Hey, guys! Here is the conclusion to "Mitsuki For The Weekend!" Warning, it does GET there! Enjoy!

Izuku's eyes slowly drifted open only to promptly shut in protest of the sudden brightness. A tremendous headache was born. It felt like his head was being throbbed by a hammer, taking the old Japanese hammer-and-nail saying to a whole new meaning. He promised himself that he will take it easy on the overconsumption of honey buns and cheap canned ice tea. He couldn't help it. Those were his weaknesses and as long as his girlfriend continued to supply them, what could he do?

Katsuki.

As his senses returned, he realized that something was very off about the situation. His eyes snapped back open and darted around the lavish and well-lit bathroom. The display reminded Izuku of early 20th century homes in New England. The bathroom was moderately large. The sink stood in the middle of the floor. From his position, he saw water running from the bidet. As he looked forward, he saw the tub was alone. There were no curtains. Everything was white and marbled. The walls, the tub, the sink, everything. He tried to extend his hands but unfortunately, he felt constriction. His hands were tied on each side by nylon. His feet were also bounded by nylon as he was on a soft air mattress.

Now thoroughly panicking, the emerald-haired teen tried to analyze what brought him to this position.

Bits and pieces returned to him. He was spending the weekend with Katsuki. They have had sex. Afterward, he met with her mother, Mitsuki.

Mitsuki.

She was wearing revealing clothing. She asked him questions that were quite inappropriate. They made a pinky swore. She led him to her bedroom.

"I know something you don't know. And it involves a dream."

It clicked. She pinned him to the door where she raised his hands into her position. He felt the force of Mitsuki's tongue entering his mouth. The surge of her prowess as she cleaned out whatever he had into his mouth before she used her free hand to pinch a nerve at his neck. Silence followed thereafter.

"You're awake. Good! For a second, I was thinking I might have lost you."

Izuku jerked his head toward the source of the feminine voice. Standing at the door was the very woman who had put him in this position, Mitsuki Bakugo.

It took Izuku a second to notice that Mitsuki's blonde hair wasn't spiky but instead straight and flattened. She wore a black corset that lined with straps to the black boots she was sporting. Her wearing glasses was surprising for he didn't know that the mother Bakugo wore contacts. What stood out was that she wasn't wearing any panties. Her slit stood out to Izuku as the blonde hair stood at attention. For a moment, he thought he heard it purring.

"Auntie Mitsuki, what's going on," questioned Izuku nervously.

"What's the matter, Izuku," questioned Mitsuki in a smiling manner. "Is it the glasses? My contacts were getting dry so I thought, why not? Does it look sexy?"

"No, I mean yes, but that is not the point," replied Izuku. "What's going on? Why am I tied up?"

She clicked her tongue teasingly. "Why so trivial with things, Izuku? Why can you just live in the moment?" She rubbed herself fervently. "Especially when there is grade A meat right in front of you." She hissed once more, inciting moans. She wanted him to become excited, knowing that Izuku was going to go anywhere. "Do you love how robust and round are my titties?" She shook her breast, protruding her nipples through the corset. "Does that make your balls brew for action?"

He turned away. "Auntie, this isn't right! Plus, I am your daughter's boyfriend."

Mitsuki furrowed her eyebrows. Not the response she wanted. She pressed forward as she hovered over Izuku. "My precious loving daughter, Katsuki? What can I say? She is a wonderful loving wholesome daughter. And why are you her boyfriend?" She lowered herself next to Izuku. She used her hand as she trailed her fingers from his chest. He was sensitive by her cool touch. She slid her fingers in between his pecs. "I must say, Izuku, you have a nice body. To think she has already gotten to you. If I were my daughter, I would have been devour you. With or without permission." She felt the hairs of his body standing. It wouldn't be long before the poor, defenseless Izuku would stir an erection. "And going back to my daughter, why are you her boyfriend? That is because she had raped you."

Izuku's face became drained as she recalled that fateful Halloween night in which Katsuki did rape him. Yet again, he didn't want to call it rape as he did eventually enjoy it. And now they are a couple. His brain then tried to configure on how did she know.

"You're probably thinking with that cute body of yours how did I know," she informed him while flicking his nose. "Remember us talking about if you sail into my daughter's harbor? Yeah, Auntie doesn't forget. Auntie keeps cameras all around. She must know what goes in and out of this place." She got on her hands and knees as she spread her hands onto his chest. She lowered her face as she began licking onto his chest. His senses were alerted by feelings of her tongue. "Your dear, precious, poor old Auntie had to watch my precious daughter being sailed away by this pitiful sailor boy." She placed her teeth onto his nipple, tugging it. She knew that this would rouse any boy. "Leaving me cold and alone with only my hands to soothe me. Why would you do such a thing?"

Izuku wanted to remain silent. He didn't want to think that her actions with her mouth were pleasurable.

"Since you have disobeyed my orders, it is time for your punishment," she said to him matter-of-factly. "Since you can't swallow a thousand needles. I will do something more serious." She flicked his nipple with her tongue. "You may not enjoy it. Then yet again, you might. Still, you weren't supposed to do such awfully, haughty, insanely bountiful things to my daughter. So, an eye for an eye."

She went from his chest, fixating her bedeviling smile to the stunned Izuku. She pressed her lips to his ears. "I am going to rape you, Izuku." She sounded serious, even to the point in which Izuku released a yelp from his voice. "You're going to rape me, Auntie?"

"Correctly. To let you know, my darling, I have swallowed plenty of fertility pills," she informed as she was rubbing her stomach. "The idea of carrying another man's baby should be punishment. So please be prepared to know that this is only payback. And...fuck it, enough talk, I am just ready to fuck you, Izuku."

"Auntie, please you can't," said Izuku before feeling her lips returning to him once more. It was quite aggressive, thrusting her tongue into his mouth. He muffled as she pulled her tongue to invite his tongue into her mouth. With her free hand, she slowly drifted her hand onto his now swollen shaft. Mitsuki envied her daughter to know she had a taste before she did. At some point, she would have gotten to Izuku. She was too careless. She didn't think her daughter actually liked Izuku romantically. She had honestly thought she was a lesbian but, nevertheless, it mattered not as she was marking her claim onto him. She pulled back from Izuku, creating a bridge of saliva between the two.

"Can't what? Rape you?" She clapped her hands in excitement. "Let me guess? This isn't right. 'Oh, no, auntie, no. Please don't do this to me. I have a girlfriend.' I am your girlfriend now, I-zu-ku." She rubbed the peehole of his dick as she made slow scrapes around the entry. "And the mother of our love child. So, please cry and scream for me. For it will bring me pleasure. We are Bakugos, Izuku. We don't wait, we take!"

Izuku lowered his face. Mitsuki noticed a sudden change in his expression. "No, you didn't let me finish, Auntie. I was going to say that you can't rape the willing."

Mitsuki became shocked by the situation as Izuku pecked her on the lips. Small, sensitive pecks to her cheeks. Her face contorted as she felt the shift of Izuku's hips. Izuku broke the kiss. That alone made Mitsuki blush. "Where is this coming from?"

"You have heard me. You can't rape the willing," said Izuku as he began to smile. "I won't deny that I wouldn't find you attractive as well. Your body, your lips, your voice. All I see is your daughter in you."

Mitsuki was stunned of this situation. This wasn't what she had expected to happen. "Izuku? Is this a ploy to get you out of this. No matter how you use words, this won't stop me from having my way with you."

"And I am not. Such a pretty damsel, Auntie. Please feel free to take advantage of me," said Izuku as Mitsuki felt the lessening of his resistance. "Feel free to rape me, fuck me. Punish me for what I have done to your daughter. If carrying my seed inside of you brings you solace, by all means, do what is necessary."

Mitsuki's feelings were changing. At this point, she wanted to have her way with him. But in the way to make him squirm. His resistance was her pleasure. Now, seeing the willing participant deterred her. She did like him. She wanted to carry his baby but in a more dominant manner. Mitsuki cursed under her breath as she began untying the ropes.

Izuku appeared worried as he felt his wrist being free. "What's the matter, Auntie?"

"I can't do this. I mean, I want to do this, but not that way," said Mitsuki as she was finishing untying him. "I do care about you but I always liked it by force. That is my nature. Hell, that's how I met Katsuki's father."

He scratched under his chin. "Sorry, Auntie. Shall I pretend to make you feel better."

"It won't be the same," said Mitsuki. "You are free to go, Izuku." Mitsuki stood and walked to the sink. She looked defeated, didn't expect Izuku to lower her guard. "Look, don't speak of this with Ka-" It was cut as Izuku positioned himself behind her. He pressed his naked body against her ass. He pulled her by her neck and began kissing her. Mitsuki was stunned as she felt the prowess of a man dominating her. He used his free hand to insert in her pussy. She moaned as she felt Izuku continuing to dominate her. She didn't want this. Yet again, she had never felt this good in years.

Izuku broke this kiss, leaving Mitsuki frustrated, upset.

...and unsatisfied.

She lowered her back and tilted over the sink. She spread her ass, allowing Izuku to see her cavern. "Right here, right now, Izuku. Pound my tender ass. I need a dick. Please, fuck me as hard you can."

"I wouldn't count on that, Mother Dearest. For that ass is mine first."

Mitsuki's eyes widened in disbelief when hearing the last thing she had never thought she was going to hear. Before she could react, Izuku grabbed handcuffs and placed them around her wrist.

"Izuku," she barked. "What are you doing?"

"Shut up, mother." The footsteps of Katsuki were approaching her mother. Mitsuki turned to see her naked daughter.

Her naked daughter sporting a strap-on.

"You can never stop taking my things. Can you," said Katsuki with a toothy grin.

"What the hell, you baka," cried Mitsuki. "Do you know what you are doing? To your mother? And how did you know about this?"

Katsuki spat on her hand as she rubbed her strap-on. "Oh, Mother. We are birds of a feather. The eye in the sky watches all." She smiled as she reached for Mitsuki's glasses. "Or in this case, your glasses, Mother."

Earlier in the night….

"Izuku. Tonight Mom is going to attempt to rape you."

"Auntie? She wouldn't do that."

"You baka! Sorry, my love. I know my mother. She has always wanted you. Hell, anything she can't have, she wants."

"What do I have to do?"

"Just follow my instructions. And believe, everything will fall into place."

Back to the present….

"Oh, mother! Isn't our vanity our virtuous insanity," asked Katsuki mischievously as she positioned her strap-on against her mother's ass. Meanwhile, Izuku was instructed to sit at the air mattress until she was ready for the next set of orders.

"You little bitch," barked Mitsuki. "How dare you do this to me?"

"To me? You always take my things. Izuku isn't your property. Izuku is my boyfriend," cried Katsuki. "And since you want to be a butt of things. I am going to give you the reason why you should you are going to be nothing but an ass."

Katsuki used her hands to hold her mother's hips steady as she inserted her strap-on into her mother's ass. She heard her mother's harking cries but overlooked it as she fully sheathed herself inside of her ass.

"There you go, Mother. Give it to me." Katsuki spanked her mother's ass as she proceeded to fuck her. Mitsuki cried loud into the bathroom as her anal virginity was taken away by her own daughter. "That's right. Scream for your daughter, Mommy. Scream for your fucking daughter, Mommy! You like when you want to fuck with people? Now, you know what is like to be screwed."

Izuku stood quietly as he watched his girlfriend fucking her own mother. Although this shouldn't be right, he wasn't going to lie to say that this wasn't turning him on.

"Icchan?"

Izuku heard the sound of his girlfriend calling him. He turned as he saw Katsuki positioning her mother to her direction. He watched as Mitsuki's eyes were full of tears, surprised by the situation.

"Give her what she wants."

"Kacchan?"

"Please!" This time, it was coming from Mitsuki.

"My mom...well...nevermind," said Katsuki. "Put your dick in her mouth. And that's an order, you baka!"

"Yes, Kacchan." Izuku walked to his Auntie as her wondrous, heart-shaped pupils were focusing on Izuku's dick. He closed his eyes as he welcomed her mouth onto his dick.

Mitsuki went from feeling miserable to feeling the pleasure as she was being double-teamed by her daughter and her daughter's boyfriend.

Izuku began to moan harshly as the pleasure was overriding him.

"Icchan, look at me!"

He turned to see the lovestruck eyes of Katsuki.

She used her hand to wrap around the back of Izuku's head and pulled him in for a kiss. Izuku felt the force of Katsuki's kiss. She broke the kiss. "You belong to me, you baka! No one else. Understand?"

Izuku didn't speak. Suddenly, he felt the surge of his milk spurting out of his dick and into Mitsuki's mouth. She groaned as she accepted each and every spurt into her throat. She groaned once more as Katsuki began pounding her ass quickly.

Katsuki silently moaned as she, too, climaxed from her mother. She pulled herself from her mother's ass and Mitsuki fell to the floor.

Izuku dropped to his knees.

Katsuki turned devilishly to Izuku. Before he could flinch, she came for a kiss. Izuku was puzzled as she invited her tongue to perform a dance with his tongue. She turned to her mother.

"Mother, do you love Icchan," she asked her.

Mitsuki was blushing. She was feeling ashamed of the predicament.

Izuku felt his dick being rubbed by Katsuki. "Answer my question, Mommy. Do you love my Izuku?"

She looked upset, turning away from her daughter.

"Oh, Mommy. Don't give me that face. It won't help you in the end. And I know it goes against your code of dominating a man. So let me ask you again. Do you or do you not love my Izuku?"

She panted in between breaths. "I do."

"In a doting nephew of way or I want to be impregnated by him kind of way."

She continued stroking his dick. Juices were coming from his dick. She began aching for his dick. "The latter," she whimpered.

"Would you like to fuck my Icchan," asked Katsuki teasingly. She began licking around his bellybutton. "I don't mind you borrowing him."

Her whimpers continued. "Yes! I want to make love with Icchan. I want him! Please let me have him!" Her pride was cast away. It didn't matter how she wanted. All she could think about was cock.

Katsuki instructed her mother to lie on the ground. She obeyed. Katsuki told her to spread her legs wide for Izuku to enter. She instructed him to get on the floor.

"I don't mind you borrowing Izuku every now and then. Just remember who gave him permission."

Izuku climbed on top of her mother. He was nervous, but at the same time, he looked at her mother. Mitsuki returned the look. She looked naughty and innocent, according to Izuku's thought. The role he played earlier was based on what Katsuki had told him to do. Now, he was confused on what he was going to do.

"It's okay, sweetie," said Mitsuki. "Don't be shy. Put it in me, Izuku."

Izuku closed his eyes as he inserted his dick inside of his Mitsuki's pussy.

He grunted and strutted with force like it was his first time. Katsuki was standing beside them encouraging them as they were having sex. From time to time, she would grab her mother's titties or fondle his balls. Both her mother and her boyfriend continued fucking until they both moaned closer into climax.

"Pump your seed into me, baby," she screamed. "Get this naughty pussy a child."

"I am coming, Auntie," he cried as he spurted his seed inside of her. He continued spurting until it was nothing left.

Katsuki coughed as she pushed Mitsuki off of Izuku. "I hope you aren't planning to sleep because it's my turn, you baka." She kissed him on the lips. "Better fuck me better than my mom, you...just do it well, Icchan."

The night was spent as Mitsuki, Katsuki, and Izuku were consumed in their lovemaking. Izuku continued pumping seeds inside of the girls until there was nothing left. In the end, all of them were lying on the bathroom floor. Both girls were lying beside him, caressing him. They were tired, exhausted.

Yet still were unsatisfied.

"You have learned from the best," said Mitsuki as she was surprised about the turn of events. Her pussy began to throb as she wanted more of Izuku's cock as well as her daughter's strap-on. "You have surprised me. Though I am a bit upset about how things have turned, I can't deny that you are a bitch! A bitch who has learned from the bitch herself."

Katsuki blushed. "You know that was what I really wanted to her, Mom. I love you."

"I love you, too, Kacchan," replied her mother. "But please believe that I will try twice as hard to get Izuku in my grasp."

Katsuki gave her mother a thumbs up. "I am looking forward to that, Mom." She turned to the sleeping Izuku. "I will let him sleep a bit longer before wanting to fuck him." She turned to her mother. "Then, you can your turn to screw him next." She began to blush. "I still need help on learning techniques to please a man."

"Aww, sweetheart. It is like wanting me to help you with your homework," said Mitsuki. "Do you think I am pregnant?"

"Without a doubt, Mom. We both are," replied Katsuki.

"Shall we say, resume our battle for Izuku after the kids are born," asked Mitsuki.

"Don't go easy on me. You know I won't," said Katsuki.

"Like mother, like daughter. Look forward to this battle," replied Mitsuki.

Eight months later….

The class of 1-A was in the state of shock when Katsuki announced to the class that she was pregnant with Izuku's baby. Ochako was happy for the couple. Tsuyu dropped her tongue. Mineta was upset. Momo gave Shouto strange looks as the latter looked away.

"So, I will be taking a leave of absence until the baby is born," said Katsuki as she was rubbing her swollen baby.

"I just can't believe what I am seeing," said Toru. "And your mother is okay with this?"

"Sure," said the glowing Katsuki. "My mother has a baby due on the way as well."

"How's your father taking it," questioned Ochako.

"Let's say he still hasn't returned from his business trip," she giggled. "But don't worry, Izuku is stepping up to take care of us. Speaking of which, where is Izuku?"

"He was called to the office an hour ago where you were having your spells," said Ochako. "They said that his parents were checking him out."

Katsuki lowered her eyes. "How can they where they are out of the country." She paused before releasing a smile on her face. "Mother, you fucker!"

Meanwhile….

Mitsuki looked at her window to see the beautiful view of the evening sky. The clouds lie as numerous pebbles on the beach, small and heaped in chaotic ways. Above is a drifting mist, thin, oddly transparent, like a half-erased footprint in the sand. The fragments of clouds, as if painted by an artistic hand, delicate inflections of the brush spreading orange over red.

She rubbed her swollen belly as she held Izuku's hand. By this time, Izuku was lovestruck by the clever hands of the Bakugo girls as he eventually fallen into the depths of no return.

Either that or could have been from being drugged by the precious hands of Mitsuki. Hard to tell.

"Papa was nice of him for us to get away. Right, Papa," asked Mitsuki.

Izuku didn't answer. His body drifted over to her shoulder, which she didn't mind.

"A nice getaway for each other where we can be together. Just the three of us," said Mitsuki.

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. This is the captain speaking. I am addressing that we will arrive at our destination within the next few hours. The time in Honolulu is seven in the morning. Temperatures are in the upper sixties with partly cloudy skies. Feel free to check….

Sorry, honey. It seems like I have failed the end of my bargain. Let the battle begin, my dear Katsuki.

This is the end of Mitsuki For The Weekend. The journey shall continue another time….