She is a He

"Kacchan, we need to hurry and turn the villain over to the police," I reminded my partner, it's been years since we've been working together now and sometimes things just can't be easy.

"I'm coming, let's go," he rolled his eyes and started dragging the villain behind him. We are out of erassure cuffs thanks to the craziness tonight but at least no one was hurt.

"Do you like being a man?" The villain smiled up at Kacchan and that question just put me in shock. What kind of question is that? Kacchan has only ever been a man so how would he actually know if he prefers being a man or not? But then again, what about the transgender community? They obviously know and they would have known around the time they were going through puberty but Kacchan and I are already 32 years old and-.

"Deku, shut up already! I'm not a closet trans for fucks sake stop mumbling," Kacchan's outburst snapped me out of my thoughts and I chuckled nerviously and apologized.

"Do you like being a man?" The villain asked again and this time Kacchan snarled a yes at him while the police officers were coming up with a new set of cuffs.

"Got ya," he giggled uncontrollably and I felt an urge to step back but I didn't.

"Whatever you're on they probably won't give it to you in prison," Kacchan rolled his eyes and dropped him once the police finished fastening the cuffs but when I turned back to Kacchan I yelped, the villain's giggles rising and it wasn't long before the police looked where I was too.

"What the hell is wrong now?" Kacchan asked, rubbing at his eyes but that wasn't where I was looking at the moment.

"Woah!" Both officers gasped and I glared at them.

"Look away, perverts!" I demanded and they both jumped before doing as I ordered and now Kacchan is looking at me very confused. I take off my cowl and cover Kacchan with it, confusing him more.

"How long does your quirk last and how does it stop?" I demanded but the villain just kept giggling, pissing me off. I stepped forward and the officers pretended to look away as I did. I stepped on the villain's toes, breaking at least three of them, "Answer me," I demanded, ignoring his screams of both pain and shock.

"It will last for at least a year, it won't stop before it's done," he answered only after more toes broke and I had to 'help' him back up again, dislocating his shoulder.

"A year?" I asked, my eyebrow twitching as rage coursed through me. "Do you understand why a year is bad? Fix it now," I glared at him and I smelled something rank but I ignored it. I could care less about if he peed or pooped on himself. He'll have to deal with the aftermath, not me.

"I can't!" He screamed out when my hand landed on his shoulder, probably fracturing that too. I honestly don't think that the officers are even aware that I am literally torturing a villain in front of them. The motions I am doing look far too natural and Kacchan was just watching, unable to move.

"Deku? What the hell?" Kacchan blinked several times and I groaned, I don't want to be the one to tell him. What should I do? He is going to be so pissed when he figures it out.

"He's the one that said he liked being a man! It's not my fault!" The villain shouted at me and I reached up and grabbed his upper arm to help the officers take him away and he screamed out again as I broke the bone.

"Will you give it a rest already? No matter how much you scream, you're still getting arrested!" One of the officers snapped at the guy, walking away and out of my reach. I pulled out my phone and sent a report to headquarters and Kacchan is now on medical leave for at least the next month and they assigned me to help look after him. I heard Kacchan's phone ding and he looked at it confused until he read the contents.

"What the hell is going on? Why am I being put on leave?" He snapped, turning his attention to me and I pointed at him. Again he looked down but my cowl was still covering him and he moved it and screamed. "WHAT IN THE FUCK!?!" He covered himself back up with the cowl.

"I'm calling Momo," I muttered while dialing her number. She answered easily and agreed to come to our apartment in an hour to help.

"Come on Kacchan, I'll carry you home. I don't think we can ride the bus with you like that," I coughed and he quickly shut his mouth, stopping whatever he was going to yell in defense. He probably didn't even think that far yet.

The thing was that the villain had turned Kacchan into a woman, his muscular pecs and abs were now soft, smooth skin and breasts and sadly all the fighting today had all but torn his top completely off so he was practically topless and obviously wasn't wearing a bra so...

Kacchan was now clutching my cowl over his front and I picked him up the way I usually do but now that his frame was so much smaller and his arms were around my shoulders I realized how much of a princess carry this is and I could feel my face flush a little, Kacchan is deep in his own thoughts and the fact that he is holding onto me so tightly would be fine except that he was basically pushing his breast into my face and damn, even if he were still a man that would turn me on just as much but right now I need to concentrate!

I get us home and it's not long before Momo arrives and goes into the bedroom with Kacchan to help him with clothes and teach him how to wear them and stuff. I picked up my phone and started doing some research of my own. When they were done I was wearing a kitchen apron standing behind the stove making breakfast for dinner, hiding.

"Would you like to stay for dinner?" I asked, smiling at her but she just politely declined and said something about plans with her wife at home and I nodded understanding, Kacchan walking her out while he was wearing a sundress that I couldn't take my eyes off of. Damn it, I'm only a man!

Once they rounded the corner I turned my attention back to the pancakes and quickly finished twice as many as we would actually eat, planning to put the leftovers in the fridge before Kacchan came back and my eyes were stuck, studying him again. He didn't lose any muscle mass, his bone structure did change though and where he used to be all sleek and toned muscles he now had soft plump curves. I have never been attracted to a woman before but this is killing me.

"So you're wearing a dress?" I said casually and he grunted a little peeved.

"She wouldn't make me any outfits with pants, except for a female version of my hero suit," he huffed and I nodded watching as he sat down, his breast pushed out while he sat up before he tried to hide them, failing.

"We can go to the store tomorrow if you like?" I offered, my eyes trailing along those dangerous curves. Damn, my research might have been more dangerous for me.

"Maybe in a week, I don't want to go out for a while," he groaned and I slid a plate of pancakes in front of him.

Pancakes were a bad idea. A very bad idea. He had dumped a lot of honey on them and the first bite he took had me frozen in place, honey glistening in the kitchen light on his lips and he cursed a few times when he dropped some on his breast. I put my fork down after forcing myself to finish quickly just so I could watch him fight his own body. He normally isn't a messy eater but his arms are shorter than before, actually now that I think about it I think he lost a few centimeters of height in general thanks to the quirk. At least it didn't make his hair grow out or anything, I don't think I would be able to look at him if he looked any more like Aunty than he already does.

We cleaned up and he took a shower first, thanks to the mess from dinner and when he came back out wearing an almost see through nightgown with a thong I dropped the movies I was holding and just stared.

"What?" He frowned looking down at himself again. "Ponytail said I was supposed to wear it like this!" He fumed, his hands starting to sizzle and I tried to comfort him.

"It just looks so good on you, I don't know what I should do right now," I averted my eyes, trying to respect him.

"Just act like you normally would," he huffed and my hands twitched, I can't do that. I really can't do that! Right now I want to carry him to bed and explore every single new centimeter of him and lavish it with love and affection at the same time. I want nothing to do with our usual movie night.

"I'll go take my shower," I chuckled before all but running out of the living room. My shower was ice cold and it wasn't helping a damned thing. My thoughts returning again and again to my partner and my boner won't go away, even after rubbing it out.

Kacchan is going to end me.

I finally got myself to go down after the fourth time and put on some sleeping clothes before joining him in the living room. I sat next to him on the couch and at first I was able to concentrate on the movie. We chatted a bit making our comments on the visual effects and storyline but soon we were sitting back and just enjoying the film. That is until the music started getting romantic and I couldn't help leaning forward. The couple on the TV abruptly ended the near kiss when one turned away and I huffed, cursing the director.

"What the hell! They were right there!" Kacchan cursed much more colorfully than I did but at least we agreed. They should have just kissed already!

I leaned back, irritated by the movie now but Kacchan was still engrossed and I could smell something sweet on him. I leaned a little closer to try and smell it but he suddenly turned to face me.

"What are you doing?" He looked at me oddly.

"You smell different," I averted my eyes, embarrassed that I was caught.

"Ah, Ponytail said I had to use special soaps now that I'm a woman," he sighed out before he looked at me again. "Do I smell bad?"

"NO!" I answered far too quickly and tried to cover it up. "It's just different, I was just trying to smell what it was. That's all," I rubbed the back of my neck awkwardly. How am I actually supposed to act right now? I want to cry.

"Okay, just smell it then," he looked at me confused but tilted his head away, giving me room next to his neck. I leaned closer, our bodies touching now as I inhaled, his body still having all the muscle definition he had before, was now pressed against me and now I'm horny. Again. His usual sweet caramel smell had a dash of cinnamon and maybe vanilla with it and maybe it's from dinner but I swear I smell honey.

"You smell good enough to eat," I sighed before trying to push myself away from him. He doesn't need me dragging him to bed right now, he needs patience, understanding and time. I take a deep breath after pulling away before opening my eyes again to see his blushing face.

"Fucking damn it!" He hissed before turning towards me. "Ponytail said we would talk about sex next week but I fucking want it now." He glared and I can't keep my hands off of him now. My tongue went to search for his the moment our lips touched, my hands on his waist pulling him into my lap.

"Fuck, Deku stop trying to control yourself all the fucking time, I want it too," he whispered still angry and I stand up, his legs wrapped around my hips and I carried him to our bed. The moment I let him go I'm stripping clothes off of us, our lips only parting long enough to get my shirt off and we came crashing back together again. His nightgown was pushed up, my hands enjoying how the feel of silk and his soft skin felt before I was pulling off his thong.

I trailed kisses and bites down his neck and stopped to fondle his breasts and the way he moaned out in surprise told me he liked how I gently kneaded them sucking and playing with his nipples. He moaned out my name and I moved further down, his once hard abs now softer with smooth soft skin.

And now I'm faced with something I have never had to deal with before. I could see moisture glistening between the lips and remembering what all I researched earlier I kissed and licked them, hearing Kacchan's sharp gasp of surprise above me. I slid my tongue between the lips and found him surprisingly sweet. Each lick and kiss earned me the noises from above, making me push myself deeper, finding even more of the sweet yet tart fluid waiting for me.

I lapped it up, his body jolting under me, I slid my tongue up from between the folds and until I found a little bit of flesh, a bundle of nerve endings. Kacchan called out my name and there was even more of the sweet fluid gushing out of him, his strong legs now squeezing around my head trying to pull me closer. Slick and smooth my tongue explored this new area. His body would jolt every now and again and he seemed to get more and more impatient each time he spasmed.

"Kacchan? I like this but I need more," I whisper, pulling away just enough to kiss back up to his chest. His breasts are far more sensitive now than before. I slid my pants and underwear down before I trailed back up his neck. "Are you ready?" I breathed into his ear and he nodded quickly, his chest heaving under me while he tried to catch his breath before his hands were pulling me down to meet his lips again.

Our tongues slipped and slid together, pulling and pushing our way while I used one arm to hold myself up and the other I reached down to line my shaft with him, his entrance so wet and slick he naturally coated me. I pushed in.

Kacchan gasped out, pulling away at the suddenness of it, his back arched just a little that his breasts were pushed closer to me. I took a nipple in my mouth and he gasped again, my teeth and tongue teasing the flesh in my mouth until he was pulling me in again.

I slid out again, his hot, wet walls surrounding me, pulsing, squeezing and I pushed in again. His responses were different from normal but at the same time very much the same. His nails still clawed at my back, trying to pull me in anytime I pulled away while everytime I pushed back in he was hugging me tight until I did it again. His hips met each thrust greedily and his voice sang a sweet melody of curses, praise, demands and request for more.

"I'm going to cum," I tried to warn him but instead of trying to pull away or even slow down he surged forward so that our mouths met in a wet kiss, his tongue searching mine out.

I yanked myself away pulling in gasps of air before I couldn't hold back anymore and slammed into him and pulled almost all the way out again before doing it again. His hot, wet body latched on tight until I was calling out his name, my throat going raw while I pulsed and trembled inside of him, filling him with cum. We laid there for several minutes before Kacchan started giggling, making me look at him.

"You just made me orgasm like five times and you think you can get off with just once?" He giggled before he twisted and rolled us over so he was straddling me. "I'm going to ride you until there isn't anything left," he trailed a finger down my chest, his breast bouncing in front of me and even with me still throbbing inside of him I couldn't keep my hands off. I reached up and played with them, caressing them gently while my fingers slid across his sensitive body. His powerful legs let him rise and fall back onto my shaft leaving me to try and keep him steady as best as I could.

***

"KACCHAN!" I screamed out, completely breathless and covered in sweat but he was in far worse shape than I am. His legs trembled and he wasn't even trying to use them at the moment. His face showing the look I loved best on him, the one he says should be called 'fucked just right', with a slightly dazed look in his eyes. I have no idea how many times I've cum and I don't care to try and figure it out.

I'm still not done. He feels so amazing but it just isn't the same and I think it's about time we tried the normal way. At the very least to end tonight on.

I helped him down, his legs have no strength at all to even try and climb off of me now. I held him in my arms, leaving gentle kisses on his shoulder and trailed up to his ear.

"Kacchan, can I?" I whispered in his ear not worried about trying to finish my sentence thanks to the boner pressed against his back.

"How are you even moving right now?" He was panting and his body looked completely worn out but he agreed anyway, kissing me at the same time. I reached over for the lube and I slathered on a thick layer, pushing in a finger to find him already relaxed thanks to his exhaustion. I pushed in, Kacchan laying on his stomach, moaned out and I could hear our voices dancing together in the air. The familiar feeling of his body clinging around me, sucking me in, holding me tight. I pulled out a little before thrusting back into his ass again and again, our exhausted bodies complained but didn't stop until I came.

"Kacchan, you being a woman is nice but the real you feels best," I panted, making him chuckle. I pulled him into my arms, his eyes already closed and we fell asleep. My husband is worn out and at least for now, sated.

***

"WHAT IN THE HELL?" I jumped, reflexively covering Kacchan who had started to wake up but quickly drifted back to sleep and I looked toward the bedroom door to see two heroes; Best Jeanist was the one who woke me up.

"What are you doing here?" I frowned asking him, pulling the cover up to block my husband from unwelcome eyes.

"Maybe we wouldn't have to come if you two answered your phones!" Sparky groaned, turning around to leave pulling the shocked Best Jeanist with him, probably for my living room. I stifled a groan and quickly put on some clothes and went out to find out why they are here and how they got into our apartment. Sparky was a hero that could use a little bit of electricity, he was nowhere near as powerful as Kaminari but he had an ego almost as big as Endeavor's. Too bad, I put Endeavor in his place. I can do the same to him.

"Deku?" Kacchan woke up grabbing my wrist before I could leave the room.

"Shh, go back to sleep. We have uninvited guests and I need to get rid of them still," I whispered, kissing the back of his hand.

"Hurry back," he grumbled but he let me go anyway.

"You didn't wake Dynamight up?" Best Jeanist asked, narrowing his eyes suspiciously.

"My husband is tired, and he is on leave so I think he can sleep," I answered flatly sitting in front of them, not at all happy to see them. They exchanged glances as if trying to communicate something without letting me know but I already have an idea as to what. Sparky goes out of his way to NOT know anything about me or the other heroes he was supposed to mentor, I finished memorizing his quirk and figuring out his usage and fighting style within minutes of meeting him but he never shuts up about himself. I also highly doubt Best Jeanist bothered to find out who Kacchan married a few years back, he sent a fruit basket as a wedding gift and a card saying good luck to the 'bride of Dynamight'. To say I'm less than impressed would be a very nice and a severe understatement of how I think of either of them.

"Husband?" Best Jeanist asked and I have to resist the urge to roll my eyes again.

"The quirk that turned him into a woman is only temporary. He will be a man again eventually," I said slowly as if speaking slowly will help them understand what I'm saying.

Sparky cleared his throat, "I was unaware that you were married to a man."

I glared at him, "If memory serves you, and I quote this, 'don't give a shit about your personal life.' This would be my personal life. Why are you here and how did you get in?" I changed the topic, not willing to deal with either of them.

"We found out more details about the quirk Dynamight was hit with," Best Jeanist coughed, averting his eyes and I looked down to see myself still topless, with scratches and hickeys covering me. It's not like I invited either of them to our home in the first place and I put pants on for crying out loud.

"Then spit it out!" Kacchan snapped walking in wearing a bathrobe and rubbing at his eyes before sitting in my lap and cuddling into my neck. "I said to hurry," he pouted and I grinned at him.

"Kacchan maybe a minute has gone by," I teased him but he didn't respond to the teases and instead just cuddled into my neck again. I ended up chuckling before turning my attention back to the older men in front of us and they fidgeted a good bit more than what I had assumed that they would.

"The quirk will remain in effect until he gets pregnant and then he will have to deal with almost yearly transformations, one month at a time, roughly five times," Best Jeanist averted his eyes. "I remembered that he was married but I thought... I thought he was married to a woman so I brought information about sperm banks." He put a folder on the table but didn't bother to open it. Kacchan leaned forward, picked up the folder and dropped it into the wastebasket.

"Anything else?" Kacchan grumbled, still irritated.

"The quirk doesn't only affect you, it will make anyone you have ever had a sexual relationship with come to you and... You get the idea. So I need to know who many people I need to put on guard outside your apartment," Best Jeanist finally got to the point.

"None," Kacchan answered before looking back up. "Are you finally done?"

"None?" Sparky asked, flabbergasted. "Look here Dynamight! The people who come because of this will only want to touch you because they are affected by the quirk if you take advantage of that then it is rape!"

"No, you look here! The only lover I need or want is my husband and he is also the only one who could be affected. I don't know what kind of perverted bastard you think I am but I'm not! I have never once cheated on Deku so who in the fuck else could there be?" Kacchan was screaming at Sparky but I just smiled, making sure his robe stayed closed while he snapped at the arrogant bastard. Best Jeanist had turned his attention to me while Kacchan told Sparky exactly what all he could shove up his ass.

"How long have you two been together? I don't think I ever heard," Best Jeanist ignored Kacchan and our coworker to ask me.

"We've been together our whole lives but if you mean how long have we been dating then we were 16 when we first got together," I answered with a smile.

"So you're highschool sweethearts, then I would be concerned if there were others that showed up," Best Jeanist nodded, seemingly satisfied with the answer.

"I don't understand how that's any of your business but yes. We have worked hard to be together and I don't appreciate you two breaking into our home and barging into our bedroom. I will be going to HR about this," I kept my smile but it was pretty clear that it was forced.

Best Jeanist cleared his throat before nodding again. "That's understandable, we should get going now, by the way you're both on quirk leave until he gets pregnant. I'll fill out the correct paperwork, of course Dynamight will remain on medical leave through his pregnancy." He stood up grabbing Sparky by his collar and dragging him behind him and back to our front door. "Oh and the hero agency contacted the building manager and he let us in. Your door isn't broken or anything."

When they were finally gone Kacchan was still cursing but it was decided that we were going to move. No more landlords, that's for sure.

"If we are going to have kids we better get a big ass house so that our parents can watch them while we are working. It will work out better that way anyway," Kacchan rolled his eyes, smirking at me and I picked him up, kissing him in the process.

"If I didn't know any better I would think that you planned this," I teased him. We had been through years of paperwork and waiting lists to adopt a baby but because of our profession we were always denied or skipped over for a 'better suited' couple. More like a straight couple.

"No, if I could have we wouldn't have had to deal with the bullshit for this long," he frowned, grumbling. The irony of the whole situation was that if we already had a kid we could have been approved far earlier. Isn't that twisted?

"Let's see how creative we can get with it," I laid him back down on our bed and he started chuckling when I saw what he was wearing under the robe.

Nothing.

Nothing at all.

"Thanks for the meal," I licked my lips before going down again.

***

"Damn it all! Deku get your ass over here!" Kacchan demanded through my headset and his tone was different from normal. Wait. No! Already?

My eyes widened in shock and I knocked out the villain I was fighting and threw him toward the police, not bothering to wait for them to come to get him before taking off towards Kacchan. There is no way! Not already, we should have at least another month!

I landed where several of our friends were gathered around, seeing Kacchan's ash blond hair in the middle and they parted to show me Kacchan's slightly smaller female form, clutching at his hero suit to keep it from falling off of him. He lost quite a bit of weight after having Ren, far more than when we had Hiro or Gin and it definitely showed now that he had more curves than definition.

"I thought we had another month!" I quickly took off my cowl and gave it to him, none of our friends had anything like it to give him so they were blocking him from view with their bodies instead.

"SO DID I!" He yelled, already feeling moody from the transformation.

"You have this?" I looked at our friends while motioning to the crime scene. We learned the second time around that we should never be anywhere near villains when he changes. Either into a man or a woman. Because the side effects are not just for when he turns into a woman. We will practically attack each other regardless of where we were after a short while. We learned the hard way while out shopping and Kacchan suddenly turned back into a man. A villain had tried to rob the register while we were there... Not pretty.

Kiri and Shoto still avert their eyes since we had Gin. They had to take the kids to our house while we basically stole theirs, which was close by, for the night. I mean it was a guest room but that is besides the point.

"Go, please," Kiri chuckled dryly, we also may have broken the bed in their guest room. Mistakes were made, what can I say? I mean we replaced it. The bed I mean.

We left and we jumped in through the attic window letting our parents know by doing it that we were not appropriate. The fact that we now have a standard just for this is unreal.

"You better give us a girl this time, I'm not doing this a fifth time," Kacchan growled seductively in my ear, the blood in my body already rushing through me as desire took hold of me.

"Can't disappoint now can I?" I stripped him of his clothes and the rest of the month turned into a blur of moans, screams and a lot of sweat.

***

"Daddy! They won't play with me," one of our youngest came running in and not for the first time. I wonder what we were thinking when we decided four kids was the right amount, we ended up with five.

"Boys get your asses in here!" Kacchan yelled and I could hear a collective groan from down the hall and sniffling in the hallway.

"But she keeps trying to put dresses on our heroes!" Gin pouted, crossing his arms. Hiro came in still holding a book and Ren just looked at his younger sister and held out his hand.

"I don't like dolls but can we play doctors?" Ren held up the little toy stethoscope and the teddy bear that had been his patient. Out of all five of our kids only Gin, he is 7, wanted to be a hero and his fire breathing was more than strong enough to get him there. Hiro wanted to design buildings, he is only 9 and his quirk is moving materials with his mind, no matter how heavy. While little Ren wants to be a doctor, he is 5 and he is already checking out biology books for us to read to him at bed time instead of picture books. I really don't know which one of them is actually smarter but Gin is not the most hard headed. No, that title belongs to one of our little princesses.

"Rose, we've talked about this. You can dress up your dolls and action figures but not the boys'," I sighed rubbing at my temple turning to my 3 year old little girl that came in to complain. Rose's quirk only just came in, she got hers really early compared to most kids and it wasn't weak either. She could sweat any chemical that she can understand the basic characteristics of. Like her Grandma's that keeps her looking young or her mother's nitroglycerin but she has to manually set it off with a spark or flame.

I've heard her talking to Aunty about chemicals in general and there has been a time or two that I've had to call a friend in the chemical engineering department just to make sure our little princess wasn't about to blow us all up. There have been a few close calls already. She is only 3, we have chemical fire extinguishers in every single room of the house.

"But Daddy! They said that we could all play together if I could turn Midnight's hair blue!" She held up the action figure that I know for a fact belonged to Gin and sure enough Midnight had blue hair now. Very bright blue hair.

I turned to look at Gin who immediately tried to defend himself, "Yeah I said it but I didn't say to put them all in dresses!"

"Hiro, what have you been doing?" I asked when Kacchan took over for Gin and Rose while Ren just walked away, bored.

"I'm trying to merge traditional Japanese temple architecture with gothic cathedral spires and gargoyles to create a spooky haunted theme park house. There is a contest at school and I think I have a real shot at it!" Hiro looked up, his eyes shining in his excitement, making me smile. I ended up unlocking the tablet so he could look up more traditional designs of each so that he had more to work with. By the end of it all, Kacchan managed to get Gin and Rose to play together and I could hear them talking about Rose dressing the victims and villains and a couple heroes.

Hinata, Rose's twin, had been crying because of the fighting and was quickly pacified when they agreed to play together without fighting anymore. A few hugs were all she really wanted but then she ran off to play doctors with her brother. She still doesn't have her quirk but again Rose got her's early. She also hasn't expressed what she wanted to do when she grew up yet and that's okay.

Kacchan stood up stretching and I flopped back on our bed. I am not ready to get up for the day yet. It's our day off but we only got home a few hours ago. I looked up to see Kacchan on his phone, topless walking to the bedroom door.

"Hiro, help your brothers and sisters get ready. Your grandmothers will be here soon to take you all to the pool," he called out and I could hear them all getting excited as they ran through the halls yelling to get whatever odds and ends until suddenly there was silence.

I opened my eyes again to see Kacchan locking our bedroom door before turning back to me, his thick strong muscles easy to see in the morning light, the stretch marks from carrying our five babies are like silver tiger stripes, beautiful and dangerous and I love them.

He climbed back into bed but before he could roll over and bury himself under the covers again I climbed over him, kissing the marks. I could hear him chuckle at my silliness but all the same I couldn't pull away. I love when he walks around topless and so do the kids. Gin thinks they are battle scars while Rose thought they were actually like tiger stripes. I can't bring myself to correct them. But now isn't the time to think about that!

I slid a hand from his sensitive but strong abs and up to one of his pecs and I heard him gasp like he was surprised. I pulled away and looked up just in time to see him change into a woman.

He looked down at himself and cursed, we really thought this was over because up until now he would change a year after our youngest was weaned from the breast and that was last year.

"Please tell me that you are already done with the surgery and everything?" Kacchan practically moaned and it's only now that I remember that I was teasing one of his breasts and I forced myself to let him go while I still could.

"I still have one more check up in a month, there is still a 10% chance it failed," I answered hoping he wasn't going to try and push me away. He had picked up his phone and quickly texted and it wasn't long before it chimed and I saw an answer from Mom and another from work showing that they were putting us on quirk leave.

"Fuck it, I can live with 10 percent. If I get pregnant then it's just as much your fault!" He narrowed his eyes glaring at me and suddenly I am hoping for the 10 percent chance that I could put another baby in him.

"Maybe another girl," I teased and he chuckled before I kissed him and there was no more holding back. I pushed into his wet center and we were both moaning out.

***

Rose and Hinata are 8 now and little Aiko just turned 4. My surgery to stop having kids had failed and I had to get another one done to correct it. It's already been verified that it succeeded this time and as if it needed a test, Kacchan turned into a woman again last year and for the first time since this quirk first happened I didn't get him pregnant.

In fact he just turned back into a man. Finally, I swear this time took longer than last year, I cuddled up to him, gently sliding a hand up and down his sides making him smile before he could even wake up.

"Deku?" He smiled up at me, letting me kiss him. I reached between his legs, he flinched not realizing until now that he was a man again. I kissed him on his shoulder again, before leading a trail of kisses up his neck.

"Oh, Kacchan?" I crooned near his ear, I felt him shiver in my arms and I reached over to get a bottle of lube and put a heavy, thick layer on him. "Oh Kacchan?" I repeated, giggling a little in my excitement.

"Do it," he hissed, my fingers already gently pumping in and out of him. I pulled them out, slathering plenty of lube on me and pushed inside of him, his thick walls squeezing me, pulling me in.

"Yes!" We both moaned out, freezing only for those few moments before I was lost in his beautiful body. The way his thick strong muscles flexed under me and how his voice called out to me were really the only things I could focus on enough to pull away for only a second and then only to kiss his tiger stripes.

"God, I love you," Kacchan kissed and bit my earlobe making it impossible to ignore.

"I love you more than life," I answered and you know what? I should really figure out where to send a thank you note to that villain all those years ago. Six kids after years of being told no.

The End.