Hey guys, Big Diesel and [girlfriendoftheauthor] here with another story for Izuku's Sisters. Inko Midoriya receives a knock at the door and sees that it is Izuku's classmate Momo Yaoyorozu. What does Momo want? Find out in this story called, "The Queen's Game."

A/N: This story features content that includes and/or mentions femdom, yuri, oral sex, masturbation, and solicitation. If this story is unsuitable for you, then refrain from reading this story. As a reminder, this is a work of fiction. The author doesn't support and/or endorse the content featured in this story. Enjoy!

Inko Midoriya was sitting in the living room watching her taped soap operas when she heard a knock at the door. The clock on the wall displayed the time to be a little after eight in the evening. Way too late to have a solicitor. She put down the magazine she was reading and walked to the door. When she looked at the peephole, she saw a teenage girl with cat shaped, onyx-colored eyes and long black hair. Her hair tied into a spiky ponytail, and she had bangs on the right side of her face. Recognizing the insignia on her sweatshirt, she had to be one of her son's classmates.

She opened the door. "Greetings," she spoke excitedly to the female classmate standing at her door.

"Good evening," the brunette bowed humbly in front of Mrs. Midoriya. "My name is Momo Yaoyorozu. We have met before one evening when I came to study with your son."

Inko clasped her hands tenderly. "How couldn't I forget you, Yaoyorozu-san? The vice president of UA High and comes from an affluent family?" She let out a chuckle.

Momo in return did the same. "Pardon me. You give me too much credit. I am just doing my service."

"And doing a well-thoughtful service you are," she snapped her fingers. "You are doing well to help my dear, poor old Icchan." She scanned the area. "Anyway, any reason why are you are here this kind of evening."

Momo blushed. She coughed to regain her composure. "I am here because I wanted to see if Midoriya-san was awake. There was something I needed to give him."

Inko leaned against the door. The sound of a bug hitting the light above her made her flinch. "I am afraid Izuku might be unavailable right now. He is too occupied with his work."

Momo bowed once more. "My apologies, Auntie."

"No, dear. It is all right. Izuku needs to let me know when he is having company."

"No, no. Not his fault. I have happened to be in the neighborhood and wanted to see if he was available to talk."

Inko wavered her hand. "Relax, Yaoyorozu-chan, it happens." She raised her eyebrows. "If you want, would you like to leave a message."

"Sure," she replied. Momo took a sharp breath. She took a slight grab of her sweatshirt. She took another breath before answering the waiting mother. "Tell Izuku that if the crows want to caw at midnight, then the cats must sour the basil."

Inko's friendly demeanor turned into an alluring, seductive look. "And how long must the crows caw at midnight?"

Momo's face turned beet red. "The crows must caw at least six to twelve times depending on their strength."

"Lovely choice, my dear." Inko left the entrance. She turned to Momo. "Come on in, dear." Momo followed behind Inko. "Be sure to close the door. And secured the locks."

"Yes, ma'am." Momo locked the doors of the home. She took off her shoes at the entrance. A pair of slippers her size were at the first step. She put them on and headed toward the living room.

At the entrance, Inko was there sitting on the couch. In her possession was a box that looked like it contained file folders. Inko reached for a cigarette and lit it as quickly as possible. "Take a seat, doll. It won't be long."

"Thank you," answered Momo calmly.

"Momo Yaoyorozu, this is your first time with me? Right?"

"Yes, ma'am," she answered nervously but calmly in her voice.

"Who had referred you?"

"Midnight."

"Kayama-san," questioned Inko before clicking her tongue. Inko reached for a file folder that had Momo's name on it. She closed the box, placing it to the side. "I'll tell you she can't keep her mouth shut. It is like she isn't used to male pleasure."

Momo didn't answer. She just shook her head in agreement.

"Relax, buttercup. Everything we do here is strictly confidential. No one will know you were here for this kind of business." Inko narrowed her eyebrows. "Unless someone likes to blab."

"No, ma'am. I won't. I wouldn't be here if I didn't have some kind of curiosity."

Inko released smoke into the air. "Call me Aunt Inko or Mama-san, whichever you prefer."

The teenager stood agile, fragile at the state she was in. She was one of the top students at UA High School. A Pro-Hero candidate, the class vice president, and a part-time professional model. Never did the sixteen-year-old would think that she would spend the evening with an escort.

An escort who also her classmate and her friend.

Momo learned about Inko's operation over a week ago. After class, she decided to stay alone to work on paperwork for the next battle. After finishing it, she decided to call it quits and head home. As she was walking in the hallway, she heard voices coming from the office. It shouldn't be any surprise to the teen that teachers would spend late evening hours finishing paperwork. At first, she didn't think anything of it.

Until she heard a sound of a gasping moan.

Curiosity got the best of her. She carefully pried the door opened to the office. In front of her sight, she saw her teacher, Kayama-sensei. Her back was against her. She was moaning seductively. Hissing sounds were coming from her lips.

'Hmm, yeah Deku baby. Stick your tongue deeper into my pussy!'

'Deku,' the teen thought. She nearly dropped her books when hearing Izuku's name.

'Like that honey. Don't stop. Work that tongue for me. Don't stop. Don't stop.'

Momo felt an arousal coming from her groin. She dropped to her knees. She couldn't get her eyes off of Izuku and Kayama-sensei. Needing aid, she reached into her backpack to grab a notebook. She used it as pressure as she rubbed against it.

'Let me know when you are about to cum, Kayama-sensei.'

'I'm almost there, Deku. And trust me, you are swallowing baby.'

'Whatever your heart desires, Kayama-sensei.'

'No, dear. Call me Auntie when we are together.'

Momo dropped her schoolbooks. The noise interrupted Kayama-sensei. 'Who in the hell is that?'

Momo didn't have time to see what happened next. She ran from the school as quickly as she could. The entire night, she couldn't forget what she saw. And part of that night, she got off to the thoughts of having Izuku giving her oral sex.

The next day after school, Kayama-sensei reported Momo to come to her office. When arriving at her office, Kayama-sensei discussed on what she had seen yesterday.

'Enjoyed the free show?' Kayama-sensei was tickled. She crossed her legs and sat at the foot of the desk. Momo blushed tremendously.

'I don't know what you are talking about, sensei.'

Kayama-sensei clicked her tongue. 'Vice president, please. I can tell the smell of sweet melon anywhere and…' Kayama-sensei reached into her drawer to give Momo her notebook. 'I found this at the foot of the door.' She sniffed the notebook. 'It had a bit of a scent on it, dear.' She winked at the stunned Momo. 'Care to explain.'

Momo swallowed the lump in her throat. She couldn't answer.

Kayama-sensei cracked a smile. 'So, you saw what Izuku and I were doing last night.' She took another smell to the notebook. 'It seemed like you were excited.'

Momo noticed when Kayama-sensei perched her legs against Momo's leg. She trailed her feet to Momo's thighs, inserting her foot to her groin. 'Answer me, Yaoyorozu-san.'

Momo's breath labored. 'I saw you and…' She was stammering. Kayama-sensei was hitting her foot in the right places. Kayama-sensei laughed. 'I can tell you are quite sensitive. A virgin perhaps.'

Kayama-sensei knew that she didn't have to answer. It was written on Momo's face. 'So, tell me Yaoyorozu-san, are you quite curious about my relationship with Izuku?' Momo was too focused on Kayama-sensei continuing to play with her pussy. She felt the wetness escaping from her folds. 'Or are you too focused on my feet.' She grabbed Momo's chin. 'Tell me. Do you fancy women?'

'No, ma'am,' answered Momo as her moans were getting louder.

'Me either,' she replied gingerly. 'It still doesn't hurt for girls to have fun.' She pressed harder. It wasn't long until Momo covered her mouth. She shivered. Tears streamed from her eyes. Kayama-sensei pulled her foot away. She saw the moistness. Momo had an orgasm.

'Quite a virgin you are.' Kayama-sensei pulled off her stockings and tossed them in the trash can. She looked at Momo. 'Don't be disappointed, sweetie. Statistically speaking, girls tend to experiment with other girls before having it with boys.'

Momo wanted to leave. She wished she didn't discover them that night. However, the thought of Izuku loomed into her mind. As she managed to regain her composure, she faced Kayama-sensei. 'You mentioned to me about your relationship with Midoriya-san. What kind of relationship is it?'

Kayama-sensei got off of the table and went to get a cup of tea. 'Izuku and I have an intricate, loving relationship.' She grabbed her cheek. 'Sigh, I can only have him when he is available.'

'When he is available? Are you saying that Midoriya-san is…'

The Pro Hero 18+ put her finger to Momo's lips. 'It isn't what you think. He and his mother. They have a dynamic, peculiar, but loving relationship. Izuku is fine with it and doesn't mind what he does.' She winked. 'So, yes, he is an escort. He isn't a prostitute. He is a willing participant and he gets paid very well.'

'Do you think that is wrong?'

'Vice president, don't act like a girl like you don't have urges. You got off to us last night.' She eyed the stocking in the trash. 'Didn't take much for you to get off at my foot.'

Momo blushed heavily, which was to her own chagrin. 'Listen, access to Izuku isn't easy. He is based on a referral.' She grabbed a card and handed it to Momo. 'This number is how you get to Izuku for services. However, she won't answer until you say a certain phrase. That's how she knows you are legitimate.' Kayama-sensei took another breath. 'Would you care to call?'

'I'll sleep on it,' she told her teacher. She bowed before her sensei and exited the office.

'Don't forget your notebook, sweetie.' Kayama-sensei tossed the book to her. 'Plus, you were a dead giveaway. Your doodles of you and Deku are ridiculously cute.'

Inko returned from the kitchen with a plate of tea and scones. "The tea is a fusion brew from Peru and Nigeria. The scones are British. Take you a bite. Izuku is almost done with a client. He should be ready shortly."

"Thank you," said Momo as she sipped her tea. It was very sweet, yet tart.

"So, you want to spend the night with Izuku, right," she asked Momo as she took a sip.

"Yes, please," she told her.

"Ok, all-nighters aren't cheap. However, since you are a good friend to my darling Izuku, a quarter of a charge," she said.

"Golly, thanks."

"Like I said, I am glad you are very friendly to my Icchan." She bowed to Momo. "I thank you. Plus, Nemuri tells me that you are a virgin. So, I think it is nice to take your time." She stared at Momo. "Your mother? Her whereabouts?"

"Mom is out of town attending a conference. She won't be back until the morning. I will be in school then"

"Good, good," she answered. "So, feel free to scan what other packages you might consider. I have had people changing their mind at the last minute." She tapped the table. "Oh yeah, cash or credit?"

Momo handed her a fraction of her escort fee.

"Thank you," said Inko. "I will be sure that Icchan gets a better half of this fee since you are good to him and all."

They were interrupted as the door opened from Izuku's room.

"Excuse me for a second, dear." Inko bowed as she left the living room. Meanwhile, Momo stared at the packages that the client was able to do with Izuku. Crossdressing, cosplay, bathroom fetishes, femdom, maledom, vanilla and lemon, threesome, roleplaying, and the like. Momo scratched under her chin as she was in shock that the shy, lovable emerald teen who she worked with at school was a different being at home.

"Izuku is like a mist that floods my mind, Auntie Inko," said the stranger. It sounded to Momo to be a female. The woman was panting. "He is amazing, Auntie. Thank you for letting me have him these few hours."

Momo's eyes widened. She knew the sound of her voice.

"It's my pleasure, dear. I am glad he has pleased you."

"Is there a way I can have an extension?"

"Sorry, dear. He already has an appointment."

"Dang! Can I schedule him again for tomorrow evening?"

"Let me check my schedule and I will let you know."

Momo checked around the corner of the room.

"Here is an extra 20,000 yen for him. He is well worth it."

Momo saw a woman wearing a black business suit. Her hair so black against the skin so white isn't expected in these parts. The shock and the contrast only serve to make her all the more ghostly, all the more haunting. When she turns to look her eyes are pale like the lightest of blue petals in the strongest of sunlight.

Mom?

"I have to be back at the conference soon before they figure out I am missing." She bowed at Inko. "Good night."

"Good night, dear. Drive safely."

Momo rushed back to her seat. Mom, why are you doing here? You told me that you were going to a conference? What made the brunette cringed was that her mother was attending a conferene advocating the abolition of prostitution and escorts in the city.

Inko walked past the living room toward Izuku's room. "Sweetheart, how long will you be until you are finished?"

"About fifteen minutes, mom."

"Alright, precious. You've another customer."

"Yes, ma'am."

Inko returned to the living room. "Have you decided on what package you want for Izuku to do?"

Momo pointed at her choice.

Inko smiled. "Nice choice, dear."

Inko heard the sound of his door knocking. She turned to Momo. "Well, he is ready. I hope you enjoy and have a great time."

"Thank you, Auntie." Momo bowed once more as she prepared to head towards Izuku's room. She took sharp breaths. She had been through plenty of challenges. But never did she think she would be having an encounter with Izuku.

Or the fact that her political/socialite mother who have a taste of Izuku before she did.

Be as it may, she had already entered the lion's den.

"We've got to start at the bottom and work up! And if we don't earnestly cheer each other on... we'll never be top heroes! "

Taking her own advice, she knocked on the door.

"Come in," said Izuku.

Momo walked in and closed the door.

To be continued….