Chapter 5 - Melissa Shield (Part 2)

Stepping out of the black mist, Izuku strode into the living room of his abode, glad to be home already. That was one of the benefits to Kurogiri’s warp, you could travel to almost any reasonable distance and still make it home easily enough, despite how much energy Kurogiri complained about having to use each time. It was lucky that I-Island had moved to the middle of the Pacific. Any further and it might not have been a viable means of transport.
 
He stretched his arms up over his head and clicked his neck to the side, grunting in relief. Despite how cordial and relaxed he had appeared, Izuku came in expecting a fight. These types of situations always carried some risk of violence breaking out due to some unforeseen circumstance, such as a hero arriving or possibly even Wolfram deciding to betray him, therefore it was always best to be on guard.
 
Making his way over to the table in the centre of the room, he placed the case down flat. He stared at it hungrily, eager to break it open, like a child receiving a huge present on Christmas Day, but a shimmer of movement in his periphery caught his attention.
 
Oh yes, his guest.
 
“Please, make yourself comfortable.”
 
Turning on his heel, he addressed the blonde woman, who was clutching a large ornament in her hands as an improv weapon while also standing behind the couch, putting it between her and her abductor, trying to give him her angriest, defiant glare. Izuku wasn’t amused.
 
“Please put that down. That’s my favourite vase.”
 
Melissa didn’t respond, only putting herself in a more solid battle stance. But despite her attempt at appearing brave, Izuku could see her body shaking. He doubted she had ever fought in her life. He also saw her eyes shift towards the door, but he wasn’t too worried about that. Seeing that she wasn’t going to do what he asked, he sighed.
 
“So, are you going to be like that all night, or can we be civil?” His snide comment only seemed to make her angry.
 
“Civil? You kidnap me, threaten Papa, and then expect me to be civil, you monster?”
 
Monster, he chuckled. Like he hadn’t been called that before. “Oh please, Melissa – may I call you Melissa?” “No!” “-Melissa, you can’t be too angry at me. You and your father only have yourselves to blame. I wouldn’t have done this if you two didn’t interfere. But you did.”
 
“And so you think kidnapping a powerless woman means you still have the moral high ground?” Melissa figured that if this villain had the intellect his ego let him believe he had, it may be possible to appeal to his sense of reason, despite how twisted it was. It wasn’t guaranteed to work, but it was something.
 
The verdanette merely raised an eyebrow. “’Powerless?’ Please, Melissa, give yourself some credit. Despite how this world looks down on people like us, we both know you’re not powerless. Your skills and mind are more capable and versatile than most quirks could ever hope to be.”
 
Despite his honeyed words, Melissa felt some sense of disgust and defiance at his cordial attempt at some form of solidarity with her.
 
“Don’t try and find a connection between us. I’m nothing like you. I didn’t want to become a villain just because I didn’t have a quirk.” By now, it was well-known that the head of the League had been born quirkless. It was one of the first things that had been reported about him upon the creation of the HRD.
 
Izuku felt some anger at her words. “You’re right, we’re not alike. At all. Where you were given a father who would do anything to support you, I was born with nothing, only constant scorn or apologies. Where you had laws which protected you from discrimination, I had a government that was more than willing to leave me in the dirt and pretend I didn’t exist.” An unspoken anger that had been held back for too long that he didn’t know existed bubbled rapidly to the surface. “And where you sat back comfortably in your little workshop and worked to help the very heroes who would never allow you to stand at their side as an equal, helping to maintain their quirk-based aristocracy, I had to fight every day of my life just to keep on living and actually bring change! And you would help them destroy it all!”
 
For a moment, the two of them said nothing, reeling from his irate outburst. Even he surprised himself with his anger. Then, taking a deep breath and running a hand through his messy hair, Izuku composed himself. “We are not alike. Unlike you, I help the people who actually need it.”
 
Melissa, momentarily stunned at his words and eruption, soon recovered and restored her glare, raising the vase up higher. “You won’t get away with this.”
 
Izuku only smiled. “Oh, darling, I already have. No one at I-Island is going to be too concerned with the Shields, not after it’s revealed that you used I-Island’s facilities to aid in an international affair you had no affiliation with, breaking their laws and regulations concerning diplomatic neutrality. And when it’s leaked to the public that one of their top scientists instigated two acts of terrorism, one of which they helped cover up, it’s going to be a PR nightmare. A missing civilian and a stolen piece of tech, well…” he chuckled, “those will be the last of their priorities.” Noticing how his words seemed to be affecting the blonde, making her lose spirit as a sense of hopelessness grew inside her, he decided to give her some consolation. “But, if you’re a good girl and behave yourself, I might not hold you here too long if you don’t want to. Speaking of tech, however…”
 
With that, he turned back round to the prize on his table, leaving the young woman to stare at him in confusion. Eyeing the case, he saw that it was only closed by two simple latches, a fact that made Izuku tsk. ‘The greatest scientists in the world, and they’ve never heard of a combination lock.’ Thus, with two quick flicks, he opened the suitcase.
 
Laying inside were what looked like two simple, sleek arm bracers, each one made up of three pieces of overlapping black metal. Lifting one up, he saw that, in between, there was an array of large LED lights. On the underside, a number of small perforations spread across the length of it. While it may have looked unimpressive to the ignorant eye, Izuku knew that what he held in his hand was worth every risk he took.
 
“Now aren’t you two beauties,” he commented, already rolling up his sleeves to get them on. “Now how do I… Oh, they included an instruction manual. That’s nice of them.” Although he may have been analysing the technological apparatuses, he didn’t fail to notice the blonde slowly shift around the couch from the corner of his eye.
 
“Ah, here we go.” Attaching the bracers around his forearms, he placed them together, activating them, as seen with how green light shone in between the gaps of the metal plates. He heard the mechanisms click and whirr into place as the metal adjusted and tightened to fit him best. He couldn’t help but hiss as a number of small needles pierced into his skin. But already he could begin to feel the effects.
 
Raising an arm, he activated Dark Aura. But where the energy usually appeared as a form of simmering indigo plasma at this output, instead it burst out as a form of burning violet flame! Relishing the feeling of it, he let out more, allowing his entire body to be surrounded in an aura of hellish power. Even the blonde, who had put down her improvised weapon and was trying to sneak away, stopped what she was doing in awe of its might. God, he’d never felt so strong!
 
“I know David Shield is a genius, but this is truly his magnum opus,” he praised as he brought down the aura until it dissipated completely. With this device, no one would be able to stop him. Any Resistance hero who tried to go against him and the HRD would tremble at the power of the Quirk Amplification Device V2. ‘Now let’s see what else it can do.’
 
Then, with barely any effort, he activated Pheromones. 
 
Melissa Shield, who by now was directly behind the villain and halfway to the door, felt her entire body go stiff. Her heartbeat began to rapidly increase, making it hard to breathe. Suddenly, she felt much hotter, especially in her lower regions, as sweat slowly trickling down her face. Had her clothing always felt this tight? This uncomfortable? Why was it suddenly so warm?!
 
“Are you alright, Melissa?” Izuku turned around, faux-concern etched across his face.
 
The blonde beauty felt her heart race even faster as the man approached her. She didn’t know why, but there was something happening to her, as her eyes began to run over him, as if seeing him differently for the first time. Whether it was his sharp, handsome features, his messy verdant locks, the air of confidence an authority around him, or the way his clothing stretched tightly against his frame, implying the strong muscles hidden underneath. She couldn’t help but wonder how he would look with less clothing on, exposing all of his firm muscles, glistening with sweat under the moonlight-No! What the hell was she thinking?! She couldn’t have those type of fantasies about him. She mustn’t think about how nice he smelled or what his lips may taste like against hers-No!
 
With every slow step he took towards her, she took on step back, until she felt herself press up against the cold wall surface. Before she could duck to the side, Izuku slammed his hand next to her head, blocking off any escape, making her ‘eep’ in surprise. Her face heated up as she realised how close he was.
 
“Now, now, I can’t let you leave yet.” With his other hand, he gently placed it on her hip, slowly rubbing it up and down her thigh. Each touch sent a shiver running up her spine. “I don’t want you to feel… uncomfortable,” he whispered huskily close to her ear. “You’re my guest. I want you to have a pleasant time.” Despite how magnanimous and polite his words were, Melissa could see a predatory, mischievous glint in his eyes. She was a doe stuck in a trap. This was supported as she felt his wandering hand travel up higher, past her waist and up her shoulder. When it reached her neck, she shuddered, even though his touch was as light as anything, barely grazing her skin.
 
“You’re a beautiful, intelligent woman. And I want to enjoy your company.”
 
He leaned in closer until their noses were almost touching. Still, she couldn’t move away, transfixed even as his hand rested behind her head, holding her ponytail.
 
A wolfish grin slowly grew across his face.
 
“So why don’t we… enjoy each other.”
 
And with that, he pulled her head in closer to his, forcing his lips against hers. As her eyes widened in shock, not fully processing what was happening, she gasped, allowing him to force his tongue past her lips and into her own, relishing in the blonde’s sweet taste.
 
Melissa didn’t even know what just happened, but couldn’t prevent his viperous tongue from clashing with her own. She tried to struggle against it, but couldn’t, as she felt her mouth be dominated by his dexterous own. It was a battle, and she was clearly losing. It was clear he was skilled with his tongue, sliding in and out, finding each and every corner of her moist cavern. She wanted to do more to stop this fervent make out session, but couldn’t. She couldn’t remember the last time anyone had ever kissed her so forcefully, and that was lighting something inside her. Both his taste and smell were almost intoxicating! Before she could stop herself, she moaned into the kiss.
 
Izuku broke the liplock, a cocky grin plastered on his face. “Oh, did you like that now?” Melissa, realising what she just did, tried to embarrassingly stammer out a response, but he interrupted. “Don’t worry. There will be plenty more.” Then he dived back in, more intense than before.
 
The busty blonde felt her legs quiver and knees buckle, as if he was devouring her strength to stand. Wait, when did she lose her lab coat? As he deepened the kiss, his tongue dominating her own, his hands grabbed hold of her hips, before beginning to caress along her sides. The first hand slowly slid behind her back, until it managed to squeeze itself into her white trousers, fingers sinking into the doughy flesh of her ass. He delighted in discovering just how tight it was to squeeze his hand between the fabric and her butt.
 
His other hand, however, began to make its way up under her shirt, trailing along her smooth stomach. Melissa shivered in Izuku’s grasp, as his touch felt like fire against her skin, sending shocks coursing through her body. Why was she suddenly so sensitive? The burning inside her core only intensified, making it harder to breath. Her thighs instinctively began rubbing against each other.  It felt like she was turning into putty in his hands.
 
‘Not good,’ she thought. ‘If he keeps this up, I’ll… I’ll…’
 
Finally, his wandering hand found its target and gave her clothed boob a firm squeeze.
 
“~Ahha!!! ~”
 
Izuku pulled back at the woman’s sudden reaction, as he felt her body spasm. As she was gasping for breath, face completely red, he noticed that the front of her white pants had a large stain growing on it.
 
“Did… Did you just come?” he asked, both amazed, yet amused. His eyes lit up hungrily. Oh, she was going to be fun. “Well, aren’t you a naughty slut, Ms Shield; cumming just from having your tit squeezed.”
 
Melissa didn’t know how to react, shocked at her own body’s reaction. She couldn’t believe she had just cum from such a small thing; that this man would make her feel any sensual pleasure at all. Mortified, she had to get out of here, because if he continued, it would only get worse from there. He may pin her under him, fuck her tits, make her suck him off, pull her hair, spank her ass, tease her until she begged him to let her cum-No! Why was she having these thoughts?!
 
With a sudden burst of adrenaline, she ducked  under his arm and slid past him, out of his grasp, not realising he didn’t react to her at all. She quickly rushed to the door and, relieved to find it unlocked, ran through it, only to slam against a firm object. Dazed, she looked up, only to find herself locking eyes with… Deku.
 
“Going somewhere?”
 
“Huh? Wha…? How-?” Before she could get a question out, the other Deku quickly grabbed hold of her and pushed her back into the room, kicking the door shut behind him with the back of his foot.
 
“You almost let her get away,” the other Deku told Izuku, who by now had unbuttoned his shirt during the commotion.
 
“I thought Twice was supposed to create two of you,” he said, ignoring his copy’s remark.
 
“He did. But Momo came by looking pretty pent up. She saw the two of us and, after telling her we were waiting for you, pulled the other one away with her; no doubt to go sit on his face.”
 
Izuku smirked at that comment, thinking of Momo’s usual ‘coping method’ for her new job. “Well, at least you’re here. Thank you for taking care of our guest”
 
Deku mirrored his expression with his own smile. “No doubt she tried running away from those creepy eyes of yours. You might want to get those looked at.”
 
Izuku raised an eyebrow in confusion. What was wrong with his eyes? Turing to a large mirror, he saw, to his surprise, that his sclera were completely black, making the contrast with his glowing emerald colour more pronounced. Most likely a side effect of the device. He knew that some people, in hushed whispers, referred to him as the ‘Demon Prince of Japan.’ Now that title felt a bit more appropriate.
 
‘Hmm,’ he thought. ‘Sexy.’
 
Pulling himself out of his own musings and self-indulgence, he turned back towards the struggling blonde who, he noted, was trying not to look at his exposed torso. “Now, where were we?”
 
Finding herself sandwiched in between two masculine bodies, Melissa couldn’t do anything, as her body froze in their presence. Her only method of escape had been cut off. Whatever she was feeling before suddenly doubled, as she felt an intoxicating mix of fear, suspense, and, as much as she didn’t want to acknowledge it, excitement. It was due to this sudden feeling that she didn’t know how to react when she felt herself being kissed once again, questioning why she found she enjoyed the taste so much.
 
The clone however, seemingly not wanting to be left out of the fun, began nuzzling against her soft neck, trailing kisses and bites along each part of her pale skin. She let out a low moan as she felt her mind go blank and her body shudder as he sucked on a particularly sensitive spot, a fact that he certainly picked up as he grinned, sucking and nibbling on it harder. All the while, two firm pairs of hands had been traveling across her curvy body, groping and caressing every part they could find. She was so lost in the sensation, she didn’t even notice when her ponytail had been undone, nor even when she had been stripped, leaving her exposed in her underwear.
 
“Damn, Melissa, are you related to Cow Lady in some way? Because you have a lovely fucking pair of milk jugs.”
 
Melissa blushed at his comment, then gasped as she felt Izuku’s hands reach up and grab a firm hold of her breasts, his long digits sinking into the pillowy-soft flesh, the sudden fondling almost causing her to cum again. She had always taken a certain pride in her chest, especially since they had grown again as she got older. Right now, they looked as if they threatened to spill right out of the tight confines of her white frilly, floral bra with even the slightest movement. Even now, Izuku could feel her hard nipples poke his hands through the fabric, the lovely pink shade of her areolas peeking just over the top as he got a great view down the valley of her milky cleavage. They were roughly the same size as Momo’s, but where Momo had a firm, perky pair, Melissa’s were much softer and more pliant.
 
“Oh, I agree. After all, take a look at her ‘rump.’”
 
*SMACK*
 
“Kya! ~”
 
The busty blonde’s squeal filled the room as Deku reached down below her and gave her curvy ass a slap, making the bubbly flesh ripple and wobble. Clearly it had been wonderfully sculpted from doing a lot of squats in the gym. From behind, her heart-shaped globes looked heavenly as her matching pair of panties were practically devoured in between the two pale cheeks. With how wide her hips were and how thick her thighs were, she would make the perfect breeding sow, Deku thought. His cock throbbed painfully within his trousers as he imagined what it would feel like nestled between those perfectly round cheeks. Though he wouldn’t have to imagine for long.
 
Melissa Shield was definitely, as the Americans would say, thicc!
 
Unable to keep his mouth off her soft skin, Izuku latched himself onto the other side of her neck, the sensation causing the blonde to squirm harder in their grasp. She could feel herself become light-headed as she inadvertently began to grind against the both of them, the delicious friction sent ripples of pleasure as she felt two large, firm objects pressed against her crotch and rear, only getting harder. It got worse as Izuku’s hands slid underneath the coverings of her bra to grab hold of her breasts directly, squeezing and bouncing them like large balloons, experimenting with their softness; the skin puffing out around his fingers.
 
With a devilish smirk, Izuku flicked his wrists outward, causing the floral underwear to rip straight off her body, exposing her naked chest to him. The sudden action made her large titties bounce around.
 
Boing. Boing.
 
Izuku licked his lips. It truly was a beautiful sight.
 
Melissa gasped, mortified by what he just did, and tried to cover up with her arms, but was having trouble as her girls seemed to spill out of their confines. Suddenly, her attempt at modesty was interrupted as Deku gripped hold of her arms and held them above her head.
 
“Now, now. We can’t have that,” he whispered, the cold feeling of his breath against the shell of her ear making tremble. The hungry, salacious look in both pairs of emerald eyes only made her feel hotter.
 
Izuku, now unobstructed, quickly latched forward onto her exposed right nipple, sucking and biting against the pink bud with such intensity, rolling it around his mouth while his tongue licked circles around it. At the same time, his hand played with its twin, his fingers teasing the hardened nipple, pinching and tugging it in almost every direction. With such a sudden attack and violation of her sensitive body, Melissa couldn’t prevent herself from releasing a high-pitched squeal of intense pleasure as she came again almost instantly, soaking the material of her panties.
 
“Did you like that, Melissa?” Izuku asked, the grin audible on his face.
 
Melissa shook her head, trying at all to deny it, but all that came out were soft moans and gasps. “N-No, I do-ooOOOHHH!~” Whatever she was about to say was cut off in a throaty howl as Izuku resumed assaulting her rack with his mouth. He seemed to know just where to touch her and just how hard to do it to increase her arousal. God, how could he make her feel so weak from just her tits? Her nipples had always been sensitive, but were they more so now? It only got worse as she felt Deku’s talented hands sink back into the soft fat of her ass from behind, shifting his kneading between soft and firm.
 
“You’re such a naughty girl, Melissa,” he said, “getting off with a man you just met. How many times have you come just from barely being touched?”
 
“What would your papa say if he knew he raised such a slutty daughter?” Izuku asked, mouth detaching from her nipple, but grabbing both breasts and giving them a firm squeeze.
 
*SMACK*
 
Before the busty blonde could answer, Deku spanked her bubbly rear again hard, leaving a red hand mark. The harsh impact combined with the stimulation of her chest was like lightning shooting to her brain. “Oh, fuck!” Her back curved in an arch, pushing her body further against the strong forms off both men, as she couldn’t hold back another powerful orgasm. Her breathing was quick and shallow, her eyes feeling as if they were losing focus. The fact that she had been driven to climax so many times without having to do much, having her body played with like she didn’t own it, it was so… so… hot.
 
“Whoa, there.” Both Izuku and Deku quickly grabbed hold of the inventor as her legs buckled and wobbled, unable to support her weight any longer in her dazed state. Now, she was entirely held up within their arms, something she was surprised to find she didn’t mind too much.
 
“I don’t think we can keep going like this.”
 
“You’re right,” Izuku agreed with his copy. He looked around the living room for a moment, before he felt an idea pop in his head. “Here, help me take her over to the couch. Our guest will be much more comfortable there.”
 
The two of them carried her over, which was barely a problem. With their combined strength, she weighed almost nothing at all. Carefully, they laid her on the couch on her back, with Izuku near her legs whereas Deku still held her arms above her. The inventor was doing her best to recover quickly. Her chest was rising with every breath while the sweat across her exposed body provided a lovely sheen to her erotic form.
 
“Do you think she’s had enough?” Deku asked, eyes wandering across the tired woman. He began to unbutton his shirt as Izuku tossed his own across the room.
 
‘Yes… please… just let me rest,’ Melissa thought to herself tiredly, the idea of a break sounded lovely. She had already been through enough of this embarrassing ordeal. Plus, it may be just enough to allow her to figure out a way to escape.
 
But Izuku must have seen something akin to hope in her expression at the suggestion, because a mischievous, wicked shine shone in his blackened eyes. “Oh, I don’t know.” He placed his hands on both of her ankles and slowly, achingly slowly, trailed them upwards across her long, smooth legs, the gentle touch of his hands sending tingles across the pale flesh. “I think she can hold out for longer.” His lips soon followed the same path, kissing upwards and savouring the taste.
 
“Besides…” His mouth began to nibble along the porcelain of her pliable thigh, leaving small marks. Soon, he reached his target, and Melissa’s eyes widened as she realised what he was about to do.
 
“…we’ve only just begun.”
 
Izuku pushed his head forward and, never breaking firm eye contact with the blonde, took hold of her sopping panties with his teeth, looking almost like a dog. With how much she had come already, the white material was practically see-through and clung tightly to her skin. The villain, not dissuaded in the least, decided to take a direct approach and ripped the offending garment off, leaving her completely naked before the two men! To Melissa, such an act of dominance and disregard for her modesty made her give off a humiliated yell and struggle to try to cover herself with her thighs, which wasn’t possible as the verdanette pushed them apart, but at the same time she felt something primal burn brighter inside her, making her heart pound and feel a shameful sense of excitement and anticipation.
 
Izuku spat the ruined panties out of his mouth and licked his lips as he stared at her smooth, hairless pussy, glistening from her own arousal. His finger traced slowly around her labia, making her whimper, before quickly shoving two fingers into his needy snatch, rubbing eagerly against her tight walls.
 
“How does that feel, Melissa? Enjoying yourself?”
 
“I-I’m no – oh god!” The blonde gasped; she couldn’t give a clear answer, as Izuku’s fingers curled in just the right spot, making her see stars and her back arch further.
 
“Uh uh uh, no lying,” Deku chided mockingly, staring down at her from directly above. Deciding to be a bit more cruel, he reached forward and pinched one of her firm buds, making her hips buckle.
 
Izuku, meanwhile, increased his finger fucking of her hungry pussy, forcing three fingers in. One of the skills he prided himself on was his analysis. One of his favourite pastimes was discovering the weak points in a person, whether it be their quirks, outfits, support items or, in this case, their bodies. He loved discovering just where each girl liked to be touched, how long and how hard they wanted it until they were left begging for more. And right now, he was enjoying discovering Melissa Shield’s weak points. He relished the feeling of her hot walls clamping down on his digits. They were tight; too tight, in his opinion. He couldn’t understand why, until, after coming across some form of resistance, a thought formulated in his mind.
 
“Tell me, Melissa,” he asked, testing his hypothesis, “are you a virgin?”
 
At his words, Melissa instantly seized up, a look of outright embarrassment on her face. Her face, if at all possible, seemed to glow even redder. “What-? Ah! How could you-? I wouldn’t-?!”
 
Both Izuku and Deku laughed at her floundering and stuttering, finding her decomposed disposition adorable. And it was all the answer they needed.
 
“You are, aren’t you?” pressed Izuku, already knowing the answer. A wolfish smile adorning his face as his altered eyes lit up with a new fervent fire.
 
Realising she couldn’t fool him, Melissa could only meekly nod. It was true. Despite having had a couple boyfriends in her teenage years, they never became serious enough to turn sexual, especially once they lost interest in her upon discovering her quirklessness. After graduating, all of her attention shifted towards her work, meaning she didn’t have time for a relationship. This was the most she had ever been touched in a long time and it-oooooh!
 
Melissa felt here breath hitch and her eyes role back in their sockets as she felt something long and wet slowly lick along the outside of her folds. Her entire body shuddered as she felt the tip of his tongue prod against her needy swollen clit, almost having a mini-orgasm from the sensation.
 
“You taste so nice, Melissa,” murmured Izuku, licking his lips and savouring her sweet flavour, already wanting more. He noticed how his warm breath just above her entrance made her squirm slightly. He then shoved his head back in between her shapely thighs as he ate out her tasty-looking pussy, wriggling his tongue around in each little crevice he could find, attacking every sweet spot she had. His grin, even as he was firmly sucking, grew as her mewls and gasps were like music to his ears. He was a firm believer in giving a woman as much pleasure as he got from her, enough that he enjoyed going down on one. After all, it was only fair to treat pleasure with pleasure.
 
“Mmmph! Ahh!” The blonde was trying to bite down on her bottom lip in a futile attempt to muffle any sound from escaping. She didn’t want this man to know how he was making her feel; she didn’t even want to acknowledge it herself. But every time his expert tongue touched her right there or his nose brushed up against her clit, she could feel herself closer to another climax. Even worse, unlike how quick and rough he had been with her breasts, here he was going at a slower, more sensual pace, almost as if he was making love passionately to her nether lips. For her, this felt even better. It was too- “Ooohh ffuckk!”
 
Deku watched from below as the curvy inventor suffered another release, her wide hips bucking against the original’s face. He figured her body was finally being truthful to itself, finally giving in to ecstasy, albeit subconsciously, as he noticed Melissa’s thighs squeeze around Izuku’s head, pushing him in even closer, an invitation he gladly accepted as he increased the pace of his fervent licking his tongue dexterously penetrating her tight inner walls. Her whole body responded to this change, her muscles tensing, her toes clenching as her fingers wrapped around his wrists and gripped hard as she got more into it.
 
Deku’s emerald eyes were drawn towards her chest as her big tits jiggled slightly as her body twitched. Tired of being left out, he let go of her arms and traced his hands along her sides as he leaned forward, giving the voluptuous blonde a full view of his delicious-looking abdominals and pectorals that made both her mouths water, before sinking his fingers into her large mounds, fondling and groping the pillowy flesh with delight. They were so wonderfully soft, even now after all the abuse. No wonder Izuku loved them so much.
 
With this added stimulus, Melissa could feel herself begin to lose herself to it all. ‘God! This – ahha – feels so good! It’s hard to even – hnngh – think! How’s he so good at this? Ohhh! His tongue’s even better than his fingers.’ She could feel her eyes begin to water from the erotic bliss. ‘I can’t let him win! If I do, it’s ooooover.’ She let out a coo as her head rolled back as Izuku added a finger back into her heated cunt. ‘I-I can’t give up! He’s a villain. He’s evil. And he’s… he’s…’ “Cumming!” Her body spasmed again and the beauty forgot what she was just thinking, her mind fogging over in the process.
 
Izuku looked up from his feast. “Are you finally enjoying yourself, Melissa?”
 
“Nooooo…” Despite her attempt at trying to still appear defiant, her feelings were betrayed by the slurring of her words and the sloppy, drunk expression on her face.
 
Izuku’s expression suddenly turned serious. “What did we say about lying?” His eyes turned upwards towards his clone. “I think we need to punish our misbehaving guest.” Deku’s eyes seemed to glow as a malicious sneer appeared on his mask, indicating his approval. Melissa looked between the two’s silent communication, fear stirring inside her. ‘What… What are they doing?’ Then, as if the two knew exactly what the other was thinking, Izuku reached forward, his fingers tugging firmly on her swollen clit while his other hand’s digits rammed against a particular spot inside her. At the same time, Deku grabbed hold of both of her nipples and tugged them painfully, squeezing and twisting them in his calloused hands.
 
“Hnn…Gghhaa!!~” The effects were instant, as Melissa gave out a loud, ecstasy-filled shriek, blue eyes wide, her back arcing to its absolute limit as suffered an explosive orgasm, her pussy gushing all over Izuku’s chiselled torso. This lasted for a good, long moment, before she eventually collapsed, body completely worn. She had never felt something so amazing in her life!
 
The verdanette villain wiped the juices off of his body and onto the nearby couch cushion. Then, looking like a particularly smug cat that got some fine cream, he addressed his conquest. “Now then, have you learned your lesson?”
 
Melissa, panting so heavily from before, could only just moan out an exhausted ‘yes.’ Both men chuckled at this.
 
“Good girl. And do you want to feel even better?”
 
“God… yes… please…” The American’s brain had seemed to have overloaded from the sexual euphoria, enough that she didn’t fully realise what she was saying, her body naturally providing its instinctual answer. While her rationale wanted to deny it, her body was telling the truth.
 
Izuku began to move, eager to indulge her, when he was stopped by Deku holding out his hand. “What?”
 
“Stop,” he said, his voice carrying a cautious tone. He gestured with his head downwards.  “We can’t go too far too quickly. Just look at her.” Izuku, irked at being stopped, begrudgingly acquiesced, and had to concede the point.
 
The blonde inventor beneath both of them looked a mess, far from the dignified photos of her in newspapers and online at award shows. Her long hair was a mess, sticking to her body by all the sweat, her arms and legs quivered in response to her many orgasmic episodes as her chest heaved heavily, a slight layer of drool covered her lips as she tried to make words that her brain was unable to process. Lastly, her eyes, usually bright, inquisitive and focused, looked slightly fogged over, staring off into nothing, while her glasses sat askew on her face, somehow not having fallen off. She looked almost mindless.
 
Izuku knew instinctively that she wasn’t his yet, but if he pushed too quickly to the main event, she wouldn’t be able to handle it all and might break in the process. He didn’t want to go that far on her, not when she had much better uses.
 
Deku placed a hand on his shoulder. “Let her recover for now,” he said. “Get her mind back together. And then after that…” he licked his lips slowly, as a perverse image formed in his head. “…then it’s her turn to return the favour.”
 
Izuku nodded, smiling as he knew just what his clone was implying. They had the same mind, after all. With that, the two Midoriyas got up and walked off, leaving their busty guest to regain her strength.
 
 Melissa Shield didn’t know how long she lay there as she recuperated. She didn’t want to move, the bliss-high she was experiencing was too enjoyable to interrupt. Eventually, she felt her mind begin to clear up and control return to her body. Slowly, she pushed herself up from the couch into a sitting position. She took in a deep breath, realising how relaxed her body felt, before she looked down at the couch she was on. Just like that, she remembered what had happened.
 
“Oh God, no…” she groaned, covering her rapidly-blushing face with her hands. She couldn’t believe she did that! The things he did, the sounds she made, the way he made her feel! She tried not thinking about it, but that only made those feelings more intense. She yelled in frustration because she didn’t want to admit it, but she could feel her body ache with need as the ghost of the man’s touch trailed over her.
 
“Sleeping Beauty’s up,” a condescending chuckle drew her attention to the kitchen where both Izukus stood, finishing off their wine glasses. The lighting in the room was dim, but she could still make out the firm figures of the shirtless Adonis-like bodies, the mere sight of them made the butterflies in her stomach flutter about rapidly.
 
“Good. I was worried we’d need a different source of entertainment tonight.” Slowly, the two men made their way back over and began to circle around her, the hungry look in their eyes, one black and one white, captivating her, making her feel like she was being surrounded by predators, ready to leap out at any moment.
 
“But now, Melissa, it’s your turn.” They gently guided her off the couch until she was kneeling in between them.
 
“It’s only fair, after all.”
 
For a moment, the blonde was confused, not understanding what they were implying. But then… oh. Oh. It quickly dawned on her as she saw them begin to reach for their waistbands. She was going to have to… to…
 
She shook her head, the answer too embarrassing to think about. It was okay, though, she reassured herself. Maybe it would turn out that all his posturing was for show, to hide his insecurity. Maybe his unarguably… impressively desirable body and skills were to compensate for his actual growth. After one or two shots, he should be over. Sure, she may not have any experience, but from the videos she watched, how hard could it be? It would be over quickly and once he got too tired to stop her, she could escape. She would be fine! She-
 
Zi-iiiiip
 
…she was fucked.
 
Melissa could only gape as her eyes widened at the sight before her. Two large cocks, perfect mirrors of each other, both bigger than any she had ever seen in any video or image before. She estimated that both of them had to be at least 12 inches in length, already protruding rigidly outwards. Carefully, as if she was testing if what she was seeing was real, she reached forward and gripped both fat columns in her delicate grasp, gasping as she realised she couldn’t wrap her hands around either one of them. They were both thicker than her arms! Her initial plan of escape lay in tatters, but she didn’t seem to care, too enamoured by the feeling of how hot and heavy they felt, like bars of heated iron.
 
“You’re… so huge…” she mumbled numbly, not caring if they heard her. The girthy rods seemed to respond to her touch, throbbing lightly in her palms. Just that simple act caused her to gingerly pump her hands up and down their lengths, feeling the thick veins pulsating underneath her touch. Although the men she was jerking off remained silent, looking down at her with their conceited grins, their bodies were much more responsive, as the busty blonde was rewarded as short spurts of precum began to leak from their red, bulbous heads.
 
As soon as the smell of it hit her, Melissa felt her mouth begin to drool, both of them. Despite it only being what might be a little drop for them, if their sizeable testicles were any suggestion, it was still much more than any normal man should be able to produce. She could feel her thoughts become hazy as she took it all in, the smell of his sweat, his musk… his intoxicating arousal…
 
‘No. I have to fight it! I need to get them away… frommm…’ “Mmmmph.” She wasn’t able to finish her thought as she found her wrapping her lips against one of the cocks, nuzzling against the cockhead.
 
“That’s a good girl,” Izuku groaned, relishing in the sensation of her hot, wet mouth. Deku merely grunted in approval.
 
Melissa seemed receptive to their sounds, feeling encouraged, but that didn’t quell the nervousness she felt. This was the first time she had ever sucked a man off, not to mention that there were two of them she had to satisfy at the same time. Sure, if her incognito mode had a search history, it would have ‘one chick, two dicks’ pop up more than once, but none of them had ever been this massive! Still, she had to try…
 
Thinking of what she knew, Melissa stretched her mouth open wider, trying to wrap her lips around more of his girth as she could, licking lewdly on his underside as she slowly tried to get more of his meat into her mouth. Her sultry moans and warm breath sent pleasant tingles running through the man. At the same time, the blonde was simultaneously using both of her hands on what she hadn’t been able to swallow as well as the other expecting phallus hovering near her face, rubbing back and forth in opposing directions, wanting to please them as much as they had done for her.
 
“Mnnh! Mmmmh! MMMNNPH!!!”
 
‘Oh God, he tastes good! I-I can’t stop myself. I sound like a complete nympho!’
 
Loudly slurping, Melissa tried to force more down her throat, but struggled as she felt his head prod against the back of her mouth, even though her brain subconsciously egged her on to swallow more. But maybe that was for the best, she rationalised, as she could see that she only was able to suck less than half of his meat. As she bobbed her head up and down Izuku’s shaft, her lips a suction seal around it, she could feel her jaw begin to ache being stretched so wide.
 
Eventually, she found it hard to breathe and, although unfinished, pulled her head back, creating a loud ‘pop’ as drool and spittle leaked from her mouth, coating his cock. The blonde beauty, heaving already as if having done some intense workout, felt some disappointment and  frustration at being unable to make either man come. She was never one to let a project end unfinished! It didn’t help that the hot, potent feeling inside her was not quelled, instead it only seemed to burn brighter, demanding she continue her lavish activity. The lustful hunger made her thighs rub together, preparing her to dive back in.
 
‘You can do this, Melissa. These villains won’t beat you!’
 
Taking a deep breath, a new sense of determination instilled within her, she pushed herself forward and began sucking and licking, moaning naughtily on the massive phallus being massaged in the moist cavern of her mouth. Only this one was not as lubricated, belonging to the body of Deku, Melissa having decided to change it up a little and give some much deserved attention to the clone cock. All the while, she continued with her handjob on the dick she was servicing earlier, running her hand up and down while trying to massage his large testicles.
 
Back and forth, back and forth, the inventor moved between the two obstacles in front of her, swapping between sucking, squeezing, licking, rubbing, kissing, and massaging, trying to give each one equal attention. And the more she did it, the more she felt herself enjoying the carnal bliss. More than once she had felt her hand absently trail down to the burning between her legs, before she remembered she had a task to do. What she lacked in experience, she more than hoped to make up for it in enthusiasm!
 
But as the woman indulged, the two men she was pleasing didn’t seem to share her same enthusiasm. Time went by, five, ten, twenty minutes passing, and neither one of them had come yet. That wasn’t to say they weren’t feeling anything, as they called feel their cocks throb powerfully. It was just that their guest hadn’t done enough to drive them over to release yet. Izuku was used to much more talented tongues and hands from his other women, making the blonde’s blowjob performance amateurish at best. She hadn’t even thought to use her fat cow tits, which were now slightly covered in her own saliva.
 
It seemed he would have to take matters into his own hands once again.
 
As Melissa wrapped her plump lips around Izuku’s crown, pleasantly savouring the taste of his  precum on her tongue as she trailed circles around it, her blue eyes widened as she felt his fingers weave themselves between her golden locks and, without any warning, shoved his cock down her throat as far as it could go!
 
Melissa’s blue eyes bulged wide open as she felt his fat cock stretch her soft neck as she made wet, choking noises around his girth. She didn’t even get a moment to adjust as his hips pulled back, resting only his cockhead in her mouth, before violently jerking her face back and forth, back and forth. It was like a hot rod of iron was being plunged down her oesophagus! But despite the intense facefucking, she couldn’t stop her muffled moans and gags.
 
“NMMPH!?! MMMHGH!!-MMMnghk!”
 
Despite how perverse the whole display was, she was doing her best just to hold on as she was treated like a toy. Her face turned more red as she felt his balls slap against her chin. But as he railed in and out of her throat, she was ashamed at how much enjoyed the feeling of euphoria such an act of dominance and defilement brought her.
 
She didn’t know how long the two of them stayed like this as he pounded her face. But eventually, Izuku stopped as he pushed her head down all the way to the base of his crotch, making the blonde deep-throat him as far as possible. A rough grunt of ‘Shit, I’m coming’ was all the warning she got as she felt all of his thick, burning spunk pour its way into her stomach, making her gag. She didn’t know how much he had released, only that it made her entire body shudder as it awoke something within her. She sucked on his dick sloppily, not wanting to lose a single drop.
 
Slowly, Izuku pulled out of her abused hole, letting Melissa take a deep breath of precious air, a look of satisfaction and arrogance plastered on his face. It was a great pleasure, especially compared to her less-than-adequate work before. But if Melissa thought she was to be given a break, she was sorely mistaken.
 
The busty blonde had barely taken in a few breaths before her head was grabbed again and, mid-gasp, another equally fat cock rammed itself down her throat, sheathing itself completely! It seems Deku had grown impatient from having to sit out and was more than ready to take his turn. He groaned loudly as she felt her throat muscles wrap tightly around his shaft, as if they were already trying to milk him.
 
Deku grabbed hold of her hair in a ponytail behind her head for stability as, where Izuku had used her head, Deku was thrusting slowly but powerfully into her, savouring the experience. In about the same amount of time as his original, he felt his balls clench and tighten, making him release his own heavy load.
 
He was only halfway through unloading as he pulled out, making a few of his shots all over the girl’s delicate features. Melissa gasped at the feeling of jizz plastering her face in such a perverted, embarrassing display, but she was too blissed to care, as her tongue lolled out of her mouth and her eyes rolled back in their sockets, her arms falling slack to her sides. Whether it was from the lack of oxygen or the sensual rapture that made her mind fog over, she didn’t know.
 
‘It’s… so much. So thick… he has to be…’ Melissa’s breath shuddered as she looked over and saw both phalluses standing boldly stiff and strong, as if they hadn’t just unloaded a quart of semen each. she gulped in both fear and nervous excitement as realisation dawned on her. ‘If he released this much inside… and I didn’t have it two days ago… I’d get pregnant for sure!’
 
The blonde’s focus wasn’t lost on the two verdanettes. They could both see the hungry look in her eyes as she looked almost in awe. Izuku and Deku shared a knowing smirk with each other.
 
“I think she’s ready,” Izuku said, his black eyes flashing. Deku merely gestured towards the kneeling woman below them.
 
“Go right ahead.”
 
Nodding in appreciation, Izuku stepped forward and pulled the busty inventor to her knees. Melissa didn’t seem to fully comprehend what was going on but, before she even realised it, she found herself positioned on her hands and knees on the couch, her legs slightly apart exposing her dripping mound. And a villain kneeling right behind her with his fingers gripping her hips.
 
Izuku could see the understanding finally dawn on her as she squirmed slightly in his grasp, causing her hips to shimmy from side to side. He gave a low whistle as he watched her beautiful fat rump wiggle and jiggle delightfully. He couldn’t help himself as a hand snaked down and gave her ass a spank, making the girl yelp as her creamy flesh rippled. Her cute cry was like music to his ears. Damn, he had a lot of fun planned for them in the future! But for now…
 
Melissa shivered as she felt him slide the entire length of his shaft across her nether lips, from base to tip, the torturously slow action driving her crazy. She muffled a moan in her arm as she felt him lightly prod against her entrance, never enough to penetrate, but strong enough that her body inadvertently rocked backwards to try and meet him, only to be met with bitter disappointment as he moved away. Craning her neck, she made eye contact with the man, trying to convey a message. But all she got was his signature smirk, which only seemed to incense her even more.
 
But then she saw that look in his eldritch eyes, one that glinted with mischievous malice. He wasn’t doing anything because he didn’t feel like it. No, he was waiting. He wanted her to beg for it, for her to give him approval before he fucked her, to lower her last barrier and give herself to him. If this was anyone else, she would have run for it, but she knew her body desperately wanted to feel his dick inside her. And he knew it as well.
 
“please… do it…”
 
Izuku cocked his head to the side, almost innocently.
 
“I’m sorry, Melissa, did you say something. You’re going to have to speak up.”
 
She groaned in protest. God, this was so humiliating!
 
“Please fuck me, you monster!”
 
The villain grinned wider. There it was. And who was he to turn down such a polite request from his guest?
 
“Just stop teasing meeEEEEE-!”
 
Blue eyes widened as Melissa felt her pussy suddenly stretch as Izuku rammed itself into her tight honeypot. She felt herself stretch more than she ever thought possible. she almost collapsed as her arms shook. “Oh God, you’re so big!” She clamped a palm over her mouth to stifle crying out as she felt him thrust forward, piercing deeper. Looking behind her, she blushed as she saw he was only about halfway in. Izuku must have seen her staring, as he merely cocked his head to the side and, pulling back slightly, thrust himself fully into her, making her squeal as she felt him deep within her, the head of his cock almost kissing her cervix.
 
“Fuck, you feels nice,” the verdanette groaned, enjoying the feeling of her velvety walls clamping down on his shaft. “I wish I had met you sooner, Melissa.”
 
Before the blonde could even respond, she let out a muffled groan as she felt him slowly pull out again, only to pound back in, again and again and again. Muffled sounds quickly turned into erotic squeals and throaty moans as Izuku pumped into her at a steady pace, his large rod rubbing in all of her sweet spots. It was enough to make her body convulse as…
 
“No! I’m… I’m~! AAHh!”
 
She couldn’t even get the words out as her body suffered another mind-numbing orgasm. So strong and so sudden was it that she felt all of her senses overload with pleasure. Her slick walls gripped onto Izuku’s dicku forcibly, enough that he almost struggle to maintain his pace. But he didn’t seem to care, instead he saw it as a challenge. Now he could get serious.
 
Gripping both sides of her wide hips, he pulled back all the way until only his head remained, before slamming back inside her, powerfully, as if he was trying to split her into two every time he went balls-deep.
 
CLAPCLAPTHWAPCLAP!!!
 
The room echoed with the sound of sweaty flesh slapping against one another, as Izuku pounded into her mercilessly. He was sure that it would have been a lot worse if it wasn’t for that fat bum of her cushioning the impacts. His eyes delighted in watching as her thick rump wobbled and rippled with every blow.
 
“MmmpH! AAHH!! OHH!!~”
 
“You – hah! – like that, don’t you? It’s okay, you can – mmh – tell me.”
 
“I… I dooOOOOHHH!!!”
 
Melissa couldn’t even give a straight answer as his cock hit a sensitive spot deep inside her. In and out, in and out, he rammed it, making her suffer a mini orgasm with every thrust. To make it worse, he never let her adjust, always changing his tempo and technique. Sometimes he went slow and powerful, like he was massaging her insides. Sometimes he went quickly, like they were a pair of dogs in heat, panting in ecstasy. Then he would stop momentarily, as if he would give her a break, only to pump into her at full speed. It was torture. She didn’t even know when her hips began to wiggle and meet his own, only that she had to bite down on her bottom lip to stop her sounds of bliss as his heavy sack smacked against her clit, her eyes rolling back in their sockets.
 
“Despite being a virgin, you’re – gnh – loving this, aren’t you? What a dirty slut.”
 
“HAAAH! MMnnngh!! Oh God, Cumming!”
 
At this point, she could no longer hold back. Like a dam breaking, every bump and knock against her womb let forth a deluge of lewd and lustful cries from the woman. The smell of musk and sweat filled the room.
 
“You’re! Mngh! Too! Ooh! BIG!!!~”
 
She squealed louder as she felt one of his hands reach down to her magnificent breasts and palm one, squeezing and groping the soft flesh hard.
 
Meanwhile, Deku watched on as the two went at it like animals. It was amusing at first, to see the girl experience a first time she would never forget, but now he was getting impatient.
 
“She sure is a loud one, isn’t she?”
 
Izuku, having registered his clone’s words, turned to him with an unamused look. He slowed down his humping, but didn’t stop completely.
 
“Well, if you want to keep her quiet, be my guest.”
 
Deku’s eyes lit up at the invitation and he made his way over to her front. Reaching forward, Izuku grabbed hold of both of her arms and pulled them backwards, like the reins of a horse, making the busty blonde’s back arch and her head raise up. With this new position, Izuku rammed harder into her shaking body than before, pulling the poor girl backwards to meet his every thrust, slamming against the entrance of her womb. And for Melissa’s part, she could only endure it.
 
‘Oh God, it’s too much! Aah! So strong! I can’t get enough of-’ “MMMpgh?!”
 
The rutted inventor didn’t have a chance to finish her thought as, with her constant loud moaning, her open lips provided the perfect opening as she felt a familiarly-large rod suddenly plunge down her oesophagus, clogging her windpipe.
 
The two men stopped their effortful undertaking, sweat dripping off all three of them from both their fucking and the warm humid air thick with musk; a moment of silence permeating the room as the sound of flesh clapping on flesh halted. The two held their position as they spit roast their guest. Deku looked up and stared at Izuku and, with a shared look of understanding, they both plunged back in at double-speed.
 
“MMMPGH!! MMNNH!!! AAAHMMHPH!!!~”
 
Back and forth, again and again, Melissa moaned loudly as she was spit roasted like an animal, taking both large cocks at the same time. Being just as cruel as they normally were, they gave her no opportunity to get used to their fucking. At one point, they move simultaneously with one thrusting in and the other going out, then they may move in co-ordination, both ramming so that she was double-stuffed. One might go slow but hard, making sure she felt every movement, while the other shoved his cock in with wanton abandon, not caring at all how she felt. At some point, Izuku let go of her hands to grab onto her hips like a pair of thick handlebars, which was a welcome blessing as it gave her the chance to grab hold of Deku’s muscular thighs and ass, just so she could have some sort of stability. They were like players in a game, with two of them constantly changing the rules to suit them while she was completely helpless to resist.
 
And all the while, all she could do was cum again and again and again, her eyes rolling up inn their sockets as she saw stars in an expression of complete sexual bliss.
 
“Fuuuck, she’s good!”
 
“I know. Who knew that such a – mph – daddy’s girl could be such a – haah – perverted minx?”
 
At one point, they both planted themselves deep within her, before stopping. The busty blonde didn’t even realise as she found herself still in the momentum of it all, realising it wasn’t them that were fucking her, but her own body impaling itself against their hot massive lengths, not wanting to stop at all. She only begun to realise this as she felt Izuku’s hands paw into her fat ass, before giving it a few hard spanks to make the bubbly behind wobble, instructing her to move faster, something she was more than eager to do.
 
God knows how long the three of them stayed like this, the two villains using the poor American like a toy for their own amusement and pleasure, a role she was more than happy to fulfil. The sound of hips slapping against flesh and groans of gratification echoed around the room like a cacophony of carnal sin.
 
In the end, both men couldn’t hold back any longer, the buildup inside being too much for too long. Once more sharing a knowing look, they both planted themselves deep inside of the inventor, holding their guest steady, as they released a deluge of thick, warm spunk, filling her on both sides. The sensation made Melissa’s entire body tense, then shudder, as she unconsciously tried to milk their phalluses for everything they had.
 
With a exerted grunt, both Izukus pulled themselves out, breathing a sigh as they too could catch a breath for their efforts.
 
“Damn, that was… fun…”
 
“Agreed. Didn’t even know… I had it in me.”
 
Deku looked down at the blonde between them, his eyebrows raising to see that she was still conscious.
 
“Huh, I was sure that… that would be too much for… her. How much do you think… she can take?”
 
“Good question.” At his clone’s words, Izuku roamed his dark eyes along her sweaty, nude body. But he saw the gleam in her eyes; although fogged and tired, there was a glint of excitement in them. Already he could feel something stir within himself, a beast that had not had its full, and he felt himself begin to harden once again.
 
“For a virgin like her… only one way to find out!”
 
Before Melissa even knew what was happening, she felt a pair of hands grab hold of her legs and pull her backwards to the other side of the couch. Quickly, she felt her ankles being pinned to the side of her head as a muscular body leered over her. She didn’t have a moment to even prepare herself as, just as it had seemed it was over…
 
“~Oooh, Gooood!!~”
 
…she was back in it again.
 
Like a demon, Izuku got back to work screwing the beauty’s brains out, relishing the feeling of her soft fuckable body. With every cry and moan of pleasure that escaped her needy lips, he could feel her fingers grip tighter into his back muscles, almost to the point where it hurt, which only seemed to incense him all the more, his hips slamming into hers harder and harder, trying to reach deeper into her core.
 
All the while, Deku watched as his progenitor pounded the girl in a brutal mating press, completely uncaring about the world around him. It was almost as if he was testing to see what would break first: her body or the couch. It was actually a bit impressive.
 
But that admiration quickly settled into boredom and annoyance.
 
“Seriously, does he really have to be so selfish right now,” he thought to himself. “He does know I’m still here, right?” But he knew better than to interrupt their animalistic mating.
 
“Well, I guess I might as well find something to do before my time runs out. Who knows how long that will be. Twice’s quirk control and quality have certainly improved, but I don’t know how long these bodies last now. Hmm, maybe I can finish reading that biography on Star and Stripe. I’ve been meaning to-”
 
But just as was about to leave the room, he spied something peeking out of the trouser pocket: his cell phone. Pulling it up and seeing the screen say ‘unlocked,’ he grinned as he opened it and typed out a quick message to a certain someone. Perhaps tonight didn’t have to end so boringly after all.
 
The clone didn’t have to wait long before he heard a rhythmic knock on the door. Anticipating, he opened it and…
 
*THWACK*
 
…braced himself as he felt a body glomped onto his own, a pair of arms and legs wrapping around his waist and neck respectively as soft, glossy lips pushed themselves onto his, not that he was complaining. He fervently returned the heated kiss, his tongue forcing itself into her mouth, as his hands went down to grab hold of thick thighs, pulling the woman in closer. Like before, he shut the door with a kick before returning all of his loving attention to the woman attached to him, lustful moans emitting from both of them. His cock, previously slightly flaccid, began to harden again between the crevice of her two cheeks, currently stretching against their leather constraints.
 
The two finally broke apart, panting slightly, but an eager energy surrounded them. Slowly, the woman crawled down from her perch, but never broke contact as she gave Deku a sultry smile, her flushed face framed by her faun hair.
 
“I was wondering when you’d call, babe,” Camie Utsushimi exclaimed. “It’s been, like, too long. Not cool.”
 
“I’m sorry, Camie,” Deku said, cupping her cheek gently. “Work’s just got me so busy lately, what with preparing for the first year report, public relations, and not to mention ‘international affairs.’ But that’s mostly done, so now I have more free time.”
 
Camie smiled at his words, and her doe-eyes glistening as she noticed his naked, sweaty form, but quickly put on a mask of coldness. “And this isn’t just a booty call, is it?” But her façade quickly broke as she felt him lean in close to her ear, his hot breath radiating against her skin.
 
“As if you wouldn’t mind,” he growled, feral enough that it made her body shiver in excitement. “I can practically smell it off you.”
 
Camie gulped, before giggling and pushing him gently away. She skipped further into the room.
 
“So tell me, like, what’s up? What’s been going o-oooonnn~…!”
 
Before she knew it, she felt her knees buckle, as if they were about to give up beneath her. Her mouth went dry and her heartbeat skyrocketed as an overwhelming heat was quickly building up inside her. She was just able to catch herself on Deku’s solid form, something she wasn’t going to complain about.
 
“WTF? What was tha-?” she began to ask, only to finally take notice of the loud sounds emanating from the couch. Looking over, she face took on an expression of surprise of as she saw two figures: one an attractive blonde being thoroughly fucked by a larger man with dark green hair, his massive cock plunging deep into her cunt again and again; a cock she was familiar with.
 
Raising an eyebrow, Camie turned back to the naked man. “So, like, what’s the sitch?”
 
“I’m a clone,” Deku answered casually. “He’s the original. But I am a perfect copy.” Leaning closer, he placed his mouth dangerously close to her ear, the warmth and musk of his body radiating off of him. “and I am more than capable of doing everything he can.” With those words, he bit lightly on her earlobe while a hand reached down and sunk its fingers into her leather-bound booty.
 
Moaning shamelessly, Camie’s eyes lit up with a familiar lustful glint. She shared one look with the clone, before once again springing onto him in the same position as she greeted him, long arms and legs clinging tightly around his body as her mouth hungrily latched onto his.
 
Deku was quick to reciprocate, intensely matching her. She was sucking on him like she was a wanderer in a desert and he was a cool, refreshing oasis. His hands gripped and squeezed her thick buns as he carried her over to the couch, sitting down in it without once losing his balance. The two moaned into each other as she grinded her hips into his, creating a delicious friction that soon brought him back to full mast.
 
Camie felt the hard rod prod and throb against her buttocks, making her smirk in satisfaction as she shimmied her hips slightly. Detaching from the villain’s lips, she slowly slinked down his perfectly-muscled torso, her fingers running along the lines of his abs as she planted kisses down his chest, leaving behind glossy lipstick stains in the process. His sweat made them seem even more defined in the light and, combined with the heavy musky smell in the air, made her feel all the more aroused.
 
Reaching her destination, the fawn-haired woman grabbed a hold of his thick phallus, trying to wrap her fingers around as much of his girth as she was able to, giggling as she felt him throb in her hand. God, she could feel the heat radiating off of it!
 
“Did you miss me?” she cooed, making Deku groan at the teasing. “Because I‘ve missed you.” Leaning forward, she kissed the engorged head of his cock before engulfing it in her hot mouth, tongue lapping up and savouring the salty taste of his cum. The taste made her moan, which sent pleasurable vibrations through her lover.
 
Deku, however, growled as frustration began to build up inside of him. He had had enough of soft foreplay already, of teasing and slowly building up to the act. A part of him was tempted to grab her head and shove it straight down into his lap, face-fucking her until she went cross-eyed, but this was overshadowed by the rest of him that wolfishly hungered for something different, something more.
 
He usually preferred his partners were just as ready as he was, but he didn’t care. Besides, with Amplified Pheromones doing its work, he knew that would be a problem.
 
“Fuuuck, I don’t want to play, Camie,” he said, making her stop sucking him and give him a confused expression. “Strip.”
 
The aggressive, authoritative tone in his voice made the woman shudder and, although reluctantly, removed herself from him, leaving behind a ring of lipstick around the middle of his dick. She pouted at him, before her mask quickly broke into a cheeky grin.
 
“Fine,” she said, “You’re totes lucky I’m so wet right now. All those thirsty men tonight looking at this thicc booty, but they couldn’t touch, it got me, like, soooo hot~.”
 
Getting up from her position, Camie slowly shimmied her hips from side to side as she pulled down the zipper of her catsuit. Just as her huge titties were about to pop out, she quickly turned around, hiding them from her bae’s eyes, earning her another growl. She didn’t mind frustrating him, as this was revenge for ignoring her for so long. Plus, she knew that he would ‘give her what she deserved.’
 
She let the top part of her costume flop down to the sides, exposing the length of her smooth, sexy back, before reaching down and, slowly, slowly, peeling off the rest of it,; her sweat making the tight leather clutch like a second skin to her and adding a sheen to her skin. She leaned down as she finally exposed her thong-covered peach to the clone, a sight he took in deeply, before he noticed something… interesting.
 
“Glitter?”
 
“Yup,” answered the girl. “Midnight’s idea. She said that it would make my ass pop out more.” With that, she shook her hips, making her fat cheeks jiggle slightly.
 
“She was right,” Deku said, nodding in agreement as his eyes stayed transfixed at the swaying buns. In the soft light, the thin layer of glitter helped to emphasise their perfect, round shape, all the way from where they began to jut out of her back like a shelf and curved down until they reached her tender, thick thighs. Every now and then, just for a second, he could see the material of her jet-black thong peek out from between her creamy behind.
 
Unable to hold back, the verdanette reached forward and pulled the sexy ex-heroine into his lap, making her squeal playfully with a “Kya~!”. One of his hands reached up and grabbed a handful of her tits, squeezing and flicking over the hardened bud, while its twin reached down and yanked the offending garment off, leaving her just as nude as he was.
 
Not wanting to give up control, Camie turned around until she was resting on his thighs in a reverse cowgirl position, wiggling her hips as she felt his huge cock hotdog her rump, earning her a low groan from the man in front of her. She raised her hips upwards and grabbed hold of it, positioning it just before her needy cunt, before impaling herself on his pillar!
 
“Nnnmmmph!~” she moaned, biting on her lower lip but still creating a loud noise, eyes rolling up in pleasure as she felt his thick piece of meat stretch her pussy in a way only it could. She rolled her hips, pushing herself down more and more, inch by large inch, until she felt that she had fully sheathed his cock completely. She was glad she was so wet, otherwise she didn’t think she could get him all in in one go. Deku shut his eyes as he felt her walls clamp down hard on him.
 
“Oooooh, baby, yeeees~!~” she cooed as she began to bounce up and down on his lap, a rhythmic clapping sound echoing around them. Deku placed his hands on her hips and thrust upwards, meeting her every time she came down. Her body trembled with every slam, driving her to her knees splayed on either side of him. With every movement, she could feel her insides get wrecked, making her cry out in euphoria.
 
“You like that, don’t – mmh – you, you naughty slut?” Deku growled, feeling her squeeze him tighter with his dirty talk. His glowing green irises moved between her pleasure-filled face and her juicy jugs, which bounced in front of him with each thrust.
 
“Aaah, yes! ~ You’re so – ohh! – fucking huge, babe!” Reaching down, Camie instinctually grabbed hold of her massive mammaries, squeezing her girls as she took all of him again and again. The lewd site incensed the villain more as he began to increase the power of his thrusts, ramming into her from below as she let out a long moan of bliss, unable to put together a coherent word.
 
THWAP-THWAP-THWAP-THWAP!!
 
“Aaahha! Haaa! OOOooh, fuuuck~!!” She could feel his swollen cockhead slam against her cervix, sending pleasure signals coursing throughout her entire body! She rolled her hips like she had been trained in order to make him fit all the more and rub against all of her aching core. She was bouncing up and down on his cock so hard that she thought that the couch might break from the force of their rutting. They had just started and she could already feel herself reaching the brink. “You feel so – ahha – good, babe! Fuck me! Fuck me harder!”
 
*Smack!*
 
Deku’s firm hand came crashing down on her shining ass, leaving a red handprint and causing the girl to yelp. The pain mixed with sexual delight was just enough, causing her body to tense up as- “Cumming! I’m already cumming!~❤️~” -she climaxed in a powerful orgasm, her juices dripping down his veiny pillar. But this didn’t seem to hamper either of them at all as they kept rutting.
 
While the two of them were busy with their own fuckfest, the other rutting pair in the room were still going at it, unperturbed by the new arrival into their den of debauchery. While stripper and clone were going at it, Izuku had continued to plunge balls-deep into the sexy blonde beneath him, pumping her once-sanctified womb with copious amounts of thick baby-batter, his heavy testicles slamming against her like a drum.
 
“Oooh! Ohhh! MMHHAA!!!”
 
Melissa, meanwhile, had her arms wrapped around his broad shoulders for some sese of stability, her legs alternating between clinging around his waist and flailing helplessly in the air. She could feel her mind going blank as her boy was ravaged mercilessly. She knew that she was supposed to hate this man. He was a villain, the very thing she was bought up to despise. She had worked hard with her father to support the Resistance with their tech against this very person, and now she was being hammered by his cock ruthlessly, but she just couldn’t find the energy to even care.
 
At long last, even she had her limits. The strength in her limbs faded and finally went slack, she just couldn’t keep up as she finally let go. This wasn’t lost on the man, who stopped his thrusts. Looking down, he couldn’t help but smile at how cute she looked: her face completely red and covered in sweat, tongue hanging out of her mouth as she panted for air. Even her glasses were slightly ajar and fogging up slightly.
 
Carefully, he pulled out of her with an audible pop, allowing his seed to drip out of her abused snatch. He didn’t want to leave her here, he realised. There was a better place to let her recuperate. What’s more, he thought that something else deserved a break.
 
“We’re moving this to the bedroom,” he declared, speaking more to the other couple. Camie didn’t seem to be paying attention as she was lost in her own blissful world, while his clone gave him a questioning eye whilst his face was pressed firmly into her jiggly cleavage, sucking on one of her buds. It was almost as if he was challenging him.
 
“Listen, asshole, I like this couch and I don’t want to see it ruined,” he explained, gently lifting the blonde in a bridal carry. “And I know you do too. So let’s take this somewhere better. It’s going to be a nightmare to clean up all the stains.”
 
He saw Deku roll his exposed eye, but acquiesced. Flexing his muscles, he pushed himself up off of the couch, all while the fox on top of him kept her pace. Together, they walked over to the bedroom, Deku holding her up in his arms as her ass continued jouncing into his crotch. It felt like she was being supported by his dick, as if she was a toy.
 
Entering, Izuku placed the girl on one of his chaise lounge, while the others landed on the bed, Deku lying on his back as Camie continued to ride him like a beast. She was definitely making up for lost time, not wanting to waste a single moment. By now they had slowed down their rhythm, with Deku’s thrusts being slow but intense, savouring the feeling of moist insides as he kissed her womb with push. His hands held onto her wide child-bearing hips to help support their ride. To Camie, this slow humping was much more intimate and careful, allowing her to savour the feeling of stretching and fullness his cock provided.
 
“MMh! Yeah! Right there, babe! Fuck me right – ahha – there!” She could see stars as he rubbed up against a particularly sensitive spot deep in her pussy. Each time she could feel herself getting closer and closer until…l “I’m… I’m… Ahha~!~”… she couldn't even get her words out as she suffered another climax, drool leaking down her chin. The sensation was too much for the clone, as he felt himself bottom out straight into her womb, a feeling that had the bombshell croon. But if either of them were tired, they didn’t show it.
 
This went on for a good, long while as both were enraptured in their passionate love-making, as that is what it was. Throughout it all, Izuku watched while his partner recovered, standing silently as he watched Camie’s fat buttocks clap against his burly thighs, seeing the large pillar disappear and reappear inside her snatch.
 
Now, part of him had told him to be patient, to let his clone have his fun. But the other part of him, his id, told him to hell with waiting. He was still hard and horny as hell. Why shouldn’t he get some more fun, especially considering this night was his idea? Decidedly, he came to a compromise in his head and approached the couple.
 
“Kya!”
 
The ex-heroine squealed as she felt another pair of calloused hands reach around her and cup her jugs, squeezing and pinching her nipples in between his digits, as a hot mouth latched onto a ticklish side of her neck.
 
Deku glared at the man behind her.
 
“You better not-” he practically snarled.
 
Izuku just chuckled, his dark sclera showing a hint of mirth.
 
“Don't worry, I won’t steal her from you,” he assured, giving her boobs a firm honk. “I just want her to not feel neglected.” With those words, he yanked hard on her buds, driving her into a series of mini-orgasms. She gave a soundless cry as her back arched, pushing her into the villain’s chiselled torso.
 
Not looking convinced, Deku nonetheless consented and, with a bit of rearing, thrust his hips powerfully upward, making the woman continue her sensual dance.
 
As the minutes ticked by, over and over into the long night, a certain blonde finally felt some semblance of cognizance return. Her vision blurry, she realised she didn’t know where she was, only that it was very comfortable. She also knew she couldn’t feel her legs properly. That’s when she heard something behind her; a couple of voices moaning in bliss, a cry of ecstasy, and the repetitive slapping of flesh. Grasping at anything, she finally found the headboard of the object and, mustering up whatever strength she had left, and pulled herself upwards to look at the source. And as her vision returned to her, her breath halted in her lungs before her heart rate raced.
 
It was a highly erotic sight. She watched as some voluptuous woman whom she had never met was being pleasured by the Izukus. Their hands roamed her curvy body, gently caressing and massaging it, exploring each and every inch of her. One was beneath her thrusting upwards while the other was behind, kissing her neck and whispering sweet nothings in her ear. But it wasn’t aggressive; it was intimate, passionate, loving, titillating. Whatever remnants of flame lay inside her, she could feel them begin to stir again.
 
But the thing that stood out the most was her face. Her beautiful features were morphed into an expression of pure euphoria. Her eyes were half-lidden and unfocused, despite rolling backwards, her tongue lolled out of her mouth as it drooled, despite releasing incoherent moans. It was no wonder she was putty in their hands. She looked completely fucked silly.
 
Melissa remembered the feeling earlier that night, of having those two studs dominate her in such a way. “Did-Did I… look like that?” She couldn’t look away at the site, as her hands unconsciously drifted downwards.
 
But the more she watched as the woman continued, she began to feel something else: jealousy. She thought back to the feeling of those big, fat cocks and how much they stretched and filled her up like nothing before. Their musky taste, the sensation of their throbbing as they poured so much potent spunk in her. The two powerful men who used her body as if it belonged to them, to be used solely for their pleasure. Just the thought of it made her wet. Oh God, she wanted that. She needed that! There was a aching emptiness inside her that only he could fix. She didn’t care he was a villain, an enemy, the man she despised. She just needed him to fuck her!
 
A loud moan filled the room. However, only the original verdanette seemed to register it. Turning away from the brunette in front of him, he turned to his other guest and saw how her fingers were flying in and out of her nether lips, already moist again. And he knew exactly what was getting her so excited.
 
“Oh, finally being honest with yourself, Melissa?” he asked. The woman paused, before meekly nodding her head. “Would you care to join us? There’s plenty of space here for another.” With those words, he gave Camie’s chest another squeeze. “You just have to come and get it yourself.”
 
Melissa hesitated, thinking about the situation. She knew that if she were to go to him, she would be his. They both knew it. There was no going back. Could she really do that?
 
She was on the bed before she even realised it.
 
Sitting perpendicularly on Izuku’s lap, she moaned into his mouth as she kissed him ferociously, wrapping her arms around his neck. She felt his muscular arms wrap around her, delighting in how securer they made her feel. She let him guide her, lead her. She felt like she belonged here.
 
“Good girl,” he whispered, sending shivers down her spine. She wanted him to speak to her more like this.
 
The verdanette could see that look in her eyes. Now he just had to see how far it went. “I think we can take this up to the next level,” he said, turning to his clone and giving him a knowing smirk. Deku met his gaze and, after a moment, his eyes widened before returning that same smile, catching on to what his progenitor was suggesting.
 
Working in unison, both Izukus positioned their fuck buddies next to each other on their hands and knees, their thick asses sticking out like they wanted to be bred. It was a lovely sight. As one, both men got behind them, ready to give them what they so desperately craved.
 
Melissa hummed happily as she felt her lover’s throbbing cock slowly rub against her entrance, feeling every part of it trace the outside folds. Her fingers clenched tightly into the blankets and her toes curled as she waited in yearning anticipation for him to impale her on him, filling her completely and make her forget everything.
 
That’s why she became confused when she felt him move away and instead felt his fingers sink into the flesh of her buns, spreading them apart. This confusion turned into alarm as she felt the bulbous head begin to prod at her back entrance. She turned her head around and her eyes widened as she saw the other Izuku doing the same thing to the other girl, who looked much more excited about it.
 
“W-Wait, Izuku. Y-You’re too big. It won’t fit! Please, wai-aaaiiiee!!!~!~” Her pleas quickly turned into a squeal as Izuku rammed himself into her tiny asshole, forcing inch after agonising inch of his bestial tool, giving a cry of fury as he pushed himself further inside the extremely tight squeeze.
 
Deku was about the same, trying not to cum already from how tightly the brunette’s booty was pressing down on him. It was amazing! The woman was making a similar sound to her blonde contemporary as she felt her anus be stretched further than she could have ever imagined. Only hers sounded more ecstatic, a big dumb smile planted on her face as she held nothing back.
 
The two squeals filled the air, one of pain and the other of pleasure, as both men were able to force all of their massive dicks inside them. To them, it felt like someone had shoved their arms up their backsides with how much they were warped.
 
“Oh God, you’re splitting me in two! Oh fuuuucck!”
 
“Fuck yeah, babe! Fuck this ass! Fuck it so hard!~❤️~”
 
Incensed, both men slowly, agonisingly slowly, pulled out, savouring the sensation of claiming both of their last virginities and being careful not to break them. It was already difficult to do so as it felt like the girls didn’t want to let go of them. They pulled their hips back until only their heads remained and, as if sharing one mind, slammed back all the way inside them, the clap of hips on hips cracking like thunder.
 
Again and again, the two ploughed in sync into the two women’s asses, making them jiggle and moan with every thrust. Sweat flew off of their bodies as they indulged in their hedonistic delight as another room filled with the scent of sex and lust. The bed shook with the force of it all, but they weren’t concerned, as they knew perfectly well how much it could endure, as had been tested. One girl was fully into it, as she kept thrusting backwards to meet her partner’s thrusts, cooing as it felt like her organs were being reshaped as she felt him reach deeper into her insides than she thought possible.
 
“You like that, you – ah – horny slut?”
 
“Yes, babe, You’re so – fucking – good! You’re so much better than – ah fuck – Katsuki!”
 
Hearing the name of his rival being degraded in such a way brought a feeling of immense pride to the man, which he rewarded by clenching his muscles and slamming even harder than before, something that made the lucky girl go cross-eyed.
 
The other, however, was just barely keeping it together, her teeth clenched tightly as she endured the pain of her ass being ripped open. It was just too much, too soon, as even though his cock was slick from her juices no amount of lube would have been able to prepare her for his sheer mass. She could feel herself tear up from it all.
 
Izuku seemed to have taken notice, as he seemed to slow down the rate of his assault.
 
“Your one seems to be taking to this much better than mine,” he remarked to his clone.
 
“She certainly – mmhf – has.” Deku looked over at the blonde and her pained expression. He then turned his gaze to the back of the head of girl he was railing. “Camie, help our new friend out, would you?”
 
Melissa, eyes and teeth clenched tight, suddenly opened them as she felt a soft, feminine hand cup her cheek and move her head to the right. There, she found herself looking into the dark brown eyes of the ex-heroine next to her. Up close, she could see just how red her face was as sweat dripped down her brow. But it didn’t look as if she was struggling or tired at all. In fact, she could swear she saw mini hearts in her pupils.
 
“Don’t worry babe, it gets – ahha – better soon. This is, like, - mmh – the best fuck ever. No  cap. It fucking slaps!” To emphasise her point, Deku used it as an opportunity to spank her juicy behind once again. “Here, I’ll help you take your mind off it”
 
And before the blonde even realised what was happening, she felt the other woman push her lips onto her own. She gasped in shock, which seemed to be the wrong or right thing to do as it gave the stripper more access to her moist cavern, her velvety tongue forcing its way into her mouth and coiling with her own. The sight of the two beauties swapping spit made both Izuku and Deku grin in delight, cementing the site in their minds. It was like pouring a huge amount of fuel on the pyre of their animalistic lust and, spurned on, began rutting the two like never before.
 
With the combination of both sudden sensations, Melissa felt her mind be overwhelmed with it all as its circuits seemed to overload.
 
“I… I can’t believe – ah – it! My ass is getting pounded as - mmf – a girl I’ve never met is kissing me. it hurts but – OHH –“ Just as predicted, she slowly felt the pain fade away into something else, something almost indescribable. Whether it was the kiss, the feeling of heavy testicles slapping against her clit, the natural sensation of her behind being reamed, or just the act of embracing all three, she had no idea. But she did know one thing. “I… I don’t want it to stop. It f-feels too good! I love it!”
 
With that, the blonde returned the kiss, the two busty babes moaning into each other's mouths sloppily as they were both reamed mercilessly from behind, which only made them cry out for more, something the men were happy to provide. It was an endless cycle of primal, euphoric turn-ons.
 
“It’s so good! I can’t handle it! He’s too – GAH – huge! At this rate, I’m… I’m…”
 
“CUMMING!~❤️~”
 
Like a perfectly orchestrated duet, the two women released the most explosive climaxes of the night, their juices spraying out, dripping down their legs and staining the bed covers. Their orgasm made their entire bodies shudder and clench which, in turn, made them squeeze down tighter on the two studs’ members than ever before. It was just the thing they needed to push them both over the edge. With a bestial cry, both men slammed deep into them as far as they could go, filling both of their bowels with as much of their cocks as possible and blasting heavy amounts of viscous, hot spunk inside them, effectively painting their inner walls white. For this, they both earned low moans of pleasure from their girls.
 
For a long while, the four of them stayed like this, staying in the moment, catching their breaths and regaining their senses, before the two Izukus pulled out of their holes with an audible sphllurt noise, cum leaking out of their gaping assholes. The fucked-silly maidens were lying on their backs, eyes not staring at anything as their chests heaved up and down, heartbeats racing faster than if they had just sprinted, as they tried to make sense of their surroundings. All that they knew was that they were happy.
 
“That… was fun,” Deku said, reaching over to the bedside and pulling out a few bottles of water that he knew were kept there. Izuku always remembered the importance of hydration, so he kept a few there. It had become a necessity due to… recent activities. He handed one to all of them, as all eager parties accepted it greedily.
 
“I know… Not every day… I let myself loose… like this.”
 
“She did very well… considering it was her first.” Deku cocked his head to the tired inventor, who was trying her best to drink without spilling too much precious water. It proved to be quite difficult with how much her arms were shaking. The sight made Izuku laugh lightly
 
“Couldn’t agree more. Must have had… a lot build up, being alone… on that island for so long. You know how repressed girls like her arm. And American girls are the best of that kind.”
 
“Mmhmm,” Deku nodded. A few minutes passed as they recovered, before he finally turned to his original. “So… think they’re ready for the next round.”
 
His words seemed to trigger something in all of them. Each person turned to their fuck partners, an eager expression clear on all of their faces. Green eyes shared with brown eyes and black eyes shared with blue lascivious gazes of excitement. Without a word, Izuku released another amplified wave of Pheromones.
 
“Only one way to find out.”
 
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Izuku couldn’t feel his body.
 
Literally. It was as if all of the energy had been drained from him in its entirety.
 
He didn’t know how long he had been laying there. Hell, he didn’t even know what time it was. The curtains were completely closed, so he couldn’t see any sunlight. There was a clock on his bedside, but that would involve pushing himself up and rolling, which he just was not capable of. Even looking at his watch seemed like too much effort.
 
Oh well, at least it was the weekend. He didn’t have anything scheduled for the day.
 
“Honestly, I can think of worse places to be right now,” he thought to himself, as he felt two soft bodies push against his sides, sleeping soundly next to him.
 
Think back to that last night, he surprised himself with just how much they did. Their intense fuckfest just did not end, as it seemed that Amplified Pheromones affected all of them, even himself, giving them a seemingly-endless pool of stamina and enthusiasm to keep them going again and again and again. Even his own rationale, which he was very proud of, tok a back seat to his overpowering id. They tried so many new positions, whether it was them as couples, a two-on-one, or all four of them at once. Even when his clone’s time finally ended, the three of them kept on going. By the end of it, he only barely had enough energy left to put the device back in its case before he collapsed into bed where the women were already asleep, passing out as soon as his back touched fabric. As soon as he turned it off, all of their tiredness caught up with them.
 
For them, last night probably felt like heaven. But he didn’t envy how their legs would feel upon waking. Or if they would even be able to walk at all.
 
But as he lay there silently, wondering if he should try to get up at all, a different thought crossed his mind. The clones and the Quirk Device, this was just a trial run. He wanted to test not only his limits, but those of his lovers as well as the effects that boosting the potency of his quirk would have.
 
And it was a perfect success. Now it was on to the main show.
 
He smiled as he pictured what he had planned for the future. The anticipation was getting him excited. He would have to get things ready and prepare himself for it. Of course, this would involve asking Twice for another favour, even bigger than this one, but that shouldn’t be too much of a problem. It would be worth it in the end.
 
After all, it was going to be his birthday. And he planned to go big.