Hey, guys! BD and GOTA, here, with the latest installment of 'Our Little Pet (That We Love Oh So Much).' In this chapter, Yui and Itsuka leave Izuku alone for self-reflection. Later, Izuku is greeted by Big 3 member Nejire as she invites him over for dinner. How would Izuku take it? Read and see! Warning: this chapter includes crossdressing, anal sex, comeplay, and strong graphic content. Discretion is strongly advised. Enjoy! This is an OOC!Futa Itsuka x OOC Izuku x OOC!Futa Yui story.

Izuku was instructed by Yui and Itsuka to use the bathroom stall to clean up. Due to inclement weather, all events were cancelled for the evening. Izuku sat in the toilet as he allowed their spunk to drain from his ass.

He was silent if not speechless. The entire afternoon was filled with the girls taking times with their new asspussy. A lie was concocted to get them out of class. Yui made a deal with Tenya to go out on a date with him in exchange for secrecy in the gym shed. Itsuka wasn't fazed as she knew it was business. Transactions like that are commonplace. If a spot of tea and an afternoon handjob was necessitated to attain their merchandise, then the ordeal was worth it. The girls were adamant about claiming Izuku as their pet and their property.

"We're going to head out first, Izuku." It was Itsuka that spoke out to the silent emerald teen. Itsuka wasn't surprised by his silence. If she had an eight-inch cock jammed down her esophagus, then she would be silent as well. She admitted to herself that she was a bit rough when fucking him. She received a bad mark from Cementoss-sensei in his literature class and that instructed a phone call to her mother, causing her to be grounded for the next few weeks. Because of her grounding, it derailed future plans with their afternoon fun with Izuku.

"Yo, Itsuka," replied Yui in a hurried voice. "The bus is about to leave soon. And I still need to go to violin lessons."

"Give me a second," retorted Itsuka. "Have to see if Izumi is okay."

"Izumi is fine. A bit jammed up. A little roughed up, but she will be okay," she replied. "Besides, she is a guy. I expect him to handle such pressure." Yui, too, had a bit of stress back home. Her mother caught her masturbating with the back massager and she was reprimanded. Yui's maid thoroughly searched her room like a fine tooth comb. Troves of her ero-manga was taken away and she, too, was grounded. She was on restriction - school, after school clubs, and then home. Just for search measure, Yui's mother made her keep her door open as their servants could do their nightly checks. Upsetting Yui, but wasn't the first time to charm a butler or a maid for some leniency.

It was met with a chuckle from Itsuka. Maybe Yui was right and she was overthinking her worry about Izuku.

"You're right, Yui," said Itsuka as she grabbed her backpack.

"Certainly," replied Yui. "Plus, since we can't be around Izuku during our free time, I got him a bit of a gift to think of us virtually."

Itsuka didn't have to respond. They have used this particular gift in the past. A special phone number was put into place for a certain vibration from an anal plug. Whenever the girls seemed fit to have some fun with their pet, it was a phone call away.

"We're gone, Izumi. Smooches and get some rest," said Yui as she blew a kiss. "We have another fun filled day with that sweet and tender pussy of yours."

Itsuka made smacking noises as they hurried out of the gym locker room. The girls weren't worried about anyone coming back. It was a few minutes after five in the evening and the school was practically empty with the exception of a few faculty and staff.

Izuku was now left alone in the bathroom stall. He was cautious to hurry as he was now in uncharted territory - the girls locker room. Izuku grabbed a roll of tissue to clean out the spunk. The girls were neverending with their fucking him. For the last several hours, each took turns cleaning out his pipes. It was Yui that exerted her ten-inch cock inside of his ass - she was the roughest. His chest was sensitive due to her pinching them and his throat was sore due to Itsuka.

The sounds of cheering each out as they were using him as their personal onahole. Never did he feel this full in his life. Forcing to swallow each and every spurt of their spunk.

At least he didn't have to come home wanting dinner. His stomach was still stuffed from their cocks.

He flushed the toilet and told himself that he would take a shower when he came home. His parents weren't home and he wasn't sure of their return. Honestly, it was this particular moment that he wanted to come out to his parents about this. But, would they believe him?

Would they believe that a sixteen-year-old male was taken advantaged, blackmailed, and forcibly had sex with two girls? If they did, then it would be reported to Nezu. If Nezu were involved, then it would involve the staff. Yui and Itsuka's parents were to become involved. Loose lips and leaks would happen. He would be a laughing stock of UA High. He knew guys like Kacchan and Kirishima wouldn't live it down. His male classmates would call him names and probably would encourage the jeering from Yui and Itsuka. The other girls would laugh at him and tease him. He could imagine girls like Jirou and Ashido blowing up his timeline on social media. Knowing those girls, they would encourage the jeering from his mistresses as well.

Evidence was there - with Itsuka's filming of his debacle.

He was in between a rock and a hard place. How long would it be? How long can it last? Why is he allowing them to do this? A bit of humiliation is nothing worse than not talking. He was trapped in confusion and didn't know what to do.

As instructed, he reached into his backpack and pulled out the anal plug. Imported from Taiwan, this plug can vibrate without the owner's permission. Seeing that its size was bigger than usual, Yui purchased a vibrating dildo to practice in his spare time. No longer a virgin, his ass still couldn't take their size as he still released blood. They thought the more he practiced, the easier he could take it.

Embarrassing, the teen thought. Still a virgin with his dick and has had experience with his asspussy. Nevertheless, he has to do what he is told. Yui wanted a video as evidence at a certain time. Even if it was a minute off, then he had to meet their consequences.

The head of the vibrator was of black kitty's head. He found it kind of cute in a macabre kind of way. Grabbing his bloomers and spreading it to the side, he decided to get it over with as he spread his asshole. He shut his eyes as lingering semen covered his finger. He took steady breaths as he slowly inserted the dildo into his ass.

He covered his mouth. He immediately felt the tiny moans emitting from his mouth. Why did it feel good?

He told himself that it was a coincidence. His ass was still sensitive from Yui and Itsuka. He thrust the dildo a few centimeters further into his ass. His hot breath pounded his hand. Both feet were on the stall as he tried to get his asshole adjusted to the dildo.

He jerked his head back. At least it was gentler compared to Yui and Itsuka. Yui was rougher. As if all of life's frustrations were taken out on him. There was a darkness in her eyes. That bit of excitement to see another man being taken over by her. As if she was in charge and anybody else who disagrees falls back. Itsuka, on the other hand, was rough but she tries making up by using other parts of his body to make the experience a bit titillating.

Drool was pooling out of his mouth as he slowly thrust in and out of his ass. His dick was constricted by the tight bloomers. Even if he wanted to play with his dick, the girls decided to add a bit of an insurance policy.

A silver-hearted penis lock cage was placed onto his groin. The girls felt that Izuku didn't deserve to have his penis used if he didn't comply with their orders with hesitance. So until further notice, the use of his penis was strictly forbidden.

I should be hating this, but why does it feel so good? Izuku bit into his lip. The moisture of his saliva coated his chin. Izuku didn't stop as he decided to test out the vibrations. He let out a tiny moan as the vibrations rang onto his stomach. The little kitten vibrator definitely knew how to purr, he thought.

He shut his eyes, allowing himself to get into the pleasure. He was a man. Since interacting with the girls, he hasn't even had a chance to masturbate. And since he couldn't masturbate properly, the least he could do was get off to the toy. He didn't think it was that bad. Of course, he could imagine people like Katsuki and Monoma bullying him because he wasn't doing a 'manly thing.'

"Mmm," he hissed as he thrust the dildo further than he could go. He just let it sit there. He pulled up his PE shirt that belonged to Yui and began playing with his chest.

Stop, Izuku! Why are you getting off to this?! Do you want to become their sissy? His thoughts were going to overdrive, trying its hardest to remind Izuku of his sanity - the presence of his masculinity. Izuku's thoughts were lying on different things that were becoming exciting.

He recalled the time in the coffeehouse when being watched by the others. Although he was attracted to women, the thoughts of the men that were watching him. He could feel them raping him with their eyes. The thought of being caught was a bit of a turn on as well. The feeling of the smooth silk stockings against his legs, the feeling of the soft, cotton panties that he was wearing felt nice. If boxers came in that kind of soft fabric.

"Your pussy is just keeping it in."

"Yummy! Is our little dutch wife turned out by little touch?"

"Enjoying the little foreplay, I-zu-mi?"

"Prepare to taste heaven, Izuku!"

"God, have my babies, you fucking bitch! Enjoy this cock! Enjoy this beef in your taco! C'mon, Izumi! Cry out! Cry out! Say, kimochi! Kimochi, Izumi!"

Thoughts of Yui and Itsuka pounding his asspussy with their she-cocks alerted the bombarded, shield cock inside of him. He squeezed his nipples tighter, kneading it like bread as the thoughts of Yui and Itsuka continued in his mind.

"Here I cum, Izuku! Take my big fat offering into your bank!"

"Hmm! No need for lube. Now it is time to add my special ingredient to this strawberry milkshake."

"Shh! Don't cry! Just release those sweet heavenly moans. C'mon, Deku baby! Take this cock into your warm, sopping pussy. Allow me to marinade this ass with my scent."

"Take this cock, Izumi. Become our personal onahole. Better yet, become our girlfriend, Izuku!"

Itsuka and Yui were bullies. They humiliated him by spanking him, barged into his home, and forced him with crossdressing. His anal virginity was robbed and the blackmailing continues. Why was he feeling excited by feeling like a woman?

Izuku wanted more. This vibrator wasn't enough. The tingling sensation was growing, but he still wasn't satisfied. He wanted something thicker. He sat up and reached into his book bag. His highlighters would have to do.

"Damn, this ass is getting tight." He grabbed a rubberband to tie the highlighters and along with the dildo, he jammed it into his ass. The moment of impact made him yelp to the heavens. Instinctively, his hips began bucking. He didn't stop. He didn't want to stop. Virtually nothing was there and he imagined something penetrating his ass and at the same time wanting to stick his dick into something.

He tried picturing girls like Uraraka, Yaoyorozu, Shiozaki, any girl that could take his cock. However, the thoughts of those girls would turn into them having dicks.

I kind of figured Deku would be a sissy to take a cock.

I know, Momo! Do you want a taste of Kyoka's cock.

To think I liked you, Izuku! No matter! Ochako will make sure you make a pleasant bride for me.

Izuku's eyes rolled to the back of his head. His throbbing cock was leaking fluid out of his cock cage. "I don't care! Jam your cock into me! Make me your Dutch wife! Your whore! Your slut! Please, just make me feel good and make me cum."

His tongue hung out of his mouth. He was lapping like a dog as the vibrating dildo rang against the highlighters. "God, fill me up! Fill me up! Kimochi! Kimochi!"

His thoughts were now filled with the girls of 1-A and 1-B lining up to take turns filling up his ass. He imagined being stuck in a wall being randomly fucked by one of the girls. Signs and drawings were written all through his ass and legs.

Free pussy! Insert one!

Ass tight like a virgin!

Leave your mark for how many times this whore has been filled!

Treat this piggy a lesson!

His throat crackled, crying out to the nonexistent girls as his asspussy was being filled with their dicks. He was confused. Earlier, he was against this and now, he was enjoying this.

Izuku, stop while you still can. This isn't you! This isn't you!

"Damn right it isn't me," cried Izuku. "This is Izumi and this asspussy wants to be filled."

Izuku gave his nipples a final squeeze before feeling the sensation radiating throughout his body. His entire body twitched. His legs dropped to the floor. Pleasure spilled throughout his body as this was a newfound feeling.

He was out of breath. His sensitive dick leaking profusely. However, he didn't release.

That was where he realized that he had an anal orgasm.

"When you are around us, you are our woman. So, a woman would have to learn to achieve an orgasm without using their little clitty. So, let's see if you can come from your pussy."

It was over. His pleasure ebbed and he lied on the toilet in exhaustion.

He lied there as pleasure concluded its first act and then guilt began its second act.

What the hell have I done, he lamented.

The sound of the vibrator continued to fill the silence of the bathroom. Izuku covered his face, ashamed of the sight upon him. Feeling the now cold stickiness of his juices, he removed the sex toy and markers, tossing them back in the backpack. Realizing he wasn't wearing appropriate clothing, he straightened out his clothes and rushed out of the bathroom.

About fifteen minutes later….

Izuku closed the locker as he prepared to head home. Now back in his normal-wearing attire, he prepared for the walk of shame back home. Humiliated as the thoughts of femininity reeled into his mind. In those few minutes, he forgot who he was. Sporting the identity of Izumi was the factor and his butt was giving him the reminder.

The dam that he called his mind was becoming breached.

Putting on his tennis shoes, he sombered in the disbelief that he masturbated over the thoughts of being taken anally by his classmates. He shouldn't be enjoying this. He was forced to perform these acts in order to not get into trouble from his classmates.

Quickly shifting away those thoughts, the plan was to grab a bento box from the convenience store, take a hot shower, and head to bed.

The booming sound of thunder was making its presence known.

And today was the day he would forget his umbrella.

"Midoriya! I'm surprised that you're still here."

Izuku shifted his head to the entrance of the school hallway. He was surprised to see Big 3 member, Nejire Hadou standing there.

The cyan-haired senior presented a friendly smile. "Hello? Anyone home?" She was approaching him when he finally answered. "Yeah, I am here. Just got a lot on my mind," he said coyly.

She nodded in compliance. "Agreed! The recent Sports Festival was a killer." She winked. "Excellent job by the way. Your performance is definitely increasing." She flicked his forehead. "Well done!"

"Golly, thanks," he said as he blushed. In all honesty, the Sports Festival was an afterthought.

"Surprised that you're here, Midoriya," she said as she sat beside him. "Trying to get Brownie Points by aiding Ishiyama-sensei or Kayama-sensei?"

No way could he tell her the truth. So, he concocted a lie. "I fell asleep in the library."

Nejire stared blankly at Izuku momentarily before she nodded in agreement. "It seems to me that you have been depleted with energy." She touched his cheek. "I can see the bags in your eyes. You know staying up past your bedtime can create poor habits."

"I will keep that in mind."

"Say, if you want, I can make some soup that is great for energy," she said. "And with this storm, comforting."

"I don't want to be a bother," interjected Izuku. Although appreciative of her gesture, there was a looming appointment with an anal plug and a time stamp.

She clicked her tongue. "I insist, Midoriya. Plus, since you have been a great help to me, Amajiki, and Mirio for helping Eri, at least a thank you soup is in order." She crossed her arms. "And I won't be taking no for an answer."

Tied hands, thought Izuku. He shifted away that thought. A blessing that Yui and Itsuka haven't used it on him.

"I don't stay too far from here," she said. "Plus, Mirio and Amajiki are out with some guys from University." She winked. "Prospects for further training." She took his hand. "Fortunately, the apartment is still on UA campus so we can go through the back ways instead."

Twenty minutes later….

Nejire's apartment showed the entire UA campus. Although it was an apartment, it was still part of the UA campus. These were for the students that came from money.

"Pardon the mess," she told him. "The boys and I were having a bit of a party with my bestie Yuyu."

Izuku understood as he sat on the pillow in front of the kotatsu. He was being delicate as he was sitting as he had an anal plug inside of him.

"Ever had New England clam chowder?"

"I haven't."

"Great," she hummed. Izuku was surprised when seeing her sporting an apron. "It's delicious! My father learned the recipe after spending time in the States. It's great for energy!" The emerald-haired teen nodded as she presented the dish to him. "Bon Appetit," she told him happily.

As Izuku took a bite, Nejire joined him from across the table.

"Isn't it tasty," she asked.

"It's good," he said. He was lying. Something about the sauce tasted off. It was too bitter. Nevertheless, he didn't want to be a rude guest and took slow, steady bites.

"Oh!" She reached over to the mini-fridge beside her. "Would you like a drink?"

"Sure," he answered quickly.

"I have water, soda, tea, beer-"

"Wait! You drink beer?"

"Hmm, hmm!"

"Aren't you 18?"

She crossed her arms. "What are you? My parents? You're not gonna narc?"

"No! Of course not!" He lowered his head. "Just surprised."

She pursed her lips. "Sorry, Midoriya. Didn't mean it like that." She turned her head back to Izuku. "Would you like a can?"

He stared blankly at the cyan-haired teen.

"I won't tell if you won't."

He had been curious to drink. He had a taste or two during New Years with his father. After experimenting with the girls, a taste of alcohol wouldn't hurt.

Nejire popped the top of both cans and slid one to his direction. "Cheers," she said as the duo clinked their cans. Nejire quickly ingested the beverage as if she was drinking water. Izuku took a sip and felt the burn as it slid down his throat. Still having an aftertaste of the clam chowder and Yui and Itsuka's homemade milk, the taste of beer should cover the taste.

"Tasty," she asked.

"Not bad," he said. "Something to try once."

She nodded in compliance. "Understandable."

Izuku took baby sips as Nejire was reaching for a second can. As she was popping the top, she could see the rain cascading onto the city. She whistled. "It's raining cats and dogs out there."

Izuku realized that it was getting late. He bowed humbly. "Thank you for the soup and drink, but I must go."

She pouted. "You have to leave so soon?"

"I don't want my parents to worry," he answered. "Plus, I don't want to intrude."

"You're not intruding," she interjected. "Plus, I wouldn't be so sure about going out there under the influence."

"What do you mean," he questioned her. "I only had a little to drink."

"Are you sure," she retorted with a smile on her face.

It wasn't long when Izuku became concerned as he started to lose feeling in his feet. Then, he stopped feeling his arms. As he tried to move, he couldn't. It worried him. His eyes wandered at the grinning Nejire who was sitting right in front of him.

She took another drink of beer. "Actually, Izuku, I don't think you're going anywhere anytime soon." She stood up, proceeding to walk over to Izuku's direction. She kneeled down to Izuku that they were hip-to-hip. She put her around him and started to rub his hair. "Do you know what you do to me, Midoriya? Flouncing your body like that around here. In my presence!"

He felt the wet sensation of her lips kissing his ear. She lightly nibbled his ear and licked around the lobe. He stood motionless as she concentrated on his ear and continued rubbing his hair. With her free hand, she sensually slid down to his chest. She started encircling his nipples before pinching it. Izuku let out a slight moan from it.

"The more I see you, the more delicious you look," she purred to him. She thrust her tongue further into his ear. She whispered, "Especially what those girls have been doing to you."

He couldn't speak. Nejire held onto Izuku tightly as she pulled out her cell phone. She went to the gallery button and clicked on a file to press play.

"Damn, this ass is getting tight."

"I don't care! Jam your cock into me! Make me your Dutch wife! Your whore! Your slut! Please, just make me feel good and make me cum."

"God, fill me up! Fill me up! Kimochi! Kimochi!"

"No," he tried to say before Nejire licked his cheek.

"It's okay. Just let yourself go. The medicine should be taking effect any minute."

"Medicine," questioned Izuku.

"That's right, Midoriya. That clam chowder did have a kick to it. Along with that can of beer," she said teasingly. "You don't pay attention to details at all, do you? Especially when there was a prying eye looking at you in the bathroom. Tsk, tsk!"

"Nejire!"

"It's okay. Vets have been using this for years."

"You anesthetized me," asked Izuku before his tongue started slurring. His hands were now limp. His legs were now numb. Before he knew it, his entire body was paralyzed by her concoction.

"Do you want to go to heaven with me," asked Nejire as she rubbed both of his nipples through his t-shirt. "Don't fight it, my little fishy. Just let yourself get lost. For you aren't going anywhere."

To be continued….

BD: Out of one fire into another.

GOTA: Has to deal with Yui and Itsuka. Now Nejire?!

BD: What plans does she have for him? We will find out soon.

GOTA: Stay tuned! Shout out to writer, A Medical Mistake, for the inspiration with the Nejire-Izuku scene.