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Deku's Reign of Smutty Goodness: Ch. 1 - A Pint-Sized Hacker (Deku/La Brava)
🕑 Added 2025-08-24 04:16:38 +0000 UTCThis was a commissioned story by Fanfiction Lover! It revolves around Izuku Midoriya and Manami Aiba! The commissioner may add more chapters in the future. Cheers!
STORY START:
Izuku Midorya had everything he wanted. Everything!
He had accomplished the impossible. Ever since his tutelage under All Might, he had grown by leaps and bounds.
Deku poured blood, sweat, and tears into achieving everything he had. He clawed and scraped his way to the top, overshadowing his classmates.
He went from being the quirkless loser to the number one hero. He did it in the end.
The green-haired hero had expected to give up his quirk, One For All, in his final fight with All for One. It was something he came to terms with and mentally prepared for.
However, unexpectedly, he kept his power. His quirk didn't wash away or disappear.
Deku had expected it to fade away since he pushed his body so far, but he was more durable than expected. In return, he kept his famed ability.
Now, at eighteen years old, he was the Symbol of Peace. He was the one who brought hope into the hearts of civilians everywhere.
Izuku had truly lived up to every aspect of All Might's expectations. It was a daunting task, but one that he achieved.
Nothing was wrong!
...except for the fact that he wasn't married. He didn't even have a girlfriend.
Or a fuck buddy. Or a hookup. Or a friend with benefits.
Deku had no sexual output. It was frustrating, but there wasn't much he could do about it.
He was too busy on a day-to-day basis. His responsibilities left little room to have a personal relationship.
Such as the times he was called away to deal with a villain.
Or when he had to help prevent a natural disaster.
Or when he was called to give speeches at U.A. High, mentoring the next generations of students.
Safe to say, the Number 1 Hero was just as busy as his predecessor.
With his newfound money, Deku decided to rent an apartment on the higher end of Japan's neighborhoods. The wide one-bedroom apartment more than accommodated everything he needed.
It was a quiet, gated community.
He didn't have neighbors and was also located on the first floor, making it a double-win for him.
Now, at 10 PM, Deku sighed in relief as he plopped down at his kitchen table. He had just finished pouring himself a bowl of cereal.
"Man...I'm beat. This was a busy week," He muttered to himself, deciding to scroll through social media as he mindlessly crunched on the oats. "I don't know how you did this for years, Toshinori-sensei."
He had changed after becoming an adult. A sharp jawline complemented the four freckles on each cheek. Dark green orbs gleamed with exhaustion.
His short, messy green hair started to touch the middle of his ears. It remained in his signature hairstyle, with each lock overlapping the other.
A growth spurt had hit him a year ago, making him 6'0. His body looked to be chiseled from stone, pulsing with powerful tendons.
His muscle groups were defined. His abs were visible through his shirt.
Overall, he had transformed into his dream body. All those training sessions and battles paid off in the end.
Scrolling further down his phone, Deku frowned as he read a few comments on his latest post. It was a derailed bullet train he managed to catch with his bare hands.
BlueisYou: "What a hottie! Japan's Number 1 Hero is looking better than All Might ever did!"
WingsandDings (Replying to BlueisYou): "What? Are you serious? He's only been the Number 1 Hero for a while! All Might did it for decades!"
SingingChipmunk: "Hey! Give him some credit! He's still a young man and has to deal with the pressures of the world! Not even All Might became Number 1 so young!"
Izuku smiled while munching another mouthful of cereal. It was nice to see someone defending him for once instead of questioning his qualifications.
Sure, he might be young, but he tried his best. He dedicated his life to this craft; the least they could do was be on his side!
VelvetGhost: "He's good, no doubt about that, but he's inexperienced! I don't think All Might should've given him the reins so early!"
Mossymuse (Replying to VelvetGhost): "Annd? If All Might trusts him, then so do I! Don't forget he helped defeat All For One back then!"
WumboJumbo: "Well...if we're being technical...he did have a lot of help in taking down that lunatic. Just saying!"
Izuku groaned, finding the conversation to be tiring. Even when he did good, they tried to downplay his accomplishments. It felt like nothing was ever good enough in the court of public opinion.
This was a level of pressure that All Might didn't have to worry about so much back then. As a result, Deku didn't have any media training to help.
People either liked him or they didn't. He was starting to accept that.
Halo_sunset: "Forget all that junk! I'm trying to find his personal account so I can stalk him! Rumor has it that he's still single! The guy never got married!"
Cloudsy: "SINGLE?! NO FUCKING WAY?!"
nocturnex: "Girll, give me some of that. I wouldn't mind rocking that man's world!"
Mir_acle: "I thought he was in some secret relationship! Does this mean I HAVE A CHANCE?!"
Quantumwaffle: "Poor guy, he just needs a tight cunt to unload into. I've been on dry spells before, and oh boy, they are not fun."
EchoNovaZero (Replying to Quantumwaffle): "I guess the guy is more isolated than I thought. That must suck. He seems like a chill dude, hope he gets a lucky lady."
Izuku winced as the comments were flooded with similar sentiments.
The same four words floated around his head.
Unmarried.
Single.
Alone.
Isolated.
They were all reminders that he didn't have that special someone. It was getting frustrating for the young adult.
The worst part was that his hand wasn't cutting it anymore. Just like any other hot-blooded male, Deku had a healthy libido. Jerking off wasn't the same as reaming a cunt.
His sexual appetite was sated for now, but it was growing. He was a bull that couldn't relieve himself properly.
With an annoyed boner and frown, Izuku decided to stop scrolling for the night.
It was another hour of jerking off, sleeping, and heading out.
Rinse. And. Repeat.
...
A few days of sleeping alone and going to work passed by. Deku continued on with his responsibilities, living in this dull life he thought he always wanted.
Putting away more villains.
Protecting civilians.
He did it all.
That was until he got a visitor at his front door one day. Someone he had never expected.
Someone who would change his life forever.
Tap! Tap! Tap!
"Hmm?" Deku tilted his head while pausing his movements. He was just about to pour himself a glass of water.
Walking over to his front door, the Pro Hero looked through his peephole.
He didn't see anybody.
Confused, Deku decided to open the door.
He didn't see anyone at first, until he shifted his eyes downward. They were so short, the peephole didn't catch them.
Standing outside was none other than Manami Aiba, otherwise known as La Brava. The former villain who turned to the side of good.
The short woman had a narrow body. There were black rings around her eyes, while the pupils were pink and oval-shaped.
She had raspberry pink hair that flowed to her hips, styled into two high pigtails. Her fair skin tone shone under the sun's rays.
Her clothing consisted of dark tights under gray pants, black boots, white gloves, an indigo shirt, and a white ribbon around her neck. It was her usual attire.
He hadn't seen her in a long time, but she didn't change a bit.
"Manami! What's up!?" Deku offered a friendly smile, unsure of what made the woman appear.
He hadn't had much interaction with her recently, so they're must've been a good reason she was here.
That's when the man's mind ran with various possibilities.
Is she being tracked down by a gang?
Are there villains who were spited by her change, aiming to take her down?
Was she here to help pay off a debt?
Maybe she even-
"Deku, thank goodness I found you," She began, the tired rings around her eyes looking deeper than usual, "I'm sorry for the random visit, but I knew I could confide in you."
"La Brava, it's been a while," Deku nodded with a short grin, "If you don't mind me asking, how did you find me?"
"Well...I might've hacked into a few security systems until I got an identification," La Brava mumbled, looking sheepish and embarrassed.
"Okay, so what's going on?" The Pro Hero blinked, not feeling disturbed. He could tell she didn't do it with nefarious intentions.
"I came by to ask if I...could stay with you," She mumbled under her breath, "...I've been having trouble living alone, and it's getting to me. If you don't want me to, then I completely understand-"
"Yeah, of course," Deku nodded while holding up the front door. "That's fine with me."
"Are you...sure? You don't find it weird that I hacked local cameras to find you?" Manami hesitated, her introverted attitude coming full force. She began rubbing her arm in a nervous manner.
"Yeah, I promise, it's fine," Deku waved off. He knew the woman was incredibly introverted, rarely able to express herself.
She just wanted to be with someone she trusted.
"La Brava must've gone outside her comfort zone to track me down," Deku reasoned, empathy filling his body. He didn't want to turn away someone in need, even if they happened to be ex-opponents.
Plus, weirder things had happened in his life.
The woman nodded her thanks, a gentle smile spreading across her face, "Thank you, you don't know how much this means to me. It's just since Gentle's death...I didn't know who else to turn to. I don't like living alone..."
Gentle, otherwise known as Danjuro Tobita, had perished in the All For One battle. He was one of many brave people who didn't survive the final clash.
The man had been an unfortunate casualty who was mourned. Even now, two years later, Deku remembered him for who he was in those final moments.
That left his sidekick, Manami Abi, alone. With no one left and only being comfortable around Deku, she decided to search for him. The two had warmed up shortly before Gentle's passing.
Thankfully, due to the hero's good nature, he accepted without issue. He was never against helping someone.
The twenty-three-year-old woman felt embarrassed, but it was the truth. She wanted to be around someone like Izuku, who always carried a warmth with him.
"Come inside," The Number 1 Hero offered while standing to the side. He had just returned from his heroic duties, so he was looking to relax for the evening.
Manami nodded, walking inside with small steps. Her pig tails bobbed as she trekked, her pupils absorbing everything.
She glanced around the living area, stars in her eyes. Izuka noticed and tried to hide his prideful smile.
He kept good care of his living space. Something that his Mother pounded into his head.
"Wow! You have a great place!" La Brava announced with a grin. "It's way bigger than where I live!"
"Yeah, it's pretty nice," Deku chuckled while closing the door. "Since you'll be staying here for a while, feel free to help yourself. Anything in the kitchen is fair game."
He would likely have to buy more groceries than usual, but that was fine for the man. He made a ton of money now as the highest-rated hero.
"Thank you!" The woman responded with a clasp of her hands. She was incredibly happy that everything went smoothly.
Deku went to retrieve the air mattress he had in storage. The hero planned to have La Brava sleep on it since it was a step up from his couch.
They still had to work out the details of how long she wanted to stay, but that could come later.
"All Might would've done the same..." Deku reasoned with a nod. He slowly pumped the air mattress full as Manami watched from the side. "It's a hero's duty to be there for everyone, including ex-villains."
At least this living situation would liven up his normally quiet apartment. That would be a plus.
For Manami, it was an escape from loneliness.
For Deku, it was to help someone he saw in need.
Neither knew how this relationship would turn out.
...
The first few weeks of Manami living with him were more pleasant than expected. They even traded their real names after a while.
Manami wasn't sitting around uselessly all day. The woman made him breakfast every morning, did the chores, and even cleaned when she could.
His trash? Thrown out.
His dishes? Washed.
His floors? Swept and mopped.
Even small things made Deku's mood brighten. He would enter his front door and be welcomed by the short woman, almost greeting him like he was her husband.
The days of eating stale cereal were gone. Instead, he was served full-course meals and desserts. The ex-villian had a knack for cooking it seemed.
It was like having...a housewife if he was being honest.
Deku never stayed for long as he had a flurry of responsibilities, but it was nice to have someone do those things when he was too tired to do so himself.
When his body ached and his spirit was tired, La Brava was already drawing a bath for him.
When he wanted to relax on the couch and watch TV, La Brava had the remote ready.
She had even offered her expertise in hacking for HIM! The ex-villian was willing to be his 'ears' so to speak by typing away on a computer. Deku had yet to take her up on the offer, but it was very tempting for him.
However, there was one thing Deku couldn't handle. Despite all of Manami's amazing traits, she had one glaring fault.
She wandered the home in a thong. Only a thong. A red, lacy piece of fabric that dug up her ass cheeks.
Her womanly hips, flat tummy, creamy thighs, and firm ass made Deku horny. She had cute, button nipples that were hard enough to cut diamonds.
The globs of fat on her chest were a solid D-cup. Much bigger than most would've assumed, given her short stature. They jiggled as she did the chores, tempting the Pro Hero every single day.
The worst part was that La Brava didn't notice what was wrong. She genuinely welcomed him home in a warm manner, being tits out each day. It seemed she got very comfortable living with him.
Being introverted for so long had made the woman oblivious to normal customs.
Deku jerked off violently most nights, imagining himself deep in the woman's guts.
Now, the Pro Hero was lying back on his couch with a groan. His tired eyes scanned the TV as he flipped through the channels.
"Boring...boring...boring..." Izuku sighed as nothing garnered his interest. He continued to click away at the remote, his eyes feeling heavy from the workload he had that day.
Just then, he caught Manami from the corner of his eye. The woman was humming softly to herself, sweeping the floors with a broom in her hands.
"Dammit, Manami..." Deku bit the inside of his cheek, trying to look interested in the TV, "...you're teasing the shit out of me!"
He sneaked a few glances at the raspberry-haired woman, shifting his legs as a boner popped in his pants. She was the epitome of a plump beauty, focused on her little song.
The way her fair skin glistened under the light made it look silky smooth. Her soft eyes and plump ass were a dangerous combination that was slowly breaking down Deku's walls.
The TV was completely out of his mind by this point. He was solely focused on the near-naked woman.
"Hmm-hmm..." Manami mumbled to herself as she swept a few more strands of hair off the floor. She pushed it into a dustpan before walking through Deku's line of sight. "Sorry to interuppt! It'll only take me a moment!"
La Brava knelt to grab a few pieces of lint, tossing them into the dustpan.
Deku angled his eyes upward, trying not to get caught. He couldn't control himself as the thong dug deeper into the crack of her ass.
It made her look sexy.
"So much lint! Hmmph!" Manami huffed in frustration. After grabbing it all, she nodded in satisfaction.
The woman didn't want to be seen as some burden, so she did everything she could to keep the place tidy. Deku was being very generous already; she didn't want to take advantage of it.
Just as she was about to walk away with the broom and dustpan, Manami paused. She noticed something from her peripheral vision.
"Is Deku...hard?"
She could see the throbbing mass under his pants, begging to be released. It was an impressive feat as it was under multiple layers of clothing, and yet, she could see its thick form.
He was being a gentleman by avoiding his eyes, but his body was more than honest.
He found her attractive.
Most people didn't like her because she had dwarfism. Her meager height of 3'7 turned many people away, not even bothering with her.
Besides Gentle, most men didn't bat an eye. It was another reason she wore whatever she wanted so freely. It had been so long since a man lusted after her, Manami forgot what it felt like.
But here and now, the Number 1 Hero in Japan was yearning for her. The person who could've had anybody in the world decided to lust after her. The ex-villian felt flattered that she could draw such a reaction from him.
He was craving her.
He was yearning for her.
And he was hard for her.
Manami liked that.
Walking over, La Brava stopped on a dime beside the green-haired hero. Even in his seated position, she had to lean up to whisper into his ear.
"I'm yours for the taking, anytime," Manami purred in a husky tone, fluttering her eyes, "...That cock seems to be begging for a treat, don't deny it."
With a sway of her hips, the ex-villian smirked to herself on a job well done. She headed to sweep the other rooms, but the satisfaction never left her heart.
A part of it was because she had a genuine desire to be with the man, and another was because he was so kind. It was a nice way to pay him back for staying with him, even if he never asked for it.
Deku took a few minutes to collect himself, trying to control the blush on his face.
The sounds of sweeping down the hall made his cock pulse, images of Manami's form flashing in his head.
He had tried, truly, to control his urges. To fight back every ounce of desire that wanted to tear into her cunt.
Now, the woman had given him full permission to use her whenever he wanted. That was like giving a starving man a full buffet.
He hadn't had sex in so long. He hadn't had the feel of a tight pussy around his cock in ages, only his hand.
This minx had made his pent-up urges and coiled sexual appetite break free. She was giving him an outlet to relieve himself.
Manami had just poked the bear with her teasing.
And Deku was going to show her why that wasn't a good idea.
...
A few days had passed since Manami made her tempting promise.
So far, nothing had changed. She still did her daily duties while Deku worked tirelessly.
It made her slightly disappointed as she wanted to be ravished by the handsome man, but she decided to push that out of her head for now.
Currently, the ex-villain was in the process of making a sandwich. She had the ingredients sprawled out across the counter, putting them together one by one.
Just as she grabbed the mustard, Manami felt a presence behind her. She craned her neck to the side.
"Hey Deku-"
He didn't even say a word. All she felt was his calloused fingers pulling her thong to the side.
Then, he knelt.
Her pink hole was immediately assaulted with his warm tongue.
"W-what is-urgh! Oh~!" Manami moaned, gripping the kitchen counter in a white-knuckle grip. Her cunt walls were penetrated by his eager tongue, feeling is wiggle around in rapid movements.
Slurp~!
Slurp~!
Slurp~!
"You shavedd, dindntt youu?" Deku slurred while lapping away at the woman's folds.
Biting her lip, Manami gave a shaky nod. "I-I was hoping you'd orghh~-take me! I-I wanted to be nngh~-ah! S-shaved!"
"Shutpid shlut," Deku spoke while neck deep, spreading her ass cheeks to get a better angle, "Fuckingg theashing mee likee thish!"
Her juices were sweet as they landed on his tongue. The Pro Hero ran his tongue up and down her clean labia folds, enjoying the way her legs twitched with each second.
She accidentally tossed the mustard aside, forgetting completely about her sandwich.
Slurp~!
Slurp~!
Slurp~!
"N-NO! T-That's a d-dirty hole!" Manami squealed, trying to clench her ass cheeks together. Unfortunately, Deku's unparalleled strength kept them pried open.
He had switched from her womanhood to her backdoor, his tongue flattening along her winking anus. The rimjob was making her body quake with violent waves of pleasure.
"Shuttup," Deku slurped while attacking both holes. He squinted his eyes as juices dripped down his freckled face, "I'm off thish wholee week, sho get readyy forr a LOT ofh fun!"
Manami gasped as his tongue reached deeper, her hand slipping on the kitchen counter. A sea of ingredients and condiments flew around, but neither cared for that at the moment.
She had offered herself up as free use, and Deku was holding her to that promise.
"D-Deku! I'm hmmn~-sensitive!" Manami warned with a flushed face, her tits heaving, "Your tongue is s-so deep!"
Smirking, Izuku sucked on her labia folds. He was going to enjoy this slut's body.
Suddenly, Manami shivered as Deku removed his face. The woman glanced back with a cute pout, wondering if they were finished already.
Instead, she caught a glorious sight. The hero grabbed his waist, unbuckling his belt.
It clattered against the ground, the sound of steel reverberating through the air. He yanked down both his pants and underwear in one movement.
"Oh yeah, that feels good," Deku stroked himself with a large smile, ignoring the femcum trailing down his jawline.
There, attached to his hip, was the fattest cock Manami had ever seen.
It sprang up at 10 inches, matching his skin tone. The prick was two inches wide with throbbing veins, a leathery sack, and a leaking mushroom tip. Even Deku's hand, which was large, looked small while pulling the foreskin.
It was going to absolutely ruin her. This was the sound of a fresh, strong, healthy, virile bull behind her.
La Brava spread her legs apart on instinct. Trails of saliva and discharge ran down her legs.
Grunting in effort, Deku grabbed one hand and placed it on the back of Manami's head. Digging his fingers into her red locks, he shoved her face down on the kitchen counter.
"Grab your panties, I don't want them getting in the way."
His voice, normally soft and assuring, sounded so different. It was commanding, full of authority and lust.
Doing as told, Manami reached a hand between her legs and pulled her underwear aside.
She felt the cool surface of the counter smash against her face. It excited her to know this man was going to be rough.
Jerking himself off a few more times, Deku finally adjusted himself behind her. His glands pressed softly against the small slit, a squelching noise ringing out.
His towering 6'0 frame overshadowed Manami's 3'7. He was like a pillar of strength, reminding her that she belonged under him.
"Mf! Mmn!" La Brava huffed, her fingers curling around the lacy fabric. "B-Be gentle! You're way too big for-MEEEEEE~!"
SQUELCH~!
Deku slammed as much meat as he could in one thrust. He groaned loudly, keeping one hand behind her head and the other around her petite waist.
She was tight.
Very tight.
SQUELCH~!
SQUELCH~!
SQUELCH~!
Deku didn't give time for Manami time to adjust. He didn't care if she passed out or moaned; he just cared about getting his nut off.
If she wanted to be treated like some cum rag, then he would oblige her.
Around 6 inches of meat instantly sheathed itself inside Manami's tight snatch. It stretched her labia folds, the cock veins pulsing wildly against her inner walls.
The petals flexed and gushed in protest, doing their best to squeeze out the invader.
Deku found it pleasurable; it was like a living fleshlight.
"Take. This. DICK!" Izuku roared with a grunt, pushing her head further into the counter. He could feel her dainty fingers scrape by his cock as he slammed inside. "You fucking bitch! Teasing me like this! Getting me pent up! It's all your urgh~-fault!"
Hours of stress washed away from the fierce thrusting.
Deku finally got the enjoyment of a tight quim again.
It felt much better than his hand.
SQUELCH~!
SQUELCH~!
SQUELCH~!
"Can'ttt thinkkkk~!" Manami gurgled with rolled eyes, her tongue flopping onto the counter.
"Your pussy is amazing! I could get lost in it for hours! S-shit!" Deku grunted as his throbbing shaft spread open the vaginal walls. He reared his hips back, only leaving the spongy tip, before slamming back inside.
Over and over, he made a mewling mess of the ex-villian.
He was allowed to be crude.
He was allowed to be sexual.
He was allowed to be himself.
All because this woman made a promise she didn't prepare for. It was her fault if he was being honest.
He had years of sexual frustration to take out on her smaller body.
SQUELCH~!
SQUELCH~!
SQUELCH~!
"You...URGHHH...p-please!" La Brava panted as her waist was pulled tighter, "This cock is...FUCK...r-ruining my body!"
"You caused this! Walking around with your tits out! You think I wouldn't notice, huh?" Izuku snarled as he gave her another slam of his cock, "You riled me up on purpose!"
La Brava couldn't deny the man's words because, deep down, she wanted him to like her. To see her and make love to her.
She just didn't account for his massive cock or his libido. However, she was not going to back down from the promise she made.
Manami was a woman of her word.
SQUELCH~!
SQUELCH~!
SQUELCH~!
"Fuck yeah! I can't get enough of this soft pussy!" Deku groaned while giving her plump behind a firm smack. "I can feel you tighten up when I smack that ass!"
He slapped it a few more times, enjoying the way it bounced off his hand. The skin jiggled and rippled like ocean waves.
Her fair skin tone soon turned to a nice cherry red. Deku thought it matched her hair nicely.
"You're so fucking BIG! Hrng~!"
Manami couldn't catch her breath as the man slammed into her insides from behind. He had her pinned, bent over, and ready to breed.
SQUELCH~!
SQUELCH~!
SQUELCH~!
The woman tore her panties clean off as the thrusts picked up speed. She mewled as her fingers gripped the ruined undergarment.
Deku didn't notice, too lost in his own lust.
"This, clap~, pussy, clap~, is, clap~, amazing!" His leathery sack slapped her perky clit with each thrust, his cock slowly sliding in each after each.
Manami didn't know if she could truly take all 10 inches, as she was barely surviving as is. Her smaller stature meant she felt everything in her cunt much more intimately.
It felt like a battering ram was attacking her wet hole with each thrust. She had never felt anything like it before.
"You're hitting...NGHR...my cervix! I-I can't handle...OH SHIT...ALL THIS DICK!" Manami cried out in her final attempt to remain sane.
This cock was rearranging her guts. Releasing its creamy pre-cum up and down her pulsing walls.
Her pleas fell on deaf ears.
"Should've thought about all that before teasing me! And before you made that promise!" Deku smirked as sweat trailed down his forehead, "Now get ready for my nut! I'm about to cum!"
Manami wanted to warn the hero that she wasn't on any birth control. She wanted to notify him that he had a very high chance of impregnating her if he came inside.
Instead, she bit the inside of her cheek as he pushed her head against the kitchen counter.
Just the thought of him cumming inside made her climax.
SQUELCH~!
SQUELCH~!
SQUELCH~!
"Holy shit! Hah~!" Deku panted as his balls slapped Manami's clit another few times, "Your pussy is gripping me tight as fuck! Your fucktoy body is gonna make me cum!"
Manami gurgled saliva and foam as her pussy squirted honey down their connected genitals. The femcum traveled down the pulsing cock veins, pooling at the base.
Her pussy shamelessly milked the virile man, doing its best to coax every ounce of seed.
"Fuck it! Take it all!"
Manami barely heard the words.
But she certainly felt them.
SQUELCH~!
The ex-villain tensed her body as a fresh wave of juices squirted from her ruined depths.
Deku had just sheathed every inch inside, piercing her cervix. He was officially fucking her womb.
There was no denying it, this man wanted to shoot his seed as deep as it could go.
He didn't care about condoms.
Or knocking her up.
He just wanted a pocket pussy to use whenever he wanted, however he wanted.
Manami thought it was hot.
"Get ready, slam~, for this, slam~, nut!" The green-haired man practically snarled as his biceps flexed. He practically used her head as a napkin, wiping down the counter with each thrust.
His momentum carried into her body. His speed picked up as his orgasm came closer.
Gurgle~!
La Brava couldn't respond as every nerve in her body lit up. She was nothing more than a hole to use at this moment.
She wasn't a woman with ambition.
Or a female with hacking skills.
Or even a good friend.
No, she was nothing more than a fuck hole to help Deku get off.
It was a life that had alluded her for too long. Gentle, as great as he was, would've never compared to this man.
La Brava was sure of it.
"FUCKING SHIT! I'M CUMMING!" Deku roared as he closed his eyes from the pressure. His body was soaked in sweat, his hips bucking fiercely one last time.
He delivered a final balls-deep thrust, ensuring nothing would spill out. The sperm would directly fill her womb.
There was no chance it would miss.
SPURT~!
SPURT~!
SPURT~!
The mushroom tip flooded her baby oven with swimmers upon swimmers. It painted her pink walls with white paint.
Her legs spasmed with a leg-shaking orgasm, spraying another jet of honey. Her erect clit felt sore, but the pleasure felt amazing.
"Oh, yeahhhhh...that hit the spot," The Pro Hero sounded like he finished a warm meal, not like he just ejaculated inside a fertile woman.
To him, however, it was the thing he needed after resisting his urges for so long. Why would he settle for his hand and a phone when he had a perfectly ready onahole on hand?
Pulling out, the green-haired man chuckled as the tight cunt was gaped open. Streams of thick cream bubbled out, following down her mound like a waterfall.
He slapped her ass, earning him a soft moan from the woman.
"Get used to that, Manami, because there's going to be a lot more of it."
The raspberry-haired woman dumbly nodded.
She was still getting used to the feeling of being full.
...
Days went on, each one consisting of hardcore sex. The woman was practically drowning in it from how many times the Number 1 Pro Hero used her.
When she was sweeping? He would pin her against the wall and finish.
When she was vacuuming the couch? He would shove a cock down her throat and nut.
When she was cooking dinner? Bent over and railed like a good whore.
It was becoming routine, and Manami wouldn't change it for the world. Sex with Izuku never got dull. She loved being treated like some cum rag.
Now, as she cleaned herself in the shower, he decided to join in. She didn't even have a chance to turn around before he got to work.
The pouring water rained down on their naked forms.
"You're fucking gripping me tight! You just love getting used like some slut!"
Those crude words were whispered into her ear, sending shivers down her spine. Manami hardly registered them as she was too busy taking the thick log up her asshole.
He had decided to ruin her shithole, keeping her in a Full Nelson as he pounded away.
His abs crunched in effort while holding her up. Both legs were connected by his interlocking hands, restraining them behind her head.
Mianmi felt her short body get folded like a pretzel. Being manhandled by Deku was becoming a favorite pastime of hers.
"Ooooh...HAAAH...I-I can barely breathe!" Manami panted as her tits jiggled with each thrust. Her juicy rear planted itself against his pelvis while her puckering anus was stretched.
Plap~!
Plap~!
Plap~!
"I love that sound! It's a reminder that you're my new toy!" Deku grinned as he flexed his muscles, slamming her backdoor on 8 inches of cock.
"You're getting me...HGN...dirty!" The woman slurred out with gnashing teeth, puckering her lips as the man got lost in her hindquarters. "I-I was trying...MMN...OHHH...to g-get clean!"
Manami found it hard to focus on what she was saying while having her intestines rearranged.
Getting speared by this muscle-bound warrior would make any woman turn to mush.
"Damn, I could get lost in your tight body any day! I love how you fold around my cock every time!" Deku felt the anal walls massage his prick with extreme tightness. "You're like a tight glove!"
Plap~!
Plap~!
Plap~!
His ballsack came forward to smack her pulsing pink slit. The small hole spasmed with pleasure, making the woman's toes curl.
"Y-Yes! Kuuoooh~!" Manami flopped her head back into Deku's neck, "Keep using me like some piece of meat! I neeed thisss!"
"I love it when you're honest!"
Cock veins pulsed violently inside Manami's ass. Her ass rippled with each slam of his pelvis.
It felt like she was getting reamed by a bull instead of a man.
His fierce thrusts.
His loud grunts.
His sculpted muscles.
It made Manami feel like she was in the presence of some sex god.
Plap~!
Plap~!
Plap~!
The water continued to pour down, matting their respective hair.
"Make mee yourr nng~-cumslut!" Manami begged as her pussy was spread open. Strands of slimy discharge stretched across her open hole.
"I fucking will!" Deku promised with violent grunts.
Manami was the tightest glove he'd ever fucked.
He couldn't get enough of her mewling moans.
Or her cute, plump, adorable figure. It made his cock throb ache in desire.
He pounded away, engaging his leg muscles while holding her in a Full Nelson. The puckering anus kept a suction around his girthy shaft.
Izuku clenched his jaw, pushing Manami's neck down.
The woman got a full view of the thrusting cock disappearing into her rump.
Plap~!
Plap~!
Plap~!
Her tiny legs spasmed in the man's secure grasp. Her calves twitched from the anal pounding rocking her brain.
"He's spearing me! My guts are being tossed aside by his magnificent cock!" Manami thought with swirling eyes, drool dripping down the sides of her lips.
Deku was not a soft lover; he dripped nothing but confidence. La Brava assumed that being in the hero life helped form his bedroom tendencies.
He was tired of being the kind, friendly person on the outside. Some people, including the Pro Heroes, needed an outlet to get their stress out.
Deku had now found his in Manami Aiba.
Plap~!
Plap~!
Plap~!
"It's like I'm sticking my dick in a tight, squeezing furnace!" Deku shouted while keeping the woman's head down. He wanted her to watch as he stretched her asshole.
With reckless abandon, he continued to insert as much cock as he could. He had crammed about 7 inches of dick so far.
Deciding he wanted her to hug the entire prick, Deku grunted while bucking his hips into a balls-deep thrust.
La Brava twitched and squirmed, trying her best to break free from his grasp.
The cock hit something very deep, scrambling her brain.
"Did I hit a nerve?" Deku taunted while the water pelted the tile behind him, "Trying to get out so soon? I haven't even nutted yet!"
"GALLLL! NGHR!"
The guttural noises that came out of Manami's mouth excited Deku. He laughed to himself, enjoying the way her anal walls caressed all 10 inches of his cock.
Her tiny body wasn't meant to take a cock as large as his.
Oh well, she'd have to adjust.
Plap~!
"Keep taking this dick! You're doing mmn~-great! Don't pass out yet!" Deku praised while pushing her head down even more, "Your ass is milking my cock so fucking goooood!"
Another spray of honey came out of Manami's untouched cunt, but Izuku paid it no mind. Her orgasm only helped him cum sooner as her ass clenched tightly between his behemoth.
The tight, soft rump was enticing for Deku. He loved slamming into it each time he could.
Plap~!
His leathery sack sped up, getting coated in her squirting orgasm.
"I'm gonnaaa dieeee! Thishhh cockkk ish tooo hugeeee~! My assh can'ttt takkeee ittt!" Manami let her tongue fly out, jutting up and down with Deku's momentum.
La Brava's face was still angled down, being forced to watch as her ass was fucked. Deku ensured she never forgot her role.
Being pried open by this thick log was making the nerves in her anal walls fire off. She couldn't believe how much it affected her mind.
As seconds ticked by, the woman's pupils dilated with hearts.
She was unintentionally activating her quirk. It had finally triggered, her heart being captured by the Pro Hero.
Plap~!
He was giving her a place to stay.
Plap~!
He was giving her the fucking she needed.
Plap~!
He was the one who would father her children.
Plap~!
Manami faintly heard Deku shout his orgasm. All she could focus on was the garden hose pumping fresh seed into her stretched anus.
She watched as waves of cum traveled up the shaft. It pulsed and shot forth like waves in a tube.
The movement was hypnotizing. Manami cooed in delight, saliva dripping from the tip of her tongue as she was pumped like a whore.
Deku was going to make her a dirty girl if he kept this up. She wouldn't be able to live without his cock at this point.
SPURT~!
SPURT~!
SPURT~!
"I fucking love it!" Izuku huffed, flexing his biceps to pull the spasming legs further up. "You're the best cum receptacle!"
His swollen balls cooled off as he got to empty them into this pint-sized woman. He hugged her close while reaching climax.
The rushing seed was so much, it began to spew out the sides of her asshole. He coated her anal walls and intestines with his spunk.
By the time he pulled out, Manami had already passed out with a dopey smile on her face. She hung on with limp legs.
"...Oops, might've overdid it, ha!" Deku flashed an apologetic smile, realizing he had gotten too lost in the heat of the moment.
As a reward for being the best buttslut, he would wash her off in the shower and send her to bed.
It was the least he could do for amazing anal sex.
...
Deku's week off came and went, meaning he was back on typical hero duty. He had left early that morning, and Manami didn't know what time he'd be back.
However, that didn't mean she stopped doing her daily chores.
The ex-villian was tucking away a corner of the bedsheet in the Pro Hero's bedroom, having just washed the fabric.
Just as her fingers curled around the last corner, La Brava clapped her hands to get off the dust.
"There! All done-"
The woman squealed as she was suddenly grabbed, being tossed onto the bed she had just made.
Glancing over her shoulder, she saw her lover in his glorious birthday suit. The 10-inch monster was already bobbing in the air, ready to destroy her body.
His hero outfit was pooled on the ground, a few feet away.
He had snuck up on her, disrobed, and was rock-hard in a matter of seconds.
The Pro Hero smirked before crawling on the bed, prying her legs open with his own.
He towered over form, smirking as she stared back up at him with devotion and awe. His shadow alone encompassed her small body.
Reaching down, he didn't say a word as he gripped her thong.
Then with a quick yank, he ripped them off.
"I-Izuku! Those were my last pair!" Manami whined, pouting with a frown.
"It's alright, I'll buy you some new ones," His voice responded in a low tone, the husky undertones sending shivers down her spine.
La Brava knew what was happening.
He was tired from his job, ready to de-stress and sleep. He often got this way when it was a tiresome day.
It just so happened that she was the de-stressing tool in question.
"Still walking around with your tits out? Hmm?" He teased while groping her tit, his calloused hand feeling nice against her soft flesh.
"Ahh! O-Ooh!" Manami mewled, wiggling on the bed. She cracked one eye open, staring up at the man's hungry expression.
One second later, he struck with the speed that only an experienced warrior could hold.
"Oof!" La Brava huffed as she planted her face into the fluffy pillows.
Deciding to tease the man, just to get on his final nerve, the smaller woman shook her plump ass side to side.
It was a mistake.
"Oh, you want to tempt me?" Deku chuckled while slapping his cock atop her juicy rump, "I'm gonna make you regret that."
Manami hoped he did.
SLAM~!
There was no warning, no words, only action. La Brava squealed loudly into the pillows while her hands clenched the sheets, dragging them down slowly.
"Damn, Manami! Your pussy is just as tight as the first time I fucked it!" Deku complimented, placing both hands around her petite waist.
Without any more time to waste, Deku immediately got to sating his libido and washing off the day's stress.
Her creamy thighs rubbed against his spear while he pounded away at her cunt. Calloused palms kept an iron grip on Manami's body, using it as leverage to sate his lust.
SLAM~!
SLAM~!
SLAM~!
"You're soo...fucking...rough! M-My pussy is on FIRE! HOLY FUCK!" Manami's shouts were muffled as Deku angled his cock to ram against her G-spot. After their first few romps, he pinpointed where it was.
He liked to take advantage of it when he could.
"You secretly like this rough, mind-breaking sex, don't you?!"
"Y-Yesh! I doo!" Manami agreed in the pillows, "Ish whyy I shookk my ass! I lovee beingg reamed!"
Izuku smirked, "I love it when you're honest!"
SLAM~!
SLAM~!
SLAM~!
His cock continued to sheath and disappear in the tight hole that was Manami's twat. The mushroom tip speared her G-spot like it owed it money.
He fucked her with reckless abandon, her discharge spewing out in waves. His carnal assault made her femcum drip down the shaft.
Tight labia folds suctioned along cock veins, massaging the pillar of meat with a coo.
Manami dug her face into the pillows even deeper, the pleasure nearly melting her brain. Having your most sensitive spot used as batting practice was hard to handle.
"I...ove...yo..!"
"What? I couldn't, smack~, hear you!" Deku taunted while slapping her left cheek, enjoying the way it jiggled.
"I sa...that I...you!"
"Still. Can't. Hear. YOU!" Deku roared, accompanying each word with a slam of his cock.
SLAM~!
SLAM~!
SLAM~!
Deciding to hear what she was saying, Deku reached one hand forward to grab both pigtails. Pulling, he finally retrieved her sweaty and lewd-filled face from the pillows.
"I SAID I LOVE YOUUUUUU! I LOVEEE YOUUU SO MUCHHHH!"
Unknown to many, Manami's quirk revolved around her emotions. Specifically, it focused on how much she loved someone and publicly telling that person.
Once the conditions were met, it gave a massive power boost to whoever she pronounced her love for.
And Deku was feeling that power coursing through his veins at that moment.
"Took you long enough!" Deku joked with gnashing teeth, keeping his violent pace up. He didn't allow Manami to hide her face in the pillows any longer, keeping her hair pulled back.
The doggysle position, with her hair being used as a guide, made the short woman's back arch nicely.
It turned the Pro Hero on beyond belief. She was the perfect picture of a cocksleeve.
SLAM~!
SLAM~!
SLAM~!
Sharp intakes of air ran through Deku's nose. His muscles pumped with power as his hips picked up speed.
It felt like he was using One For All when in reality, it was only the power boost given by Manami's quirk.
Deciding to ride the high, Deku didn't let the opportunity slip past his fingers.
"Arch that back! Keep that head high!" The Pro Hero clenched his jaw, trying his best to stave off the building orgasm, "Don't make me tell you twice!"
"Yesh shir! Nghr! Hgn!" Manami felt her tits rub back and forth against the bedsheets while she was pulled back. It was a sensation she loved.
La Brava felt like Deku became an unstoppable force. There was a difference in his power now.
He had been rough before, but this was on another level. His cock felt like a steel pole. His hips felt like slamming into a pile of bricks.
It was the epitome of the male specimen. It was like he was built to breed.
"My quirkk madee himm shoo stronggg!" Manami thought with a dopey smile, "I'mm shooo happpy!"
Her heart fluttered, and her pussy quaked.
It was a perfect combination.
SLAM~!
SLAM~!
SLAM~!
Feeling Manami squirt her juices on the clean bedsheets, Deku chuckled. If she already had her orgasm, then he would reach for his.
Manami felt her hair loosen as her lover let go. A moment later, he dislodged his coated cock from her twitching hole.
Then, like a man possessed, Deku flipped her over onto her back. Her head landed onto the soft pillow, her legs spread on instinct for the man.
Izuku grabbed both legs and folded them against his biceps, pinning them against the bed. He hovered his hips, teasing his spongy tip against her wet folds.
Then, he slammed inside.
SQUELCH~!
SQUELCH~!
SQUELCH~!
Deku was still riding the high of Manami's power boost. He felt like he had enough energy to take on every villain in the world for a week straight. It felt amazing!
As for Manami, she puckered her lips and gushed as Deku held her in a Mating Press. His cock hit the deepest parts of her bald snatch, making her toes curl.
Izuku grunted while engaging his lower body, pulling all the way out until his cockhead remained.
Then he shoved as much cock in one thrust as possible.
Then he leaned back, before slamming inside again.
The process made Manami wonder if she was going to pass out before he finished. The rough sex was making her body reach its limit.
It was something she would have to work on if she was going to be a perfect free-use hole.
SQUELCH~!
SQUELCH~!
SQUELCH~!
"Nothing beats stretching this pussy! Fucking nothing!" Deku ranted with sweat rolling down his forehead, his back muscles glistening with perspiration. "I would give up everything to stay home and breed you all day!"
"Then please...FGHN...fucking breed meeeee!"
Deku didn't take those words lightly. Adjusting his body, the hero placed his head against her ear while reaming her gushing cunt.
"Say that again! Let me hear you shout it!"
SQUELCH~!
SQUELCH~!
SQUELCH~!
"K-KNOCK ME UP! PLEASE!" Manami let it all out, wrapping her arms around the man's neck, "I WANT YOUR KIDS! GET ME PREGNANT!"
Deku clenched his jaw, feeling his swollen balls ache at the idea.
He was barely eighteen, but the young man didn't mind starting a family. Especially if it was this sexy piece of ass.
He wondered if their kids would run around with his hair color? Or would they have their mother's?
Would they look up to him as their father? As Japan's Number One protector?
Would they take after him and join U.A.?
All of these thoughts made the deepest roots of his nuts shake. They yearned to release inside this woman and make the possibility a reality.
So he decided to follow his instincts and give this cocksleeve a kid.
SQUELCH~!
SQUELCH~!
SQUELCH~!
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, oooh yes! I want to be your breeding sex toy! Your barefoot, pregnant slut!"
Her squeals sounded delightful right by his ear. Deku used them as motivation to pump his hips like a bull.
"I'm going to make you my breeding sow! You're going to be fat with my child over and over again! I'll turn you into a fucking breeding factory!" Izuku warned with a husky tone at the mewling woman.
The ex-villain was turned on by the man's honest words, knowing that he meant them.
"P-Please!" Manami panted with a heaving chest, her nipples scraping against Deku's toned pectorals.
"You're going to give me an army of children! This pussy will be stretched every day!"
So turned on by the future, Deku channeled Manami's power boost to ream her gushing womanhood with balls-deep thrusts.
He was now in her womb once more.
SQUELCH~!
SQUELCH~!
SQUELCH~!
"MY CERVIX!" Manami screamed, clawing rapidly at Deku's sweaty back. Her small legs shook beside his head from a mini-orgasm.
"That's not your cervix! Urgh~!" Deku corrected, pushing both of her legs deeper into the bed, "It's my fucking masturbation tool! Your body is just an oversized pocket pussy!"
La Brava didn't know it, but her body was prepared at that moment.
Her healthy ovaries cooed in delight at finally being used, sending droves of eggs to her uterus. Manami's fertility shot up as her internal temperature rose.
She was on her back, with spread legs, fucked in a Mating Press. This was the deepest, best way to ensure impregnation occurred.
Manami knew her future was full of baby bumps and rough sex moving forward.
She was excited.
SQUELCH~!
"So...fucking...close!" Deku grunted into her ear. Manami's power boost was reaching its limit as he exhausted their bodies.
"D-Do it! Shoot that fucking uf~-oh! T-those kids in my baby oven!"
The leathery sack underneath trembled in preparation for the orgasm. It was going to be a strong, powerful release.
SQUELCH~!
The pint-sized minx decided to encourage the man even more.
She loved teasing him and getting him going.
"Make me a mother! H-Have my hips fill out with your seed!" La Brava spoke as her tits jiggled, "S-show me off! Make everyone see that I belong to nnghh~-you!"
The thrusts grew more erratic. Deku, even with his vast stamina, was reaching his climax.
He was dangerously close at this point. So close, he was only seconds away from busting inside.
SQUELCH~!
"I'm your personal broodmare! Your dirty housewife that's only good for cleaning and fucking!" Manami egged on as the battering ram stretched open her womb.
Deku felt his legs begin to shake.
"K-knock me up!"
His toes curled against the bed.
"Get me fat with your bastard!"
He bucked his hips with another balls-deep thrust.
"FERTILIZE YOUR FUCKTOY'S EGGS!"
Those final words, shouted with so much passion, were the final straw for Deku. He couldn't hold on any longer.
He emptied his nuts with the force of a broken fire hydrant.
SPURT~!
SPURT~!
SPURT~!
The breeding creampie that followed was of epic proportions. Manami held on with both arms as she was used to satisfy the man's cock.
The mushroom tip filled her baby-making area, the urethra expanding to spew out more cream.
"Bear...my...children!" Deku groaned, slamming his cockhead inside with three thrusts. He rolled his hips around to get every drop of spunk inside.
Manami's pint-sized body was filled to the brim with thick clumps of seed. Her thoughts, ambitions, emotions, and everything else important were replaced with thoughts of Deku's children.
Her folded legs twitched, her vaginal walls flexed, and her womb drank the life fluid. A final wave of femcum squirted out of her womanhood, submitting to the overwhelming cock.
This bull had just used her, both in doggystyle and Mating Press, back to back. The man even pulled her hair like it was a horse's reins.
He took what he wanted from her, jerking off his cock with her small body.
Deku had grown accustomed to using any of her holes whenever he wanted. She was never truly safe from his wild desires.
This is the life that Manami loved.
...
Days turned into weeks, which turned into months.
For one couple, they took it in stride.
"Hmm...hmmm..." Manami hummed to herself softly, sweeping the floors. It had become a habit of hers to sing while doing the chores.
She walked around, starting in the kitchen. After scooping everything into the dustpan, she walked over to the living area.
Just as she was about to wrap up, Manami heard the sound of her lover's voice ring out.
It was just down the hallway, right where their bedroom was located. The door was cracked open as a few rays of light streamed out.
"It seems Izuku-kun just wrapped up his shower," La Brava reasoned.
"Manami, where did you put my nice shirt? I have a meeting with the mayor tonight!"
The ex-villian shook her head in amusement. Putting the broom and dustpan against the couch, she dusted her hands off.
Deciding to help out, La Brava walked inside their master bedroom to see a shirtless Deku fretting over his closet.
Water droplets formed at the tips of his green hair, another sign he had just finished cleaning up.
It took the raspberry-haired beauty a total of three seconds to spot it right away.
"You dummy, it's right here!" Manami pointed out while reaching up on her tippy toes, grabbing a black button-up from the back of the closet. "I swear, men don't look with their eyes sometimes!"
With a careful movement, La Brava loosened the hanging shirt. Just as it came off the hanging rod, she felt her ass jiggle.
Smack~!
"H-Hey!" Manami pouted with a flushed face, "You can't get me riled up like that! It's not good for the baby!"
"Sorry, I couldn't resist," Izuku chuckled while grabbing the hanger from her hand.
True to their dirty words, Manami was sporting a baby bump. Their talks of breeding had come to fruition, making both individuals parents.
It didn't take long for La Brave to get knocked up. Having a constant stream of virile semen in your unprotected womb would do that to you.
Neither minded the outcome, eagerly awaiting their child's birth. Since she was now carrying his child, Deku decided Manami could stay permanently.
What was his biggest issue was now his happiest moments. Being greeted with a warm smile, fat tits, and plump ass never got old.
Even as a soon-to-be mother, Manami still walked around in only a thong. Her pink nipples occasionally leaked milk, which Deku lapped up at each chance he got.
Her promise to be his free-use toy had turned out amazing for them both.
"Damn...look at these jugs," Deku spoke while throwing his shirt atop the bed. Distracted, he softly fondled the bust with both hands.
"A-Ah! Hmmn~!" La Brava squirmed, looking up with soft eyes, "B-Be careful! They're sensitive..."
Instead of answering, he cupped both hands on her juicy rear, bringing her small form up to his face.
Using the wall as stability, he gently pushed her against the structure.
Then, without warning, he planted a pair of firm lips on her left nipple. The suction forced streams of breast milk down the man's thirsty mouth.
Gulp! Gulp! Gulp~!
"I-Izuku-kun!" Manami heaved, her legs kicking to the sides. She couldn't move as his iron grip on her buttocks kept her grounded.
"Youu likee thish, don'ttt liee!" He teased while flicking her leaking nipple between his teeth, running it over and over against his tongue.
"I doo...but you...MMN...oooh~!" Manami moaned as her pussy started to warm up. This man was getting her horny in seconds, "...y-you have a meeting with the mayor! W-we can't!"
"Hee cann waitt," Deku affirmed while switching to her right nipple, taking a mouthful of milk down his throat.
"B-But you just agnh~-got out of the shower!" Manami mewled as his calloused fingers dug deeper into her asscheeks.
"Don't careee, I'mm hornny!"
"F-fine!" Manami huffed with a flushed face, her leaking pussy causing a wet spot through her thong. "J-just be gentle! For the baby!"
Nodding in agreement, Deku used his grip to place the woman atop their shared bed.
His pants hit the floor a second later. Manami's moans rang out a moment after that.
Deku couldn't wait to knock up his cocksleeve again once she gave birth.
He never got tired of his personal sex toy.
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