"Good boy! That's a good boy, master," Desiree praised as her cunt was being eaten out by her newest master, Midoriya Izuku. She was currently in her human form, and he was currently on his bed on his knees as he ravished her pussy, following any commands she made to the letter. Currently his tongue was lapping at the folds of her cunt, teasing her clit by purposely avoiding it, which was driving the sex genie mad with lust. "Master, don't tease my clit! Touch it, please!" she begged wantonly.
Midoriya decided to be nice and finally sucked on her clit, making her eyes roll back in pleasure/ecstasy. He decided to pleasure her further by using his right index finger to penetrate her pussy, feeling her wet inner walls cling to him as he entered deeper and deeper, practically sucking him in as he was finally knuckle-deep inside her.
"Izuku, can we do something special today?" Desiree asked before she mewled when her partner hit her G-spot.
"Something special?" he repeated, not slowing down his ministrations.
"Yes, master, I want us to do anal," she requested, moaning even more as he added another finger into her.
"What's anal?" Midoriya asked innocently. Before he had ever met his sex genie he usually didn't stray beyond vanilla porn, so he was a novice to everything that Desiree brought up eventually, such as skull-fucking (a new personal favorite of his due to the suction, force, and the control he had over her).
"Oh, master, you sweet summer child! Anal is when you fuck someone in the asshole," she explained with a devious smile on her face.
"Wait, you can do that?!" he asked, so shocked that he stopped playing with her momentarily. "But wouldn't that be…dirty?" he questioned, thinking of the ramifications of doing such an action.
"It can be, master, but it doesn't have to be, especially if you make a wish," she coaxed before stopping her partner and then getting into the doggy position and spreading her cheeks to show her puckering asshole. "Make a wish for it to be clean and lubed, master, then fuck me!"
"I wish that any asshole I will fuck will be cleaned and lubed for me," Midoriya wished.
Desiree lifted one of her hands and snapped her fingers together, making the wish go into effect. Izuku, seeing that he now could fuck her, rubbed the tip of his prick against her lubed puckered asshole before pressing inside. It was warm inside and it clung to him in a way that was different from how her pussy hugged him when he was balls-deep inside of his sex genie. He hilted deep inside her, enjoying the sensation, before pulling out all the way until only the tip remained inside. He then bottomed out again, repeating this to maximize the pleasure from her plump rear.
For Desiree, it was heaven for her, as she hadn't gotten buggered in the ass for hundreds of years, so it was a welcomed experience. She welcomed the rigid piece of man meat that was penetrating her, idlily wanting him to wish for two dicks so he could fuck her pussy at the same time. A wide smile graced her face as she thought about her master having a horse cock, pleasuring her in ways that no man could normally do.
The two of them fucked for the next hour, orgasming to their hearts' content numerous times, almost too many to count. By the end of their fuck session they were both exhausted, sweaty and delirious about the whole ordeal.
"That…that was incredible, Desiree!" Midoriya praised, spooning her from behind on his bed.
"It…sure was, master," she replied back contently. "You fuck like a rabbit, though. You need to put more power behind your thrusts, Izuku," she educated, snuggling closer to her precious master.
"I will. Next time," he promised, breathing in her natural scent from her luscious silky black hair. "Thank you, Desiree, for everything."
"Hmm?"
"You've changed my life for the better, changed it in ways that are indescribable," he began, threading his fingers through her hair to comfort her and himself. "Me and Kacchan have a new relationship that's better than before, I now actually have a chance to enter U.A. in the future, and I'm smart as fuck now."
Desiree giggled a bit at that.
"So thank you, Desiree, for everything."
"Of course, master, anything for you."
The two of them simply basked in the quiet that came after that talk until Midoriya broke it: "Hey, Desiree?"
"Yes, master?"
"If you could make a wish, what would it be?"
"Does it have to be sexual-based?"
"No, it doesn't."
Desiree paused for a second, thinking over her response while ultimately knowing her answer in the end. "If I could make a wish I'd wish to be free. Be a regular human again, able to have kids and grow old with you."
Midoriya was surprised by the last part of her words. "You want to grow old with me?"
"Of course, Izuku. I always outlive my masters, even when they make an immortality wish, and you're the best master I've had by far. You're gonna change the world for the better, I just know it," she said with finality in her tone of voice.
Midoriya was in his lab at Geonosis Tech, installing the final piece of the left side of the fabricator he was creating. About a month ago he started work on it, adding them in chunks, starting first with the middle (the core) and adding in the sides and the top and bottom when he got to them. The fabricator was the most complicated thing he had built to date and was the most time he spent on one invention. To be honest, he could've finished it in a 84 hour building session but both Desiree and JARVIS kept reminding him to take breaks and to go home when it got too late, so there's that.
After screwing in the screws and connecting the wires, Midoriya watched with satisfaction as the screen on the center console of the fabricator told him that another piece was connected and online. The fabricator had a whole plethora of tools and gadgets to make anything he (or anyone else) wanted. It had over a 100 different types of screwdrivers, flatheads, specialty-tipped screwdrivers, wrenches, socket sets, vials, glassware, chemicals, minerals, to many more miscellaneous things. Normally it was a medium-sized box that weighed 200 pounds, but when you opened it up the servos kicked in and it expanded itself like a flower blooming. The center console (when you turned it on with a fingerprint scanner) required a 16-digit numerical password from the user, and after typing it in it showed a screen of saved blueprints, new fabrication plans, a diagnosis screen for the parts that made up the machine, etc. The Stark Industries Fabricator that he created, which he would now call "SIF" in shorthand for the time being, was now finished; and the first order of business was to test it.
Right before he was about to test it his hud from his JARVIS sunglasses lit up and alerted him that three people were coming to his lab through the elevator. He quickly deactivated the SIF and hid it underneath a nearby tarp, before facing the elevator door with a neutral expression on his face.
"Mr. Midoriya! Sorry to come here unannounced but we wanted to see how you were faring again," Akagi waved hello to him, pushing the bridge of her black glasses back up her nose as she spoke. "Made any new inventions during your time here?" she asked, not knowing his answer beforehand as she suspected he was the one who looped the cameras and microphones in his lab.
"Yes, I have in fact! Several, actually. Let me show you this one," he said, showcasing his right wrist which had his Iron Man Gauntlet/energy shield.
"What is that?" Takei asked, observing the device from some ways away.
"I call it…" Izuku paused, trying his best to come up with a good name. "I call it the EG, or the Energy Gauntlet. It can protect the wearer with an energy shield and can transform into a weapon."
"Woah! Mind showing us?" Yamanaka asked politely, a little skeptical still that a man was so smart and not getting spoon-fed his tech from somewhere else.
"Gladly," Midoriya said before tapping a few things into his EG and turning online the energy shield, the shimmering green flowing over his entire body. The three women gasped in excitement before watching as the young man grabbed a section of his EG and pulled it over his hand, causing a red metal casing to cover most of his right hand up to his middle knuckles. He then pointed at a empty wall before firing a low-powered repulsor blast at it, shocking the women as it singed the wall black. "What do you think?" he asked, curious on their reactions.
"Incredible, simply incredible, young man! When can you give us the designs to build more of it?" Akagi asked excitedly.
"I can't. It uses an arc reactor to power the EG, and since that's patented technology that means I'm the only one who can legally use it," Midoriya explained, secretly happy that no one else can have access to his creations, as they were like his children (he thought of JARVIS and the AIs he'd make in the future).
"Couldn't you use an alternate power source?" one of them suggested.
Izuku shook his head, "Then it'd be too bulky or too underpowered. I'm sorry, but I can't mass-produce this without the arc reactor," he lied, knowing that he a 9-Volt battery or a fusion core from Fallout would do the trick, however for the former it would only be able to fire one full-powered blast while the latter would eventually run out of juice after a hundred thousand uses if it was a fresh core.
The women looked a little down-trodden at the revelation before Akagi spoke up once more, "Well in that case, when will you be building the massive arc reactor in the basement?"
Midoriya brought a hand up to his chin in thought, "I can build it soon, but I'll need a team that'll listen to me to get it done faster. A team that won't sell my secrets to the highest bidder, mind you," he warned, not wanting his tech stolen from him.
The women peppered up a bit as they agreed to his terms before bidding farewell to the young man, leaving him "alone" in his lab.
"Sir, what will you be building next?" JARVIS asked from the loudspeakers that Midoriya had set up in the room.
"I'll be finishing up my laser pistol with the SIF," Midoriya replied, happy that the AI was always with him no matter where now that he incorporated him into the essentials, those being his personal laptop, his JARVIS sunglasses, and his lab as well. Izuku took off the tarp of the SIF and activated the fingerprint scanner, causing the device to expand and showing a 16-digit numerical lock. After typing in the passcode, he tapped the icon for the saved documents and selected the blueprint for his laser pistol. He waited a second before typing in the secret 32-digit numerical code to activating the custom-built AI he made for this machine only.
"Good evening, Boss," came the Irish-accented female voice as she awakened. The screen showed a redhead-colored circle on a black screen, which expanded and shrunk as she spoke. "What is my name and purpose?"
"Your name is FRIDAY, it stands for Female Replacement Intelligent Digital Assistant Youth. Your purpose is to help oversee the creation and modification of any invention that passes through the SIF."
"The SIF, Boss?" the newly activated AI asked. "Might I assume that's the name of the device I'm inhabiting?"
"Yes, it's short for the Stark Industries Fabricator, though technically I built it. Now, FRIDAY, I want your input on the finishing touches of the laser pistol," he requested.
"Yes, of course, Boss."
"Not to interrupt, Sir, but is FRIDAY my new sister?" JARVIS suddenly asked from the loudspeakers.
Midoriya stopped for a moment to giggle.
Oh, how much he enjoyed his new life.
"So what are you building now, master?" Desiree casually asked, looking over her shoulder to see her master working on something at his desk.
"A portal gun," he said simply, screwing in the white plating of the metal gun. It was sleek in design and looked futuristic, not too dissimilar to the devices he was building every day.
"A portal what?"
"A portal gun. It's a device that can open a portal to any place in the multiverse, just like Rick Sanchez's own version. Unfortunately, it requires a plant substance that doesn't grow natively on Earth, but thankfully it's only a couple hundred light years away in another star system."
"Master, I only understood, like, a quarter of what you said," Desiree admitted, curling some of her black hair with her pointer finger.
"The stuff I need is on another planet," he explained patiently. "So with the money I've been earning from Geonosis Tech I'll be buying a very specific car, since its stainless steel construction will be good when incorporated with an arc reactor."
"What's the car called?"
"A 1981 DeLorean DMC-12."