All characters in this work of fiction are over eighteen. This is an AU.
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“Well hello there.” One of the girls called out, a shark-like grin on her face. She had green hair like him and was just sitting on top of her desk without a care in the world.
“General Kenobi.” Izuku forced his voice to be really raspy and about half the girls in the room burst out laughing.
Once everything calmed down and with the ice broken, Ochako grinned at him, “Looks like we got our wish, Dekun. No Nitrogremlin OR Engines!”
Oh, they had gotten far more than just that, apparently. He eyed his classmates hungrily. One of the girls – a cute orange-haired young lady with teal eyes – blinked. “Wait what?” She looked around, “You’re in our class? I thought this was going to be an all-girl class!”
“This is 1-A, yeah?” Izuku asked, and she nodded. “I’m in the right place then.”
“Huh.” The sharky-grinned girl looked elated and was eyeing him just as hungrily as he had been eyeing them, “I wonder if the admitted applicants were like ninety-percent girls this year.”
“Couldn’t tell ya.” Izuku shrugged, “I doubt it though.”
“Do you think they made a mistake when they sent out our schedules two weeks ago?” One girl with green, vine-like hair asked, “I don’t believe U.A. would make such a mistake, but this does appear to be rather strange.”
“I hope it stays like this, fam.” A fawn-haired girl with cute, pouty lips said. “We get our very own eye candy.” She grinned at him.
The vine-haired girl huffed, “Please do not objectify him. You would not like it if the situation was reversed.”
Izuku almost snorted.
“Ara, but most guys enjoy getting compliments from pretty girls.” Izuku zeroed in on the speaker and saw a picture-perfect Yamato Nadeshiko with black hair tied up with an orange ribbon and gleaming violet eyes. She was also stacked and had the perfect hourglass figure many girls would kill for.
“That’s true.” Another girl with green hair, though much more deadpan features than the first one chimed in with a, “Kero, besides, looks like they’re dating already.” She nodded at Ochako and their laced fingers. Several of the girls looked down when she mentioned that.
Ochako and Izuku snickered as they took their seats. They had scarcely sat down when most of them were forced to jump.
CRACK!
They all turned to the doorway where Miss Midnight had just cracked a whip. “Hello, my lovelies!”
Izuku’s eyes widened and his pupils shrank down. ‘…Holy shit, I fucked Midnight before?!’ Despite it having been years, he could still sense that he’d placed one of his womb tattoos on the woman before. ‘But when the hell did I-’ He suddenly pictured her as a blonde with a light tan. ‘…Heh. This is going to be great.’ He thought to himself. The two only locked eyes for a moment, but he could instantly sense the eager, almost desperate, lust boiling inside of her.
“Oooh, we get Miss Midnight! Sweet!” The pouty girl grinned widely.
Miss Midnight managed to keep her cool and sashayed to the front desk. She sat sensuously atop it. “Welcome to U.A. everyone!” She smiled at them, “Allow me to be the first to congratulate you in person!” A cheer sounded from the students. “I am your homeroom teacher for the year, and if you don’t know me, my name is Kayama Nemuri, better known as the R-18 Hero, Miss Midnight! Now, before we get started, does anyone have any questions?”
Ochako raised her hand, “Yes Miss Midnight, I was wondering why we came in early. We haven’t even moved into the dorms yet!”
Nemuri giggled and several students felt their hairs stand on end, “A lovely first question, Uraraka-chan!” She crossed her legs, “It’s quite simple.” She licked her lips and several of the students started feeling uneasy. “We’ve tested your ability to defeat enemies, conventionally and unconventionally… but we’ve yet to truly test your mettle.”
Several of the girls exchanged startled glances as Nemuri stood and cocked her hip with a grin. “So now I get to put you cuties through the ringer.” Her grin became actively malicious and intimidating. “I might not be much of a fan of my colleague’s teaching style, but I can’t say his graduates aren’t usually more effective than the Heroes other schools turn out. So we’re going to play a few games.” She chuckled, “Inside your desks are maps and gym uniforms. Go and get changed and meet me in the field in fifteen minutes.” She walked past a brunette who looked to be shivering. “Otherwise there might be…” The girl honestly could have been Ochako’s shortstack twin from what Izuku could see. Nemuri placed the handle of her whip underneath the girl’s chin and used it to gently lift her face. “Punishment.” The girl’s face went beet red, and she let out a little whine. Nemuri grinned and walked out, “Ta, ta!”
Izuku chuckled, “She’s going to be fun.” He stood and grabbed the uniform and map. “Well, you heard her, ladies! I’ll see you on the field.” He walked out after their teacher. And that started a stampede as the rest of the girls followed.
…
The girls were all in the changing room and the pouty girl sidled up to Ochako, “So what’s the deets, fam? You dating our hunk already?”
“Yeaaah!” A pink woman with long, incredibly fluffy-looking hair and a literally invisible woman jumped in as well. “You two looked totally cute holding hands like that!”
Ochako giggled, “Mhm, I’m his.”
“Drat.” Several of the girls snapped their fingers.
“Oh, don’t look so sad.” Ochako teased the group as she slipped on her jacket and shut the locker. “I’m sure there’s plenty of fun to be had.” She winked and started to walk away.
“Woah, what is that supposed to mean?” The invisible girl asked in confusion. Ochako merely giggled and left the room. “Girl, what does that MEAN?!” She called out and almost followed before the pink girl snagged her arm and pointed down. Despite being invisible, they could see her blush over almost walking out with no pants.
“Is this really the time?” The orange-haired beauty asked rhetorically. “Miss Midnight is waiting for us.”
“No, no.” Another Yamato Nadeshiko – though a much shorter one with cerulean eyes who looked like she might be a kuudere – said. “Let them cook.”
“Yeah, this is, like, vital info.” The shark-grinned girl laughed.
“What a vulgar conversation.” The one who spoke was just as beautiful as the gentle-looking, violet-eyed woman, but she seemed to have a slightly wilder style with her hair in a messy ponytail.
The young lady next to her with white hair and red highlights laughed as she adjusted her glasses, “Oh, don’t pretend you’re so above it all, Yaomomo.” She leaned in, “You did defy the hell out of your parents to even come here, after all.” She whispered.
“Fuyumi-san!” ‘Yaomomo’ yelped, flushing.
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“Right on time, ladies!” Nemuri was standing there next to a cart filled with high-tech softballs. “And man.” She purred at Izuku. He wiggled his eyebrows at her.
“Ah, Miss Midnight?” A silver-haired lady with a slight hunch raised her hand, “Is this truly our class composition?” She asked.
Nemuri chuckled, “Yes, it is a bit strange, isn’t it? This was just how things turned out this year. It’s not a big deal, so don’t worry about it.” She was not about to mention that the class lists had been abruptly changed by Nezu after the acceptance letters were sent out. It had confused the hell out of her and Vlad… up until Nezu gave her the details of the new developments for Izuku’s Quirk. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what the rat was planning, and she had actually needed to get serious and give him a eugenics lecture to make sure he wasn’t planning on doing anything not-human.
He hadn’t been. But he certainly wasn’t above making things easier. And it wasn’t like she hadn’t planted her flag upon whichever class Izuku was in herself, so, you know, stones and glass houses and all that.
But that wasn’t important right now. Scaring her lovelies was. “Now, in middle and high school, you all performed all the standard physical tests. Softball toss, fifty-meter sprint, you know the rap sheet.” She stretched out her whip, “But those naughty boys and girls at the Department of Education are always lagging behind the times, and so you were forbidden from using your Quirks.” She cracked her whip, “That changes today!” She declared.
Excited murmuring rang out, “We seriously get to use our Quirks?!” The pink girl cheered, “This is going to be so much fun!”
“That’s right, Ashido Mina!” Nemuri named her. “But this is a Hero Course, little lady. Everything out there from natural disasters to villains will be looking to kill you.” She said and the excitement died, “Or worse.” She said seriously and several faces hardened. “I myself lost a kouhai on his very first internship, back when I was just a little older than you.” She looked at each of them, “And nowadays, we no longer have All Might artificially decreasing the country’s crime rate.”
‘It’s true.’ Izuku thought grimly, ‘It’s been less than a month and crime is already up a full percent.’
“So yes, go ahead and have your fun.” Nemuri smiled at them, “But never forget to give it your all. If you don’t take this seriously, then, well, you might find yourself not needing to move into the dorms tomorrow.” Several of the girls looked intimidated.
“Give us your worst, sensei!” Izuku called out, projecting confidence for the rest of the girls. “We all made it here and we’re not leaving without a fight!”
Nemuri grinned as she saw some of the girls relax, “Thataboy!” She stretched her whip out. “Midoriya Izuku, our only man.” She licked her lips. “Thank you for volunteering, my little morsel.” Several of the girls gaped as Izuku chuckled and strode forward.
“You were a blonde the last time we met.” He murmured to her as low as he could. “Have you been a good girl, Nemuri?” Even as low as he spoke, one of the girls, a cutie with longish violet hair and jacks for earlobes caught it. The girl’s eyes widened, and she flushed a little before tossing Ochako a worried look.
Nemuri had to fight with all her strength not to shudder or blush. She mechanically tossed him a ball, “G-Go ahead and do whatever you want. Toss it, kick it, whatever. No Quirk first.”
Izuku chuckled as he lightly tossed it up and caught it. “No Quirk, huh.” He tossed it up before taking a step and punting it. They all watched it fly and Nemuri blinked at how long it took to even reach its apex. She turned her gaze to the device in her hand and blinked when it finally spat out a number.
648m
She stared at it for a second, “I said without your Quirk.” She deadpanned.
Izuku laughed, “That was without my Quirk!”
“Oh, holy fuck.” Several of the girls behind them gaped.
Nemuri stared at him, ‘Okay, I know he’s probably been through a lot of girls to empower his baseline, but how in the hell did he manage that?’ Still, she smirked at him, “Well now, an overachiever, hmm?”
“Of course.” Izuku declared before leering at her, “But you already knew that, didn’t you darling?” The violet-haired girl’s jacks spasmed as her blush returned with a vengeance.
“Okay, I gotta ask!” The girl with the sharklike teeth blurted, “What the hell kind of exercise do you even do, my fellow greenie?”
Izuku chuckled and turned around, “You know Dagobah beach?”
“The landfill the city clea-aaaaaaaaa” Her brain seemed to crash, “Wait, no fucking way! Did you clean that?!”
“Ayep.” He grinned and several of the girls started shooting death gazes at Ochako out of sheer jealousy. Not only was he a hunk, but he had cleaned up the best beach for several hundred kilometers.
“But wait!” The girl with white-and-red hair gasped, “That beach was so full of trash it could pass for a landfill!”
“Yeah, I passed by it before and there were wrecked commercial trucks in there!” Mina said in disbelief.
Izuku smirked and raised an arm. He flexed and his arm audibly stretched his sleeve almost to the breaking point. “Plus. Ultra.” Several of the girls outright swooned.
Nemuri rubbed her thighs together, “YOUTH!” She screamed, “I approve whole-heartedly!” She shot him a thumbs up.
Izuku chuckled and turned back to her, “But that’s her question answered. Where were we, sensei?”
Nemuri shook herself, “Right. Go ahead and do it with your Quirk this time.”
“Gotcha.” Izuku grabbed another ball. ‘I could just anti-grav it… but I think I’ll let my darling Mochi get a win.’ Deciding to throw it this time, he summoned up One For All and the rippling energy tore his sleeve off, exposing his muscles for the girls’ viewing pleasure. With a yell, he tossed it. The ball moved so fast that all of the women around him felt like they were near a howitzer that had just been fired. The sound barrier cried for mercy as it got out of the way.
Behind him, the girl with the jacks let out a cry of relief. ‘Oh I’m so fucking glad my hearing isn’t always maxed out.’
They waited. And waited. And waited some more. And still, the device in Nemuri’s hand didn’t spit out a number. Finally, it dinged.
50km
“FIFTY?!” Screams rang out.
“My word, you could clear the top of Mount Everest multiple times over.” The raven-haired woman with the messy ponytail sounded awed.
Izuku chuckled, “Yeah, I took it easy.”
“EHHH?!”
Ochako laughed, “Dekun’s Quirk is OP! That was only ten percent. Any higher and his body starts to break.”
The girl with vines for hair crossed herself and started saying a prayer. The girl with jacks blushed over what she was saying.
“SERIOUSLY?!” Several girls wailed.
‘Okay, I don’t care what his file says. There’s something more to this.’ Nemuri froze at this new information. ‘He would have had to have sex with the entire female population of Japan for that much strength!’ She didn’t want to go full conspiracy theorist, but it was looking like a mighty juicy option when she remembered All Might’s retirement interview. ‘…Was he being literal?!’ She shook her head, “Excellent work, handsome!” She praised him, “And now that we all know how it works… it’s time for you ladies to line up and give it your all! Don’t worry about a Quirkless baseline. You can get that for yourself if you wish at a different time, but we have quite a few tests to go through.”
“Yes, Miss Midnight!” The girls snapped out of their dumbfounded frenzies.
And so, the tests commenced. Izuku had already gotten his ball toss in, so he was able to sit back as the girls had their turns, and he started to learn their names. Mina was the first up and she apparently had a Quirk that generated fluid that she could use as some sort of lubricant. She started to spin around like a tornado to build speed and launched the ball almost two hundred meters. Asui Tsuyu went next and used her tongue like a lasso to toss the ball about a hundred-and-fifty meters.
Utsushimi Camie went next and let out an amused chuckle, “My Quirk doesn’t really help with stuff like this, you dig?” She tossed the ball and ended up with about forty meters.
“Not every Quirk helps. Don’t worry, Camie-chan! You’ll have plenty of chances in other events.” Ochako smiled at her as she went next, and, like Izuku predicted, got infinity when she launched it right out of the atmosphere with zero gravity.
“That’s my girl.” Izuku chuckled as she came back and hugged him.
“So lucky…” Several of the girls hissed. Ochako bit back a giggle as Kendō Itsuka – the orange-haired beauty – was next and her arm turned bigger than any three of them put together. Including Izuku!
“These Quirks are so cool.” Izuku was like a kid in a candy shop as he took in the details.
“Four hundred meters! Not bad!” Itsuka was smiling as she came back to the group.
Of course, not everyone had a good time in the event. Kodai Yui – the class’s shorter Yamato Nadeshiko just tossed it a few dozen meters. Komori Kinoko – Ochako’s much shyer-looking, shortstack twin – tried to grow a floating mushroom to fly the ball away, but it peeled off the ball and dropped it only a few meters away. Thankfully, Nemuri allowed her a redo, and she just tossed it around thirty meters. “I’m going to need some morel support after that one.” She was drooping as she walked back.
“Oh, that’s adorable.” Ochako and Izuku both wanted to hug her.
Jirō Kyōko and Shiozaki Ibara – the punk girl with the violet hair and the girl with vines for hair – both took a page out of Tsuyu’s book and used their jacks and vines respectively to toss it. And then they got a name that had all of them blinking as even Miss Midnight wasn’t entirely sure about the pronunciation. “Dasutinesu Fōdo Raratīna?”
A beautiful blonde with quite the stacked figure and regal presence strode forward. “Thank you for the attempt, Miss Midnight.” She smiled at the teacher, “I don’t mind the Japanese pronunciation, but if you would like to be correct, it is Dustiness Ford Lalatina.” She slowly and clearly enunciated it for them.
“Definitely from the west.” Izuku muttered, “Not sure from where though.”
“Cute name. LaLaTi~Na.” Ochako slowly sounded it out.
Nemuri giggled, “Lalatina. What a pretty name!” She winked at the blonde, who blushed and pouted just a tiny bit. “Well, go ahead.” She waved at the ball. And then shocking the crowd, she threw it a full hundred meters farther than Itsuka off pure muscle power. “Excellent work!”
“Thank you, Miss Midnight.” Lalatina bowed and walked back to the group, smiling as she exchanged a high-five with the shorter blonde with horns.
“M-Midnight-san?” The cutie raised her hand. “Can hurt ball without destroy?”
“Ah, Tsunotori Pony-chan, from America, right?” Nemuri asked and got a nod. “Well, this is a great opportunity! Does anyone here speak English?”
“I do!” Izuku stepped forward and spoke with casual ease.
All Might superfan. Sue him.
“Oh!” Pony beamed at him. “I was trying to ask if we could damage the ball without destroying it!”
Izuku chuckled and slowly gave her the correct version in Japanese, “‘Can we damage the ball without wrecking it.’”
Pony repeated the question and thanked him, and Nemuri smiled at the interaction. “Great question, darling!” She grabbed a ball, “You see this sensor? As long as this is undamaged, it will work.”
“Cool!” Pony said in English… and proceeded to stab the ball onto her horn. Her horns then fired off of her head and flew into the distance.
“Over a kilometer!” Nemuri exclaimed happily. “Well done!”
Pony cheered and went back. The girl with the shark-like teeth was Tokage Setsuna and she literally popped her arm off and carried the ball off. When she hit her max range, she wound back and tossed the ball, getting close to three-hundred meters.
“Looks like it’s my turn.” Todoroki Fuyumi was next, “Hmm, what to do, what to do.” She mused before grinning and kicking off her shoes. She tossed the ball into the air before kneeling and tapping the ground to ice it over. And then she got on her head and flames started erupting from her feet, causing her to spin like a top.
“HOLY SHIIIIT!” Mina squealed at seeing one of her favorite breakdance moves pulled off in such an awesome manner.
The ball fell and, with Fuyumi looking like a total blur, was kicked away with a blast of fire. Fuyumi allowed herself to fall and grinned as she spun on her side atop her icy platform, eventually sliding to a stop in an absolutely casual manner. She got a standing ovation from several of her classmates.
“That was freaking awesome!” Ochako cackled.
“Girl, do you dance?” Mina asked.
Fuyumi got to her feet, “Yeah, a bit. I learned capoeira since it works so well with my Quirk.” Mina squealed in joy.
“And what a showing! Ten kilometers!” Midnight praised her.
“Third place isn’t bad.” Fuyumi giggled as she walked back to the others.
Sadly, the invisible Hagakure Tōru had to follow that up, and despite getting a pretty decent sixty meters, was nowhere close.
“Ara, I suppose it’s my turn next.” The otherworldly beautiful Himejima Akeno was next. “I think this should work.” She held her arms parallel to one another and an electrical current built up between them. The ball fell in between her arms and got magnetically locked before zipping away with a small sonic boom.
“Did she just use her arms as a railgun?!” Izuku looked dumbfounded. “That’s amazing!” He announced as Nemuri declared her score of four kilometers.
“Ufufufu, a handsome man is praising me. Please do it some more.” Akeno winked at him. Such a prim and proper young lady. If only Izuku couldn’t tell she was simultaneously an S and an M at the same time.
Izuku simply winked at her as Yaoyorozu Momo, someone who gave Akeno a run for her money in beauty, strode forward.
And then pulled a goddamn cannon out of her tummy and fired the ball fifteen kilometers. “So much for third place!” Fuyumi laughed good-naturedly.
Izuku was drooling over the applications.
Yanagi Reiko was up next. She was slightly hunched, and her arms were kind of just hanging in front of her. Kind of like a zombie except not fully extended. The ball floated in front of her before whipping forward close to eight-hundred meters.
‘Looks like basic telekinesis but not a weak version. Nice.’ Izuku took his mental notes and offered her a smile.
“Okay, again not completely sure of the pronunciation here.” Nemuri chuckled as she got another foreigner. Though possibly one with Japanese parents. “Rittner Yōko?”
Yōko, a gorgeous redhead – and Izuku meant red – that was giving both Akeno and Momo a run for their money in the chest department, let out a giggle. “Sorry Miss Midnight, but it’s like Lalatina-chan. Littner!”
“Littner it is!” Nemuri immediately corrected herself. “How about it then?” She tossed her a ball.
A slight red glow engulfed Yōko before she tossed the ball. It fell just short of a kilometer. “Nice! Already have a target to overcome!” She declared happily.
“Well done!” Nemuri called up the last girl. “And finally, I’m going to just assume I’m wrong and correct myself preemptively. Lockser Juvia?” The girl had a serious expression on her cute face. She might have been a kuudere like Yui. Her blue hair was done up in some tight coils that nestled around her shoulders.
“That is correct, Miss Midnight.” Juvia had a quiet, calm tone as well. Nemuri cheered as she tossed the ball over. She caught it but looked at it with some worry.
Izuku narrowed his eyes, ‘She’s worried about something. Does her Quirk hurt her?’
“Juvia-chan?” Nemuri asked after a moment of nothing. “Is everything okay?”
Finally, Juvia slumped and activated her Quirk. Immediately, the weather around them changed and the skies darkened. It started to rain calmly, but in the spring, it was pretty cold.
“Kero!” Tsuyu let out and started shivering. “Kero, I may go into torpor.” She said as her shivering increased. Momo immediately walked over while unzipping her top. She quickly created a waterproof jacket and some small personal warmers for Tsuyu. “Kero! Thank you, Yaoyorozu-chan.”
“You’re welcome, Asui-san!” Momo smiled at her.
“Kero, please call me Tsu.”
“Tsu it is.” Momo beamed, excited to have already made a friend.
“Brrr, that’s cute, but it’s a bit too gloomy for my books.” Tōru was hugging herself.
Izuku immediately saw Juvia slump in depression. “I think it’s an amazing Quirk!” He grinned, “And a super strong one too! Outright being able to change the weather is awesome!”
Juvia looked at him in shock. “Y-You don’t mind?”
Izuku shrugged, “I’ve been colder and wetter. Had worse days cleaning Dagobah. Never bothered me.” He grinned at her, and a deep blush crossed her cheeks. “But you have a ball to toss, don’t you, Juvia-chan?”
“R-Right!” Juvia looked excited for the first time, “Juvia will do her best for Izuku-sama!”
Everyone blinked. ‘Izuku-sama?’
All of the rain started collecting near Juvia and turning into a ball of water. It collected more and more and even started looking like it was somehow compressing. Finally it exploded forward and launched the ball like a cannon with a huge spray.
‘She made the water act like a jet. She’s got quite good control and a really powerful Quirk!’ Izuku mused to himself. Nemuri gave Juvia her score, and the girl smiled and looked to Izuku for approval for her seven kilometers. Almost like a puppy. He chuckled, “Good job, Juvia-chan.”
“Kya! Izuku-sama praised Juvia!” She clapped her hands to her cheeks as the rain dispersed.
Ochako giggled and leaned up to whisper in his ear, “Looks like you have your first admirer, and you haven’t even started trying yet.”
“Second.” Izuku chuckled lowly in her ear, “Turns out I know our teacher from before~” Ochako’s eyes bugged out.
And behind them, Kyōka fought to keep her jaw drop internal. ‘Wait! Is THAT what’s going on here?! What the fuck?! And she’s FINE with it?!’
“Well done, everyone.” Nemuri stated, “Let’s get onto the next event.” She started walking them over to a sand pit for the standing long jump. There were few standouts for this one. Most everyone just did their leaps like normal, and the only surprising thing was how far some of them could jump.
That did not mean everyone was normal. “Ara, I suppose it is my turn?” Akeno stepped forward and, to everyone’s surprise, the back of her shirt began to bulge. Then, with a tearing sound, she was revealed with giant wings filled with jet-black feathers.
“Holy shit, she’s huge.” Ochako murmured to Izuku. The only thing covering her up top was a brilliant purple bra.
“Woah, are you serious, Himejima-chan?!” Tōru gasped, “I’m here with just Invisibility and you and Todoroki-chan are both rocking two Quirks?!”
Akeno turned and gave Tōru a strained smile. “If you would like to switch and take the deadbeat’s wings from me, I’d be delighted.”
Several girls hissed in sympathy.
Izuku patted Tōru on the shoulder, “Invisibility is an amazing Quirk anyway, Hagakure-chan.”
Tōru blushed, “Thank you, Izuku-kun.”
Akeno flapped her wings and soared into the air, getting another essentially infinite score. She gracefully accepted a new shirt from Momo. There were a couple other cool showcases of Quirks, with Fuyumi rocket launching herself into the air with her flaming feet, Momo creating a monstrosity of a gas-powered pogo stick, Kinoko growing a massive mushroom that acted like a trampoline, and Yui shrinking the entire pit and casually stepping over it. Kyōka also did really well, but she needed Momo to make her a set of speakers first. Eventually, they moved onto the sprints, where they went two at a time. Ochako made him proud by taking second place with a gravity-assisted charge straight out of Mass Effect.
Pretty soon, a clear pattern emerged. Izuku was at the very top of every test barring outliers like Ochako’s ball toss, followed by Momo and Fuyumi swapping places quite often. Grip strength got crushed by several of them, with Ochako using her gravity to literally crush the device. Momo made a jaw of life. Juvia also came close by putting it in water and compressing. Yui enlarged her tester and sat on it, using her weight and the weak-for-their-size springs to get a great score. The side-to-side jumps were fairly boring with few of them really excelling, like Kinoko with her two bouncy mushrooms. The stretching was a show for Izuku. All of the girls around him were utter babes and getting to see them in those nice positions gave him plenty of eye candy. Mina and several other girls could straight up do the splits, and it really stretched out those uniforms.
But with all the events finished, they had their scores and their placements.
1. Izuku
2. Momo
3. Fuyumi
4. Lalatina
5. Juvia
6. Yōko
Though those two were almost perfectly tied. The positions were almost semantic.
7. Ochako
8. Akeno
9. Yui
10. Setsuna
11. Mina
12. Ibara
13. Tsuyu
14. Itsuka
15. Pony
16. Reiko
17. Kinoko
18. Camie
19. Kyōka
20. Tōru
“Excellent work, everyone!” Nemuri praised them, “I was glad to see that everyone was creative and at least tried different things in order to eke out a bit more performance. Even if your Quirk wasn’t useful in the test itself, you’ve clearly shown that you trained beyond them, haven’t you?”
“Heck yeah!” Tōru cheered, “I wouldn’t have gotten even close to making it in if I hadn’t worked out a lot!”
“Exactly!” Nemuri beamed at her, “No Hero can be a one-trick pony. Remember that!” Several of the girls playfully nudged Pony which drew some laughs and a grin from the girl in question. “Now, if I was my colleague, this would be where at least one of you would be going home crying.” She made a face and the girls stiffened. “He tends to expel students he thinks aren’t taking things seriously or who have no potential as Heroes.” Momo froze, her eyes wide, “Be thankful you got me instead, my lovelies!” She winked at them, “And I’ll just say this. During the summer, we’ll be repeating these tests as a measuring stick of your progress. Try and impress us.”
“Yes Miss Midnight!” The class, some of them more shaken than others, said back.
“Perfect!” Nemuri cracked her whip, “Go hit the shower! Midoriya-kun, come to my office when you’re finished. We have some things to discuss.”
“Sure thing, sensei!” Izuku smiled at her.
Behind them, Kyōka’s face went beet red. What did she do? Did she talk to Uraraka about the low-toned flirting? She seemed to be in the know, perhaps even supportive!
What was even happening?
Nemuri beamed at them, “I’ll see you all this weekend during move-ins! ”
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“So, what do you guys think Miss Midnight wanted with greenie?” Setsuna asked as she dried her hair.
‘Dick.’ Kyōka’s brain supplied and her face went beet red while her jacks spasmed. ‘She wants his dick! Oh fuck, is this even legal?!’
“Who knows?” Fuyumi chuckled, “He is the only male in our estrogen brigade. Maybe she wanted to make sure he was okay with that?”
Yui’s lips upturned slightly, “Well, she is the R-18 Hero.” On anyone else, it would have been a massive smirk.
“Yeah fam, maybe she’s getting a leg up on the competition!” Camie’s smirk was salacious enough for the both of them.
“Perish such dirty thoughts!” Ibara said heatedly. “Miss Midnight would not take advantage of her position!” She said confidently. “You are right that he will be the only male amongst twenty women. I believe Miss Midnight will be having a talk to him about respecting our boundaries and our privacy. Perhaps she will even discuss consent.” No one noticed Ochako silently dying in her shower stall. “Again, I do not get the feeling from Midoriya-kun that he is an unrepentant pervert and do not believe he would require such a talking-to, but with our class situation being what it is, I am confident that is what they will be discussing!”
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Izuku turned his head to sneeze. “Hmm, looks like someone’s talking about me. Who do you think it is, Nemuri?” He asked the woman.
“Mph! Mph! Mph!” Nemuri could not, in fact, talk, since Izuku had one of his tentacles buried in her throat. She could only let out joyful, muffled moans.
“Such a naughty girl.” Izuku spanked her bare ass a nice pink. He had Nemuri completely suspended by his tentacles and his left hand was fisted in her hair, yanking her head back. Her costume had been torn to shreds leaving just her corset somewhat intact. Each breast was surrounded by one tentacle each, the heads of which had split apart into four-jawed ‘mouths’ filled with vibrating little protrusions that had latched onto them. She was in a full split before him while he plowed her from behind. “Pulling me into your office before the school year even started so you could get spitroasted again.”
He spanked her again and spread her cheek to expose her asshole. His thumb sparked with a little bit of One For All and slipped right inside her tightest hole. “MHMMMM!!!” Nemuri came, her gushing pussy spraying the floor beneath them. ‘He got better!’ She wailed inside her head as he continued pounding her with wet plaps, ‘He ruined me last time! How did he get better?!’ Nothing had been able to quench the fire that he had ignited in her two years back. Her party-loving persona had collapsed practically overnight. How could she go back to boys when a real man had put all of them, even groups of them, to shame. ‘Oh Izuku, never leave me again! My poor pussy won’t be able to take being abandoned a second time!’ Her womb tattoo pulsed and evolved for the first time. The central heart got surrounded by a pattern of smaller, smoky-looking hearts.
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“Hey Mamadoriya!” Ochako called out as she walked into the apartment.
“Ochako-chan!” Inko smiled as she poked her head out of the kitchen. She blinked, “Where’s Izuku?”
“Our teacher wanted to speak with him.” Ochako replied as she took off her shoes and walked over to the kitchen to help with dinner.
“…And you came home without him?” Inko looked even more confused.
“Our teacher is Miss Midnight.” Ochako smirked at her.
“…You have got to be kidding me.” Inko deadpanned before slumping. “I had hoped he would just settle down with you, Ochako-chan.”
“I’m sure you don’t need the details.” Ochako smiled wryly. “But his appetite is growing. Mine has peaked and I’m also not getting any stronger or fitter anymore. I need a break and it’s not like he couldn’t handle all of us anyway.”
Inko let out a keening noise over the discussion of her son’s incredibly overly active sex life. And then she paused. “…All of you?”
Ochako snickered, “Our class is Miss Midnight, Izuku, and nineteen other girls.”
Inko stood there for a moment, stupefied. “…That fucking rat.”
Ochako almost fell over laughing.
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Move-in day was a… hassle. Izuku didn’t mind saying so. There was a large crunch of moving vans and trucks arriving at nearly the same time, so even though he and Ochako had chosen to get up early, they still didn’t manage to get the elevators to themselves. Heights Alliance was a huge building with eleven total floors. The first was a common area with a very large kitchen, commercial-sized laundry room, and an entertainment area. Below that was an Olympic-sized, indoor swimming pool. The next eight floors were the dorms for each student, with four rooms on each floor. It was a bit overkill for twenty students, but it meant they could have guests move in if needed, or if any of the General Education students managed to kick ass and get themselves into the Hero Course. The final floor was a penthouse, which was Nemuri’s office and bedroom. Izuku had chosen the floor below that.
The rooms were a bit more spacious than they had expected and had their own bathrooms, but that was it. Izuku suspected that was Nezu’s doing, which he thanked the principal for. Each room came with their own climate-control units they could regulate themselves. He and Ochako had been expecting far smaller rooms than they actually got. He also thanked every deity in existence that U.A. was a university and not a high school. Before his Quirk had come in, his room had been a fanboy’s dream. All Might posters everywhere; shining, polished collectibles staring down with wide smiles and pride from every shelf; star-and-striped sheets, comforters, and curtains. It was a reminder of everything he wished he could be.
And then his Quirk awoke and all of a sudden All Might’s smiles radiated shame.
Nowadays, his room was a bit more boring. A guitar hung where posters had once sat; a king-sized bed along the wall with emerald sheets and a black comforter; a set of weights and a punching bag…
Thankfully, he didn’t have much work to do to get set up. He finished quickly and helped Ochako with hers. Who knew which room they’d be in every night? Izuku had put his many tentacles to work and had treated his girlfriend. Her room had been fairly boring, but Izuku had put his artistic talent to use and had painted the ceiling with the blackest paint he could get and then used his tentacles again to essentially paint a starry night sky for her. She had loved it.
Sadly, the two wanted to be helpful so they’d have to save breaking the rooms in for later.
“Greenie!” Setsuna cheered as they walked downstairs, “And Ochako-chan! How’s it going?” She had two stacks of boxes floating beside her, her arms completely detached.
“Hey Setsuna!” Izuku smiled at her, “You need any help?”
“If you wouldn’t mind.” She grinned at them, “Did you see the freaking indoor pool? I’m totally living in there!”
“There’s a pool?!” Ochako gasped, “Heck yeah!” She shared a grin with Izuku. They both hurried to take a stack of boxes each. Izuku with pure muscle and Ochako with casual gravity control. “Which room you moving into?”
“I’m up on floor eight.” Setsuna told them. “Door 3.”
“Gotcha!” Izuku said as he and Ochako got back in the elevator with her things.
They watched as Setsuna turned and walked back out. “Damn, that ass.” Ochako murmured, her eyes glued to the sexy verdette’s behind. “Do I have a type?” She chuckled as the elevator doors closed.
“Huh?” He looked at her with a raised eyebrow.
Ochako grinned at him, “Athletic and green-haired.” She wiggled her eyebrows.
A grin crossed his face, “That depends. Do you want Tsuyu-chan to sit on your face?”
Ochako twitched, “…Oh hell yes.”
He laughed like hell until they got to the eighth floor and opened Setsuna’s room, putting the boxes down. They made quite a few trips to help out, and after about twenty minutes, all of Setsuna’s belongings had been loaded inside. “Looks like that’s everything!” She grinned as she looked around. “Bigger than I thought, but I guess with Cementoss building everything, it’s not like it was costly!” She chuckled as Ochako finished maneuvering her queen-sized bed where she wanted it. “Thanks babe.” She sidled over and pecked Ochako on the cheek. “You too, stud.” Her head detached and kissed Izuku’s cheek as well.
“You’re welcome!” Ochako hugged her, “We’re neighbors as well! I’m right across the hall.”
“Nice!” Setsuna grinned; her little experiment having yielded the fruit she had hoped for. Zero jealousy detected whatsoever. “You with us too, stud?”
“Nah, I’m up on floor nine above Ochako.” Izuku said. They could have roomed on the same floor, of course, but this way, they could… ahem… divide and conquer. He stretched, smirking when he saw her eyes glue to his midriff as his shirt rode up. “I’m going to go see if anyone else needs help.” He said.
“Okay! I’ll stay here and help Setsuna-chan get set up.” Ochako told him. “Have fun!”
He chuckled as he left the room. Setsuna whirled on Ochako when he closed the door. “So, new bestie!” She grinned as her hands started sorting through boxes. “You don’t seem bothered about all the girls eyeing your man.” She cast her fishing line out.
“Should I be?” Ochako turned a lidded gaze and a smile to her.
Setsuna’s grin widened, “Hmmm, interesting…” She drawled.
“I said I was his girl.” Ochako giggled as she snapped her fingers. Every box opened at once and every item floated out. “I never said he was my man.” Setsuna’s eyes bulged as she looked around at the awe-inspiring sight. “Where would you like everything?”
“…Uhm…” Her brain had crashed, both at Ochako’s words and her actions. Wanting to reboot, she directed everything else around. Ochako’s control with her upgraded Quirk was amazing by this point, especially with Izuku being able to use his copy to test their ideas too. Soon her room took shape, and Ochako let out a full belly laugh at the T-Rex costume and onesie. “Looks like we’re all done!” Setsuna said, “You’re like, the best mover, Ochako-chan!”
The brunette giggled, “You’re welcome, Setsuna-chan.”
“So!” Setsuna had gotten her feet back under her, “…Just to make sure I’m not being overly horny… you don’t mind if we make some moves too?”
“I only mind if you fail to make some moves on me too.” Ochako leered at her. Setsuna’s eyes widened, “Do you know what Miss Midnight needed from Dekun yesterday?” Ochako asked as Setsuna’s cheeks started to redden. “I see you have an idea.” Ochako stepped forward to whisper in her ear, “She wanted his fat, throbbing cock inside her.” Setsuna’s legs squeezed as she gasped, “It’s as thick as my arm, you know?” Her breaths started to come in pants, “It had been two years since he ruined her and she had been in disguise, so they never traded their numbers. She’s been pining for him for so long. She even stopped partying it up, remember? Other boys were just so boring. I’m afraid she’s probably still a mess upstairs in the penthouse and won’t be any help today.” Ochako stepped back, “So, is there anything else you need, Setsuna-chan?” Ochako chirped, a cherubic smile on her face.
“N-No.” Setsuna squeaked out, wanting nothing more than to get on her bed and pop her head off so she could lick herself raw. She could do brain things later and actually contemplate potentially joining a polycule.
Ochako giggled as she stepped closer, “See you later then.” She pecked Setsuna on the cheek as close to her lips as she could get without touching them, “Babe.” She had a wicked grin on her face as she exited the room, locking the door behind her.
Setsuna let out a keening whine as she straight up disassembled herself to get out of her clothes quicker.
…
Izuku chuckled as he got back to the first floor. ‘I wonder which of them will be first.’ He eyed Momo as she walked into Heights Alliance for the first time. “Oh, hey there, Yaomomo!” He greeted her.
“Y-Yaomomo?” Momo’s eyes sparkled, “Oooh, I think I love that name!” She beamed at him.
“Glad to hear it!” Izuku didn’t even need his Quirk to want the woman before him. She was utterly gorgeous.
She blushed a little at his friendly smile. “Are you available to give me some help?” She asked hopefully. “I…” She looked down. “My parents sent my belongings over but no one to actually help me get it inside.” They had not been happy when she had presented them with her U.A. acceptance. As major players in the Hero Public Safety Commission, they had wanted to induct her into the industry through their teachers and programs. They had been controlling her for her entire life, and it had been her first ever overt act of rebellion against them. And they couldn’t overtly punish her for getting into the best school in the country and one of the top institutions in the entire world. Instead, they gave her this petty punishment to inconvenience her. “With all of my belongings, I believe I may not even finish before nightfall…”
“Ha!” Izuku barked out a laugh. “Nightfall! Don’t worry, Yaomomo! We’ll have you sorted in two hours, max!” He cracked his knuckles. “So let’s get started!”
“Thank you so much, Midoriya-kun!” She beamed at him again and bowed.
He patted her on the shoulder. “None of that! And please, call me Izuku.” He winked at her.
She flushed a little, “A-Ah, yes. Of course, Izuku.” She titled her head cutely, “Izukun?”
He chuckled as he put an arm around her shoulders and led her outside, “Izukun it is.” Her pretty blush deepened. As they stepped outside, he froze mid-step. “…Is that yours?”
“Yes!” Momo said as they gazed at the eight-meter truck. “Is there a problem?”
“…I don’t suppose your Quirk includes the ability to magically expand a room, does it?” Izuku snarked a little.
She looked at him and then at the truck in concern, “…How big are the rooms?”
“Just shy of twenty-eight square meters.” Izuku told her.
“…Oh dear.” Momo looked a little crestfallen, “They’re smaller than my closet…” She whispered, but he heard her anyway and that told him a little something about her. “Oh my, I’m not sure what to do now.”
“Let's get the essentials in.” Izuku took command, “Starting with your bed. We’ll figure it out as we go, but you’ll probably have to send a lot of it back.”
She nodded resolutely, “Yes, that sounds lovely.” As she unlocked it and he helped raise the door, his jaw almost dropped. She had… exquisite-looking furniture, and a LOT of it. Just the bedframe he could see looked like it was way bigger than his own bed… and he had a king! If it wasn’t custom made he’d be shocked…
They hopped into the truck, and she made her way over to her mattress, only for her eyes to bulge and her cheeks to redden once more as he said, “Welp, don’t think I’ll need this.” He tossed off his shirt and then lifted it up by himself. He carefully maneuvered it off the truck, hiding a grin as he felt her eyes glue to him.
Swallowing heavily as he hauled her custom-sized mattress into the building single-handedly, she shook herself and clapped her cheeks. Momo focused up and created a power drill and set to taking the bed frame apart. From the quick measurement she’d estimated from the door, it wasn’t going in as one piece even with additional help.
As he walked inside, the girls who had already finished moving in stared and some unashamedly drooled a little bit.
It was roughly two hours later that they finished, and he’d greedily gulped down two bottles of water when he finally had the chance. He’d even poured some down his hair and then Momo really started blushing, surreptitiously trying to fan herself as she tried to hide the fact that she was staring and feeling a very unfamiliar warmth.
That warmth had only increased when she realized Izuku had put her right across from his own room. They had managed to fit her Alaskan King bed in, but it had taken up more than a third of the room, much to her annoyance. She wasn’t able to fit almost anything else, especially if she had the bed in the center of the room as she was accustomed to! She had managed to fit her L-shaped desk in the corner close to the door and thankfully had been able to line the wall with many of her bookshelves to the right, but the majority of her belongings had to be sent back.
Thankfully the maids and butlers would be able to take care of everything.
At one point, she had contemplated sending the bed back and doing a bit of emergency personal-rule breaking to create a California King until she could buy one, but Izuku shook his head. “Momo, it’s your bed. It’s clearly comfy and you love it if you’re not immediately sending it back. Honestly, the room is fine like this.”
“You think so?” Momo asked in surprise.
“Yeah, of course! Your comfort is the most important thing!” Izuku smiled at her, not at all letting his ulterior motives show on his face. He hadn’t been lying about any of that, after all! The bed being able to comfortably fit four was just coincidence!
“Mhm! You’re right! Thank you, Izukun!” She smiled back. “I want to thank you for all your help!” She bowed to him again.
He chuckled once more, “You’re welcome! I think I’ll go help Juvia and Fuyumi now.” The blue-haired girl had joyfully claimed the room next to his the second she had laid eyes on him. (She had, in fact, waited to begin moving in until she could figure out where he was, and was relieved that not all the spots had been taken.) and Fuyumi had arrived a little bit after and sought out her best friend, Momo.
Watching those two beauties hug would be a treasured memory.
He wasn’t sure who was in what room yet, but he knew the top student floor was him, Momo, Fuyumi, and Juvia. Below them was Ochako and Setsuna and he wasn’t sure who else. Maybe they could have a housewarming party once everyone else arrived.
…
In the end, the move-ins took half the day even with everyone helping each other out. They were all both beat and excited to get to know one another, which caused annoyance amongst the more outgoing members of the class.
“I’m so boooooored!” Mina moaned, laying spread-eagle on her bed, wishing something would happen.
Thankfully, her prayers for something to do were about to be answered. Her phone chimed, and her face lit up. It was a group invitation from Setsuna!
Mina: Heya girls!
Setsuna: Looks like the gang’s all here!
Tōru: Took me forever! Some of you gals were lucky you had our stud helping you. :p
Momo: T-Tōru! Wh-what is that supposed to mean?!
Camie: He’s so hot!
Mina: I KNOW right?! Did you see Midori when he was helping Yaomomo out and he just freaking took off his shirt?!
Yōko: You could grind meat on those abs.
Yui: I’d rather grind on something else. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Kinoko: I wonder how big his shroom is. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Kyōka: Really? In front of Ochako?
Ochako: Eats popcorn
Momo: What a vulgar conversation!
Ibara: Lord forgive these lost lambs.
Fuyumi: Geez you girls are thirsty…
Setsuna: Don’t act like you weren’t checking him out, Yaomomo! Yumi! I saw those eyes! You two were almost drooling!
Momo: …
Fuyumi: I think I can hear her steaming LOL!
Camie: LMAO
Momo: Fuyumi!
Akeno: Ufufufu. It interests me that the one who should be protesting the most is so entertained.
Momo: If we’re all done with this… debauchery.
Itsuka: No, seriously Ochako, if you’re uncomfortable I can go get the horny bat.
Ochako: I’m fine! I haven’t laughed this hard in ages!
Pony: Ochako so lucky. She got that on lock.
Momo: “Ochako is so lucky. She’s got that on lock.” ^_^
Pony: Thanks Yaomomo!
Mina: What a great nickname! Who came up with it?
Ochako: Dekun did!
Setsuna: :Eyes:
Tōru: :Eyes:
Camie: :Eyes:
Tsuyu: Sus
Mina: Already making moves, huh, Yaomomo?
Momo: wqfbuewyryifgufehrwogfq!
Kyōka: I can hear her blushing from the floor below.
Juvia: Why “Dekun,” Love Rival? His name is Izuku-sama.
Fuyumi: Oooooh!
Reiko: Shall there be a glove thrown before the first day?
Akeno: Oh dear, we have a lady-killer in an almost all-female class. However will this turn out?
Ochako: Oh, so Dekun thought he was Quirkless until puberty hit.
Kyōka: And she entirely ignores the ‘love rival’ thing.
Several people are typing.
Ochako: So the jerks at his elementary and middle school corrupted his name’s Kanji as “Deku.” As in the wooden puppet that can’t do anything. Jackass shoves Dekun at the entrance exam and I grab him with my Quirk when he falls so that he doesn’t smash his face. I think his name is Deku, which I figured was just some weird way of saying ‘dekiru’ so I call him it, and his face immediately goes all, ‘I will destroy you.’
Camie: Umph
Pony: Umph
Lalatina: Kyaa! That must have been so intense! I shiver just thinking about it! Oooh!
Akeno: :Eyes:
Yui: I wish he would look at me like that.
Ibara: Uncontrolled Lust is a sin, Kodai!
Ochako: So I apologize while trying to figure out what the heck I did wrong and he explains everything, and then I explain my side. He’s all smiles and laughs after and says he wouldn’t mind me calling him that. Not like anyone else other than that jackass calls him that anymore. But I feel bad about it, so he suggests Dekun instead.
Itsuka: Wait, so you didn’t know each other before the entrance exam?
Ochako: Nope!
Mina: So luckyyyyyy!
Tsuyu: That’s adorable ngl.
Setsuna: So I see you locked him up nice and quick, hmm?
Ochako: I ain’t lock up shit! :rofl: Dekun too strong, pls nerf.
Mina: LOL
Camie: LOL
Kinoko: LOL
Momo: I did not envision this bundle of sunshine ever swearing.
Reiko: Truly the brightest lights cast the darkest shadows.
Ochako: My parents are construction workers.
Yōko: Yeah that tracks.
Mina: Anyway! I’m bored AF! Do you girls want to do anything?
Ochako: We have an indoor pool in the basement.
Yui: WE DO?! POOL PARTY RIGHT NOW!
Yōko: Now, is that because she loves swimming, or because that means Izuku in just a pair of shorts?
Yui: Yes.
Camie: Let’s do it! I want to see all you babes in bikinis!
Ibara: Were you not just thirsting over Midoriya-kun?
Camie: I can multitask. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Off in their rooms, several girls snorted as they got out of bed and started to change. “You know, I think I’m going to love this class.”
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“Has anyone seen Miss Midnight?” Itsuka asked as they all got down to the pool area. She was wearing a conservative teal bikini.
Ibara was beside her with a white one, albeit with thicker fabric so as to avoid any unintentional flashing. Despite that, it was a bit of a more risqué cut compared to Itsuka’s. “Indeed, I’m a little worried. She said she would be here to greet us, and we haven’t seen her all day.”
“Well, she is a Pro Hero.” Kinoko said in her cute white-and-red-polka-dotted bikini. “Surely we would know if she was in truffle!”
Setsuna snorted at the pun. ‘Oh, she’s in trouble alright.’ She grinned, ‘The best kind of trouble.’ She thought as she strode up wearing the sexiest bikini so far, “I’m sure she’s fine. Maybe she’ll show up for our little pool party!”
“I am here!” Nemuri yelled as she strode in. Her hair was still a bit of a mess, but she was going to swim anyway so that didn’t really matter. She beamed as the rest of the girls cheered, “Sorry girls, I had a really long night.” Setsuna bit back a snort. “Seriously, if any of you ladies are thinking of majoring in Underground Heroics, I suggest you give it a second thought. One of my coworkers usually just carries a sleeping bag everywhere.”
Several noses wrinkled while other girls laughed.
Akeno was wearing the most daring bikini of all the girls: A microkini that had Ibara giving her looks earlier, seeing as the triangular fabric around her breasts were barely big enough to cover her nipples. “Well, it pleases us to see you hale and hearty, Miss Midnight.”
Nemuri chuckled, “Hey, we’ve all got our hair down right now. It’s Nemuri unless we’re in class.” She winked at them. “Anyway, what are we all waiting for?”
“Ochako and Izukun aren’t here yet.” Surprising everyone, Momo was also wearing a daring red microkini, though not nearly as daring as Akeno’s.
Fuyumi was beside her in one on that was almost as bad. The band of material between her legs was incredibly thin. “Yeah, we were waiting for them.”
“Oooh, those are daring.” Nemuri said approvingly.
Fuyumi giggled, “Just a bit of rebellion against overly controlling parents.” She winked at Nemuri. Beside her, Momo smiled. Surprisingly, Endeavor wasn’t too bad with Rei there to yank on his ear. Her parents, on the other hand…
Nemuri chuckled, “That’s always the best.” She winked, knowing it from experience. Her parents had practically disowned her for her persona, and it was all their fault for how utterly controlling and anti-everything-fun they were. She had gotten out of that house as soon as it was legal for her to do so and had done everything they had ever tried to deny her. Funny how those things worked, huh? “Anyway, I’m sure they’ll be along! No need to wait!” And with that, she lifted her sundress over her head.
“M-Miss Midnight!?” Itsuka shrieked while Ibara’s jaw dropped.
They were both gaping at both her sling bikini that made Setsuna’s look modest and her ‘tattoo.’ Midnight looked down, “You like?” She teased while trying not to blush over having forgotten that the tattoo was still there. It had gone away the first time!
Ibara stammered, “Well, I suppose you do have your persona…”
Nemuri laughed before backflipping into the pool.
“My confidence wants to be hers when it grows up.” Kinoko sounded awed as she jumped in after their teacher.
Mina and Tōru came up, “Honestly, with all the babes in such cute bikinis in here, the only thing that’s missing is Midori in a speedo!”
“MINA!” Momo shrieked, covering her face as if trying to shield herself from that idea.
“Umph. That would do numbers.” Tōru, a floating rainbow bandeaukini with a Brazilian bottom, was drooling a little.
“It wouldn’t fit.” Ochako laughed as she and Izuku walked in.
“Oh my!” Akeno’s eyes widened as she saw that Ochako had a womb tattoo as well! An even more elaborate one than Nemuri! Ibara looked like she was trying to divide by zero.
And then their brains shut off as they actually looked at Izuku and saw that he wasn’t wearing swimming trunks. He was wearing a competition jammer that may as well have been painted on. He chuckled as he walked over to Mina and gently put a finger under her chin to shut her jaw. She let out a little whimper. He then chuckled at Fuyumi’s fogged-up glasses, “Maybe leave those outside the pool, huh?”
The responses he got were basically wordless stammering. Izuku chuckled as he walked by, even Ibara’s eyes following him like they were spellbound. He hopped onto a diving block and dove in before beginning to practice his competitive swimming skills.
Ochako giggled as she jumped in and cannonballed.
Ibara turned and crossed herself, ‘Thou must not covet a man who is taken.’
Honestly, jumping into the pool sounded like a lovely idea.
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The party went on for several hours, with Nemuri even ordering pizza and some fried chicken for the group to enjoy. Thankfully, the pool was there to provide plenty of exercise to work off those calories. She herself was still tired and went back upstairs earlier than everyone else.
Eventually though, everyone got tired of mingling and swimming, and it was time to shower and change. And it was here that Kodai Yui made a critical discovery. “Sisters!” She said urgently, pointing at a hole in the wall.
“A peephole?!” Itsuka sounded aghast.
“That bodes ill for those who came before us.” Reiko frowned.
“I cannot believe such a thing would be left up!” Ibara had her hands over her breasts.
“Yo, legit?!” Camie had a wide smile on her face, “You think our stud is still changing?”
“Camie!” Itsuka put her hands on her hips.
Setsuna was loving the chaos and wanted to sow some seeds of her own, “Excellent work, Detective Kodai!”
“I will report this to Miss Midnight immediately!” Momo said. Yui turned and looked at her as if she said the sky was plaid.
Mina frowned, “What, and let this bounty go to waste?”
Yui nodded, “Glory is on the other side of this hole!”
A vein popped up on Itsuka’s forehead, “Yeah, and that means he could look at us too, perverts!”
“Perfect!” Setsuna giggled, “Think he would like this pose?” She arched her back a bit while bunching her hair behind her.
“What’s going on?” Ochako asked as she got out of the showers. Juvia came out right after, followed by Fuyumi.
“Yui found a peephole.” Momo told them, “Into the boys’ changing rooms.”
Lalatina eeped and covered her breasts. “H-How awful! I expected better from U.A.! To think a boy could have been on the other side slaking his lusts upon our nubile young bodies!”
“Ufufufu, Midoriya-kun seems a bit too kind for that.” Akeno strode in, equally as naked as the rest of them. “Though I wouldn’t mind a few more looks myself.”
Itsuka growled, “You just saw him ninety-percent naked and swam with him for hours! How are you still this thirsty?!”
“Silly Itsuka, you can’t drink pool water.” Yōko giggled as she came out of the showers as well.
Setsuna laughed at that one, “Yeah Tsuka, get with the program. Ninety-percent is hiding some great parts!”
“Do you harlots think of nothing other than his juicy abs and his muscular arms and his... mmmhm... kind smile and striking green eyes…” Ibara seemed to have started strong and then started thinking very unchristian things.
Itsuka looked betrayed by Ibara. “I can’t believe you girls! Stop it! Ochako is right there, no matter how little she seems to care!” Indeed, Ochako hadn’t stopped giggling since she was told about the peep hole. Juvia was beside her in her own little world, her face completely red.
“Relax.” Yōko sighed, “If Ochako doesn’t care then don’t get offended on her behalf.”
“And what of Izuku’s behalf?!” Itsuka growled out.
“Most guys take it as a compliment when girls perv on them.” Mina chimed in.
Momo scowled, “Even so. I do not approve.”
“Yeah, seriously guys.” Fuyumi said, “I know he’s hot and all, but imagine this was nineteen guys spying on one girl. Wouldn’t be very funny then, would it?” She put her hands on her hips.
“Besides, Yui-chan looks disappointed.” Akeno pointed out.
Indeed, Yui was scowling, “I can’t see anything! He’s not in view!”
Itsuka was very close to grabbing her by the head and stuffing her into a changing booth. “Good.” She said, “Maybe now we can just put this behind us and plug the hole.”
And then the sound of a phone ringing caught their attention. They all turned to Ochako, who had her phone in her hand. “Yeah?” Izuku’s voice came through the speaker along with the sounds of showering.
“Hey, Yui-chan found a peephole into the boys changing room. About three meters from the door.” Ochako told him. Yui looked completely betrayed. “And she’s complaining that she’s not getting a show. Wanna come over and give her one?”
Itsuka, Momo, Ibara, and Fuyumi’s jaws all dropped. Yui suddenly looked like Ochako was her new god. The sound of Izuku cackling came through the phone. “Oh really?” The sounds of the running shower went away. “And how about now?”
Yui whirled around so fast it looked like she teleported and looked through the hole. And then blood covered the wall from her nosebleed and she slumped. Several faces went beet red.
“Hell yeah fam!” Camie kneeled next to Yui and looked, only to go completely stiff. She then turned to Ochako, “…Bitch, how are you even alive?”
Ochako started to laugh so hard she floated to the ceiling.
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That’s a wrap for this one! Few minutes late, but I was editing. Had a busy day today. Hope you all enjoyed!
And no, not every chapter will have a full lemon, as you saw. Will still try to include at least some sexy times in every chapter though!
So yeah, decided to not remove Reiko and Pony as I originally planned. The crossover additions were Darkness, Akeno, Yōko, and Juvia. Gonna have a lot of fun with them. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Hope you liked all the choices and what little you’ve seen of their quirks!
Honestly, I think Fuyumi might be my favorite. Me and TheSinful both came up with that idea for her Quirk years ago and I’m glad I finally got a chance to use it.
Now that you guys know all the girls (Here’s me, blatantly lying to my audience) feel free to make suggestions for all the Quirk evolutions that we’ll be seeing once the ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) begins.
Now, next week will be THUNDEROUS SOUL so if you guys want to get your rereads in, now’s the time LOL. It’ll be a shorter interlude chapter because I… couldn’t really think of more to do for it and it’s a clear split chapter so I couldn’t just get started with the endgame for Soul Society. Already hard at work on the chapter after that and I’m hopeful I’ll be able to end the arc before Bleach muse fucks off.
Also had another idea though idk if I’ll actually do anything with it. Premise was that Mugetsu doesn’t just cause you to lose your powers, it ‘removes you from the cycle of reincarnation.’ And by that I mean Ichigo opens his eyes when he really was not expecting to in Orario, the land of Danmachi. Cooking some things for it but TS takes priority.
Anyway, enough yapping from me. Hope you enjoyed!