The next morning was rather refreshing from their previous weeks. Instead of the sparse manor, they were out in the comfort of their own dorm rooms, greeted by the sunlight and the soft commotion that their classmates created. Sure, seeing Izuku's dick in the morning was always fun for the girls, but this was nice; like a cool breeze on a hot summer day.
This was especially so for Kyouka, who awoke in her girlfriend's plush arms - her bosom pressed against her face. She smiled as she sat up on the couch, realizing that they dozed off late at night while watching a documentary. She wouldn't have been able to explain what it was about, but it made Momo happy; that's all that truly mattered to her. She yawned as she continued cuddling with the ravenette, feeling her stomach move up and down as the two of them rested peacefully.
As for the other girls… Well, their night was filled with both passion and comfort. The beds were a nice change of pace to be sure, but it was also filled with naughty, erotic fantasies. Something which Melissa happily divulged into, watching Mina pleasure herself for hours and hours, keeping track of what really got her going. She had written it down soon after the pinkette fell asleep, and couldn't help but want more information. Though, she knew the future school days wouldn't allow for that, so she would simply compile what she has for the day, and make the usual comparisons that she normally did whenever she "researched" her newfound friends. The blonde patted her admittedly large belly and left the Heights Alliance dorm to meet up with Mei, curious as to what she was up to this fine morning.
The numerous other students on U.A.'s campus rose out of bed and quickly got dressed, and ate their breakfast. For the girls, they were eating a tad bit more than usual. Deku's semen was rather filling, and certainly made them feel real good afterwards. Cereal and pancakes couldn't work that same magic.
This change in diet didn't in fact worry Izuku himself, who was more than happy to eat the food presented to him. His previous food plan from All Might before UA was less than this, and he doubted his hero would disapprove. Munching on heaping spoonfuls of fruits, meats, and rice, gulping down a full 4-liter jug of milk like it was a small glass of water, crumpling the bottle. His body apparently needed more, and he definitely wanted to build up his strength. Being with his female counterparts might have helped out his stamina, but as a hero in training, he felt he needed even more!
"M-Midoriya!" Iida chided, looking in awe as his green haired friend paused. "You really should save some food. We haven't bought any groceries recently…" He looked down as he blinked at the bowls and plates of numerous foods that once filled them.
Izuku still had the decency to flush as he apologized to Tenya. "Sorry, Iida. I'll make sure to clean everything up." he smiled awkwardly as Tenya nodded and set out on his morning run before he turned his head towards the class vice-rep who had just taken a seat at the table. "Hey, um Yaoyorozu… do you think you can make me a few new sets of clothes? My body keeps on ripping them - my shirt especially." He gestured at his white t-shirt as it made a loud pop at a seam, making Jirou cackle as Momo giggled quietly.
"Yes Midoriya, I'll help you out in a minute here." She covered her mouth as the two women continued laughing to themselves. They didn't even need to discuss his lower attire, consisting of nothing but his bedsheets around his waist.
That's when Ochako appeared out from the stairwell and decided to float across the ground floor landing gracefully as her voluptuous figure bounced and jiggled with every moon step. She swayed her wide hips as she tapped Izuku's shoulder and hugged him tightly at his neck, her large nipples poking through her now snug nightshirt.
"Hey Deku~ How are you~" she cooed, smiling at him as he leaned into her embrace in response. She teased the curls of his mid-fade haircut and his budding peach fuzz on his jaw. Apparently reversing his previous form didn't fully regress his puberty.
"O-oh, I feel great. Just gonna wait until Yaoyorozu can make me a new shirt." He gestured towards his ripped attire as she licked her lips.
"I don't mind staring at your body. Especially these~" she pressed her index finger against his chest as she went down towards his abs, drooling at the sight as she stared at his crotch. "I'll never get tired of seeing and playing with this." she absently told herself, wanting to look at it closer.
He tapped her head as he made her notice that she wasn't the only one hungry for more. Tsuyu looked at them both with lust while Kyouka rubbed her big, meaty thighs together, with Momo breathing heavily next to her. Mina groped her breasts, pinching her nipples as Tooru squirmed in her seat. "T-trust me, I'd love nothing more than to 'play' with you. But we have to save it for later." The chocolate haired beauty pouted as Izuku brought his face closer to hers. "At least, until the end of the day. Okay?"
This was all Uraraka needed to hear as she practically started skipping towards the kitchen counter, grabbing her meal as the other girls went back to normal.
Lazy Sundays were a godsend in this case.
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Aizawa enjoyed three non-cat things: sleep, quiet, and obedience.
Nemuri was one of the two (three, if he included Hizashi) antithesis of everything he hated: partying, extravagance, and revolution. She was the one that made hero organizations reconsider their stance on costumes, and she was the one who brought her "tv drama" to the workplace, often stringing along a list of insults to throw at Mt. Lady.
It was annoying and mindless; just like his frequent nightmares.
But now, he wasn't sure if he was still dreaming, because Kayama looked very… strange. This was only brought to his attention because he heard what he had thought to be an injured animal, only to realize that it was just Yamada wheezing his guts out at the sight of her.
He inched on over in his sleeping bag, rubbing his eyes in annoyance as he looked on in what he could only describe as bewilderment. There before him stood a woman whom he had known for a large majority of his life. Her body had changed a bit since she was in high school, but this was so drastic that he wondered if he was still dreaming.
As for what Mic was giggling about, she seemed to be caught in a loop of knocking things over with her chest - then in her attempt to pick them up, her rear would bump something else onto the floor below. She was not happy about his hyena-like laughter, but then again, neither was Aizawa. He stared at his colleagues with an empty look as he rubbed his eyes and craned his neck from side to side. "Is this what I have to wake up to now?"
Nemuri rolled her eyes as Present Mic attempted to pick himself off the floor, breathing heavily as he toned down his wheezing.
"Just getting used to myself. Puberty was kind enough to visit me again in the best of ways." Her colleague started, blinking rather dryly as Nemuri brushed her hair out of her own eyes "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to grab my lesson plans - tomorrow is going to be a fun one!" She chirped, skipping away as Aizawa groaned at the reminder. Having classes meet up was always a pain.
Hizashi gained his breath again to let out one last playful jeer, one Shouta tuned out for convenience, but could see Nemuri's reaction: a frustrated blush with her free hand balled into a fist until it opened into a claw motion, a small ball of her somnambulist mist forming - waitwat
The ball was thrust at Mic as Midnight pointed at him, retorting by saying "Oh, go soak your head, 'Zashi!"
The mist dispersed on impact with the radiohead's face, and Shouta saw his eyes glaze over like he saw Shinsou's brainwashing victim's tell before they closed and the annoyingly familiar if rare sound of Hizashi's snoring. Shouta was surprised with Mic's movement getting up, head lolling about as his body moved over to the teacher's lounge restroom, the door closing and the sound of running water was heard, before a splash was followed by the frustratingly iconic shriek.
"EEEEIIIYAAAAGHHHHK! MY HAIR?!"
The door slammed open, revealing Hizashi more wide-eyed than usual, his hair drooping down past his shoulders, soaking wet and dripping.
Shouta's eyes were nearly as wide. Nemuri's Quirk evolved? She was never able to control others with her somnambulist before, other than their ability to sleep. Actual commands were beyond her, at least until now.
The look on Midnight's face was just as surprised, until it curled into a smile that came with her exclusive brand of mischief. Shouta only just activated his erasure before another mist ball coated his vision, the last thing he saw before the blackness took him was another ball being tossed at Mic before Midnight's voice echoed dimly.
"Sleep until tomorrow, boys. Something just came up."
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After breakfast, Izuku and most of his group were heading to the Support Department to hopefully get fitting clothes. As easily as Momo could make them, she (and Kyouka) didn't want to fully use her lipid reserves for such-and-such.
Kyouka herself looked ahead at the broad back of their shared… boyfriend? A new strained too-small shirt was forced over Izuku's head and chest, despite Momo's measurements, just so he wouldn't be called out on indecency - 'Again, fucking clothing laws…' buzzed in her head while his All Might themed bed spread was wrapped around his waist. The other girls also had various sheets as makeshift covers for the more pronounced developments they shared. Mina's purple leopard and pink tiger sheets were the most daring combo.
The ridiculousness of the past fortnight made her think of something that she never really rationalized, but was actively doing. So she slipped on to the back next to Tsuyu, sporting a soft muffin top over her pastel blue sheet sarong and hefting chest stuffed in what was once a large nightshirt depicting a stylized Selkie - the Hero she first interned with - in his "bara-desu" pose. Kyouka herself had her music note sheets wrapped around her only slightly chubby tummy and a warped Death Arms shirt covering her mammoth mammaries, not that you could tell at a glance. A third of her boob spilled out under the hem, something the rocker was extremely proud of.
"Hey, Asui?"
"Call me Tsu, Kyo-chan." Tsuyu's immediate response was obvious. "I'm sure we can all be more familiar with each other, gero."
Kyouka gave a light chuckle. "Sure, Tsu, I was wondering how you practice exercises with your tongue."
"With being like a frog, it comes naturally, I guess." She stated plainly. "Why do you ask?"
Instead of a verbal answer, the curvaceous punkette stuck out her own, opening her jaw wider as the prehensile tasting muscle elongated down to the level of her nipple tags, a good two feet away, minding the curve of her cleavage - 'God, I'm never going to tire of stating that: My Cleavage!' she mused giddily.
Tsuyu's face didn't change expression, but she did halt in her step forward.
With a reflexive 'slurp', the violette drew her tongue back into her mouth. "Figured I'd ask an expert on the subject."
Tsuyu said nothing at first, before she opened her mouth and shot out her own tongue at nerve-wracking speed, wrapping around the crook of Izuku's elbow, stopping him and the other quartet of classmates. The new pseudo green giant turned to them in curiosity.
"Is something wrong, Asu-Tsu?" He asked in flustered curiosity.
"Did this Quirk change anything other than our curves, by your own volition, Izuku?" Tsuyu asked with a more serious inflection in her voice.
The question gave Izuku pause, having him look up in supposed thought. After about half a minute, he shook his head. "I don't believe so, why?"
Tsuyu eyed Kyouka and tapped the violette's hip to direct her to answer. Kyouka flushed slightly as her ear jacks moved in front of her face and tapped each other with the tips. With the group's eyes on her, she revealed her tongue once more, waving the tip above her head. She looked away in embarrassment as the others reacted in awe.
"Whoa!" Tooru bounced in surprise, her sleeveless top and bedsheet pencil skirt bobbing seconds later.
"Ooh..." Ochako moved in slightly closer from her hanging perch on Izuku's shoulder, interested, but preferring to stay aloft, just having a sheet draped over her figure.
Momo's face turned red as her pillowy comforter tented at her front. "That… explains how you were so thorough..." She muttered, looking to the ground at her side.
Izuku blinked owlishly, staying silent as though memories came to the forefront of his mind.
"No way!" Mina exclaimed, lunging forward, almost chest to chest with Jirou. "You got a tongue-job too?"
Everyone looked at the pudgy pinkette in surprise. Izuku's voice came out, a deep whisper but still heard by all present. "'Too'?"
Mina smiled wryly, hands on her hips and back straight as she opened her mouth and stuck out her own tongue. Unlike Tsuyu's or now Kyouka's, it only extended straight out maybe eight inches; still impressive normally, but as it's tip parted horizontally, the real surprise was shown.
"What the -? Ah!" Ochako yelped, pointing at Mina. "When I woke up, you bit me there!"
Indeed, at the end of Mina's tongue was a small set of razor teeth between the gap in her muscle, flexing it to form an O-shape, puckering the tongue's 'lips'. It wasn't prehensile like her classmates' as it was, but the little mouth closed when it moved normally and Mina reeled it back in, giggling as she saw their faces.
"Yep!" She laughed. "I've got an inner jaw just like a Xenomorph now!"
"Not completely..." Izuku began idly as he muttered. "The structure is more like a leech or lamprey, even with a more humanoid structure. A Xenomorph jaw is more like a piece of rebar… if you had the time, we could see if you could puncture a solid wall… that could be good for covert missions, though impact resistance would be a factor…"
"Deku~" Ochako prodded his cheek, snapping him out of his analysis and note-taking… that he somehow materialized. Looking at her, then the others, he saw they were a tad bewildered.
"O-oh… " he lightly chuckled, closing the notebook. "Sorry…"
"Where'd the pen come from?" Tooru asked.
"Momo's hairpiece," he stated plainly, pointing to the bustiest young woman's loose raven locks. Momo herself reached behind and realized she didn't notice him take it out.
"And the notebook?" Kyouka's eyebrow curled up.
Only silence was the answer.
"Um… so…" the teen titan attempted to redirect the conversation. "Did the rest of you experience other unique changes?"
Their own pause was the response, along with their wayward glances unable to look at him, along with the raucous laughing in his mind.
'Hopefully this can be explained.' He thought, ignoring Nana's chortling.
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The rest of the trek was in awkward silence, though it was also to keep their presence to their best minimum. How six borderline obese teens and a nearly seven foot muscle-bound All Might superfan/successor accomplished such is even more fantastic than the idea of a near bicentenarion stealing superpowers, but it happened.
The department building was mostly quiet this morning, which to anyone who frequented the area was unusual, as the air would undoubtedly be filled with the echoes of Power Loader telling off a certain eccentric inventor, along with said inventor's cackling, fairly consistent machinery explosions, and the billowing smoke from the refuse. Instead, the only sounds were the muted impacts of flesh against flesh and voices behind a set of recently reinforced doors. As Izuku opened them, the conversation was much clearer.
"- and so for reinforcement on the leg bracers, the titanium-metatarsal plates can be layered and the impact resistance would diminish by 37%."
"Mmm… but what about the compression system?"
"Copper strips at six decimeters thickness in cast plaster for stre- YEE-oooohhh!"
A meaty slap cut off the reply following a throaty moan.
"Have it be a tungsten cable fiber mesh with a brass coating on the outside for durability and comfort. Less damage-prone there. Plaster would be an irritant."
"Awwww… but then the flexibility would be the equivalent of a cracked shell."
"Not if the fibers are layered like muscle tendons."
"Oh! Then it'd be an exodermis, similar to that one guy's thing, but without the loss in protection. And leaving plenty of room for more babies!"
"Um… we might be interrupting something, but..." Izuku cleared his throat, bringing the two geniuses' attention to their friends as they all entered. Mei was laying down on a workbench nude, ass up and legs dangling over the edge, tits pillowing out beneath her as she was both scribbling away on a whiteboard and fiddling with a gear piece in an abstract configuration. Melissa was standing adjacent to her, hair in a large bun and wearing a large lab coat buttoned just under her breasts and rising behind her to only just cover her wide womanly hips, leaving her distended belly exposed. She also had a meter stick in hand, the slightly red markings on Mei's prominent rear showing exactly what they were doing. Izuku resisted what was obviously an attempt to get a rise out of him and continued. "...Can we get some clothes? Please?"
Melissa looked perplexed at the request. "Shouldn't Yaoyorozu have been able to make enough for us all?"
"As much as I could, Shield," Momo replied, hefting the makeshift top. "I'd rather not do so… economic complications may result."
"That, and Kyo-chan is being greedy on keeping you to herself." Tsuyu stated. The rocker girl in question balked at the public truth.
"And while I had changed most of you back to normal, it only goes to a point that we're at." Izuku added, stepping away from the others to sit at a nearby desk so he could think. "It's like… taking water from a bottle and transferring it to a similar but smaller container. But the transfer method is a sponge. After it's used, it'll never be totally dried… it retains moisture and is always like that…"
"Is he comparing us to bottles or sponges?" Mina asked.
"I think both." Tooru shrugged. "We are pretty spongy..."
The Ninth Holder of One for All sighed in frustration, running his hands through his hair. "There's… also some other developments…" The two geniuses looked to the 1-A girls for clarification, and Mina and Kyouka once again revealed their new tongues.
Mei popped off the bench she laid over, her nipples rising over her head at the sudden movement as she grinned widely. "So I was right about that!" She did a little spin, sending her chest in a different wild motion before dramatically pointing at her cohort. "I knew there was a cohesive fac-oof!"
Melissa had used the meter stick to swat Mei again, this time on the exposed stomach. Sighing, she relented. "Yes, you were. I had hoped it was something else, but there's no need to gloat."
"Ow… I'm not gloating." Mei gave a pouty smile. "All I got was variety, you got the better one."
The audience to the two-girl show was silent until Ochako asked the poignant question. "The better what?"
Melissa's face went red as she looked over at Izuku, glasses fogging up as she reached behind and let her hair out.
And down.
And down.
And down.
Until the tressess fell to the floor.
"Okaaay… so your hair got super long?" Mina asked, more confused than normal.
Melissa shook her head, her hair rippling in reflection from the fluorescent lights, and didn't stop moving. In fact, the golden locks raised in multiple collected ends, surrounding her like a well-kept web.
"It seems Deku…" the American said weakly, tears in her eyes but a smile in her voice, "has given me a Quirk."
BOOM
The room shook as the girls' attention went back to Izuku, who had collapsed from his seat to the floor. Ochako stepped over to him to see if he was hurt, and only saw the whites of his still-open eyes.
"No worries! He just passed out. He's good!"
"Damn right he's good." Kyouka said out loud. "He's able to handle ridiculous things not even pros can, and has enough stamina to handle all of this." She motioned to the group, but mostly at herself. "And now he can just… give random Quirks?!"
"Nah, not random." Mei said, her eyes wide as the goldenrod crosshair pattern of her irises shifted to become blue Xs, then green triangles, then red stars. "It's like an upgrade from what you have and makes it better." She closed her eyes and opened them again, back to her normal. "I always wondered what other sights I could have with Zoom, but it was really only telescopic. I had to train my eyes like mad to get them to see micro for my babies."
'That explains a lot.' was the unsaid quip.
"Now I can see anything from atoms to the cosmos! All the sights in the universe in various spectrums of light and radiation are available to me! Hatsume Mei Can See EVERYTHING!" Mei started cackling. "All thanks to our man!"
ThwapThwapThwap
Melissa's hair formed tendrils and struck Mei over her body. The oldest girl sighed and her face rested in her palm.
"While she's correct, and she has every right to be happy, the power might be too much…" the blonde drummed her fingers of her free hand over her belly. The wistful expression in her eyes made her feel melancholic. "For someone who never had a Quirk to start with, it's a little scary." A hair tendril laid itself over the hand in a gentle caress. "I… this is something that I have wanted for so long… but I kept it in the back of my mind as an empty hope. I accepted being Quirkless, and nevertheless did my best to prove I could do something regardless… I…" Her voice choked in her throat as tears started to fall. "I'm just… I want to be mad, disappointed… hell, I'd accept furious… but I can't be." She now had the widest smile they'd seen. "I'm just so happy..."
The girls of 1-A didn't know completely why, but they all surrounded Melissa in a big group hug. They just knew deep down what it meant to be accepted, to belong…
To Be.
After a good five minutes, Melissa had calmed down enough to speak again. "S-sorry about that, girls. I don't know what came over me…"
"It's fine, Melli-chan." Mina smiled. "Quirks are always crazy, but even little ones can make things easier."
"And think of all the inventions you can work on at once!"
All the girls turned to Mei now being held upside-down by Melissa's hair. Yellow curls fully bound around the busty pinkette up to their base, the perky melons dangling freely. Mei's neck was outstretched so only her chin was touching them, the mad smile still remaining on her face in her current predicament.
With an intent focus, Melissa flipped Mei upright and set her down, the hair following her commands, if reluctantly. "Sorry… I can't fully control this yet..."
"Control schmontrol. Just let the locks fly in the wind - hey, do you think you could fly with it?" Mei's mind was already back on ideas. "We should test the tensile strength to see how much you can handle!"
"You think you could figure out our… Quirk Changes?" Momo offered it as a name.
"Quirk Boosts. Since it's an improvement for the already present Quirks, instead of completely different ones." Melissa said. "Similar to nitrous oxide boosting an engine's performance."
"Nitro-wha?" Mina asked.
"Car speed accelerator." Melissa simplified.
"Uh…"
"Oh for the love of - [Gas, Gas, Gas," Kyouka snapped.
"Ohhh, now I get it - wait, it's eurobeat?"
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Within the confines of his mind, Izuku laid on his back in a pool of soft familiar shapes within the expanse of blackness. Expression agog at what Melissa said. She had a Quirk now? One for All could grant Quirks?! Well, considering he had a Quirk passed to him, it wasn't completely out of the impossible, all things he's done, but outside of One for All itself?!
"Ohhh… I really need to ask All Might about this..." he groaned.
{"He barely knows, kiddo."} The voice of Nana teased the mental air. {"He just knows a handful of stuff about us. Names and Quirks, and even then, not all of us. Most records of the Quirk Era were locked up by the government, and I doubt even Toshi can access them."}
Izuku felt the gloved hands teased his ethereal abs. Despite all the loving contact he had felt over the week, his nerves were active from the more volatile reactions of his past. He twitched. Nana paused her ministrations, and Izuku could imagine a familiar concerned expression on her face.
A mother's worry.
{"Shhhh… it's okay, Nine."} The seventh vestige pat his chest. {"You're a good kid. You've got people that love you - God, they love you - and nothing can take that away."}
{"Oh, don't be so sure, Shimura."}
A dreaded force echoed in the shadows as Izuku felt his form stand up into the headwind, Nana's form was blown behind. Ahead of them was a looming, if unassuming figure in a suit lacking a tie. The upper portion of his face was shadowed, but an eager smile was seen beneath short messy white hair. It was familiar but fleeting to the young man, the voice was confident but weathered by time. Izuku knew, feared, but steeled at the man before them.
All for One.
{"You!"} He heard Nana snarl. {"Get back, Nine!"} He saw Nana storm ahead and the six past spirits of the bearers materialized between their collective adversary. The golden echo of All Might formed beside Izuku, no physicality like the others.
All for One clicked his tongue and sighed. {"Oh please, Yoichi. You and your little rabble always have to do this song and dance."} The force of pressure burst against the air and Izuku could see another two echoes appear behind the super villain, much more faded than the vestiges. {"I'm just here to speak to the latest nuisance."}
In an instant, the pressure exploded, dispersing Izuku's predecessors like smoke. Slight panic ran through the teen's veins, rising higher as the man's steps caused ripples in his psyche.
{"So..."} All for One mused as he stood before the teenager. At the appearance between the two, Izuku was the shorter, but in the real world, he would have now towered over him. Right now, Izuku felt very small. {"Midoriya Izuku, the Fool Might's successor."}
Izuku's fear bristled into a glower as the white-haired man gave a dry chuckle as he walked around the youth.
{"Come now, my boy."} He teased. {"I'm not really here, just like the rest of my little brother's guild. Fragments of cognitive recognition, the bits of themselves to push the future against me."}
"...I'mnotyourboy..." Izuku blurted out quickly. He could feel the blackened eyes on him with the man's mirth.
{"No? No, no, no. I suppose you're not a boy anymore, are you?"} All for One laughed as he slipped back behind the greenet. {"You've had a lovely little jaunt painting your little class all red and white in quick time. Not as quickly as Shimura-chan when En passed it on, and not nearly as long to master the Ideal Desires little Yoichi gained."} He gripped the teen's head in a vice, the shadow piercing his sight. {"You've become more of a man than your two idols put together have ever been."}
Izuku's eyes steeled as the villain released him and stepped away in a sharp laugh. The pale echoes following All for One, visually androgynous, like puppets.
{"Oh yes. I can see your past. Your deluded adoration, your desperation, all because of life's sad little lottery."} All for One spun around to face him. {"Even being a vestige, I learn and gain knowledge from every conflict of my true self from the echoed 'vengers Yoichi collected. Every memory is at my grasp; every hope, every dream, every companion, every love..."}
All for One's manic grin and cackle at Izuku's expression riled him further. {"I'll be sure to have Tenko know when he is overtaken. He'll do everything with his newfound potential to break you down by breaking them down."}
Izuku's mental energies of protective rage shattered around the old evil, halting his monologue. Not in fear, but acceptance of the character before him, the calm silence followed.
{"But right now, I'm not here to gloat as a Demon Lord to a Chosen Hero. I'm here to explain what is happening to those little friends of yours."} All for One's smile wasn't his one of megalomania, but as a parent or mentor. He pointed to the echo at his left. {"Quirks have been absolutely lovely in random possibilities. This one here is the original holder of Yoichi's Ideal Desires - back then it was called Sex Puppet, much more blasé honestly, a poor name before Yoichi got it -"} he sighed. {"He was always better with creativity than I was before his rebellion. Then the fighting started… and I decided to indulge the fantasy of theirs."}
Izuku didn't respond to All for One's reminiscence. The villain vestige lifted his hand as an illusion of colored stars flourished and merged in the air.
{"One for All collects the Quirk of it's wielders and as it stockpiles the power, built over the generations by multiplying and magnifying the Plus Alpha genes to the degrees necessary to… 'confront' me."} The stars rolled around, whirling around clusters of others, each in various numbers, though three weren't surrounding any stars, the white, light green, and yellow ones floated aimlessly. The purple star was spinning madly around a much much larger condensed group of them.
{"That gene was shared and improved through the partners of One for All in a way that made Quirks more powerful and varied. It was especially a boon with one of those progeny taking on the name Destro; as one of the children of One for All's wielders, the potential of capability was enormous, and when his Quirk truly woke, the man's power and influence skyrocketed."} All for One laughed at the memory. {"Nearly stood toe-to-toe with me, honestly."}
Izuku's mind whirred at remembering bits and pieces of the history of the Meta legacy.
{"But besides that, it also made things much more interesting for myself."} The vestige disappeared and Izuku felt the man's breath on his neck. {"All those new Quirks, the magnificent changes, the absolute upheaval of society! It was all so… beautiful. But even then, Yoichi's legacy eluded me… and here I am… playing the old man in the cave saying 'it's dangerous to go alone! Take this:' -"} The man's hand reached out ahead of Izuku, empty yet grasping. {"- and giving you what is needed to make things… fun."}
"...Fun?" Izuku forced out in a grunt, twisting his body to stare at All for One, now at eye-level.
{"There's your voice, son."} The Symbol of Evil teased. {"I was wondering when you'd retaliate with words. You are supposed to be intelligent, despite what that blond bastard forced his vitriol shrapnel into you."}
"Shut up!" Izuku rasped out, voice rising with each syllable. "You don't get to insult anyone! Not here, not out there!"
{"That's what I want to see, kid!"} All for One clapped his hands and laughed in joy. {"The indomitable tenacity, the drive of the people in a single being!"} The man's form grew to match Izuku. {"It will be all the more satisfying to see it end!"}
"Enough!" Izuku threw a fist at the spirit, lightning arcing between them. "You said you knew what was happening to Melissa, Kyouka, and the others, so tell me!"
{"I already have."} All for One chuckled, his form flickering as the lightning struck. {"One for All is my brother in every sense, just working differently. The Plus Alpha gene administered by it is naturally ingested by the partner, bonding to their DNA and improving what nature has already given them or unlocking dormant potential."} As the vestige faded away and light started to cloak Izuku's vision, he said one more thing.
{"All that possibility… I truly hope my real self can use them against you."}
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Outside the Support Department, Kendou Itsuka, class president of 1-B, was escorting her diminutive classmate Komori Kinoko to fix her spray tools after an unfortunate mishap with Togaru.
"I swear," Itsuka clicked her tongue in frustration, "Kamakiri doesn't have any restraint."
"He really doesn't, shroom…" Kinoko sighed. "But at least we didn't get hurt!"
"True, true, 1-A monopolizes Recovery Girl enough as it is." The class president mused. Her thoughts went to the messy-haired greenet who stayed in the Nurse's office more than the classroom.
The glass cannon of 1-A had been missing last week, along with most of the girls and Midnight-sensei. Naturally, Monoma decided that 1-A had some nefarious plot and started heckling at the idea until Itsuka dislocated his shoulder blade with a firm chop. That had become the daily routine throughout the whole week, if not the whole of the school year. And she would deny to anyone that the action was anything but cathartic.
'I mean, honestly,' she grumbled as she opened the door to the lobby of the department building, letting Kinoko through first. 'The only reason I do that is because Principal Nedzu said to keep things placid. With the villain attacks, we need everyone on the same side, but Monoma and Vlad-sensei don't make it easy...'
"Thanks for walking me over, Itsuka-shan," Kinoko said.
"It's no problem, Kinoko." Itsuka smiled. "The whole of last week has had everyone on edge. Whatever was stomping around through the night has stopped, hopefully, so things should be fine… hm?"
The halls were apparently empty in the later Sunday morning, so the strange lack of metal on metal from the supposed squatter of the Support Class set things a bit on edge. Instead, muffled voices were in place.
"- skin is more durable, not a hardened level, but it appears puncture resistant, Asui."
"Call me Tsu, Melissa."
"Ah, right. Tsu it is."
"Hm… so it's like that…"
"You know, Mei, I'd like to hear you explain what you find."
"Eh, no need to without full know-how, now where did that cable go..."
"Which o- Whao?!"
"Oh, that's a new feature."
Coming to the slightly ajar double doors, Itsuka warily pushed them open to reveal an absurd sight: Class 1-A's girls, along with the mad pinkette and a slightly older blonde all with various states of apparent… ballooning, if she wanted to guess. Each girl depicted an extreme example of feminine form, from absurdly sized breasts to shelves of backside her own Big Fists would have a hard time grasping. She could see her fellow class representative Momo over to the side, her even more massive chest propped on one of the workbenches, the only decency seen were nipple pasties the size of teacup dishes, and even then her rosey areolae rimmed their edge. She paused running her fingers over the monumental mammaries at the 1-B duo's entrance, the telltale sign of her Quirk's colorful molecular arranging petering off from what was some form of fabric.
Next to her, Itsuka saw Kinoko brush her bangs out of the way to get a better look. "Um… if it's not a spore subject, what the heck is going on here?"
The fully naked pinkette that was examining the girl that was previously the most slender of the first year hero course girls sprinted over to the newcomers with a peppy smile. Itsuka would deny she wasn't the least bit distracted by the hypnotic sway of each of the head-sized titties the girl sported. "Quirk Boost testing, wanna join in on the fun?" Mei asked with a manic look in her eyes.
Stunned silence was their response as the 1-A girls called out in various noises of indignant protest as a mass of blonde hair coiled itself around Mei's waist and dragged her back to her previous position. The assailant stepped into her place, and once more Itsuka's eyes zoned in on the gravid belly separating them, her own massive breasts bound in a caramel colored sweater vest stretched tight into a crop top. Not nearly Momo's size or whom she assumed was Uraraka. The blonde's chest was probably the third largest of all of them, fourth after Hatsume if her belly assisted in some perk.
"Sorry about her," the blonde sighed, finger rolled around a lock of her hair that coiled itself gently. "My name is Shield Melissa - yes, Japanese grammar phrasing, got it - I'm assisting in understanding the conditions of the students affected by the… disease? Fair enough. It's a natural compound that appears to improve Quirks, without the erratic effects seen from the Trigger drug."
Behind her, Mei was unbound from Melissa's hair and returned to Iooting an electronics scrap bin and grabbing the rather curvaceous violette - ah, Jirou - by the extended earlobes and started handling different outlets and plugs. Itsuka would have seen her reactions but Kinoko's own took her attention.
"Wow… can I feel them?" The mushroom girl reached out warily. Itsuka wanted to do the same, and more.
"Oh, I'm not really pregnant." Melissa giggled. "The improvements have the side effect of more general physical changes. My own being the form I'm in now."
"Still," Kinoko said as she embraced the tight yet soft dome. "Mmmm… so warm..."
Melissa flinched at the impromptu contact, her hair tendrils instinctively moved to grab Kinoko before stopping just so. Itsuka reacted accordingly as soon as the hair moved, her own fists growing and ready to grasp the follicle tentacles to rescue her classmate and friend.
"S-sorry… still have to get used to these things." Melissa said as the hair came to rest. "You caught us at an… awkward time, but what can we do to help you?"
Itsuka held up Kinoko's Hero suitcase that the girl dropped when she embraced - and was now rubbing her face into - Melissa's belly. "A slight mishap with a practice fight. Kinoko's… er, 'Shroom-Shooters' were virtually destroyed, and from Vlad-sensei's not-so-subtle hints about what's going to happen in the next few weeks, that just won't do."
"So replacement and improvement, simple enough." A lock of Melissa's hair grabbed the case and placed it on an empty desk. The young lady herself bopped on Kinoko's head, causing her to release the facsimile of pregnancy.
"Awwww…" Kinoko whined.
Itsuka chuckled at the reaction, the mushroom girl was always handsy with everyone, much like Setsuna. "So…" she attempted to get attention to the apparent elephant herd in the room. "What exactly started… well, this?"
"We came into contact with a substance that developed physical changes based on subconscious intentions of ourselves and the source." Melissa said as she started to assess the damage to Kinoko's gear, locks of hair moving and grabbing tools without glancing and Itsuka saw Mei had moved on from Kyouka to Momo, handling the fabric that was apparently created. Her attention shifted to a rotund pink mass - Ashido - bouncing on the balls of her feet towards them, her smile similar to Mei's.
"Wanna see him?" she grinned.
"Uh… him?" Itsuka asked, as she felt a hand on her arm, and saw nothing except a hollow fishnet floating in the air. Her side impacted with Kinoko, and saw a similar sleeve. Looking behind her was a floating fishnet unitard. Now knowing Tooru began to push the two girls ahead to a side of the room, led by Mina.
Itsuka felt anxious about what was going on. Whatever was going on made little sense. She saw Mina skip ahead past the desks, to what appeared to be a large mattress, but it was what was on the mattress that grabbed the most attention: a muscled body, as large as some pro heroes. She saw Mina go to the side of the body and pat it's chest with a few meaty slaps. A heavy groan was heard from it, and she saw the muscles ripple under the skin, the legs stretched out and feet thump flat on the floor. The torso rose up and Itsuka's pupils shrunk as she saw the amount of green.
"Ungh…" the deep baritone-bass sound of the voice behind a large arm made Itsuka feel things she would admit she only felt with other girls. The arm fell away as a fairly rugged but bleary baby face appeared, and as the body stood up the sheet around the waist fell away, revealing -
"Holy Shimeji! He's Hu-fungus!" Kinoko saw the bare crotch of the man, both 1-B girls' faces glowing red.
The man's focus woke up at the shocked reaction of the new arrivals. "O-oh shoot! I'm so sorry!" He scooped up the sheet and bunched it to provide some decency.
"MIDORIYA?!" Itsuka yelped.
"Yup!" Tooru released them and bounced to Mina's opposite at Izuku's side. "The Dicku changed us for the better!"
"Join us, girls~" Mina teased.
"Join us in praise~"
"Embrace the flesh of Mightiness~"
"T-Tooru! M-M-Mina!" Izuku panicked, and Itsuka was about to follow in the loss of sanity, before she felt a burst of... something on the pack of her head. Her eyes felt heavy as a familiar voice echoed in her mind.
"Calm down and go back to your dorms. Tomorrow is going to be an interesting day."
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The two girls slumped like on strings and started to leave the classroom, passing Midnight, her expression in a giddy smug.
"Girls," she quipped, not losing her smile, "already planning on spreading the wealth?"
Mina giggled out of embarrassment at being caught. Izuku sighed at it all.
"So!" Nemuri stepped in and gained the attention of the other girls. "Seems the rest of you also improved your Quirks…" her face shifted to a pout. "And here I was going to surprise you all."
"Ooo," Mei zoomed over to the teacher. "A sublimation of intent based not on brainwashing, but on a sleep based remote-activated vocal suggestion!"
Izuku felt the eyes of all the girls but the two on him to explain. "Midnight-sensei's Quirk has evolved to give hypnotic commands to those affected by her somnambulist, which has also evolved to be a gaseous projectile."
"Oh!" Momo exclaimed, hands clapping together. "That makes sense."
"So it seems Midoriya can give people Quirks." Midnight mused, seeing Melissa's hair writhe.
"Er… it's not exactly like that..." Izuku flushed as he sat down, the mattress groaning beneath him. "The effects are more… improvements based on subconscious intentions. The desires of the subjects' mind can evolve the Quirk's Plus Alpha genes to make them grow to their ideal potential."
"Wait…" Melissa paused in her tinkering. "That sounds familiar… I think it was mentioned in history…"
"Yes… the Quirk Singularity Paradox." Izuku nodded, pausing to best explain. "I… studied the history of Quirks when I was young. The supporters of the First Powers Incursion had the idea that Quirks would inevitably evolve out of control, destroying everything. Society rejected the initial thought but the ideology was later adapted - if distorted - by the Meta Liberation Army under Destro."
"That's… uh… the Quirk regulation dissidents, right?" Tooru thought out loud.
"Unfortunately, yes. The idea of absolute free will over using Quirks without repercussions… something that only the most powerful these days can get away with…" he muttered, the last bit under his breath.
"What was that, Izuzu?" Kyouka asked. Izuku cringed at forgetting his classmate's enhanced hearing.
"Um…" he fumbled his words for any excuse. "I kind of had to deal with Quirk elitists before U.A.…?"
"Deku… did that include Bakugou?" Ochako floated over to him, her worry clear in her eyes.
Izuku only glanced at her for an instant… but his silence was telling.
"I'm going to smother him." Tsuyu declared.
"W-wait!" Izuku sputtered. "K-Kacchan is getting better! He can be a great hero!"
"Like Endeavor?"
The dark response from Momo had Izuku hopes to swindle.
"Todoroki told me about his life after we faced Aizawa-sensei in the midterms." Momo's tone was even and tempered. "If All Might-sensei sees you as his successor, from what Todoroki said, then Bakugou is the best equivalent to Endeavor…"
"That-that's not -"
Izuku paused as he felt Mina hug his waist as much as she could reach. He couldn't see her face beneath her hair, but the slight wetness without any tingling sensation made him realize she was… crying? Why?
"Sorry, Midori… I didn't think Bakugou was a bully, Eijirou likes him so much…"
Slightly apprehensive, Izuku rested his hand on her head to ease the chubby queen. Running it through her hair shouldn't affect her body… right? Between his fingers, her horns felt thicker… more rigid… was that another change? "L-Look, I don't want to hold it against him; people can change for the better! If I want to ever achieve my dream, I have to know when someone can be saved - and… I think Kacchan can be, even if he is difficult at times." Mina looked away bashfully, the head rub sent a shot of dopamine throughout her nervous system. "And I don't blame you for thinking otherwise, Eijirou seems to connect with Kacchan better than I ever could, and I'm happy for that!"
"Mmmmm..." he heard Mina sigh. "Thanks, Midori. I'm glad you're not mad at me."
"Um… it's okay." He assured her, looking at Momo as he gave a playful stare "And calling him Endeavor is a low blow, Yaomomo." She looked down before he opened his arms. "I can't stay mad at any of you." He was then quickly swamped by the other ladies. "Whoa- oof!" He fell back on to the mattress, partly resigning himself to his new fate. "So…" he attempted to change the subject. "How did all of your Quirks change?"
The eager smiles on their faces eased his worrying thoughts and guilt.
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Itsuka blinked and shook her head to clear it from the strange fog, and saw Kinoko doing the same. They had somehow returned back inside of the 1-B dorms' common room, the only semblance of life was Setsuna snoozing on the couch, a pillow covering one side of her face.
"Whuuuh… That was a bit of a trip…" Kinoko muttered out, before catching herself. "er, not that I know about those kind of trips… not at all!" She let out a weak laugh.
"It's okay, Kinoko, we know." Itsuka eased her friend.
"Oh, we know more than that." Another voice quipped. Itsuka turned warily to the couch to see Setsuna sitting up, hair covering a large gap in her face, one that started to regenerate as two objects floated out of Itsuka and Kinoko's hair - an eye and a right ear - and disintegrate back to the source. "Trying to hold out on some good stuff?" The lizard girl's predatory smile filled with fangs left little doubt she saw what they believed they found out.
The 1-B big sis groaned in exasperation. "Fuck me..."
"Not without us!"
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The next morning, Izuku awoke to a beautiful brunette by his side, her warm body within his large arms. He was glad his powers didn't affect her overnight, though the idea certainly was… appealing. As he smiled to himself, Ochako squirmed, opening her eyes and looking up at Izuku. "Hey Deku…" she muttered, laying on his chest while she wrapped her arms around him. He blushed softly as he brushed the hair out of her eyes.
"How are you doing, Ur- Ochako?" Disbelief was a powerful thing to Midoriya, what with all of Class 1-A's girls being so fond of him in a week's time; it was a hard thing to comprehend, but he was sure it could be handled. After all, Momo served as a beacon of impulse control and usually reigned them in whoever they were going too far.
Occasionally anyway - Kyouka was a bad influence on Yaoyorozu, in an odd sense.
Speaking of Kyouka, the rocker girl came waltzing into the room, her breasts spilling out her shirt as Momo followed close behind. "Kyouka! You gotta wait for me to make you a new shirt!" The taller woman sighed, using a measuring tape as her girlfriend walked to the front of Izuku's bed frame, crossing her arms under her bust as she tapped her foot.
"You're looking awfully comfortable there, Ochako," she said teasingly, moving her hands to her waist as Yaomomo grunted.
"Stay still! Your boobs keep on bouncing every time you move! You want a properly fitting shirt right?" She pressed her hands against the shorter woman's body, making her remain in place as Uraraka sat up.
"Well, I can't help it sometimes~ Besides, we didn't even do any funny business! Just cuddling and hugging and small smooches~" She cooed as everyone looked at her, "Oh fine- Yes, we did it again; but it only lasted five hours!" Momo shook her head at the statement, knowing full well that it went on for nearly seven due to how long the noise lasted in the night.
"Even if I was deaf, I wouldn't believe that." Jirou retorted. "We can sense whenever he has an erection - so what do you think we feel when he's pounding your ass?" Momo gave Kyouka a look. "I'm just emphasizing my point." she muttered softly, distinctly knowing of Momo's disapproval of 'sentence enhancers'.
The chocolate-haired woman pouted as Izuku patted her head, "It's all good. I can make it up to you later, Kyouka." He watched her blush as he looked at Momo. "Would you like to join in with us some time, Momo?" She shook her head as her measuring tape slipped back into its compartment.
"No, I'll be busy helping Mina study. I would ask Melissa to help, but those two always end up distracting each other." She smiled as she walked to the doorway. "Your clothes will be on your nightstand, Kyouka, as for you two," She pointed at the couple in bed. "Do be punctual for class; we have a special occasion today!"
Izuku looked at Ochako and tilted his head "We do?"
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Itsuka walked by Monoma, keeping an eye on the blond as Class 1-B walked in a relatively single-file line. Their teacher led the group to the grounds, his towering height looming over them as he pushed open the metallic doors, revealing Class 1-A not too far beyond their sight. And among the rival classmates was a green giant. 'Okay… so I wasn't going crazy from yesterday,' Kendou thought to herself, realizing that Monoma had slithered away.
"Good morning, Class 1-A!" Vlad-sensei boomed, stomping forward as heads turned towards his voice "Aizawa." He shook the teacher's hand, now quieter than he was seconds before. He placed his hands on his hips, inhaling softly as he looked at his watch 'Almost time.'
"Hey, what's 1-B doing here?" Kirishima asked, with Denki tilting his head behind him.
"Yeah, why are they here? I thought we'd be doing some normal training."
Monoma stepped into action, taking it upon himself to needlessly defend his class's honor. "Well, well! It seems that we've caught you by surprise! I'm betting we'll be able to do this on a regular basis in the near future!" He claimed, pointing a finger in the air as Itsuka prepared a blow to his collarbone.
Only to be beaten by Aizawa's scarf, whipping his hand down as he craned his neck with a soft grunt. "It's a special occasion today. Class 1-A and 1-B will be taking notes from your upperclassmen - ones colloquially called the closest to being Pro Heroes: the Big Three of U.A. High School." Murmurs started as the doors opened once more, catching Kendou's attention as she saw three seniors stride inside.
The first to walk in was a tall, giddy blond who had a dorky smile plastered onto his face, his eyes black and his body muscular. Behind him was a young woman with periwinkle toned hair, an ample bosom, and a perky butt. Her skirt glided across the air like water as she skipped behind the first to walk in. And behind her was a young adult with dark hair and a gloomy outlook; his shoulders were hunched over and his eyes darted across the room nervously. All three of their personalities seem to differ, yet they walked in like a unified little group, comfortable with each other's presence as they stopped in front of the scores of students in front of them.
The one in front cleared his throat, smiling brightly as his blue eyes carefully watched everyone; not daring to look away. "Well then, shall we introduce ourselves?" He asked rhetorically, watching as his dark haired friend stepped forward, looking into the souls of all students as everyone in the room felt their hairs stand on end.
'Holy crap, that's an intimidating aura!' Izuku thought to himself, gulping softly as his hand darted towards Ochako's; gripping tightly. She looked down and blushed, smiling like there was no tomorrow while being scared shitless by the senior classmate. That's when the upper classman grumbled to himself and walked towards the nearest wall, saying something along the lines of "potatoes". The blonde attempted to reassure him as the blue haired woman leaped over to the crowd, her feet stepping on air from what Izuku could see. Her skirt fluttered in her own self made wind as she landed beside the giant that was Deku, his stature towered over her as she looked at him, tilting her head like a curious puppy.
"Who are you? I don't remember seeing you at the sports festival!"
Izuku took a step back, letting go of Ochako's palm and holding his hands up. "I-I was at the Sports Festival! I fought Todoroki!" He pointed to his half hot-half cold friend, catching him off guard as Nejire squinted her eyes. She lifted herself into the air, looking into Midoriya's evergreen eyes as she made the connection.
"Wait a minute… You're the one that broke his arm real bad!" She gasped, her eyes darting towards the scarred limb in question. "Did you get a growth spurt? Cause you're super big now! Like, All Might height!" She exclaimed, giggling at the comparison as she looked at the other students. "All of you have grown - oh, except you, I guess." She stared at Mineta, causing Denki to cackle loudly, with Kyouka looking especially smug. After the laughter, Nejire began asking rapid-fire questions to the crowd of students, getting half the answer before moving on to the next person.
Izuku watched in awe as Tsuyu walked up behind him, nudging her head towards his mountain of a torso. "Are you interested in her?" She asked quietly, his eyes turning into dinner plates as he coughed loudly. "It's not like I would mind - though I would like to spend some more time with you." She stated, her hand drifting towards his bulbous pant-bulge through the awkwardly tight tracksuit. "Specifically this, if you were wondering." He nodded his head as Asui walked away, leaving an open space for Ochako to squeeze in.
"Hey, how're you doing?" She asked, her hand slipping into his "You panicked when she went towards you. Do you think she's cute?"
Midoriya sighed as he tried not to quip about deja vu. "I-I think she has a bubbly bu- personality! She has a bubbly personality!" Ochako looked at him as he slumped his broad shoulders in defeat. "Yeah, she's cute. But I can't help it; ever since this happened, I'm now living any perverted dream I might've come up with!" He exclaimed, earning odd looks from Todoroki. "A-And I admit that you're involved in a lot of those fantasies. Like, a lot." Uraraka blushed as she then gave a flirtatious smirk.
"How about, you and I have some fun after class; before you go swooning the blue angel over there~" She purred, rubbing her voluptuous butt against his girth. The greenet grasped her bottom before leaning over, giving her a kiss on the cheek as Aizawa called for everyone's attention.
"Listen up!" He yelled, clearing his throat as he leaned over to Mirio "She isn't terribly rational, is she?"
Mirio shrugged and smiled "Not to worry, Eraserhead! I'm the main act here!" He pointed at himself, stepping forward as Nejire floated back to her friends, landing beside him gracefully.
The blonde inhaled and yelled "Gotta admit, the outlook's looking -" He took a pause, leaning forward as the students looked amongst themselves "...Grim! The answer is Grim." Once again the students stared absentmindedly. "Well, that didn't go over so well!" he laughed to himself and straightened his uniform.
"They're all a bunch of weirdos. Though that Nejire girl is cute~" Tooru whispered, with Mina nodding in agreement.
"She almost reminds me of Melissa~" The pinkette blushed, imagining the blonde in her mind.
"Every girl reminds you of Melissa."
"I'm seeing a lot of faces that seem to say, who cares? You've got us three third years showing up out of nowhere, here to talk about work studies that you don't even have to do. Doesn't make sense right?" Murmurs lingered in the loud crowd. "You all got your hero licenses as first years, well, almost all of you." He smiled and gave a small smile, ignoring the stoic stare and the capped snarl. "I guess this year's batch of first years are real go-getters. And since our talk here isn't going so well…" he looked at Tamaki and Nejire, who gave him a look of disappointment. "How about… you all take me on?!"
The students all yelled in shock, with a number of them connecting the dots; why else would they all be here if there wasn't going to be some sort of fight? Izuku suspected that there was going to be a fight regardless how well their planned speeches might've gone. Mirio's smile was as bright as the sun, and he was going full blast. He took off his gym shirt and flexed his pectorals, stretching his arms back as his fingers cracked behind him.
His neck slowly moved from side to side, making an audible popping noise as he took a step back, loosening his joints and getting into his fighting pose. Izuku watched him and did similarly, popping out a seam in his uniform and making an unfamiliar sound in his lower back.
"Dude, did you fart?" Denki asks, earning giggles from both classes as the greenette blushed, not wishing to waste time answering.
The other students did similarly, spacing themselves out as they started up their Quirks, forming weapons and preparing counter attacks as the blonde upperclassmen watched with anticipation.
"This is where the fun begins." He said to himself, running forward at full speed, making a beeline towards the middle of the crowd as he suddenly slipped through the concrete flooring, leaving only his pants and socks where he last stood.
"He fell through the floor!" Mina cried, looking around nervously as Monoma's eyes darted around nervously, piecing together what his quirk could be, and the possible difficulties of acquiring it. Class 1-B murmured to themselves, searching for the upperclassmen, not noticing him springing up from the ground behind them. The bulk of the females in 1-B remained together, turning around to see a naked Mirio.
Pony noticed him first, sniffing him out and spinning her head to alert her friends, making everyone look on in awe. Itsuka and Kinoko stared with the redhead being hesitant to yell, and Komori not screaming at all; instead, ogling him as he launched an attack. His punch phased through her, causing no initial damage until her brain cried out in agony, forcing the mushroom girl to fall to her knees in pain, "Gaaahh! Why did you do that, pretty boy!?"
Ignoring her compliment, he became physical once more and performed a side kick, with Itsuka blocking with her forearms. She grunted in pain and took a step back, only to see him vanish once more "What the hell? Where'd he go?" Now panicked, classmates began going back to back, watching each others blindespot for another sight of Mirio. This included Momo and Kyouka, who stopped flirting with one another to analyze the fight so far.
"Alright, so he can go through floors and disorientate people with his attacks. Maybe he has two Quirks?" Yaoyorozu muttered to herself as Jirou rolled her eyes.
"You've clearly been with Green a little too long huh?" Momo blushed and shrugged her shoulders. "Don't stop, it's hot. If we weren't fighting, I'd -" The purplette froze and saw Mirio pop up out of the ground, leaning back as he balled his fist and reeled his arm back. "Woah, nice dick!" She yelled, no sarcasm in sight.
Nor was she lying; while he was no Midoriya, Togata had a nice dick - even while it was flaccid. The blonde blinked and shook his head, holding nothing back as he knocked Kyouka down in one punch, making her fall onto her girlfriend as he landed on the ground with a loud, audible thump. Yaomomo took decisive action and formed a shield from her arm, holding it strong as she took a step forward, standing in front of her fallen lover as a baseball bat was created in the palm of her hand "You'll regret that!" She snarled, swinging her weapon angrily.
Togata went through her rage-filled strikes feeling nothing as he grew closer to her "Sorry for that, but villains won't hold back - so I can't either!" Right as he was about to hit her, Eijiro and Tetsutetsu sped on over his way, screaming valiantly as their Quirks activated.
"Don't hold back on us, weirdo!" Tetsutetsu called out.
"We can take it, no matter what!" Kirishima finished, yelling passionately as a flurry of blows made their way towards their opponent. While they distracted him, Momo lifted Jirou and brought her to her other classmates, attempting to formulate a plan.
"How does he do it?" Momo whispered. "He appears and disappears at will! And all of his attacks seem to require only one hit to completely put them out of the battle." She caressed Kyouka's cheek as Izuku pinched his lips in confusion.
"Well, he seems to actively go for blindspots, so he must have some awareness of his surroundings. Maybe he turns invisible?" He then perked up and saw Kirishima flying as Tetsutestu was kicked down, groaning in pain. "Crap, even Kirishima is down? This isn't good."
Mineta shook in fear as he pointed at Togata. "He's standing there… menacingly!" And in an instant, Mirio was gone, making Minoru scream in terror. Izuku tightened his fist and green sparks emanated from his body, creating static in the air as he lifted his big cannon-sized arms and slammed it against the ground, creating a cloud of dust as metal twisted and screeched as his full power utterly ruined the ground beneath their feet. Students cried out in shock as they found themselves in a crater, with rubble surrounding them from all sides.
"Deku! What are ya doing!?" Ochako yelled. "There's so much dust! I can't see you!"
"That's the point! I'm testing his abilities; how strong and fast he is!" He ran forward, leaping over shattered chunks of debris as Uraraka sighed. Izuku stands out in the open, waiting for Mirio as he closes his eyes, awakening his senses and tapping into One for All, feeling his mind make way for his instincts to take over. Togata rose up from behind, the stormy clouds of dust grafting onto his skin, only to fall off as soon as he wished. He takes a step forward, his bare feet making little to no sounds as Izuku inhales deeply, before breathing out and feeling a searing pain ripple throughout his body. Only for it to dissipate as he turns around. "There you are." He swung his hand back at dangerously high speed, making the upperclassman duck despite currently being impervious to all attacks.
Upon realizing his needless movement, he reoriented himself and struck again, making Izuku's insides feel out of place and his balance thrown off. He precedes to trip over himself trying to attack Mirio some more. Using his beefy arms like battering rams in order to get within striking distance. Togata simply moved backward, making him lurch forward and follow him, his eyes unfocused and his mind in a garbled mess. Izuku could take the hits, but he honestly wished he couldn't. It was nauseating to continue fighting, his body wanted to fall over and his stomach wanted to hurl up his breakfast. The dust he created certainly wasn't helping, making him want to rip out his eyeballs for a couple of minutes at least.
"You've got an interesting idea, big guy… but -" Izuku heard Mirio say from behind him, and suddenly felt a face on his back. For a moment it rested there, before pulling back and a hand was in its place. Several more prods and most of the dust had cleared, showing the rest of the class the two muscular teens standing in confusion.
"Huh… that's new..." Mirio said, perplexed. "Your body is something I can't phase through all that well." he laughed as he popped out of the ground a few feet ahead of Izuku. "Hahahaha! You're an incredibly dense fellow, aren't you?"
"Yeah he is -!" Kyouka yelled, making herself feel sick as Momo knelt down beside her again. The double meaning was lost on Midoriya, flying right over his head as he got into a fighting stance and prepared for the fight. Mirio did similarly, getting into a horse-riding stance as he tightened his muscles and held still, remaining tall and strong.
That's when Izuku made his move, lunging forward with an over the head axe kick, slamming his heel down and creating cracks in the ground. Mirio sidestepped him and struck his right thigh, cracking his knuckles in the process. The blonde cackled and dodged another attack, bouncing lightly as he bobbed and weaved, striking when he could, only to realize that he was fighting a mountain of muscle. But the more he attacked, the farther away he grew from his colleagues, until he cornered Mirio.
"I've got you now!" He cried out, jumping at him and watching him phase through the ground as he smacked his face against the wall. The complete change in dynamic threw him off, his eyes darted around as he heard grunting and screaming "Oh no!"
In his effort to chase down Togata, he'd left his friends by themselves, leaving them open to attack. By the time he ran over, just about everyone had been absolutely bodied by Mirio. Momo's shield now laid on the floor, with her holding Jirou's hand as they rolled around in agony. Izuku jumped forward, his fist cutting through the air as he tried landing a blow on the Blonde, only to miss. Again.
He fell to the ground as his body ached and his classmates laid defeated; he was the last one standing. "You did real good!" Mirio congratulated, "But it's time to end this!" He bolted forward, his legs pumping up and down as he disappeared in an instant, falling through the ground. Izuku spun around, waiting for him to strike, only to realize the strategy too late - Mirio threw himself into the air, landing on Izuku's broad shoulders and hitting his head with an elbow strike, making the greenette cry out and fall to his knees. Midoriya groaned as he cradled his head, slowly getting up and Mirio walked over to his fallen clothing and put his pants back on, smiling brightly while everyone else got up.
"Sorry for not doing better to cover up my willie. But, I do hope that you understand the reason for this exercise." Mirio stood with his fellow seniors, with Nejire itching to tell them everything about her friend. While a few classmates had surmised the reason for this endeavor, most saw it as an opportunity to be punched in the gut. "So, you think my Quirk is strong?" That got an uproar out of them.
"Way too strong!"
"You kept on disappearing!"
"Are you a hybrid like Todoroki?"
"Can I fight you naked again?" Many statements were made, with some of them being answered.
"Oh, can I say?" Nejire asked impatiently "I'll tell you, it's -"
"Permeation. My Quirk is Permeation." Mirio gave Hadou a quick apology before continuing. "Warping is simply an aspect of my ability."
Izuku slowly stood up, making his way through the crowd as he cradled a headache. "So, then what's the principle behind your warping?"
Togata smiled in response. "When I activate my Quirk across my whole body, I go through anything and everything! At least, that's what I normally do." He gave Midoriya a curious look. "Trying to phase through you was like punching a chain link fence. Even so, I'm even able to phase through the ground itself!" Anymore of students muttered to themselves, realizing their guesses regarding his Quirk were in fact wrong.
"So then, it's like you were just falling!" Uraraka surmised.
"Yep!" Mirio confirmed. "Falling straight through the Earth! But when I deactivate my Quirk underground, something amazing happens." Izuku was captivated by his words, wishing he could write down everything he was hearing.
"Multiple objects cannot occupy the same space at once, so one of them gets repelled. That means I get launched out of the ground instantaneously! That's the secret behind my warping. I can co trip the angle via my orientation and pose, so I basically choose where I get shot out!"
Mina quipped that it was akin to a video game, making the crowd chuckle as Tsuyu stepped forward.
"Attacks pass right through you and you can change position instantly. Guess it's a strong Quirk after all." She concluded, making Togata shake his head.
"Not quite. More like, I made it into a strong Quirk. When it's active, my lungs can't absorb oxygen; the air passes right through me. My eardrums can't pick up vibrations and my eyes can't absorb light. I don't feel anything - nothing, except an endless fall." The students were no louder than the dead, gulping silently while Mirio breathed in softly.
"Even going through a wall is a multi-step process, requiring me to activate my quirk in certain parts of my body to achieve the necessary movement. This made me slow, and I took my sweet time going through objects. But I'm faster now, because I had to be." Mirio pointed at himself as he became far more chipper. "I had to predict faster than my surrounding could change. I did this by almost tricking myself, and with this mental ability, I was able to grow." His arms became outstretched as he came to the end of his speech.
"I brought you all here today to test your skills, and to show you what you're capable of, and where you may be able to improve. That, and to insinuate you to never stop growing. No matter what Quirk you've been given, it can be the strongest in the world when you put your mind to it! All you need is time and the energy to foster your power and allow it to grow to its fullest potential. And you have this opportunity during your work studies, so go Plus Ultra!"
Class 1-A and 1-B clapped, even cheering for him as they talked amongst themselves about what he said "He even talks like a pro!" Ojiro complimented.
"He was so concise and informative!" Momo said, smiling as she and Kyouka held hands. Aizawa announced they would head back, and Ochako caught Izuku near the end of the line.
"Hey," she nudged him "How are ya holding up Deku?"
He sniffed and rubbed his head, "I'm doing better than a couple minutes ago." She smiled and leaned closer to him.
"Good, cause I wanna have some quick fun before our next class~" Her palm teased the crotch of his pants, tugging on it as his erection pressed against the material. He smiled and answered by squeezing her voluptuous behind, creating a wave of warmth that emanated throughout her body, making it grow ever so slightly and alert the other girls to Midoriya's current mindset.
"Ground Epsilon should be vacant until after lunch." The two of them began to split off as the other girls felt a tint of jealousy. Momo craved being fucked again, but Jirou would keep her busy. Mina wanted a good throat pounding, and Tooru was in the mood for some slow sex. But they knew Uraraka's feelings for him, so they let it go rather easily.
All except Tsuyu, who walked up to the pair before they got far "Hi Izuku. Ochako." She said "I was wondering if you and I could go on a date with you Izuku. At least, on the weekend if you don't mind." He looked at her and back at the brunette, nodding as she smiled "Great. See you after class; if you make it in time." She then walked away, her ass jiggling with every step as Midoriya whistled to himself.
"She's really pretty." He muttered, making Ochako playfully poke him as they made their way towards the grounds. Tsuyu made her way back to her friends, talking to Tooru while Nejire looked on from far away.
"That Midoriya fellow is super interesting!" Mirio stated, "I didn't think I could ever not phase through something." Hado nodded and made a decision, using her Quirk to float away from her friends "Where are you going, Nejire?" Togata wondered. "I-I'm just checking someone - I mean, something out real quick! I'll be back soon." Her gym uniform fluttered as she followed Izuku and Ochako to Ground Epsilon. Nejire didn't leave without being noticed; Itsuka and Kinoko made a mental note of where she went, slowly piecing together what Midoriya seemed to do to women.
At GROUND E
The two in question made their way to the area, with Izuku recognizing it as the same place Aizawa fought Momo and Shoto. The thought of his bi-colored friend made him feel a bit off. He hadn't talked to him in some time and that fact alone made him feel guilty. But that guilt was quickly removed by an insatiable need to pleasure Ochako. They found a nearby building and Izuku broke open the door knob, allowing them entry as they walked up the floors to what looked like a bedroom. "Glad they put mattresses here. Wouldn't want to ruin the immersion." Uraraka teased.
Izuku nodded and patted the bed. "It's unused. Let's fix that, yeah?" The brunette smiled and pounced on him, straddling herself on his lap as she pressed herself against him. Her body changed, the heat coursing through her ample chest as her ass and legs grew along with her. Her hair became far more untamed and even grew out to an extent. Her lips were plump, her clothes strained on her form and her underwear started to pop at the worn seams.
Izuku and Ochako took off the clothing that didn't rip off their bodies. As the passion between them grew, they felt their bodies grow and morph, making Midoriya's body bulkier and taller, with Ochako becoming far more voluptuous. Her tits grew to the size of beach balls, her hands gripping them tightly to wrap her bosom around his growing cock. The brunette bit her lower lip and rubbed her tits up and down, trying her best to emulate Midnight, who gave advice to the girls during their free time. One bit of guidance the R-Rated Hero gave her was to say what was happening, in order to make Midoriya get into the right mindset.
"I bet you've been wanting to jerk off to my big tiddies jiggling all morning~" she moaned, wobbling her breasts up and down "I know these soft tits turn you on, don't they~ They make that dick rock hard." She uses her shoulders to push her breasts closer together gasping erotically "Just by seeing them squeeze together like that- they make you wanna cum~ Those balls filling up with jizz for me~ Hmmmmm, fuck~ You love the way they move, don't you~?"
"W-Wow! Nemuri-sensei has really taught you well!" Izuku smilied.
"Huh? How did you-?" Did Deku know about the texts Midnight sent, with the occasional nude thrown in for good measure?
"She sends me texts about how you're all doing. Along with some… other stuff." Uraraka gave him a pouting look as he blushed.
"Well? What sort of things has she told you about?" Izuku inhaled and began to talk. "She tells me how you girls look at me even when I'm not looking and how close you get to me when we walk together. It's helped me comprehend everything that's happened, and appreciate it that much more; I love and appreciate you Ochako. You, and everyone else." Uraraka's heart skipped a beat, her breasts expanding even faster as her mouth started enveloping his manhood, sucking loudly.
"Ohhhhhh, that feels amazing, Ochako!" He reeled his head back, thrusting into her breasts while her hard nipples rubbed along his shaft. "C-Can you do that monologue thing again? It was really hot." he asked nervously, causing her cheeks to become tomato paste red.
"Y-yeah, you got it!" She cleared her throat and started speaking once again. "They're so heavy. So heavy, so soft, so big~" She shook them from side to side, "You can't take your eyes off them can you? Go ahead, stare at them as you thrust. They're all for you. Mmmm fuck, look at this deep cleavage for you to fuck. Your dick fits perfectly in between them. Oh I just want to stroke that cock with them~ Oh, and to make you cum so hard~" Her fingers sunk into her breasts, her erotic moans continuing "Don't you dare stop thrusting for me. I love what these big tits do to you."
"And I love you, Ochako-chan." He said in a hushed voice. It was loud enough for Ochako to hear, making her pause and back away before she covered her face in her breasts to hide her blush.
"Ahhhhh!" She wailed into her cleavage. "Every time! Every time you say that, I break the role-play!"
Izuku couldn't hold the deep laughter in his throat. "I'm not apologizing for the truth."
Ochako peeked her eyes out and glared playfully at her lover, the wry, giddy smile was followed by her torso twisting to Izuku feeling the heavy fleshy slap of those lovely chest pillows smacking the young man's face before his head was enveloped in the massive tits. She regained her composure and focused back on Deku, wanting the moment they created to be returned.
A tapping on the window caught their attention, and the anxiety of being found out exploded in their minds as said window was slid open.
"Hiya! What are you two up to?" The perky voice of Nejire echoed in the room.