Irresistible ( 1 ) [MHA]

Summary: Short, Thicc and packing more perversion into her little frame then a busfull of sex offenders. Minne really shouldn't find herself a match for a Innocent obessed nerd like Izuku Midoriya but accidents make strange partners and stranger perversion.

Credit: CDDC

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It had started so innocently. It really had.

Izuku was a selfless guy, a budding young hero with a heart of pure gold, according to almost everyone who knew him. Izuku himself was simply far too humble to say so and always strove to Be Better instead.

Unfortunately this humble streak sometimes led to trouble, usually because resident class asshole Bakugou Katsuki would start something. Sometimes, less often, it was someone else who started trouble. Fewer times still, it was simply bad luck.

During a routine combat exercise Izuku had been teamed up with Class 1-A's infamous ultra pervert, Minori 'Minnie' Mineta. Naturally, during the planning phase of their team-up before the mock battle was set to start, Minnie was too busy drooling over the thought of getting her hands on her opponents' sculpted, shapely bodies while she 'clumsily' applied the Capture Tape to them.

This meant that when Izuku enacted his plan to ambush the enemy team, Minori was completely out of sync with him, panicked, and wound up launching herself directly into an attack with her Quirk, Pop Off.

Ojiro was a prodigy of martial arts, which paid off in so many ways he had lost track. One of the downsides he'd never run into before was fighting someone who had such little fighting talent, or regard for their own safety, that they would throw themselves into his swing.

Furthermore, the downside of his opening move was that it was a full body flying tail spin, by the time he realized his build up momentum was too much to pull back, he could do little but watch as his shortest teammate launched herself face first into something strong enough to easily snap her neck.

"Hehehehe~" Minnie had complete and total tunnel vision, eyes locked on Ojiro's rock hard backside, completely ignoring the reason she could even see it from the front as she focused on making sure she flew straight towards him as fast as she could, her little hands twitching and groping the air already in preparation for feeling up his body!

Emerald green eyes took in the sight and a naturally and well trained analytical mind spat only one option available to him.

"Full Cowling!"

CRACK! CRUNCH!

"Ah, fuck!" Little Minnie cried as she felt the back of her head bounce off the ground, cushioned by her 'hair' enough that she would probably just wind up with a bump.

Head spinning, she took quick stock of her situation and found it to be a very enjoyable one, looking up at a green bodysuit that the person wearing it filled out very well, a pleasingly heavy body pressing down on her and wrapped around her own much smaller body.

And then Izuku rolled over off her and his arms flopped around in wholly unnatural ways. "Are you alright, Mineta-san?" He forced out through gritted teeth.

"Wah, wah wah…?" She sputtered back, watching in shock as he got his legs under him with disturbingly practiced motions and lifted himself into a standing position without the use of his clearly broken arms.

"I'm very glad you're okay but please be more careful, Ojiro-kun is a great fighter!"

"Deku-kun what the hell happened?" Minnie moved to grasp his arms out of some instinctive desire to help, or perhaps even subconsciously grope, but thought better of it and pulled back.

Her only answer was the grinding of teeth as Izuku shuffled around and his dangling arms swung harder than he was expecting, sending jolts of pain running up his spine. "Teammates protect each other, don't worry. Nurse now." He finished with a grunt, and began walking away.

Minnie watched him go, completely unsure of what to do.

She was pulled from her thoughts as Ojiro walked over and bent down to get eye level with her, his gaze serious. "You should escort him, he was injured because of you."

His tone was clinical, factual, not necessarily blaming her for her actions but not sugar coating it either.

Hackles raised as her thin skin was pierced by his words anyway, Minnie stamped her foot and fired back, "I didn't do anything, you're the one who tried to take my head off!"

He simply stood up and looked down at her, stony gaze pinning her in place. Her attempts to shrug off blame seemed to have triggered something within him as his stance grew noticeably colder. "I shall apologize to him later for the accidental blow, but the blame is yours. We're here to become heroes, icons to instill hope and safety in the masses. If you can't remember that during a fight I don't think you deserve to be here."

For once perversion and cowardice, Minnie's two modes of operation for most things, were nowhere to be found as she frowned in impotent anger. She turned on her heel hard enough to send her curvy little body jiggling in ways she normally would have boasted about, and marched after Izuku as he stumbled in the direction of Recovery Girl's office.

The height difference made itself instantly apparent, Minnie was… well, miniature compared to Izuku's fairly average height. The top of her head was about parallel to his belly button, so the sheer mechanics of trying to help him walk led her to very quickly determine that method of help was fruitless. Instead she stepped in front of him and held up a hand.

"Hold on." She commanded, probably more aggressively than she intended, but nobody had ever accused Minnie of accepting responsibility or the consequences of her actions gracefully before.

"Huh?" He blinked, "Hrk!" Only to wince as the much smaller purple themed heroine in training slapped his side with one of her hair balls each, gently pressing his arms against them. While not a perfect solution, it did keep his arms flush against his side and kept the broken bones from grinding together as much as his arms were pulled down by their own weight, now instead locked in place securely.

"T-thank you, Mineta-san." He exhaled, pain levels dropping to much more manageable levels.

"No problem." She mumbled, still brooding before she glared up at him, "And I told you to call me Minnie!"

Izuku very nearly whimpered as he moved to reach up and rub the back of his neck bashfully, only to be painfully reminded his left shoulder and right humerus did not like that idea. "S-sorry, I wasn't sure if it was a painful nickname…" He mumbled, thinking about how his own nickname had hurt so much for so long before he'd worked to take ownership over it, helped by shining beacons like the ever supportive Uraraka and the steadfast Iida.

He did whimper when he felt a hand grab his right arm and instantly stop his march. He looked down to see Minnie looking up at him with a smirk, standing proud with her hands on her hips.

"Deku-kun, I'm three and a half feet tall. Short jokes don't bother me at all, and I happen to like how cute the name Minnie sounds." She explained, reaching up to pat at the two balls on her head that even sort of looked like mouse ears, which had additional purple balls hanging from them to make a pair of sort of pig tails that descended down her back.

Her grin turned lewd and her hands began sliding up her curves. "Besides, do you think I have anything to be ashamed of these days?"

Izuku's eyes tracked her hands as his face grew steadily more crimson as his gaze roved over her uniquely builty body. Despite being, as she already pointed out, uniquely short, Minnie was wide in ways that drew the eye, even if her personality usually ruined that for most.

She possessed petite, delicate hands and feet, and her features, when not twisted into a perverted leer, were exceptionally cute. She also happened to possess thighs so thick Izuku probably couldn't have wrapped his hands around them if he tried, explosively wide hips, an ass that made any skirt she wore into a miniskirt, and breasts about half the size of her head.

If she wasn't so low to the ground Izuku was sure panty-shots would be a constant sight for those around her. And he was glad the buttons of her top had long since surrendered, because the ruined jacket missing several buttons still strained to hold in her chest while her red tie made a deep dive into the deep valley of her cleavage.

In short she was a thicc shortstack. She damn well knew it too considering at her most debased moments she had referred to herself as a 'walking fuck toy' before. The entire classe collectively decided they would never encourage that kind of thinking by acknowledging it. Thanks to that collective decision, generally speaking, Minnie's body was ignored. But this close, with her bringing intentional attention to it, Izuku found it hard to drag his eyes away.

Minnie's eyes sparkled as she got the acknowledgement she craved like a drug, a thrill running down her spine and her fat thighs trembling with desire. She didn't know why her charms had failed to gain her any male attention no matter how lewd she acted, but it looks like she found a chink in some armor!

She lowered her hand to slide up and down his leg, eventually 'innocently' wrapping her arm around the back of his leg to gently push him forward. "Come on, let's go get those arms looked at, 'brittle bones boy'." She giggled at the slightly morbid ongoing joke of just how often Izuku broke something.

"Y-yeah, yeah let's… do that…" He muttered, walking stiffly and trying very hard to focus on how close the nurse's office was, and not how his blood kept trying to go south, and how Minnie's delicate hand was caressing the inside of his leg as she 'guided' him.

He succeeded, mostly, but the second he caught sight of the familiar sight of Chiyo's office door his masterful control slipped.

Minnie froze in place as something hot and heavy pressed firmly against her hand. She looked over and her eyes shot wide open as she realized just how low on her classmates leg her hand was groping, and just what that would mean.

'He's hung like a breeding bull!' She internally squealed, her hand instantly shooting to her face where she deeply inhaled, sniffing like a bloodhound, an act Izuku thankfully ignored as he pulled ahead of her and slipped inside.

He also missed how her nostrils flared as the barest hint, the tiniest of whiff, of the most musky, masculine smell she'd ever had the damn near orgasmic pleasure of filling her nose with hit her. It wasn't a full force blow, as she remained standing, but she was instantly in need of new panties and far from too ashamed to admit it.

'I need that dick!'

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Izuku flinched as Recovery Girl sighed for the fifth time as she finished her examination and turned to him with a flat stare.

"The good news is that your left arm isn't broken at least. You have a significant amount of soft tissue damage to your deltoids and nearby muscles." She started off. "The bad news is your right humerus snapped like a twig." She, ironically, snapped at him with a building glare on her aged face.

"... Double sling?" Izuku meekly asked after hearing her assessment.

"For the fourth time this year, yes." She nearly growled at him. She considered herself to be a patient woman, but this young man was one of the most injury prone she'd ever met, and the worst part was that she could rarely fault him for any of them once she learned the situation they were gained in. After getting his explanation and viewing the security footage of the exercise she determined his injuries were minor compared to what would have happened if he hadn't taken the attack for his shorter classmate.

'Speak of the devil.' Chiyo thought as a familiar purple haired girl walked into her office, glassy eyed and stumbling slightly, surely in shock from her brush with serious injury.

"Miss Mineta!" She snapped, causing the girl to straighten instantly.

"Y-yes ma'am?" Minnie squeaked, cringing and fully expecting to get punished.

"I expect you to take care of Mr. Midoriya while he recovers." She said simply, sternly.

Minnie looked to the only other person she'd ever met that she didn't have to look up at like the woman had given her the Elixir of Life. "Yes ma'am! I can do that, I won't let him out of my sight, huehuehuehue~"

The school nurse turned away from the red faced girl as she cackled to herself perversely, focusing on the very nervous green haired boy. "Mr. Midoriya I've done what I can but I'm afraid it's going to be a long week for you."

Izuku sighed, nodding morosely.

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"So what is this thing anyway?" Minnie asked, holding a good sized box atop her head, balanced by her hands holding two of her grape balls on each side for extra grip.

"It's a machine to..." Izuku began explaining, only to trail off as his cheeks dusted pink, realizing who he was saying this to. "Dress me. It's a device to help people with injuries, or Mutation Type Quirks, get their uniforms on."

"Hehehe, lucky bot, getting all handsy with all that beef~" Minnie mumbled to herself, only to eye up the green haired boy next to her as a thought occurred. "Must be some pretty advanced technology, real specific stuff, how hard was this to get?"

He sighed, form dipping into a slump. "Recovery Girl had one specialty ordered for me because of how often I get injured. It's really specialized because it has to be really gentle. It's the only one of it's kind on campus, so please be careful with it!" He urged her with a soulful look of trust and hope.

Cunning purple eyes stared back at him atop a curling smirk. "Sure thing studmuffin~" Izuku choked at the sudden term, and then choked again as she swung her hips to the side and her fat ass smacked against his leg.

"So where do you want me to put this thing, Midoriya?"

"Just by the window please."

"Okie dokie~"

"Thank you, after that you can-"

CRASH!

He felt a cold weight hit his gut as heard the loud mechanical crack of something expensive and weighty breaking, slowly turning his head as he hoped what he feared wouldn't be true.

A smile meant to look apologetic but oozing intense smug satisfaction looked back at him, the boxy dressing machine Minnie had been holding lay crumbled and sparking like it had been stomped on as she swayed on the balls of her feet. Hands behind her back as she tilted her head down, he could have sworn he saw her smile morph into a smirk as her purple coloured head bobbed in a mockery of an apologetic bow.

"Oh no, I tripped, clumsy me~"

He'd never heard someone make such a tone before, a perfect hybrid of playful excitement and forced monotone.

He… he didn't know what to say. "I… you…" his shoulders slumped and he looked dejectedly at the remains of the dressing machine as it gave off one last spark before its flickering lights died out.

He heaved out a sigh. "What am I going to do now? It's going to take months to get another one! I… I won't be able to get dressed... or shower! I'll start looking unkempt and then people will see me and how will UA's reputationsurvivewhenIlooklikeabumandIgetintotroubleand- What about me? "

He looked up from his feet at the smallest of his classmates as his rant was interrupted. "...What"

Minne puffed out her chest, feeling a pulse of thrill roll up her spine as Izuka eyes darted down to her shapely bosom jiggling and locked themselves there seemingly despite his efforts to pull them away. "You heard the nurse, 'I am to take care of you' hehehehe~" Her hands wrung excitedly behind her back as she looked up at the paling muscled hunky dork, her mind churning with perverse ideas of what she could do. Of what he could do to her .

Her mouth was on the verge of drooling at the possibilities

"No… nonono it's fine. I'll just…. Well I could...um..." Inside his mind he rapidly flipped through metaphorical notebooks of plan after plan after plan, this was not a contingency he'd considered. Why didn't he have a plan for this?!

She took a step forward, a sweet smile dripping pure evil on her face as she swung back and forth on the soles of her tiny petite feet, "You'll do what, Midoriya-kuuuun~" She purred.

"I'll….I'll....I'll..." His jaw worked like a skipping record, gaze distant.

The tiny terror came closer, step by purposeful step, her smile growing wider as Izuka grew paler. Stepping back and back until his back finally bumped into and pressed fruitlessly against his wardrobe.

The very picture of a scared, skittish buck backed up against the wall by the starving huntress stalking closer and closer.

"You can't use your hands, You can't use the machine. You. Need. Help. Don't you, Iz~u~ku~kun." Her eyes were all but glowing with delight and victory as she stood before him, staring up at him, chest puffed out and swaying from side to side with every word, hands clasped behind her back with a smug mischievous smile.

He had no choice and they both knew it. Firmly comfortable taking full advantage of that fact, she closed the distance. Her hands reached out and pressed against his abdomen, the breath caught in both of their throats as she felt the hard, firm, juicy muscle beneath his stupid uniform as her hands traced over his stomach. She felt her heart pump and pound hot blood through her as she felt the steel hard surface of his toned chest and the sensation sent a shiver of raw wanton desire racing through her.

"Fuck... you're built like a bodybuilder..." She whimpered, eyelids drooping as hands roamed over his body and her imagination filled in what her eyes couldn't see.

She knew he was strong, she knew if he chose he could easily stop her even with his arms broken. The fact that she was gaining ground and making progress in her goal despite this was both emboldening and intoxcatingly erotic. It had always been a fantasy of hers, for a muscular hunky boy to let her feel him, simply too enthralled by her to resist in any real way. To grope his body, feeling firm powerful muscles tensing and flexing and touching such a powerful beast that could so easily overpower her.

She had never gotten the chance, angrily snarling into her pillow as the boys in her old schools passed her up for taller, more… unappreciative full figured girls like Momo or Uraraka who would blush and stammer over things as simple as eye contact and simple small talk.

She didn't hate either of them but it was…. Hard not to feel a burning envy of how easy it would be for them to do the things she had to put insane amounts of effort into.

But now. Now it was her turn.

Her roving hands told her what his irritating clothes prevented her from seeing with her naked eyes. Her hands slipped under his shirt, purring like a pleased kitten as she felt more and more of his ultra powerful body and regretting she had to clamp down on her building desire to just start tearing at his clothes.

'For now...' She internally purred.

"M-Minnie, why are you…" Izuku whimpered, his innocent nature clashing with the actions before him as his head lolled back and his chest heaved with heavy breaths. Deep down he knew, they all knew, Minnie was a degenerate, but they all did their best to ignore her worst antics in the time honored japanese tradition of ignoring something and hoping it would suffocate to death from a lack of attention. It seemed like the beast that was her libido simply festered and gained strength, now unleashed and sending pleasurable tingles up his abdomen as she sensually caressed his chest, making ever deeper expeditions underneath his shirt.

Worse was that it was as prodding something that should not be prodded, a certain inappropriate 'problem' he'd discovered about how his Quirk could play hell with his body in far more than just mangeling his hands or making him stronger and tougher.

She caught a whiff of something, the scent slammed into her brain like a Detroit Smash. 'It's sooo gooood…!' Her thoughts turned hazy as her dainty nostrils twitched and she leaned forward on her tiptoes, compelled to get closer to the source. She closed her eyelids and drove her face right into Izuku's chest and inhaled deeply, motorboating his abs lightly as she did. A puff of stream blew from Deku's clenched teeth as her tiny nose twitched, heaving in that delicious musky scent straight up her greedy nose and hitting her brain like a line of cocaine.

"Nnnnnnnggggggg~"

Her eyes snapped open and looked up at him with a look of intense adoration, lust and satisfaction as she let out the drunken purr. Like a priestess that beheld her god and drank deep of the sacred nectar given to her, it was the most wonderful gift she could have ever received. The salty musky stink of a sweaty, moist man. The scent of a hard working muscular young man was pouring through the head and heart of the depraved little minx who lived for perversion.

"Your clothes... you need to get them off now." She was panting and she didn't care, she had planned to be professional about this, lull him into a false sense of security and jump his bones in the shower, but this was too much!

She had dreamed of this kind of moment for so long and now that she was finally here… all her ideas, all the practised lines she would say or the things she had wanted to do burned away in the heat of this momentous event. She found herself barely aware of the clumsy jittery motions of her body as it reverted to sheer desperately horny instinct.

In a flash her tiny mitts were gripping, pulling and tearing at his clothes urgently as if he would die if he wore them for another second. She felt like she would certainly die if she didn't behold and sniff and taste the stern hard body hidden away from her in the next few seconds.

"Getthemoffgetthemoffgetthemoff~" The words rattled off her tongue like machine gun fire, she could feel a tingling running through her. Anticipation and eagerness rolling through her gut as a particularly forceful tug sent buttons scattering on the floor and revealing a row of juicy looking abs that only made her lust spike higher.

Urgency filled her, lust drove her. Her height hampered her efforts, somewhat, his jacket had already been taken off so all that remained was a button up white top. She was distantly proud she'd only snapped two of the six buttons off, the rest were successfully and quickly undone.

Abs exposed to her, she dove in anew, rubbing her face against his bare chest. She shuddered and whimpered as she discovered, with her adorable round cheeks, that his chest was still covered in a light layer of sweat from the walk over from the medical office. The light layer of pungent sweat stained her cheeks as she forcibly rubbed them against him, like a cat spreading its scent, only in reverse as her soft lips puckered and pressed soft loving kisses against him. Her tongue slipping out naughtily between each smooch and sweeping up another brain-bursting dollop of salty delicious sweat.

"Wait, wait, you shouldn't do that. I'm so sweaty, I probably really smell…" Izuku feebly tried to protest, always self conscious about how much his body smelled whenever he exerted himself but more to try and stop the heat spreading through him. A tingling needy sensation that was only making him hotter and his problem harder to control with every one of her soft tender kisses.

" I know~ " She replied, all but gurgling the words through her own drool as her eyes rolled in her sockets.

But it didn't take long before the desire for more overcame her. In a flash her thin, dainty fingers were fumbling with his belt, it's cold iron resistance nothing compared to the blazing fire that guided her fingers, it came free in moments and she didn't even notice as it hit the floor with a thump and rattle of metal. Her hands were already advancing on the next objective - slipping themselves into his waistband and beginning to tug it down without hesitation.

Izuka gasped, unable to truly stop her. A distant part of him knew he could easily bring up a foot and punt her four blocks away if he didn't mind shattering his leg, but he felt utterly rooted in place. He was full of apprehension and anxiety, like always, but he was also in the throes of the heady thrill of the situation, of the line they were about to cross as Minne tugged his pants down and deep deep down inside the green haired hero worshiping lad was a small oh so bad side of him that didn't want to stop. "You can't… You shouldn't...Y-you mustn't…!"

"But I want to~" Her words came out as a breathy moan, looking up at him with imploringly desire. Her panties were absolutely soaked and her heart was thundering in her chest at the suspense of the moment. Her eyes took in the sight of Deku's chest heaving in tight, deep breaths, his six pack thrusting out into her face as her hands traced down his thighs. His underwear dropped faster by the second as he shifted his hips away from the wall and his glutes stopped pressing against the horizontal surface to keep his bottoms up.

"T-they need to come off, these are dirty..." Her teeth sank into her bottom lip and she felt such a deep need inside her it sent a shudder down her spine. "These... dirty, nasty, filthy boxers need to.. to!" Her words came out clipped, broken by her heavy, heaving sniffs and pants for breath as she drank deep of his scent. "Y-you need to shower and they need to come off. Everything has to come off right NOW!"

She planted a soft kiss on his chest. She could taste his sweat on her tongue as it swept through the valley of his six pack, his musk, the build-up of months of hard training that had given the mint haired geek a body like a Greco-Roman Statue brought to glorious life - 'Thank you Midnight for that art lesson.'

Then they came to the threshold. The line of no return, another step and there would be no turning back from what they would have done.

One individual wanted to keep going and never stop with a pure, overpowering determination. To leap from the edge into the dark waters of sinful indulgence of the flesh.

The other was far more hesitant, trying to hold onto his innocence but cracking under the weight of the moment and the soft tender ministrations over tired muscle.

With a sudden rustle of cloth and stretching of elastic it came free. A huge, thick, vein riddled monster cock sprung free from his boxers and exploded into the air, a towering rod of dick meat floating above the awe-stuck face of the purple perverted shortstack as time seemed to freeze. The sheer force of it burst from confinement holding it in the air and causing a flash moment of time Minnie dearly wished she could capture on film forever, but she was certain it was at the very least seared into her memory.

The scene continued for an eternity in a moment before time resumed and gravity pulled the monument to manhood back down and it came down with a meaty SLAP upon the face of the horrendously aroused pervert. The pillar of throbbing meat thicker than her forearm came crashing down, drawing a helpless whimper from her and a deep gasp from its owner as it revealed itself to be heavy enough to make her knees quake.

"This is… I can't… I… I…" Minnie gasped hotly, completely lost for words. Truly it was less panting and more like wheezing for air as the massive shaft weighed heavily upon her face like Alexander the Great rested upon a throne, looking at a nation he saw fit to conquer next. The sheer possibilities before her were so monumental, so intense, she could do little but squirm and fidget for several long seconds.

Izuku stared down at her, almost -scratch that- actually fully disturbed by the glassy eyed look on her face, her tongue rolling out of her mouth to drip drool onto his balls. His teeth gnashed together as her hot, heavy breath brushed along his shaft slowly but surely overcame his control, which began to crack as his arousal stirred from its slumber.

At first Minnie thought her knees were simply getting tired as they began to shake more and more, only for her to realize with her one good eye the haft covering half her vision was beginning to encompass more of it, 'He wasn't all the way hard…' She thought, nippeling on her bottom lip even her inner voice reduced to an awed whisper.

The deadlock was broken as Izuku pushed away from the wall and knocked her back, accidentally briefly shoving her face fully into his sweaty balls. "We-I-showerbath-need-go-now!" He blurted in a machine gun of words, a swell of panic in his chest as he walked on the knife's edge and tried to cross before he fell.

Then the air wheezed out of his lungs, his neck rolled back and he sighed drunkenly as his eyes rolled up. Pupils quivering in his orbs as his back slammed back against the wardrobe as Minnie crammed her face deep into the soft sweaty sack with renewed vigor. She was like a tiny little linebacker trying to score a touchdown, only his 'end zone' was as deep as she could cram her face into his sack.

Wet slurping and muffled moans vibrating up the huffing mint haired man as the depraved shortstack started sucking, slurping, worshiping the beautiful fleshy orbs. Her lungs heaved and she felt fat male hormone laden droplets of sweat pouring up her nose and bursting deep inside her brain like the sweetest of treats. An intoxicating addicting aroma that made drool, every ounce of her strength pushing back against the gasping young hero as she drank deep from his body.

She had tasted the forbidden fruit of his body and now he would never be free of her. That short sly little pervert would be looking to get on his lap and more importantly getting the long thick pole in it wrapped inside her tightly clenching holes as much as possible.

Minnie stared up in at him, soft plump lips pressing against tender moist hairless meat, kissing and puckering and her mouth opening wider and wider as she sucked more and more of his left ballsack into her mouth, one of her arms drooped and then rose as her mitts cradled the other hefty sack in her fingers. Rolling thick wet scrotum in her hand, there was so much that it oozed between her petite fingers as they massaged and fondled the weighty orb like dough.

Her other arm dropped and jammed it's way into her skirt. Sly fingers slithering under the waistband and cramming deep into her sopping wet panties, naughty digits running a mile a minute over the fat, swollen nub of her clit.

Any semblance of order was flushed right out of her mind leaving only the gutter mind of a hot blooded skank more familiar to the red light districts of the world's flesh pots then a wannabe heroine now working hard between the legs of hard, powerful male body of the class nerd and worshipping his burly dick as it rose up bigger and fatter with every caress of her mouth.

Her cock starving maw opened and one heavy fleshy orb of drool soaked, sucked clean orb of nut had barely sloughed from her eager tongue before it was already hard at work again. Her pretty pink muscle rolled over stiff vein coated meat, tastebuds slurping up the fat rivulets and droplets of sweat, her cute button nose huffing in waft after waft of the addictive musky male body odor as she felt the raw heat sizzling from his hard worked manly meat.

It was so beautiful.

It was fattening in her hands, raising up like a slumbering titan as her worship roused it from slumber. It wasn't even at full mast and her fingers had long since lost the ability to wrap themselves around the firm vein-covered thickness, planting soft worshipful kisses up it's length to the true prize; the crown.

Her expression was rapturous as she gazed up at it, a unyielding smooth and rounded head bigger than her fist capping off his glorious rod. Her heart was full of such pure love and devotion that she would have gladly submitted herself to its service like some kind of a lewd mockery of a knight. As little hands worked, her lips finally brushed against his glan.

It was so fat ~

She wanted it in her mouth, His shaft was knee quakingly large and her mouth was small but she wanted it more then she had ever wanted anything in her life. Her lips pressed against his cock again in a heated kiss, tongue slithering free to taste the steady discharge of slimy liquid that was now drooling from the slit at the tip.

Her soul swooned, eyes closed as her face took on an expression of joy. She felt like a princess tasting a treat only a few got to savour. Her tongue lashed over her soft bottom lip as she savoured the hot deletectably potent taste. It tasted absolutely divine. She pressed her lips down to give it a deep smoosh like it was her lover, she heard Izuku rasp like a dying man having his soul sucked out from a succubus as she sank deep into her worshipping her new lord and master.

Her eyes opened and sparkled with joy at what she beheld, the mighty rod before her pulsed and finally reached it's fully erect status. It must have been a third of her height, an absolutely insane prospect that surely would have scared off other women.

' Lesser women. ' She thought gleefully, spitefully, proudly .

Minnie, as much as she deeply wished, didn't just force her head down as low she could manage with muscle strength and determination alone, throwing petty things like a need for air or enflamed gag reflex aside, but she came pretty close.

She 'paced' herself and simply sank down a few inches to get his entire mushroom shaped head into her mouth. Her jaw ached in a way that sent a pleasurable thrill up her spine and her cheeks bulged in a way that would have been comical in any other situation, but what really got her going was the strangled gurgle Izuku released as her tongue went absolutely wild on the spongy spot right below the frenulum, swiping back and forth and up and down and any which direction her dextrous pink tongue could manage in the tight confines it was trapped in.

A spike of worry hit her as he pulled back. It wasn't far, he couldn't get far with his back pressed against his wooden wardrobe, more of a tilting of his hips really. But her fears were quickly proven foundless as his hips reversed and began thrusting lightly into her mouth. It was barely more than an inch at a time, like he was scared, marching down an unknown route but wanted to keep going.

Light-headed and all but drunk on his scent and her own arousal, Minnie reached around his powerful legs and clutched at his hard, muscled rear. She had spent years fantasizing but now she didn't need to fantasize, didn't need to toss and turn in her bed, giggling at the thought of imaginary studs. Plunging the big floppy dildo she kept under her mattress to depraved dreams of hefty veiny cocks. Her memories of ramming hard purple plastic into her sopping wet quim as she panted and moaned to fantasy seemed so insignificant to the big stiff prick before her. She wanted this dick so badly and she wanted it inside her Now .

So she stepped it up and quickly matched his rhythm, pulling back as he did, and lurching forward as his hips gave hesitant little ventures forward. The sheer taste of more and more of his shaft sliding into her mouth and scraping against her taste buds had her on cloud nine and moaning up a storm. Her hands were on his beefy thighs so she could feel it the second he showed his own wordless appreciation for her actions in the form of mighty twitches that ran up his legs and the moans that slipped from deep inside his throat as her tongue slurped at his large juicy glan.

Urging him on by pulling tongue twisting wet maneuvers that sent shivers up the hero obsessed fanboy spine, his mouth opening and shutting as he tried to talk but couldn't get out a single word before it came out as a gurgle as the purple haired shorty took another inch of his thick throbbing shaft deeper into her depraved gullet.

Her oral passage massaged and soaked his meat pipe, Her tongue danced and swirled around his rigid girth mass with wet, sloppy noises of worship. Saliva built up as she took him deep into her throat, cheeks hollowing as she bobbed her head and spit-bubbles foamed up as her lips pulled back across soggy veiny girth.

Her tongue swept up and lashed around a bloated twitching head when suddenly Izuku tried to pull cock back out, probably to try and escape again, she mused, but that only drove Minnie to lean on her tip-toes and slurp him back down until her cute little nose smacked against his hips and she let out a muffled mewl as she felt the hardness of his body. Looking up at him in an adoringly submissive manner, her purple eyes begging him for something that he shouldn't give her.

Izuku gurgled, once more, but a genuine guttural moan was mixed in this time. Tremors ran through his body and his thighs and abs felt increasingly tight. His broken fingers twitching as he felt something boiling up inside him. Crashing through his defences and his hesitation like a rampaging villain until he just couldn't help it.

Minnie's face went utterly blank and her eyes rolled up as she didn't moan, but silently quaked in ecstasy as she felt his big cock swell up inside her. She felt it pulsating inside her throat, her tight saliva-lubed oral passage squeezing, sucking, urging him on as his fat mushroom head trembled deep down inside her before a ragged howl tore from Izuku's throat, his urethra opened up and she felt him blasting a hot spray of the biggest, thickest white load down into her guts.

Her reaction was instantaneous. The climax that had been building from the diligent efforts of her fingers suddenly rose like a tidal wave and crashed against her. She gave a soft muffled gurgle as her mouth filled before instinct kicked in and her throat began to gulp and gulp her prey's hot thick sperm down even as she silently shrieked. Her short stubby legs shook like she might collapse at any moment as she gobbled up millions of Izuku's studly swimmers to join the loads already in her soft quivering belly.

Eyes rolled upwards as her muscles seized up, a wet throat clogged sigh escaped her lips and then finally the pressure that had been building up inside finally burst. Juices burst out and gushed from between her diddling fingers as her orgasm exploded from her pussy. The flow was so copious it was like a water pipe had burst and her juices splashed onto the floor and Izuku's feet and shins as she swallowed glob after thick oozing glob of cum.

Above her, it was all Izuku could do to stay standing as it felt like every scrap of energy was being sucked out by the short little succubus whose cheeks were hollowing as she orally serviced him, noisily sucking and slurping away as his head was absolutely blanketed with the pleasure surging up from his cock; as his hesitation, his fears and anxieties melted away in the heat of his climax as he came.

He was in such a daze, breathing hard and barely aware of anything, one of his fellow classmates could have walked into the room and he wouldn't have noticed them when there were more important things to pay attention to; like his drool slathered, soggy cock slipping from Minnie's greedy mouth and throat.

She barely noticed as Izuku's knees wobbled before his legs gave out and the freshly drained broccoli haired boy collapsed back against his cabinet with a thud, a breathless sigh seeping from his lips as his chest puffed out and sank down as the young hero tried to catch his breath. His butt crashed against the floor as his bandaged wrapped hands flopped uselessly next to him while his legs slid out between the dazed shortstack's thicc-as-fuck thighs. A dazed look on his face as his climax-fried brain tried to process the multitude of new sensations he had just experienced.

Minne swayed on her legs, her mind dizzy and yet more focused then she had ever been in her entire life. There was an enraptured look on her face as she savoured the feel of Izuku's hot and heavy sperm on her tongue and filling her belly. The potent musky taste of his thick ball juice sizzling on her taste buds. The slimy substance rolled further back, burning its flavour into her mind until she swallowed and felt the heat of Izuku's seed join with the pleasant heat in her belly, a soothing warmth suffused through her body from a belly full of his genetic material.

Her eyes blinked and then rolled down to the panting man before her, who she had struck low through her oral efforts. It felt good to see him every bit as ragged as her, as out of breath. Her mouth opened and her breath came out as steam, she could smell the strong musky stink in the air and she just knew that between her thighs was stream of juices to rival Niagara falls

"Nice of you to give me a nice big snack, big boy~" She purred, "Now let's get the rest of you cleaned up."

"Y-yeah… shower…" He gasped, blinking rapidly in an effort to clear his hazy vision. His pulse was still pounding and his lower body still felt numb. He managed to shakily get himself to his knees before his lack of upper body mobility became an issue.

"Herk!" He suddenly grunted as Minnie bent down and wrapped herself tight around his chest. He watched her from above as she snatched one of her two braids off the top of her head and tossed it at her feet before lightly hopping onto it.

With a surprisingly gentle jolt of upward motion, the two were sent just far enough vertically for Izuku to get his feet underneath him and upright. Minnie, by what was surely pure coincidence, lowered herself from his torso to get another face full of his semi-flaccid cock, delighting in rubbing her cheek against it and covering her face in a gentle layer of what was mostly her own spit.

With herculean effort, she pulled herself away. "I'm going to go get you a towel, sit tight handsome." She breathed, 'walking' her fingers up the length of his shaft.

"O-okay, will do, yeah..." Izuku nodded quickly.

She nodded, and wordlessly began walking away, set on making a short trip to the linen closet a few doors down. Deviously, she didn't leave easy though, and made sure to put plenty of sway in her hips as she crossed the span of his room.

A soft satisfied purr slipped from between her plump soft cocksuckers as her efforts drew a soft needy whimper from that muscle bound stud. The raw need in his voice lit a fire in her belly and got her absolutely soaked at the thought of what was coming next. Perfect.