Hey, guys! Another chapter of misadventures and mishaps with the characters of Izuku and My Hero Academia! Enjoy!

Short Story #1

Masaru asked his eleven-year-old son, Katsuki, if he knew about the birds and the bees. Katsuki looked at his father teary-eyed before sobbing on the ground.

"Kacchan, what's the matter," asked his father worriedly.

"I don't want to know," cried Katsuki as he was wailing on the floor.

"Dear, what's to cry about," he said with a confused look on his face.

Katsuki sat up, wiping the tears with his arm. "Because, Daddy, when I was six, you gave the "there's no Santa" talk. When I was seven, you gave the "there's no Easter bunny" speech. When I was eight, you gave me the "there's no tooth fairy" talk." He sniffled as he glared at his father. "If you're going to tell me now that grown-ups don't really screw, then I don't have much to live for."

Short Story #2

Shouto got in contact with Izuku one morning to let him know that he wasn't coming to school today.

Izuku could hear the sound of vomiting coming from the toilet. "Dude, you don't sound too good."

"Yeah! Just take my word for it and cover for me. I'm that sick!"

"Exactly how sick are you?"

"Well, I was in bed with my sister."

"There's nothing wrong with that. Some sleep in futons together."

"No, dude! I was in bed with my sister."

Izuku raised his eyebrow. "Oh, yeah! So, save your notes?"

"That'd be great! Later."

"Later!" Izuku hung up and gave himself a grim look. He made a text to Katsuki. Never give Shouto your "incest juice" again. For side effects include incest. Izuku was quite grateful for his moderation of Katsuki's homemade grain alcohol. Who knew what kind of explanation he would have to explain to his parents.

Short Story #3

Tomoko was sitting on a beach in Hawaii while attempting to read a novel and to null the pain of furthering the stereotype of fellow Japanese like herself when going on a tropical vacation. Meanwhile, she saw an attractive black gentleman reading on the blanket beside hers. She attempted to make conversation.

"Hello, sir," she said to the gentleman. "Are you a fan of movies?"

"In fact, I am, miss," he answered as he returned to reading his magazine.

Tomoko continued. "Are you a fan of skiing?"

The gentleman returned his sight at Tomoko. "Actually, I am a fan. I have a ski house in Aspen." He nodded to her before resuming his reading.

Undaunted, Tomoko gave it one more attempt. "Are you a fan of the Pussycats?"

With that, the gentleman dropped his magazine. He took Tomoko by the hand and went into the changing tent. The duo engaged in ravenous, ravishing sex. Tomoko was surprised at this, screaming in the pleasure knowing the gentleman was blessed with his girth. She told herself to always come back when seeing foreigners.

Once the dust settled, the couple was lying on the sand. She was panting loudly. "Oh my, God. That wasn't what I meant. But I can't say I didn't enjoy it. Damn, my friend. You have stamina."

The man wiped the sweat off of his forehead. He thought for a moment before replying, "I've only responded like that when you knew my name was Katz."

Short Story #4

Yuga left school and boarded the train home. As he was seated, he was sitting beside a young nun fresh of the seminary. Yuga looked over to the young nun and asked if they would go out for coffee. The nun, surprised by his question, politely declined the offer and got off at the next stop.

Disappointed, Yuga planned to head to the next stop to drown his sorrows. However, he was stopped by a familiar classmate. Classmate Katsuki was eating an apple as he sat a few seats behind him. He made his way next to Yuga. "Seems like you didn't score, bro. However, there is a way to convince that nun to have sex with you."

Stunned, Yuga retorted. "What makes you think I wanted sex? I simply wanted coffee."

"Frenchie, please," snickered Katsuki as he took another bite. "The look on your virgin face's screams "I want to fuck." However, I can tell you how, when, and where you can find that nun."

Yuga did find the nun attractive and he still only wanted coffee. Going against his instincts of listening to Katsuki, he asked Katsuki about the whereabouts of the nun.

Every Saturday night around midnight, the nun goes to the cemetery and prays for God and the lost souls. If you were to dress up like the Jehovah and convince her that you are God, then I think you can get that coffee or giving her some fresh cream with that coffee.

A few days have passed. The cemetery was where Yuga Aoyama was found. Wearing a robe he borrowed from his mother and glow-in-the-dark paint he borrowed from the theatre department, he was awaiting the nun's arrival.

Midnight arrived and sure enough, the young nun entered the vicinity, praying silently for the dead and delivering flowers to their grave.

Yuga waited for the right time to position himself. When it was time, he jumped out of hiding, surprising the nun.

God, I am going to hell. Forgive me! "Yes, my dear and faithful daughter. I am the King of Kings and the Lord of Lords. The el-Shaddi and the Elohim."

The nun dropped to her knees, bowing before God (Yuga). "Yes, father. The trials I have to know about your existence. The stress and the test of perils! My father in heaven, I am here to serve you at your disposal."

I guess it's now or never. "I know the prayers you desire, my faithful daughter and I will answer them. But, first...you must…"

"What is it, God?"

Coffee with Yuga! Coffee with Yuga! Don't say have sex. Don't say hot sex with a nun. Don't say hot sex with a pretty nun.

"You must first have sex with me." He tightened his eyes from the word vomit to the nun. Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God!

"Yes, my Lord."

Yuga was shocked when hearing the faint response from the nun. "Yes, my Lord, I want to be received." The nun got onto the ground. Yuga's heart leaped when seeing the nun lifting her robe, partially pulling down her panties. "My Lord, a request!"

"Yes, my daughter."

"I would like to keep myself pure as I am married to the church, my Lord," said the nun. "So, my anus will have to do."

Yuga nervously unbuttoned his pants as he entered his member inside of the nun. Not how his day was planned, but at least he was with the nun.

Yuga felt the tightening of her anus, enveloping him as it squeezed out his dick. The nun quietly prayed the hymn of the Virgin Mary as Yuga continued to have sex with the nun.

Hail Mary, full of Grace.

Yuga closed his eyes as he distributed his load inside of the nun. He lamented immediately that he lost his virginity to the nun.

"Forgive me, Lord, for I have sinned," cried Yuga.

The nun turned. "What's the matter, my Lord?"

"I am not God." Yuga disrobed and displayed himself. "I am not God, ma'am. I am just the kid you saw on the train."

The nun appeared shocked upon seeing the revelation.

"I wanted to have coffee with you because you were cute. I knew there wasn't a chance in Hell, but I just wanted to try. And now, I made you think I was God and made you sin." He slapped his forehead. "God, I am such a fool."

The nun was quiet. It seemed like she was doing so thinking. She edged closer to Yuga, placing her lips to his ear. "Don't worry about, sweetheart...for the pleasure is all mine, Aoyama-kun."

"How do you know my name?"

Shocking revelation took Yuga aback. Memories were coming back to the train. He recognized the voice. The very voice that gave him the advice of pursing the nun. He turned as he saw the nun grinning and pulling off her wig.

"Katsuki?"

"Forgive me, Lord, for I have sinned," he said mockingly.

Hail Mary, full of Grace!

Short Story #5

Tenya Iida spent his summer working as an assistant to a truck driver. It wasn't easy work, but it was good pay and great opportunity of seeing the Japanese outdoors. One day, the truck driver asked if Tenya could drive this short route as his wife was expecting their first child. Tenya did have a license and didn't mind doing this task.

So, as he drove the Japanese countryside, the truck began having trouble. Scared, he called his boss. His boss told him that there was a mechanic nearby that can fix their truck.

After calling the mechanic and having his truck sent to the garage, the mechanic told him that it would take about one to two hours. Tenya understood and waited outside.

A few minutes passed and the heat was becoming unbearable to Tenya. Fortunately, a cafe was feet away from the garage and decided to go there to beat the heat.

Upon arrival to the cafe, he was met with the waitress. "Good afternoon, sir. Welcome to our cafe? How many in your party?"

"Just one, ma'am."

"Excellent. Care for any specials?"

"Just a soda please."

"Okay," said the waitress. "You know for an extra few dollars, we have an amazing seal that can do tricks and make ice cream for you. Ice cream free of charge."

"Really?" The curious, yet skeptic Tenya scratched under his chin. No way the cafe would keep a seal. Especially without having PETA involved. He decided to humor them. "Why not?" He gave the waitress the money. "Bring out the seal."

"Right away!" The waitress whistled. Tenya turned to the kitchen doors where a tank was pulled out and an actual seal was there. In its' possession was a spoon. "Tall boy wants an ice cream cone. Think you can handle it, Seal."

"Seal is his name?"

"Yeah, like the singer."

"Okay?"

Tenya sat at the counter as he watched the seal do its work. Amazed as the seal used its' hands to make the ice cream for him. No longer skeptical, the teen was amazed. He appauled for the seal. "Well done, seal."

As the seal handed his ice cream, it sneezed, sending a wave of ice cream across his face.

A few minutes later, Tenya returned to the garage still cleaning out the ice cream stains on his shirt and still wiping residue out of his ears, nose, and eyes.

He walked toward the mechanic. "How long until it's finished?"

"About done."

"Excellent. What's the damage?"

"It looked like you've blown a seal."

"No, sir. It's ice cream."

Short Story #6

Minoru stumbled drunkingly out of a bar after being kicked out for touching a patron's butt. He was looking for his car, fumbling his pockets for the car keys.

It wasn't long until he was stopped by a bicycle cop. "Can I help you, sir?"

Drunkingly, he said. "Yes, sssssomebohody sthsthole myyymyy carr."

The cop asked him. "Well, sir. Where was the last place it was parked? Not like it matters since you are in a drunken state."

He looked blankly to the cop. "Aattt the end of dish key."

As the bicycle cop pulled out his flashlight, he observed that Minoru's 'gift' was dangling out of his pants. "Sir, are you aware that you are exposing yourself for the world to see?"

He looked down at his pants. He woefully slapped himself on the forehead. "Oh, hell. TThhhthhey got my onahole too?"

Short Story #7

Hisashi and Inko Midoriya took their young son, Izuku, to the circus. When the elephants appeared, their son was intrigued by them.

He tugged his mother's shirt and asked, "Mom, what's that hanging between the elephant's legs?"

His mother was embarrassed, blushing at her son's surprised comment. "Oh, it's nothing, sweetheart!"

So, Izuku turned to his father and asked the same question. His father answered, "It's the elephant's penis, Icchan."

"Why did Mom say it was nothing," asked Izuku.

Hisashi beated his chest proudly, smiling at his son. "Because I've spoiled that woman, son." He sighed heavily. "I've spoiled that woman."

To be continued….