad you’ve trained her to be a team player now, that’s been a big help with missions, but she has a nasty habit of not sleeping in her pet bed whenever we’re back at my place.”
“Haha, sorry. I usually just let her climb into bed with me whenever she wants.” I laughed.
The blonde maid frowned with a dry coldness. “I know. Sigh at least you trained your pet to lick pussy too, now…”
“I’m the best at licking cunts! Though I always prefer fucking my owner’s massive dick!” The brown girl beamed so wide. Yeah, I made her keep her pro-heroing job sort of even while she was my pet. I can’t have twelve girls following me around all day every day anyway, and Mirko was by far the most tiring acquisition I ever got. If I don’t get her to kick some asses here and there then she’d literally be on me 24/7. “Hey hey! I heard you texted Ryukyu to say we’re going on a walk today?!”
I smirked at her in-my-face enthusiasm, “That’s right. I’m going to take both of you for a walk.”
“YES!”
“M-me too?” My maid squeaked. Then again when I walked around to grab both of their asses in one smooth motion. “I… I was supposed to just clean your room today…”
“That can wait. I think you deserve to be paid extra for taking care of my pet the last few days~”
I began walking the two of them towards the nearby park, never taking my hand off their squeezable asses to grope and fondle them properly. “Sex! He’s talking about fucking us! Ohh~ My cunt has been burning to get you back inside me, master!”
“I-I know, Mirko… thank you for the extra payment, sir. I appreciate it.” Ryukyu gave a soft smile. You may be confused as to why I made her my bang maid, but it makes total sense to me. Picking a slightly more tomboyish girl for such a feminine task meant I got to see a different side to the blonde, plus she always reacted so cutely to sexy maid scenarios. The amount of times I’ve flipped up her skirt, rammed it into her, then made her clean up the cum she was leaking while standing on shaky legs was too many.
After guiding the two to the park, I spent the rest of the morning in voyeuristic heaven. Fucking the pro-heroes back and forth. Trying to keep up with my pet’s endless demands, then getting to vent my frustrations on the awkward maid.
12:17 PM - Jirou’s Room
After a hearty lunch of a full pepperoni pizza (courtesy of my generous sponsor), my sexy secretary (who had ordered a salad that I came in for her enjoyment) gave me a breakdown of all the women I still had left to visit today. I’d forgotten just how many lives I’d touched… which meant I had to pick up the pace in order to get through everyone on my list.
Which is why, before we’d eaten in the cafeteria, we’d asked Jirou to go to her room early. That way she was ready for me after I’d eaten my meal. Don’t worry, I’d gotten her a pizza too. I’m not a complete asshole.
Jirou’s room was a nice little space, mostly filled with music and audio equipment, but spoke to her punk rock sensibilities well. Either way, it wasn’t the focus of my arrival by any means. Instead, I was most happy to see my onlyfans client awkwardly standing in next to nothing with a massive blush on her face.
“A-and you’re sure this will help me get famous, Mr. Manager?” She asked me as the slim gothic girl adjusted her pure white frilly lingerie.
“Sure! All the kids these days are only checking out music from the sexiest babes, right?” I lied, knowing that my client would always believe anything I told her. “You ready for the photo shoot? I’m sure your fans are going to pay top dollar for this one!”
Though she still had to gulp her nerves away, Jirou looked determined. “O-okay. I’m ready!”
What followed was a parade of pornographic photos. Making my client follow any and all instructions for her chance at stardom. Bending her spine to show off her ample rear as she looked back at me on the bed. Lewdly licking her guitar as if it was a cock, with her earjacks wrapping around the shaft of the item. Shifting her panties just enough to not show anything, but tease the audience so good. Tying her wrists up with her own earjacks to give me a full body shot of her b-cups in lingerie. I had plenty of photos to really help sell her as a pro hero and musician for the people. If those people were fellow pervs then who are we to judge!
“Great job, kid. And now that the photo shoot is done… You ready with part two, Mitsuki?” I asked, looking over to see my secretary with a camera and tripod all set up.
With a thumbs up she nodded, “All set, boss.”
“P-part two?”
“Of course! The onlyfans photo shoot is just to get the ball rolling!” I grinned, reaching down to my boxer’s waistline to start shifting them down my legs. My cock sprung free right in the rocker’s face, who gulped once more as her earjacks instinctively started wrapping around my shaft. “Now we do the video they’ll pay any price for. You, and your manager, after hours.”
She may have had a few nerves, but Jirou was a superstar. She always rose to any occasion, including getting the full nelson treatment right in front of the camera. Though, to be honest, I think she forgot about the camera pretty quickly. She was much happier just rolling her eyes back as I pinned her to her bed and went to town on that professional porn actress’ unused slit. Jirou was such a new acquisition for me, being the last of the 1-A girls I’d formed a bond with. But she was turning out to be one of my favourites to mess with, who knew having such a cute rocker chick do whatever you say for the camera would be so fun!
13:24 PM - Class 1-A
Mina Ashido slumped over her desk, cheek pressed against her palm as she gazed out the classroom window. The mid-afternoon sun streamed in, casting a soft, golden glow across the room, but even the warmth of the light couldn’t chase away her intense boredom. The lesson droned on, Aizawa’s voice a steady hum in the background, barely reaching her over the sea of half-formed daydreams. She tapped her fingers idly, the bright pink tips creating a soft rhythm as her eyes drifted from the view outside to her classmates, many of whom were diligently scribbling notes or nodding along to the lecture. Mina stifled a yawn, wishing something—anything—exciting would happen to shake up the monotony.
Enter: me, stage right.
Though I could have used any of the girls whose attention I grabbed by barging through the door, my sights were set on the bored alien that hadn’t registered my presence. My dressing gown flowed behind me elegantly as I approached her desk, slamming the thick piece of meat poking through my boxers onto the wood in front of her hard enough to make her jump in her seat.
“Oi, onahole. My cock wants you to ache for it.”
Already flustered from the surprise dick slam, her body went from 0 to 100 times hornier in a span of a few seconds. Dark pink cheeks burning brightly as she panted in her seat, eyes locked on my growing erection. “Ahhn~ m-my cunt is aching so hard for you now… Mm, a-anything else it wants?”
I smirked at her. Ashido’s attention was always on making my penis happy, as an onahole is wanton to do in life. She was much more attentive than my cum tissue, not that I minded either’s approach to my pleasure. “It wants you to strip.” My voice was the only way to relay what my cock wanted after all, so the pink girl always listened to exactly what orders I gave her without question.
Right there in this class, Mina was practically tearing at her clothes. I think I even saw her use acid to loosen her bra strap in a frenzy of dropped fabrics. Soon, in front of her entire class and blocking some spiky blonde dude’s view, stood the nude pink form of my onahole. She moaned out a little under her husky breath as my hard cock poked against her miscoloured skin. Dark pink areola were twitching in place on her ample chest, going down a nice smooth belly that led to wide hips and a permanently puddle-making pair of puffy pussy lips. My onahole was perfect for anyone looking for a top quality wank.
“Back on your desk, spread. It wants to fill your womb up with cum.”
“F-fuck yeah it does.” The slutty masturbation item grinned. She was always just so happy to be used, no matter where or when. I guess, why would any onahole complain about fulfilling their life’s purpose?
After she followed my orders, she waited patiently for my cock to enter her. Mina was excited, sure, but at the end of the day she didn’t demand or insist anything from me. My onahole just wanted to be used on the wishes of my cock. Though I could tell her heart did beat faster as I grabbed her hips and began sliding my massive cock meat inside of her.
“It wants you to moan.”
“Oooh!! OOOHHHH!!! AHN~! AHN~! AAAHHHHHNNNNFFFFUUCCKKKK!!!!!”
Man, I loved fucking in class.
Learning was the last thing on my mind, obviously. It wasn’t like I was coming here to actually be a hero or anything ridiculous like that. I had everything I wanted, plus… villains can’t even perceive me half the time. And I already made a random ant my ‘arch nemesis’ then mailed him to another country. If he ever finds me then he deserves to kill me, honestly.
Anyway, I loved fucking in class. It was the closest I’d ever get to having an audience for my fun. Stretching out my onahole that was screaming my name loudly with each monumental thrust into her cunt. Seeing the uncomfortable shifting of the students as they all heard, but could not perceive, my rampant destruction of the bright pink slit right under their noses. Even that shaggy haired teacher getting clearly bothered by how he had to talk over my onahole’s pleasured screams.
Though I didn’t really care about the other guys. My focus couldn’t really be shaken by the slimiest cunt in the universe.
Mina was the perfect choice to be my onahole. Her acid was just right to make her insides lubed up at all times for me. Even if it stung a little at times, getting to feel that vice grip squeeze of her gushing alien insides was immaculate. I could tell she loved being my onahole too. It may not be helping her grades, but when I ordered her to love it or to squeeze harder she always followed my orders to a t.
It helped that I got to see the other Class 1-A girls too. My biggest fan biting her lip while staring at me. My wife, getting heated at her own pussy buzzing (along with Mitsuki, who was standing near her son’s desk while her own cunt intruder kept her pleasured). My pervert in training was only one chair ahead of me, so was doing her best to help by teasing Mina’s nipples. And my model just looked intrigued at the possibilities.
And the best part? After I fucked in front of Tsuyu, she needed me to fuck her too.
“Ribbit. Please, Renji-san. I-I need your assistance now…” The frog girl croaked at me. Spreading her legs and showing me the drenched salmon pinkness underneath.
I left Ashido, letting my biggest fan clean up my onahole’s pink and white splattered pussy. Approaching my next target in the corner of the room and practically jumping on that frog. After all, when you were a girl’s hormone balancer you took that job seriously.
What did it mean to be Tsuyu’s hormone balancer? Well, as an animal based quirk, if her hormones ever got the better of her then she’d need to come find me to help suppress herself. Heating cycles, animal magnetism, beast modes, all these things affected a tiny portion of the world. Dozens, including my wonderful pet bunny, need someone to be around them to help fuck their slutty cunts so they can feel normal again… please donate today… nah, I’m just fucking with ya.
Tsuyu was perhaps the best kisser in the class, though she was clearly cheating with that long froggy tongue of hers. With how horny she got, she just loved to send that tongue plunging into my mouth to get as much of my tastes as possible.
It didn’t matter to her that it was during class. To this overwhelmed temptress, I was just performing a form of medical assistance. Sure, the best feeling in her entire day was when my massive cock was slamming into her cervix with reckless abandon, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t technically an inconvenience! Maybe her tongue would wrap down the back of my body until she was moaning at the taste of both my taint and ball sack, but she should be there to learn!
In the end, Tsuyu mostly just got taught how to deepthroat a cock while also rimming an asshole with her tongue at the same time.
14:41 PM - Pro-Hero Press Conference
Mt. Lady strutted out onto the main stage. Flashing lights of cameras accompanied a cacophony of cheers for the size changing hero. Her usual full body hero outfit was nowhere to be seen, though her mask still remained on her pretty face. Instead, she wore what looked to be gym gear. She was wearing a matching set of gray Calvin Klein workout clothes—a sleek sports bra with a simple, supportive cut and fitted shorts with a high waistband, both adorned with the brand’s signature logo on the banding. Her outfit is practical yet flattering, hugging her athletic form tightly.
The real stand out piece though was all the cum that was dripping off her masked face.
“Hi there everyone! Thanks for coming to my press conference~ I now open questions to the public.”
After a flurry of hands, the pro-hero pointed to one dark skinned woman with a pen and notepad, “Mt. Lady! Hello, Kristi Meryl from Channel 10 news. May I say, you’re looking downright fabulous today. The women want to know, what’s your secret?”
“Oh, just my Personal Trainer.” She grinned happily as another clump of semen dropped from her chin onto her bra, “he’s so good to me. Always giving me the protein I need to keep active in the gym. Even a woman like me that can become 60 ft tall has to stay in shape! I only want to weigh 113 metric tons, not 120!” The woman smiled, then looking to a space next to her that the entire crowd couldn’t perceive. “Oop! Sorry everyone, I have to do some squats right now!”
The large woman got out of her seat, showcasing her full hourglass body as she stepped in front of the crowd. Mt Lady put her hands behind her head and began working out without any qualms from the audience she’d asked to attend. Her braless tits bounced wildly for the heated news members, a ripple of strength across her sexy body each time she rose from her squat. “P-please continue the q-questions!”
There was a beat where the news were clearly zoned out to stare at her lovely body move. After they collectively shook themselves out of it, one man raised his pen, "Have you ever thought about mentoring younger heroes? You’ve become such an inspiration to many!"
“S-sometimes it feels like the n-next generation are training me!” The blonde finished her set of squats to start twerking her rear, “I-I have been considering joining the ranks of U.A. if only to be closer to my t-trainer… maybe there I’ll find a kindred spirit who loves their fans as much as me!”
Her charming response was enough to win the crowd over. Especially as it was paired with the woman getting down on all fours, spreading her legs, and groaning at the sudden cock filament she was experiencing.
Eyes rolled back with gritted teeth as her pleasure levels became overwhelming. Mt Lady was sweating more than when she was working out, beads of liquid travelling down her ample chest after her top had been pulled up. Her face a mess of drying semen and dripping sweat, her legs weak from the thick pipe inserted between them, and her massive mounds wobbled back and forth from her personal trainer's intense internal workout, splashing her sweat around the stage with each titanic thrust.
“Miss Mt Lady! To follow up your workout regime question, I wanted to ask if there were any diets you recommend?”
“P-protein!” Was her response, clearly struggling to even hear the crowd with so much electric pleasure shooting through her body, “Thick, sticky, lovely protein! Oozing into your body, fresh and full of LLIIFFEE!!”
The pro-hero’s climax may not have been perceptible to those that saw it, but her sweaty, spine curling, aheagao’d face was still mass recorded by the media for all the local hero magazines to print for their front covers.
20:31 PM - Women's Dormitory in UA
‘Man, after all that I guess my secretary was right.’ I sighed both happily and wistfully as I approached Momo’s room. Having promised her the finale of my day earlier, I wasn’t exactly going to let her down too ‘Mitsuki warned me I’d get stuck on one girl and fail to see everyone today. I got close, but those cute-ass reporters and their sexy-ass asses. How could I resist taking them back to Mt. Lady’s place? They’d just realised they were my dick and ball reporters, respectively! Man, I can’t wait to read the articles they’ll make about how good I fucked them… hehehe…’
With a final shrug, I just supposed the final few women I wanted to visit would have to get an extra helping of love tomorrow. Opening my door to the dark room before-
“SURPRISE! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!”
I was shocked, blinking at the five naked women all beaming at me. My secretary, fuck buddy, sexual education teacher, pet, and wife all happily waiting, with the latter of the group front and center with a big cake in hand.
“W-what?” I gasped, looking around their happy faces with genuine surprise, “You even got the girls I missed today! H-how did you know?”
“You’ve only asked for the full package twice, and it was the same time both years.” Mitsuki explained, looking ever so proud of herself for sussing it out, “You may not have told me the day, but a good secretary can suss these things out!”
Momo stepped forwards again towards me, “We have a lot of birthday celebrations to catch up on, mister.”
“S-sorry… I guess my birth was always a bit of a weird subject for me.”
“Shhh, it’s okay. But I hope… now that I’m your wife, we can look forward to the future together.” Her warm love felt so good, overwhelming my body and actually making my eyes sting a little with tears. Even while my pet began stripping me of my dressing gown and boxers, I could feel Momo’s heart touch mine. “Now, make a wish.”
I looked around the room. Mitsuki, my trustworthy secretary that always followed me around to help with my girls or my cock. Mirko, my fuck bunny pet that could keep up with a reality altered penis. Nejire, my third year fuck buddy who was always down to get off with my cock whenever either of us wanted a fling. Midnight, the sexual education teacher that enjoyed her job so much she kept assigning ‘homework’ for me to take her in various positions. And Momo, my wife. Able to create anything with those powers of hers, even a wonderful dream of our life together.
With a smile, I reached down and blew out the candles. Making my wish.
In the end, the cake didn’t really matter. I got maybe a mouthful of it before my attention was demanded by the girl’s rambunctious desires. My pet was obviously the main driving force, practically wrapping her arms and legs around me to drag me onto the bed. It was a good thing that Momo had such a huge one, as we needed all the space we could get between the six of us.
The rest of the night was a flurry of body parts and passion. It really felt like at any one moment I was touching at least three of the women. Be that licking my wife’s cunt on my back while fingering my fuck buddy as my teacher’s ass slammed onto my cock. Or when I was fucking back and forth between my secretary and pet while my fuck buddy licked my asshole.
I wasn’t alone though. Luckily Midnight, with the help of Momo’s creation ability, was able to teach me all about proper FFFFFM sixsome etiquette, including how to use a double ended dildo on the other girl that wasn’t being used at the time.
It was like I had the full range of cunts to sample from. First year, third year, teacher, pro hero, and MILF. Each had their own flavours and pleasures to indulge, I was like a kid in a candy store.
Birthdays may not have been my thing before, but man was it turning out to be the best I’d ever had. The gift of messily railing five of the most beautiful women in the world was perhaps the only present worth living for. Indulging in their bodies, tasting their intimate areas, getting to see the slutty faces of ecstacy that no one else was allowed to see. I could easily groundhog day myself into this existence and never in a million years get tired with the repetition.. I wanted to live here, in this moment, forever with my precious bonds.
After all the cunts had been filled and all the engines had been successfully stalled out, we finally rested in a big pile together. Their heads resting on me wherever they wanted, with my hand being reserved for my wife to squeeze on in happiness.
My wish? You’re asking me, Masato Renji, about my wish?
It’s obvious, isn’t it?
To have even more connections for a bigger birthday party next year!