Chapter 4 - "It's yours."
Izuku and Ochako walk through the gates of UA with their bookbags, since Izuku held their suitcases in his shadow. It was move-in day for the Hero Course students. They already sent Mei off the day before. "You remembered which way it was?" Ochako asks nervously.
"Of course." Izuku starts to walk as they saw different freshmen walking towards dorms specified by course. They walk in seeing different parents helping their kids move in or just embarrassing them.
"IZUKUN!" Izuku turns his head and sees his mother tearfully charging directly towards him. With an impressive leap, she jumped directly into Izuku's arms, clinging to him like a koala. "How can you start your journey into heroism without saying anything to your kaa-chan! Do you not love me anymore?"
Some people who were jealously glaring at Izuku at having this beautiful woman latch onto him relented when they heard it was his mother.
Izuku chuckled lightly as he held her tightly. "Sorry, kaa-chan."
Hearing soft giggles at their side. Still clung to Izuku, Inko turned her head to see a pretty young woman giggling to herself. "Oh? Who's this, Izukun?"
Izuku placed his mother down, much to her pouting, and introduced Ochako. "This is my friend, Uraraka Ochako. We met at the Entrance Exams. Ochako, the water hose beside me is my kaa-chan, Midoriya Inko."
After pinching her son she returned the light bow Ochako gave. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Uraraka-san."
"You as well, Midoriya-san."
Before anymore could be said, an alarm was heard from Inko's watch. "Shoot! I have to go, Izukun. I'll miss you so much!" She latched onto his stomach and wiped her tearful face onto his chest. "Uraraka-san, do you mind taking a picture for us?"
"Of course!" Inko handed her phone to Ochako, then climbed onto Izuku's back and grinned at the camera.
Giggling again, Ochako took several pictures.
"Thank you, dear. Now, I love you, Izukun. Keep making me proud, not that it's hard for you to do." Inko tearfully hugged him again.
"Of course, kaa-chan. I love you, too." And he meant that. He finally knew what parental love felt like, and he cherished it.
He and Ochako kept walking to the check in. "Your kaa-chan seems really nice."
"She is. As you know, I'm a late bloomer, so the only support I had was from her, even though she didn't believe in my dream to be a hero when I was quirkless. After I got my quirk, I sat her down and had a serious talk with her about how I felt, and how her not supporting me hurt."
"It's good that you guys had that talk. She clearly loves you very much. Such a nice lady." Ochako said.
"She used to be a delinquent." Izuku said with a smirk.
Ochako's jaw dropped. "You're lying! Really?"
"Yup. She was the toughest girl around, no one dared cross her. She even had brief stint as a vigilante before she got pregnant with me."
"Wow. I'd have never guessed." Ochako admitted.
"I didn't either until I read her diary from when she was a teen. She was strong."
"Izuku, wait!" The duo stopped at the gruff voice.
Turning, the saw a blonde woman walking briskly towards them. When she reached them, she immediately bowed. "I'm sorry for how my son has treated you. We don't know why he acted the way he did, but we did not teach him to act like that. What he did was wrong and I apologize for that."
"Please stand, Mitsuki-oba. You really aren't at fault for his actions. The teachers constant praise and inaction is what made your son into what he is today. I can't forgive if there's nothing to forgive." Izuku hugged the now crying woman.
"Thank you, Izukun. I have to go, but I know you'll be a great hero one day." Mitsuki then turned and walked away.
"So, who was that?" Ochako asked.
"Remember the asshole from the Entrance Exam? That was his mother."
"Really? I see why he's perpetually angry with a mom that beautiful. He probably had a bunch of guys tell him what a milf his mom is."
Izuku chuckled as they made their way to receive their envelope and dorm number.
Each dorm building is designed to hold one class of twenty students. Males are assigned to the left wing and females are assigned to the right wing. The first floor is a common area with couches, tables, television, kitchens, bathrooms and laundry rooms. There's a courtyard outside the first level as well.
Dorm rooms begin on the second floor and end on the fifth floor. There are four rooms per gender on each floor with five floors in total. Every student gets their own room equipped with air conditioning, toilets, beds, fridges, closets, and a balcony.
Izuku just finished unpacking with the help of a couple clones.
He walked downstairs towards the kitchen, only to get accosted. "HEY! You're the one that came in with that hot chick!" A purple child runs over to him, a blond with a lightning bolt through his bangs follows.
"Are you dropping off your older sibling, kid?" Izuku asks while looking around.
"I'm not a kid. I'm a man!" The small 'man' states.
"… right. What is it you wanted?" Izuku looks down. 'Does he have dwarfism? Or maybe it's related to his quirk? That's assuming he really is an adult.'
"Who's the hottie you walked in with?" The blond asks this time.
"Someone with a mean hook if you harass her. Now, if you'll excuse me…" Izuku waits for their names.
"Denki Kaminari." The blond grinned.
"Minoru Mineta." The short one states.
"Midoriya Izuku. I'd like to be acclimated with the kitchen, if you'll pardon me." Izuku quickly left the duo noticing a purple hair girl with jacks glaring at the two idiots. He'd rather not get involved with whatever that was.
He snoops around the kitchen to memorize where everything is. "Wow, it's like a restaurant kitchen in here." Izuku mumbles softly, seeing the pair of stoves, ovens, and sinks. Everything had been doubled, even the refrigerators.
"Well, it better because there's twenty of us." A large man with a mask walks into the kitchen. He had multiple arms, each the size of Izuku's head, and he was at least 8 feet tall.
"That makes sense. Midoriya Izuku." Izuku sticks out his hand as he introduces himself with a smile.
"Mezo Shoji. Nice to meet you." Shoji shakes Izuku's hand, each squeezing tightly before letting go.
'He's strong.' Izuku thought before going back to looking around.
"Twenty young adults in one dorm. That should be fun." Izuku states with heavy sarcasm in his tone.
"Of course, it's fun. It's college, technically." Ochako jumps on his back, grinning.
UA, being a Hero School, focusing solely on teaching heroism, so there wasn't any regular classes, besides English.
"It's also hero work and no roughhousing in the kitchen!"
"Please don't tell me the blue-haired robot is dorming with us." Izuku states under his breath.
"Better not turn around." Ochako giggles before getting off Izuku. "Hi, nice to meet you, I'm Uraraka Ochako."
"Pleasure to meet you as well. I am Iida Tenya." Izuku finally turns around, facing the robot boy. 'Ingenium's brother?'
The robot was a younger copy of his brother beside the glasses and quirk. "Oh, Midoriya-san. You perceived the true nature of that practical exam, while I did not! I commend you." Izuku just watches Iida's hands chop the air.
"I didn't perceive anything. It's a hero's job to save people." The commotion in the kitchen and common room comes to a stop. "I saw the Zero Pointer, so I hacked it from a downed robot. I rewrote the code and initiated a force-shutdown for all nearby robots, including the Zero Pointer." Izuku shrugged nonchalantly.
"Zero pointer?" A refined girl asks someone close to her.
"How did you miss it? The thing was huge!" A girl with pink hair squealed.
"Oh, I-"
"She was a recommended student. We didn't have to take the regular exam." The boy answers for her from the corner of the room.
'He seems to hide his pain with apathy. A trauma response, it seems. I guess I should warn a teacher if they haven't noticed yet.' Izuku thought.
"Well, the Zero Pointer was this massive robot that was supposed to be impossible to beat." Mineta yells. "How did you beat it?"
"I hacked it." Izuku deadpans. "Anyways, I didn't perceive anything. I did what anyone should have done. We are at UA to be heroes. If you cannot figure out that being a hero requires saving people's lives, then what the hell are you doing here?" The dorm was silenced by those words, though he saw Bakugou roll his eyes on the couch.
"That was so manly!" A redhead as tall as Izuku hops like a puppy, his shark-tooth grin pulls everyone out of the silence. Some people talk to themselves at the redhead comes over to Izuku. "I'm Eijiro Kirishima!" The redhead grabs Izuku's hand and shakes it vigorously.
"Midoriya Izuku." Izuku was slightly confused about the 'manly' part but didn't show it. "Nice to meet you, Eijiro-san."
"Call me, Kirishima. So, you really took down that monster of a robot?" Kirishima was grinning more.
"Yep." Ochako slams against Izuku's side, but he stood firm.
"That's so cool!" The pink-haired girl slams into Kirishima just like Ochako did to Izuku. "Ashido Mina at your service!" Ashido giggles.
"Mina! Don't do that!" Kirishima was fully hardened. Izuku eyes his skin, seeing it go from a rock to skin.
"Fine!" Mina smiles more, Izuku stares at the both. His mind trying to figure out their quirks, before he forces himself to stop. He still hasn't broke that habit.
"Sorry for getting distracted. I have an interest in all quirks." Izuku apologizes.
"More like you're a quirk nerd." Ochako giggles.
"Hm. I'm not cooking for you anymore." Izuku walks away.
"WAIT, NO! I'M SORRY!" Ochako runs after him.
"NO RUNNING!"
Unnoticed by everyone, the refined recommendation student watched Izuku walk away with unreadable eyes.
After Ochako managed to convince Izuku to cook for her, everything calmed down.
Some of the guys were playing videogames. While Izuku began to cook for everyone.
A good portion of his kills were of the poison variety, so he needed to be a good enough chef to acclimate himself in 5-star restaurants. His mother just happened to work as a food critic, and she was famous for being very analytical in all the dishes she tastes. He refined his skills using her palate.
He decided to be polite and make Bakugou's food extremely spicy, just like he likes it.
He also had Sato Rikido, focus on making dessert. Rikido is a tall, very muscular young man with a wide build. His brown hair is short, and spiked upwards away from his head. He has rather small, square-shaped eyes with small black pupils and has a pair of bushy eyebrows just above. He has very large and thick lips which are slightly darker in color than the rest of his skin, and a notably large, round nose. Izuku wondered if he was half black.
He had Ochako float everyone's plates onto the tables. He made sure to label everyone's plate for those who informed him that they had a special diet.
Using shadows, he made a large dinner bell. With a smirk, he rang the bell. He made sure not to continue for too long, for Jiro's sake.
"Dinner's ready." He said unnecessarily as the whole class found their covered plates and sat down to eat.
"Jeez man! How can you eat that without your mouth catching on fire?!" Sero said tearfully as Bakugou dug into his volcanic meal.
"Shut it, flat face! I just like my food spicy, that's it." Bakugou grumbled.
Izuku rinsed the pots, then put them in the dishwasher. He sat on the counter as he enjoyed his simple bowl of rice and curry in silence. He finished relatively quickly and decided to go for a walk. He received multiple thanks and compliments as he walked by.
Izuku sat in a recliner answering questions on a forum that only had Doctors and med students. He was relaxing after his evening exercise. It was getting dark, and boys were still playing video games. The girls were discussing anything and everything.
He sensed a shadow approach him, but didn't react.
"We are the Darkness…" They began.
"… that make others see the light." Izuku automatically responded. It took a moment for what happened to fully register, and when it did, he looked away from his phone and looked directly at the person who spoke.
It was the refined recommendation student. She has long black hair that is tied into a spiky ponytail with a large strand hanging on the right side of her face. Her eyes are thin and sharp, dark in color and paired with short eyebrows. She wore a somewhat smug smirk. "Meet me in my room when everyone else is asleep." She then turned without saying a word.
Izuku was perplexed. She knew something that no one else in this world should know. 'How did she know the Kurayami Creed?'
He went to his room and pondered what that could possibly mean, as he waited until he sensed the last person's shadow enter their room. He changed into loose shorts and black wife beater.
Without preamble, he sank into his shadow and appeared standing in front of the door of the mystery lady. He knock politely, and waited for her to open the door.
She did, and she wore a babydoll with only panties underneath. Her massive mammaries sat prettily and perky. She beckoned him inward, and he obliged.
Her room seemed a bit cramped with the large bed that took over a good portion of the space provided. The candlelight made the atmosphere different.
She closed and locked the door behind her, while Izuku made seats for them both. They sat down, and just stared. With her face completely blank, she said something that completely threw him off. "I see being in anime was enough to help you relax, Wa-kun."
Izuku froze while his mind went to the one person who called him that. "Mio?"
She smiled lightly, but that's her equivalent to grinning widely. "That's right."
Izuku took this in stride. "How did you get here? How did you die? Did you meet ojii-sama too?"
She small smile turned sad. "I followed behind you. When you died, I slaughtered both your parents, then I killed myself, refusing to live in a world without you. Yes, I met ojii-sama, apparently right after you were sent here. You're not dating anyone, yes?"
"Uh, yeah. Ochako and Mei are friends, though Mei has kissed me a couple times, and Ochako has an obvious crush on me."
"Good. We aren't blood related anymore, Izukun. I'm sure you know what means." She got up slowly, and took one sensual step towards him, then slid onto his lap. She licked her plump lips as she leaned forward. She gave him a deep kiss, running her hands through his long ponytail while he got two handfuls of her perfectly toned ass. He didn't really get a look at it, but with how his hands could barely get a grasp of each cheek, he could infer that it's larger than their past.
As they kissed, Izuku pulled his shorts down and kicked them away, then removed his shirt. She planted a few kisses on his neck as he did this. When she went back to kissing him, she slowly lowered her hand, tracing his scars and his abs as she went, then wrapped her hand around his cock and began rubbing up and down with her palm.
She then started to kiss his neck, then his chest, then his stomach as she lowered herself in a fluid fashion stopping right in front of the cock she dreamed of for decades.
Her hands were warm and soft. Dainty and yet held a firm grip as she stroked him. He sighed in pleasure as she worked. He expanded the chair he was in, and turned it into a cushioned armchair, resting his arms as he basked in the pleasure. She looked up at him as she stroked with one hand, and kept the other holding his massive testicles. It was like holding two large eggs.
In a single move, she'd opened her mouth and successfully managed to slide a hardy portion of his cock into her mouth. His moan encouraged her as she sucked at the head, making sure to produce as much saliva as she could. She twirled her tongue along the head, savoring the bits of precum that came out the the slit.
"Mmm, shit." He groaned. He wasn't on a mission, nor was he being tested, so he could allow himself to enjoy pleasure.
Following his impulse, he took hold of her ponytail and guided her sucking. The sounds of her efforts were reverberating around the room.
On a whim, he made a shadow hand that grabbed her phone off her desk, and tossed it to him. He caught it, then began recording with the flash on, making sure to catch her in clear quality. She didn't even hesitate nor falter when the camera started to record. If anything, she started to work harder as she devoured his phallus with a ferocity and passion that couldn't even be compared by any other women he'd been with.
She was purposely slobbering all over Izuku's dick. With a pop, she released his cock, then began to stroke it with one hand as she started to kiss and suck on his balls. She was fully aware that she was being recorded, but she knew she could trust him with the video, so she decided to make a show of it. Finishing showing her love to his balls, she slid her tongue from the base of his cock all the way to the tip, then she slid his dick down her throat.
She began to use both hands to stroke his cock, while sucking on the couple inches that was left over. Despite the light in her face, onyx eyes looked up to find viridian staring at her with so much devotion, desire, and need that she had a mini-orgasm.
'Kami, I love this man!' She thought.
Her pussy grew even more wet at the prospect of Izuku cumming down her throat. She started sucking faster, and deeper.
"Fuck!" He hissed through clenched teeth.
Pulling back, she kept the head in her mouth and kept swirling her tongue as she unclasped her babydoll and shrugged it off her shoulders. With them free, she didn't hesitate to trap his cock between her twin globes and stroke up and down, using the spit that had fallen on her chest during her blow job as lubricant.
"Ooh shit!" He groaned.
His cock was sawing up and down between her immense rack, and she kept licking and sucking on the head. She winked at the camera for good measure.
She could feel him swelling, his manhood threatening to erupt into her mouth. She continued working him over, ready to up the ante to make him cum, until he made her stop. In the last moments when she was certain his cock was about to erupt, he stopped her. He all but had to pry her full lips off his dick.
"Why'd you stop me? I want to taste you!" She whined as she kept kissing the head of the dick trapped between her tits.
"The first time I cum is gonna be deep inside you." His voice husky, and filled with so much need, she shuddered.
Before she could muster a reply, Izuku made her stand on her feet and was placing one of his hands between her legs, the other grabbing her ass.
He made another shadow hand, this one holding the camera aimed at them both.
He suddenly turned her toward the bed, and leaned her forward until she placed her her hand on the footboard to keep her balance, her magnificent ass pointed directly at him.
She wore regular white cotton panties that were being swallowed by her ass. An ass bigger than her past one. "You remembered."
"Yes! I trained and built this ass for you! I know you don't care for thongs, so I don't own any. It's all yours, Izuku-sama." She moaned while he admired the fruits of her labor.
In one quick gesture, he yanked at her panties and they ripped and came away in one swift show of strength. The abrupt action caused her to gasp.
Izuku then placed his cock in between her legs, and rubbing her pussy. She trapped it with her legs as he continued to saw between her folds. His hands kept groping and rubbing the ass she built for him when he decided to following another impulse. His hand rose from her right ass cheek, and came down hard to smack it.
"Fuck!" She breathed, glad her room was so isolated.
Unable to resist any longer, the young man buried his face in her bulbous bottom. He used his tongue to lick at her sweet nectar, the juices flowing freely from his tongue.
"Mmm yes. Please keep going."
His only vocal response was hums, slurps, and sucking sounds as he lapped at her wet pussy. She tasted so sweet on his tongue he'd have sworn her vagina was made of honey. As he lapped up and down her snatch, his nose would occasionally rise to hit her anus, which sent a curious sensation throughout her body.
He continuously lapped at the folds of her pussy like a man starved, tasting a savoring her sweet wet flavor, while grabbing a handful of ass with one hand, and the other focused on her clit.
"I'm gonna cum." She moaned, before she let out a light shriek as her body shook in the thunderous quake of orgasm. Izuku had made her cum with just his tongue, within seconds.
She felt Izuku's tongue pull out of her. She felt the palms of her lover's hands as they parted her plump ass cheeks. She then felt the head of Izuku's cock probe at the outskirts of her pussy.
"Tight." He groaned
"Urg!" She groaned, her teeth clenching as the first inch invaded her. "Your cock is just huge!"
Another inch, and another, and another. Once Izuku had gotten the head in, he was sliding slowly into the deepest parts of the brunette. It was incredible. Her pussy would fight his cock for every inch and would pull and tug at the skin of his cock.
Following his impulse, he smacked her ass, making her pussy cream in its second orgasm. It became wet enough for Izuku to fully bottom out inside her. Once he got his bearing, he wasted no time punishing her tight hole. He could feel the walls of her womanhood clench and pull at him.
She was rooted to the spot, her body bent over, legs spread wide, on her toes, her hands gripping the edges of the bed to brace for the impact of each thrust.
He was pounding her good and deep, gripping her shapely hips with his massive hands throwing himself into her, showing her thick ass body little mercy. He occasionally smack her ass, before caressing it.
"Oooh! Yes, Izukun, fuck me. Fuck me hard!" She breathed out, almost like she was talking to herself.
"Throw this gorgeous ass back." Izuku commanded, slapping her ass. Using what grip she had, she threw her hips back into him, as he was destroying her pussy.
"Good. Let's see if you can handle this." Izuku stated before, in one quick motion, he had scooped her up. He held her by the back of her thighs, and continued to pump into her. With this new angle, he continuously hit her G-spot, making her have multiple little orgasms.
Any words she tried to say became broken into pieces with the rise and fall of her fit bombshell of a body onto his cock. If she were coherent enough, she'd be impressed by how long he carried her and fucked her.
After a particularly big orgasm, he set her down. She wobbled, but moved onto her bed. She deliberately went slowly as she shifted to the very center of the bed. Pulling her long legs back, knees bent, the soles of her feet up in the air on either side of her head, she reached down and held her pussy open for Izuku. Her bright pink inner folds, the fat nub of her clit, the spasming mouth of her vaginal canal, all laid bare as she spread herself. Her enormous breasts bounced between her legs, showing nipples as starkly pink as her pussy and painfully erect.
"It's yours."
He climbed the bed and slid into her, drawing a groan from them both. Her wet, thirsty womanhood made his massive length disappear, and they exhaled in tandem as their bodies locked together. He was on his knees, and his thighs were on either side of her hips, locking her legs up near her head, burying himself inside her in an intense, cunt-stretching mating press.
He did no thrusting, made no movement but to push himself as deep as he could. It was only when he was almost fully hilted inside that his chest pressed against her bulbous tits. She threw her arms around his neck and pulled him into a kiss.
Izuku, eyes shut, concentrated on experiencing every inch of her hot, wet inside. It was so tight and wet, it was like her pussy was sucking his dick. And then, when she began to move, he made a choked gasp of surprise.
As she made a subtle motion like a viper devouring prey, he felt her pelvic area contract and shift, milking his shaft upward and inward with a toe-curling pressure that he'd never experienced. She was massaging him with her insides, and it was unlike anything he'd ever felt before.
"F-fuck. If you keep that up-"
"Do it!" She hissed fiercely. "Fill me up! It's yours. I'm yours."
'Athena, the nanobots made me sterile, right?' Izuku thought with as much focus as he could muster.
'Yes, shujin-sama.' With that confirmation, he pressed in further, kissing her again as what felt like a tidal wave of semen rushed out of his throbbing cock. Her grip on him became desperate, and as he emptied his balls deep into her pussy her tight, milking twat spasmed on his rod and helped draw out even the last dregs of semen in his balls. He had shot a single, thick outpouring of cum for perhaps fifteen uninterrupted seconds.
"That was everything I hoped it would be." She said.
"We aren't done." Izuku stated as he pulled out, the lowered his aim to her ass.
"It's yours."
Thoroughly exhausted, and satisfied, the couple lay beneath the comforter, just holding onto each other.
As they basked in each other's musk, Izuku began the discussion. "I just realized I didn't ask what your name is now."
"It's Yaoyorozu Momo. My parents are incredibly wealthy, so I had an easy time here. I didn't even think about your scars. While we didn't watch My Hero, I still remember Izuku was the MC. Was his life really that hard?" Momo asked.
"Do you remember the Aldera Scandal?" He asked.
"Of course. The district that was an indoctrination facility. It was international news."
"Now imagine a quirkless kid being raised in that environment."
"Wow. That kid's must've been torturous." Momo observed.
"I don't know what you chose, but I chose transmigration. This kid's life was bad he jumped off a building to kill himself. I came in after he left. I soon as I acclimated with my set of memories, I went straight to the police, and everything snowballed from that point." Izuku explained.
Momo traced her fingers on his scars. "Well, I think they add character."
Izuku chuckled softly. The morning sunlight was slowly creeping up. "Have you been properly training since you came here?"
"Yes sir. I found that I got results quicker with training. It's odd."
"I found that out too, but when I remember Saitama, I pushed myself far past the limits of what should be possible. We are in an anime world, after all."
"That's true. I could probably kick the past me's ass now."
"I thought the same thing."
They talked for bit more, holding each other closely.