Izuku made his way to his room in the Heights Alliance thinking of ways to coax out the villain hiding in his friends' bodies. Nothing came to mind, however. He decided the best course of action at this moment was to determine once and for all if Brain-Jacker created clones or used a hive-mind. That would tell him if he could deal with her one at a time… or if he had to do it all at once.
If it was the later, he shivered in fear. It would be difficult, nearly impossible. He swallowed nervously as he entered his room.
As he entered the darkened room, he made to switch the light on… only to be stopped by a soft hand gently grasping his wrist. Before he could turn around, he was hugged from behind. And then he was hugged from the front. He froze, feeling even through his clothes. It was two women. Two naked women.
"Welcome back Izuku!"
"Izuku, you kept us waiting~"
The light came on, and Izuku was face to face with what he feared had been lurking in the dark. Momo and Ochaco completely naked, embracing him. His face burned scarlet and his eyes went wide as he tried to get away. But the two girls held him firm. Ochaco was hugging his back, her soft pliable breasts pressed tightly against him, while Momo was hugging his front, her voluptuous breasts on tantalizing display.
He quickly looked away, trying not to look at Momo's bare nipples. But… it proved impossible, and he stole a few glances before screwing his eyes shut. He trembled in fear, knowing what was about to happen, and fearing that both Momo and Ochaco were silent prisoners watching helplessly behind their own eyes.
He had no idea how right he truly was.
Uraraka giggled against her will, her body not her own. She looked on in utter horror and embarrassment as Brain-jacker copied her personality and moved her body like a puppet. Her fingers trailed across Deku's cheek; his face red as he tried his best not to look at her. Uraraka had conflicted feelings about seeing him there.
On one hand, she was horribly embarrassed. On the other, she was a little proud of how noble he was acting, and also somehow disappointed? She wasn't sure why, but she almost wanted him to ogle her. But she was also proud of him for not doing that? She couldn't understand her own emotions, especially with the strange sensations Brain-Jacker was filling her head with. It was all a horrible emotional mess.
Yaoyorozu was much the same. She was embarrassed, ashamed, anxious, and aroused. Brain-Jacker was responsible for that last one. Yaoyorozu, much like Uraraka was encouraged that Midoriya was trying to fight off Brain-Jacker's advances. But she also knew it was useless. Brain-Jacker had been telling her for the past few hours that she had a choice, lose her virginity to Midoriya, or to Todoroki. She had almost chosen Todoroki, but logically, she felt Midoriya was a better choice.
Not because she particularly fancied him. He was nice enough, but that wasn't why she had chosen him. He already knew about why she would be doing this. Todoroki… he wouldn't know. Brain-Jacker wouldn't be letting anyone else know. And somehow, she felt it would be so much worse if Todoroki ended up in a relationship with Brain-Jacker using her body. She'd rather not make the decision at all. It was horrible and evil but keeping these activities to Midoriya would limit the emotional damage if they ever got rid of this villain.
As for Brain-Jacker, she didn't care one way or another. She was just excited to try out a threesome again. She hadn't had one in months!
"P-please. Don't do this. I-Its not fair to them."
Momo and Ochaco looked at him with confused expressions at first, but then let go of him. Izuku was surprised enough that he opened his eyes, though he found himself blushing profusely as he caught both of his beautiful classmates completely nude. However, he didn't turn away. He saw that Momo had something in her hand.
A phone.
A phone that was playing a video.
A video of her and a naked Ochaco using dildos on each other.
Izuku's mouth gaped open like a fish at what he was seeing, and he wrapped his arms around his head to try and keep his red-blooded instincts from taking over. Sadly, whether he was a pervert or not he was a 16 year old boy, and he couldn't look away for more than a few seconds… no matter how embarrassed he got.
"Oh, Izuku! You're making us sad. We're so lonely you know." It was Ochaco's body speaking, but Izuku knew it wasn't her.
"I'm rather sad myself. I guess we'll send this to Mineta and see if he's interested. I think he might be, but I really wanted my first time to be with you. You're really cute, you know."
Midoriya's heart thumped loudly in his chest. This was a disaster. But if she actually sent that video to Mineta… he'd send it to Kaminari, who'd send it to everyone. The best case scenario would be a threesome with Mineta. The worst case scenario would be the two of them being expelled and their careers ruined forever.
Though he didn't know it, Brain-Jacker could read his expressions, and knew he had come to realize what she was really threatening. But part of the fun with her was messing with people. And so while the real threat was the destruction of their hero career's and reputations, the only threat she would acknowledge would be-
"Oh Izuku, you look upset~ Does this mean you do want to have sex with us?"
"Maybe a little jealous of Mineta?"
Izuku blushed, but this time his face was defiant, and he scowled at the two women.
"T-that's not it and you know it! I-if you send that video out, it won't just stay with Mineta! He'll share it, and Yaoyorozu and Uraraka's careers as heroes… they'd, well they'd be over!"
Yaoyorozu smirked and leaned forward, causing her heavy bosom to swing in a manner Izuku had to try very hard not to appreciate.
"Well if you want to have sex with us so badly, just say so and we will. Otherwise we'll have to find someone else. It doesn't have to be Mineta, though. Maybe… Bakugou would be a better choice?"
Izuku didn't know why, but that made him… angry. It felt like he had been slapped. He shook his head and tried to remind himself of what was going on. Brain-Jacker was toying with him.
"P-Please! You don't have to do this!"
He flinched as Uraraka held him in a fierce hug again. He felt so hot at that moment, though he was sure it was from the permanent blush on his face.
"Deku, if you don't want Momo and me to go to someone else, all you have to do is say you want to have sex with us. That's it! Please say it Deku! Please? I really want to… to do things with you, but you need to say it, okay?"
Izuku looked up and away from Uraraka, trying to keep himself from seeing any more of her naked body than he had to. But as he did so, he saw Yaoyorozu holding her phone taking a video of the exchange.
"Say it, Izuku. Say you want to have sex with us, or we'll share that video."
Izuku gritted his teeth in frustration. Brain-Jacker was going to film him saying he wanted to have sex with Uraraka and Yaoyorozu?! Why? Blackmail? He wracked his brain to think of a way out of this without destroying his friends' reputations or taking their virginities. But nothing came to mind.
He heard the girls sigh, and looked at them, curious.
"Alright, Momo." Uraraka said, disappointed. "Go ahead and text Bakugou."
"Wait!"
The two girls smiled at him devilishly. Tears welled up at the edges of his eyes as he finally acquiesced. He couldn't think of a way out of this. And if it was him… at least no one else would be roped into this. If he could find some other way to take out Brain-Jacker later, then their reputations could be saved.
"I-I'll do it."
Yaoyorozu smiled and placed an arm around Izuku as Uraraka did the same. Izuku was solidly between the two beautiful girls as Yaoyorozu placed the camera in a way to get all three of them in frame.
"Alright, Izuku, you were going to say something?"
Izuku didn't look at the camera as he spoke.
"I-I want to…to have s-sex with you."
Yaoyorozu turned away from the camera, smiling and blushing.
"Oh, Izuku! That's so straight forward!"
Uraraka interjected.
"Wait, which one of us do you want to have sex with, Deku? Do you want me, or Momo?"
"Oh, Yes. Izuku please be straightforward. You want to have sex with both of us right? I know you and I aren't as close as you and Ochaco… but I do want to change that."
Momo's hand reached down to his inner thigh, a smile on her face.
"So, please tell the camera Izuku, who do you want to have sex with? And don't be so formal! We're friends, aren't we?"
Izuku was trembling now, and his tears were finally falling. He felt awful about what was about to happen. But he swallowed and steeled himself regardless.
"I-I want to have sex with-with you two. M-Momo and O-Ochaco." Izuku couldn't hold it in anymore, and he burst into tears as he offered his true feelings. "I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry this is happening! I wish I could find a way to stop it, but I can't! Please forgive me!"
The recording stopped, and Momo removed her arm from around Izuku, putting her phone down on Izuku's desk. She turned around to him then, fully exposed, and smiling.
"I'll cut out that last part, but you did well. Now I think it's time we finally got this show started. Ochaco?"
"On it!"
In a flash and a tug of the pants, Izuku Midoriya found himself in the same state of undress as his two companions, stripped completely naked, his clothes on the floor. He yelped and covered himself with his hands instinctively. However, neither of the girls would have any of that. He was pushed by Ochaco on to his bed, and then was firmly squished between the two. One hand was taken by Ochaco, and the other by Momo. Izuku was helpless as his hands were pulled away, revealing his erect cock at last.
It wasn't particularly impressive. It wasn't extraordinarily long, and it wasn't all that girthy. It was quite normal, the pinnacle of average. But to the two girl's hostage inside their own bodies, this was the first time either had seen a real one in person. Momo had seen them in diagrams, once in a vulgar video she had accidentally found. But somehow the sight of Izuku's erect cock seemed to stir all kinds of emotions in her. Foremost was embarrassment, and a distant second was guilt that she was doing this. Then anger at Brain-Jacker for forcing her to do this. For forcing Izuku to do it as well. She had seen his tears, and in her heart couldn't blame the boy for what was happening.
Ochaco, if she could control her body, most likely would have fainted. She had a very large crush on her dear friend, and in the back of her mind, she had imagined doing something like this with him eventually. But not so soon, and certainly not with Momo. Especially not being mind-controlled by some villain. Her heart was beating quickly and seeing the lewd shape of Izuku's throbbing member was causing her to fight against the villain that held her mind captive.
But it was no use. The Brain-Jackers inside the two girls were far too interested in accomplishing their goals to bother with the captive consciousness they held under their sway. They didn't care to manipulate them or torment them as they normally did. All they wanted was the joys of sex.
And they were about to get it.
Momo moved first, crawling up to Deku's blushing face, her own smiling visage red as well. Though it was more with excitement than anything else. Izuku closed his eyes, but a gentle hand caressed his cheek, and for a moment Izuku felt his fear abide.
"You're a good person, Izuku. I'm glad… if I have to do this… its with you."
Izuku's fears abated for a moment as he processed the words. Was Momo in control of herself again? She was looking down on him with a serene smile on her face, gentle eyes, and despite the situational circumstances, Izuku felt his heart skip a beat. His stomach was filled with butterflies, and for a moment he forgot about Brain-Jacker.
And then Momo kissed him.
It was soft and sweet, and filled Izuku with all kinds of strange emotions. At first he felt wonderful, he felt as if were floating on a cloud, as if he were… wanted. He wrapped his arms around Momo as she did the same. Momo's naked breasts pressed into his chest, her erect nipples rubbing against him in a sensual fashion.
He remembered the truth of the situation a moment later.
He pushed Momo away, conflicted. He was feeling amazing, but this was wrong. It wasn't Momo! It was Brain-Jacker!
"I-Izuku…" Momo looked embarrassed, as she flit her eyes away. "W-was I not good enough?"
"T-This is hard enough! Stop it! You're not Momo!"
Momo's eyes began to water, and then she began to cry.
"I-I'm sorry, Izuku! I'm trying my best! Please don't be mad at me!"
Izuku got angry at that. Brain-Jacker was trying to mess with him.
"You're not Momo!"
"Deku! Stop being mean to Momo!" Ochaco cried.
Izuku calmed himself, trying not to get angry over this strange game Brain-Jacker was playing. He didn't want this to be tender. He didn't want to enjoy it. He wanted to hate it. He wanted her to be obvious and blatant about what she was doing. This was rape! It was wrong! But she was acting like they were… were… lovers. As if it were really Momo and Ochaco doing this to him when he knew they'd never do this in a million years.
"P-please. This is hard enough. Don't try to make this worse. Momo wouldn't do this!"
Izuku was pulled into a kiss yet again, Momo's lips soft and inviting, gentle and careful. Her hands held his face as she looked deep into his eyes, and against his will, he felt his heart skip a beat. Then he felt a tongue drag up along his shaft.
His eyes went wide as he saw Ochaco down between his legs, licking at his cock. His face and ears were burning, and he felt faint. Was this really happening?
Ochaco smiled at him as she saw him spot her.
"Deku, don't worry about a thing. We're going to make this a wonderful evening for you, even if things are a little… iffy. I've always cared about you. And I want our first time together to be special!"
"B-but, I mean, y-you and Y-Yaoyorozu…"
He was kissed on the forehead by Momo.
"Call me Momo, Izuku. After all, we're… having s-sex aren't we?"
Momo's eyes darted away from his in a manner that made him feel as if it were the real Momo. And briefly, he wondered… was Brain-Jacker making her do this herself? Had she relinquished control just to make her go through with this on her own? It was a horribly villainous thing to do… which is why Izuku felt like it might be true.
He swallowed, nervous. And then he kissed Momo back.
She seemed surprised at it more than anything, but quickly blushed herself, lending credence to Izuku's idea.
"M-Momo, O-Ochaco." He looked down at Ochaco, and reached a hand for her, inviting her to sit up with him and Momo. She blushed and took his hand, sitting up with the two, just as naked and suddenly losing her confidence.
"I-I'm sorry this is happening. I'll try t-to… make it…g-good."
Ochaco and Momo smiled, and Izuku almost believed this wasn't a horrible mess. He knew nothing about sex. But he hoped the night wouldn't be any more traumatic than necessary.
Ochaco seemed to want to go first, as she laid down on the bed and spread her legs, revealing a soaking wet and dripping pussy. Izuku's face burned scarlet as he feasted his eyes on her eager snatch. He had never expected, never dreamed of looking at Ochaco's most intimate parts. The most he could ever conjure in his fantasies were kisses.
He swallowed, and gripped his dick at the base, lining it up with the pretty pink slit as she smiled at him. It felt like he was going to have a heart attack! He nearly did as he felt Momo's sizable breasts push into his back and her delicate hands grip his inner thighs.
He jumped, not expecting her to join in. When he locked eyes with her, her own face was red with embarrassment.
"I-Izuku, I-I'll help you, o-ok? We'll get through this t-together."
The acting was superb, if it wasn't actually Momo, as Izuku didn't even question the sincerity.
He swallowed and began inching forward, his cock throbbing and twitching as it felt the heat of Ochaco's pussy. He was nearly hyperventilating as he finally made contact.
Am I… am I really going to do this?
But before he could reconsider, Ochaco began to grind her groin along his cockhead, slipping the tip of it inside inch by inch. She giggled, a sweet sound to Izuku's ears that made him tremble in excitement and anticipation.
Then, without warning, Momo forced him forward in one strong motion. Ochaco gave a squeal and her body spasmed. Izuku began to panic, fearing he'd hurt her. He tried to withdraw his cock, but Momo held him firm.
"Relax, Izuku, its ok. The first time hurts sometimes. I read that once."
Izuku was about to retort, but was cut off from Ochaco giggling.
"It doesn't hurt! It feels incredible! Momo, you have to try this!"
The voluptuous teenage girl grinding into Izuku's back seemed stirred on by those words, and suddenly Izuku was aware of Momo's moist groin grinding into his backside.
"Oh I will. But you two come first. You have such a huge crush on him, it wouldn't be fair otherwise."
Izuku began to breath heavily as he became aware of the hot wet tightness surrounding his cock. He was really doing it. He was having sex. He was having sex… with Ochaco. He looked down at her beaming smile and felt his heart skip a beat. She caught his eyes with her own, and Izuku's thoughts began to melt away. His lust enflamed, and his body grew hot. Her eyes were so beautiful, her body was so enticing.
Ochaco wrapped her legs around Izuku as Momo backed up, smiling at the couple as she waited her turn.
"Deku~" Ochaco moaned.
He couldn't respond as she placed her soft gentle hands on his shoulders and pulled him down to her. And then, as she brushed her hands along his cheek and puckered her lips, Izuku's resistance faded away. He kissed her, as he had always wanted to. It was chaste, gentle, caring. He had no experience at all in any of this, but his nervousness was being drowned out by the delightful tactile sensation of Ochaco's body squirming against his own, her legs holding him close, her hands brushing themselves all over his body with tender strokes.
His kiss was impassioned, even if lacking in skill, and Ochaco met him with the same intensity and fire. Her body clung to his greedily as she thrust her hips upward to engage him. Izuku didn't pause to think as he began grinding into her hips in turn, a tingling sensation going up his spine as his cock became awash in pleasure and ecstasy. It was every bit as wonderful as he had ever imagined.
As good a kid as Izuku was, he was still a teenage boy, and so he had masturbated quite a bit leading up to this moment. But nothing he had ever done felt as wonderful as the soft silky skin of his beloved classmate, or the hot pulsing quim in which his cock was buried.
The thrusts started slowly, but soon were rapid and frantic. Ochaco's kisses were showered upon him as if she truly were his lover, planted on his neck, collar, chest, and lips. Izuku's mind could process nothing but the pleasure and raw sexual bliss he was feeling as he gave his virginity to the first girl who he had ever developed feelings for. And though he didn't know it, the one girl who had first developed feelings for him.
It wasn't too long before the sensory overload proved too much for Izuku, and he came. With a mind-shattering orgasm, his arms wrapped tight around Ochaco as his semen erupted into her womb. Hot jets of pearly white cum filled her cunt so fully that it began to spill out of her, and soaked the sheets beneath them.
With shaky breath, Izuku's tremendous high began to subside, and he remembered his situation. With horror he disengaged from Ochaco and looked upon her disheveled naked body. A sloppy smile graced her features as she stroked her abdomen, her pussy still leaking an inordinate amount of cum.
"Oh Deku~ It was soooo good! You're amazing! ~"
Izuku's arms were trembling, the reality that this wasn't Ochaco back in his mind. He felt tears well up at the corner of his eyes at the realization of what he had done.
"I-I can't believe- I'm a rapist-" His tears began falling in earnest, "I'm a rapist."
His face was cradled by a gentle hand as Momo cupped his chin and pressed his face into her breasts. But it wasn't quite as sexual as one might initially assume. She held him there in an embrace meant to comfort, and stroked his back in a kind and comforting gesture.
"Izuku, don't say such things. You're a good boy. A good, wonderful, pure boy."
Izuku couldn't control himself as he buried his face into Momo's chest and wrapped his arms around her. This was all so horrible. He had wanted to do these things, but not like this! Not with some villain puppeteering his friends and blackmailing him. The worst part though, was how wonderful it felt, how much he wanted to do it again. And that his cock was now hard and throbbing against Momo's thigh.
She continued to comfort him, and although he knew it was just Brain-Jacker, her voice and touch soothed him. Momo's loving gestures were met with Ochaco's, as she gave Izuku a warm embrace. Her naked breasts pressed into his back.
Izuku looked up at Momo with wet eyes, a pleading look etched into his face.
"Please, P-Please don't make me rape Momo!"
Not-Momo looked saddened by his declaration. But only for a moment. In an instant, she gave him another sweet smile, and kissed him squarely on the lips.
He tried to break away from it, but his head was held firmly in place by Ochaco, and he soon felt a welling up of lust overwhelm his senses. Brain-Jacker may not have been able to force him to do things directly, but she could modify his body in other ways. His cock, already hard, stiffened to the extent that it was actually painful. The smallest bit of pre pooled at the tip of his cock, and Izuku could barely control himself. He fought every instinct that told him to push Momo down and enter her then and there.
But then, Momo broke her kiss, and he looked on in confusion as to why she had done so. He was too inebriated in his lust-filled daze to be grateful; he had only wondered why the beautiful girl had stopped.
"Oh, Izuku. Don't you understand? You aren't raping me," Momo climbed over top of him, her naked breasts swinging next to her classmate as she smiled down at Izuku like an angel of God. Then, with one voice, the two of them spoke. "I'm raping you!"
Izuku woke up in his bed with Ochaco and Momo at his sides, cuddling him. They were all covered in sticky fluids, and he was keenly aware that he would have to walk to the showers smelling of sex. He shot up in a fright, the previous night's events hitting him hard. He felt so guilty, but… he also felt so good. It had been amazing, and he hated it. He wished it had caused him pain and made him suffer. But it had felt like heaven. It had felt as if all his anxiety and worries had just melted away, and all was left was pure bliss and raw ecstasy.
He'd never imagined sex would be that wonderful.
Ochaco woke up next to him with bleary eyes, and a smile on her face. She gave off a cute yawn and sat up revealing her bare supple breasts. The same breasts that Izuku had licked, fondled, and ejaculated on. Izuku felt his face heat up, though he couldn't tear his eyes away.
"Morning, Deku!"
"M-morning."
She sounded so much like the real Ochaco, even made the same faces. It was hard to remember it wasn't actually her.
Izuku was then assaulted from behind, a soft warm embrace from behind, breasts pressing into his back.
"Good morning, Izuku, Ochaco. That was quite something wasn't it~?"
Momo was hugging him from behind, a smile on her face. Izuku, for just a moment, forgot that it wasn't Momo smiling at him. It was easy to, she sounded so much like Momo.
He caught himself then, realizing he had begun calling them by their first names. He had done that earlier when being filmed because he was being threatened, but that was no reason to do so in the privacy in his own head. He tried to remember that their actions were not their own, but he felt like calling them by their family names after what they had just done, no matter the circumstances was just too strange.
"Y-yeah." Izuku mumbled. He sat up a bit, and swallowed, thinking of what to do next. "You know… we don't have private bathrooms. People are going to see us leave this room together if we aren't careful. A-and, they might notice the, um… stuff on our bodies too."
Momo and Ochaco looked thoughtful at his words as they got out of bed. Momo smiled as she responded.
"That's pretty smart Izuku. I'll make a bucket of water and some soap. We can wash up here and head out after you to make sure no one knows."
"Yeah, Deku, good thinking! Its like you really do care about us~" Ochaco teased.
Izuku's embarrassment and unease vanished at those words, and he looked at both girls straight in the eyes, deathly serious.
"I do care. That's why I'm going to find a way. I will get rid of you, Brain-Jacker. And I'll save Momo and Ochaco both! That's a promise!"
The two of them blinked, stunned into silence by his declaration. At least for a few moments.
Ochaco's face twisted into a malevolent expression completely unlike her normal face.
"Oh you are just so cute! The more this plays out, the more I want to stay. This is way too much fun! And that threesome? Amazing. I know you loved it too. And when I'm done, you'll be as eager as me to make sweet sweet love. But until then… just remember that if you tell anyone, poor little Ochaco and sweet Momo will be very sad. So sad they might just jump off the roof!"
Izuku trembled, afraid of Brain-Jacker's threat.
"Y-yeah. I get it."
Izuku was taken by surprise as he received two kisses, both on either side of his cheeks. One from Momo, and one from Ochaco. He knew it wasn't actually them, but he still couldn't stop himself from blushing. Even after what they had done, what he had been forced to do… intimate contact with pretty girls just caused his brain to fog up. He quickly used the sponge Momo provided him and cleaned himself up, leaving his room with the other two behind.
He needed to think of a way to take care of Brain-Jacker, and it would be easier if he was alone. Well, as alone as he could be with the bit of Brain-Jacker still in his head.
Meanwhile, Momo and Ochaco were dealing with the aftermath of Brain-Jacker's forced threesome.
Ochaco's mind was reeling.
I can't believe I did that! I-I had sex with Deku! No! No. it was Brain-Jacker. She was making me do it. But still, it was my body… I felt all of it! Oh God. Oh God, I liked it. I liked everything. I'm horrible! I'm a terrible person!"
"You sure are. Such a dirty slutty girl. I bet if Deku knew you liked it so much he'd think pretty poorly of you. And to think, the poor boy was in tears. He thought he was doing something so horrible, but you loved every second of it."
Stop it! You're trying to blame me and Deku for something you did! I know what you're doing and it won't work! Its your fault any of this is happening! Deku is a good person, and you're messing with him just because it amuses you!
"Of course it amuses me. I'm a villain after all! But that doesn't change what I said. You're a dirty slutty girl that can't stop thinking about Deku's dick."
T-that's not true! I am not!
But her mind was filled with the memories of last night, and she knew in the deepest part of herself, she did enjoy it. She hadn't wanted to, but she had. And her words felt hollow even to her.
Momo's mind was much in the same state as Ochaco's. She had chosen Izuku over Todoroki because of sound logical reasoning. She had chosen Izuku because it would do the least amount of damage. But what she hadn't really counted on was how much she would enjoy the experience. She hadn't counted on seeing the young boy's body, and genuinely being turned on by it. On actually reveling in the tactile experience.
She had, of course, heard Izuku's words even being Brain-Jacked. And she was moved by them. She couldn't help but think back to his previous actions. Breaking his arms fighting Todoroki and convincing him to use his flames even at the cost of his victory. Overhearing from Mr. Aizawa that he had saved the young boy from the training camp that had been attacked by the League of Villains. His plan that had saved Bakugou. He was tenacious, and definitely lived up to the school's motto.
"Admiring the cutie, are we?"
What do you want?
"Just seeing how you're holding up. Its not everyday a girl becomes a woman. That Izuku is rather impressive, isn't he? You made the right choice."
You don't get to say anything about that! This is you're doing! Making innocent people give up something precious to them! Its evil!
"Really? You're calling me evil? You're the one only thinking about yourself. You do realize you took Izuku's virginity too, right? You chose him just to save yourself further embarrassment. Did you ever stop to consider his feelings? How he would take it? He's trying very hard to think of a way to overcome me. He won't, of course. But still, he's trying very hard to save you. And you didn't spare a second thought about taking his virginity. You were only concerned about yourself, and your reputation."
B-But, That's not… I mean…
Momo knew that Brain-Jacker was just trying to mess with her, but she still had a point. That night had been Izuku's first time too. And she hadn't considered his feelings at all. They were friends, definitely, but they had never interacted much. She doubted that she had been Izuku's first choice. She had thought only of herself when asked by Brain-jacker who she preferred. It still seemed the right choice, and Izuku had understood the same as her from his reactions last night.
But she realized that this situation was as hard on him as it was on her. She needed to consider his feelings too.
Izuku had successfully showered and dressed and gotten to class with no one the wiser to what had happened. Momo and Ochaco had followed soon after, acting completely normal, Brain-jacker's impersonations very convincing.
And that was the strangest thing. Momo and Ochaco didn't seem different at all, and no one noticed anything off about any of them. The day went on completely normal. It felt surreal, wrong. Izuku couldn't stop thinking about last night, and to see Ochaco's smiling face as she went on as if oblivious made him quake in anger. Seeing Momo talk and laugh with her friends too, just made every emotion swirling inside of him even more intense.
He had to think of something.
As the day came to a close, Izuku had tried a few things.
He had tried to write a note, which was stopped by Brain-Jacker as he wrote it. He had tried to leave hints to Mr. Aizawa and Iida, but again he was stopped as his words came too close to the truth. He had tried to write a note without actually looking at what he had written, to see if Brain-Jacker could be fooled if he himself hadn't seen what was being written. Sadly, while this had worked, Brain-Jacker hadn't stopped him, the writing was unintelligible
Being direct only got him a massive headache as Brain-Jacker threatened to rip his brain apart. Nothing was working and he was running out of ideas. What could he do? This quirk was unlike anything he'd ever seen. It was like several quirks in one! Possession, memory-reading, brainwashing, slimy transformation. It was insanely powerful and wasn't something he could punch or even outsmart.
Momo and Ochaco were perfect imitations of their non-brainwashed selves. No one was the wiser as the day went on, and even Izuku had trouble remembering the truth at times.
Izuku was brought out of his thoughts as Shoto tapped his shoulder again.
"Huh?"
"I was asking if you'd found a place to do your work study. Bakugou and I have to go to the remedial lessons for our provisional licenses soon. Thought I'd ask before I went."
"Oh. Well, not yet. I've kind of been… distracted."
"Ah. That's right. You and the others have been getting your feet wet with hero work first right? You, Tenya, Yaoyorozu and Uraraka fought some sexual deviant the other day right?"
"Sort of. We mostly just chased them off."
"Don't reveal too much, Izuku. Or I'll scramble your brain."
"I'm not!"
"You're not what?" Shoto asked, confused.
"O-oh. Um. Don't worry about it."
Izuku wanted to worry about and think about their work studies, but with Brain-Jacker in not only his own head, but in the heads of two of his good friends, he just couldn't bring himself to care as much as he probably should. He had called Gran Torino, and had already been told that wasn't going to happen. But maybe All Might knew of some other hero he could ask.
He decided to go ask All Might about work studies, if only to stop thinking about Brain-Jacker for a little bit.