Note: I am aware that in the description, it states "each woman from UA High." Be aware of the women who have children that attend the school as well. They, too, are included in the fray of wanting Izuku. Thanks!
Inko Midoriya was chopping onions for dinner as she was watching her son watching television with his classmate, Ochako Uraraka. The green-haired mother didn't mind Ochako (lying to herself) and find her flattering (sort-of). However, the mother questioned the brunette's intention on her interest in her son. Firstly, Ochako didn't live in this prefecture. Although it was the weekend and her darling son came to town for a visit. Why did Ochako decide to follow her beloved cinnamon roll? Did she have a home to go to? Could she have phoned or texted him? Of course, mother dearest would have intercepted and traced the message, but what good mother didn't? Inko continued cutting while thinking about her darling son and the interloper. As long as she was there, she knew that the interloper wouldn't make movements.
Not on her watch. Not ever!
She can't explain the dark thoughts of loving her son as a woman. Her husband was overseas. Even when he was home, he took time hanging with his friends at local bars and unknown establishments. She wanted to be loved, to be filled. She knew she had picked up weight. She knew she can be sexier. However, she knew no matter what, her son's love was unconditional.
And that's what matters, concluded Inko as she poured the onions into the pot.
Hearing the tea kettle making its whistle, she knew it was time to make her darling son and 'friend' some barley tea. She went away from the kitchen to prepare it.
"Tea for the kids," she wistfully said as she entered the living room. She produced a fake smile to Ochako as she gave her tea. "Here you go, interl...Ochako dear." She held Izuku's cup delicately. "And here is my lovely one and only's cup."
Blushing from the embarrassment, Izuku took the teacup. "Thanks, Mom. I really appreciate it."
"Think nothing of it," she said as she made herself a seat between the teenagers. "So, what were you kids discussing?"
Ochako spoke first. "Class 1-A is planning a trip to go to Hokkaido in the next couple of weeks and we have to pick partners on the trip."
"Really," said Inko in a fake excited tone. "Like partnering with people of the same gender."
"Nah," interjected Izuku. "Sensei is cool on who we partner with. Ochako and I were thinking about partnering up since we have gotten friendlier over the semester."
Inko was fortunate of the tea kettle's whistling to blockade the dark thoughts of this interloper beside her. Although it was cool in the home, there was plenty of heat coming from the couch. "You don't say, sweetheart."
"Hmm, hmm," confirmed her son as he took another sip. "So, we want to partner up. The trip is next week."
Next week? What in the hell? And short notice? This damn school of his! If I need to put him out to keep him close. I will do it!
Ochako looked at her clock. "Hey, Izuku. I have to run. My parents ought to be done with their shopping. It was great seeing you."
Inko had an excited look on her face. The interloper is leaving. Thank God. For a sec, I thought she would leave a stink on my sofa.
Izuku jumped from the couch. "Cool, let me walk you out." Inko felt swell as the interloper was leaving her residence. She decided to return back to her soup. As she was walking in the hallway, he eyes widened when seeing Ochako hugging her darling son in a tight embrace. It wasn't a quick two-second hug, but a ten-to-fifteen second hug. Inko quickly bit her lip when seeing this.
She dares to hug my beloved son in my home? MY HOME! Un-for-give-able!
Inko was angry, dragging her feet to the kitchen as she was thinking of finding something to eat to manage her anger. She heard Izuku closing the door and walking back into the living room.
"Mom, I have to say. Whatever you're cooking, it smells delicious," he said to her gracefully.
"Only the best for my beloved," said Inko as she was working on boiling the rice. "Would you care to help?"
"Sure, Mom. Let me get the apron." Izuku grabbed the apron and assisted his mother with the cooking. "Where do you want to start?"
Well, a kiss and then following back touching me in the right places. No way would Inko say that to her son, yet. "Start with washing the meat and then putting it into the pot."
"Yes, ma'am," replied Izuku as he turned on the faucet.
"Icchan?"
"Yes, Mom?"
"What kind of girl are you interested in?"
Izuku swallowed the lump in his throat when hearing that. "Well, this is out of the blue."
"Just curious. Wanting to see what kind of girl you like so I can...well know what kind of future daughter I might see in my future."
"Well, honest girls to start. Doesn't matter about looks, race, stuff like that. Girls who are sincere, kind, creative, imaginative. A girl who loves me for me and appreciates all the things I do and vice versa. A girl that wants to be a duo. A girl who wants to change the world with me."
Aww, sweetheart. I didn't know that was on your mind. God, I want to be that girl, baby. I will do whatever it takes to be that girl.
"Thank you for telling me, dear."
"No problem, Mom. I don't know if Ochako isn't ready to hear that."
Izuku was fortunate that he didn't see the knife make a HUGE indenture into the carving board. "Yeah, son. I understand your feelings." Her eyes were faded. She had a stern look. In those moments between cooking and talking with her son, she had already devised a plan to make her son's hers.
Rather if he wanted it or not.
The next day….
It was Sunday and it was Izuku's last day before heading back to school. When waking up this morning, he found a message sitting on the nightstand beside him.
Good Morning, dear Izuku,
Meet me in the living room. I have a surprise for you!
XOXO,
Mom
The letter smelled of fresh gardenias and honeysuckle. Hearts and kisses were in the letter. He concluded that this was his mother's stationery and thought nothing more of it. As he was yawning on his way to the living room, he noticed the contrast of dark from light when entering the room.
The room was filled with candles. Even a trial of roses was leading from his bedroom to the living room. Smooth sounds of rhythm and blues were fitting the occasion. Was his father in town, he peculiarly thought to himself.
At the entrance of the living room, his mother was on her knees. She was wearing her lingerie. It was clad in black, bra, panties and all. However, her nipples were sticking out of her bra. Her panties even had a slit when he could see her vagina.
Stunned and surprised, he questioned her mother. "Mom, what's going on?"
"You is what's important, darling," purred his mother as her heart-shaped pupils were showing. "I wanted our last day together to be special."
Taken aback, Izuku was shocked. "Mother, are you okay? If we need to call Dad, I will."
As he tried turning around, he felt the grasp of his mother. "No, darling. The only Daddy I see standing in this room...is you." Immediately, she trailed her finger to his pajamas. She wasted no time in reaching inside of his boxers.
"Mom, what in the-" It was interrupted with a kiss. The risque mother pulled his body, latching herself with his as she bathed in the forbidden pleasure. He kept slapping her back in protest. The mother wouldn't stop. She continued pouring his saliva in his throat until the slapping stopped. The kiss was broken, leaving a moist bridge of their saliva. "There, there, darling Icchan," she purred to him. "Seems like the kiss calm you down a touch."
He was entranced by her scent and had never had a kiss like that before. Well, technically it was his first kiss since the blood-sucking Himiko was forced. He came to his knees as he was paralyzed in this forbidden pleasure. "What are you doing?"
"Doing whatever I can to show you my love and instead of that bitch you wanted to give yourself to," she told him. "YOU BELONG TO ME...AND NO ONE ELSE! And I am going to take back my property before someone puts their grubby little hands on my prized possession."
Inko pulled down his pajamas and boxers, exposing his cock. She saw his erection. "Someone's happy to see me," she said as she got on the floor and began sucking his dick. Izuku flinched as his dick was enveloped by his mother's throat, HIS mother's throat. He felt the warmth, the suction. As much he knew it was wrong, he couldn't resist the pleasure that came with it.
After a few moments of moaning and could no longer take the pleasure, he quietly climaxed into his mother's throat. His mother wasted no time in ingesting his juices. She continued to suck her milk from his dick until it was nothing more to collect. She rubbed her stomach. "Yummy. Delectable. I wouldn't expect nothing less from my dear son."
"Mommy," he said as he wanted to cry. "This is wrong."
Inko came and hugged her son. "Dear, this is quite normal in other places. Nothing wrong in wanting affection. Don't be upset with me. I want you to love me."
Wiping his tears, he told her, "I do love you, Mom. I've always loved you. It just this isn't the right way."
Inko kissed her forehead. "I love you, too, sweetie." She pushed him back on the floor. "Forgive me, but I will make my claim. As I said, you belong to me, darling Icchan."
Completely ignoring her son's feelings, she spread her pussy lips as she positioned herself on his cock. Izuku moaned loudly when feeling his dick entering his mother's cavern. "Welcome home, Icchan."
Inko gyrated her hips quickly and swiftly, making Izuku moaned into pleasure. As much as he didn't want it, he couldn't help how he was feeling. Seeing his mother's titties bouncing up and down. Seeing the excitement coming from her, he couldn't help but to become entranced. His mother was very beautiful. His son-complexed, possessive beautiful mother.
"Your dick is amazing," she purred in tears of happiness. "I can tell you are enjoying this as your dick in tightening inside of me. I can tell you are getting close."
Resorting to his instinct, Izuku gripped his mother's breast, thrusting his dick harder into her. For a moment, this wasn't his mother. She was Inko. He needed to release and her compartment was the right area.
Inko was close to climax as she thrust quicker and faster. She knew Izuku was ready to blow at any moment.
"Let's come together, sweetie," she told him. "Come into Mommy. Yes! Yes! Yes!"
"I am coming," he cried.
"Me, too, sweetie," she said as she felt his seeds depositing into her womb. She came as well, spraying her juices all over her son. The mother-and-son couple moaned until it ceased. Inko landed on Izuku, withdrawing his dick from her. She lied on his chest as they panted.
She kissed her son on his cheek. "I love you, sweetie. Please forgive me. But, that is how much I love you."
Izuku blushed, trying to not focus on the matter at hand. Despite his strange feelings, he loved his mother nonetheless. "I love you, too, Mom."
Inko cracked a strong smile. "Izuku loves me! Izuku loves me." She then turned to the utility closet. "Do you hear that, Ochako? Izuku loves me!"
Izuku raised his eyebrow. "What are you talking about?"
Inko stood up and opened the utility closet. Inside was Ochako. She was naked, bound and gagged. The sound of a vibrator was filling her pussy. Her eyes were filled with tears, but at the same time, her eyes have the same heart-shaped pupils.
"Mom, what's going on," said Izuku as he ran to Ochako's aid, untying her restraints.
"Had to put a bitch in her place," said Inko. "Had to remind her on where she came from." She walked to the stunned Ochako. "You know, I sort of like you. You are quite friendly to my child. Tell you what. I will allow you to be with my son. But on the condition that you are second place. You are more than a pet to me and my son. Understand?"
Ochako leaned over to Inko. She kissed her feet. "Yes, Mother."
"Actually, it's mistress." Inko spread her pussy, which seeped Izuku's semen. "Care for sloppy seconds?"
Ochako obeyed as she planted her lips on Inko's pussy, collecting her crush's semen. Inko looked to the stunned Izuku. "C'mere, love."
Izuku listened to his mother as she kissed him once more on the lips. "You're right, darling. Ochako does fit the mold of being your girl. However, you are MINE! She will now be the family pet. And as her owner, feel free to take care of your pet. Understand?"
"Yes, mother."
"Good," she said as she pulled Ochako off from her. "Mommy needs to make lunch. Feel free to play with the family pet. But be ready for me when I call you. I love you, Icchan."
Inko smiled as she put on her apron to prepare lunch. After she ingested her fertility pills, she put out her utensils. Two plates for her and her son. And a dog bowl for Ochako. "A happy family we are going to be. I have my husband and a family pet." She grabbed her cheeks. "I feel complete."
The End!