I know I should write on my other story, but I had this idea and it was too good to ignore

This will just be a short story!

Reviews are awesome unless they are about my writing style (got enough of those)

I'll hope to get much writing done in the next week and a half so hopefully I'll update almost daily (NO PROMISES)

As for my other story: A certain door is mocking me and hindering my progress

Chapter 1 (NO TITLES THIS TIME!)

Nature is beautiful.

The blue sky over a mountain range, the bright sun on a white beach, the gentle snow falling on the city at night.

The woman with green tinged hair that was pasted on her skull with sweat and the giant stomach that prevented her from seeing her feet. Her face a grimace of pain and suffering.

Nature is full of wonders - none more special than the birth of new life.

The result of a woman - young, horny and single as of right now - and man - handsome blonde with dreamy blue eyes and a smile that almost distracts from his buff body - sharing a magical moment together - or three or five or ten.

Inko never got the Strangers name and was not too hung up about it, though it was a very enjoyable night, but once she discovered she was pregnant she tried to find him to at least tell him of the news.

Sadly the only blue eyed blonde that she ever saw was the beloved hero All Might on the news.

She gave up on finding him and concentrated on herself and the changes her life will go under in the near future.

Thankfully she did not have to worry about money as her parents left her a hefty heritage.

Time passes and her body changes and her stomach grows and her bladder shrinks and her ankles swell and her mood swings...

The human body is a miracle.

Now we are back with the greatest wonder of all - Childbirth.

One marvels as something of the size of about a watermelon gets pressed through an opening the size of a small water bottle, without changing the size of the watermelon.

Well Nature-

"AAAAAAAAAaaaaAAaaaAAAAAAAA!"

Nature ... finds a way.

Inko always wanted children.

"Hah Hah I can't do this! I can't! It's too much!"

The more the better.

"I am never letting any man touch me ever again!"

She was looking forward to meet her little angel.

"GET IT OUT OF ME! AAAAAAAAAAA!"

The grace and dignity of a new mother is inspiring.

"Push Ms. Midoriya!"

"WHAT DO YOU THINK I'M DOING YOU CUNT!?"

As awe inspiring as this is, it has still happened for hundreds of thousands of years and mankind has worked to make it as easy and comfortable as possible.

"I need another shot! Drug me up! I can't handle this!"

Pretty standart so far.

-BUT!

there has been something new one has to watch out for, something fairly 'recent'- measured by history.

The advent of quirks, dating back around 200 years, has brought some new excitement.

Most children develop their quirk with four years or older and as such pose no danger to their mother, in healthy families, but there exist other quirks.

Mutations

Depending on various things such as the mothers quirk (Has the mother human form? Does she have super strength? Does she eject acid under duress?), the fathers quirk (What is the likely result of mixing their quirk) and every doctor's favorite- Random Chance!

"Alright I can see the crown! ... ? ! Dammit!" Perfect thing to say during birth by the way, calms the mothers right down.

"WHAT! WHAT IS IT! IS EVERYTHING OK? HOW ABOUT MY CHILD? WHAT-!?"

"Calm down everything is alright. Just some new development. You said your quirk was an emitter-type, do you know the fathers quirk? Nurse fetch me the mutation forceps." In his mind tha doctor was cursing, both himself for his slip and Johnson from X-ray who gave no warning that the child would have a mutation.

"No... he was very buff so maybe a strength quirk?" Inko was trying to think, but it was a very long time ago and the pain and colors in the air were distracting her. The doctor nodded and spoke in a calm manner.

"Please inform us about such things in advance. Strength type quirks have a higher chance of invoking Mutations. It seems to be fine in this case, but if there is a chance for your child to be studded with spikes I'd think you'd prefer a caesarean section." He says in a dry tone.

Inko blanches at the mental image and frantically nods her head. The doctor and nurse share a secret smile - works every time! But their humor is only short lived because that was an actual danger of pregnancies in this time and age.

He checks the crown. "Seems like there is something coming out of its head..." He gently pulls at it to see if it was stuck somewhere else, like a second umbral cord.

The fleshy rope slides free relatively easy, only getting stuck shortly with a bulb like thing at the end, but because it is soft and squishy it comes free without problem.

The rope swings gently as if begging to be pulled.

The doctor shakes his head at the absurd thought and keeps working the forceps to help the child along, but soon he notices a problem.

"Nothing is happening..." he murmurs.

"What did you say doctor?" Inko tries to get up and gets pushed back gently by a nurse. The doctor notices that any signs of discomfort have vanished from her face.

"How do you feel, Ms. Midoriya? Nurse please get me the x-rays." He has a feeling, a feeling honed by many years of experience of 'special' quirk births.

"I feel fine, doctor! There is just this weird pressure, but no more pain or anything." Inko would have thought the birth was done if not for the missing feeling of something leaving her body.

"I see. Ah Thank you." He takes the x-rays from the nurse and studies them closely. "What the!? Why the heck did Johnson not say anything?" He could not spare the audible complaint, too audible.

"Doctor!?" Definite anxiety in the young mothers voice.

"Nothing, nothing. Just some internal matter I should have been informed about. Your child is fine and will be out in just a second." He stops for a second as a thought enters his head. " Have you seen the x-rays?"

The young mother shakes her head. "No. I wanted to be surprised, I only wanted to know if it was healthy." The doctor/midwife nods in understanding.

"That explains much. Sadly there are special circumstances and I have to ask you to look here if you would." He held up the x-rays.

"Oh my!" Inko exclaims in surprise.

The child on the picture was stockier than a baby should be, with short arms and legs and a huge head, well even more huge than normal. There was something coming out of the top of his head and strange dots all over the rest of the head. At his hip was something strangely dense and even on the x-ray you could clearly make out a bulbous nose.

"Exactly. You can clearly see the mutation, that's why I wonder why I wasn't informed, but that aside...

Take a closer look at the bones."

Inko did and marveled at what she saw. They were dense and strangely layered.

"What does this mean, doctor? Is that the reason for the problem?"

"Well yes and no. Some quirk mutations require a more specialised approach and while I have a strong feeling that I know what I have to do, I have to ask for your permission first."

"What do you think?"

"Looking at these bones and at the fleshy appendage I think one is meant to pull it free by that." He tips on specific parts on the x-ray as he explains. Inko was not convinced.

"Is that safe?" She could see what he meant, but it sounded ... 'adventurous'.

"Yes.(should be, I hope)" - "What?" - "Nothing!" He would rather not mention that doing this on a 'normal child will rip off their head.

"W-Well alright, if you think it is for the best." Inkos heart was hammering in her chest and her hands felt clammy, but before she could change her mind the doctor went in position and took hold of the 'rope'.

"And... 1! 2! -HAH!" The doctor starts pulling at the 'rope' and gives it a stronger tug at the end. (HE DOES NOT YANK ON IT ABRUPTLY ALRIGHT)

*POP*

"AAH~!" A embarrassingly erotic moany shout comes out of Inkos mouth and she slams her hands in front of her mouth as she feels her baby eject her womb. Thankfully the nurses and the doctor are too preoccupied by the flying baby that was suddenly catapulted out of its former home.

The doctor stares in disbelief, but has the presence of mind to catch the screaming baby.

"Fucking quirkbirths, I swear." He mumbles. "Huh. Would you look at that." He watches the child - a boy- over.

He has lost most of his former mutations, now looking like a mostly normal freshly born baby. Mostly because he still had the 'rope' sticking out of his head and on his head were several small bumps, twelve (Twelve ... Twelve? ... Twelve!? ... Twelve!) to be exact. And on his hip there was something that looked almost like an onion, but otherwise he looked fine and he even (thankfully) lost the bulbous nose. He gives the baby to be cleaned up and weighted and notes down the special characteristics he could make out.

" Everything went perfect, Ms. Midoriya! Thankfully we did it like this, otherwise there would have been the chance of him keeping his pre-birth mutations." He kept the new mother occupied while the standard procedure takes place.

"Was that possible?!" Inko was glad that everything worked out, but she still thinks that it was a bit extreme.

"Oh yes! The preservation of life is the foremost concern, but using a Caesarean section on a mutation quirk brings the danger of messing with the child for life. It may not use its quirk to its full potential or it may never grow past the age of three or it may experience more drastic repercussions from quirk usage. The possibilities are sadly endless. But!

That is of no concern here! Your child is completely fine and healthy- And here it is!" The nurse approaches from the side a bundle on her arms. The nurse lays it in Inkos arms and the doctor continues.

"Congratulations! It's a boy!"

Inkos hands shake as she gently strokes her little angels cheek. Already she would do everything for him and a life without him is impossible.

"He is perfect! My little Izuku."

Izuku stops screaming as if he understood that he was named and gives his mother a wide smile that melts her heart.

Not that he can see her because babies are almost blind at this point in time, but it's the thought that counts.