Chapter 1 - Loving Mother

Changes were coming to the U.A. that Bakugou wanted nothing to do with. 
Before the summer break, the teachers explained that a diversity plan would be put into effect, during which students from other countries would come to study at the U.A. for year. This hardly thrilled the kids, until All-Might also mentioned that they could themselves apply to go abroad. 
Most of them immediately began to fantasize about going for a semester in Paris or Moscow, especially the girls who immediately panicked at having only a month to decide where they might want to go. 
“So, where are you going to go?” Mitsuki asked her son. Bakugou muttered inaudible as he ate and stared down at his food. “What? I can’t even hear you talk. Look at me, Katsu!” 
Bakugou did. He had avoided making eye-contact with her mother due to her current attire… or rather the lack thereof. She stood before him in her short shorts and cropped tank top wearing no bra at all. The soft cotton of the tank top was revealing enough, but she had just finished washing the dishes, and now the moist fabric stretched over her huge breasts to the point of transparency. 
“So, where are you going to go?”
“Nowhere.” Why did his mother embarrass him in this way? He couldn’t even bring it up.
“You have to go somewhere! You can’t miss out on an opportunity like this.” 
Yeah, what an opportunity - to go in a place I’ll hate filled with people I’ll despise even more. 
His mother agreed to drop the idea, but only if Bakugou agreed to go on a summer vacation with her for a week. His father was too busy, and she had no plans to go alone.
“Do you have any preference for where to go?” 
“Anywhere!” he cried in exasperation. “Just get it over with already.”
It was only when he boarded the airplane bound for Brazil that he began to regret his decision not to speak up. Eastern Europe had always intrigued him at least… But Brazil? The heat would kill him on the spot.
“Don’t be so glum,” said Mitsuki. She sat in her seat by the aisle, proudly displaying her cleavage in a provocatively low-cut dress. As always, his mother enjoyed the attention she got from all the men around her, and his father not being around only made things easier.
And more embarrassing for him. 
Bakugou had heard enough stories about her escapes to not doubt his mom’s… slutty side. Further proof that it existed was that he heard all these stories from her, and not from someone else. Poor Bakugou had often gone to bed feeling aroused by a story she had told him, only to try and desperately replace his mother with a girl from school in the sexcapade in order to enjoy it. 
“Did I ever tell you I once gave a guy a handjob on a plane?” She waited. “Well, did I?”
“No…” 
Mitsuki smiled and reached towards his crotch. She stopped short of touching him, but began to gesture a handjob. “We met on the plane and we were both bored, so I decided I’d give him a good time. The poor stewardess was so terrified she didn’t even dare bring it up!” His mother laughed, still stroking the imaginary cock.
Things got considerably worse when they arrived in Rio de Janeiro. The first day passed well enough, with a little sightseeing and trying out the local cuisine. But as soon as that was over and done with, all his mother wanted to do was go to the beach. 
“Isn’t it lovely here?” she asked. Mitsuki lay face down on the beach towel, the extreme curvature of her butt rising like a hill from the rest of her body, her legs playfully swinging in the air.
“Ahhh, Katsu-chan… Won’t you put some sunscreen on me, please?” 
Bakugou reddened. “What?” He exploded with anger. “You want me to do what? No way! Like hell I will!” 
Her head resting on her arms, she smiled at him thoughtfully. “Come on, sweetheart… You don’t want me to ask one of these boys to do it instead, do you?” 
That there were guys staring at his mom was clear enough. Bakugou had noticed their heads turning to gaze at his mother’s ass whenever they passed by from the moment they arrived, and a few of them had even attempted to push him aside an flirt with her openly. These Brazilians were as thirsty as Mineta… though not as short and stupid. 
Some of the guys crowded around them right now were as buff as All-Might himself. And almost all of these men that stared after his mother were black, which was an odd thing given that the majority of the people they came across or that were even on the beach were rather pale…
Mitsuki seemed to be a magnet for black guys.
As one bald guy with rippling musculature and sunglasses caught Bakugou’s eye, he suddenly decided not to take the risk. That guy would definitely take any opportunity to touch her up... He got his mother to squeeze out some glycerin on her back and reluctantly began to rub it in.
“Ahhh, yes, like that…” cooed Mitsuki. The glycerin dripped from her whole body. “Thank you so much, sweetie… But please, do all of me.” 
Do all of me. The words rang in his head and made him redden. He tried not to think of what he was doing: namely, that he was touching the sides of her breasts and massaging them with his bare hands. Nothing could’ve been worse than suddenly getting turned on by her at a moment like this. I’m not that kind of freak. 
Still… he went down at her request. And the more he tried not to think about how he was touching and grabbing his mother’s ass, the more his hands seemed naturally inclined to knead it like a fine dough. 
“Ohhh!” Mitsuki giggled. “You’re so good at this, sweetheart. You can even be rougher if you want.” 
Rougher, you slut? he thought despairingly. How could she talk to him in this way? How could she put him through this? But she got what she wanted. He dug into massaging her butt with all the strength he could put into his hands, feeling her squirm weakly at his touch. Her panting breath and soft, motherly encouragement only made it worse.
And then she began to moan for him. “Ahhhhh!! Yes, baby, just like that… I love the way your hands feel. I should let you do this more often. I had no idea you liked Mommy’s butt so much.” 
Bakugou closed his eyes in embarrassment but he couldn’t take his hands away. “I d-d-don’t… I’m doing this for you.” 
She lifted her head up and gazed back at him with the worked-up breath and the half-closed lids of a woman getting fucked. “I know you are, darling, and I promise I’ll make you happy in return…” 
Bakugou lost all control. He could feel his cock going at full mast, stiffening up so much that it was incredibly obvious even through the loose trunks. Big enough now to touch her ass. 
He rose haste and slumped forwards to try to cover it up.
“Honey?” asked Mitsuki. “What’s the matter?” 
“I need the b-bathroom…” 
He charged over to the bathroom near the end of the beach and shut himself in one of the compartments, trying to quell down his arousal and make sense of his own emotions. What a fucking disaster. 
Waiting out though did not seem like a reasonable option to get rid of his idiotic erection. All that was left was to try and get rid of it the old-fashioned way. But he wouldn’t think of his mother… That little twat Ochako came to mind instead. Bakugou didn’t like her, of course, but he liked the idea of fucking around with Deku’s beloved Ochako. 
In the midst of imagining it, however, he began to think of his mother again. And try as he might to put it out of his head, it just wouldn’t go away. The way her fat cheeks just jiggled at the slightest provocation. And yet wholly without any ripples that could be seen in other huge asses or women her age. Her ass is just so goddamn perfect, he thought to himself. Fuck me. 
He ended up coming in the dirty toilet stall, waiting for a few minutes to calm down as the sweat and shame dripped down his body. Never again, he promised himself. Not even once. 
But as he approached their spot, he noticed two guys sitting next to his mother on the towel now. One of them was the sunglasses guy from before, while the other was another black guy, though this one was covered in tattoos and kept his hair in a long pile of dreads that streamed down his muscular back. 
What the hell do they want from her? But in spite of his anger, he couldn’t find it in him to approach. He waited from afar from them to go away… but they weren’t yet… 
Enough time passed that Mitsuki rose up and shaded her eyes, starting to scan the area for him. When she finally found him she cried out. “Natsu! I’m here! Are you lost, you silly boy?” 
Now things were even worse. Now he would come back looking like a total moron before those guys… 
“... and it moisturizes your body?” the sunglasses guy was asking. 
Mitsuki grinned. “That’s right. Not good for much but… I do look a lot younger than I am, I bet.” 
“Don’t tell me you’re secretly sixty or something.” 
“No, of course not! It’s not that effective. But still… How old would you have said I am based on my looks?”
The guy with dreads said: “About nineteen.” 
The other guy nodded. “Yeah, yeah, that sounds about right. We figured you two were a couple or something.” 
“No, no, this is my son… Though many people always assume we’re siblings.” 
Bakugou sat down, listening to the conversation warily. Just what did these guys want? But it didn’t take long to find out. They were both Quirkless, and that aided them in their feigned fascination for his mother’s ability. 
Soon enough Mitsuki began to secrete enough glycerin to get her body shining. When they asked if they could touch her, her only reply was, “Go ahead.” 
Go ahead?! 
Both the black guys put their fingers tentatively on her shoulder. But they traced down and slowly began to rub on her back. A minute later, Bakugou watched as both of them were massaging her thick thighs and doughy ass at leisure, while his mother complimented them on their technique and quivered in response. 
“You have such a beautiful body,” said Dreads. 
“Why, thank you… It’s nice to get a little appreciation,” his mother said jokingly. “Katsuki, my prince, would you mind going to get Mommy a drink or some cold treat? Either a soda or an ice cream.” 
Bakugou swallowed. “Sure.” Even as he walked away, his eyes still lingered on the way the guys touched her body. How can she allow them to do that…
When he returned, he thanked the heavens that they were gone. He handed his mother the can and dropped on the towel with a sigh.
“I hope you’re not jealous that those boys touched me,” she said, elbowing him playfully. 
“N-N-No! What the hell?” His anger rose to the front again. “What are you even saying, you demented old bat?”
“Now, now, don’t worry. I understand you get jealous. Your dad used to get jealous all the time too. But he was sweet and eventually he understood.” 
Bakugou snapped at her. “Understood what?” 
“That I sometimes have needs he can’t satisfy…” She reached over and patted him on the head. “And no offense, darling, but neither could you. Thankfully, your father has always been good about it and I hope you are too. Speaking of which…” 
Mitsuki pulled out her phone and flashed it at him. “What do you think of this guy?” 
Bakugou stared at screen with utter distaste. This guy was black as well, but unlike the other two young and buff guys, he looked old and leather, and was stupidly fat. “He looks disgusting. And worthless. Just hideous.”
“I know, but look.” Her fingertip flickered over the screen and brought up a yacht next. “He’s loaded. For some reason. And that’s the thing, I can’t find out what he does to make all this money. It’s all about his Quirk. Isn’t that interesting?
“No…” 
But by the afternoon his mother had texted with him and agreed to meet him for a date. The only upside of the whole thing was that they got to go home early. 
Bakugou lay in bed, staring at the ceiling of the hotel room as he listened to his mother singing in the shower. Badly. When she came out, she did a twirl and showed off her tiny black dress. It was incredibly low-cut and her breasts seemed close to spilling out, but a black mesh came over them and connected to the choker around her neck. Only the back was cut completely, going so far down that it revealed her dimples and the sloping butt-cheeks.
“Well?” asked Mitsuki. “Do you think Augusto will like this?” 
Bakugou immediately imagined those black hands tracing all over his mother’s silky skin and he hardened against his will. “I guess,” he said weakly.
His mother smiled happily. “But do you like it, my prince?”
He took a deep breath. It was hard to speak. Her intoxicatingly sweet perfume wafted over and made him dizzy. “It’s very nice.”
Mitsuki sat at the edge of the bed and put a warm hand on his bare stomach. “Relax, I won’t hurt you. You know I love you more than anything and that you’re my world, don’t you?”
Again with these sorts of things… Bakugou looked away, unable to handle the affection. “Please stop.” 
She only laughed teasingly. “But it’s true. I love your father, but that can never compare to a mother’s love for her child. You’re everything to me. And I would do anything to make you happy.” 
The way she said it made his cock stir harder. Could he… Could he dare ask her to do that? 
I’m not that kind of degenerate! 
Without warning, her hands traced down to his trunks and she began to peel them off. Rather than fighting it, Bakugou raised his butt and reluctantly allowed her to remove them.
He couldn’t look, but he knew that his cock was raised and pulsing with arousal, and that his mother’s eyes were fixed on it. A moment later her smooth fingers wrapped around the shaft. 
“You have such a cute little cock…” 
Bakugou turned to her with annoyance. “Don’t say that.”
Mitsuki giggled. “It’s true. But that’s okay…” 
Neither of them spoke as she brought her head down and began to suck him off. Bakugou could see the glossy lips wrapped around his cock, travelling up and down the shaft. The soft wetness of her mouth was enough to get him to come. But combined with the suction of her cheeks and the caresses of her swirling tongue, he came like a pathetic guy within a few seconds. 
His mother licked her lips. “Awww, that’s okay. Don’t be embarrassed. You can’t control things like these. But I hope you understand now why I said Mommy needs to see other people sometimes.” 
Bakugou ended up accompanying her on her stupid date. People sent by that guy waited for them by the dock, and sailed them to the yacht that waited for them some distance from the beach. 
It was quiet there, and as soon as they got off the huge guy came over to greet them. Augusto was as tall as he was fat, though very friendly. Bakugou could feel his mantits as the guy came in to hug him and squeezed Bakugou against his chest.
Augusto and his mother already acted as if they knew each other intimately. He brought his massive hands down to feel her ass, then lifted her up on his arm as if she were sitting on a  stool and brought her up for a passionate kiss. 
Could there be anything worse than to have to watch your own mother do this? But at the same time, Bakugou was too overtaken by his own feelings to give this much thought. Will she touch me like that again? he wondered.
They had a long dinner on the deck, so long into the night that a chill breeze came to blow over the surface of the water and made things chilly. His mother sat cuddled up next to Augusto, her revealed chest pressing against his own while his hand rested over her ass and patted it calmly from time to time.
“So… Tell us, what do you do? What do you really do? Surely you can’t be this wealthy out of nowhere.” 
“Well, I…” Augusto grinned wickedly. “I have an odd Quirk. Useless, really, in most circumstances.” 
“I’d like to see this Quirk…” 
Augusto’s dark eyes finally came to Bakugou. “Would you help me demonstrate for your mom?”
Bakugou rose from his seat reluctantly and shivered from the cold as Augusto got behind him. “Now,” said the older man, “close your eyes if you could and don’t move no matter what.” 
Bakugou nearly jerked away but he wanted to appear brave in front of his mother. I’m not afraid of this guy. The dark hands came down on him. He could feel an unpleasant warmth spreading throughout his whole body, as if an outside aura were merging with it… 
“Oh, my god!” he could hear his mother say. “That’s incredible!” 
Bakugou couldn’t take it anymore. He opened his eyes expecting to have grown scales or something like that, but his hand was unchanged. It took a second until he looked down and he saw… 
Boobs.
BOOBS??
He darted away from Augusto in horror, realizing that this fat pig had turned him into a girl. Into a girl! Well, no, at least he had boobs. That was it. Right? He still had his… 
His…
Gone. 
“Calm down, Katsuki, it’s only a prank!” 
But his mother was laughing and applauding. “I love it!! I always wondered what Katsu would look like as a girl. He’s always been so cute, especially when he’s angry.” 
What? Mom… 
Augusto moved back towards his mother, saying, “I think you look pretty great yourself.” 
His mother extended her leg and rubbed her foot against his crotch. “You don’t say?...” 
Bakugou stood and watched as Augusto unbuckled his pants and let them drop. A big black cock swung between his hairy thighs.. His mother fell on his knees before it with a charmed look on her face and wrapped her hand around it, giving Bakugou a quick wink. 
The size of it made her look so small.
Bakugou could feel the arousal mounting up in his own new female body as his mother began to worship a black man before his very eyes. He stared, unable to look away, until their eyes met. While her lips had wrapped with ease around his tiny dicklet, they were stretched thin now in order to take in the girth of Augusto’s monster cock. 
Mitsuki smiled. “What is it, darling? Do want to join Mommy?”
Bakugou took a frightened stepped back and shook his head. The first drops of juice from his new pussy began to drip down his thigh. The scorching heat called to be quenched by a cock just like the one he saw. He could feel his breasts begging to be squeezed. His nipples hardened. 
He watched with a transfixed look as his mother kissed every spot of Augusto’s cock lovingly and slurped the taste of him back into her warm and wet mouth. She seemed to love every second of it. 
What a whore… thought Bakugou, though his own mind was flooded with desire for both her and Augusto’s cock. An overwhelming feeling of wanting to submit before both those things threatened to shatter his self-image and the little self-control he had left.
Augusto simply sat down and allowed Mitsuki to service him. He spread his legs wide and poured himself a glass of wine. His hand came down to caress Mitsuki’s head as she brought his balls and filled her mouth. 
“Good, isn’t it?” he asked. Mitsuki murmured happily, lost in the joy of sucking on his balls. Augusto slowly lifted her dress and exposed her curvy butt. 
Bakugou got lost staring at that hypnotic sway of her ass, and soon he realized Augusto stared at his body instead. He grew fearful and trembled, hoping this guy wouldn’t try anything stupid. I’m going to kill him if he does. 
Thankfully, he didn’t. Instead he rested one leg on his mother’s back as if she were a slave and began to pour wine down on his cock. Mitsuki gave a muffled thanks. Augusto laughed and wrapped his legs around her body, squeezing her in a tight hold. He held her nose and watched her eyes roll and she choked and struggled to breathe, her mouth entirely stuffed with his black balls. 
Bakugou thought to save her. Was she being hurt? Mom… 
But when Augusto released her she laughed and stroked his cock happily, coming up to kiss the tip with as much love and passion as in those videos Bakugou saw of her kissing his father at their wedding. She made out with his cock, sending her tongue inside his foreskin and cleaning all the smegma built up behind it.
“Oh, fuck!” Augusto finally cried. “You’re such a dirty little whore.” 
His mother stuck out her face, begging to be slapped by his BBC. “I know.” 
Just then her phone began to ring. Bakugou worried what he would say if it was his father and he would be forced to answer… but his mother picked it up. Even as she sucked on the cock sucked, kissed, jerked, and slurped all over it audibly, she went on talking to his father.
“I love you, too, honey. I’ll tell Natsu you said so. Have a good day! Good night!” 
Just as she ended the call Augusto got one of his own and picked up. He slowly caressed his mother’s hair and pushed her away from his cock, then took a walk for privacy. When he came back, he said, “I’m sorry, dear, I’ve got an emergency.” 
And just like that, their night ended. Bakugou didn’t even have any time to remind everyone he still had the body of a girl. He was in total shock. 
“Don’t worry,” his mother said as they went back to the mainland on the boat. “I’m sure he’ll turn you back tomorrow. He’s such a sweet guy. And pretty well-endowed, huh?” she said, punching him playfully. 
Bakugou tried to laugh it off. How could she not even pay attention to the fact that he was a girl? Was she insane? Had she lost her mind? Was this even his mother? 
As he lay in bed that night, it took all the self-control Bakugou had left not to touch himself. That was simply… too weird. He just pretended this was an error that would be solved very soon. 
But the next morning, even though they planned to see Augusto in the evening, his mother insisted they go back to the beach. “I can’t go like this!” Bakugou cried. “Are you crazy?”
“Don’t worry, don’t worry! We’ll get you a suit!” 
The first time he caught a proper glance of his new look was when he entered the changing room. Not only his body was different, but his face as well. So fine and feminine, with gentle curves and finer cheekbones and eyes than he ever had as a guy. And such thick and beautiful hair… 
His vanity showed, as he wished there actually was such a girl as he looked like now. I would definitely date myself I could, he thought grimly. 
Taking this as a joke was good. It sure felt better than treating it seriously.
The problem was that his mother had bought him the tiniest bikini he had ever seen. As he took off his shirt and stared at his boobs properly for the first time, he could see that they were high and perfectly round, with barely any space between them and with little pink nipples. All that the bra did was cover those nipples up and squeeze his boobs against his chest. The thong left his bubble butt perfectly revealed.
“Ahhh, you look wonderful…” said his mother.
As soon as they went back at the beach, trouble started brewing when the two black guys from the day before approached them. Bakugou feared being spotted, but his mother quickly said, “This is my daughter.” 
The guy with dreads took Bakugou’s hand and held it. “Well, aren’t you a beauty.” He twirled him around and took a look at his ample sidebook and the curvature of his feminine butt. “Hot.” He pulled on his arm a little and whispered in his ear, “Maybe we can meet without your mom, huh?” And he grinned. 
Bakugou couldn’t take this. He felt his head was about to explode. And every single time his mother mentioned him as her his mind felt so frayed. For now, it was better to just pretend to be this non-existent sister. After all, he had a girl’s body. Didn’t that… technically make him a girl?
I am a girl for now, thought Bakugou. Being a girl in a girl’s body was a lot less weird. Suddenly, a calm came over her. 
As Mr Sunglasses talked her mother up, Dreads kept trying to make small talk with Bakugou. Within minutes, he had reached out and put his hand down his soft thigh and circled with his thumb provocatively. 
Bakugou looked away, ignoring the heat in her tummy.
Half an hour later, both of them were on their chests getting massaged. Bakugou had never imagined that having some strong black hands kneading her ass could feel so good. She lay next to her mother close enough that the guys couldn’t hear what they were saying. 
“Feels good, huh?” asked Mitsuki. 
Bakugou panted in pleasure so much she couldn’t speak. “So good.” 
“You’ll see. Now that you’re a girl, you’ll understand what I meant when I said I have needs only others can satisfy.” 
“Only black men?”
Her mother giggled. “I didn’t want to make you feel bad, but since you’re a girl now… Yeah. Only they can make you feel this good. Remember that..” 
Is this what we came here for? she wanted to ask, but fell in a sea of pleasure instead and cooed aloud. Her lover had begun to caress her pussy through the thong with the back of his finger. 
As if reading her mind, Mitsuki said: “Just submit to him. It’s better that way.”
Bakugou put her head down. The guy soon got on top of her from behind, his dreads spilling down into her face. She could feel his massive cock grinding against the cheeks of her ass. Then his hand came and wrapped itself around her throat, holding her in place. 
Bakugou looked up and he came down, locking into a deep kiss. You feel amazing…
That whole day was nothing more but the two guys teasing them in just about every way they could and doing everything short of fucking them outright. They kissed them and massaged them all day long, touching and squeezing every part of their bodies as if they were their property. 
Bakugou was left desperate for more.
There was nothing wrong with this. She was a girl now. And as soon as Augusto turned her back later all these thoughts would dissipate.
That night the two of them went back to Augusto.... For the occasion, Mitsu lent her daughter one of her sluttiest tube dresses. Upon seeing the both of them in their outfits, Augusto came forwards, hugged them against his chest and grabbed their asses. “You two ready to have some fun?” 
Bakugou couldn’t quite believe that she was about to drop to her knees and suck a cock with her mother. But as soon as that wonderful big black cock came out, all thick and veiny, the reservations were quickly put aside. 
Both she and her mother worshiped at his cock, swirling their tongues in unison and sharing the monster with big smiles on their faces. Bakugou could see the fire of pride burning in her mother’s eyes as she herself gave into into her lust for black cock.
Augusto caressed both their heads and slowly pushed them against each other. His cum dripping from their extended tongues, both Bakugou and Mitsuki giggled as they came in and kissed each other deeply. 
They smashed their tits together and caught Augusto’s cock in the mix. Each fondled the other’s body, while Mitsuki released enough glycerin for the two of them to give their shared black lover the best paizuri of his life. 
Bakugou stared lovingly into her mother’s eyes as they made out, feeling the taste of that black cock coming off of her mother’s tongue and lips, knowing she was as much of a slut for it as Bakugou was becoming. 
“You’re such a whore,” Bakugou whispered breathlessly.
Her mother grinned. “As are you.” 
These were compliments.
Augusto grabbed them by the hair and yanked them apart. “Enough of that,” he said thoughtfully. Their huge tits dripped with his cum, nipples painfully erect, while the veins of his strained cock seemed about to. 
“I only have time to fuck one of you sluts, so who’s it going to be?”
Mitsuki tweaked her nipples and shivered with arousal. “Well, what kind of mother would I be if I took the spotlight?” 
Augusto grabbed Bakugou by the arm and pushed her breasts against the cold port railing, pushing her head down far enough that she could feel the cold breeze of the sea. He drove into her virgin pussy and held her down as she took her first cock. Slowly, it opened up her pussy and thrust in and out...
Mitsuki came and knelt under them, licking her daughter’s pussy and massaging Augusto’s cock as he began to dump all his cum inside the little slut that her new daughter had become.
Bakugou drooled as the black monster railed her from behind, yielding to his strong hands and magnificent thrusts. Every single one reached the depths of her pussy and sent tingles up her spine, unleashing a scorching flame in her tummy that threatened to melt her from within.
“You like that cum inside of you?” Augusto whispered. 
He’s filling me up… she thought happily. Soon enough she wouldn’t be feeling this again. She needed to enjoy every moment.
When his cock came out accidentally, Mitsuki sucked it off and repositioned it. But this time it headed straight into Bakugou’s tiny asshole, stretching it out too fast and too violently. She shrieked in pain as her mother lapped at the cum dripping from her pussy, her ear-piercing cries going floating over the surface of the water. 
“Take that, you bitch,” Augusto said. “Show your mommy how good you are.” 
Mitsuki watched her from below from admiration. How could it ever be that she had ever been a guy? Bakugou couldn’t understand. It seemed so clear to her now that she had been born to do this. That she existed only to be blacked at the pleasure of alpha males. And that her mother had wanted this for her all along…
As she reached a new climax, her mother rose and began to kiss and caress her head. “Mommy’s so proud of you Bakugou. You’re doing so well.” She let her enormous breasts spill over her daughter’s head. 
Bakugou sought the comfort of those flesh pillow and buried her head there, feeling at peace with the world surrounded by that motherly warmth as the fine and long fingers stroked her long blonde locks. 
Augusto pinched Bakugou’s erect nipples and stretched her tits back. Her screams were muffled in her mother’s hot cleavage. Meanwhile, Augusto drove his throbbing black cock to the deepest point that he could reach. 
Bakugou could feel the explosion in her insides as they were being ripped apart and convulsing in a shredding force of pure slutty pleasure.  No wonder her mother needed this. Big black cock felt amazing...
Augusto suddenly raised her up and pushed her back against his sweaty, hairy chest, impaling her down on cock. “You like that, don’t you? You little whore. From now on this will be your Quirk.” 
Bakugou bit her trembling lip and agreed. Nothing could compare to taking a big black cock. This would definitely be her Quirk… Satisfying black men in every way that she could. 
Augusto eyed her with pleasure as the tremors of own orgasm rocked the entirety of her body, his heavy black balls emptying every drop of seed into her fertile form… 
He drew her up for a kiss, and Bakugou relished the taste of the old man’s tongue invading her sweet little mouth. Every part of them became connected and one… 
Their swirling dance was interrupted by a third member. Mitsuki’s own aggressive tongue joined in on the kiss, as her body pressed against Bakugou’s. Her mother’s curvy body secreted glycerin all over, and she suddenly became sandwiched between two hot and slippery bodies, feeling herself dominated from within and without. 
I… love… this… thought Bakugou with last part of her consciousness that hadn’t given in to the endless pleasure. I… 
The last thing she could feel before she passed out was Augusto’s thick seed overflowing from her pussy, and her mother’s nipples rubbing against her own.
She awoke the next day in the hotel room, this time in her mother’s sweet and loving embrace. Her face was pressed against her mother’s huge tits, the life-giving nipples hard and rubbing against her lips. 
Still wet.
She must’ve sucked on them all night.
“Good morning, honey,” her mother said with a smile. “You had an intense night.” 
Bakugou giggled. “Very…” 
Her mother slipped very finger inside her tight pussy. Bakugou shivered and moaned. 
“You feel that too, don’t you?” asked Mitsuki. “I think our friend played a number on us. I feel both tighter and more… sensitive.”
Bakugou returned the favor and fought to push a finger in her mother’s dripping pussy. Mitsuki tilted her head back and cooed and her whole body arched in pleasure like a bow.
“That’s incredible…” her mother said with a grin. “I’m so fucking tight now.” 
They ended up fingering each other until the late afternoon, making out under the covers as if they had been lovers for years. Bakugou knew just the way to touch her mother, and Mitsuki knew every spot that drove her daughter crazy.
We are made for each other too… thought Bakugou.
That night they decided to go out into town together. They went and bought two new slutty dresses together, complimenting each other on their physiques, making sure to expose their jiggling cleavage and to leave the bottom part of their huge asses revealed. 
Not even the whores on the streets looked as depraved as they did.
As it happened, they ran into their friends from the beach again. “Well, you two are looking amazing,” said Dreads. “Why don’t we have a good time together?”
Both of them walked glued to the strong arms of their black partner, making no attempt to hide the fact that they were nothing more than cocksleeves desperate to be used by black men. They allowed the guys to touch them in public wherever they went, and giggled and cooed constantly as they felt up their hard, muscular bodies. 
They ended up taking them back to the hotel, where the guys quickly ripped their dresses off and threw them on the bed. They let two sluts cuddle and kiss, but positioned them doggystyle and spanked their pale asses red in preparation.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” said Dreads as he pushed into Bakugou’s new pussy, feeling it milking his cock and massaging every inch as he went inside. “You feel fucking amazing.” 
“This one too,” said the other guy. “Fuck, man, she’s so tight!”
Their asses spread wide, they let themselves be used like the toys that they were. Mitsuki and Bakugou only smiled knowingly and kissed, glad to know that they could make these superior black men so happy with their slutty bodies.
The guys took both their pussies and their assholes, stretching both of them out and fucking at them all night, cracking jokes with one another in Portuguese. They realized as the night went on that there were no limits to what they could do, and that they could dominate the two bitches however they wanted. 
Both Mitsuki and Bakugou were slapped around and held down like animals, tearing up and screaming in both pain and pleasure as the two cocks ripped through their tight holes broke them in like stupid little cock slaves. 
Rocked by endless orgasms, they only shivered and drooled, their bodies arching, their toes curling, their eyes thrown back into white as their minds were broken completely from the pleasure of submitting to black men. 
Bakugou suddenly found herself kissing her mother once more as both her ass and pussy raw and oozing hot seed. Mitsuki lay in a pool of seed as well.
The two embraced.. “I love you,” said Bakugou..
“I love you too, honey…” cooed Mitsuki. 
The wet sounds of the guys stroking their throbbing shafts filled their ears. They both looked up only to see their black lovers towering above them, their huge cocks getting ready to spill all over them.
They opened their mouths and pressed their faces together in excitement, like kids about to get a gift at their birthday party. 
Thick ropes of juicy black cum poured into their open mouths and over their faces, showering them in more precious seed than they could have ever dreamed of. 
“Wait a second,” one of the guys said. “Make a nice peace sign for us.” 
Mitsuki and Bakugou did as told, and heard the phones snap pictures of them. The night would be immortalized.
“Please send us those pictures too,” said Mitsuki. “I want to show my husband how well our trip is going!” 
Even as they saw Augusto for one last time on the last day of their vacation, Bakugou knew she couldn’t go back to her old life. This was her life now. This beautiful body and these wonderful cocks was who she really was. 
“Are you sure you don’t want to go back?” the old man asked.
Her mouth full with his balls, his throbbing black cock resting beautifully over her slutty teen face, Bakugou said: “Never. I was made to serve.” 
From where she rested in Augusto’s lap with her arms around his thick neck, Mitsuki said: “D’awwww!! She makes me so proud…” 
