Izuku gave a grunt as he ejaculated into his hand, thick white jets of cum absolutely soaking his palm and dripping onto the floor below.
He looked down at the mess in utter shame and humiliation. He couldn't believe he had been turned into this so easily. Brain-Jacker was messing with him, he knew it. He'd never had such frequent erections before. Never had such an overwhelming urge to orgasm either. He'd taken to masturbating frequently to get rid of the urges, just so he wouldn't do something like what had happened with Mina again.
He had never felt less like a hero than right now.
He grabbed a tissue and wiped away the evidence of his act, tossing it into a trashcan with a pile of similar refuse.
With a sigh, he used the calm after his orgasm to think a little more clearly. He needed to get rid of Brain-Jacker… but how? He needed a way to extract her. Just remove her completely. Did someone have a quirk that could do that? Considering the control over Momo and Ochaco that she had, she was definitely touching the brain at the very least. Could he somehow get Midnight to put all three of them asleep? Then… get a surgeon or something?
No, that wouldn't work. Just because they would fall asleep didn't mean Brain-Jacker would fall asleep. For all Izuku knew she could just latch on to Midnight. Though… he could at least test it out next time they were out on the field with her. He decided it was worth seeing if Brain-Jacker was susceptible to Midnight's quirk. But having a surgeon dig her out? That would be highly dangerous.
He began thinking some more, of various ways to get her to leave. The thoughts ranged from a vacuum in the ear, to giving himself brain-freeze. They were all ridiculous, but he felt he was running out of options.
He was brought out of his thoughts by the ringing of his cellphone. With a heavy sigh he looked at the caller ID. He was brought out of his funk just a bit at seeing it was All Might. He answered it, hoping the conversation would make him forget about Brain-Jacker for a while.
"Hey All Might! What's up?"
"Young Midoriya, good evening. I just wanted to let you know I've gotten you a work study."
"W-Whaa? Really?! That's great! Thank you so much All Might!"
"Easy, you don't have to shout. And you're welcome. I know I said I was against these work studies… and I still am. But I'd feel bad if I could do something and I didn't. Not to mention, what kind of mentor would I be, huh?"
"I wonder what your relationship with All Might is? Why does he dote on you and not the others? A lot of favoritism going your way. Not very professional, is it?"
Izuku's blood ran cold. He realized something he'd known before, but only now understood. Brain-Jacker couldn't read his mind. But she could very much hear everything Izuku heard. She could see everything he saw. His secrets were secret only for a limited time.
He swallowed nervously, thinking desperately of a way to warn All Might. Suddenly, an idea struck him. And for the first time in the past couple days, he smiled.
"H-Hey All Might. This reminds me of something. You remember the time you teamed up with Inferno to take down Mecha Mask? That was so awesome!"
"…young Midoriya, I don't see how-"
"But it really sucked when Inferno was captured. I mean, I'm glad you were there to help him, like you're helping me… but still, its just too bad Mecha Mask got there first you know?"
"…young Midoriya, how is that-"
"S-sorry, All Might sometimes I forget how confusing I can be sometimes. Especially when it comes to the finer details of recollecting your past battles. But I'm just a big fan, you know?"
"Yes, I'm aware. *sigh* you should probably take it down a notch though. At least when we're talking in private."
"Yeah… that actually reminds me of your battle with Paranoia."
"-I'm not paranoid."
"I meant the villainess, All Might."
"Oh. Yeah well-"
Suddenly, Toshinori started to understand what his student was actually trying to say. Paranoia had had a quirk which allowed her to hear and see everything one selected target did for up to five days. She had used it in her work as an assassin for hire. Mecha Mask had been a rare quirkless villain, who nonetheless had exceeded in his ability to create mechanical weapons. One such weapon, was a mind-controller that latched onto the back of the neck. Inferno had been caught by one, which resulted in All Might having to face his comrade in battle.
Those two incidents had nothing to do with the work studies, though Toshinori could see something else. Young Midoriya was acting unusual. He wouldn't have picked those two incidents at random. He was trying to tell him something.
"-I suppose its just been a while since my glory days. You always were a bright young man. I suppose this is quite similar to some of my past exploits. Especially the incident with Dr. Mime."
"Yawn. You two are so boring. No wonder you two get along so well. Guess you're his favorite, huh, fanboy? Thought All-Might was above having favorites, though. Guess not."
"Yeah, All Might. I'd say it's exactly like that."
Toshinori felt his heart skip a beat. That was confirmation, he was sure of it. There was no Dr. Mime. Midoriya would have known that.
"Do you have time to talk about it?"
"No, not today, All Might. But I'm glad you want to. Truth is I just feel like we should probably talk business."
That confirmed it. He was being watched and listened to. Had he been kidnapped? No. Most likely he would have mentioned some other incidents. Mecha Mask and Paranoia… He was being controlled? If so, not completely. But perhaps it was similar in some way. Perhaps a quirk that was making it possible to listen in on his conversations… and was gathering blackmail to make him turn against UA?
"Yeah, you're probably right. Maybe I can talk about my glory days to the rest of the staff. You don't think they'd mind, do you Young Midoriya?"
"Not at all! I think it's a great idea!"
So, he wanted the rest of the staff to know he was being watched. Good. Now to see if he was fine with them monitoring him through the video surveillance system.
"I actually think I have that battle on video. Maybe I should watch it sometime."
There was a pause in the conversation, and Toshinori wondered if he'd pressed his luck. Had whoever been listening in on their conversation caught on? Suddenly the silence was interrupted by Midoriya, who didn't sound as sure of himself.
"That's fine. Just… don't get too close to the television. It could hurt your eyes."
Toshinori's eyes narrowed. So, whatever was watching Midoriya was dangerous enough that he didn't want the staff to become targets. He didn't want it to be obvious that they were watching. What on earth was ahold of Midoriya? Was it the league of Villains? Could he risk asking about it further? There were too many unknowns.
He needed to set up a meeting with the other teachers as soon as possible. And he needed to get Midoriya isolated as soon as possible. Thankfully, there was a perfect opportunity for that.
"Thanks for the tip, young Midoriya. I am getting older after all. I was going to talk to you about who your work study is with. Is now a good time?"
"I think so."
Toshinori wasn't sure if this was a good idea, but Midoriya didn't seem to think it was too dangerous.
"I called in a favor with Mirko, the Rabbit Hero. She'll be expecting you Saturday."
There was a long pause on the other end of the line. Toshinori wondered if something had gone wrong.
"That's great! Mirko is the number 7 hero in all of Japan! And the top ranking woman! She's amazing! I've been following her ever since her debut!"
Toshinori gave a heavy sigh. That wasn't code. That was just Midoriya being his usual fanboy self.
"Oh, but All Might, I'm busy Saturday."
That was curious. Was that code for something? Was he being forced to go somewhere by someone?
"Is that so? Busy with what?"
"-I have a date with Ashido."
Toshinori nearly fell over in his seat.
Where had that come from? Was it code? Was Ashido in trouble too? Or was he actually dating her? It was an odd combination… no, not really that odd. She was exuberant and energetic; he was shy and withdrawn. He'd seen that combination before. It wasn't too strange, he supposed. But he hadn't picked up on the two of them having any kinds of feelings for each other at all. When did this happen and why?
Toshinori immediately began suspecting that this was Midoriya trying to tell him something.
"Is, uh- is that so? Well, hmm. I'm very happy for you young Midoriya. I wonder… if this reminds you of any more or my adventures?"
There was a pause.
"…no. Not really."
So, it wasn't code. Still, he could use this to his advantage.
"Where are you two going on Saturday? Do you know?"
"Y-yeah, we're going to the Arcade closest to UA."
"Hm. Is that so? The one located by the pretzel place in the mall?"
"Yeah! That's the one!"
Toshinori smiled. That was all the information he needed.
"Well, I won't keep you any longer Midoriya. I'll let Mirko know you'll need to meet her some other time. Good luck on your date."
"O-oh. Thank you All Might!"
"No problem."
As Toshinori hung up, he began to run the possible scenarios in his head. Midoriya felt the need to speak in code. That meant that the conversation had been monitored, or at least Midoriya's side of it. He had brought up the incident with Inferno and Mecha Mask, implying some kind of ability to take over people's minds or bodies. He had also brought up Paranoia, a villainess who could see and hear everything her victims did for five days. At the very base, he was trying to tell him that he was under someone's control, and that that same someone could see and hear what he was doing.
The questions that remained unanswered were who, how, and why. The why, was largely irrelevant. But the how and who were questions that needed answering. Was this the work of some kind of quirk? Or was Midoriya being blackmailed and threatened in more mundane ways? Was he being spied on with a quirk, or was someone watching him through other means? It was impossible to know with the information he had.
With haste, he began dialing Principal Nezu.
Izuku let go of a breath he hadn't realized he was holding. He had finally made some headway against Brain-Jacker. He didn't know what All Might could realistically do, but if he was going to contact the rest of the staff, they might be able to figure something out.
He was conflicted on the fact that they'd be monitoring him. He'd rather they didn't see the embarrassing stuff he was made to do. But it couldn't be helped. To save Momo and Ochaco, he needed to be able to suffer a little humiliation. Sadly, he realized they'd be humiliated to. Their teachers would see them doing such unseemly things.
He was intensely lucky that Brain-Jacker couldn't read male minds. Otherwise, there would be no hope.
"Finally! You can be really boring sometimes. Luckily I came into your life~"
"You are the bane of my existence."
"Pssh. If it wasn't for me, you'd have lost your virginity in your 30's."
"There's nothing wrong with that!"
Their conversation was one they'd had so many times. Izuku felt annoyed at having to defend basic goodness. Brain-Jacker was obsessed with sex, beyond Mineta in every regard. She never talked about herself or her past, but Izuku had the feeling she'd done almost everything at some point or another. She was a thrill-seeking villain, her only desire to enjoy sex in strange ways. But as far as he could discern, she'd come to enjoy one particular fetish the most.
Forced partners.
Izuku, under the pretense of simple masturbation, had gone to some… more illicit sites. He was somewhat ashamed of himself, but he justified it by saying he was discovering just what his parasite was likely to force him to do. Unsurprisingly, he had found that she enjoyed rape. Rape, reverse rape, reverse gangbang, and forced partners were the acts that she seemed to respond to the most. She liked the gentler pictures, which was a relief. But it still made Izuku wary that she wasn't content with just ruining his, Momo, and Ochaco's life. She would try and add others. On that he was certain. The only question was, how far could she spread herself before she became too thin?
He hoped it wasn't too far.
Izuku snapped out of his thoughts as his phone went off.
It was Momo. He answered it, knowing what was coming, but dreading it anyway.
"Hello?"
"Hey Izuku! Guess what I just heard?"
Brain-Jacker always did this, pretending she was the girls. He knew from experience it didn't matter if he called her out. In fact, lately she'd punish him if he did.
"What did you hear?" he said with an exasperating sigh.
"You're going on a date with Mina on Saturday, right? That's so great! She's a really cute girl. I just wanted to congratulate you."
"O-oh. Thank you, Yaoyorozu."
"Izuku~ Call me Momo, ok? I told you already."
"Right, right, sorry. I just forgot."
"Anyway… I really wanted to congratulate you in person. Ochaco too. So, could you meet up today?"
Izuku swallowed. He knew what that meant.
"…do I have to?"
"Well~ we'd be really sad if you didn't."
"Got it. Where do you want to meet?"
"Aw, don't act so glum, Izuku! We just want to congratulate you on your first date! Meet us at the mall, ok? We'll be waiting for you!"
"Th-thanks, Yao-er… Momo."
"No problem, Izuku. We'll see you soon~."
"Yeah, s-see you soon."
Izuku arrived at the mall with deep apprehension. He knew that he was about to do something sinful, he just didn't know what exactly it would be. He found Momo and Ochaco easily enough, they were standing near each other talking amicably. They were both wearing normal clothing at least, Brain-Jacker hadn't made them do anything out of character, thank goodness. He had been afraid that she would make them do something embarrassing.
He waved over to them as naturally as he could, approaching rather wearily. They both gave him inconspicuous smiles as they returned his wave. Ochaco was the first to speak.
"Hey, Izuku! You're looking healthy. Any cool news going on with you? Other than landing a date with such a cute girl, that is!"
"Oh, um. No. Not really."
Momo smiled downward at him as she approached his left side, hooking an arm.
"We thought it might be fun if we helped you prepare for your date today. After all, first impressions matter quite a bit, wouldn't you say?"
"Yeah, Deku. You need to show Mina a good time. We'll help you out, okay? I know you get nervous around pretty girls."
"W-what makes you say that?"
The two girls giggled as they each latched on to an arm.
"Because you're nervous now, Izuku." Momo said with a smile.
"I'm nervous because you're going to make me do evil things again…"
"Love isn't evil, Izuku."
Izuku shot back, defiant.
"Rape isn't love, Brain-Jacker."
Suddenly, Izuku felt Ochaco grip his arm tightly. She leaned into his ear, a disturbing smile on her face.
"Don't say my name out loud unless you want to die. I can have Ochaco float you into the atmosphere before I have Momo commit a murder suicide. Understand?"
Izuku swallowed, and cast his eyes downward.
"I understand."
Momo was helpless as Brain-Jacker guided Izuku into the mall, the threat of her words hanging not only above Izuku's head, but Momo's as well. There had to be weaknesses to her quirk somehow. A time limit or a limit to how many people she could control. Maybe she even had to sleep? She wouldn't tell them if so.
As usual, Momo was just along for the ride. She would sigh if she could.
"Hey. Momo."
What do you want?
"You wanted control, right? Here you go."
It felt like a sudden jolt, as if she had been going at a great speed and came to an abrupt stop. It reminded her a great deal of waking up after a dream.
"What? You-"
Her mouth closed suddenly against her will.
"Here's the deal. I'm going to give you back control as long as you do what I tell you. You don't have to be stuck in your mind anymore, just watching me have fun. You get to do it yourself~. The rules for today are thus. You have to give Izuku a handjob and a blowjob before you leave the mall. That's it. I'll leave everything else up to you. If you fail… well, I won't kill you, but some of the more fun videos I've taken are going to be ending up on the internet. Oh! And feel free to tell him you're you. I won't mind. Of course, if you do…" she chuckled, "Then you and he won't have the solace of blaming me for being such a good cocksucker."
Immediately, Momo regretted being released. She realized now what Brain-Jacker had meant before about giving her control. She wasn't truly giving control, she only wanted to see how far she could push Momo. What could she make her do? Momo felt sick. This was so wrong.
Briefly, she thought that maybe she should let Brain-Jacker put the videos online. It would ruin her career… and her life… but maybe it was worth it if she kept Izuku from having to deal with anymore trauma…
"I can hear your thoughts, you know. And you can refuse if you want. But I think we both know Izuku wouldn't want you ruining your life for him. And from one girl to another, a blowjob from a pretty girl like you isn't going to be traumatic. Good on you for actually thinking about someone else for once though"
Momo's face got red as she got angry. Brain-Jacker was just messing with her.
But almost as soon as the anger came, Momo became distracted by the despondent crestfallen face of Izuku. He held his head down and straight ahead, avoided looking at either her or Ochaco. But that didn't stop Momo from noticing the tears falling from his chin.
Her heart ached for him.
"What a selfish boy, crying like that. You and Ochaco are the one's suffering. He's just getting free pussy out of it."
Shut up! Just shut up! You're awful! Evil! Disgusting! Don't you dare criticize him! You don't have the right!
Suddenly, and without warning, she held Izuku in a tender embrace. Ochaco let go of the other arm easily, not putting up a fuss. Izuku tensed up, afraid that this was another ploy by Brain-Jacker. Momo wasn't sure what to say to let Izuku know it was alright. That she was in control of herself again, for the most part…
Abruptly, her embrace was returned. Izuku's tears ceased, and he looked into her eyes with determination.
"Yaoyorozu, I promise… this will end soon. Just hold on, ok?"
His voice was flimsy, unsure of itself. But his eyes were full of conviction.
She smiled.
"Ok. I believe you."
The two of them were met with a third embrace from Ochaco, who's expression had changed a great deal from its earlier disturbing smile. Instead, she was just a very nervous girl with tearful eyes.
"I believe you too, Deku!"
Ochaco Uraraka Stood a prisoner in her own body as she was forced to watch Momo and Izuku embrace. At first, she thought Brain-Jacker was making a move. But the way Momo held Izuku… it wasn't in a sexual fervor. It was as if she were comforting him. Ochaco realized at once that it wasn't the nefarious villain, but the real Momo Yaoyorozu.
And sadly, what came to her mind was not elation. But the poisonous words that Brain-Jacker had instilled in her much earlier. If Brain-Jacker wasn't in the way… would Deku choose Momo over her? Their situation was horrible, and no one was to blame for the events that occurred save the villainess. But still, Ochaco's insecurities bubbled to the top. And she felt an intense jealousy that Momo had been freed, and that Deku was holding her.
She was ashamed of her feelings; she knew they were wrong. But she still couldn't help feeling that way.
"Oh, how interesting. Are you wanting freedom, Ochaco? I can give you freedom. But there are conditions you know."
Ochaco hesitated, but only for a moment.
What do you want me to do?
"I want you to watch."
W-what?
"Momo and Deku are going to do some naughty things. You don't have to. But… I want you to watch. Get a good eyeful of them going at it. If you do that, I'll let you have control for the rest of the day."
Ochaco wasn't sure what to make of the instructions. She just wanted Ochaco to watch? She didn't have to do anything? Why? What was she playing at?
"Just to let you know, you can do some sexy things if you want. You just don't have to."
Sudden realization hit her. Brain-Jacker was just trying to make her jealous. Jealous of being blackmailed and threatened. She couldn't believe the audacity of the parasitic villainess! How dare she?!
"Hey, if you don't think it'll work, then take the deal. Because If I take control today, you're going to lose your anal virginity. And trust me, its not as pleasant as the pornos make it out to be."
You're disgusting. I'll take control you… you… bitch!
"Ooh, Ochaco's bringing out the curse words! Must be getting mad~"
And so Brain-Jacker released control.
The three heroes in training walked together aimlessly, each bearing a gloomy expression as each contemplated their misfortune. Momo and Ochaco had let go of Izuku's arms, instead hugging themselves closely as they processed what they had to do. Izuku found it hard to look either of them in the eye, now convinced that they were truly back in control of themselves… and that they had experienced everything that their bodies had done when under Brain-Jacker's control.
On one end, he was glad that they weren't angry at him. That they didn't hate him. But on the other, he was saddened that the experiences would forever haunt their relationships. Forced or not, they couldn't look at each other without remembering the humiliation and embarrassment. He wanted to say something, anything, to put them at ease. But he wasn't very talented at talking. And nothing came to his mind anyway. He wanted to tell them that he had made contact with All Might, that the teachers were informed and that the nightmare would end soon. But he couldn't. Brain-Jacker could hear and see everything they did, and Izuku was afraid of what she may do if she discovered what he had done.
A small memory came to him, then. Of the times he'd come home from school with tears in his eyes. And his mom was always there to comfort him with a small bowl of ice cream. It never really made anything better, but it helped him forget about the bullying for a little while. It helped him remember that there was someone who cared about him.
"H-Hey, Yaoyorozu, Uraraka… I want to do something before we have to… you know."
"That's fine with me Midoriya." Momo said despondently.
"Yeah, Deku. We aren't exactly in a hurry either…" Ochaco added.
He brought the three of them to the food court, and bought them each an ice cream to enjoy while they discussed their plans for the rest of the day. Momo got matcha ice cream, and Ochaco got strawberry. Izuku got himself vanilla as they found a table to talk about their next actions.
The three sat in silence as they ate. Though after a few moments, the thick atmosphere was cut by Izuku.
"So, what are we supposed to do now?"
Yaoyorozu took another bite of her ice cream as she shifted her eyes away from Izuku, unable to look him in the eye as she explained what she was required to do.
"Brain-Jacker says I'm allowed to do whatever I wish… so long as I-um." Her face burned scarlet, "Give you a, uh… a blowjob and, a… handjob."
Izuku wasn't sure what to say, so he said nothing. He rubbed the back of his head as he nervously looked over to Ochaco.
"Uraraka, w-what is she making you do?"
The normally bubbly girl was in deep thought, wondering what she should say. As embarrassing as it was to admit, she was wondering, if only slightly, Brain-Jacker… had a point. What would Izuku's feelings be if Momo was the one he was most intimate with? They were being forced, and it was awful, but… what if it still led to something?
She shook her head, ashamed of her thoughts.
"She said I don't have to do anything… b-but watch."
"Watch?" Yaoyorozu said.
"S-she wants me to watch you and Deku. O-other than that I don't have to do anything."
Izuku and Momo both had their faces turn red at her words, and found themselves unable to look each other in the eye.
Izuku's mind began to work its usual magic, wondering why Ochaco was being forced not to have sex with him while being forced to watch. Was she using Ochaco as a proxy for herself? Brain-Jacker certainly had a voyeuristic side to her. But she also had the advantage of feeling the same things as her hosts. So, what was the point in making Ochaco hang back?
Meanwhile, Momo began to think of answers herself. Though she had some certain knowledge that Izuku lacked. Namely, the confessions she'd overheard. Though her own body had been made to lie on her behalf, she wondered if Ochaco's body had been made to tell the truth. Did Ochaco actually have feelings for Midoriya? Was that why Brain-Jacker was forcing her to watch another woman do such… unseemly things to him? If so, that was exceedingly cruel.
Though it did remind her of two other things. Asui's crush, which seemed legitimate. And the fact that Izuku was going on a date with Ashido.
She blinked, and reminded herself to call Midoriya by his surname.
She cleared her throat to get the attention of Izuku. Er, Midoriya.
"Midoriya, we were eating lunch the other day with the other girls, and we had a rather interesting conversation. Mostly having to do with you going on a date with Ashido?"
"Oh. Y-yeah. That's kind of an embarrassing story…"
"Did Brain-Jacker take her over too?" Momo asked, concerned.
"Wha? No! Thank goodness! She just made me do a lot of embarrassing stuff. Then at the end of it, she… she said she'd kill me if I didn't- if I didn't-" he thought better of telling them what Brain-Jacker's original demand had been, "ask her on a date. I was really surprised she said yes, to be honest."
"Well, that's not too bad then. Maybe Ochaco and I really can help you prepare for the date. I've never done something like it before. It could be fun."
"Y-yeah. We can pick out an outfit and uh… other stuff?" Ochaco added, also in unfamiliar waters.
"Thanks guys, but I mean… Ashido is nice and I like her, as a friend I mean! But I was just kind of forced to ask her out…"
Momo laid a hand on top of his in a comforting gesture.
"Let us help anyway. It'll take our minds off of… other things."
Izuku didn't have the heart to deny her. He simply smiled and nodded.
Ochaco couldn't help but feel slightly jealous. She shook her head, banishing those ridiculous feelings and smiling. She added her hand to Momo's and Izuku's.
"Yeah. I'd like to act normal for a while. And you know, this'll be a good experience, for when you date someone you want to date…"
Izuku still felt apprehensive about the whole thing, but if it would help Ochaco and Momo, then he supposed he could try treating this like a real outing. Though it was strained, he smiled at both of them.
"W-well, I don't mind telling you guys this. I-Ive never been on a date before. So, I'm not really sure what I'm supposed to do…"
"The ice cream is a good start, I think." Momo said, slightly stroking her chin. "I've never really been on a date either… but I have read about it, and I think sharing treats is a good way to set the mood and allow for conversation between participants."
Ochaco's cheeks were a little pink, embarrassed to talk about this sort of thing with Deku. But… it was nice to think about something other than Brain-Jacker.
"Yeah! I've never been on a date either… but starting with ice cream is a good idea."
Izuku, Momo, and Ochaco continued talking about possibilities and solutions to problems that, compared to their current situation, seemed quite mundane. From what to wear, how to style his hair, and even to how long a date usually lasted.
Izuku had been embarrassed to admit he'd never been on a date before, but was almost immediately comforted by the fact that his friends had never been on dates either. Himself, he understood. But two beautiful girls like Ochaco and Momo?
As they finished their ice cream and began to head towards a few clothing stores to get Izuku a new outfit, he brought this up, curious why the two girls had never gone on a date before. After all, surely guys were asking them out all the time?
Ochaco twirled a bit of her hair around her finger, embarrassed at the question.
"W-well, I got asked out a few times in middle school I guess… but I didn't really know them and my dad said I wasn't allowed to date until high school. And I've been a little busy trying to be a hero, you know?"
Momo smiled at her.
"I'm jealous, Uraraka. I've never even been asked."
Both Izuku and Ochaco seemed shocked at that.
Izuku was the first to find his tongue.
"R-really, Yaoyorozu? But you're so- um… Well I mean, that's really surprising."
"Do you think so?" She said, one eyebrow quirked.
"Yeah, I mean, with how pretty you are… I guess I just thought you got asked out all the time."
Izuku didn't really seem to even realize what he had said, both Momo and Ochaco blushing at his comment. Momo decided to shift the topic ever so slightly away from her.
"W-well, I mean, just because we don't have a lot of experience doesn't mean we can't give it our best! I've read a lot of books about it, and I think Ashido would be really understanding anyway. If Brain-Jacker wasn't influencing her… then she was actually interested in you Izuku. So, I think no matter what she would like what you did. T-that's what I think anyway."
"Thanks, Yaoyorozu. That means a lot. To be honest, though… I just want to make sure Ashido stays safe from a certain… somebody."
Ochaco stopped walking for a moment, as she realized something.
"Yao-Momo… you called him Izuku."
Momo paused for a moment, as did Izuku. She hadn't even realized. It had seemed so natural.
"I-I'm sorry Midoriya. I didn't even think-"
He interrupted her.
"It's alright."
He then turned to both of them, a determined look on his face.
"As long as it isn't… you know who, forcing you. I don't mind. I-In fact, if it helps, I encourage it! After all, we're friends, aren't we?"
Momo returned his gaze with a smile, her fist clenched in the same determination.
"Then… please call me Momo."
"And call me Ochaco! I mean, its not fair that I call you Deku and you call me by my last name, right? So… return the favor, okay?"
Izuku looked at them both with a sad smile on his face; the corner of his eyes already pooling tears. He wiped them away before they could fall, however. He quickly remembered having to call them by their first names when Brain-Jacker had forced them into that threesome, and how guilty he'd felt. The forced intimacy had really been driven home. With this, though… it lightened his heart just a bit. Even despite what they were going through, they didn't hate him.
He was lucky to have such good friends.
None of the three noticed the sound of content laughter deep within their minds.
The three young teens found themselves in a local department store, looking for new clothes. It wasn't something Izuku really wanted to do. But Momo had insisted that one look their very best when on a date, and Izuku's wardrobe mostly consisted of t-shirts. T-shirts that often read 'morning shirt', 'sleeping shirt', 'work-out shirt' and so on. Ochaco joked that they should get him a new shirt that read 'date shirt' but Momo was unimpressed.
Izuku found himself helplessly dragged into store after store as Ochaco and Momo picked out different outfits for him to try on. From much too formal suits, to tuxedos, to fancy jackets, and other such outfits that all felt far too much like overkill.
Izuku was entering the third shop before he wondered if girls just liked shopping for the fun of it. It would have been funny if he hadn't been entirely inexperienced with women. Well, beyond the horrors of the past few days.
In this shop, Izuku decided to simply sit down by the changing rooms as Ochaco and Momo went out to find him some more clothes.
As the two rummaged through a rack of dress shirts, Momo's thoughts returned to the task that Brain-Jacker had given her. And, it returned to the tasks that weren't given to Ochaco. Now that they were out of earshot of Izuku, she wanted to confirm her suspicions. Brain-Jacker had been quiet for a good time now, and she hoped that the villainess would remain so. She imagined that Brain-Jacker might stop this conversation, but she was going to try and talk to her friend regardless.
As much as she felt sorry for Izuku, she felt equally sorry for Ochaco. Maybe more so if the girl had feelings for Izuku as she expected.
"Uraraka?"
She perked up from a pair of jeans she had been eyeing.
"Oh? Yao-Momo, you can call me Ochaco too if you want… I won't mind."
"Oh, that's very kind of you… you can call me Momo too, if you want. I wanted to ask something. You don't have to answer if I cross a line though. So please forgive me if I'm out of line."
Ochaco waved her hand.
"With what we've been forced to do, I don't know if anything you say could really be considered over a line. That… that evil witch made us do those things, for those blackmail videos. So, I don't even know what lines there are to cross anymore. I'm sure she'll find them though…"
Momo took a deep breath.
"Do you like Izuku?"
Time seemed to stop for Ochaco as her face burned scarlet and her eyes nearly popped out of her skull. Even with all of the horrible things she had been forced to do, in the end she was still a very innocent girl with a crush, and having it exposed was just as embarrassing now as it would have been before. Her heart beat in her chest with a loud thumping, becoming the only thing she could hear. Ochaco could see that Momo was waiting for a response, but her chest tightened and she felt unable to speak. Several moments passed as her nerves calmed only slightly.
She reminded herself that she had done much more humiliating things. That she had shared experiences with Momo that no one else would ever understand, and that the two of them were in this situation together even more so than Izuku. If Momo was asking this question, then it wasn't to hurt her. Brain-Jacker already knew. She was already planning mischief around it.
She swallowed her fear and apprehension and with a curt nod, responded in a small voice.
"Yes."
Ochaco wasn't sure what she expected. But the sudden embrace from Momo, was not something she had considered. The embarrassment she felt was replaced by confusion as she was held tightly by a teary-eyed Momo.
"I-I am so sorry, Ochaco! I am so deeply truly sorry!"
Ochaco tentatively returned Momo's hug.
"Don't… don't be sorry."
"I chose Izuku! I'm sorry! This is my fault!"
Ochaco couldn't help but feel confused. She chose Izuku? What did that mean? Brain Jacker gave her a choice? Was this a trick by the heinous parasitic villainous? What would be the point? Just to mess with her? The tears falling from Momo's face seemed too real to Ochaco to be a trick. She held Momo and patted her back in comfort, still confused by her words.
"Momo, what are you talking about?"
Momo let go of Ochaco and stood back, wiping her tears free as she gathered herself.
"…when Brain-Jacker took me over… she offered me a choice between Izuku and Todoroki. I- I didn't want to involve anyone else, so I chose Izuku… I'm sorry! If I knew you liked him-"
Ochaco interrupted.
"Don't be ridiculous! If you had involved Todoroki, then it'd just be more trouble! I-I don't like what's happened… but don't go blaming yourself! Its Brain-Jacker's fault, and hers only! No one else's!"
And as quick as Momo had embraced Ochaco, Ochaco returned the embrace.
"Don't ever blame yourself, Momo. Ever!"
The two girls, for the first time, felt like they weren't alone. They had been trapped within their own bodies for close to a week now, unable to talk to anyone. They couldn't help but feel closer, as sisters in battle, for going through such a horrible experience together.
Izuku was blissfully left alone to his thoughts for the first time in a long time.
For whatever reason, Brain-Jacker was remaining silent. Though Izuku was obviously suspicious of the villainess's motivations, he was glad for the peace in the moment. It allowed him to continue thinking of ways to get rid of her before she caused more damage.
Getting the word out to All Might wasn't enough, he knew. They may eventually figure it out, but even with constant monitoring of Ochaco and Momo, Brain-Jacker's acting skills were flawless. Izuku would have to be caught actually doing something lewd for them to understand. Even then, it wouldn't automatically lend to the fact that they were being held hostage by a body-snatching villain. Then, even if they did find that out… how would they get rid of her? It wasn't like they could brain jack Brain-Jacker…
Like a bolt of lightning, he realized that was exactly something they could do! Shinso could brain jack Brain-Jacker! He gripped his hair in his palms and held his head in frustration as he wondered why he hadn't thought of that before! If he could pass on the message to Shinso somehow, then he could order Brain-Jacker to leave the bodies of her victims. The only question was how to pass it on?
Suddenly there was an announcement that the mall was closing soon. Izuku hadn't realized how late it was getting. He got up to go get Momo and Ochaco, still thinking about how to reach Shinso. He knew he could write things down without Brain-Jacker stopping him so long as he wasn't looking at his writing. Maybe his only hope was to just practice until he could write legibly under those circumstances?
As he looked about for his two friends, he found them with one last outfit, a dreary look on their faces.
"Hey guys. They're going to close the mall soon. So, we better get going."
Momo looked at him with a slight frown on her face.
"R-right. Well, we have one last outfit for you to try on. So, let's go to the changing rooms okay?"
Izuku wasn't sure why they had to do that, quirking his head to the side in confusion.
"Huh? No. Its ok. I'll just buy them and-"
Ochaco gripped his wrist, and looked into his eyes with sad yet determined expression.
"Deku, c'mon. You know w-what we have to do before we leave…"
All at once Izuku remembered. He had forgotten for some blessed minutes what Brain-Jacker's task was for them. What Momo had been tasked to do before they left the mall. He swallowed, looking over the two with his own miserable expression to match theirs. He looked about to see if anyone was around, and thankfully, no one was.
He followed the two girls to the changing room. All three of them silent as the grave.
As he slipped in first, he was followed by Momo, and then by Ochaco. He questioned briefly if it wouldn't be better if Ochaco waited outside as a watchman, but was then curtly reminded that she had been ordered to watch them.
All three of them had their cheeks burning as they closed the door and the situation started to really sink in. Even if they were given some small amount of freedom, they were just as much under Brain-Jacker's control as that first day in Izuku's room.
No one spoke or moved.
Another announcement came through the intercom that the mall was closing in 30 minutes.
"I-I guess I s-should start." Momo said, swallowing nervously as she got on her knees.
She reminded herself that although she hadn't been in charge of her body at the time, she had done this before. She took a deep breath as she looked up into Izuku's eyes, hoping that this didn't become more awkward than it needed to be.
Izuku's hands gripped into fists, his knuckles turning white as he looked down at Momo's eyes. They seemed to be pleading, yet he didn't know what he was supposed to do. He couldn't just go along with this could he?
"H-hey, wait! I haven't heard anything from… you-know-who… maybe she's asleep? Or recharging? If that's the case, maybe we can just leave!"
Momo shook her head. Her eyes briefly downcast as she gripped her hands together nervously.
"No, she can read our memories. Even if she was, which I don't think she is. She'd know. And then… and then…" she couldn't finish her sentence, the possibilities terrifying her.
Ochaco couldn't help but feel awkward just standing in the corner, watching the exchange. Was she really just supposed to stand there? Watching?
The three continued in silence, the tension only building.
The mall announced that they were closing in 25 minutes.
"Okay, I-Izuku. Here we go. Okay? It'll- It'll be over soon."
Momo reached out to Izuku's belt with shaking hands. He stopped her, however, before she could continue. With a shaking voice, and trembling body, he told her that he would do it. With a nod, she slunk her hands back into her lap and waited. Izuku steadied himself, and unbuckled his pants. He held his breath as they slid between his ankles, revealing his underwear to the two girls.
He knew, technically, they'd had sex before. But it had been easy to compartmentalize. Especially considering that he could just tell himself it was Brain-Jacker, and not actually Momo and Ochaco. But right now, with their reactions, with the conversations they had had, and the situation really sunk in, his nerves were hopelessly frayed. Was he really going to have to expose himself to two of his close friends? To the girl he liked? He was. And there wasn't anything he could do about it.
He felt humiliated just in his boxer shorts. Now he was going to have to show them his manhood?
Hurry up. You don't have much time left.
And there she was. He had hoped, just a bit, that she was asleep or dormant, or something. But no, he wasn't that lucky. If she was watching from his eyes, then she was watching from the girls' eyes too. And if they didn't do what they were told…
He gripped his boxer shorts, face red as a tomato, and yanked them down.
The two girls found their eyes instantly drawn to the dangling member of their good friend, his cock still flaccid, but just as lewd as they remembered.
Momo swallowed nervously as she leaned forward, Izuku's flaccid cock swinging hypnotically in front of her face.
"I-It seems…smaller than I remember."
Izuku mumbled a response as he hid his face in his hands.
"It-it gets b-bigger. I'm just-I'm just really nervous."
Momo couldn't help but keep her eyes locked on the swinging male appendage, strange feelings erupting within her. She flicked her eyes upwards, in hopes of meeting Izuku's eyes and making the entire experience a bit more personal. But he was too embarrassed and had hid his face in his hands. She refocused her eyes on his private place, now exposed, and tentatively reached out a hand to gently stroke it. As she brushed her finger against his cock, Izuku jumped.
She brought her hand back.
"I'm sorry! Did I hurt you?"
"N-no. I just- didn't expect it."
"Let me know if- I um, If I'm doing it right, okay? I've never done this before…"
Momo approached Izuku's cock with a more assuredness this time, the strange feeling in her chest increasing tenfold as she wrapped her hand around the soft pliable appendage. It was so… warm. It pulsed with life as well, twitching in her hand as she gently stroked it as if she were petting a cat. She felt horribly embarrassed, but also somewhat excited as well. Though she would never admit it.
However, to her embarrassed frustration, Izuku was simply not getting hard. She clenched her teeth. What was wrong? Why wasn't he getting hard? What was she doing wrong? She swallowed, ashamed but determined to get this done.
"I-Izuku. I need you to help me. I don't know what I'm doing."
Izuku, still red in the face, but no longer hiding behind his hands, nodded.
"Um. Well… its kind of embarrassing being the only one… exposing myself. I just feel kind of awkward."
"I see."
Momo took a deep breath as she began to take off her shirt. However, before she did, Ochaco stopped her.
"Wait, Momo. Since you have to… um. Y-you know. M-maybe I can- I can do that." She looked up at Izuku with her big brown eyes, and found him meeting her gaze with his own emerald orbs.
He had a hard time thinking clearly. Was Ochaco really going to do what he thought she was going to do?
"No, I think I need to. To get him excited f-for me. And I couldn't ask that of you." Momo continued to take off her shirt, revealing a lacy black bra holding her large firm breasts aloft.
However, that didn't seem to stop Ochaco.
"W-well, I don't want you doing this all by yourself. We're all in this together, okay? Besides… its not really fair if you and Deku have to expose yourselves and I just stand here."
With that, her shirt hit the floor, a simpler pink bra now within eyesight of her crush, who was now having a hard time keeping his eyes from the two pretty girls right in front of him. He tried to look away, but found Ochaco grabbing his face and turning him towards her.
"C'mon, Deku. I know it's embarrassing, but we need to do this quick ok? So… you need to look at us and g-get hard, ok? You need to look."
He could hardly believe the circumstances, two of the most beautiful girls in the world telling him he needed to look at them and get hard… he knew it was awful, but the hormones ravaging his system were delighted to hear those words.
"Izuku," Momo spoke softly, "Please look me in the eyes ok? It would make me feel a lot better about all this."
With apprehension clear on his face, he looked down, and felt his heart leap into his throat.
Momo had taken off her bra, leaving her topless and completely exposed. Her thin beautiful waist, taut stomach and bountiful breasts were on full display for him to enjoy. Her tits were larger than anyone else's in the class, and although he knew that, he didn't truly understand it until just now. They were perfectly round and firm, tantalizing in every way with perky nipples pointed upwards.
His breathing became heavy as he took in the sight. It wasn't the first time, but somehow it felt more like the first time. She looked up at him with eyes that weren't full of fear as his own had been, but of determination. He found himself staring into her eyes more than at her breasts. Had they always been that beautiful? So full of fire and warmth?
"Okay, that's um, that's good Izuku. Keep looking, okay? We'll get through this."
Momo briefly looked down at Izuku's member, which was starting to twitch and move, though it wasn't fully hard yet. She swallowed and steadied herself as she began stroking Izuku again. Once more she found herself somewhat enjoying the experience, as much as it humiliated herself to admit. His member was just so… lewd. So beautiful in its own strange way. It also excited her for reasons she couldn't explain to see it react to her. To her touch, to her half-naked body. She'd never really understood why some men couldn't seem to control themselves around women. But she thought, perhaps, if it was anything like she was feeling now, she could understand.
"Let me help."
Momo was startled by Ochaco kneeling next to her, also bereft of top and bra. Momo had never considered herself interested in women, not even really entertaining the idea. But for some reason, seeing Ochaco's breasts caused her cheeks to flush and the same strange feeling she had when looking at Izuku's cock.
They were actually on the larger end, not as big as Momo's, but not exactly modest. They weren't quite as perky, having a bit more droopiness. But at the same time, they were equally beautiful. Momo wasn't the only one staring, of course. A very red Izuku was looking down at both of them, drinking in their gorgeous forms with unhidden desire. He didn't even really realize he was leering as the two looked back up to him, apprehension on their faces. Seeing that look, Izuku frowned and looked away.
He shouldn't be enjoying this. It was wrong.
"Izuku," Momo chastised. "Please, look at me. Its more embarrassing when you don't"
"C'mon, Deku. Do it for us, okay? We know it's embarrassing." Ochaco said, placing a palm on his inner-thigh.
He flinched slightly at her touch.
"Its not just that! Its- I'm sorry, but I- I can't stop myself from…"
He trailed off, but Momo had an idea of what he meant. She was feeling it too.
"You're enjoying it, right? And you feel terrible for enjoying it. That's what you're trying to say?"
There was silence for a few moments as her words were digested by not only Izuku, but Ochaco too. Their faces burned the same color of scarlet. Izuku didn't deny her words, however. He only continued to close his eyes and look away.
It was announced that the mall would be closing in 20 minutes
"Listen, Izuku… I know how you're feeling. And I want you to know its okay. I- I'm enjoying it too. It's still wrong! But, those words Brain-Jacker put in my mouth… 'if I had to do this with someone, I'm glad its with you'… that's how I truly feel. I know you don't want to take advantage. But I mean…" Now it was Momo's turn to be embarrassed. "I'm getting a free show out of it too you know? You're very… nice... to look at…"
Ochaco didn't know why, but this sudden turn of things was churning a bubbling torrent of emotions within her. Besides the blackmail, threats, and sort-of-rape, she was also dealing with seeing her crush naked, and having sex with someone else. Normally, such a thing should have caused horrible jealousy. And she did feel that, somewhat, as she looked at how pretty Momo was without her top. But she was also feeling unbearably horny. The entire situation was getting her wet beyond belief, more aroused than she had ever really been. And seeing Momo get as embarrassed as Izuku was really… turning her on.
Still, the thought of being cuckolded like Brain-Jacker had suggested, brought out a competitive side to her. That's why she had decided to join them. She knew she didn't have to. But she also didn't want Momo and Izuku to develop feelings for each other despite the circumstances. Or at least, that's what she wanted a second ago. She wasn't sure what she was feeling now. But she knew one thing. She didn't want to be excluded.
She knew they were running out of time, and although Izuku was half-hard right now, he still wasn't at full mast. They didn't know what they were doing, she was 100% sure that a handjob was not petting a man's dick. But, thankfully, she had an idea. Momo's odd confession had given her courage to confess something of her own.
She stood up, and grabbed Izuku's face, and forced him to look her in the eyes. She swallowed nervously at the thought of what she was about to do.
"Deku, this isn't the best time- I know that. But- I just want you to know that- that I feel the same way as Momo! Brain-Jacker was the one speaking before, but- I really like you Deku! I really really like you! I have for a while now. And If I'm forced to do this, well-"
She kissed him.
Izuku's eyes went wide as he felt her lips touch his. They were so soft, so tender, so loving his mind went completely blank. His arms, before hanging at his side uncomfortably, wrapped around her instantly. He held her tight and kissed her back, a bolt of lightning surging through him, his anxiety melting away. He felt her luscious bountiful breasts press against his chest. His emotional whirlwind seemed to both calm and heighten in its intensity all at once.
His cock finally began to harden, and Momo found the sight glorious to behold. The soft pliable thing she had been playing with was turning turgid and red. It looked so enticing before, but now it was beginning to leak sexual fluids and pulse with vigor and she couldn't keep her eyes off of it. It looked so… beautiful. She didn't even think about what she was doing, while in a state of near-trance, she leaned forward, pressing her beautiful bosom against Izuku's testicles and thighs, and kissed it.
The soft delicate touch of Momo's lips to his cock was the one small sensation that Izuku just couldn't brush off, and as he moaned into Ochaco's lips, he bucked his hips and came. He didn't realize, but small sparks of electricity began to jump across his skin.
Momo was unprepared for the torrent of cum that blasted her in her face, soaking her and dripping all along her tits. Rope after rope of thick white cum pummeled her innocent face until she was coated in a thick layer of slimy ejaculate. Yet Izuku was still hard as ever as he continued making out with Ochaco.
As the two horny teens locked lips, neither seemed to notice Momo still on her knees, covered in Izuku's sperm. But she didn't mind too much. She noticed that Izuku, for some blessed reason, was still rock hard and throbbing. She felt that familiar desire inside of her yet again. She wanted to kiss it. She wanted to wrap her lips around it and have it cum straight down her throat.
She wrapped her arms around his legs and kissed Izuku's slimy cock without a care in the world. She happily swallowed the semen still on his cock with a very curious mind. What did cum taste like? What did Izuku's cum taste like? It was slimy, salty, and largely… that was it. Not too bad, not exactly delicious. But for reasons she couldn't quite understand, it was causing her to soak her underclothes, her pussy getting wetter and wetter as she bobbed her head up and down his shaft.
She wasn't alone in her arousal.
Ochaco, though all she was doing was kissing Izuku, felt her nether region begin to drool. Was kissing alone really making her this wet? She felt a horrible itch deep inside her, and without even thinking, snaked her fingers into her pants, lightly brushing her pussy. Though she had masturbated once or twice before… more so now with Brain-Jacker in charge of her actions, she had never felt the rush of euphoria that she feeling now. Izuku held her close, his clumsy kiss bliss to her.
Izuku's apprehensions, worries, and embarrassment had vanished completely with Ochaco's confession and kiss. His timidity had finally been pushed down by the sexual aggression of his two friends, who were now finally taking advantage of their sexuality. He broke his kiss with Ochaco as he opened his eyes and drank in her beauty.
From her flushed cheeks, to her sparkling amber eyes, to her amazing smile, he couldn't help but stare in awe. He let out a moan and closed his eyes briefly as he felt heaven engulf his cock. With a start, he caught sight of Momo, still on her knees and drenched in his cum. His heart beat faster as he saw her there, her bouncing breasts swinging to the motion of her head as she gave him a blowjob.
Izuku may not have had much experience, but he was certain of one thing… he really liked this. He liked it a lot. Momo, always stunning, seemed even more beautiful to his eyes coated in his frothy white sperm. He grunted and involuntarily let loose another powerful orgasm into her waiting mouth.
Jet after jet of ejaculate filled her mouth, and for a moment, she flinched not expecting it. But then she relaxed, and allowed Izuku to fill her fully with his semen. She swallowed dutifully as torrents of cum burst forth from his cock like a flood, a small trickle escaping the corner of her mouth. Deep in her mind, she knew it shouldn't be possible for anyone to produce this much cum. It was an obscene amount not humanly possible. But she was so enraptured in the feel and taste and lewdness of it all that the thought never surfaced.
All at once, with her final swallow, she slurped the last of his seed off of his cock and opened her mouth wide, tongue sticking out, displaying to both Izuku and Ochaco what she had done. Ochaco couldn't put into words how hot Momo was sitting there with cum dripping off her chin and tits, sitting at Deku's feet. She'd never felt more alive than in that moment, and in a sudden instant she came.
As for Momo, she had suffered multiple successive orgasms after taking in Izuku's mighty load. For reasons she couldn't articulate, the very act of submitting herself and sitting on her knees, swallowing cum excited her. When at last she had been gifted Izuku's precious seed, the taste had gone from non-offensive to delectable. She had cum herself, shamefully squirting inside of her pants and soaking them through.
But, with now all three horny teenagers having orgasmed, they were slowly coming back to their senses.
And all three of them felt the shame and humiliation of before with a vengeance.
The mall announced that they were closing in 5 minutes.