Disclaimer: I don't own mha
Warning: Rated M for dark and sexual themes. Don't read if you're a light hearted reader
I think there is a lot of fun to be had with the next few chapters here.
Nejire sat in the room across from Inko while looking at the older woman with intrigue.
Inko was still asleep, but her subconscious composure seemed to have returned to a state of normalcy, at least for the time being.
Slow and menacing heel taps to the floor
"You really raised an amazing son."
The mother shivered in her sleep as Nejire looked down upon her while stroking her cheek with the back of her pointer finger.
"You should be proud. We're gonna be one hell of a family... mama."
Meanwhile, Izuku was back at school again and looking more tired than ever as his eyes were bogged down by heavy and dark bags of skin.
'I didn't get any sleep last night. How could I?'
In time, the boy got to his locker where Mina and Ochaco were talking to one another until they noticed their classmate.
"Hey Izu-"
Ochaco was cut off as he turned his head to look at her, the act of doing so layed down immense intimidation that was not intended.
"Hi Ochaco. How are you?"
The words were forced, but in time, Mina and Ochaco looked at each other in unease before Mina turned back to face him.
"You alright man? You look like complete and utter shit."
Hearing this, Izuku was taken aback but eventually chuckled at her boldness while rubbing the back of his head.
"No, no. I'm not alright. I've been super busy and haven't gotten a lot of rest lately."
He lied through his teeth. It might not have been a good look for most people but being a content creator gave Izuku relevant insight into human psychology. Such insight was not enough to help him understand a monster like Nejire, but it gave him the ability to speak negatively without coming off as annoying and pessimistic.
Mina and Ochaco looked at him in shock while eventually having their gazes soften.
"Sorry to hear that. You should take it easy. Everyone needs to conserve their energy now and then." Ochaco cautioned.
Izuku nodded in agreement.
"You're right. I'm hoping to relax once I get home, but things have been hectic lately."
He put his book bag in his locker while extracting the necessary items.
"I'll see you in class. Thanks again."
After a long and stressful day at school, it was time to go home and... probably not relax.
"Welcome home, baby boy."
Izuku slung his bag to the side while looking over at Nejire who was in the kitchen before eventually walking over to join her, hoping that they wouldn't have any issues this afternoon. He was surprised as Nejire was flipping pancakes on the stove.
"Thankyou. Do you need anything from me?"
He looked at her as Nejire matched his gaze with a smile. She supposedly cared about him and so, he thought that asking and being "considerate" might earn him some leniency. A nap sounded really nice right about now.
"Not at the moment. But I was anticipating your return. So I decided to make you something to eat."
With a gentle smile, Nejire pulled the pancakes onto a plate and set them on the table for her man.
Izuku scratched his head in confusion, genuinely taken aback by the act of kindness. He didn't think she was capable of doing that, but even so, he looked at her in unease and skepticism.
"You didn't... Oh, I don't know... mix your cum into the pancake batter or something gross like that?"
Nejire giggled, seemingly amused by his charming sense of humor as she waved her hand in denial of the sentiment.
"No, no. Of course not. Just normal pancakes. I'll even leave you alone so you can enjoy them. In fact, feel free to take it easy for the night. I know I've been working you very hard as of lately and that's not fair at all."
As Nejire left the boy, he stood there in shock.
'Did... hell just freeze over?'
Nejire was a very selfish woman. Something he'd grown accustomed to in the worst of ways. With weeks worth of this context built into his mind, he looked at the pancakes in shock.
Grumble
His stomach was talking to him. Why? Why now? He didn't want to eat something made by that creature who was basically squatting in his house... and yet...
Against his better judgement, Izuku took a seat and started to eat the pancakes. His eyes widening and growing teary eyed after the first bite.
'Wow. These are delicious, what batter did she use?'
The last thing he expected was for them to taste good, but it wasn't long before he was chowing down on Nejire's pancakes.
A good ten minutes later, Izuku sighed in satisfaction while standing up and setting the pancake plate in the sink where he rinsed it off, washed his hands, and went to exit the kitchen, grateful to Nejire for the act of kindness and more tired now than ever before.
Nejire seemed to be in the backyard sunbathing, making a mental note of this, Izuku finally felt as though he could relax and as such went to his room where he didn't even bother to lock his door as he knew it'd be an act of futility in the face of Nejire's willpower and resourcefulness. All he could do now was hope she meant what she said.
"Ooooohhhhhh..."
He groaned in relaxation while letting his face sink into the pillow. The sheer level of grogginess took him deep into stage three sleep in no more than a mere five minutes.
"Mmmmnnnnnn..."
Six hours later, Izuku awoke while yawning and rubbing his eyes as he allowed his sight to return to him. Once the blurriness was replaced by clarity, he sat up while looking around and smiling softly as nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Nejire had honored her promise.
With spirits looking up, he went to the bathroom and washed his face before returning to the bedroom and sitting down, wondering what he should do now.
"Feeling better?"
He frowned while turning his gaze to see Nejire leaning against the door with a loving smile while wearing only a bathrobe.
"Yes."
His response was curt as he hoped she would soon leave him alone on account of his desire to enjoy the night in peace.
Nejire nodded in approval while closing the door behind her and walking closer to the boy as he started to feel nervous while looking into her eyes.
"I knew you just needed some r and r. Even I thought it would be cruel to push you into what I have planned for tonight."
Hearing this, Izuku scowled at the girl, sadly though, she wasn't intimidated.
"You lied to me? I thought I got to have the night off."
The blue haired girl giggled while slipping her bathrobe off her shoulders, causing the boy to blush as he saw her fully nude form.
"Sorry about that. But if you knew, then you'd have never been able to calm your nerves."
"How can you expect me to trust you if you lie to me?"
"It won't happen often. All things considered. I've been very transparent about my intentions... to an extent."
Sweat started to drip down Izuku's forehead as he backed away from the older girl while she seductively climbed into his bed with a knowing smirk. Nejire continued to close the distance until her prey backed into the wall, leaving him nowhere to go as she climbed into his lap.
The boy blushed as Nejire wrapped her arms around his neck. Her hair was slightly matted, making it quite obvious that she just got out of the shower. As if that wasn't bad enough, she smelled better than ever.
"What are you doing?!"
With a look of shock on his face, Izuku squirmed in her embrace, unfortunately for him though. Nejire was a girl belonging to a violent life, and he was a frail young man who didn't get out of the house very often. It was no surprise to find he didn't have the strength to escape from her hold.
"Calm yourself, cutie. A part of you must've known this was inevitable."
With an adoring smile, Nejire closed her eyes and pursed her lips while slowly leaning into Izuku.
"Stop it."
She leaned closer still, causing Izuku to try and back away as mere centimeters were all that remained between their lips. Unfortunately for him though, that wasn't going to work out as Nejire managed to seize his lips in a tender and romantic kiss.
Horror not known since the night she broke into his house soon filled every nerve within Izuku's body as his squirming intensified and he violently thrashed within her lusting and slender arms.
Nejire tightened her embrace, impressed by the sheer level of adrenaline that fueled Izuku as he actually managed to put up some resistance. It didn't matter though, one semi focused mindset was all it took to retain control over the situation. He wasn't going anywhere.
"Mmmmrrrrrhhhhhhh?!"
Izuku's eyes widened in horror as the sexy and scented rapist shoved her tongue into his mouth where she enjoyed the act of exploring his virgin oral cavity.
'No! No! No! No! Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! Please Stop!'
The older girl looked deep into his eyes with a lustful gaze while her pussy started to burn with desire, eager to defile her idol. Teach him all the things a young man needs to know in order to please a woman. Inko is going to be so proud.
After hearing him practically scream into the kiss for a whole entire minute and savoring the fear in his prudish gaze, Nejire pulled away leaving them both panting in exhaustion as Izuku's face made it clear he could hardly even process what was happening.
"Hah... Hah... You've painted my body. Now you're going to paint my womb."
"Wait! Stop!"
The older girl ignored him though as she grabbed his cock while looking domineeringly into his meek and fear laden eyes as she slowly inserted him within her womanhood while the two moaned out in pleasure as Nejire's pussy was soft and tight while Izuku was big enough to kiss her cervix on the first thrust.
Nejire cooed out in pleasure while sensuously yet menacingly leaning down on Izuku's body causing heat to run to his virgin cheeks as he felt her huge soft breasts rubbing against his lean chest. It was already embarrassing enough to sleep with her, but now the humiliation was amplified ten fold by the combined sensation of her titty pillows smooshing against his body and her sigma female pussy baring down on his cock with all the love and obsession that could be expected of such a calculating stalker.
"Mmmmmmnnnnnnnn... That's it baby, Fill big sister up."
Izuku couldn't help but shudder in disgust and fear but as he did, he was given no choice other than to look at Nejire while soaking in her beautiful and threatening demeanor while the blue haired bombshell flashed him the most horrendous and sickly of flirtatious smiles.
"Hah...hah... L-Let go!"
Nejire paid his words no mind as she leaned in closer while steadily riding his cock at a firm and controlled pace designed to maximize the pleasure she drilled into his helpless cock as she kept her predatory vaginal muscles nice and tight around his throbbing hard shaft.
"Kiss me."
"What?!"
Once more, Nejire scared him with her cold demands as she looked at him in dead seriousness while continuing to breed his manhood.
Her eyes said one thing and only one thing. You know what will happen if you disobey me.
After some time and reluctance, Izuku shuddered in despair while closing his eyes, unwilling to look Nejire in the eye as he softly pressed his lips against her own. It wasn't easy, he was inherently disgusted by the prospect of having sex with the beautiful rapist afterall... but eventually, Izuku managed to fully smoosh his lips into her own with great shame welling up in his heart.
"Mmmmnnnnn..."
Nejire melted into the kiss. Her influence had been effective, even if based upon fear and blackmail. It pleased her greatly to know that she didn't have to instruct Izuku to shove his tongue in her mouth and proceed to explore her oral cavity while moaning into her mouth as Nejire's pussy dominated his thick horny cock in ways he'd never experienced before.
As time went on, Izuku was starting to get used to kissing her. In fact, it was an effective enough tactic in allowing him to not have to hear her taunts and moans... but still... it was problematic in its own right.
Her lips were soft, plump, and warm. Her saliva thick and hot as their tongues coiled around each other's while Nejire kept her eyes closed and enjoyed the frenching session as she continued to firmly work Izuku's cock towards climax while the boy moaned and mewled into her lips, only occasionally pulling away to catch his breath before Nejire reminded him who was in charge by forcing him right back into the tender and romantic exchange of saliva.
ClapClapClapClapClapClapClap
She started to bounce her thick cheeks and powerful stalker pussy up and down Izuku's thick lusting cock at an even faster pace while Izuku moaned even louder into her lips as the two clung to each other tighter out of sexual instinct rather than romantic interest in one another.
Izuku felt his vision grow blurry as Nejire slammed down on his cock one last time while rooting herself deep into his hips allowing Izuku's head to enter her womb for the first time, and what better moment than his first creampie?
Weakened and overwhelmed by Nejire's impressive stamina, Izuku felt his energy leave him as he opened his eyes only to be met with the devout and obsessive gaze of Nejire as she continued to kiss him.
After a whole minute of softly pumping his sperm inside of Nejire's domineering womb, Izuku was finally spent as Nejire released his lips while softly panting as Izuku melted into the bed, eyes glazed over, sweat escaping from nearly every pore, and his psyche and emotional health and stability in tatters.
Eventually, Nejire groaned in approval while flipping them over so that Izuku was laying on her as he pulled out while collapsing against her body as the two panted in exhaustion.
"Oh baby. You're a natural. I can feel your streamer semen molding my womb, making me fall for you even harder."
Izuku wanted to look up at Nejire in disgust and anger, but he didn't even have the strength for it. She had to teasing him though. How can someone say that with a straight face though?
In time, Izuku pulled out while shuddering and shivering in disgust at the wet plunking noise that emanated from their separating sexes.
"Now it's your turn."
Hearing this, Izuku didn't even have the emotional strength to offer a boisterous and passionate response. It was surprising that she had the energy, but not so much that she would make that sort of demand.
Sigh
Nejire smirked as she saw Izuku push himself up while bracing himself to pleasure his big sister. He was such a stud. So selfless and ready to please others at the expense of himself. How could she not consider herself the luckiest girl on the planet.
Izuku looked up at her in apathy and sadness as he readied himself to take her. He didn't know what he was doing, but contrary to Nejire's delusions of intimacy, he didn't care. And so, with Inko Midoriya's life hanging by the thread known only as his complacency, Izuku shoved his cock inside of Nejire while moaning out in lust and exhaustion as a soft blush painted itself across Nejire's cheeks from the mere insertion of his cock.
"Oooohhhhh... Yes Izuku!"
Pushing past his emotional distress and decline in energy, Izuku started to thrust inside of her while thinking of his mother and all the things he would do to save her. It wasn't too bad though... Nejire was beautiful and breedable if nothing else... with her confidence, he could've even seen himself falling in love with her in any other situation, but she had crossed too many lines for that... or at least, that's what he thought at the moment anyway.
He leaned up while grabbing Nejire's thighs and blushing as his hands melted into her soft and warm skin. Nejire noticed as much too and smirked, quite pleased that even if his mind was against her, his body would always submit to its male instincts. Even a prude like him was still a man in some capacity.
His balls smacked against her soft, thick, and creamy butt cheeks with every thrust as Izuku moaned out while closing his eyes. The act of taking the lead excited him in ways that only filled him with shame. Combined with Nejire's earlier assault and his cock was doubly sensitive. It was almost unbearable, but he had to pamper his big sister. It was the only way to preserve his mother's life.
"Hah...hah... Oh yes! Yes Izuku! It feels so good!"
Izuku was embarrassed as Nejire closed her eyes and moaned out.
"Your big manly cock is dominating my pussy... I can't live without it!"
Seeing the tinge of mischief in her eyes, it was clear that statement was exaggerated to fuck with him, at least to an extent, but the way she cried out made him bite his lip, an act that he lamented. But it was quite clear that Nejire was a girl who was well versed in manipulating men by stoking their libidos.
"Hah...hah... Stop talking like that!"
Nejire continued to look at him with a mischievous grin while tightening her soft and feminine pussy around his thick lusting cock.
"But its true! Your fat sexy cock is molding my pussy into its shape. Oh Izuku! You're stoking my female instincts, making me want to breed!"
Izuku blushed while averting his gaze in embarrassment. He didn't understand how a girl could be so depraved, but her own claims were effectively triggering his own love making instincts to which Nejire smirked.
"Mmmmmnnnnnn... I can feel your cock throbbing even harder in my pussy! You can't deny it! You love this, boy! You love having sex with beautiful older girls!"
"No! I don't love this!"
"Of course you do! You're a horny pervert! A horny pervert whose making me feel like a woman!"
"Stop talking!"
Nejire giggled at his whining while continuing to squeeze her pussy around his manhood even harder causing Izuku to groan in euphoric bliss while buckling into Nejire's soft and scented body.
"Hah...hah..."
He was close now, Izuku was about to cream pie his stalker a second time, but of course, he was too ashamed to admit it. It hadn't happened yet. Poor Izuku wasn't ready to be honest about his sexual desires quite yet.
Unfortunately for him Nejire knew exactly what was going to happen. She knew her man was about to cum and so, she hugged him while bringing the boy into a deep and lusting kiss as Izuku's eyes went wide in shock as he inseminated her pussy again.
Feeling disgusted and aroused at the same time, Izuku tried desperately to pull out of her embrace but lacked the strength as he felt his consciousness on the verge of slipping away from him while his senses were ravaged.
"Shhhh. It's ok handsome... rest now, big sister will be right here when you wake up."
That was exactly what scared him though, no matter, Izuku was soon to submit to her advice as he passed out in her arms while his cute and sleeping face collapsed into Nejire's breasts where she giggled as he started to softly snore.
With a little confidence and excitement coursing through her body, Nejire gave Izuku a firm and erotic spanking on the ass causing his petite cheeks to jiggle before she pulled the comforter over them, excited to fall asleep with Izuku's big manly cock snugly trapped in her pussy as she would live on with the pride of being Izuku's first.
The next day, things went on as normal... well almost... Unbeknownst to the young streamer who had just become a man, Nejire had set up a multitude of hidden cameras throughout the room. And why wouldn't she? The loss of male virginity had been caught from multiple angles.
"Mmmmrrrrrrhhhhhh."
Within the confines of a dark and barely maintained room, Inko Midoriya slowly awoke while trying to get up. A dark shadowy figure loomed at the side as her eyes went wide with shock as she soon realized she was chained to her bed.
"What's happening?!"
Stab
As if her eyes weren't wide enough, soon, the woman looked to the right where she saw a familiar knife being thrust into her nightstand.
'That's the weapon she used to stab me... the blood is crusted black... How long was I out for?'
Horror laden across her anxious and sweaty face, Inko slowly and shakily looked to the left of the knife where her attacker was leaning down and looking at her through hunched yet attentive body language.
"Who are you?! Why did you hurt me?!"
The perpetrator smirked at the inquiry while standing up in confidence as she walked around Inko's bed slowly and gracefully, not bothering to answer her as she seemed to have something else in mind based on the television that was positioned carefully and purposefully at the foot of her bed.
"Shouldn't you be more worried about your son? What kind of shitty mother are you?"
Hearing this, Inko thought of her darling boy, Izuku. Rage filled her heart as her fear and concern for herself faded into hellfire.
"WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY SON?!"
Unfazed, a coy and devilish smirk kissed Nejire's sadistic lips as she looked at Inko.
Never in her life did Inko want to punch somebody harder than she did right now. The evil within this creep's heart was all too poorly hidden... hell, she wasn't even trying to conceal it.
"ANSWER ME! RIGHT NOW!"
Once more, Nejire remained calm as she leaned down and went on to plug the television in. Of course, why would she be fazed? Nejire has spent her whole life ruining others. She had become familiar with all sorts of loving dynamics and that between a mother and child was no exception.
"Relax. Your son is safe. I haven't hurt him... nor will I ever."
Hearing this, a wave of relief washed over Inko as she heard the gentle shift in Nejire's voice. It made her just a tad bit proud to see how impossible to hate her son was. Even this... thing... seemed too compassionate to bring harm amongst an innocent young man like Izuku Midoriya, the most humble artist on the internet.
In time though, Inko snapped out of her relief as she realized that just because her son was physically safe didn't mean this situation was unproblematic. Why would this psychopath feel compelled to mention him if she didn't have plans revolving around her child? No matter. Inko would soon set her straight. Nejire was never going to do anything to hurt her boy, and she was going to make sure she knew it.
She looked at the younger girl in anger only to be shocked as Nejire turned on the TV. This distraction broke her focus as she looked at screen and felt a bit awkward and bewildered as a play menu came on accompanied by erotic music.
'What is this?'
Nejire was fully naked on the screen, her body floating up and down in a repetitive manner as if she were looking at a moving image.
"Ready for the show? You're going to love this."
"Love what? What the hell is wrong with you?!"
Hearing this, the blue haired cutie pie chuckled while leaning against the television.
"We'd be here all day if I went into that, better yet, the day would just be spent with me not knowing where to even start."
With this jovial response, Inko was displeased to see Nejire gracefully twirling around the TV before contrasting this elegant demeanor by callously tossing herself back first onto Inko's bed where she sighed in comfort while making herself at home as she hit the play button on the screen.
"Hey! Get out of my bed! This isn't your house, you fucking lunatic!"
Nejire paid this unreasonable interaction no mind as she went on to look at the screen while having the mother look at it.
As seconds followed, Inko's jaw dropped in shock while her eyes shook in a mix of complete and utter horror and unhinged and all powerful maternal rage.
"I-I-I-Izu...ku?"
Nejire giggled softly while a feminine young school girl while taking a picture of Inko in that moment.
"Priceless."
"What did you do?"
Hearing her speak, Nejire casually looked to the side with an insensitive hum.
Inko's voice was low, dead, and full of despair as she watched in horror as her son pushed his cock into the girl who had stabbed her and god only knows what else.
Nejire's body language remained relaxed however as she watched Inko look at her with complete and utter seriousness and a look of calm and thinly veiled anger.
"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO MY SON!"
It was quite amusing in her mind how Inko snapped at her while pushing against the chains. All fear faded in the face of passion as not even pain seemed to stop Inko from trying to tear the younger girl apart.
"Careful now, Mama Izuku! You'll tear your stitches open if you try and fight against those binds."
Her words didn't even reach her though as blood leaked down the cuff while squishing and grinding noises echoed softly from the chains as the bed violently shook.
Nejire's eyes narrowed in focus as she leaned up while backing away. Not out of fear but annoyance.
In time, she groaned while pushing Inko back and climbing on top of her.
"Stop it! You're going to hurt yourself!"
"FUCK YOU! CHILD MOLESTER! MONSTER! PHSYCOPATH!"
"I'm around his age, fucking moronic bitch!"
None of it mattered though, Inko continued to try and fight against her binds. Teeth grit in a ferocious snarl that would even put a dozen combined pit bulls to shame.
"I SAID CALM DOWN!"
Nejire leaned back while rolling her knuckles into her palm before slamming her fist into Inko's nose causing copious amounts of blood to squirt over her lips. Somehow, even this didn't stop Inko's wrath as she wasn't even stunned.
Even the young stalker was surprised by this intense perseverance, but Inko wasn't the only human being on the planet with powerful spirit.
"I TOLD YOU TO STOP!"
Intent on reigning the enraged and animalistic mother in, Nejire slammed her fist into her nose again with every bit as much power and speed as the first punch. Yet again though, Inko continued to struggle her chains.
Smack after smack, the erotic moans of Izuku and Nejire combined with lustful music in the video were soon rivaled by the sound of blood squelching and bones pushing against cartilage.
Inko's rage persisted even then.
"CALM DOWN AT ONCE! YOU'RE GOING TO HURT YOURSELF! MOM!"
Nejire's teeth were grit from ear to ear, her eyes pulsating and veiny with adrenaline as she continued to relentless beat in Inko's broken nose.
Splurt
Eventually, Inko's face was bloody and battered in, her nose dented in and then twisted, and dented in again over and over. Purple and black bruises infested the skin in the area that Nejire beat down upon.
Her rage had simmered into shock as she looked at Nejire while wheezing in agony, her breathing hitched and her body shaking.
As Inko finally manage to "compose herself" Nejire's gaze softened as she gently stroked Inko's bloody and battered face with the back of her fingers where some of Nejire's skin had peeled off from the barrage.
"I apologize. I didn't want to have to do that, but you were acting out of line and I can't have you hurting yourself."
"Uuuugggghhhhh! Aaaauuuurrrrrhhhhh..."
Nejire pulled off with a loving smirk as Inko layed back into the pillows in pain.
"We'll get that nose looked at soon enough... but first..."
With eyes filled with delirium and pain, Inko shakily looked over at the young girl while she went over to her bag and leaned over, making sure that Inko could see her ass being seductively bent over.
"Let's do some bonding."
As Nejire pulled out a dildo, Inko's eyes hovered towards the sex toy as she shuddered in fear while watching Nejire slowly and seductively saunter over to her with a calm and lustful smile.
And that's the chapter, hope it was alright