A/N - Hay, sorry for going radio silent and not responding to PMs.

I could point to a lot of reasons for the absence. Needing to do some research. Life getting in the way. The unbearable heat getting to me. Taking in an abandoned animal. Armored Core 6 coming out.

All of which happened, amongst other things.

Hopefully I'll be able to get back in the swing of things though.

Sorry this one is bite sized, but I felt like I needed to get something out so you guys know I'm still alive and working on it.

Also, this story has hit 1K followers on FF, so that's amazing, and thank you all for your patience.


Moaning and panting filled the tent, even after thay were done smashing.

Now they were all laying on the, one again, broken bed in delirious, post sexual bliss.

The fact that their hips were sore beyond belief or that their legs were useless, didn't even register in their dopamine flooded minds.

Soon though, their minds began to clear as Izuku's quirk wore off.

Mandalay was the first to come back to her senses and she blinked dumbly up at the roof of the tent.

Then the memories came back to her and her face glowed red.

"Holy shit! I had sex with Izuku!" she thought as she gripped her head. She had just had sex with her nephew's favorite hero and big brother/father figure... she'd had a FOURSOME with him and the other Pussycats and... and...

...

Mandalay moaned at the memories of what Izuku did to her and the others. Her eyes rolling back in her head as she tried to rub her sore and weak thighs together. She felt like she might climax again, just from the memory alone.

To her shame, she couldn't resist sending her hands down to touch herself in an attempt to relive the tension and arousal the memories of Izuku brought with them, in what was possibly the BEST sex she'd ever had.

Mandalay's eyes shot wide and alert though, as her hands stopped short when they met her own smooth skin and her head shot up to see her massively pregnant belly.

Mandalay's jaw dropped and her face burned even redder as her hands moved over the stretched skin and she finally registered the many children she felt inside her. Both on the surface with her hands and squirming from within.

Her children...

...

Her and Izuku's children...

...

Mandalay's head fell back and she just stared up in shock. Not knowing really how to react. She had heard the rumors spreading among the girls while they were hunting for Izuku, but she hadn't given it much thought beyond if it could help locate him. Her only concern at the time had been catching him and...

...

Mandalay covered her face as it burned red again.

The things she had been planning to do to Izuku...

Admittedly he'd done things just as kinky to them and oh boy had he done it well.

A traitorous part of Mandalay's brain, couldn't help but point out how lucky she was that Izuku was the one to reduce her so and knock her up. He definitely wasn't the type to abandon them and if he could do what he did to her again...

Mandalay once again found herself panting and squirming with arousal as her arms unintentionally smushed her larger and sensitive breasts together as she vividly remembered just what Izuku had done to her.

"How does someone who was still a virgin a few hours ago, know so much about a woman's body?!" Mandalay thought as she found herself wanting Izuku to ravage her body again. Shame and consequences be damned.

She shook her head to free herself of such thoughts though and try to focus on what she needed to do now.

Such thoughts were interrupted before she could begin though, as she heard a familiar squeak to her left and slowly turned her gaze to her friend and teammate.

Ragdoll was laying on her side, with wide eyes and a red face like Mandalay's. Her hands were also cradling her own, equally massive belly.

The two just stared at each other...

Nether one knowing what to say or how to react...

They both picked up on the subtle hints in each other's expressions and body language though. Underneath the guilt and shame, mixed with desire.

They both wanted Izuku to smash them again, and keep smashing for the rest of their lives...

Ragdoll squeezed her eyes shut and squealed in embarrassment and sexual confusion, while she hugged her belly tightly.

Mandalay looked away with an equally embarrassed blushed as she hugged her own belly and felt the movements within.

"Damn it! How many babies did he put in us!?" Mandalay thought as she stole a glance at Ragdoll as she rubbed her hands over her own belly.

The two girls paused when they heard quiet sobbing though and they both looked to each other with confusion and worry.

Their eyes then shot wide as they realized who it was.

"Pixie!"

They both called out as they struggled to prop themselves up so they could see over their bellies.

They both then froze in confusion, shock and horror at what they saw.

The confusion, was because Pixie Bob's sobs were actually sobs of joy, as she clutched the limp Izuku's face to her large cleavage. His body laying bonelessly over her even larger belly. She was probably the biggest out of the three of them.

The shock, was explained by Pixie herself, as she hugged Izuku to her bosom.

"Thank you Izuku! Thank you! Thank you!" she repeated several times as she sobbed.

"I've been trying to get pregnant for years now, but the doctors said it might not be possible. Oh thank you Izuku!" Pixie continued and she laughed giddy, with tears rolling down her cheeks as she felt one of her little ones kicking hard and strong.

The horror though, was something that Pixie had failed to notice. She was likely still a little high on a combination of post sex bliss, joy at finally getting pregnant and with a large littler at that, and the waining effects of Izuku's quirk.

She was so lost in bliss, Pixie didn't even notice the others calling out to her or the extreme heat she felt against her body.

"PIXIE!" Mandalay finally yelled psychically, causing Pixie to wince as she finally snapped out of it.

Pixie slowly opened her eyes again as she took a second to recover...

Then her eyes shot wide and her face turned crimson with embarrassment.

Before she could act on those feelings though, she finally noticed the heat and smoke obscuring her vision.

It was then that the horror set in for her as well, as she held Izuku's limp body away from her. His head hanging with wide open and lifeless eyes, rolled into the back on his skull, as his body smoked.

Not steamed, as it had before when producing lots of quirks, but actually smoking, as if he were burning up. And his body looked slightly emaciated, almost like his own version of Small Might.

"IZUKU!!!"

The girls all cried out in terror and concern for their friend and new babydaddy.

Mandalay and Ragdoll began trying to crawl over to them while Pixie shook Izuku in her hands.

"Izuku! Can you hear me!? Speak to me!" Pixie practically begged as she shook him.

She stopped though, as she heard him moaning slightly before blinking and fixing his blurry gaze on her.

Izuku then gaze a weak smile as he raised a shaky hand in a thumbs up. His voice coming out cracked and horsed.

"Don't worry...I'm o-bleh!" Izuku's words were cut off by blood spraying out of his mouth.

"YOU ARE NOT OK! WHAT ARE YOU, ALL MIGHT'S SECRET LOVECHILD OR SOMETHING!?" Pixie yelled in response as she dodged the blood spray.

Izuku just twitched with dead eyes for a moment before trying to moan out some words.

"T...t-too...many...quirks..." he managed to get out, before darkness began to claim him, and his last conscious sensation, was his head being pressed back against those two wonderful, soft pillows from before, and a sense of comfort and safety filled him amidst the suffering, before he finally passed out.


Izuku opened his eyes again, only to see more darkness amidst the swirling black haze that stormed around the little island of floating rock he stood upon.

"Oh no..." Izuku squeaked as he realized where he was.

And he had REALLY been hopping to avoid this for as long as possible...

"YOU!"

A voice yelled from behind and Izuku went ramrod strait as he paled.

He then forced his head to jerkily turn and look over his shoulder, only to be met with the furious glare of the 4th wielder of One For All.

At least he could still feel those comfortable pillows against his face as he died...