Hey, guys! Before you read, we wrote this in January. We were on the fence on releasing this as this is one of most raunchy stories in the series. Also, the element of the story includes dark comedy. So, don't become triggered or alarmed from the content in this story. In this story, Pony is going through estrus and she is hot to trot. Her eyes spy an emerald steed and she plans to make her move, no matter the cost. What will happen? Read and see! This is an OOC Izuku x OOC Pony story. Enjoy!
A/N: I know we have yet to finish some of our previous stories from this series. It isn't like we have forgotten. Understand that it can be hard to find proper endings or finding inspiration to conclude it. We plan to finish them in a timely manner. As a reminder, this is an anthology. So, look at it like a tanbouken. Nevertheless, thank you for the support and patronage.
It had to be at the dead of night when she could commence her Deku Sessions. She was alone. Ginuwine was playing softly in the background. The life-sized All Might doll was lying in bed as it was waiting to be ravished.
Her mother embarrassingly told the blonde that it was Ginuwine's famous song that gave her her namesake. Her mother met her father at an after hours bar at a military base in Sasebo. She was young, he was young. It was love at first sight.
Pony's mother told her in strict confidence her father felt the same way for her as well.
He just didn't know yet.
She recalled sitting under her mother while her father was cooking the macaroni in the kitchen as she told the tale of their first encounter.
"Pony" was playing in the background. I was titillated, a bit flustered, shy. Yet, how could I resist his doting eyes. The sweet innocence of a man who was there to serve and protect. Suddenly, a rush of confidence ensued as I was the one that approached him. I gave him my name. I gave him his. I asked him if I could buy him a drink. He politely accepted. I got a beer. He had a gin and tonic. We toasted our drinks and asked him to dance.
I slipped a mickey in his drink. We danced. He got drunk. I took him to a nearby love motel. I ravished him that day. I was definitely a cowgirl as "Pony" played ceremoniously in the background.
She felt honored to understand the historical origins of her namesake. Unfortunately, there wasn't any man to slip a mickey into his drink as she was underaged and didn't know anyone who could acquire her the drug.
Just a picture she took of Izuku without his permission covering All Might's face.
"Think you were going to leave me without getting one last ride?" Pony was in her nakedness. One would never suspect this shy teen would be as alluring and lecherous. She climbed into the bed where she grip the groin area of the doll. A green dildo and Deku's stolen boxers lie in its space.
She gripped the dildo. "Didn't you hear me, Deku! Don't be so silent because it isn't going to stop me from riding you, baby."
Pony was in heat. Her estrus was steadily approaching. It was a blessing that her dorm was at the furthermost part of Heights Alliance. She couldn't imagine prying ears like Yaoyorozu, Kodai, Kendou, or that tuna processing factory known as Uraraka were to interrupt her. She was her greatest nemesis. She has been quite too chummy with her beloved boyfriend. They weren't boyfriend and girlfriend. At least not yet.
Since the boy has made his grace onto UA High, she has been watching him. When he hangs out with friends, playing video games with Iida, Todoroki, and Bakugo in their dorm rooms. Even nights when Izuku has his nightly masturbation sessions. She envied the blankets, the tissues, and the underwear that were coated with his sperm.
However, she detested the many nights of his fueled fantasies of a certain neko and Bakugo's female counterpart. If she were to find them, she would use that scarf and hang them from the highest skyscraper. The only blonde and only humanoid that he needed was Pony and Pony alone.
"You look so damn sexy when you are under the influence." A fantasy play she did. She liked the idea of violating him and taking away his innocence. It was the way her mother did to her father. Violating him endlessly throughout the night, ensuring to receive every ounce of piping, hot cum into her moist, welcoming pussy. Pony's mother wasn't leaving until she was certain that she was filled to the brim. She was positive that this steed was going to make her a colt or a filly.
She spooled saliva from her mouth and used it to lather the plastic. Although her virgin, her dirty cousin next door has been quite familiar with the hunk of plastic that she prayed would become a meaty flesh.
"Just like Mom when she took Dad, I am gonna ride you until I hear you neigh," she said to the doll. She propped herself on top of the doll. She spread her asspussy to get herself ready. She was grinning with anticipation. The thought of dominating and defiling a defenseless man was quite invigorating, exciting.
She recalled the words of wisdom her mother told her about the love she had for her father. When you are hot to trot, take what is rightfully yours. My mother did it. Your great-grandmother did it. I have done it. And someday, you are going to do it, too. When you see a man, your body would feel some kind of way. A way in which you will make him submit. As I made the pastor tell him on our wedding day, "Will you promise to prostrate yourself before her, obey her every command and wish, serve her breakfast in bed every morning of your life, and swear eternally before God and your lovely wife that you will not ever even look at another woman unless waiting to face a certain death." So, my dear Pony, it runs in your veins. When the time comes, prop him and make him yours. Every woman is an enemy. And when it comes to our enemies, the way of the bull. Don't walk, run and destroy them all.
She bit her lip, feeling the intensity of the dildo into her tight ass. Immediately, her pussy began leaking fluid. She eagerly grinned as her juices were combining with his dry seeds. She inhaled the scent as she began riding along the doll.
"Alexa, turn the volume up," she said as she began gyrating her hips.
If you're horny let's do it
Ride it, my pony
My saddle's waiting
Come and jump on it
If you're horny let's do it
Ride it, my pony
My saddle's waiting
Come and jump on it
"Look at me, Deku! Look at me, Deku!" She knew it was useless. But the thought of him waking up turned her on, just like her mother when she raped her father that night. "Oh, God! Oh, God! Yes, yes, yes!"
She lowered her head as she bucked her hips. Her asspussy tightening around the dildo. She couldn't wait for the day when she could ride her manly steed.
"Right there! Right there! I am about to come! I'm coming! I'm coming!" She neighed loudly as she climaxed. Juices sprayed profusely out of pussy, soaking the All Might doll.
She continued neighing until the ebb and flow ceased.
She picked up her body and lied on the doll. She looked at the picture and kissed it. "Oh, Izuku! Someday, this is going to be for real."
The next day….
Pony Tsunotori knew that it wasn't easy being a gaijin at a Japanese high school. The blonde knew it wasn't always easy being a human-horse hybrid. It certainly wasn't easy when it was during her cycle where her estrus took precedence over her period.
Why did her living God decide to test her on this day? The exact day where Aizawa-sensei did combined 1-A/1-B pool day during their PE hour. Seeing the boys showing skin and wearing shorts that could show the shapes of their penises or their butts. In the confines of her simple mind, it was driving her crazy. She had to ask once again to her living God. Why was she being tested?
Because she knew that she was definitely going to fail. Two reasons.
One, the medicine to control her estrus was on backorder and wouldn't be ready until next week. Two, the medicine was specially blended to not only control her estrus cycle but also controlled her tendencies of lashing out. The same company that was the producers of Ozzy's Yan-Away pills specialized with a newer formula for humanoids.
So, to add a part two to the second reason, she was, in fact, a closeted yandere.
Pony sat alone in the corner of the gymnasium. The smell of chlorine and testosterone entranced the nose of the nubile teen. Nubile as she was a virgin. Unashamed about her status, but was willing to give to a special somebody. A boy that she has been eyeing the moment so tuna processing factory twat who was poor and smelled of fish dog grease swept him off his feet. That shrew was lucky as gun laws were heavily restricted to the metropolis. If the bitch was in America, Pony thought to herself as she took steady breaths. She was watching the broad playing Chicken with her beloved cinnamon roll in the pool.
"That fucking cum stain off the love motel floor," she murmured to herself. "Think you're sexy because your flat ass is sitting on my man. My man!"
Murderous thoughts consumed her mind. On the surface, she was all smiles. Her classmates would think the naive pony girl was listening to music and hiding her deep blue sea eyes behind her sunglasses.
So long! Bitch you did me so wrong. I don't wanna go on living in this world without you. "Stan," "Kim," any song made by Eminem to depict her deep feelings of love, hate, rage, and murder, describing her innermost feelings to anyone who was touching her man.
"Well, look who is comfortable in their stable?"
Her face didn't show it, but a thunderstorm was brewing. It was the cynical asshole of 1-B, Neito Monoma that was blocking her surveillance on her precious Izuku.
"Hey, Monoma," she said happily. 'The fuck do you want,' she was thinking to herself.
She couldn't stand his cheeky grin and his vain existence. Assholes like him should be in the glue factory. At least he would do the entire a favor and would be useful. Thoughts of using that glue to fill every orifice of that Uraraka cunt would be very tasteful. However, she needed to be subtle as Monoma was distracting her.
"Afternoon, Tsunotori," replied Monoma as he was flexing his biceps. "I was wondering if you were still interested in going to see a movie with me." He reached into his pocket and showed the tickets. "It would be quite neigh-borly if you can accompany me."
Emphasis that word again and I would be sure to neigh your ass into the ground. Ground and crush you into ashes that even Cinder couldn't even decimate. "That is so, so sweet of you," she said with a fake smile. "Unfortunately, I have plans after school today." Get that smug look off your face or else before I go tend to my plans, I can contact a funeral director for your ass.
The vain blond looked appalled. "What? You're turning me down?! Me?! Neito Monoma?!"
She was doe-eyed, playing the role of being sincerely apologetic. "Sorry, Monoma! Next time perhaps." Hopefully by then, I can establish a connect to cancel you quicker than that Twitter-flexing politician. What was his name again? Like it matters. None of this matters!
He cursed under his breath. "Well, fine! To think I was going to wine and dine you with turkish delights." He tilted his head skywardly. "I go ask someone else. Bye, Horsey!"
She wouldn't dignify it with a response. He was out of the way. Back to the matter at hand - trying not to wrap her hands around that twat's neck. She lowered her head to see the emerald Adonis below her.
Izuku Midoriya! Holy Dio, you're so damn sexy. It is like you're testing me in those tight ass shorts of yours. I don't feel so bad swiping name tags between you and Todoroki. It looks better on you anyway. It's like you're doing it on purpose.
The tingling sensation began radiating. She didn't have time to go to the pharmacy to purchase a pad so as she was watching him, her classmates weren't the only ones sopping wet and smelling quite vinegary and salty.
Her teeth began to chatter. The hair was rising on her skin. The streams of living waters were flowing out of her cavern. Seeing Izuku in his finest form could make anyone wet. As she looked at her living God, she knew that she was going to fail this test.
Needing to conceal her arousal, she reached for a towel and wrapped it around herself. Still rocking her sunglasses, she walked from the stands and headed to where her boyfriend/future husband/father to her little fillies and colts resided.
She stood in front of Izuku as he kept his post as Ochako was standing on top of him. He was competing with Todoroki and Yaoyorozu as they have been the winning contenders whenever they had pool day.
Yaoyorozu had the upper hand, using a cheap shot tactic by tickling Ochako, causing the teen to fall into the water.
"Hell yeah," cried Momo as she delivered the peace sign. "We win!"
Izuku slapped the water. "No fair! That was cheating!"
"Street rules," retorted Shouto. "Plus, we didn't establish any ground rules."
Ochako rose from the water. "Actually, it is water rules."
The trio, as well as the entire class and Aizawa-sensei, looked at Ochako when she made that comment.
Ochako turned away to conceal her embarrassment. Momo got herself from Todoroki as she jumped into the water. "Either way it went, eight out of ten games." She flicked water at Izuku and Ochako. "You owe us a meal at Yanagi's Games and Grub."
"I will get you back on my taxes," replied Izuku as he was digging in his ear.
"Cheapskate," retorted Shouto.
"Street rules, remember," said Izuku. "And last time I checked, we were in the water." He turned and winked at Ochako. The brunette proceeded to blush.
It was the sound of the whistle that interrupted the group. It was Aizawa-sensei that stood up from the lifeguard area. The sensei was scratching himself as he was itching for a cigarette and the multiple cups of coffee wasn't helping with his current anxiety as he was also filling in for Kayama-sensei class due to an unfortunate incident.
"Let's hurry up and get ready for Pro Hero Art History," he said as he slapped another nicotine patch on his arm. "I will be grateful when that transfer from Beacon gets her to take Kayama-sensei's place."
The group were congregating to the swallow end of the pool. Talks and murmurs filled the area as they were heading to the locker rooms.
"A damn shame to lose a wonderful teacher," said Momo as she was getting out of the pool.
"Won't be another one like her," said Todoroki.
Ochako nodded. "Poor sensei. She was proving to us that she could withstand the storm during that war."
Tsunotori nodded in agreement. She turned to Izuku. "It will take awhile. That is all I can say." The blonde ponygirl extended her hand to get him out of the pool. "She will be missed, guys," she told them. Hmpf! Only thing that Rule 34 violating, Adam & Eve bargain shopper proved to me, was that she could fit in a casket. Good riddance! One less woman to deal with for my Izuku. She looked at Ochako. Wondering if it isn't too late to follow her dear sensei to the level beyond human? Nah! Calling Ochako human means that she is valid.
As she, Uraraka, Midoriya, Yaoyorozu, and Todoroki were the remaining group to head out of the pool, Aizawa-sensei blew the whistle. "Tsunotori, Midoriya. I need you two to collect the towels and take it down to the laundry room."
"Wait a minute," interjected Uraraka. "Isn't it Ashido and Mineta's turn this week."
An evil eye was coming from the blonde. I am a papal bull in heat and I have horns to gore you with, bitch! Do you dare want a demonstration?
Aizawa-sensei felt he was coming down from a drug binge. He slapped himself to wake up. "That didn't work out so well," he answered. "Ashido is on suspension and Mineta is getting his balls descended at the hospital." He let out a chuckle. "At least he could say he had bust a …" He coughed. "Excuse me, kids. That wasn't called for." He looked at Tsunotori and Midoriya. "Take care of it for me please." He looked at the others. "Locker room. Get dressed. Now!" He pointed to the windows. "Todoroki, remind me to call that Beacon school about the hold up on that professor. Don't tell me their school has been destroyed by Gigantomachia as well."
Ochako stared at Izuku momentarily. Pony glared harshly through those sunglasses. "See you, I guess," she said to Izuku as she followed the others.
Izuku turned to Pony as she was continuing to wear her smile. Only this time, this was for real.
To be concluded….
BD: I can't listen to Ginuwine's "Pony" the same way anymore. Plus, I want to write Mr. Kohei a strongly worded letter about this series. Damn, it is turning dark.
GOTA: Think about us, BD. When we write, we do it to have an agenda. Not everyone is going to like how a story goes. Don't like, don't read.
BD: You're right. Still, I am a fan of MHA. But, still….
GOTA: Anyway, our 100th chapter is fastly approaching. Which story from the series needs to be the 100th, let us know if you want. Stay tuned for more!
BD: Long live Midnight! Team Greenshade!