Life at U.A. University had a rhythm—a rhythm set to the beat of training sessions, classes, and the occasional off-the-wall antics from my friends. I'd grown accustomed to the quirks, both literal and figurative, of my classmates. But nothing could have prepared me for the events of that fateful day.
My quirk, unique in its own right, allowed me to shrink down to just one inch tall. It was a peculiar power, often more useful in stealth missions and reconnaissance than in direct combat. I could also shrink others, though this aspect of my ability was rarely used. Despite its unconventional nature, I'd learned to harness it effectively. Little did I know, I was about to test its limits in ways I never imagined.
The afternoon sun bathed the campus in a warm, golden glow as I strolled towards the training grounds. My mind wandered through the details of my latest hero analysis, a habit that kept me constantly engaged and alert. It was then that Kyoka Jiro approached me, her expression a mix of curiosity and something else—something mischievous.
"Hey, Midoriya," she called, her voice carrying a playful undertone. "Got a minute?"
I nodded, intrigued. "Sure, Kyoka. What's up?"
She twirled one of her earphone jacks around her finger, a habitual gesture that indicated she was deep in thought. "I have a fun idea. It involves your quirk. Think you could shrink yourself down for a bit?"
Her request was unusual, but my curiosity got the better of me. "Okay, I guess. What do you have in mind?"
She flashed a mysterious smile. "You'll see. Just trust me."
In a quiet, secluded corner of the campus, I focused on activating my quirk. The world around me expanded as I shrank down to an inch tall. From this perspective, everything was monumental. The blades of grass towered above me, swaying gently in the breeze, and Kyoka's face loomed like a colossal landscape, her features magnified and intense.
She bent down and scooped me up carefully, her fingers surprisingly gentle despite their size. Each step she took was a minor earthquake, the vibrations reverberating through my tiny body. My heart raced with a mixture of excitement and apprehension. What could she possibly have planned?
Kyoka's room, once familiar, now appeared vast and intimidating. She set me down on her desk, her smile both reassuring and enigmatic. "Just wait here for a moment," she said, before leaving the room.
Moments later, the door opened again, and Shoto Todoroki stepped inside. My heart skipped a beat as I saw him—completely naked, his lean, muscular frame exposed. His normally stoic expression was replaced with a hint of uncertainty.
"What's going on, Kyoka?" I called up, my voice tiny and squeaky in comparison to their giant forms.
Kyoka returned, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Midoriya,I thought we could have some… fun."
Before I could fully comprehend her words, she gently picked me up and placed me on the head of Shoto's erect member. The warmth radiating from his skin was intense, and the sensation of being so small, so vulnerable, was overwhelming.
Kyoka knelt down, her giant eyes now level with me. Her gaze was a mix of playful and predatory, sending shivers down my spine. "Hope you survive this, Midoriya," she said casually, her voice echoing in my tiny ears.
Time seemed to slow as Kyoka's enormous mouth opened, her lips parting to reveal her tongue and teeth. Horror gripped me as I realized her intention. She was going to take Shoto into her mouth—with me along for the ride.
Desperation fueled my movements as I sprinted towards the base of Shoto's member, my tiny legs pumping furiously. The distance felt insurmountable, like running a marathon. But Kyoka's mouth closed around the head before I could make much progress. Darkness enveloped me, and I clung to the huge member for dear life.
The sensation of Kyoka's tongue gliding over me was surreal and terrifying. The slick, warm muscle pressed me against Shoto's member, adhering me to his skin. Each movement of her tongue felt like a tidal wave, pushing and pulling me with its force.
The heat inside her mouth was stifling, and the humid air was thick with the scent of Shoto's arousal. My mind raced, trying to find a way out of this predicament. The rhythmic motions of her sucking created a dizzying cycle of pressure and release, making it difficult to think clearly.
As the intensity of the situation grew, I focused on my breathing, trying to remain calm. The sensation of Shoto's pulse throbbing through the massive organ was a stark reminder of the precariousness of my position. Each heartbeat was a powerful, rhythmic drum, echoing through my tiny body.
Kyoka's tongue continued its relentless assault, coating me in saliva and making it impossible to maintain a firm grip. I slid along the length of Shoto's member, the frictionless surface offering no refuge. The relentless motion of her mouth threatened to overwhelm me, pushing me closer to the edge of despair.
As the act continued, I found myself gradually pushed towards the slit at the head of Shoto's member. The pressure built around me, and I knew what was coming. When Shoto finally reached his climax, the force of his release propelled me forward with a violent surge.
I was launched out directly into Kyoka's waiting mouth, landing on her tongue with a disorienting thud. The slick surface was a stark contrast to the rigid member I had just been clinging to. I looked up,through Kyoka's mouth to see Shoto's flushed, exhausted face peering down at me, a mixture of concern and regret in his eyes.
Before I could gather my thoughts or attempt to escape, Kyoka's tongue moved again, guiding me towards the back of her throat. Panic surged through me as I realized what was about to happen. The powerful muscles contracted around me, drawing me deeper into the dark, humid tunnel.
Each swallow brought me further down her esophagus, the rhythmic contractions pressing me from all sides. The heat was oppressive, and the lack of air made it difficult to breathe. I could feel the powerful muscles working to move me along, and I fought against the urge to panic.
Darkness surrounded me as I slid further down her throat. My mind raced through the events that led me here, replaying each moment with startling clarity. Trust, friendship, and the unexpected consequences of our quirks. My world had changed in ways I couldn't have anticipated, and I was left to navigate this new reality.
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