For the Love of Cock, Plus Ultra!!!

La Brava and Gentle Criminal are once again defeated by a Deku who feels rather dull and bored about the whole repeating scenario. Yet, his huge cock reacts rather strongly once he pins La Brava down. With her precious Gentle Criminal knocked down, will La Brava stay loyal to him or submit a super large and heroic cock?

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Everyone is +18 (Aged up)

Izuku was a hero. That much he knew. He was a man that fought villains and saved the day using his unique powers, undoubtedly working on the side of good to help prevail over evil. He was a strong man, one with exceptional abilities (and an exceptional cock, if he could say so himself). Because of his line of work, he expected to get into fights regularly. What he didn't expect was the fight he was having today– a battle between himself and two villains, Gentle Criminal and La Brava. He had found them acting suspicious outside right after procuring new power gloves, and decided to tail them– turns out, they recognized him as a hero, and attempted to get away. Izuku wouldn't allow that to happen, now he and the man were locked in combat.

Gentle was an admittedly courteous man, his mustache turning up in a polite smile and extravagant cape swishing out as he shot an attack at the hero. Izuku braced himself for impact. The Gentle Rebound that sent him flying backwards was humiliatingly soft. Turns out, Gentle truly lived up to his name. He and La Brava, the petite, red-haired woman accomplice to him, began to take off in the other direction now that they were in pursuit. Izuku bounced backwards, his feet skidding his body to a quick stop.

"Tch!" Izuku said as he recovered from the soft impact. "Hey– stop!"

The villains didn't listen. Gentle left his partner behind on the ground and took to the skies. He hovered in the air, suspended by the platforms of concentrated oxygen around him. Indignant, Izuku followed behind, thankful that La Brava wasn't attempting to escape as her accomplice fled higher and higher into the air.

Izuku leapt from platform to platform, finally aligning himself on his level. He was practically floating because of the villains effects.

"It's over, Gentle Criminal!" The man swung his hand around, brandishing his glove. "There's nowhere for you to run!"

"Yes, there is," Gentle chuckled. "What's stopping me from flying higher and higher into the sky?"

"Then I will use my power to bring you back down– the higher you go, the harder you'll fall."

"My Gentle attacks are the worst I can do to you," The criminal said. "So please, allow us to continue on our way. We won't be any more trouble for you if we leave, and neither of us will hurt each other."

"You may be a gentle criminal," The hero scoffed. "But I will still bring you to justice!" He cocked his finger into a flick, and–!

The power of his Delware Smash evaporated the air from Gentle's lungs with little effort. Hatsune's new and improved gloves were almost miracle workers, expelling pure power with a flick of his middle finger. Visible waves of energy impacted Gentle and caused him to double over in the air, unable to recover after such a blow dealt to him. Spit flew from his mouth as his eyes unfocused. Knocking him out of the air came an arching kick from Izuku, sending him hurtling to the ground at an even greater speed.

That wouldn't be enough to take him down, and Izuku knew it. Still flying through the air, he shot down to Gentle Criminal's altitude. The St. Louis Smash he dealt was enough to send the man rocketing into the ground, where he lay unmoving in a small crater.

Izuku hit the ground quickly, now that Gentle Criminal's influence was dropped due to him being near-comatose. He landed on his feet, knees crouched and hands out to stabilize him. When he saw Gentle's knocked-out body laying motionless, he let out a sigh of relief. The fight was over– unless his companion had any moves she wanted to dish out. He turned his head towards her to see if this idea would be confirmed.

La Brava, who had been watching him from the ground, gasped in fear of her collapsed partner. Her face turned to a mask of terror. She doubled back, and attempted to turn on her heel and run away again. Quickly, the hero took notice.

"Hey, wait–!" He called out after her. When she didn't stop, he gave chase.

Before La Brava could sprint deeper into the forest, Izuku tackled her to the ground. She fell with a resounding thud, landing flat on her stomach.

"It's over, La Brava." He pinned her wrists to her sides, straddling her back. "You're caught. Don't try to get away!"

La Brava watched the defeat of Gentle next to her, her eyes welling up with tears and her face drawing together with shock and disappointment.

"Gentle…" Her strained voice whispered. "No…!"

Izuku's full body weight against the smaller woman made it nearly impossible for her to wriggle out, no matter how hard she tried. But that didn't stop her from still trying hard. From the moment she was brought to the ground, Izuku's hands wrapped around her wrists, she writhed and wiggled and squirmed against her restraints— her incessant movement made her difficult to pin down solidly. The whining didn't make the process any easier to handle either.

"No fair, no fair!" She squealed under his weight. "We were supposed to win– my quirk, it could have saved us!"

Izuku grunted. "Don't try to get away. You've been apprehended. The police will already be on their way here, so just stay still until they arrive."

"G-Gentle… he would have beat you!" She cried as she writhed, fat tears falling from her dark-circled eyes. "He would have, I know it!"

"Please, stop struggling–" He requested meekly. In an attempt to subdue her more, he pressed his crotch down firmly on her lower back. She continued to writhe, the friction between her body and his pelvis rubbing together growing stronger.

As La Brava whined and protested, Izuku felt a stirring inside him. Surprised to feel anything other than annoyance at his situation, he looked down. His hyper-sized cock, normally tucked inconspicuously in his pants, was beginning to stiffen and rise of its own volition. Surprise and immediate worry overtook him as his erection began to grow, and when he wondered why this was happening, he paid closer attention to what was so soft underneath him.

His dick was pressed flush against her ass, two plump and pillowy cheeks sandwiching his manhood between them. Her puffy pants had such thin and sheer fabric, and the way she laid down, the pants were strained. He could see every detail of her voluptuous ass– every curve, the smoothness of the skin, and even the tightness of her crack was accentuated by the pulling fabric. The hero's fat cock laid perfectly in the divot, surrounded on both sides by plush softness. Ignoring it was impossible. The head had already begun to crest the band of his pants, a bead of precum beginning to coagulate at the slit. La Brava's asscheeks were just so pert and perfect, and he was directly on top of them… how was he supposed to not get hard like this? Her thick thighs rubbed together underneath him as she continued to struggle, only adding to his arousal.

"Gentle was the best," She sniffled. "He was always the best! I knew he was– and we would have won! He was strong enough– if you just didn't have those gloves–"

Listening to her talk somehow only spurred on the erection, his cock growing in size with every word out of her mouth. Breathing steadily became a challenge. Sweat began to form on his brow. Stay calm, he thought. You cannot get a boner while apprehending a criminal! It's not right, it's not appropriate… even if it still feels so good…

His dick was reaching its maximum size now, almost poking the back of La Brava's head. If only the feeling of her clothed ass was enough to make him diamond hard, he nearly drooled at the idea of the kind of pleasure he could get from fucking her. It was a devious thought, having her like this at his own whims, pinned to the ground. Laying on top of her, he was just a few bodily movements away from plunging his cock deep inside the petite woman and using her as the fucksleeve she was. It took all of his power to resist the temptation, and as more blood rushed to his boner instead of his mind, it sounded like more and more of a good idea. La Brava was oblivious, continuing her tirade.

"Our plan would have worked, we wouldn't have been thwarted if it weren't for you–!"

Izuku wasn't paying attention to her words, he could only watch his cock grow. He could see his own smegma under his cock's hood, viscous and barely cresting the skin, threatening to spill over on top of La Brava's magenta twin tails. Now that it was fully out of his pants, he could smell it. The musk coming from it was thick and heavy, with the same physicality as a humid day– the kind that hit you in the face and grabbed you by the chin, forcing you to pay attention. It was the smell of his body's natural odor (one that was super-charged, so to speak, due to having a hypercock) and his own lust.

La Brava continued to complain, oblivious to the dick that wasn't even centimeters away from her. Even when Izuku subtly shifted his pelvis so his fat, knocking balls tumbled from their underwear's hold, she took no mind. His girthy dick continued to grow in size, nearly ballooning at this point, until it came to a steady stop right behind the crown of her head. Taking a break from whining, she sniffed through tears, and got a noseful of a putrid smell. It was a bodily smell, like the smell of a locker room, only ten times as strong. Words no longer came from her as she was stunned into silence.

La Brava turned her head to look towards Izuku, curious as to how he was somehow getting heavier— had he not been pressing all of his weight on top of her? When Izuku shifted, she felt something. Something was poking into the back of her head more than before. A thick stench continued to the air around her, and when a fat drop of salty liquid hit her face, she realized— Izuku had a hypercock, that hypercock was fully erect, and it was practically spilling over with musky precum. The head was positioned right by her face as she turned to look, the next growing drop of cum touching the top of her nose.

Her nostrils nearly became buried in the dick cheese. Shock overtook her body, and she froze mid-complaint, mouth gaping open. What was this? She thought, at first not even realizing that it was a cock. But as the realization dawned on her that this massive fleshy behemoth was the hero's dick, she was struck by another emotion– awe. Not once in her life had she ever imagined a cock this large, and now there was one, inches away from her face.

His face flushed a bright red, humiliated by his uncontrollable arousal; why was this happening to him? Why had he taken his pants off– was it really a good idea to press his balls right up against her backside, causing him to only get hornier? The shame he felt was quickly overtaken by the realization of how cute La Brava looked like this, with her mouth hanging open in slutty, slutty awe. As if she instinctually opened herself up to accept his monster cock. Continuing to push away the urge to plant her ass right on his dick, he made excuses.

"L-La Brava," The hero moaned, his face blushing a deep red. "I-I didn't mean to get so turned on, but… l-look at how hard you've made me!"

"Wh-wh-what?!" The shorter woman could only gape; both at the declaration, and at the sight of the biggest dick she had ever seen. It was nearly the size of her whole torso– no, it had to be! It was so big, and smelly, and there was no way she could take a cock that big without being torn in half. "N-no way! Get off of me! There's no way that I c-could make it grow that big!"

"I'm sorry, I really tried to hold it back…. But y-you're just so–" He couldn't hold back a primal grunt, forced out of somewhere deep in his stomach. "F-fucking hot! I can't resist a body like yours… my hyper-sized cock needs you."

He allowed himself to give into his urges– what did he have to lose, now that La Brava knew how horny he was? Gently, he nestled his cock deeper into her clothed asscheeks. The juicy mounds enveloped him easily, his massive member sliding between them like a hotdog being placed between a pair of buns. They wobbled and bounced against the pressure like water balloons.

"Ah!" She cried out at the feeling of her cheeks being parted. Through a thin layer of cloth, he was beginning to rub up her tight little hole. "No, stop!"

"You're such a fuckable little shortstack," He huffed heavily, his breathing turning more desperate and shaky. "And you're so god damn thick… I need that fucking ass, right now."

Before La Brava could protest, he yanked down her puffy pants along with her underwear in one fell swoop. Before him was her bare ass, perfectly fat and round and begging to be smacked.

Without hesitation, he did so, the loud crack across her bare skin causing La Brava to cry out in pain. He rested his knees on her hands to keep her from getting away.

"Don't spank me, that hurts!" She squealed, helpless to move as she got pinned down by his girthy cock. "Wh-what are you doing?"

"I'm using your fat little ass to get me off. I would have cum if I stayed between your butt with pants on any longer– imagine how hard I'll come when it's bare!" He dove his hands deep into the flesh, spreading the crack with his thumbs to get a good look at her cute, tight, puckered asshole. It wasn't even a question in his mind that he had fuck her there. "You will be such a perfect bitch for me. So sexy, so submissive–"

"St-st-stop touching my ass like that! It's so– lewd!" She interjected.

"Oh, fuck yes–" Izuku ignored her protests just as he ignored her complaining. He groaned as he took off his gloves in order to make skin-on-skin contact. He smacked her another time on the other cheek, admiring how it was already beginning to glow red. It was even softer now that there were no layers separating them. The mounds of flesh jiggled and wobbled and shined in the natural sunlight. He smacked her again, and again, then a third time for good measure. The noise that came out of La Brava's mouth when the impact struck was enough to make his cock twitch.

"Time for the main event…" He said to himself, horniess taking the reins and overriding all of his other thoughts.

He barely even had to move to position his massive dick between her cheeks. They slid between them with ease, his dripping precum providing an adequate lube between her supple ass. Gently, he massaged the liquid into her skin, causing her butt to look like it was professionally oiled. Now that she was slick, she was ready to be fucked. Beginning to make a light pace, he slid his member back and forth, back and forth between her nude pillowy mounds.

"N-no– oh!" She whimpered. "Your cum… you're getting my ass wet with your pre-cum!"

La Brava couldn't believe it. First, her partner was defeated, and their master plan was ruined– and now, she was getting hotdogged by the hero who put him in the dirt.

Soaked wet with the foreign slick, her fat pussy tips twitched with anticipation and lust. Her wrists were released now that he took off her clothes– why wasn't she trying to run anymore? With Gentle's knocked out body right next to them, she should have felt ashamed, she should have pushed him away– but something needy inside her, the bimbo fuckslut that she knew she was simply allowed it to happen. Getting fucked like this was now her only burgeoning desire, spurred on by the musky smell overtaking her mind and the hungry, horny need burning in her pussy. Izuku had a monster cock, thick and girthy with pulsating veins that she now knew would fill her up perfectly. Even the thought of it made her so wet, she was thankful she didn't have panties on that could get soaked.

Even just the friction between her cheeks was enough to stimulate her, a tingling feeling beginning to build more and more as his cock pushed between her ass. Her wetness grew and she moaned with need. Izuku groped and kneaded the flesh in his bare hands, pulling and pressing them together to create a tighter passage for him to rub his dick between. La Brava flexed her cheeks in order to make it even tighter, and Izuku let out a shuddering groan.

"That's it," The hero licked his lips after a moan. "Good little bimbo. Take that smelly, unwashed hero cock."

"Ah– I'll let you fuck me," She conceded with a moan. "As long as you keep doing it just like that!"

"Who said that the little fucktoy got to make requests?" he laid another spank on her cheek, confidence rising. "I'll bang you however I want!"

La Brava submitted herself to him and simply nodded in response. He was in charge. It was up to him to decide how to fuck her.

The thrusts became faster now that he felt provoked, the hotdogging increasing in ferocity and speed. He was pumping his hips harder and harder, his own quirk lending him the power to move his hips at a near-superhuman pace. With every thrust came a clap from his balls, setting the crazy rhythm she gave him an assjob. Rubbing harder and deeper, he felt the pressure in his base building. La Brava squealed with pleasure as he continued, her supple asscheeks

bouncing with every movement. The friction was causing her to get closer to her own orgasm, the impending wave moments away from crashing over the both of them.

"I'm gonna…" She panted whinily, her face pushed against the dirt. "I'm gonna cum soon!" "You had better."

"I will," She squealed eagerly. "I will, I promise! Please let me cum, I–I want to, so bad!" The begging surprised even her, but she was desperate to finish.

Izuku picked up the pace at the sound of that. His balls slapped against her pussy lips, strands of sticky wetness connecting them between each clap. Adrenaline was taking over now, turning him into an animalistic creature that just needed to breed. More than anything, he had to rub harder, deeper, shoot his hot load between her tight little buns–

The friction against the entrance of her hole was coming to a peak, and soon, La Brava screamed at the top of her lungs and unraveled. Her inner walls clenched tight and pulsed, gushes of slick squirting from her pussy and wetting the base of Izuku's dick and balls. Her asscheeks bounced and provided an even more wonderful sensation against his cock as she came.

"OOH, IZUKU!" She shouted through her ecstacy. "CUMMING, CUMMING, I'M CUMMING!"

Izuku threw back his head and let out a guttural moan at the sound of her pleasure. As he rode out his orgasm, he humped her like an animal, bouncing up and down on her melon-sized ass. Cum spewed from his cock, coating the back of La Brava's head and dribbling down to her face. It dripped in her eyelashes, down the side of her nose, and into her open mouth. Fat drops of it coagulated into a kind of glaze, nearly completely coating her head. It was as if he turned on a hose full of yogurt and set it loose on the sexy shortstack hottie. The stench was unbelievable, the initial smell of the man's lust multiplying tenfold. It continued to flow in powerful white spurts, until it slowed to a dribble.

After his initial orgasmic peak, post-nut clarity began to set in. His embarrassment began to return, slowly at first, and then the disbelief of the fact that the caked-up shortstack beneath him was covered in his cum appeared in his mind. Izuku's face turned red as the last pumps of nut spewed out of him. His soft-spoken self had returned.

"La Brava–" he stammered, moving to put his cock back into his pants. "I-I'm sorry! I couldn't control myself– you're just so sexy, and I needed to fuck you more than anything– but now that I did, I–"

La Brava wasn't listening. She was relishing the taste of the hero's cum. His semen tasted delicious, musky and thick, even better than she could have imagined. It was dripping through her hair and down her face. Steam rose off of the hot nut into the air, clouding it and blocking out any other scents. The stench of him filled her nose, and her mind. Hypnotic. It clouded all logical thought and told her that she just needed to fuck– for real this time. She needed to be penetrated, to be bred, to be used like the tight little hole that she was. Whatever apprehension that was in her mind before was completely washed away by Izuku's tsunami of cum. Her mind went wild with need.

Before, she didn't think that his cock would fit inside of her. Now, she wanted nothing more than to find out. Turning onto her back desperately, she opened her legs wide, displaying her juicy pussy between her fat and meaty thighs. Her own clear cum was leaking out of her, puddling beneath her thick little legs.

"No…P-put it in me," She whined. "I love it when you hump me, b-but that's not enough! Please, give me your delicious fat cock–! I need you to fuck me deep, use me like that bimbo toy I am–!"

La Brava laid there, panting and desperate, with warm, fresh jizz all over her face like a messy face mask and eyes that pleaded with Izuku to stretch her to her limit. She used her fingers to spread her hairless pussy lips, allowing perfect sight to her desperate and needy little hole. The smell of his musk still hung in the air, and filled up his own nose– before he knew it, the horniness had returned. He sprang to full mast once again, hardness returning in seconds.

Along with a hypercock, he had a hyperlibido to go with it.

"Y-yes!" He stammered, his embarrassment being completely pushed away in favor of lust. "I'm going to fuck you just how you deserve to be fucked–"

She became giddy with delight, excited to be used for his pleasure once more.

"But first," he grinned. "I need to see those titties of yours. No cumdump of mine is going to hide any part of her body from me."

"O-of course! Anything for you–" She squirmed in place, pulling her arms into her shirt and wiggling out of it. Soon, her shirt became discarded along with her pants and underwear, the deceptively loose-fitting clothing revealing a pair of fat tits. Her thick, delicious jugs bounced with every movement, nipples erect and waiting to be suckled. Izuku stared at them hungrily.

"I-I'm sorry that my tits aren't bigger," She whimpered, watching his gaze. Pressing them together in order to form a long crack of cleavage, she bounced them seductively. "Th-they're big for my size, but still only a C cup… my ass is so much juicier than my boobs!"

"Of course I fucking love that fat ass of yours," He smirked. "But gorgeous tits like these can't be ignored– so fucking sexy." Izuku planted his face between them and motorboated her loudly. La Brava squealed with pleasure, using her elbows to push her chest pillows tighter together.

"Y-yes! Good, so good, so goo-ood!" She moaned. "I love when you touch me like this–!"

He pinched at her juicy nipples with his face still between them, eliciting more delicious moans from the shorter woman. Lips latching on like a baby, he sucked and gently bit at her little nubs. He held her left breast in two hands (it was so large, it practically spilled over the sides of his fingers) to bring it closer in his mouth. The sounds of licking and slurping were so lewd and sensual, even just the audio component being enough to make La Brava's pussy light on fire with the need to be drilled. That magic tongue of his, and all of his dripping saliva trailing down her boobs– it was all too sexy.

For the first time, Izuku had released the pressure on her wrists. It didn't even cross La Brava's mind to try and escape. Splayed out on the ground like this, tits akimbo and legs spread wide, she knew that there was no other option than to accept his shaft. She was his little fuckslut, his breeding tool, and she wanted to be used as such. Excitement mounted in her as Izuku readied himself. He lined up his cock with her entrance, the dripping precum and her soaking slit mixing into a shared puddle of lust liquid.

"Give it to me!" She begged, her hips wiggling in anticipation. Her thick pussy lips were shiny with her body's natural lube. "Please, give it to me, as hard and as deep as you can!"

That was more than enough to motivate Izuku. With an audible pop, he released his latch onto her nipple and focused on aligning his cock with her entrance.

"Do you really want it hard?" He asked teasingly. "Yeah!"

"Do you really want it deep?" He continued to prod at her.

"Yes, please!" La Brava whimpered. "As hard and deep as possible, I need you to fill me up, use me as your little fat-ass cocksleeve–!"

Too impatient to warm her up, he slammed his rod inside her as far as it would go, without warning. It was an immediate pleasure wave between the two of them. La Brava had no time to react, and arched her back as her mouth hung open. She was stretched to her absolute limit with no prep and felt as if this cock would be the death of her, splitting her clean in half with its sheer girth. But though she did not die, it still felt as if she had gone to heaven.

"S-s-s-s-so deep!" She shuddered. "God, I can feel my hole stretching to take you– ahh!" The head of the cock was pushed in as deep as it could go, pressed snugly against the entrance to her womb. Having it be held there, pulsing and throbbing inside of her was ecstasy.

"Look at your greedy little pussy," Izuku wiggled his hips slightly, tauntingly. La Brava flinched and clenched at the subtle shift. "So needy, swallowing me up like that."

"It is, just for your cock, Izuku!"

Slowly, steadily, he drew his cock out of her until they could both see the smegma-addled tip. Then, slowly, surely, as La Brava waited with baited breath, he pushed himself deep into her again until his balls were pressed flush against her meaty ass and his cocktip pushed against her womb. He did this, again and again, until he had no patience left and began fucking her in earnest. La Brava immediately responded positively, her mouth lolling open and a massive smile spreading across her face.

The beat of the banging was already set at a breakneck pace. The fierce and powerful slaps of his hips meeting hers echoed through the edge of the forest, wet and eager. The dirt dug into La Brava's back because of the pure force Izuku fucked her with; she enjoyed the pain of the ground, she enjoyed being fucked so hard and so deep, she enjoyed all of it.

"I'm gonna breed you like that little hungry cunt you are," He growled, never breaking pace. "My cum is going to fill you to the brim– mmmh– and you're gonna like it–!"

"Yes! Yes! Oh, I love it!" La Brava yelped in response, her brain too fogged by the stench of their lovemaking to articulate anything else. White goo flew off of her face with every push from Izuku's cock, the momentum of his thrusts deep and powerful. "Fuck me, fuck me!"

Heavy, pendulous balls smacked against La Brava's juicy butt, punishing her more with every smack. Since they were so large, they were a suitable stand in for his own hands, spanking her with each consecutive pound. Because of how small La Brava was, everything was perfectly within reach– his hands landed on her breasts, grabbing them tight, using them as big jiggly handholds. Her nipples peaked between his fingers, the firmness of his grip massaging them in a way that made La Brava shudder with delight.

"Maul those fucking tits–" She cried out. "Oh, yes!"

"Yeah?" Izuku curved his hips as he fucked her, hitting a sweet spot deep in her inner walls. "Does the little slut enjoy getting fucked like this?"

"Yes, yes, I do, I love it!" Her voice pitched even higher, even breathier, even more desperate.

"Dirty little whore. You're so fucking small and perfect– I know you love it when I hit your G-spot like this."

"Yes, yes, I do, I'm so close–I'm close– I'm– aa-aah~!" For the second time in under ten minutes, La Brava came, her legs kicking out and shaking with the intensity of an earthquake. Izuku groaned with pleasure as her walls tightened around him, her pussy walls massaging and teasing his aching cock. Those mewls and gasps that came from her naughty mouth were so fucking sexy. He held himself inside her while she finished.

"You came so hard." He purred. "Do you really love my cock that much?"

"Ye-yes…" She breathed, her chest heaving up and down. Her boobs swayed and bounced with each breath. Not even waiting a moment for her to recover, he continued his pounding. La Brava looked blissed-out now, the overstimulation overriding any function of her brain and effectively turning her into a weak little toy. With every thrust, her brain turned off a little bit more, and Izuku loved it.

"Good. You're going to get much more of my cock." He fucked even harder, this time moving himself as deep as he could go and moving just the slightest bit, so he was nuzzling his girth right up against her G-spot.

"Give me more cum, please, master!" She whined in her post-orgasmic haze. She wasn't entirely sure when the word 'master' came from– it just felt natural. La Brava was the toy, the slut, the little bimbo doll that was made to house her master's fat, gargantuan dick. That was how it was. It was her job to milk every last drop from his low-hanging balls. Somehow, even though her mind was so tired, this was the clearest she had ever thought in her life. "I need you to breed me!! Make me your little slut!"

"Of course." The hero responded smugly, moments before his own orgasm overtook him. For the second time, Izuku drained his nuts. But not inside of La Brava.

"Breed me, breed me– huh?" La Brava seemed confused when he pulled out of her. Jerking himself off in order to coax his orgasm fully, he spurted his second fat load all over her naked frontside. The flow was even more powerful than his first nut, with the power of an exploded fire hydrant. It rocketed out of his cock and directly onto La Brava's frontside, her tits becoming absolutely soaked with his baby batter. Jizz blasted onto her chest, then her stomach, her pubis, her legs, her feet– when he saw her lower half was all covered, he sprayed it onto her face, where La Brava eagerly opened her mouth to swallow whatever was shot her way.

There would be no escaping the smell of his musk now, white cum covering her in layers as if she were a donut that had been glazed several times. It was as if she was marked by his powerful scent. She looked up at Izuku with wide, wet eyes, thankful she received another hot and steamy load but confused as to why it wasn't blown inside of her. The last spurts of the nut fell from his dick, then stopped.

"Don't think we're done yet." The hero smirked. Whatever embarrassment he had after his first orgasm disappeared. It was nothing but dominance mode now. "I never told you when I was going to breed you. We're going to keep fucking until every last ounce of my baby batter has been sucked dry. Then, and only then, I'll give you the honor of letting me breed you.

Understand?"

"Yes, master, of course, master!" La Brava huffed and puffed, her body worn out from the intensity of pure sensation and stimulation. More cum fell into her mouth as she spoke, and she swallowed it happily, licking it up like icing.

Izuku knew his sex drive would allow him to last multiple rounds– more than any reasonable person could last. He also knew that La Brava would become tired out, her pussy aching and pleading for the friction to stop; but Izuku would continue. It only mattered that he chased his pleasure, not hers– and that thought aroused him even more. Looking at La Brava laying on the ground, marked by his semen, covered in it entirely… It took no time before his third erection formed.

This time around, he needed more of those tits. Laying down his cock across her body, he sandwiched his dick between her pert breasts and closed her thick thighs around his base. It almost looked as if she were holding onto his cock like a koala bear, using her breasts instead of her arms. He took her tits in his hands and massaged them against his shaft, feeling sticky lines of his own cum form between them. Rubbing the bottom third of his shaft against her belly, he spoke.

"I'm going to fuck you like this. Lick the tip," He commanded. "Suck off as much cum as you possibly can."

"Yes! Yes, Master!" La Brava cried, wasting no time and immediately sucking on his cocktip. Leftover cum and smegma immediately hit her tongue, and she was in ecstasy. This unique musk, the kind of hypnotic, manly smell that no one else had– it was in her mouth, and only her mouth.

Izuku's own cum made for an excellent lube as he humped up against her frontside, ecstatic to be experiencing her delicious thighs and huge tits all at once. The friction against the softness of her body was delectable, as smooth and gentle as a silicone sex doll. He knew that he would reach his edge once more in no time.

La Brava slurped whatever she could off of his dick. She cleaned a sizable portion of her frontside just by lapping up the cum that his own cock had scooped up under its foreskin. Her tongue dancing under the hood of his cock was euphoric, reaching the more sensitive internal parts of his dick. She was the perfect little toy, so wonderfully attending to his needs without comment or question. In order to give her more opportunity to suck up his jizz, he slid his member further up her body– dragging his balls across her stomach now, so her little mouth could suckle further down his base. She was diligent in her search for every last drop of cum on his cock, desperate to please her master. Her messy tongue noisy lapped up the remains. By the time he was done fucking her frontside, the only thing left on his dick was her saliva.

"A thighjob and a titjob at the same time," He grinned down at her. "Gentle couldn't give this to you, could he?"

La Brava shook her head slightly, her lips still wrapped messily around his length. "I'm all warmed up, bimbo. I'm putting it back inside you now."

La Brava nodded intensely, spreading her legs as wide open as they could go to accept his length. He decided to reward her by inserting himself slowly, his length tantalizingly entering her inch by inch by dozens of inches, until he was once again fully inside.

"Does that feel good?" He didn't care if it didn't feel good. He just wanted to hear her obedient little response.

"Yes, yes, it always feels good!"

"Good. Now," He smiled deviously. "You'll get on top."

Without another word, he fell onto his back and made La Brava sit on his meat stick, as if she were skewered on it. With an "oh!" she fell into her place, the shock of his back impacting the ground slamming his length suddenly inside her. Her clit was grinding up against his pelvis now, leading to a combination of two different pleasures. Her brain short-circuted.

WIth this angle, he was able to curve his cock inside her in a unique way that he didn't before. With just an arch of his back and a snap of his hips, Izuku pushed his dick as far in as he could possibly make it. It pushed deep into her womb, the cockhead making its home inside her stomach. Her tummy visibly bulged with the outline of his behemoth dick, and La Brava put her hands over it reverently.

"It's so big," She could only say. "You're so big! Master Izuku, you have the best, fattest cock I've ever seen!"

"I know." Was his response before he unleashed his wild frenzy of pounds. Pulling down on her arms, he able to keep her rooted to his dick and control the speed at which she was fucked.Her tits bounced in front of him, the perfect sight to watched as she got banged. Effortlessly, he caught a nipple in his mouth and began to suck it. La Brava began laughing, drunk on lust and ecstatic.

He fucked her at a breakneck pace, wet and heavy slapping echoing at the edge of the forest. The wetness of her pussy made her more slippery than he ever could have imagined, easier to slide in and out, in and out, relentlessly pounding into her. He didn't know what was louder– the sound of skin on skin, or the sound of the petite bimbo's screams of pain and pleasure, overstimulated. His fingers dug deep into her fleshy ass.

No matter how deep he thrusted, it wasn't deep enough. Fucking her stupid was barely even a fraction of the kind of stimulation he needed. Seeing her stomach bulge with the size of his girthy dick– it added more fuel to the fire, making him drive himself deeper and deeper into her, watching the lump protrude outwards more and more. La Brava was shaking, her face red from exertion, her eyes dark-circled rolled back in her head and her tongue sticking out from the intensity of the fucking. It felt as if she were going to burst any moment, another orgasm impending on the horizon.

"God, I'm so close," Izuku grunted through massive effort. "So close, so close– I can't quite get there–!"

Mouth hanging open wide, her tongue dripping with a mixture of saliva and cum, La Brava moaned loudly, sloppily, shamelessly. All the while, their smells began to combine– Izuku's stinky, smegma-filled cock mixing with the stench of La Brava's slick wetness, morphing together into a shared musky miasma. The stench made her love-drunk, a familiar feeling…and it gave her an idea. Thinking straight while continuing to be fucked like this was a challenge, but she powered through the lust and spoke.

"M-my quirk– aaaaaaah!" She cried out loudly, near-incomprehensibly. "L-Let me use my quirk, pl-please! I-it will give you the power to fuck me even harder–"

"Harder than this?" He chuckled, giving her a particularly deep thrust. Once she reached his hilt, he held her there for a moment, letting her feel his fullness. She moaned lewdly. "Harder than having a monster dick slamming up to its hilt? I don't believe you, fucktoy."

"Y-yes! Even harder! H-harder than you could ever imagine! I-it's true! You'll be able to cum, and empty your fat balls inside of me!"

Izuku's mouth curled into a smile, licking his lips as he slid his member all the way inside La Brava. She cried out in pleasure as he held her there, her head thrown back in ecstasy at the feeling of being continuously stretched.

La Brava only before would have used this power on Gentle Criminal. He had inspired her back when she used to be a young girl, he had supported her when she grew into an adult, and they became a team, he had stood by her side, he was there for her… she loved him. Or at least, she loved him before she met Izuku's mammoth cock. The smell of his scent, the clap of his balls on her ass, the feeling of being full, completely full, being pushed to her limits– it was as if she was being brainwashed, and everything she knew and believed before disappeared in an instant. She would use her quirk on him, and the two would bang like no one had ever banged before.

"Do it, you fuckslut bitch." Izuku growled in her ear. "Use it, so I can use you." "Izuku," La Brava panted. "I love you!"

A bolt of pink light exploded between them, nearly blinding Izuku. He shielded his eyes with one hand as it shone brightly, and then surrounded his body.

Immediately, he felt the power surging through him, a strength that dwarfed the previous experience of fighting with his new gloves. The feeling went straight to his dick, engorging it, filling it with the more fiery-hot arousal he had ever experienced in his life. The power was so quickly onset and so surprising that he stopped moving.

"Izuku?" La Brava asked as he stilled. He simply laid there on the ground, his irises beginning to glow pink.

He moved quickly and without a sound. His hands moved from her tits to her hips, and he grabbed them tight. Izuku picked up the woman and held her the same way he would hold a cocksleeve, a toy made for his pleasure only. He made her relinquish all control and held her torso tightly in his hands, moving her up and down on his dick of his own volition. Holding her like this, such a tiny and petite woman, he felt as if he were a massive creature holding a fragile being made of glass; but he wanted nothing more than to wreck her using every ounce of power in his body. Before, he was fucking her. Now, he was using her.

La Brava accepted this, allowing herself to be overtaken and become Izuku's fucktoy. There were no words to describe the pleasure she felt, being pumped up and down his dick like this. Especially as the hero looked at him the way he was now, ravenous, his eyes boring holes into the smaller woman, his face plastered with an open mouth grin, his nostrils flaring– he wasn't desperate, he was exerting his full possible power into fucking La Brava. Her tits bounced uncontrollably and a steady stream of "ah-ah-ah-ah-ah" involuntarily came from her mouth with each pump of his mighty cock.

"Yes! Yes, Master, you're so powerful, so fucking strong– you're pounding me so deep, all the way up to the end of my love tunnel!" La Brava cried, her tongue hanging out of her mouth.

His fingers dug deep into her fleshy ass, not even registering that she spoke. She was a toy. Toys didn't talk. Instead he continued to use his personal cocksleeve in the shape of a woman, the slapping growing so loud it sounded like the crack of thunder. Pink lightning sparked off of him in waves with her time he brought her down on his dick, and he knew that he wasn't just a master– he was the master.

The fucking was beyond animal. Izuku turned her around so her back faced him, and he pulled her close to her body, like a hug. At this sheer of an angle, the dick pounding mercilessly into her rubbed up against her sensitive little clit. He pinched her nipples with one hand and kneaded the thick fat of her thigh with the other– Izuku was claiming her body as his property.

"I'm going to fill you up." His calm voice in her ear contrasted the violent intensity of his actions.

"Please, please fill me up!" She screamed loudly. "I'm gonna cum too– let's cum together, master!"

An explosion of cum rocketed out of Izuku's cock. If the last two orgasms had the power of a hose and the power of a hydrant, this one had the power of a hurricane. All of the cum he was capable of producing was expelled from him in a mighty blast, his legs shaking as he unloaded it all into La Brava's hungry little pussy.

"Oh, yes!" La Brava screamed at the top of her lungs, riding out her own orgasm. "Fill me up! Fill me up with your hot cum!"

The creampie lasted almost 15 full, continuous seconds. Her orgasm was thoroughly milking him, her wet pussy walls squeezing every last drop of semen straight from his balls. It was a euphoric feeling, bordering on painful, their sensitive genitals already tired out from two previous orgasms. The warm cum almost felt comforting. The cum blasted so deep into her, she felt as if it would come out of her mouth, ears, and nose.

As he pulled out of her, a thick, viscous stream of smelly semen poured out of La Brava's stretched out pussy. It pooled onto the ground in more of a pile than a puddle because of how thick the jizz was. Exhausted, Izuku set La Brava back down on the ground, more cum steadily being pushed from her thoroughly used hole.

"Ahh~!" La Brava hummed, rubbing her swollen belly. "I can feel them inside… it's so warm, so huge… you blew such a huge load into me, Izuku~!"

"I did," he breathed, coming down from his horny high. The pink light was beginning to fade, because he expended all of his power possible. Finally, his cock began to shrink from its behemoth size into a much more manageable large. He was surprised he was even able to talk; he was tired beyond belief.

"You treated me so well," La Brava raved. "You know just how to fuck me, master, to mark me, to make me yours."

"You're mine." He chuckled proudly. "My little breeding bitch."

On her hands and knees, she nuzzled his cock lovingly, rubbing her cheek up against where his shaft met the balls. She planted her face between his low-hanging knockers, inhaling the stale scent of his arousal deeply. The familiar feeling of his own cock's wetness coated her face again, providing another fresh layer to her.

"All yours, all yours…" She parroted, her brain thoroughly broken from the fucking. "I'm made for your dominance, master. All for you." Clearly, all thoughts of love and devotion towards Gentle were gone. His body still sat merely feet away from them, and here was La Brava, not even regarding the fact that he took up space.

The stinky cum was beginning to dry in her hair, and Izuku ran his hand through it, petting his subservient little pet's head as she worshiped his balls. "All mine." He replied with a smirk.