Chapter 154

(A/N: This chapter is brought to you by DNAjester, the secret mastermind behind 23andMe.)

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Though she appeared dainty, lacking even a hint of muscle in her usually simple but high-quality clothing, Historia was like a completely different person in her gym clothes. Izuku had noticed it the previous night, but her physique, despite being slender, was exceptionally well-developed. They weren't too noticeable when she was relaxed, but the moment she began exerting herself, such as when she was leg-pressing more than a ton, the definition of her muscles was amazing.

Finishing off a tally(twenty reps), Historia locked her weights into place before exhaling a relieved sigh. Then, climbing to her feet, she accepted the towel Izuku provided, using it to wipe the sweat from her face, chest, and body as he stared at her with genuine appreciation in his eyes. One of the biggest factors behind his fondness for Rumi and his eventual yielding to Inko was their well-developed physiques. Thus, while Historia, wearing a blue, white-trimmed sports bra and matching gym shorts, didn't find her body appealing, Izuku had to suppress the urge to lick the sweat from her body.

Noticing the rather 'intense' look that Izuku was giving her, a gratified but slightly embarrassed smile adorned Historia's face as she asked, "What is it...?"

"Just admiring the view," replied Izuku. Then, as it was his turn on the leg press, he sat down, adjusted the angle to be a bit steeper, and more than doubled the amount of weight. From there, it was Historia's turn to admire him, her eyes trembling as she stared almost unblinkingly at his muscular thighs. However, while her throat felt parched, it was the person standing next to her who gulped audibly...

As she didn't have any buruma on hand, Rebecca ended up wearing her usual gym clothes, consisting of black-and-white bike shorts, known as chamois, a matching sports bra, fingerless gloves, knee pads, and black-and-grey tennis shoes. Her height would make anyone who saw her from afar think she was a primary schooler, but while she was certainly on the shorter side, her hips, ass, and thighs weren't far behind Historia's, albeit without the muscle. More notably, her breasts were much larger, making her what some would call an 'oppai loli' with the additional tag of megane.

Having heard Rebecca swallow, a slightly teasing smile developed across Historia's face as she turned to her diminutive best friend and whispered, "You know, if you permitted him, Sir Mi—Izuku would afford you the same 'consideration' he vested me last night..."

Before Rebecca could refute Historia's words, Izuku, having picked up the conversation with his sensitive ears, affirmed, "She's not wrong..." before grunting in moderate exertion as he was leg-pressing an even 3,000kg on an incline of forty degrees.

As it was difficult to refute Historia's claim when the person himself said he was willing, Rebecca remained silent, a frown marring her face as she observed Izuku's actions and body with hard-to-suppress yearning. She hadn't dated a boy since Secondary School, when everyone else started receiving their growth spurts, so she didn't know how to process hearing someone other than a sick, middle-aged, overweight predator admitting he didn't mind being intimate with her...

Finishing his set, Izuku got up from the leg press, towering over Rebecca by nearly 50cm. She wasn't nearly as small as Mineta or someone like La Brava, who were around 110cm each, but she definitely wouldn't be riding many roller coasters at 138.5cm. Historia wasn't much taller at 154cm, but since the median height of his women was 159cm, she didn't come across as particularly petite. In fact, she had nearly the same height and build as Kyouka, just a lot more toned.

"So, how about it...?" asked Izuku, wrapping the towel he had used to wipe his face around his shoulders and smiling down at Rebecca. Her face flushed, turquoise-blue eyes glistening, but while she looked like she had a lot to say, she ultimately just stared up at him, utterly silent. However, as she instinctively squeezed her legs together, deducing that she wanted to say yes wasn't difficult.

After thinking about how best to proceed, Izuku caused Rebecca to flush even harder as he extended his hands and smiled, silently communicating his desire to pick her up. The thought both mortified and excited her, but since people tended to gravitate toward positive emotions, even more so when aroused, it didn't take long for Rebecca to raise her arms.

Picking the petite girl up by the pits of her arms and quickly transitioning to support her with left hand and forearm, Izuku caused Rebecca's round eyes to become near-perfect circles as he asked, "Can I kiss you...?" with their faces separated by fewer than ten centimeters.

Swallowing hard, Rebecca responded with a faint, clearly nervous, "I guess..." before closing her eyes as Izuku brought his face closer and placed a chaste kiss on her lips. Historia felt a pang of envy seeing him kiss Rebecca before her, but the glistening of her eyes and the smile on her face made it clear she was excited by how things were developing.

Pulling away a few seconds later, Izuku met Rebecca's look of anxious, red-faced disbelief with a smile, asserting, "You're cute, Rebecca. You're also important to Historia, so if you allow me to, I'll do my best to support and ensure you're both as happy as our admittedly complicated situation allows..."

Catching Izuku a little off guard, Rebecca said, "I want a billion dollars in grant money..."

Before Izuku could respond, Rebecca held up the fingers on her left hand, supplanting, "If that's too much, I can make do with $500 million. But you have to use your connections to ensure I can acquire the materials I need at a premium."

"Is that what you've been thinking about all this time...?" asked Izuku, his smile revealing his amusement.

"You said you would do your best to support me. Besides, you're doing something as audacious as collecting women like Pokomon," contended Rebecca, adding, "You need to pay some kind of price, or the karma you accrue might cause you to choke on instant noodles or a meteor to strike your head."

"Fair enough," replied Izuku, regaining the advantage by abruptly flipping Rebecca over, holding her upside down by her waist as he added, "I'll go ahead and set aside a billion in assets, but to be honest, things like money might not have any meaningful value in a few years. With that in mind, I'll also promise to back your research to the best of my ability, no matter the state of the world..."

Punctuating his promise, Izuku promptly buried his face into Rebecca's crotch, causing her to exclaim, "Hyaawawawhat are you doing~!?" as she instinctively, futilely squeezed her thighs shut. In response, Izuku nuzzled the approximate location of her sensitive bean as he casually replied, "I'm sampling the newest item in my collection..."

Trembling as Izuku began licking her through the fabric of her chamois, countless thoughts permeated Rebecca's mind as her blood rushed to her head. She had yet to even have her breasts touched, so with Izuku going straight for her crotch, she couldn't form any coherent thoughts. However, as she had effectively just sold herself to him for a billion dollars, she felt it wouldn't be appropriate for her to tell him to stop...

With Rebecca eventually unclenching her thighs, permitting her legs to spread naturally and her body to go limp, Izuku continued eating her out for a while longer before asking, "Do you if I remove your spats...?"

"Do whatever you want..." replied Rebecca, her eyes glazed over and her face completely red as she panted heavily.

"And what if I want 'you' to do whatever you want to me...?" asked Izuku, restoring a bit of Rebecca's mental capacity as she seriously considered how to respond. Now that she had just permitted him to lick her directly, she felt there wasn't much they couldn't do...

"Then, before anything else, flip me over and set me down..." muttered Rebecca, a faint tremor permeating her body as she began feeling equal parts anxious and excited. She felt dizzy and nearly stumbled when Izuku immediately complied with her request, but she managed to catch herself while holding up her hand to stop him from trying to help.

"You said I can do whatever I want, right...?" asked Rebecca, her voice and legs trembling as she stared at Izuku with a palpable hunger in her eyes.

"Within reason," replied Izuku, smiling as he had a pretty good idea of what Rebecca was about to suggest. After all, it was fairly obvious to anyone who observed them for more than a few minutes that she didn't regard Historia as just a friend.

Matching Izuku's expectations, Rebecca looked to Historia, the latter tilting her head slightly until the diminutive inventress said, "You said you would make us both happy...so I...I want you to slide your penis between mine and Histy's p-p-pussies..."

"I'm down, but we should probably relocate if we're going to strip down and kick things up a notch," Izuku replied, simultaneously gesturing with his thumb toward the locker rooms. Historia was a bit slower to respond, but when she did, she had a bright, understanding smile as she grabbed Rebecca's hand and said, "Come along, Bedivere..." with slightly narrowed eyes.

Realizing that one of her longest-held dreams was about to come true, Rebecca's trembling intensified as her Bond Level shot up from 82 to 100 in a single go. She wasn't really a lesbian, but ever since Historia stood up for her and they became best friends, Rebecca couldn't help developing a crush on her golden-haired Mistress. She liked plenty of boys, but since most of them wouldn't even give her the time of day, Rebecca had slowly convinced herself that it was her fate to remain at Historia's side. Now, by some quirk of fate, she was somehow able to stay at Historia's side 'and' receive the affection of a handsome, muscular boy...

Upon reaching the changing room, Historia didn't hesitate in the slightest before stripping off her sports bra, exposing her modest but well-shaped breasts. She was barely a B-Cup, but with how immaculately-defined her body was, she had great 'balance,' much like a young athlete participating in the Olympics.

Taking a moment to gauge Izuku's reaction, Historia's smile broadened as she found both him and Rebecca staring at her with genuine appreciation. Thus, with a hint of burgeoning sensuality, she took her time to slowly and deliberately remove her panties and shorts, presenting her ass and almost artistically smooth mons for their eyes to behold.

Catching Rebecca off guard and causing her to startle loudly, Izuku took advantage of her stupor to step behind her and peel off her top. She held her arms to her sides at first, preventing him from doing so, but when she realized his intentions, she raised her arms of her own accord and poutily protested, "Next time, warn me..."

"Consider yourself warned," mused Izuku, freeing Rebecca's breasts from the confines of her sports bra and tossing it to the side before kneeling to peel away her chamois. She wore thick and baggy clothes that concealed them well, but her breasts were effectively D-Cups. Her ass was similarly developed, so while he found her size, especially compared to his own, a bit...disconcerting, Izuku fully intended to plow Rebecca's pussy and give her the onahole treatment if she allowed it. After all, dwarves and midgets had to be called 'fun-sized' for a reason...

Surprising Rebecca a third time, Izuku waited for her to step out of her panties and chamois before picking her up by the pits of her arms. Her face became bright red in embarrassment, but as he carried her over to Historia, who had taken a seat and was preparing to lie on the dressing room's green bench, she willfully spread her legs to straddle her long-time friend before he proceeded to fuck them intercrurally for the better part of half an hour. Both were willing to take things even further, but as he wanted to wait until he had done more for them before claiming their virginities, Izuku compromised by giving Historia's ass a test drive while making out with Rebecca, who was sitting on top of her...

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(A/N: A nice little break before Knight Course drama...?)