Hey, guys! [girlfriendoftheauthor] here. I honestly STILL couldn't place this story when making this. So, let's call this gentle(?) yandere. And yes, this chapter is a play on words from the anime, 'School Days.' In this particular chapter, Izuku escapes from the grasp of Miruko and Fuyumi and runs into the grasp for the frog kind. What can happen? Stay tuned! It is an OOC Tsuyu x OOC Izuku story! Enjoy!
Behind the tennis courts is a shed where they harbor gym equipment and gardening tools. The shed wasn't used as often, with the exception of lawn care and field and track events.
Inside of the shed was where Izuku was being held hostage at the moment.
Izuku was muffled in the silence as his hands were tied to the base of the vault.
"Deku, Deku, Deku!" The captor said to him with such a bedeviling smile. In the light, her teeth were sparkling. Her eyes were glowing like gems. If the situation wasn't perilous, he would have thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world. "Oh, Deku baby! Looks like I have to teach you on whose property you belong to?"
She continued licking his face and laughing at the excitement of his current torment. A combination of the coolness of the handcuffs and her hot kisses were driving him nearly insane. He wanted to kick, to resist this girl, but she also tied a rope around his ankles and legs, hindering him.
She crackled. "No one is going to find out about this spot, I-zu-ku," she purred as she continued kissing him, leaving a trail of her saliva in the process. Izuku continued groaning, but that was all he could do.
He looked as his captive continued to have her way with him.
Her eyes were sparkling, if not forming heart shapes when seeing her Deku drooling from the ball-and-gag she had recently purchased. Only the best for her beloved toy.
Her beloved pet.
"Hmm, beg, moan! Cry for your mistress, Deku!" Her voice crackled loudly that it sent shivers down to his spine. "I can scream with you! HELP! SOMEBODY HELP ME!" She took hold of her cinnamon roll, stroking his tear-stained cheeks.
"Oh, sweetness! Moan for me! Let me hear your muffle cries!" She went down to his chest, eyeing his nipples and proceeded to pinch him. She was grateful to the gods that she was wearing a pad. No way her panties alone could have stopped her floodgates.
"Oh, baby! You are almost sounding like a girl. Shall I dress you up in a maid outfit?" She lowered her face to his face. She enjoyed feeling his hot breath coming through the gag. She used her finger to wipe the dripping saliva, inserting it into her mouth.
"Your juices are so sweetly delicious," she told him. "Can't wait until you feed me some of that milk-fed veal that you are storing in those tight ass gym shorts." She gave him another peck on the cheek, then she aimed at his gym clothes. She lowered herself down and began rubbing at his groin. She saw his eyes watered at the sight.
"Your heart knows it wants me! Your brain wants to resist me," she said mischievously. "However, your little son knows the truth. At least he is honest!"
Tsuyu Asui! The frog temptress. The devil. A woman worse than Katsuki was among him when speaking of desires of having their way with the cinnamon roll.
"Good morning," she told Izuku's dick as she kissed it through his clothes. He moaned. His eyes begged her to stop. "Oh, Deku," she told him, caressing his cheek. "It's okay because I won't stop even if your brain tells me to. I am taking you to the moon." She breathed over his dick, rubbing it with her cheeks. She kept tugging and pushing the head. "Aw, it is acting like a turtle."
In this particular juncture, Izuku didn't know what to do. He couldn't say he was never in this predicament, but under these circumstances, the situation is special. Izuku's eyes widened when he saw the growing erection coming from Tsuyu's groin.
He muffled loudly through the ball-and-gag. Tsuyu, what in the hell is that?
Before you judge and stop reading, this ISN'T that kind of anthology. Continue to read and see what happens - the Management!
Earlier that day….
It was in the girls' restroom where Tsuyu Asui could be found. Using an excuse to get out of class for a stomachache, she was in the restroom to tend to her needs. Her needs of being filled with butterflies for a certain emerald cinnamon roll.
Tsuyu bit into the picture as she was careful with her rotor vibrator. It was the color green like her beloved husband. She ground it into her pussy, creating the greasy juices that were dripping into the toilet. She was filled with envy. The toilet didn't deserve her juices as they should be covered by her beloved husband-to-be.
She was panting, moaning as she continued to use both hands into her throbbing, wet, hot, piping pussy. Her eyes were gleaming like stars as she stared into the picture of Izuku. He was wearing a tight UA High girls swimsuit. It was an elaborate prank by Katsuki. The picture was taken as another ploy to embarrass him at his expense. He was met with jeers and teasing by the boys. The girls were in smiles, fanning themselves with the occassional catcalling.
As for Tsuyu, the $50 she paid Katsuki was worth every single penny. It was suitable jerking-off material.
Oh, Izuku! You are like a mist that floods my mind. You don't have any idea on how much I love you. How much you run my mind. You are doing this on purpose! Using your prowess against us women. I am on to you, baby! You gave us the bug and we can't have enough of your Deku flu! Fill me up! Fill me up inside, Deku baby. Fill me up with that haughty seed. Coat it until I can't be filled anymore.
She quietly cried for her beloved, tilling her pussy as the vibrator hummed over her bean. She was frustrated as she didn't see her beloved in class.
I have a feeling that fucking bitch had something to do with her. I know how she looks at my Izuku. That damn thotiana! That weak-ass bunny! God, I can't stand her! Her and that fucking cunt whore of hers!
She was aware of Usagiyama-sensei's tenacity towards the cinnamon roll. The constant teasing, taking his books, and their secret meetings during class. She wasn't a fool. Any genius who loves a man knows when there is a tomcat shitting in their litter box.
And to Tsuyu, that bitch was getting too comfortable in that litter box.
Earlier that morning, she had planned to spend time with Izuku with bagel and coffee. However, upon seeing him, he was met with Miruko-sensei. She watched her hungry, lecherous eyes were upon her husband. Her eyes were met with fury. The bagel spread and burst like fireworks. She didn't feel the heat as the coffee burst from its cup.
That cum-guzzling gyaru destitute despot slut! The gutter whore from the pissy alley. The seminal blockage of Minoru's left testicle! You...you...SHREW! Rabbits can be cooked and you will THE first on my menu, Ribbit!
She cried out Izuku's name as the juices were spreading from her pussy. She jerked the vibrator each time she came, wishing that it was Izuku's hand or at least covering him in her love juices.
Once finished, she pulled the vibrator, sucking on her juices, wishing that it was Izuku's seed. She leaned back against the toilet, envying that she had to confine her sessions by herself and not in her lover's hands.
"Your juices are delicious, Izuku," she said as she digested her own juices, craving for it as if it was the most tasty drink in the world.
I will find a way to get to my beloved. I will show that BITCH INTERLOPING CONDENSENDING WRETCH that he is mine and only MINE!
She grabbed the toilet paper as she cleaned the remnants of her pussy juices. She slowly pulled down her panties. It was drenched, covered in her juices and her urine. She grabbed the panties, inhaling her own scent. She couldn't wait until gym classes to sneak into the gym lockers and to smear his underwear in her scent, giving him the feeling that her spirit was within.
Izuku was more than just a boy of lust. Well, somewhat lust. She sincerely cared for the boy. However, there was more to it and she needed it.
She had a thing for him and she definitely wouldn't let go.
She stopped her thinking when she heard the door opened.
"Tsuyu-chan? Are you okay?"
The voice belonged to Mina. Tsuyu relaxed as she confirmed to Mina that she was okay.
"Do you need anything," asked Mina.
Tsuyu shook her head. "I am fine. Ribbit! Thanks for your concern!"
"No problem! Hey, listen!" Mina closed the door and walked toward Tsuyu's stall. "I know why you were in here and it doesn't take a wild guess for the reason."
Tsuyu's antennas were on alert. The last thing she needed was another interloper, especially her best friend. "What...what for?"
A brief silence ensued for a few moments. Meanwhile, Tsuyu was slowly pulling out her taser.
"You have been eating too much sweets, haven't you?"
Tsuyu slowly pulled the taser back into her skirt pocket. She told herself that Mina better thank the gods for watching over her.
Tsuyu laughed. "You got me. Ribbit! Too, too many sweets."
Mina laughed as she knocked on the stall. "If it gets worse, you can always go to Miruko-sensei."
"Miruko-sensei." She rolled her eyes. "Yeah, sure!" And going to hell to have a spot of tea with Satan and Hitler sounds wonderful as well.
"I know she isn't Recovery Girl in any way but something to get help."
I would like to help her jump from a cliff and splat like a watermelon.
"I think I can manage. Thanks, Mina! Ribbit!"
"'Kay," said Mina excitedly. "Get well! Hope to talk more at lunch!"
Tsuyu heard Mina leaving the restroom, leaving her alone with her thoughts.
I wonder if I have time to sneak into Izuku's cubby to 'sweeten' his katsudon? Another time!
Later that day….
Izuku reached into his backpack and pulled out a bottle of mouthwash. He had come prepared this time. As much he wanted to enjoy the natural juices of a woman like the next man, he wanted something else to enhance his palate.
He was actually hiding in the gym shed at this point in time.
The parlor games that Miruko-sensei and Fuyumi were doing to him earlier in the nurse's office.
Izuku! Darling! Where you are going? You will get lost?
Oh, Deku! Miruko-sensei knows what this is! A kiss chase, of course!
Don't worry, Deku! Big sister Fuyumi will find you. We will find you, darling!
Oh, I am so excited. Getting filled by this brat and having his kits. I can't wait to get nice, fat and plump!
Ready or not, here we come! We love you!
Oh, we do very much! Continue to run. You won't make it this far. You are ours, Izuku! You will be ours, Izuku Midoriya!
Hear those threatening yet alluring words sent chills down his spine as he was leaning on the balance beam.
Who in the hell raised them growing up? All for One? Dabi? Cinder Fall? Salem? Raven? Sienna?
He sat on the floor by the gym mats. He took off her symbol of authority - the collar.
When wearing this, you are my pet. You will feast upon my pussy and my juices are your tea!
Fuyumi's luscious tits will serve as nourishment. No longer will your supple lips feast around utters of some meat whore. And I wasn't talking about the cow or some blue-haired mask bitch or some blonde with horns. I don't even know anymore!
He was gracious to have an ally within the silver lining. With some of his pocket money, he paid Mei to keep watch of the gym for the ladies until things were to calm down. She didn't want much, just a nice dinner at this Nigerian restaurant and of course, the dinner was on her.
I didn't know they served Nigerian cuisine at love hotels at 3 AM, but I do love some tasty free food!
Izuku reached for a drink of water. He could still taste Fuyumi and Miruko-sensei's juices. He promised himself to get some juice on his way home from school. That is if he was able to leave campus without being caught.
As he was pondering on an exit strategy, he heard the sound of the shed opening.
He ducked like a rabbit hiding from a wolf. He was shaking and sweating with fear. He had hoped that it wasn't Miruko-sensei. He covered his mouth, trying not to attract attention.
"Izuku! Izuku!"
The emerald-haired teen released a loud sigh. He stood up and saw the happy-go-lucky frog girl. She was wearing her gym uniform. It was safe to say that it was time for their PE class.
"Izuku," she asked inquisitively as she wondered why he was hiding. "What are you doing here?"
"We are preparing to have practice outside," she said as she had her hands on her hips. "Why are you here? You know on Tuesdays, boys go to the auxiliary gym."
Quick on his feet, the nervous emerald-haired teen grabbed the nearest object. "I was helping Kayama-sensei and Aizawa-sensei by cleaning out the shed." He nodded sharply. "Yeah! Yes! I am cleaning the shed!"
Tsuyu covered her mouth to hide her laughter. "With a baton?"
Izuku saw the item in question before dropping it. "Yeah! The baton was taking care of rats."
"We have rats here?"
"Yeah, rats and roaches…." He dropped his head in defeat. He had a weak constitution in lying.
Tsuyu put her hands on his shoulder. Oh, my womanhood's trembling. God, I am glad to wear a pad. "Relax, Izuku! Ribbit! It is okay to take breaks from time to time. School has you tired and we need breaks!"
And I can't wait to put you down!
Tsuyu knelt before taking a seat on the floor mat. "Nothing wrong with skipping from time to time," she said matter-of-factly. She patted the mat. "Have a seat. I got us some steam buns for us to eat."
Hearing that she has food made his mouth watered. "Something that it isn't pink, dripping, raw, and moist, he cried as he could smell the food.
"What was that," questioned Tsuyu.
"I think that piping hot bun is so moist that it will be delicious," retorted Izuku.
"I have plenty, so you can relax," said Tsuyu. "Don't worry. I won't tell if you won't."
A few minutes later….
Izuku looked like he had skipped a few meals as he inhaled each steam bun like a vacuum cleaner.
Tsuyu sat and watched as her beloved was stuffing his face. She crossed her legs as she became relaxed.
"Isn't it tasty," asked Tsuyu. "I knew a hungry boy like you would enjoy this."
Izuku stopped in mid-eating as he turned to Tsuyu. "Yeah, I was! Haven't eaten like this since...forever!"
Tsuyu nodded. "I can tell. Haven't been taking care of yourself, young man?"
"I've...been busy...is all." He pointed at the uneaten steam bun that Tsuyu didn't touch.
"Go head. Only the best for you."
"What?"
"I mean I have saved that best one for you. I knew you were hungry." She rubbed her stomach. "I've eaten some before getting here."
Izuku thanked her as he finished her steam bun. Tsuyu continued watching her honey enjoying her lunch. A lunch that was fit for a king...for a king.
"I haven't had steam buns this delicious," said Izuku. "Did you made these?"
Tsuyu shook her head in disagreement. "Nope! Got it at a steal."
Meanwhile….
Students watched as class 1-B student Setsuna Tokage was scrambling at her locker at the entrance of the school.
"Where in the hell is my lunch?! The lunch I've made for me and Izuku?"
"I swear if it was the cock mushroom crazy Kinoko or that glue sniffer Pony!"
As Setsuna continued scrambling, there was another party in search of their Izuku.
"I want this entire perimeter of the school scanned before days end," said Muriko-sensei to Fuyumi.
"Yes, mistress," replied Fuyumi.
"He is somewhere close," said Muriko-sensei. "I can smell his fear."
Back to Tsuyu and Izuku….
"Either it way it goes, it 's delicious," said Izuku as he finished the last bite.
"I will say this," said Tsuyu as she turned to him. "I know that the person who made it filled it with love."
Izuku put his finger to his lip. "Love...I see."
She smiled. "Yep! Love and Ambien."
Izuku's eyes widened when seeing the heart-shaped pupils on Tsuyu's face.
Oh, no! Not again!
Izuku was beginning to feel dizzy. His body was feeling heavy. He tried to stand but fell backward.
"Oh, Izuku, darling," said Tsuyu insincerely. "Where do you think you are going."
He tried to speak but he was heavy-tongued.
"I am sorry that I had to do you like this but it was for our own good."
Izuku tried crawling back but he was being pulled by Tsuyu.
"Going somewhere, Izuku," she giggled. "The only people you will coming is when you release your healthy, fat seed inside of my cavern." She covered her stomach. "You see, I am actually saving my appetite just for you!"
Something that might take nine months to digest.
Back to the present….
"Good morning," she told Izuku's dick as she kissed it through his clothes. He moaned. His eyes begged her to stop. "Oh, Deku," she told him, caressing his cheek. "It's okay because I won't stop even if your brain tells me to. I am taking you to the moon." She breathed over his dick, rubbing it with her cheeks. She kept tugging and pushing the head. "Aw, it is acting like a turtle."
In this particular juncture, Izuku didn't know what to do. He couldn't say he was never in this predicament, but under these circumstances, the situation is special. Izuku's eyes widened when he saw the growing erection coming from Tsuyu's groin.
He muffled loudly through the ball-and-gag. Tsuyu, what in the hell is that?
"You're probably thinking what is this extra appendage, aren't you," questioned Tsuyu. "And relax, it is not a dick. However, it will assist me for my one and true dick. You!"
She sighed as she took off her uniform. She took off her shirt, exposing her breast. She slowly took off her gym shorts and her panties, exposing her extra organ. It was smaller than Izuku's dick, but it appeared capable of stimulating anyone she wanted. She made her way to his direction.
"This is like a tail of sorts or a tongue pussy," she explained. "You are the first to know that I am not your ordinary frog girl." She knelt down to him. "I am a succubus."
To be continued….
An actual conversation between the writers….
[Big Diesel]: A what? So when did we introduce monster girls to this yandere, GOTA?
[GOTA]: Until now, BD! Why not? Brings a little spice to the show!
[Big Diesel]: If you say so, GOTA. It's your story! Stay tuned….
[GOTA]: That's right.
[Big Diesel]: Mighty quick on Tsuyu's yandere quirk. I would have developed a bit of character. But it's your story, babe.
[GOTA]: Can you say dissertation. I came up with a story within two hours. Throw a bone!
[Big Diesel]: My bad, babe. On Pyrrha's soul, you are right.