Chapter 3-Momo

What sets Lilac Academy apart from other schools like Yuuei is that not only are the girls taught how to be proper heroes, they're also taught on how to use their feminine attributes for the betterment of the innocent and to gain an advantage over their enemies. The world was not a kind place for women, even in this age of superheroes. There were many villains that weren't displayed in the media who had a reputation for preying on young, defenseless girls or fledgling heroines because of some false belief of superiority over them. The molesters, the rapists, the abusers, the criminal perverts; she had heard her fair share of female heroes being assaulted on the job by villains who tilted toward the darker side of things.

It was scary, yes, but that didn't mean that it was something to fear. Envoy taught her students important lessons in how to use their bodies as their greatest weapons. It could even save their lives at some point, but only if these girls got past their inhibitions. No pro female hero worth her salt was some gal who relied only on her quirk to get by in this world. Why do you think so many heroines wore skimpy or skintight costumes?

The teachers at Lilac emphasized this fact to the students when it came time to design and create their hero costumes. It was basically dress up to the tenth degree with some design choices to make good use of their quirk…or just to look pretty while kicking ass. Still, the interviews were continuing through this part of their training, and Envoy was happy to have gotten to one of her more juicer students.

Momo Yaoyorozu. An aspiring young woman with a very versatile quirk that legs her create non-living material so long as she knows what it's made of. This lent to her high intelligence level and book smarts, though she was very resourceful in the field too. She came from a wealthy family and was practically trained from birth with high expectations from her parents to make it far in the hero industry. Judging from her grades she was doing very well, but that's not what Envoy was interested in at the moment.

"How is your training going, Momo?" Envoy asked the girl, subtly running her mask-covered eyes along the girl's notable curves. "Are you getting along with the other girls in your class?"

"Oh yes, ma'am, everything is going smoothly. It was fun working together with the other girls during practicing." Momo said with a smile. "I've never had any friends growing up, so it feels really nice to have like-minded friends there to support me."

"That's good. I heard how your parents had basically taught you everything there is to know about being a hero, but didn't allow you to make friends. That's not a life to live, Momo. A life without friends or even acquaintances is a very lonely life." Envoy smiled wistfully. "Take it from someone who's been through that experience before."

Momo frowned at the very brief look of sadness that crossed over Envoy's face. She heard of Envoy's previous career as a pro-hero, and the circumstances that led to her early retirement. Envoy gathered herself and gave Momo a small smile.

"But enough about that gloomy stuff. I got a glimpse of your class's hero costumes, and I must say, Momo, yours is one of the best." She chuckled. "You're even showing more skin than Midnight!"

Momo's hero costume consisted of a sleeveless crimson leotard which was open to expose her skin from her neck to just below her naval. She also wore short crimson boots and had a gold utlility belt around her waist. It was designed to allow her to create items from as many points in her body as possible, as her quirk could only be used if her skin is exposed, and though Momo had willingly designed it to be like that, being told of how skimpy it was did make her feel a bit embarrassed.

"I only made it with my quirk in mind. I wasn't trying to usurp Midnight in any way." Momo said blushing.

"Nothing to be ashamed about, dear. If you have the goods, show it off. Your costume is both practical and sexy, and it'd be a shame to cover up your beauty now." Envoy said encouragingly. "You have a beautiful body, Momo, and there's no shame in embracing that beauty, especially if it makes you a better hero. And I can tell that you're going to make it far in this program."

"Thank you, ma'am." Momo said smiling.

"Please, call me Envoy." The headmistress grinned. "I have a feeling we'll be getting to know each other more intimately than the other girls."

XXXXXX

"Fuck, you look even hotter in person."

Momo blushed at his lewd praise, and her face flushed even deeper when she noticed his eyes rake over her deep cleavage that her costume exposed. She stood before him in her hero costume, but without her utility belt, while her client for the night, Taro, the manager of a modeling agency that employed female heroes, stood in front of her completely naked, which didn't do much for his slightly repulsive appearance. He had a mutation quirk that basically made him look like a humanoid boar, with a piggish head and small tusks coming out of the sides of his mouth. His flat nose snorted as he hungrily gazed at her and Momo began to feel more and more self-conscious of herself.

"Remind me to give your headmistress a big tip after this, because she really outdid herself this time!" He said grinning happily. "Come on, let's get this shit started before I jizz myself from looking at you!"

Momo yelped as she was suddenly pushed backwards and was pressed against the surface of the wall behind her. Taro smothered his lips against hers and her arms wrapped around his fat neck and her left knee rubbed against his crotch.

His fat tongue raped her mouth without any consideration for her, his stubby hands running along her slender body before trailing to her firm ass cheeks. Momo groaned as she felt his fingers groped and knead her glutes while her breasts were smothered against his hairy chest. They kissed for a few more minutes before he pulled back and looked down at her ample tits that were smushed against his chest.

"How about you show me those tits you're so proud of showing off, huh?" He suggested, though it was really an order on his part.

"A-As you wish." Momo said softly, panting a bit from his rough kiss and reached up with her hands to pull her costume open. As she wore no bra, her breasts bounced out into open air, and the man panted like a dog as he was treated to an unrestricted view of her gorgeous ample mounds. His cock sprang up like a sign post and throbbed painfully.

"Fuck me, what is it with you hero bitches and skimpy costumes?" Taro groaned.

He grabbed her by the waist and dragged her over to the velvet couch by the table, throwing her onto it and sitting next to her before leaning down to bury his face in her large tits. Momo's eyes widened at the treatment she was getting from the vulgar pig-faced man, squirming and moaning as she leaned back into the lush pillows behind her while he continued to kiss and suck one tit while groping the other with his hand.

Momo ran a hand along his back, almost cradling his head as his ministrations made her knees feel like jelly. She leaned farther back to make it easier for him to alternate between breasts to nibble on, and her eyes fluttered shut in bliss as he bit and sucked at her hard pink nipples.

It was when Taro roughly squeezed her left breast and sucked her right breast really hard that Momo's body jerked from a sudden climax that made her squirt juices onto the couch. She gasped and moaned as the crotch of her leotard was soaked in her release, shivering in excitement. Taro pulled his head back and grinned at her.

"You came just from that? You really are a virgin." He laughed, making her blush. Taro leaned back and pointed to his throbbing cock, which stood long and hard, eager for someone to attend to it. "Since I gave you your first orgasm, you gotta do something for me, too. And you better use your tits to get me off."

Momo nodded obediently and slid off the couch to kneel between Taro's spread thighs. Glancing nervously at the thick cock before her, she rose up to where her chest met his pelvis and guided her ample breasts to squeeze on Taro's dick. The boar man let out a gasp of excitement at this newfound sensation, and Momo continued on by pressing those soft squishy orbs together on his length. She was an amateur at this, given this was her first time in doing anything like this (Momo dreaded what her mother would think if she knew what she was doing right now). Taro was of another mind, as to him she felt like a pro as she stroked her tits up and down on his cock.

The fat cockhead of his length slapped the surface of her lips as she descended on his shaft, so Momo decided to attend to this bare piece of flesh. Pursing her lips, she leaned forward and lightly sucked on the tip of his shaft while still squishing the cock between her soft orbs, and in response Taro's grip was getting tighter on the couch. Seeing the pleasured look on his face assured Momo that she was doing the right thing, and she continued with renewed confidence, pushing herself further down until the entirety of his tip was inside her mouth.

"Shit…you're incredible!" Taro moaned loudly as her tongue swirled around his head as if she were licking an ice cream cone. This continued on for several minutes until Taro noticed he was getting close to his limit and was about to burst, but he didn't want that yet. He grabbed Momo's head and pulled her and her tits off his cock. "I want the first load I blow tonight to be inside you, girl. Turn around and get on your hands and knees."

Momo took a deep breath and did as she was ordered, getting down onto the soft carpet on her hands and knees, pointing her supple ass towards him. Taro licked his lips when he saw her moistening pussy through the thin barrier of her red leotard and abruptly reached out to rip open the bottom of her costume, earning a surprised squeak from her. He quickly knelt behind her, gripping her hips with one hand and holding his rod to guide it to its destination, shuddering when his tip touched her folds.

If Momo was expecting a warning, or at least for him to go soft, she was disappointed, as he shoved his cock into her with a single thrust that buried his shaft halfway into her moist folds. Momo grunted with a bit of pain, but she ignored it for the most part. What really registered in her mind was that she was just made a woman. She lost her virginity to a man she just met and was essentially paying her for sex. The thought alone actually caused her pussy to squeeze tighter on the cock spearing her canal, making Taro grunt.

The sheer tightness of her pussy on his length was overwhelming but he had adjusted to it now. His hips slowly started moving back and forth, carefully accelerating once he was sure that he wasn't going to blow too soon. Soon the air was filled with the soft slapping of flesh on flesh as his pelvis slapped against the soft orbs of Momo's ass. Her face was an expression of pleasure as he continued slamming his cock into her vaginal depths, her body moving in sync with his thrusts that as her climax was getting closer each second.

"F-Faster!" She pleaded. "Faster, please. I love it!"

"Damn right you do!" Taro laughed as he continued hammering into her tight passage. They fucked for several more minutes before Taro altered her positon, pulling her onto her side and lifting her right leg over his shoulder so that he was fucking her sideways. His hips started pounding her faster and Momo felt her pussy beginning to contract, signaling they were close.

Momo reached her climax first, her head shooting back as her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave. Her pussy frantically clenched and convulsed on Taro's shaft, causing him to reel back as he emptied load after load of semen into her depths. Surprisingly, the man kept cumming into her for nearly a minute before finishing his climax and pulled out, leaving thick globs of white goo to seep out of Momo's pussy.

Taro let go of Momo's body to take a breather, his cock sagging slightly, but still twitching in the afterglow of his orgasm. Momo lied on the carpet panting heavily from the fierce pounding she received, shivering from the feeling of another man's cum leaking from her cunt like a river.

"That was good, kid. You bitches always know where it's at." Taro said crudely and looked at his cock. "My cock's still a mess, though. Good thing you're gonna help me clean it up."

Rolling her until she was on her back, Taro straddle d Momo's torso and placed his cock between her breasts, using them to not only clean his cock but also get himself off again. Momo, tired but still dedicated to doing her duty, reached up to push her breasts together around his cock and allowed him to use her body as he saw fit.

What kind of hero would she be if she left an innocent civilian in need?


That's it for Momo's chapter, hope I made good use of her "assets"...and I don't mean her titties. We've got Mina up next, probably one of the only girls in the class who's actually excited for this "program" of Envoy's. Be sure to check out the Hentai World website on wordpress. Thanks for reading, please leave a review, and remember...I'm watching you fap. (0_0)