Izuku's eyes snapped open. His vision was blurred and his head felt heavy. He blinked a few times, trying to collect his thoughts. Everything to him was feeling quite sluggish. As his senses slowly sharpened, he realized he was lying in an unfamiliar bed.

"Where am I?" Izuku wondered. The room around him was dimly lit, the soft glow of a single lamp casting eerie shadows on the walls. The decor was sparse, with only a bedside table and a chair in the corner. The sheets beneath him were crisp and white, and the air had a sterile quality, almost like a hospital but not quite.

He sat up slowly, trying to keep his composure. He reached for his cell phone but it wasn't underneath the pillow as it normally was when he slept. Trying not to panic, he observed the surroundings in this unfamiliar room.

His heart began to race as he wondered when and how did he get in here? Unless his parents had a secret rumpus room he didn't know about….

"My parents?!"

Bits and pieces returned to him.

'A shame that our nature canceled out his future as an "S." However, as an "M," he would perform famously.'

It finally struck him — his parents ambushed him, subdued him, and….

His virginity was lost — by his mother out of all people. The day he saved for his dear, dear Ochako just to be cheated by his so-called childhood friend. Adding insult to injury, his own mother poorly compensated by having her way with him.

It was now leaving him conflicted with the combination of self-pity, hopelessness, and indigestion.

His first instinct was to find an exit. He walked over to the door on the far side of the room and reached for the handle. It turned, but the door remained firmly shut. Locked. Izuku's mind raced, thoughts tumbling over each other in a frantic attempt to make sense of his situation.

Suddenly, a crackling noise filled the room, making him jump. His eyes darted to the source of the sound – a small speaker embedded in the ceiling. A voice followed, distorted slightly by the poor quality of the speaker but unmistakably familiar.

"You're finally awake. Good."

Izuku jerked his head when hearing the source of the noise. His heart skipped a beat. "Yes, I can hear you," he called out, his voice hoarse and rough. "Where am I? What's going on?"

There was a brief pause, and then the voice responded, "Izuku, it's me, Mom."

"Mom?!" His stomach churned, still reminiscing the sickening pleasure as he stabbed her anus with his dick. He tried not shedding a tear, knowing at the end of the day, that was still his beloved mother.

Izuku's heart clenched at the sound of his mother's voice. "Mom? What's happening? Why am I locked in this room?"

His mother's voice carried a strange mix of warmth and sternness as she spoke again. "Izuku, we left you here because you need to face your biggest foe: yourself."

"Myself?" He pointed at himself.

"Why do you resist the pleasures that were freely given to you? Your Papa and I worked so hard for your happiness."

"Happiness is like giving me a bike, taking me for ice cream…not tying me down, raping me, and forcing me to become somebody's bride."

A heavy sigh was heard from the receiver. "Oh, sweetness. You just don't understand."

"Allow me to intervene."

Izuku's eyes were raised when he heard his father's voice on the receiver. "Evening, sweetheart. What your mother is trying to say is that we all have a destiny. Nothing just doesn't come to plan. Some things are just ordain." He cleared his throat. "Your Papa and I are yanderes. We're domineering, demanding, very aggressive…especially to those who do our loved ones wrong."

"Take Ochako for instance," interjected Inko.

Hearing that hit the pit of his soul. "What do you mean Ochako?"

"Sweetheart…when we say we love til it hurts, don't take it lightly," replied Inko in a stern voice. "That inconsiderate, cheap-ass town bike had the nerve to break your heart. And for what? To a boy, whose closet is wider than the Taj Mahal?"

"There are no second chances to heartbreak." Hisashi interjected. "She crossed the line and will now find herself levitating with the spirits."

His voice cracked. "You don't mean…"

"It won't be too long for that dick cheese off of Ozpin's old cock," said Hisashi. "It won't be long for dear old Kacchan." The latter was spouted in a mocking tone.

"Poor Mitsuki," said Inko in an unapologetic tone. "I'll be sure to send her a card."

"And I'll send Ochako's parents flowers." Hisashi added. "Not unless they tried pocketing it by standing on the street corners along with bottled water and oranges."

"Give them some credit, dear. They are construction workers."

"True, so a pine box would come second nature." Izuku's father chuckled.

Izuku wanted to spiral. Was he really hearing his parents plotting to kill Ochako and Katsuki?

"Leave those two to us, sweetness," responded Inko. "I think this time will leave you to reflect. As we have said, we want nothing more than your happiness."

But then, a low growl came through the receiver, making Izuku's heart pound harder. His eyes widened, and he sat up quickly, his muscles tensing. He knew that sound too well – it was the growl of the girl that was locked up in the cage.

His mother's voice returned, now laced with an edge of steel. "Izuku, listen to me carefully. We're sending your bride into the room. You two should get very acquainted with each other. After all, she is going to be our daughter-in-law. Isn't that right, Ghira."

A deep voice now filled the receiver. "Agreed, Inko. I think these two misguided souls are suited for each other."

Then another voice. "Alas, dear. Our Blake is just like your Icchan — lost to the world, devoted herself to a lost cause, involved herself with a mule who called himself a bull that filled her with misery and moe. She became such a danger to all that we didn't know what to do."

"Then as if Oum himself came to grace, crossing paths with you guys and sharing our plights," responded Ghira. "It was fate, it was fate. Right, Kali?"

"And it is fate that is gonna allow our children to be happy. Considering yourself blessed, Izuku," said Kali. "Trust the process and know what your parents, heck, any parents that want the best ...even if it means to the brink of death."

Izuku's mind raced. He could hear mechanical whirring as a section of the wall began to slide open, revealing a dark corridor beyond. From the shadows, he could see the dangling collar followed by a set of amber eyes.

Panic surged through Izuku. "Mom, Dad? Why?"

"Because, Izuku, the physical battle mirrors the internal one. This will push you to your limits. Trust in your training, your instincts, and most importantly, in yourself. You have the power to overcome this," responded Inko.

"That doesn't make any sense, Mom," he spouted. "A parent is supposed to be protecting their children and setting examples. Not harming my friends and forcing me with a girl that I don't know. And who knows what the girl has gone through."

"You wouldn't understand, sweetness," responded Hisashi. "Ochako, just have you confused. That is what happens when you spend time in the gutter."

"Deep down in your heart, you know this. This is your fate. You just have to get your brain on track," said Inko. "We're going to leave you two alone and get acquainted. Meanwhile, the Belladonnas and I have some loose ends when dealing with jilted lovers."

"You have my twelve for Adam?" Ghira asked.

"As long as you have my six for Ochako." Hisashi responded.

"We're going to leave you two lovebirds alone," said Kali.

Then, the connection was cut off.

"Mom, Dad?" He shouted. Now, it was just nothing but an echo. When staring at the open wall, the girl was trekking closer. No longer bound to her restraints, the neko woman looked at him with desperation in her eyes. She was naked and sopping wet.

Under a different light, Izuku would have found her to be gorgeous.

"You…Izuku?"

He didn't know how to respond. He was in sheer panic. He tried backing away but every step, she took a step forward.

"Mother…father…told me everything about you. You, me? Mate!" Her voice sounded primal, as if she came from the dark ages. "Mother, father…promised me that you were my husband. You will give yourself to me."

Without warning, the girl roared, charging towards him with terrifying speed. Izuku's eyes darted around the room, seeking any possible escape route. His gaze fell upon the dark corridor from which the girl had emerged. With a burst of adrenaline, he sprinted towards it, hoping to evade her.

Just as he reached the entrance, her arm swung out, catching him in the side and sending him crashing into the wall. Pain exploded through his body as he crumpled to the floor. Gritting his teeth, Izuku forced himself to his feet, his mind screaming at him to keep moving.

He staggered towards the corridor again, but she was relentless. It lunged, her hand wrapping around his ankle with crushing force. Izuku yelled out in pain as he was dragged backward, his fingers scrabbling against the smooth floor. The neko girl's grip tightened, pulling him closer, her growl reverberating through the room.

Desperation flooded Izuku. He thrashed, trying to free himself, but her strength was overwhelming.

"Stand still," she protested to him. Izuku turned away, fighting resistance. It was met with a slap to his face. He gnashed his teeth, trying not to look at her. It was met with a slap to the face again. "Look at me. Look at your bride!"

The heat from her breath hit his neck. He slowly turned his head to face her. Her face took on a smug expression as she adjusted her hips on top of him. As soon as she did, it made his cock jerk a bit.

It was met with a smile on the girl's face.

"You…hard?" She asked. She then jerked her naked body onto him again. He tried to stifle a moan.

"You feel good," she responded, her face showing a happy expression. "You do like me."

She had him straddled as she took her hands and tore open his shirt. In a quick succession, she ripped his pants along with his boxers, now showing his penis.

"You have a big, firm and sturdy tail," the neko teen responded as she licked her lips. "You're going to make us lots of babies." She leaned down as she pressed her body onto him. Izuku continued to squirm but the more she pressed onto him, the harder his cock was becoming.

"Men are easy read," said the girl. "I can make you feel good. You will be great husband." It was in no time when she used her hand to insert his cock into her pussy. His eyes widened as she progressed further and further downward until, at last, he was fully sheathed inside her.

"Nyaa!" The neko girl cried out when she felt his dick stabbing her womb. Izuku tried to shut off anything that was associated with his duress.

"Look at your wife, husband!" The girl said as she made a strong pelvic thrust with his dick.

Tears were swelling around his eyes. He whimpered as he struggled to get away. The more he resisted, the harsher the thrust was.

"Stop resisting," she urged, "I need you."

He could hear his heart thump against his ribcage. The more he cried, the more excited she became.

His body trembled and the adrenaline ran through his veins. She took hold of his neck and began licking it. Her musk filled his senses, her thighs pressing against his hips, her moans filling the chilled air.

The feel of his hard cock pounding her hole was the most arousing sensation ever and it only served to heighten her love and devotion for the boy.

"I like you, Izuku. You're my mate." The girl took hold of his neck. Wrapping her fingers around it, she punctured her neck with her canines. The impact of his teeth caused him to make a piercing cry.

"By the gods!" he harked to the heavens.

"You clearly enjoy this, husband." She said, licking his wounds. "I want you to come inside me. Come! Fill your mate up!"

Izuku grunted loudly as he felt his cum depositing into her pussy. At each spurt, he knew his spunk was compacting her womb. He was groaning, releasing everything until the ebb and flow ceased.

As she came, she leaned down to kiss him.

"We'll make lots of babies, husband," she said delightfully. "Lots and lots of babies."

As they disentangled, she came to lay next to him. He was in her arms, touching her naked, sweaty body all over. The cool air suddenly felt amazing.

The speaker crackled to life again. "That was magnificent, Izuku and Blake. We knew you could do it."

"Blake?"

"So happy you guys have found each other," said Inko. "Told you your happiness means a lot to us."

"My happiness?" Izuku responded, still in a daze.

"Rest, my son. We'll come and get you in the morning." The speaker clicked off, leaving Izuku alone with his thoughts once more…and this girl named Blake who was presumably his mate.

He just shut his eyes…praying for eternal silence.

To be concluded….