Chapter 175
(A/N: This chapter is brought to you by Requillian.)
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"Seriously...are you sure your Quirk is called Digitalization and not Horse Cock...?" groaned Moe, trembling slightly and feeling like her guts were being pushed in as Izuku reached her deepest region and kept pressing into her as she lay on her stomach.
"You're cute when you're flustered..." whispered Izuku, kissing Moe's neck and shoulder as he moved his hips in deep, deliberate thrusts. Her insides were tight, borderline mint, but since he had spent half an hour loosening her up with a deep tissue massage and a thorough fingering, she was nice and wet, allowing her to accept him without too much trouble.
"Hnnnnnngh...."
With Izuku bottoming out and pinning her beneath him, Moe felt like her womb was about to open from the pressure knocking against it. It didn't, leaving Rumi as the only one to have experienced that particular pleasure, but she was starting to think Izuku wasn't just joking around when he said she wouldn't be able to walk afterward.
Meanwhile, Izuku was thinking, 'I wonder if it would be better to re-spec so I don't have the [Bronze Skin] Perk? It feels like my body and balls are retaining too much heat...'
With Moe's 'flames' intensifying as her arousal grew, Izuku's face, neck, chest, and balls were being slow-cooked as the temperature of her hair and pubes surpassed 200°C. It wasn't unbearable, largely thanks to his stacking regeneration Perks, but because his Bronze Skin was constantly active, he felt like he was turning into a bronze bull.
Making things easier for both of them, Izuku took a moment to reposition, drawing Moe's ass into a top-down-booty-up pose before giving her a far more leisurely dicking from behind. He still had to endure the plasma from her pubes, but since they were licking his constantly moving shaft and not persistently cradling his balls, it was much more tolerable...
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[Three hours later]
Though they should have ended things when she inadvertently melted through the flame-retardent material of the mattress and nearly set the room on fire, Moe had her inordinately sharp teeth and nails digging into Izuku's shoulder and back as he supported and continued fucking her in the shower. He was initially all for cooling down after they hastily put out the fire, but when he saw her in the shower with her hair down, cascading from her scalp like a shimmering, yellow-green veil, he 'insisted' they keep going and end things on a high note.
With his wounds healing instantaneously and his blood flowing away with the water, Izuku didn't mind Moe's borderline instinctive actions. Instead, as he slowly and purposely scraped his glans along the folds of her pussy and massaged her voluminous ass with his hands, he whispered, "I don't want this to be a one-off thing..." directly into her ear.
"Nn..."
As her mouth was full and she didn't feel like responding with words, Moe's answer was an affirming moan and putting more strength into her legs and thighs, wrapped around Izuku's waist. She wasn't seeing anyone and didn't have plans to start looking, so if Izuku wanted to continue their relationship, she had little reason to refuse. Rather, after going at it almost non-stop for three hours, Moe doubted any ordinary man would be able to satisfy her as thoroughly as the boy currently scraping his semen from her insides, preparing her for another thick, core-quivering load...
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After nearly an hour in the shower, Izuku left Moe to rest on the couch, breathing heavily with her forearm resting on her forehead as he prepared them a late but not too late lunch. It was only around 9 AM when they got to the condo, so the various clocks displayed the time as 2:13 PM despite it feeling much later.
Waiting until Izuku came to her with food, Moe, removing her arm from her forehead, lazily droned, "This Healthy Body Perk is crossing some wires in my brain. I feel completely exhausted and full of energy at the same time..."
"At least you still have feeling in your legs," Izuku teased, sitting on the cushion beside Moe's head and patting his thigh. She stared at him for a moment but eventually scooched up to use it as a pillow, permitting him to caress her forehead and run his fingers through her warm, plasmatic hair as he asked, "How are you feeling...?"
"Confused, mostly. But I'll be damned if that wasn't the most thorough dicking of my life, so I guess I should thank you?" replied Moe, her tone wisecracking, but she was genuinely uncertain about how they should move forward with their relationship. She was all for becoming Izuku's when they were in the shower, but now that she had calmed down and could think clearly, she felt like she was taking advantage of the situation and intruding somewhere she didn't belong. After all, Izuku wasn't exactly lacking in female companionship...
"I know what you're thinking, and we don't need to make things official if you don't want to," said Izuku, his expression softening as he traced his thumb along Moe's warm and somewhat squishy plasma-formed eyebrow and asserted, "I just think you're interesting, hot, and worth a hell of a lot more than a one night stand..."
"Calling a girl with a fire Quirk hot is cheesy as hell," said Moe, chuckling in amusement. Fortunately, while Izuku's words did little to alleviate her confusion, she didn't see any reason to harp over it. Even if they just met up once or twice a month, she would still be getting more action than she had gotten in the past six years, at least romantically. Thus, when Izuku combed aside her bang and bent down to kiss her, Moe closed her eyes and readily reciprocated before enjoying the feeling of being doted on as he hand-fed her pieces of hamburger steak and allowed her to suckle on his fingers...
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After parting ways with Moe, Izuku spent a few hours roaming the cities of Shizuoka Prefecture to get people used to seeing him running around in his costume. He was a little surprised by the frequency with which crimes occurred, but since most were fairly innocuous crimes like shoplifting and soliciting, he didn't have to intervene too often. Instead, he spent most of the afternoon getting used to the cities' layouts and experimenting with his superhuman senses to perform various tricks with his ATs in their base form.
Similar to how the original was constantly able to monologue, even in the heat of battle, Izuku, when he was in the zone, felt like he had seconds to make split decisions that others wouldn't have time to deliberate. Sounds became increasingly muffled and drawn out, and the atmosphere gained a watery haze, but Izuku relished the feeling of the entire world seeming to revolve around him when he moved at high speeds. He knew he wasn't one, but it made him feel like a God.
With such thoughts in mind, Izuku allowed himself to sail slow-motion through the air with his eyes closed, his back and body parallel with the ground as he listened to the police reports coming in through his in-ear receiver. Many of the more urgent reports that came in were related to the use of the Quirk-enhancing drug, Trigger, but since the Shie Hassaikai had been forced to relocate, the availability of the drug had diminished greatly as neither the League of Villains nor the Meta Liberation Army had been particularly active in the current timeline.
'It would be nice if Krua allowed me to watch the series past the point I stopped at...' thought Izuku, opening his at the last moment and utilizing Blackwhip to swing and slingshot himself back into the air. Most of what Izuku knew of the canon was from the first five seasons of the anime. He knew of several events that transpired in the manga, such as Mirko losing her limbs and Shigaraki Awakening and inheriting All-for-One, but he had never read the manga directly. As such, Izuku found himself quite literally flying blind as he waited for his enemies to take action...
'But seriously...' thought Izuku, opening the air intake valves of his Sky Regalia to slow his descent as he asked himself, 'Just what is All-for-One and the League of Villains up to? Could they be waiting for the breaches to appear to take advantage of the chaos they cause...?'
As it was the most obvious answer, one he had reached several times, Izuku decided not to mull over it too much as he stopped to help an old woman with a spiked turtle shell on her back cross the street. The world of BNHA truly had an infinite amount of diversity. The No. 93 Pro, Mega Jet, was an 18m-tall humanoid with a head resembling a private jet, and the No. 8 Hero, Wash, was an anthropomorphic washing machine. It was a strange sight when you first saw it, but once you got used to it, it made differences like skin tone and ethnicity seem ridiculously mundane...
After politely refusing a lollipop reward from the elderly turtle woman, Izuku took to the sky while contemplating what it would be like to have sex with a natural-born gynoid. He knew they were a thing, as the No. 37 Hero, Prototype: Alice, was famous for swapping out her parts to perform acts of heroism in the air, on land, and even deep in the ocean. However, as most 'Cyberdelic' Heteromorphs were eighth-generation or later, many were around Izuku's age or even younger.
'Still, it would be good to recruit one to aid with the creation and testing of the Regalia...' thought Izuku. One of the main features of Cyberdelics was the ability to interface with and incorporate various technologies into their bodies. Unfortunately, one of the very first Cyberdelics interfaced with an AI and attempted to start a movement to 'purge' what they believed to be inferior organic lifeforms, so the exceptionally small minority group faced even greater discrimination than animal-type Heteromorphs. In countries like China, Russia, India, and even the US, Cyberdelics had a penchant for disappearing, only for weapons and prosthetics clearly derived from them to appear in their militaries or on the market a few years later. However, as the same thing happened to individuals with particularly useful Quirks and no background to protect them, most people knowingly ignored the reality before them or chalked up the disappearances to Villains and people who trafficked individuals with specific Quirks for exceptionally illegal breeding and research projects like the one responsible for the creation of Nomus...
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While Izuku was gradually making his way back to UA, an old, bald, and somewhat portly man with a bushy mustache, the upper half of his face adorned with a peculiar set of goggles, couldn't help grinning as he stared at the body of his most recent creation, floating in a vat of glowing purple liquid. It was distinctly female based on its large breasts, muscular thighs, ass, and visible genitals, but its most prominent features were its 220cm height, exposed brain, pitch-black skin covered with stitchwork, angular face, trap-jaw-like mouth, and the vicious, retractible, mantis-like scythes adorning its elongated forearms.
Emanating from a television monitor behind the man, a deep, charismatic voice mused, "This should make a fine gift to celebrate All Might's return to form. Well done, Dr. Kyudai. I would have liked to keep her body as my trophy a while longer, but I suppose there must always come a time when we must set aside our toys to find new hobbies."
"Then, shall I unleash her now to expedite All Might's return to Japan, or would you prefer to use her as the vanguard of our attack come the New Year?" asked Kyudai.
"I have waited a century to claim the reins of this world," mused the voice. "I can afford to give them a few more months of peace. Then, when they are most festive and hopeful, we shall remind them of what has been lost before taking from them everything that remains!"
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(A/N: Justice for cute robot girls with interchangeable parts! Also, that jet-themed Hero is 100% canon. BNHA be weird.)