Mumen Rider had heard the alert of a Tiger level threat and was jetting off towards it immediately.
C class hero or not, he was ready to do anything and everything required of him to prevent the loss of life. Happily there had been no attacks from the monster yet due to the alarm going off so quickly.
Mumen Rider found her relatively easily. She was mostly human, a tall, surprisingly attractive redheaded woman. She was nonetheless easy to stop on account of her two massive crab claws and the trail of damaged property she'd left behind with them while monologuing at full volume that she'd chosen the name Crablante and would make this town her monster territory.
Likely a human who'd turned, Mumen correctly assumed as he pedalled towards her. He could tell from the ruined vehicles he passed that she was powerful, all but certainly too strong for him to defeat. But he could buy time, and every little bit helped.
"Justice Crash!" He explained as he jumped off his bike, allowing the momentum to carry the bike into Crablante. She stumbled, thrown off balance by it; only to be forced to the ground by a direct tackle from the C class.
"Justice Tackle!" Mumen Rider had never actually managed to force a monster down before, at least not one that didn't immediately send him flying back.
So when he found himself above Crablante, he realized he didn't know what to do next.
He looked at the monster in confusion, however, when a moan escaped her lips. With a blush, he realized that his hands had landed at the crab woman's chest, and he'd been unintentionally groping her chest through her shirt while attempting to collect his bearings.
Happily no one else was around to have seen this, as he wasn't quite sure what he'd say if questioned. Looking to the monster's face though, Mumen realized she'd actually been incapacitated by it.
In fact, it might have been this more than the actual tackle that had made her knees weak and forced her to the ground.
Mumen Rider, nervous as he was, knew that he couldn't afford to give up the advantage and risk civilians getting hurt. So, steeling himself-both mentally and physically given where his hands were located-Mument Rider began massaging Crablante's chest gently.
The sensitive crab woman's moans didn't slow. How exactly she was this sensitive Mumen Rider wasn't sure, but then again he supposed thats why she was so immediately hostile; she couldn't afford to let anything touch her unarmored parts.
"You.. like that?" He questioned.
"Y-yes~" Crablante moaned submissively in response, her cheeks going as red as her claws. Mumen Rider expected her to attack at any moment, she could easily stop him if she wanted to; but she genuinely didn't seem to want to.
He decided to keep going, his hands getting slightly rougher as they moved to push underneath her shirt. Her moans grew louder as her legs began to grind against one another.
Seeing this, Mumen Rider moved back and down her body. Crablante started to recover from the stimulation only to feel her underwear sliding down her legs. She entertained the thought of snapping the puny hero in two, but figured she could use a little fun, so let him continue.
Mumen Rider held her legs apart, leaving her slick, wet lower lips exposed. Mumen Rider confirmed his theory about how sensitive her unarmored parts where when the crab monster shivered from the feeling of the breeze against her sensitive areas alone. Knowing he'd likely only get one chance to get this right, Mumen Rider dove in.
Crablante, not prepared for just how sensitive her body was now, cried out as she felt Mumen Rider bury his tongue inside her. Her claws dug into the dirt beneath her as she felt Mumen Rider's tongue searching for sweet spots inside of her. He held her hips as his tongue worked inside her, feeling her body tense and her folds grow wetter from the stimulation.
Mumen Rider picked up the pace, letting one hand move from Crablante's hips to rubbing at her crotch, searching for the sensitive nub of the monster's clit.
It was easy to tell when he'd found it, her back arching as she gasped from the sudden jolt of pleasure through her body. If her body was so sensitive at base, he could only guess at how over-sensitive these areas were. It would make the rest of this easier though, so he was thankful for it.
Crablante's legs locked around Mumen Rider's head, forcing his face more against her heated, needy pussy. Though he doubted her thighs were nearly as strong as her pincers, he still didn't want to risk provoking her to use them for anything else, so kept up his efforts, tongue assaulting her folds and stirring her insides until she let out a shrill, whimpering cry of pleasure.
She soaked Mumen Rider's face with her release, eyes going somewhat glassy.. well, glassier, as she relaxed. Mumen Rider looked into them, unsure if it was an act.
She seemed to be pretty thoroughly satiated, but when she began talking again he realized she was far more than simply satisfied.
Crablante spread her legs again, in an utter daze. Seemed that Mumen Rider's actions had triggered some sort of submissive instinct in her animalistic mind.
Curious, Mumen Rider nervously asked her to move onto her fours; and watched in astonishment as she did so obediently.
He then, more confidently, ordered her up to her feet. She stood, and at Mumen Rider's orders then fixed her clothing; being fully dressed by the time the other heroes and workers from the Hero's Association arrived on the scene.
She was utterly obedient to him now. He explained this to the others, though they all learned quite quickly she was *only* obedient to him.
When an Association worker attempted to give her an order, she proceeded to raise her claw with the intention of flattening him beneath it; only stopping when Mumen Rider-thinking fast-moved behind her, grabbing her ass dominantly and telling her to stop.
She did so without question, shuddering and pushing her hips back against his hand.
The heroes and Association workers looked at Mumen Rider and Crablante in shock and confusion. This… would require looking into.