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This fic may have themes that are found objectionable. Non-con, NTR, Mind-Control, Corruption.

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Mineta Minoru had always been someone I'd been interested in. A weird-ass guy that seemed to have annoyed such a large segment of the Western fandom, but somehow had managed to earn his own spot in the Hero program despite having some shallow-as-hell motivation for doing so. Guy even stuck it out.

So here's my doing that, with a little twist of my own to add.

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They came from beyond the known universe - the old gods, privy to great and terrible secrets that would drive any normal human insane. Except… Mineta was no normal human. Mineta was Mineta. And he and the gods had one thing in common: a fascination with beautiful humans and villains, and the urge to breed them.

Chapter 1 - An Offering of Dragon

Tatsuma Ryuko was having a great day.

She'd gotten used to work being hectic. It'd become the norm since she'd gotten into the top twenty-five, and had only gotten much worse after getting into the top ten.

With the prestige came the belief from the Hero Public Safety Commission that they were reliable - understandably so, because you couldn't get this high in the rankings without being someone the common people could rely on, after all.

That meant additional cases, harder cases. Stuff that she and her team had been working on for months without getting too far in, or things she couldn't really talk about publicly. Honestly, she wondered if she could discuss some of the stuff the HSPC was up to with government officials.

All of what she had to do while maintaining whatever she'd already been doing to get into the top ranks in the first place.

It was exhausting, personally. It really made her appreciate having the team that she did, having side-kicks that could keep up with her. Dividing that work across her agency was a big help in freeing up more of her time, but it could only do so much.

That was why times like these, where she had enough time to actually bask in the good she'd done, that much more special to her.

"Don't worry about him." She answered with a wave and a well-practiced smile, "Hayashi-san will be fine. I'll make sure his few injuries get seen to."

The 'Hayashi-san' in question was a feathered, reptilian man that Ryuko apprehended while he was escaping from a bank robbery. He'd tried to resist arrest at first, but had quickly surrendered when she'd managed to chase him down in her dragon form.

His appearance hadn't rung any bells for Ryuko, though the fan of dinosaurs in her was certainly excited to meet someone whose quirk made them look so… anatomically correct! She had to actively quash the urge to talk to him about it.

Wouldn't be proper, and she doubted the man was in any mood to talk to her right now anyway.

She fielded other questions, like the ones involving her newest sidekick, which Ryuko was more than happy to let young miss Hado handle herself. Better she get more used to answering those questions, after all.

That it let Ryuko just take it all in also helped. She could feel the energy of it all: the cheers, joy. The kids that were inspired were the best as far as she was concerned, really. She'd been one of them before, and sometimes the next generation of heroes are born from something as small as seeing one of the pros in action.

Ryuko ought to know, it's how she'd started.

"Ryukyu-san! Ryukyu-san!"

Her hero name seemed to shake through the air, hitting her with enough force that she had to suppress the urge to flinch at the strength of it.

That… that was different. Looking around, Ryuko didn't see anyone else reacting to the sound. The kids at her feet were still grinning up at her and her sidekick didn't look too alarmed. Even Hayashi seemed content to just let things play out while he sat next to the police.

"Ryukyu-san!"

On her left.

She turned.

"Wha-…"

The… The Eye.

Ryuko stumbled, her knees shook. All the rest of the world seemed to fall away as the gold-orange light washed over her. It hit her with such an intensity that her breath was knocked out of her chest and her head was sent spinning.

It's light pierced deep into her, hot and cold making her body break out into a cold sweat even as she shivered and shook. Her breath fogged up, orange-gold as it caught the light.

The earth beneath her feet was gone. The city was gone. The crowd was gone. The children were gone.

Only her, only Ryuko.

And only the Eye.

Perhaps it was the biggest thing she'd ever seen. The glowing surface extended far and far outward until it looked like everything on that side of her was it. She saw no flesh to hold it, now eyelid to keep it closed. Its veins danced like fire and sometimes flickered black with as they swelled with blood that could have flooded the city street.

Ryuko felt her body grow weak, numbness spreading inward from her fingers and toes as her slack neck let her head fall back for a moment to see…

"My god…"

The sky was bleak and starless, only the glow of the eye lightning the empty sky.

W… Where did all the buildings go?

Strength returned as the realization struck her. The city was gone. The ground was gone. She was floating… floating in nothing. Literally.

Except for her.

Except for the Eye.

And then it looked at her.

One great black void, as big as the sun or moon would be in the sky. An iris that would have been a slit was instead a great doorway that climbed high enough to disappear past the horizon - it had a horizon.

It drew her in, it looked like it could swallow her whole. It came closer, closer, larger and more terrible.

Her head hurt, her arms and legs went slack. A warm tightness coiled at the base of her belly as the rest of her fell to a chill she'd never experienced before. Her quirk had always shielded her from the cold, the fire she breathed warming her from the inside-out such that not even trips to Hokkaido could phase her.

But this she felt. As all strength was sapped from her and the eye's gaze looked straight into her soul, the cold seeped into her bones alongside an all-too-familiar feeling.

Fear.

Ryuko had been seen.

"Ryuko-san?"

Once more she stumbled, feet crashing down unto concrete so unexpectedly only help from her protege and all the landing practice she'd had across her career stopped her from falling on top of the child that had touched her leg.

Cold darkness lit by an orange-gold sun was turned into blue skies and colorful skyscrapers, rich in sound and breath and life instead of the too-large void.

It was one of the children. A boy. He looked up at her with brown eyes and a look of concern on his face that warmed Ryuko's hammering heart.

But she could still feel it, in the back of her mind. The cold, the hot. Her belly still coiled tight just below her navel.

The Eye.

She prayed that no one could see her legs shaking.

Only with a will borne of practice was Ryuko able to calm her half-ragged breathing. Sending the boy a shaky smile, she internally sighed in relief when he returned it.

"Now, where were we?"

As the boy giggled at her, Ryuko felt something in the back of her head squirm.

~TtT~

Minoru Mineta could hear the blood thundering in his veins. His head was pounding and his knees shook.

The boy had both his hands against the concrete wall, the heat of the sun just barely touching the skin of one of them while he stood underneath the overhang of one of Tokyo skyscrapers.

Breathing hurt. His lungs burned and his head was pounding, but his eyes were clear. Mineta felt more lucid now than he'd ever had.

Dark eyes looked across the street to see Tatsuma Ryuko walking away. She wouldn't remember him. She wouldn't even realize their eyes had met.

But he did. Mineta felt the connection snap into place as yellow eyes met his dark own. It hadn't been long, a moment, a breath, faster than it would have taken her to blink.

And that brief moment had been all the time he'd needed to push himself in, to breach her inner world with his own, and to embrace her mind with his. She saw what he wanted her to see, though he bared more of himself to her than he might have anyone else.

First times were always like that, he'd heard.

Even now, he could still feel her in the reaches of his mind. Her thoughts, her fears, her soul.

It was bright, warm and fiery. Something Mineta could waddle around himself like a blanket on a cold night, all while it rested with the held ferocity of the dragon that was her quirk.

What would she be like if he could corrupt that? If he could break it? Would the fire grow cold? Would the ferocity of the dragon remain?

What would she feel like to touch? To feel her warmth around him as he touched her, was buried in her.

Mineta couldn't wait to find out.

~TtT~

His body still hurt as he'd made his way home, but he couldn't say it had bothered him. Breathing had become easy, every step had felt light. Mineta was brimming with power.

Several times he'd had to stop himself from reaching out to whoever caught his attention on the way home. Mineta had been warned many times that the rush of it would be tempting, like stretching a muscle he hadn't realized he'd had for the first time and enjoying the sensation of it.

But the feeling of Ryuko in the back of his mind had stayed his hand, reminding him that there were greater rewards to be had if he'd be patient. And he'd have more opportunities still once he'd gotten into UA.

He still didn't know what had drawn him to the dragon hero. Or what had possessed him to pick such a high-profile woman as his first target. Even as he'd gone out that day, sought her out, he'd wondered if he was biting off more than he could chew, and even brought it up with his guardian.

She'd disagreed with him, however. Encouraged him, even.

Mineta still hadn't been sure, but he definitely trusted Sana's judgement on these things, if only because she seemed to know more about his own powers than Mineta did. Perhaps the reason why his parents had put her in charge of him while he grew up here.

And he had. Though only time would tell if he would truly succeed.

Leaving the train and eventually the bustle of the city as he entered the Yamate District, the older style of the buildings were a stark contrast to the hyper-urbanization of Tokyo, Mineta walked down the mostly empty sidewalks and basked in the peace of the neighborhood he grew up in.

Here, the static noise of the city fell away. It let him focus his senses on things more easily: the rustling of the leaves on the street side trees, the crashing of waves in the rivers, the harbor, and the muffled whispers of gossip between people that thought they were out of earshot.

The house itself was probably the quietest spot of all: the property was at the very end of the street, took up three lots and the hill it sat on towered over the bay below. On stormy nights, he'd sometimes sit at the top of the sea walls to watch the waves smash into them.

He walked through the open gates and the brick and iron fencing, over the cobblestone path. The heavy canopy of the trees covered him in shadow and Mineta felt the comforting feeling of home drain away his pains and lift his spirits even higher.

Pushing open the twin oaken doors, he was greeted by the warm lights of home and a familiar silhouette casting a shadow from the top of the entryway stairs.

The slitted, orange-gold eyes of the cat met his own.

"Welcome home, master Mineta." She purred, voice sweet, excited. "Good news, I hope?"

He could only grin in triumph.

~TtT~

Ryuko nearly broke the glass of her windows as she stumbled into her apartment through her balcony.

Her head swam, her eyes felt heavy, and even her enhanced vision seemed to blur. And the pain in the back of her head only made things worse.

The rest of her day had gone pretty normally. She and Hado had taken Hayashi to the police station and returned to her agency to get the remaining paperwork filed. Just as she'd expected, there was more work waiting for her once she got back to her office, her secretary sending her an apologetic smile as the dragon hero was given a dossier that she'd been certain was getting thicker each time she was sent an updated copy.

Even in years past, the Shie Hassaikai was a problem, one that had been a thorn to the HSPC's side for as long as Ryuko could remember. And while this didn't seem to be a full-blown case yet, the board was keen on keeping her updated so that she could prepare for when she was brought in as a member.

It was when she was going over the known members that her head began to hurt.

First it was some discomfort, uneasiness and a weight around her head she couldn't place. Then it was a dull ache that intensified until she couldn't even focus on the documents she was reading anymore, and a warmth had suffused her skin.

Minutes later, her vision had started to blur, the only thing she wanted was some painkillers and the softness of her bed.

And she was almost home. She could already see the rough outline of her bed.

If only her feet would step forward. Instead they dragged against the tiled floor of her balcony before she felt her toes brush the framing of the sliding door.

The ground rushed up to meet her face-

Pain from hitting the floor didn't come, though. In fact, all the pain was gone. Even her body felt lighter and she was left with the pleasant warmth to fight the cold night air as her head cleared.

Only for her to realize she wasn't home anymore.

Smooth purple stone replaced the carpet and polished wood of her apartment, though it held the same sheen, perhaps even more so, but the poor lightning stopped her from being able to tell.

The pleasant coolness of stone was a balm to her warming skin and sent a chill up her spine at the realization that she was barefoot. Her hands rose and touched too-hot skin instead of her hero costume.

This… This wasn't good, was it?

Ryuko's quirk flared to life, golden eyes sharpening even as her nails turned into deadly talons. Fire puffed from in between her lips and the telltale snapping of her bones sounded in her ear as her body began the process of transformation.

"Ugh."

Nausea hit her like a freight train, taking her legs out from under her as the change was ground to violent stop.

She gasped as she hit the floor, back arching as… something sent her body convulsing uncontrollably. Her aborted transformation left her in her human form, her very bones pained from the sudden expansion then contraction she'd put them through. The back of her head pounding and pounding like she'd been thrashed against the stones instead of dropped from a short height.

Above her, with her narrowing vision, Ryuko saw the glittering of stars. They were bright, brighter than she'd ever seen them before in the city or outside it. Flares, rays, dancing in the stars close enough Ryuko might have been able to reach out and touch them in her dragon form.

The feeling of hot bile settled at the pit of her stomach, fiercer and more acidic than the warmth of her quirk and the strange thing she was feeling just beneath her skin. She didn't like this, and between now and the… the Eye from earlier, someone was messing with her.

It was an illusion. As real as the encounter this afternoon was, she'd been pulled out of it when she'd been called out by the kid.

But she was alone right now, wasn't she? At home after work hours, and only the emergency crew was on right now. She'd been in such a rush to get home she wasn't even sure if she'd brought her phone with her. Would she be able to break out then? Worst case, her agency would probably send someone to check on her if she didn't show up or answer her phone once it opened in the morning.

That calmed her a bit even as the discomfort she was feeling hadn't alleviated. Still, it begged the question: what would happen while she was stuck here?

As her hand ran over the smooth stone she lay on, Ryuko decided that wherever she was, it had something she'd never seen before. There were no seams, no lines. It looked - and felt - like a solid piece of stone, sheer and unblemished like glass, though the sound it made when she rapped her knuckles against it told her it wasn't hollow. Only Cementoss could make something like this, but even his work felt rougher.

Not even her talons seemed to do anything.

In the distance, Ryuko thought she might have seen walls. Though it was far enough that she might have been imagining it. Perhaps it was the darkness casting a curtain thick enough that it looked that way? The starlight danced on something, however, and she doubted it could have been anything as ephemeral as a shadow.

Ryuko felt it before she saw it. The throbbing in the back of her head came back with a vengeance as her body broke out into a cold sweat she hadn't felt since she'd been a student, not with her quirk the way it was.

Orange-gold light came down in what almost felt like a crash as the deep purple of the stones seemed charred-black by the contrast.

The Eye.

It was right above her, smaller than before but close enough that she seemed to be able to feel the weight of its gaze pressing down on her. The bottom of her belly felt it the most, her core tightening around a molten heat that felt like it might have burned hotter than her own dragonfire. It's light so intense, that Ryuko couldn't even see the stars that she'd thought to touch behind it.

She was sweating, her body reflecting some of the light and casting her in its glow, though Ryuko could just barely notice it as she found herself locked with its gaze as the thing came closer. The darkness of the slit-pupil drew her in like it did earlier that day, a deeper, emptier void than even the night sky behind it pulled at her, a yawning chasm.

Only the wetness in between her legs, that moment of it splashing unto the inside of her thighs, when her core's heat burned bright enough that it pulsed outwards and sent her fingers and toes tingling with arousal, that Ryuko felt an overwhelming desire to run.

It wanted her. It wanted her.

"GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"

Pain. Her whole body spasmed in the throes of it, the movement so sudden and violent she'd been thrown up into the air for a moment before she crashed back down on the unforgiving stone. Her arms and legs twitched, fingers and toes turned numb while the fire of her core turned into liquid metal. Her vision blurred from the pain, shadows dancing on the edges.

But not the Eye. The eye remained clear.

Without thinking, without considering what had happened earlier, Ryuko had reached for her quirk. Sought it out with the urgency she'd only ever attributed to her deadliest fights. And as violently as she'd tried to assume her dragon form, she'd been kicked out of it.

The dragon hero could still feel it inside her, the glow of it warmer and more welcoming than the ravenous star that was her building arousal. In-reach but painful to touch.

Helpless. She was helpless, wasn't she? Ryuko's twitching limbs couldn't even muster enough strength to let her sit up, or face this on her feet. Instead just collapsing under her weight and making her fall back unto the now-sticky stone floor, which had become slick with her sweat.

It was close now, so close that Ryuko could once again see herself being swallowed up by the iris. It widened… it widened… it yawned-

Ryuko was overcome by it, darkness falling and rushing down around her like a tunnel. The constant blow of air drying her sweat even as it made the contrast of her body's heat and the cold around her that much sharper.

Still, it was a relief, and she stifled a groan as more of the building heat was sapped from her.

At least until she felt something brush itself against her side. Hot and fleshy, so hot that it might have matched the warmth of her own body.

Golden eyes snapped wide, her back arched far, far off the chill floor as she flinched. A rasp tore from her lips. It was a lightning strike. Her body came alight at the contact against bare skin, and she could feel how her belly tightened as it followed her movement and dragged itself down her sweat-slick skin in a caress.

"N-No…"

Two orange-gold eyes looked at her from above her belly. Connected to a featureless head that just barely stood out to her from the shadows, even with her enhanced eyesight. Its form covered her own, what might have been arms arching over her legs before it brushed up against her sides.

"Hmmmmm…"

Her thighs shook as it pressed itself against her hypersensitive skin. Ryuko felt good, very good. Her voice quivered as tingles spread out from where it touched her to her extremities, fists clenching and her toes spreading open unwillingly.

With a pull on her hips, Ryuko was dragged to it, her ass spreading open as it was rubbed against the now-sticky floor, and - in her panic - she closed her thighs, only to have them wrap around it.

"Wha- OOOOOOOOOH!"

The dam burst. Her whole body broke out into convulsions as the fiery ball that sat wound up at her core unravelled all at once. She held on, held tightly. Her legs locking around it while her thighs clenched then squeezed, spasmed, then slackened only to do it all again.

She was squirting, too. Ryuko could faintly sense girlcum splashing back unto her as she soaked the creature with her juices. Her arms thrashed about, half-numb and reaching for something to cling onto, though the smooth stone provided precious little support as her heart thundered in her chest and her insides squeezed and squeezed and squeezed.

All of it only got worse as she felt it continue to wrap itself around her. Coiling around her body in a way that could have been described as inhuman, its limbs grasping at her back to the other side before settling over her heaving breasts.

"No no no no no no no no no- Hnggggggggg!"

It tweaked her nipples, the turgid things sending her jolts of pain and pleasure that only served to renew her tapering orgasm. Screams tore from in between her lips as her back arched even further off the ground, hips thrusting forward, forward and dragging her clit sensitive clit against the creature.

She didn't know how long she'd lay there, cumming her brains out against a creature that had taken her against her will. The fires rose then fell and roared to life as it played with her, pressed her against it, pulled and pinched her nipples like some amused child.

"Wh-whyyyyyyyy…" Ryuko whimpered, falling slack on the floor, tired legs hanging over the creature's thighs and arms above her head. "I came… So… so many times."

Like before, the world had turned blurry, darkness beyond the shadows of the world lapping at the edges of her vision as her body threatened to surrender to exhaustion. And still the eyes were clear to her, orange-gold and slitted as it took in the sight of her.

"Wha-what do you want fro-from me?"

Shame sat next to her arousal as she heard herself speak. One of the top heroes of Japan reduced to a mewling wreck of a woman who was covered in her own juices and shining with sweat.

Not unexpectedly, the creature didn't speak to answer her, and instead lifted her off the ground. The movement was so steady it made Ryuko feel like she didn't weigh a thing. It lifted her until she was upright, her arms hanging limply at her sides and her head lolled to one side before it pressed her against itself.

Ryuko clenched her eyes shut when she felt it.

"Oh… P-please… No…"

It was large enough to reach her navel, and throbbed against her still-twitching belly in a way that made her feel distinctly empty. Her insides clenched around nothing, Ryuko's arousal wetting her thighs and running down her slack legs.

Her vision blurred with tears, teeth clenched and her body shivered as she realized that she wanted this. Ryuko saw the cock she was being threatened with and her body hungered for it.

And with how she was being lifted up, her quivering tummy practically being dragged against the monster cock as something was wrapped around her neck, she was about to be stuck-through.

It came in one slow and agonizing drop, splitting her inch by inch in a way she'd never been in her life. When it bottomed out, parked its glans against the entrance to her descended womb, Ryuko let loose a moan she didn't know she'd be capable of making. Her insides clenched around it, gripped so hard she could imagine crushing it with her strength.

But it held, an unyielding pillar of meat as it instead throbbed inside her.

The grip around her sides tightened, as did the one around her neck and a flush of excitement welled up inside her as the thought of being suffocated as she was fucked into oblivion came to her mind.

Instead, she felt it begin to pull.

Only then did Ryuko realize that she couldn't feel anything against the bottom of her thighs, against her buttocks. The creature had bottomed-out inside her, but she hadn't taken all of it yet.

The creature yanked her down in a movement so sudden she'd screamed.

And Tatsuma Ryuko's world was changed forever.

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