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Short Story #1

Shouto and Momo were walking home from school when he made an announcement to his girlfriend.

"Hey, Momo! Wanna have sex at my place?"

"Yes," she exclaimed. "About time we can do this!"

He paused, peering closer so others wouldn't listen to their conversation. "Here is the gist right now, babe. My younger brother and I share bunk beds." He winked. "Don't worry, he sleeps on the bottom."

"How does that work," asked Momo.

"He would think we are making sandwiches," he said happily. "So, we must speak in code."

"Code?"

"Yeah! Like cheese means faster. Tomato means harder!"

She pondered on that thought for a second. She snapped her fingers. "Okay, that would work!"

Later that night, Momo and Shouto were making love on top of the bunk. His younger brother, Touya, was sleeping under them as he listened to their 'conversation.'

Cheese, Shouto, cheese," moaned Momo in pleasure.

"Slapping cheese on this Polish sausage," said Shouto as the bed continued to rock.

"Oh, God, add the tomatoes," cried Momo. "God, God, no more cheese. No more cheese. I am stuffed!"

Later that evening, Touya was returning from the kitchen to get a midnight snack when he encountered Momo leaving the bedroom.

"Onee-chan," said Touya.

"Touya-chan," replied Momo.

"Enjoy making those sandwiches?"

She covered her mouth nervously. "Yeah. It was a delicious sandwich."

"I can tell."

"Sorry, little bro. I hope we didn't wake you up."

He wavered his hands. "No worries. Good Night!" Before he entered his room, he turned to Momo. "Wipe your face when you get the chance. I can still see some mayo on your face."

Short Story #2

Izuku Midoriya and Saiko Intelli meet, fall in love, and decide to get married. On their wedding night, they settled into the bridal suite at the hotel, compliments of the Intelli-Midoriya family. That night as the newly wedded Mr. and Mrs. Midoriya were cuddling in bed, the bride said to her new groom gently, "Please promise me to be gentle." As the blushing bribe she was, she added, "I am still...a virgin."

Izuku was startled and astounded by her comment. No way was this profound beauty was a virgin. "Dear, how could that be? You've been married thrice!"

Saiko responded, "Well if I can explain this thoroughly, my first husband was a psychiatrist and all he wanted to do was to talk about it. My second husband was a gynecologist and all he wanted to do was study and look it at it."

"What about your third husband?"

"Well, my third husband was a stamp collector and all he wanted to was...God, I miss him. But now that I've married you, I'm really excited!"

"Good," said Izuku, "but, why?"

"You're yet mastered your quirk. This time I know I'm going to get really screwed!"

Short Story #3

Hisashi was putting his son, Izuku, to bed one night and as he walked out the bedroom door he heard him saying his prayers. He said, "God bless Mommy, Daddy, Auntie Mitsuki, Rest in Peace, Uncle Masaru!"

Hisashi rushed back into his bedroom and asks him, "Why did you say the last part?" Izuku replied, "Because I needed to." The next day, Masaru Bakugou dies of a heart attack. Hisashi was worried about his son but thought, "It must just be a sad coincidence."

That night he tucked his son into bed again and once again he heard him saying his prayers. He said, "God bless Mommy and Daddy, Rest in Peace, Auntie." Izuku's father was now really worried and thought to himself, "Can my son really see into the future?" The next day, Mitsuki Bakugou dies, leaving their daughter, Katsuki, an orphan. Now Hisashi was convinced his son can predict the future.

For the rest of the week, nothing happened, but on the Sunday night as Hisashi left his son's bedroom he waited outside and listened for any more prayers. Sure enough, he heard him say, "God bless you, Mommy, Rest in Peace, Daddy." Now Hisashi was really panicking and thought, '"Oh God, I'm going to die tomorrow!"

The following day Hisashi was in a complete mess all day in work; a real nervous wreck. He constantly checked the clock, looked around the room and was on edge all the time expecting to die at any moment. He was so nervous that he didn't leave the office until it was past midnight. Once it turned midnight he said to himself with relief, "How is this possible? I should be dead!" He went home and walked into the house to find his wife sitting on the sofa with a scared look on her face. She asked him, "Where have you been? What took you so long?"

Hisashi replied, "Listen honey, today I haven't had the best of days" and he was just about to tell her what has happened when she started crying and burst out, "I saw Toshinori die yesterday!"

Upon hearing that, Hisashi had a sickening look on his face. He looked toward the bedroom where Izuku resided and then turned his sights on Inko. Upon realization, her face lowered.

"You whore!" Hisashi slowly backed away from his wife.

"Hisashi, honey?"

He clenched his fist. His face became strained. As the atmosphere became tensed, he relaxed. He released a smile as he shouted. "Yes, freedom!" He ran into the closet and retrieved his suitcase.

"So long, my cheating widow!"

He rushed out of the door and immediately ran to the nearest train station.

Meanwhile, Izuku comforted the orphan Katsuki.

"It's okay, Kacchan, I am here with you," said Izuku.

Wiping the tears out of her eyes, she spoke, "I really miss them, Icchan!"

"Don't worry! You can always pray. That helps."

Katsuki nodded, understanding Izuku's suggestion. She returned to her bed. She got on her knees and began praying. "Bless the dead, God. God bless Auntie, God bless Icchan, Rest in Peace, Uncle Hisashi."

Following Katsuki's prayer, there was a sound of a traffic collision.

Short Story #4

Class 1-B classmates, Yui Kodai, Itsuka Kendou, and Pony Tsunotori were riding an elevator to class. They were all standing there until they noticed a stain on the carpet.

Itsuka was the first to speak. "That looks like semen."

Curiously, Yui knelt the floor to smell the stain. She looked at the girls. "It smells like semen."

Pony proceeded to the ground. She stuck out her tongue to taste. "Nobody in class 1-A or 1-B."

Short Story #5

Why did Minoru Mineta get divorced?

Last week was his birthday and his wife, Tsuyu, didn't wish him a happy birthday in the morning before he went to work. His parents forgot too and so did his kids (yet again they really didn't give him much attention from the start. It was already good enough to bear the Mineta surname).

He later got into work and even his colleagues didn't wish him a happy birthday. Minoru was really sad because everyone had forgotten his birthday.

But then as he walked into his office, his secretary, Camie Utsushimi, smiled and said to him, "Happy Birthday, Senpai!"

Because everyone else had forgotten, he felt so special so when his secretary asked me if he wanted to go for lunch with her, he jumped at the chance.

After they had eaten lunch and got a chance to watch a matinee, she invited him back to her apartment and again he jumped at the chance.

When they got there, she asked, "Do you mind if I just go into the bedroom for a minute?"

"No problem, I'll just wait here," he said.

Five minutes later, his secretary came back out of the bedroom with a birthday cake, his wife, his parents, his kids, his friends, and his colleagues all yelling, "Surprise!"

While he was waiting on the sofa naked.

Short Story #6

On a Monday morning, Izuku contacted his teacher, Aizawa-sensei.

"Morning, Aizawa-sensei! I want to let you know I won't be able to come to school today. I'm not feeling well!"

Aizawa-sensei displayed concern. "Sorry to hear, Midoriya! However, today is the Professional's Exam. You are needed with your team."

"I understand, sensei! However, my hands hurt, my back hurts, and my hips are hurting."

"I see that, Midoriya." There was a pregnant silence before his teacher answered. "You know, Izuku! When I was your age and I felt like this, I would go out and have sex with my girlfriend."

"Fukukado-san?"

"Yes, sir! Having sex is good for the body and helps out with the kinks! You should try it!"

"Really, sir?"

"Certainly! I will postpone your turn for the time being until you take care of your business."

A few hours, Aizawa-sensei was with his students as they were preparing for the exams. It wasn't long when he saw the happy-go-lucky healthy Izuku Midoriya.

"Midoriya," exclaimed his teacher as he welcomed his student. "Glad to see you are looking and feeling better."

He nodded happily as he gave his teacher a thumbs up. "Yes, sir! What you've told me worked!"

"Good for you! I told you."

"Yes, sir. By the way, you have a very nice house."

Short Story #7

Kayama Nemuri was a lonely, single woman in search of a companion. She had recently broke up with her boyfriend, citing complications. Listening to her best friend, Yuu, she decided to go to the pet store in search of a pet. As she perused the store, she really couldn't find a particular critter of interest. Didn't want to leave empty-handed, she decided to settle on this ugly green frog.

As she purchased the frog and took it out of the store, she returned to her car. When closing the door, she opened the box to see the creature. The frog looked onto the blue-haired woman and winked at her.

Puzzled and startled, the Pro Hero asked, "Did you just wink at me?"

The frog nodded. "I did, M'Lady! The name is Izuku!"

"Izuku?!"

"Yes, M'Lady. I can tell that you are a very lonely woman."

She didn't protest to his speculation. She nodded in agreement.

"Don't feel saddened. For I am lonely, too!"

Normally, the Pro Hero would have been repulsive to a stranger but for some reason, she felt comfortable with the talking frog.

"So, Izuku? What kind of talking frog are you?"

"Actually, M'Lady, I am actually a prince!"

She slammed the brakes when hearing that word. She pulled alongside the highway to address the matter at hand. "A prince? No kidding?"

"I kid you not, M'Lady! I mean, you are talking to a frog and I can grant any desire you want. You won't be sorry."

Nemuri placed her hand over her head. Was she sick? Was she hearing things? Was being without a man getting to her? After a few minutes of thinking, she said, "You know what, why not? I can try anything once."

"Thanks, M'Lady!"

Nemuri puckered her lips together and kissed the frog. Upon doing so, the frog immediately turned into an absolutely gorgeous, sexy, handsome, young prince.

"My God," cried Nemuri when she saw the glorious sight in front of her.

Izuku solemnly bow before his savior. He kissed her on the cheek. "Thank you, M'Lady. You have freed me from this captivity. I am now indebted to you. Whatever you want, whatever you desire, I can make it happen."

She raised her eyebrow, staring at the work of art. "Whatever I want."

Sometime later, Nemuri and the young prince entered into a parking lot. Nemuri and the young prince stepped out and approached a building.

"What's this, M'Lady?"

"The first love hotel I can find."

Short Story #8

It was a quiet afternoon at the golf course where Kyoka decided to having a relaxing day to golf. She teed off and watched in horror as the ball headed directly toward another gentleman playing the next hole.

Sure enough, the ball hit the gentlemen, and immediately claspsed his hands together at his crouch, falled to the ground, and rolled around in agony. Kyoka rushed over to the scene.

"Oh, God, I am so sorry," cried Kyoka. "I am so...Denki?"

Denki turned when seeing his former classmate. "Kyoka? It has been awhile." He grabbed himself. "I wish it wasn't under this circumstance."

Kyoka explained that she was a physical therapist and she offered to help ease his pain.

"No, no, I will be fine," said Denki. "I will be okay in the next few minutes." He continued to be in a fetal position, still clasping his hands together at his crouch.

"No, Denki. It is the least I can do to make it better," she told him.

After her persistence, he decided to have her help him. She gently took his hands away and lied them to the side.

"Just relax, Denki," she told him as she loosened his pants and put her hand inside.

She proceeded to massage his penis.

"Does that feel better," she asked while in a blushing matter.

Denki nodded in agreement. "Actually, it feels really great."

"Glad to be of service."

"But my thumb still hurts like hell!"

Short Story #9

A seven-year-old Katsuki asked Izuku what a penis was. Izuku told Katsuki that he didn't know but he would ask his father about it.

Later that evening when his father came home, Izuku asked his father about what was a penis.

His dad gladly exposed himself to his son and, holding his penis in one hand, said, "Son, this is a penis. In fact, if you take a closer look you will notice that this is a perfect penis."

The next day, Izuku saw Katsuki at recess and called him behind a hedge.

Izuku exposed himself and whispered, "This is a penis. In fact, if it were three inches shorter it would be a perfect penis."

Short Story #10

Recovery Girl went to see her dentist. When it was her turn, she sat at his chair in his office. As the dentist addressed her concerns, he saw her lowering her panties and spreading her legs.

"Ma'am, I am not a gynecologist," explained the dentist.

"I know," said Recovery Girl. "I want you to take my husband's teeth out."

Short Story #11

The former Wild Wild Pussycats, turned prostitutes were standing on the corner. Shino and Ryuko were discussing the affairs for the upcoming night when Ryuko took a deep breath before sighing heavily.

"Yep! Tonight's gonna be a great night! I smell cock in the air," exclaimed Ryuko.

Shino looked at Ryuko and wavered her hands. "Excuse me, that was me! I just burped!"

To be continued….