deku’s sex genie 2

Good boy! That's a good boy, master," Desiree praised as her cunt was being eaten out by her newest master, Midoriya Izuku. She was currently in her human form, and he was currently on his bed on his knees as he ravished her pussy, following any commands she made to the letter. Currently his tongue was lapping at the folds of her cunt, teasing her clit by purposely avoiding it, which was driving the sex genie mad with lust. "Master, don't tease my clit! Touch it, please!" she begged wantonly.

Midoriya decided to be nice and finally sucked on her clit, making her eyes roll back in pleasure/ecstasy. He decided to pleasure her further by using his right index finger to penetrate her pussy, feeling her wet inner walls cling to him as he entered deeper and deeper, practically sucking him in as he was finally knuckle-deep inside her.

"Izuku, can we do something special today?" Desiree asked before she mewled when her partner hit her G-spot.

"Something special?" he repeated, not slowing down his ministrations.

"Yes, master, I want us to do anal," she requested, moaning even more as he added another finger into her.

"What's anal?" Midoriya asked innocently. Before he had ever met his sex genie he usually didn't stray beyond vanilla porn, so he was a novice to everything that Desiree brought up eventually, such as skull-fucking (a new personal favorite of his due to the suction, force, and the control he had over her).

"Oh, master, you sweet summer child! Anal is when you fuck someone in the asshole," she explained with a devious smile on her face.

"Wait, you can do that?!" he asked, so shocked that he stopped playing with her momentarily. "But wouldn't that be…dirty?" he questioned, thinking of the ramifications of doing such an action.

"It can be, master, but it doesn't have to be, especially if you make a wish," she coaxed before stopping her partner and then getting into the doggy position and spreading her cheeks to show her puckering asshole. "Make a wish for it to be clean and lubed, master, then fuck me!"

On the one hand he was opposed, as that area was…you know?

On the other hand he was tempted by the taboo, the wrongness of it (was it even wrong?).

"I wish that any asshole I will fuck will be cleaned and lubed for me," Midoriya eventually wished after a second.

Desiree lifted one of her hands and snapped her fingers together, making the wish go into effect. Izuku, seeing that he now could fuck her, rubbed the tip of his prick against her lubed puckered asshole before pressing inside. It was warm inside and it clung to him in a way that was different from how her pussy hugged him when he was balls-deep inside of his sex genie. He hilted deep inside her, enjoying the sensation, before pulling out all the way until only the tip remained inside. He then bottomed out again, repeating this to maximize the pleasure from her plump rear.

For Desiree, it was heaven for her, as she hadn't gotten buggered in the ass for hundreds of years, so it was a welcomed experience. She welcomed the rigid piece of man meat that was penetrating her, idlily wanting him to wish for two dicks so he could fuck her pussy at the same time. A wide smile graced her face as she thought about her master having a horse cock, pleasuring her in ways that no man could normally do.

The two of them fucked for the next hour, orgasming to their hearts' content numerous times, almost too many to count. By the end of their fuck session they were both exhausted, sweaty and delirious about the whole ordeal.

"That…that was incredible, Desiree!" Midoriya praised, spooning her from behind on his bed.

"It…sure was, master," she replied back contently. "You fuck like a rabbit, though. You need to put more power behind your thrusts, Izuku," she educated, snuggling closer to her precious master.

"I will. Next time," he promised, breathing in her natural scent from her luscious silky black hair. "Thank you, Desiree, for everything."

"Hmm?"

"You've changed my life for the better, changed it in ways that are indescribable," he began, threading his fingers through her hair to comfort her and himself. "Me and Kacchan have a new relationship that's better than before, I now actually have a chance to enter U.A. in the future, and I'm smart as fuck now."

Desiree giggled a bit at that.

"So thank you, Desiree, for everything."

"Of course, master, anything for you."

The two of them simply basked in the quiet that came after that talk until Midoriya broke it: "Hey, Desiree?"

"Yes, master?"

"If you could make a wish, what would it be?"

"Does it have to be sexual-based?"

"No, it doesn't."

Desiree paused for a second, thinking over her response while ultimately knowing her answer in the end. "If I could make a wish I'd wish to be free. Be a regular human again, able to have kids and grow old with you."

Midoriya was surprised by the last part of her words. "You want to grow old with me?"

"Of course, Izuku. I always outlive my masters, even when they make an immortality wish, and you're the best master I've had by far. You're gonna change the world for the better, I just know it," she said with finality in her tone of voice.

Midoriya was in his lab at Geonosis Tech, installing the final piece of the left side of the fabricator he was creating. About a month ago he started work on it, adding them in chunks, starting first with the middle (the core) and adding in the sides and the top and bottom when he got to them. The fabricator was the most complicated thing he had built to date and was the most time he spent on one invention. To be honest, he could've finished it in an 84 hour building session but both Desiree and JARVIS kept reminding him to take breaks and to go home when it got too late, so there's that.

After screwing in the screws and connecting the wires, Midoriya watched with satisfaction as the screen on the center console of the fabricator told him that another piece was connected and online. The fabricator had a whole plethora of tools and gadgets to make anything he (or anyone else) wanted. It had over a 100 different types of screwdrivers, flatheads, specialty-tipped screwdrivers, wrenches, socket sets, vials, glassware, chemicals, minerals, to many more miscellaneous things. Normally it was a medium-sized box that weighed 200 pounds, but when you opened it up the servos kicked in and it expanded itself like a flower blooming. The center console (when you turned it on with a fingerprint scanner) required a 16-digit numerical password from the user, and after typing it in it showed a screen of saved blueprints, new fabrication plans, a diagnosis screen for the parts that made up the machine, etc. The Stark Industries Fabricator that he created, which he would now call "SIF" in shorthand for the time being, was now finished; and the first order of business was to test it.

Right before he was about to test it his hud from his JARVIS sunglasses lit up and alerted him that three people were coming to his lab through the elevator. He quickly deactivated the SIF and hid it underneath a nearby tarp, before facing the elevator door with a neutral expression on his face.

"Mr. Midoriya! Sorry to come here unannounced but we wanted to see how you were faring again," Akagi waved hello to him, pushing the bridge of her black glasses back up her nose as she spoke. "Made any new inventions during your time here?" she asked, not knowing his answer beforehand as she suspected he was the one who looped the cameras and microphones in his lab.

"Yes, I have in fact! Several, actually. Let me show you this one," he said, showcasing his right wrist which had his Iron Man Gauntlet/energy shield.

"What is that?" Takei asked, observing the device from some ways away.

"I call it…" Izuku paused, trying his best to come up with a good name. "I call it the EG, or the Energy Gauntlet. It can protect the wearer with an energy shield and can transform into a weapon."

"Woah! Mind showing us?" Yamanaka asked politely, a little skeptical still that a man was so smart and not getting spoon-fed his tech from somewhere else.

"Gladly," Midoriya said before tapping a few things into his EG and turning online the energy shield, the shimmering green flowing over his entire body. The three women gasped in excitement before watching as the young man grabbed a section of his EG and pulled it over his hand, causing a red metal casing to cover most of his right hand up to his middle knuckles. He then pointed at an empty wall before firing a low-powered repulsor blast at it, shocking the women as it singed the wall black. "What do you think?" he asked, curious about their reactions.

"Incredible, simply incredible, young man! When can you give us the designs to build more of it?" Akagi asked excitedly.

"I can't. It uses an arc reactor to power the EG, and since that's patented technology that means I'm the only one who can legally use it," Midoriya explained, secretly happy that no one else can have access to his creations, as they were like his children (he thought of JARVIS and the AIs he'd make in the future).

"Couldn't you use an alternate power source?" one of them suggested.

Izuku shook his head, "Then it'd be too bulky or too underpowered. I'm sorry, but I can't mass-produce this without the arc reactor," he lied, knowing that a 9-Volt battery or a fusion core from Fallout would do the trick, however for the former it would only be able to fire one full-powered blast while the latter would eventually run out of juice after a hundred thousand uses if it was a fresh core.

The women looked a little down-trodden at the revelation before Akagi spoke up once more, "Well in that case, when will you be building the massive arc reactor in the basement?"

Midoriya brought a hand up to his chin in thought, "I can build it soon, but I'll need a team that'll listen to me to get it done faster. A team that won't sell my secrets to the highest bidder, mind you," he warned, not wanting his tech stolen from him.

The women peppered up a bit as they agreed to his terms before bidding farewell to the young man, leaving him "alone" in his lab.

"Sir, what will you be building next?" JARVIS asked from the loudspeakers that Midoriya had set up in the room.

"I'll be finishing up my laser pistol with the SIF," Midoriya replied, happy that the AI was always with him no matter where now that he incorporated him into the essentials, those being his personal laptop, his JARVIS sunglasses, and his lab as well. Izuku took off the tarp of the SIF and activated the fingerprint scanner, causing the device to expand and showing a 16-digit numerical lock. After typing in the passcode, he tapped the icon for the saved documents and selected the blueprint for his laser pistol. He waited a second before typing in the secret 32-digit numerical code to activating the custom-built AI he made for this machine only.

"Good evening, Boss," came the Irish-accented female voice as she awakened. The screen showed a redhead-colored circle on a black screen, which expanded and shrunk as she spoke. "What is my name and purpose?"

"Your name is FRIDAY, it stands for Female Replacement Intelligent Digital Assistant Youth. Your purpose is to help oversee the creation and modification of any invention that passes through the SIF."

"The SIF, Boss?" the newly activated AI asked. "Might I assume that's the name of the device I'm inhabiting?"

"Yes, it's short for the Stark Industries Fabricator, though technically I built it. Now, FRIDAY, I want your input on the finishing touches of the laser pistol," he requested.

"Yes, of course, Boss."

"Not to interrupt, Sir, but is FRIDAY my new sister?" JARVIS suddenly asked from the loudspeakers.

Midoriya stopped for a moment to giggle.

Oh, how much he enjoyed his new life.

"So what are you building now, master?" Desiree casually asked, looking over her shoulder to see her master working on something at his desk.

"A portal gun," he said simply, screwing in the white plating of the metal gun. It was sleek in design and looked futuristic, not too dissimilar to the devices he was building every day.

"A portal what?"

"A portal gun. It's a device that can open a portal to any place in the multiverse, just like Rick Sanchez's own version. Unfortunately, it requires a plant substance that doesn't grow natively on Earth, but thankfully it's only a couple hundred light years away in another star system."

"Master, I only understood, like, a quarter of what you said," Desiree admitted, curling some of her black hair with her pointer finger.

"The stuff I need is on another planet," he explained patiently. "So with the money I've been earning from Geonosis Tech I'll be buying a very specific car, since its stainless steel construction will be good when incorporated with an arc reactor."

"What's the car called?"

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"Honey, can you come here real quick?" Midoriya Inko called, doing her best to summon her son to the kitchen. She heard her son make a whole cacophony of noise before stumbling out of his room, wearing a pair of Matsuda M3023 sunglasses in the house that seemed to zoom in a bit on her before unzooming. "Sweetie, this just came into the mail. You didn't actually buy a car, did you?" she asked with a chuckle, handing over the piece of mail from a retro car company. "I mean, you're a bit too young to drive yet, aren't you? So it must be a mistake…" she trailed off, thinking it was a simple error.

"It's not," the young lad bravely said.

The mother's expression dropped to shock as she asked, "What?! How did you acquire the money for this?! It's probably over ¥6,000,000! Did you take out a loan from a loan shark? Oh god you probably did and—"

"Mom! I didn't take out a loan, I just did a few favors for a guy who had a spare DeLorean—"

"A DeLorean?! Like from those Back to the Future movies?" she interrupted innocently.

"Yes, exactly that!" her son exclaimed calmly. "I did a few favors for the guy and he gave me the car for free, mostly," Midoriya explained, forgoing the explanation of what exactly did.

"What exactly did you do?" Inko asked.

"Uh, well, let's just say the guy is doing better than before," he answered vaguely.

Later that day

"Nice driving, master, but how will you be getting this into your lab? Piece by piece?" Desiree asked, in her human form for the ride. Her master had parked (illegally) in front of Geonosis Tech quite well, considering he was going off someone else's memories (that being of Rick Sanchez of Earth C-137).

Izuku undid his seatbelt and asked his sex genie to turn invisible so that nobody would become aware of her existence. He stepped out of the car and walked a ways a bit from the car before pulling out a gun-looking device, shooting at the DeLorean. A green glow washed over the car before it began to shrink in size rapidly until it was smaller than his palm. He then approached it and easily picked it off the ground.

"Shrink ray technology was a success, I think," he said happily, stowing the small car into his pocket. He then entered Geonosis Tech with little fanfare as he entered his lab that was in one of the basement levels. He was going to enlarge his car but, once again, JARVIS alerted him that some of the higher-ups in the company were in the elevator and heading to his floor promptly. He quickly adopted a neutral expression as Akagi and an unknown dignified woman appeared from behind the elevator doors, the latter holding a smartpad.

"Excuse me, Mr…" the dignified woman looked at Akagi, who whispered to her the answer. "Mr. Midoriya, is it? My name is Hisoka Hamamoto, the CEO of Geonosis Tech. May you please explain how you acquired such a highly-coveted shrink ray?"

"Simple: I made it," he explained simply.

"An honest answer, please," Hisoka asked, reserved in almost every aspect.

Midoriya pulled out the shrink ray (well technically it was a size-changing ray but they didn't need to know about the enlarging setting) and held it in his hands. "I built it, by myself."

The woman let out a little giggle in disbelief. "Please, everyone knows men can barely comprehend up to middle school, let alone high school, so please give me the real answer."

"How the hell did I get this job then, hmm?" Izuku asked, looking to Akagi for information.

"I hired you but my boss hired me. I'm allowed to hire whoever I want," Kimi began, "unless it's against the CEO's wishes."

"Which it is. What can a man do that no other woman can't?" Hisoka asked haughtily.

"Make an arc reactor, make the Energy Gauntlet, make shrink ray technology…should I go on?" Midoriya listed off the things he could build on his fingers, before approaching the tarp-covered SIF and throwing off the tarp. "And this is my fabricator," he said as he keyed-in his fingerprint, allowing the 200-pound device to bloom and expand as the servos kicked in, the sound of light machinery to fill the room. "I built it myself."

"Lies, all of it," the woman insisted, slightly interested in the machine the man "made."

"JARVIS, show a timelapse of me building this over the month onscreen," Midoriya requested. His AI listened and had a nearby computer screen turn on, showing his creator making the device.

"…even a man can follow simple instructions," Hisoka weakly argued.

"Boss, trust me, he's a genius! He's probably as smart as Nozomi. He's the one who patented the arc reactor technology we're putting in the basement, which will then power the building and the surrounding city, which will rake in dough like nothing else," Kimi whisper-shouted to Hamamoto, her boss.

Hisoka sighed before saying, "Fine, maybe you are competent enough to have built that shrink ray and…maybe everything else. Does it have a time limit?" she gestured to the Size Differential Tool, or the SDT, in his hands.

"No, it doesn't," Izuku replied, internally preening to himself over his successes. "What do you have in mind?"

They were at a beach, well, it was a beach. It had been so heavily polluted over the years that it was more a landfill than a beach for families. It was Dagobah Municipal Beach Park and it was disgusting in almost every way, the salty tang of the ocean mixing with the nauseating smell of rotting trash.

Why were they here?

Well, it's because the SDT can shrink things down to 90% its original size which, when used properly, can make garbage piles practically nothing. The CEO of Geonosis Tech, that being Hisoka, had arranged an agreement with the mayor of Musutafu city to eliminate the garbage plaguing the area, along with providing power with Midoriya's massive arc reactor; the first of which was what Izuku was doing. He shot a ray of green light at the surrounding trash on the beach, watching with satisfaction over how the trash seemingly became nothing and turned into palm-sized garbage piles. After spraying (and praying) for over five minutes, the remaining trash was shrunk down and collected by the garbage women, who were impressed by his technology and how easy it made their job.

"Well that was easy," Midoriya quipped, gun spinning his SDT in his hand before stowing it away in his pocket. He walked over to the impressed Hisoka, who proceeded to give him a check to cash in later before she left in her car.

"Excuse me, young man!" a heavy emaciated blond woman called out to him from far away. She was wearing green cargo pants and a white t-shirt as she jogged her way over to Midoriya before putting her hands on her knees, trying to catch her breath.

Izuku raised an eyebrow, putting a hand to his Energy Gauntlet (just in case). "How can I help you, ma'am?"

The woman coughed up blood into her elbow area, waving off any concern from the lad. "Young man, I must thank you!"

"For cleaning up the beach? I did what anyone else would do," he deflected.

"No, you didn't do what anyone would do, you did what a heroine should do!" the random woman corrected. She smiled, which showed off an alarming number of teeth.

"Wait, do you think I was the one who built the shrinking tech?" Midoriya asked, a little hopeful for a non-bigoted woman for once (besides his mother).

"Why, of course! You looked so sure and confident while using the device that it clearly shows you're the creator," she explained. "You are the creator, right?" He nodded his head in confirmation. "Excellent, but what's your name, young man?"

"Midoriya. Midoriya Izuku, miss."

"Nice name, Young Midoriya. My name is Yagi Toshiko, and I'm wondering what you want to be in life. What do you want to be?"

"A hero," he answered immediately with no hesitation. "All my life I've wanted to be a hero, but not having a quirk made things…difficult. Thankfully I've now got a mind to rival President Nozomi, allowing me to test my mettle in the future with my tech," he said while showcasing his Energy Gauntlet that he always wore, which looked like a fancy black wrist band at the moment.

"I believe you can do it, Young Midoriya!" Toshiko said with confidence. "If even that invention on your wrist is half as impressive as that shrinking tech, then the heroine world will surely be rocked by you!" she smiled before feeling her pants pocket rumble. She checked her smartphone, her eyebrows raising in alarm. "Sorry, young man, but duty calls! Goodbye!" she farewelled, running away from him as she entered a nearby alleyway.

"That woman seemed familiar," Desiree remarked, replaying the scenario within her mind.

"She does. I swear I've seen her before," Midoriya concurred as he made his way back to Geonosis Tech by train.

"Okay, no distractions this time, right, JARVIS?" Midoriya asked, still wearing his JARVIS sunglasses as he walked out of the elevator, taking out the shrunk-down DeLorean and placing it on a floor with a lot of open space.

"Most certainly, Sir. I've locked down access to this part of the facility, leaving you completely alone," his AI answered in his monotonously British voice. "Shall I order you a pepperoni pizza with a soft drink with no ice in the meantime, Sir?" JARVIS asked politely.

"That sounds amazing, JARVIS. Do that," Izuku agreed as he took out his SDT before changing the setting on the device and then shooting the miniaturized car. A green light shot out of the SDT and then hit the car, surrounding it in a green glow before it rapidly regrew to its original size. "Perfect, time to start building," he said before getting two car jacks that he prepared in the meantime to lift the DeLorean up off the ground. He then got a socket set and removed the nuts and bolts holding the wheels to the car, taking them off and setting them aside to modify later. "First, time to make the car run off of pure electricity," he said aloud.

Desiree (in her human form) watched with interest as she saw her master remove and add parts on a whim with seemingly no rhyme nor reason. She had to say he really was a super genius, smarter than any of her previous masters who had wished for brains. Izuku had them all beat by a mile and then some. She watched as he removed the fuel tank and added a specialized container in its place. "Master, what did you just add?"

"A container for concentrated dark matter."

"Concentrated dark matter?" she parroted back, confused on what the hell it was.

"It's a special fuel that Rick Sanchez created that allowed him to travel through space faster than anybody else. It's two parts Plutonic quarks, one part cesium, and a dash of plutonium," he explained before seeing her confused face. "They're elements, well, most of them. All you need to remember is that it makes the car go really really fast, and to never, ever add in water to the recipe."

"Why?"

JARVIS automatically showed a video of an explosion on a nearby monitor.

"Ah, got it."

"Good. Now I just need to add some repulsor tech to the wheels and the car," he declared as grabbed one of the car tires and placed it inside the SIF, telling it to incorporate said technology in it where the rims/the bolt circle were. As he waited for the SIF to finish one wheel he decided to tackle the energy production of the car, building an arc reactor casually as he listened to music and ate his pizza/drank his Pepsi. When he was halfway finished with the arc reactor the SIF told him the tire was ready, where he then hooked it up to the car and placed another tire in the SIF. He did this two more times over the course of the day, modifying the output of the DeLorean's arc reactor until it was perfect and ready to install. He put the arc reactor in the same place the flux capacitor would go if it was the BTTF DeLorean, making him smile at the thought. Who knew that his life would have such a big turnaround ever since he found Desiree among the trash? A diamond in the rough, as they say.

"Sir, it's been eight hours since you've started work on your car. Please exit the facility, your mother is waiting for you in the lobby," JARVIS requested before cutting power to the lab.

"I hate you sometimes," Midoriya muttered, entering the elevator to leave, Desiree shifting back into her genie form to follow behind.

"No you don't," JARVIS cheekily denied.

The young green-haired man sighed with fondness, "Yeah, I don't."

Sometime in the near future

"Oh, Izuku!" Katsumi moaned as he nibbled on her neck, making fireworks go off in her mind. The two of them were in the girl's room, with her parents out for the evening, allowing them to go at it (soon), like rabbits eventually. "God, you made me fucking crazy all day."

"How so?" he asked before he bit lightly on her ear lobe.

A sharp intake of air followed before she muttered out, "By being you. God, everything you do makes me crazy," she admitted before feeling her partner's breath on her soaking cunt. She clenched up when she felt him tongue her clit, making out with it by licking and sucking it. He penetrated her with two fingers, just like how she liked it, as his digits entered deeper and deeper into her pussy, its walls clinging to him as he pumped in and out of her, keeping a steady rhythm.

He began to finger-fuck her in earnest as he made out with her clit, bringing her to climax quite quickly as she squirted all over him. She breathed in and out heavily for a minute, basking in the post-orgasmic bliss before she rebooted.

"Your turn, Zuku," she told him as she repositioned herself so that her head was over her partner's groin.

"You sure?" Izuku asked hesitantly, not wanting her to feel inclined to his problem downstairs. "I can take care of it myself," he reminded her.

"Tit for tat, Izuku. You eat me out and expect not to get rewarded? Fucking dumbass…" she said fondly before throating five inches of his thick hard cock. She had gotten better at deepthroating him, in her opinion at least. It was only their third hookup for sex and already she felt like she could go another inch or two down her throat, so she did exactly that. Midoriya moaned as he felt her go even further down, gripping the top of her head lightly in pleasure. She then patted Izuku's legs, signalling to him that he could throat-fuck her (a favorite of his, she discovered). With no trepidation he happily began to use Kacchan's head like a fleshlight, pushing and pulling up and down on his meaty cock. Most of the time she would go all the way up to the tip before being pressed nose-first against his neatly trimmed pubic haired groin.

She loved it when she got her Izuku to be all dominant and sexy like that. Taking command and "punishing" her by putting her in place, like those stories from the pre-quirk era days where men took what they wanted and acted as if they were the superior sex.

Speaking of sex…

Katsumi tapped on Midoriya's legs to signal for him to stop. Thankfully he stopped immediately, thinking he did something wrong. "Sorry! Did I hurt you, Kacchan?! Oh please god don't let me ruin this thing going on between us—"

"Izuku, shut up!" she said a little too forcibly. She sighed, seeing that she scared him with her attitude. "Sorry, Izuku, I've kinda killed the mood, didn't I?" she asked a bit rhetorically.

"You didn't, Kacchan. What's up?"

"So, you know how I wanted us to go slow?"

"Yeah?"

"I want to do it! I mean, I want to us to…" she hesitated, something that Katsumi almost never did. "I want us to have sex."

"You do?" Midoriya asked hopefully. Sure, he got morning blowjobs from Desiree and other things, but never before had he railed his best friend before. It sent a tingle to his cock in delight.

"You have a condom, right?" she asked, curious if he would've prepared for this.

"Uh, yeah! I do, just let me get my wallet," he fibbed as he grabbed his discarded jeans, internally freaking out before realizing this was a sexual situation. "I wish I had a condom that fits me in my wallet," he wished.

"Those stupid things? I don't think so, master," his sex genie Desiree denied, not making the wish as she watched her two favorite lovebirds go at it.

"Please?! I don't want to get her pregnant, Desiree!" he urged, pretending to fumble about to delay the reveal.

"Ugh, fine! Enjoy the rubber, master," she said with distaste, snapping her fingers together before a condom in its packaging magically appeared in his wallet.

He grabbed it and then swiftly put it on, thanking Aldera Junior High for teaching him how to apply one to his penis by using bananas as demonstrations. Izuku approached his childhood friend, who was currently in the missionary position, as he put his huge tip against the folds of her pussy. He rubbed it up and down, looking to his partner's eyes to gauge her reaction. When she nodded to him he took that as permission to enter, pushing inside her tight inner walls, which seemed to grasp around him perfectly. He kept pushing deeper and deeper into her before bottoming out, balls deep inside his childhood friend.

"Goddamn, you're big ," Katsumi remarked, out of breath from him just entering. "But hey, we took each other's V-Cards! Isn't that sweet?" she asked innocently.

Midoriya didn't have the heart (nor the balls) to tell her that he lost his V-Card ages ago, so he simply said, "It is. Can I start moving?"

"Yeah, just keep it slow," she told him, clenching the bedsheets for support as he moved out of her. Like sawing through wood, he began to piston thrust inside of her, a slow but powerful rhythm being built up as the two made love, looking into each other's eyes as sweat poured down their foreheads.

"Grab her tits, master. She'll love that," Desiree commented, praising her master for being a good partner in bed, while also correcting him when he fumbled. "Also, don't forget to suckle on them like a newborn."

Izuku listened to his sex genie and grabbed Kacchan's breasts, which overfilled his hands from how big they were, before moving his head to suckle on the teat like a newborn baby. She moaned in response, biting her lower lip in amazement over how good sex was with Midoriya. "God, who taught you that? It feels so goooood…" she drawled out, mewling in the process.

They went at it for a solid thirty minutes, one of them orgasming several times to their heart's content. But as soon as she got off her high of post-orgasmic bliss she noticed the problem: "Izuku, how have you not cummed yet?! Cum for me!" she demanded, pouting cutely at him.

"Okay, Kacchan, I'm. Gonna. Cum!" he exclaimed before bursting deep inside the condom, stopping him from flooding her womb and impregnating her with his seed. After pumping several times he finally pulled out, his condom overfilled from the amount he let out.

"Boo! Boo! This stinks!" Desiree shouted, not liking how the condom ruined things.

"Can it, please. You're ruining the moment," he requested mentally as he took off the condom, about to tie it off and throw it away before Kacchan stopped him, taking the condom from him. She then brought the hole of the condom to her mouth and downed his seed, audibly drinking every last drop, shocking the young man.

"Delicious," Katsumi declared as she tied it up and threw it away into the nearby trash bin. "What? That stuff's tasty, I'll have you know," she reminded him before enveloping him into a passionate kiss, sucking on his tongue in desperation.Text

"I want that part over there, that part over there, wait! Don't attach that yet, it's not ready," Midoriya commanded, directing so many different people who were building his massive arc reactor. They were currently underground in a sub-basement, further down then the green-haired man's lab. It was very spacious, about half a football field's worth of room to build in. They had been building the arc reactor for a week now, and they were about to finish installing it soon. It was huge and donut-shaped in design, the middle part of it being a huge glassy ring that stuck out like a sore thumb. It was currently offline for now and thus no blue glowing emanated from it.

"Are you the dude who came up with this?!" came the spirited words of a young woman with pink dreadlocks. She had yellow irises and black crosses. She came within hugging distance, which is to say was too close. "I saw the blueprints for your device and I gotta say it's impressive! If it was smaller it would solve all the energy problems all my babies are having!"

"Wow! Way too close! And babies? Oh wait, her inventions," the inventor thought, close enough to smell an oil and machinery smell on her. "Yes, I am the 'dude' who came up with it. Who are you? And how'd you get down here?"

"Hatsume Mei, future CEO of Hatsume Industries, at your service. I'm an intern following Power Loader around before U.A., which allowed me to follow her down here to build your—what was it called?"

"An arc reactor. Power Loader, a word, please?" Midoriya requested, making the woman stop installing the industrial-strength electrical wires.

"What seems to be the problem?" the pro heroine asked.

"I had no problem with letting you help build the arc reactor, in fact I felt at ease that a fellow developed mind would be working on it, but her," he gestured to Hatsume, who was currently reading over the blueprints of the massive device, her eyes seemingly zooming in to get a better look, "I do. I can tell that's a liability risk."

"She's not. She's an aspiring inventor, just like yourself," Power Loader argued.

"Aspiring? Yes. Stealing corporate secrets, MY secrets? Also yes," he easily countered, folding his arms together in a disapproving way. "I don't want to see MY tech in the hands of another without my express approval. And she does not."

"Look, I swear, Mr. Midoriya, Hatsume will not, in any way, shape nor form, copy your inventions. I swear," she promised.

"Ooh! Look at how this baby runs! I gotta get that man to let me copy it!" Mei shouted, disturbing the women around her.

"You were saying?" he asked rhetorically, sighing and dying a little inside.

"You! The man!" Hatsume yelled, running right up to him, getting too close again.

"I have a name."

"Doesn't matter! I think with a little tinkering of your design I could make it even smaller!" she announced.

"Now, Hatsume—" Power Loader began.

"Hold on," Midoriya interrupted, intrigued by the pink-haired woman's proposal. He already knew he could shrink it, but he wanted to see what she came up with. "Explain."

"If you were to make the palladium ring roughly basketball-sized, and then you made the core…" she fully devolved into intellectual talk, too sciencey and complicated for most of the other women to follow. She talked at length for five minutes straight, much to the delight of Izuku.

"Hatsume, is it?" The girl nodded rapidly, a big smile on her face. "I like your idea. Text me later so we can build it," Midoriya scribbled down his phone number and gave it to Mei, who took it excitedly, who then skipped away back to the blueprints of the massive arc reactor.

"Isn't there a smaller arc reactor already?" Power Loader asked after a moment, having looked at all the patents this Midoriya Izuku man had patented before taking the gig.

"Yep," he replied, putting emphasis on the "p."

"Then why let her nerd out?" the adult asked, confused.

"Simple: I wanted to see what she could come up with, and she certainly has the right ideas," he admitted, a happy smile on his face. "But enough of that. Back to work!" he declared, going back to directing everyone to finish the massive arc reactor.

It took another ten hours, but finally it was finished. Midoriya flipped the "on" switch, watching the power generator turn on, providing the starting energy to begin the power up process. The arc reactor began to glow a bright blue, slowly increasing in color and noise as it finally stabilized. Everyone in the room began to clap, knowing how big of a project it was.

"Congratulations, Mr. Midoriya," the CEO of Geonosis Tech greeted, walking out of the elevator as she looked over her smart pad, seeing the readouts of the building and the surrounding city. "You did as you promised."

"I'm a man of my word, Miss Hisoka. My check, please?" he requested, getting handed the check in question.

The next day

"Okay, testing flight capabilities of the DeLorean in 3. 2. 1…and liftoff," Midoriya counted down before engaging the repulsors in the car, the vehicle lifting up off the ground by five feet. It stayed steady in the air, making the young man nod in happiness. "Perfect, it's working!"

"Congratulations, Sir."

Midoriya lowered the DeLorean down to the ground in his lab before leaving the car and taking out his SDT, shrinking the vehicle down to the size of his palm. He then put on his JARVIS sunglasses and left the building, going to the back of the facility. "JARVIS, loop the cameras, please."

"Done, Sir. You're clear to go."

"Master, what are you planning to do?" Desiree asked, in the dark on what he was planning to do since she wasn't reading his mind out of respect. Izuku was silent as he enlarged his shrunken DeLorean back to full size before entering the car, gesturing for her to join him. She did as he asked and sat in the passenger's side, turning human and putting on her seatbelt. "Where are we going?"

"To space, Desiree," he answered as he turned on a couple of switches before the car began to rise off the ground. Midoriya then turned the wheel to point the vehicle in the right direction and then clicked on a covered box, the DeLorean humming like a tesla coil as energy surrounded it. It hummed louder and louder until the two were whooshed out of there in a blink of an eye, almost as if they were never there.

"Take a look at that…" Midoriya commented as he got close enough to the planet. It was beautiful looking, having yellow rings around it and it having a yellowish hue to the planet. It was colored yellow with splotches of red mixed in, making it quite a sight. Izuku directed the DeLorean to get into the planet, breaking through the atmosphere and arriving at a lush and thriving forest filled with yellow-tinged trees. They landed in a clearing that was devoid of plantlife, as to avoid damaging the car. Izuku, along with a thoroughly impressed Desiree, got out of the vehicle, the man turning on his Energy Gauntlet and passing a laser gun (set to lethal) to his partner. He had his school backpack on his back for some reason, secured lightly against him.

"Wow, master!" she said, breathing in the alien air. "It smells and feels so different here!" she remarked happily, looking happily around.

"Yeah, you're right, Desiree. It's quite a sight," he agreed, pulling the wrist band over his hand to engage his repulsor blast.

Just in case, of course.

"Follow me, the crystals we're looking for is deeper in," he commanded, walking further into the trees, his sex genie right behind him. "Not that you asked, but this is planet Amoxi, the homespace of the green Sillin crystals, which are a crucial ingredient in portal fluid; the last part I need," he further clarified, smacking a tall leaf out of his way as he and his partner trekked in search of those crystals. "Hey, Desiree, just as a random thought but couldn't you fly up and find the Silin crystals more easily?" Midoriya asked politely, curious on how far and high she could potentially fly.

"Of course, master! Smart thinking," she praised before turning back into her genie form and flying high above in the sky. She started to scan the surroundings below her, flying this way and that until she rejoined her master, a smile on her ghostly neon green face. "I think I found some, master! Follow me!" she commanded, taking him by the hand and leading him in a completely different direction. They stomped their way past some foliage, moving them aside until they stumbled upon it: A field full of green crystals, on almost every surface in front of them.

"Hell yeah! Good job, Desiree!" Midoriya praised, shooting her a thumbs-up in appreciation as he proceeded to collect the Silin crystals, throwing them into the pouch of his backpack. "Aw, yeah, ba-bee! This is it, Desiree, I'll be able to build portal fluid after this!"

"Yay! I don't know how important that is, but yay!" she celebrated, turning human again to help with collecting.

They collected for the next ten minutes until the backpack was completely full, almost bursting over.

With his objective complete, the two of them went back to the DeLorean and headed home, using concentrated dark matter to get them back to his mom's house within a minute instead of the (at least) potential centuries it would've taken using present day technology. Midoriya landed the car in a parking spot that conveniently was next to his mother's, hovering over the spot until he killed the repulsor tech and landed with a bump.

Izuku (with an invisible Desiree) walked back into his home, said hello to his mom, and then went to his room, taking off his backpack and getting a nearby mortar and pestle that he bought with his newfound money from Geonosis Tech. He started crushing up the Silin crystals into a fine powder, depositing the stuff into a specialized small glass container. When added the glass container began to act like a green tesla coil, the "electricity" bouncing around erratically inside.

"There it is," Midoriya said, holding the glass container between his fingers. "Portal fluid, after all this time," he murmured before opening up a drawer at his desk and pulling out his portal gun, which was missing its fuel. He installed the portal fluid like putting a magnet against a metal wall, sticking together as if magnetized. The device powered on, showing a display of "A-001" near a dial. "And finally, one of my dreams is complete."

"Is that your portal gun, Sir?" JARVIS asked, looking through the cameras installed on the sunglasses.

"Yes it is, JARVIS. I can go anywhere I want in the multiverse now."

"Don't you mean universe?" Desiree asked, lounging naked on his bed in her human form. "What's a multiverse anyways?"

"JARVIS, would you mind?"

" The multiverse is the 'hypothetical' set of all universes. Together, these universes are presumed to comprise everything that exists: the entirety of space, time, matter, energy, information, and the physical laws and constants that describe them. The different universes within the multiverse are called 'parallel universes', 'other universes', 'alternate universes', or 'many worlds,' " the AI quoted from Wikipedia.

"English, please."

"It means that there's a universe where I never met you, Desiree. There's a universe where I got a quirk somehow, a world where I became the number one pro hero. Stuff like that, my dear."

"Oh? And you can go to these other worlds now?" she asked hesitantly, unsure of her question.

"In the simplest of terms, yes. Emphatically, yes!" he declared, a wide smile on his face. "But I need to know what universe to go to first, otherwise it's going to be a crapshoot."

"How so, master?"

"Think of it like this: Shooting a portal to a random universe is like walking out on the street blindfolded, you don't know where you're going or how safe it's going to be. But I have an idea to offset that risk by a fair margin with a device called Interdimensional Goggles."

"What does it do?"

"It allows the user to observe realities across different dimensions by matching it to the wearer's DNA. I need to find/make some Crystallized Xanthenite, also known as Time Crystals, to use first to build them. I can make some if I combine Purified Fleeb with a Dark Energy Ball. But to get that I need to…"

Desiree tuned her master out, not out of malice or hate but because her master had the tendency to go on long intellectual tangents about the most benign things, this being one of them. She turned on the television and clicked on to an American drama called "Breaking Bad," finding herself hooked within the first ten minutes of the first episode.

Sometime in the near future

"Add some wiring there, a touch of copper there, and presto! A smaller arc reactor!" she shouted, having an arc reactor the size of two basketballs on the table (it was still donut-shaped). The device was surrounded by unused mechanical parts and a still-hot soldering iron, and there was a faint oil smell in the air. The two of them were in the young man's personal lab at Geonosis Tech, having music playing in the background that wasn't too loud, but loud enough to inspire them.

"First we gotta test it, Hatsume, see if the damned thing wants to work this time," Midoriya corrected her, finding his building session with the pink-haired girl fun and stimulating for the mind as he hooked up the large arc reactor to a mini power generator, connecting the positive and negative ends to their respective places.

"Come on, turn on the generator already! It's keeping me in suspense," she admitted, urging him to do as she asked.

Izuku huffed good-naturedly as he pressed the on button for the generator, watching as the giant (but not massive) arc reactor on the table began to glow with blue, almost white, light, humming slightly as it powered up. After a couple seconds of unsureness the power generation stabilized in the big arc reactor, showing that Hatsume's guesses on how to miniaturize it by a large margin was successful.

"Oh my god, we did it! I'm so happy, Greenie!" she whooped, bringing him in for a hug. At first he was stiff from the sudden contact, but soon he relaxed and reciprocated the hug back, finding that he quite enjoyed a friendly (non-sexual) action.

"We sure did. I do wonder if we could make it smaller though," he alluded, hoping maybe she would get the hint that they could go smaller.

"Hmm, probably," she said, pulling away from the hug as she went deep in thought, bringing a hand to her chin.

Midoriya smiled before asking, "You do?"

"Maybe? Maybe! Getting it this small took two weeks of hard work and spitballing ideas. Getting it even smaller than this is gonna be a challenge…"

Izuku grinned, proud of her for thinking ahead and thinking for the (seemingly) impossible.

Suddenly his JARVIS sunglasses that he almost constantly wore alerted him that someone was coming down in the elevator. The doors opened, revealing a greasy black-haired female teenager holding a large flat white box with a logo on it and also a liter full of soda. "Uh, yeah, I have a delivery for a woman named Midoriya?" she said, unsure if she was in the right place.

"You bought us food?! Thanks, Greenie!" Hatsume thanked as she grabbed the pizza box and the soda, leaving the young delivery woman empty-handed. She took that as her cue to depart and left them as she went back through the elevator.

"JARVIS?" he whispered into his sunglasses, wondering if he was behind this, as he certainly didn't remember buying them any food nor drink.

"I'm always looking out for you, Sir," his AI answered, "And also your friends."

Huh.

Was Mei his friend?

They did hang out frequently. They worked together, listened to each other's ideas, and were two aspiring inventors.

So were they?

"Thanks, JAR," his creator fondly whispered before calling out, "Hey, Hatsume?"

"Mmhat?" she asked, her voice muffled by a mouthful of a slice of pepperoni pizza.

"Are we…friends?" Midoriya asked hesitantly, not knowing if he'd like the answer.

Mei quickly downed the piece of food in her mouth as she pondered the question. It seemed simple, but for the life of her she didn't know the answer. She held up a finger in the "one moment" gesture as she typed her question on Google. After reading what the definition of a friend was she answered, "Do we have mutual affection that's not sexual or familial?"

Midoriya responded back, "Yes?"

"Ditto! So yes, we're friends," she said as if she answered a math equation.

Heh.

It was official, as official as coming from the horse's mouth:

They were friends.

That made the lonely part of Midoriya Izuku smile.

"Okay, the moment of truth," Midoriya dramatically said as he donned the Interdimensional Goggles. He had managed to create a bootleg Time Crystal by using Earthean technology, which was prone to failure but was his only available option without being able to know where he needed to be to get proper crafting ingredients. He turned on the goggles, using the dial on the side to alter the reality he was viewing. The screen in front of his eyes changed to showing a version of him being in school on a weekend, working on a decently difficult mathematical equation. He twisted the dial again, seeing that another version of him was running across a rooftop, doing god knows what.

He proceeded to go through a bunch of universes, finding that he had a quirk for some reason in some of them, which made him a tad jealous. In other universes he was working with Hatsume on a project or something, in others he was training on a beach by removing trash with a blond-haired emaciated man in the background watching him, reminding him of that Toshiko woman. In another universe he apparently had the Infinity Gauntlet and was fighting male pro heroes.

It was all very weird, but such was the fate of elseworlds.

Finally he found a universe that was useful for him, seeing through the eyes of another Midoriya at a corner store. "A-alright, this reality is special, Desiree. It's filled with vibranium, so much vibranium that it's sold on every corner drug store for dirt-cheap! We're— belch —gonna need a lot of it, excuse me for burping, I had a lot of soda," Midoriya apologized as he fiddled with his portal gun, inputting the coordinates to the universe in question. "And before you ask, no, vibranium does not exist in this reality. That's why we gotta go to another universe to get some."

"But what is vibranium?" she asked the million-dollar question.

"JARVIS?"

"'Vibranium is a fictional metal appearing in American comic books published by Marvel Comics, noted for its extraordinary abilities to absorb, store and release large amounts of kinetic energy,' Sir," the AI answered.

"And why do you need it?"

"I'm gonna—I'm gonna be building Iron Man suits out of them, making them stronger than their comic/movie counterpart, burp !" he revealed as he finished messing around with his portal gun. "Okay, we're ready to go! Come on, Desiree, we've got a metal to buy," he said as he shot a fluidic green portal in the center of his room, it swirling into itself. With some happiness that his stuff was working he walked through the portal, with his sex genie following closely behind. The two of them emerged in a dingy back alleyway, with the sun high overhead. "Stick close in your genie form, Desiree. I don't know how tolerant they are to another race other than Japanese," he warned, stepping out of the alleyway and into the streets. He looked left and right, trying to find a corner drug store before giving up and asking a random civilian, "Hey, do you know where the nearest drug store is?"

The random civilian pointed up the street.

"Thanks, dude," Midoriya said before going in the direction the rando pointed to. He walked for five minutes until stumbling upon it, a quaint general store with a little bit of everything for day to day existence . He entered inside to find rows upon rows of shelves lined with food and other perishables. Izuku kept scanning the store until he found it: a bunch of vibranium on a wall for sale. Izuku nabbed all the special metal he could from the shelves, about 100 pounds worth in multiple trips. He brought it to the counter and the shopkeeper (a man surprisingly) scanned it with no issue, as if this was another Tuesday.

"100 yen, please," he said, waiting for payment.

Even though Midoriya knew it was dirt-cheap, he was still surprised by the miniscule dent in his healthy bank account. He quickly paid and asked the fellow man, "How do you feel about green portals?" as he messed around with his portal gun to take him home.

"As long as it doesn't interrupt business I don't care," he answered gruffly.

"How much for your entire stock of vibranium?" Midoriya questioned as he portaled the special metal to his lab at Geonosis Tech.

The man brightened up as he gestured for the green-haired lad to follow him. The two (three if you counted the silent Desiree, four if you counted JARVIS) went into the basement of the shop, Izuku turning on his Energy Gauntlet just in case this was an elaborate way to rob him. After descending down the staircase the shopkeeper turned on the light to reveal a plethora of vibranium that filled the room in a cubic shape. "I have two tons of vibranium that I bought foolishly from a trickster. It's just so useless, you know? I'll give it to you for a thousand yen. I know, a little pricey but I need to recoup my losses and—"

Midoriya handed over two 500 yen coins readily, the shopkeeper smiling as he got his money.

"Take what you want, kid. I need it off my hands," the man said, leaving the young lad by himself as he began to shoot portals below the cubic-shaped vibranium to send it to his lab. It took a lot of portal shooting but eventually the two tons of vibranium were shipped to his lab, with him creating a personal portal to his lab himself. He entered through, finding himself exactly where he wanted, his lab crowded with the special metal. He grabbed one of his inventions called the Zero Point Energy Field Manipulator, also colloquially known as the Gravity Gun, and used it to lift and place the vibranium up in neat and orderly piles in the back of his lab. However, he took some off the top of the cubed-shaped metal and put it inside the SIF, telling the device to create the Iron Man suit he had on the back-burner.

As he waited for the fabricator to finish his smartphone vibrated, getting an alert from one of his contacts. It was Kacchan, telling him to get his ass over to her house for some fun. He smiled at the thought before keying his portal gun to the outside of Kacchan's house. Izuku shot a portal to the location in question, stepping out the otherside while putting away his JARVIS sunglasses into his pocket, as he didn't need to lose them when he and his childhood friend had a romp. "I wish I had more condoms that magically fit me," he wished to his sex genie.

"Bleh. Go nuts, master," Desiree begrudgingly granted, snapping her fingers together and making the condoms appear in his wallet.

"Thank you," he mentally commented as he entered the Bakugo residence without knocking. He went to Kacchan's room and knocked at the door lightly.

"Come in, bitch!" she yelled out.

"I'm not a bitch, Kacchan," he mumbled out, mostly to himself as he opened the door, seeing his best friend fully clothed and sitting up on her bed, a serious expression on her face. "What's up?"

"You know how I texted that I wanted some fun?" Bakugo asked.

"Yeah?"

"I lied. I wanted to talk to you about, well, you ," she admitted. "I didn't know how else to get you here."

"Oh, Kacchan, you could've been honest. I would've came regardless," Midoriya promised, joining her on the bed. "What do you want to speak about?"

"Where are you going after school and on the weekends?" she asked bluntly. "Are you seeing someone else, someone other than me?!" she accused hotly. Midoriya gulped, which didn't go unnoticed by his companion. "Who are you cheating on me with?!"

"I-I'm not cheating on you, Kacchan!" he half-lied, as he wasn't sure whether to count Desiree or not. "I-I've been an i-intern at a tech company and I've been g-going there nearly every day! I have a lab and everything!"

"Bullshit! You're smart but not that smart! You never made anything when I was around when we were younger," she pointed out, scrutinizing him.

"Well, I am now! See, check this out," he asked as he moved the red metal on his EG to cover his hand up to his middle knuckles, the repulsor humming as it came online. Katsumi watched with suspicion, and a hint of surprise that a device that tiny could do that. "I call it the Energy Gauntlet. It can make an energy shield around me and shoot out repulsor blasts to protect me."

"Really? Wanna prove that?"

"Huh?"

"I'm gonna use my quirk on you, see if what you're saying is bullshit," she warned, slowly snaking her hand to the center of his torso. Quickly Midoriya turned on the energy shield part of his EG, the shimmering green glow surrounding him in an instant. Bakugo, a woman of her word, did a medium-sized blast of her quirk on his body, but all he did was flinch in response while looking no worse for wear. "Maybe you're telling the truth. Maybe ," she stressed, retracting her hand. "Take me to your lab," she ordered, still suspicious of his claims.

"Sure, just uh, follow me," he said as he pulled out his portal gun and keyed in the coordinates of his lab, shooting a green portal in front of them. Bakugo reacted on instinct, jumping back from the surprise. Upon noticing that Midoriya wasn't following her example she stood next to him before watching him enter the portal, then doing the same herself. They entered Midoriya's lab, which was filled with vibranium cubes and half-finished projects. The SIF was online and finishing the last pieces of the Iron Man suit, with Izuku taking out his sunglasses and passing them to his friend. "Put them on, it's another invention I made."

She did as he asked, seeing the multitude of information flood her brain and almost overwhelm her before a monotonous British voice spoke to her seemingly out of nowhere, "Good evening, Miss Bakugo."

"The hell?!"

"There's no need for profanity, Miss Bakugo. My name is JARVIS, and I am my creator's helper," he explained simply.

"Where the hell are you?"

"You're wearing me," he deadpanned. "Can you please pass me over to my Sir?"

Shaking herself out of her stupor she passed the JARVIS sunglasses back to her childhood friend, who proceeded to wear it with a relaxed sigh. "Do you believe me now, Kacchan?"

Katsumi nodded her head before asking, "How long? How long have you hidden how damn smart you were?"

"Only a couple of months. Promise me not to freak out?"

"Sure, not like you can surprise me anymore than right now," his friend said.

"I wish you were human," Izuku randomly said. Bakugo heard a snapping noise ring out in the room as a buxom carmel beauty suddenly materialized in front of them. She was scantily clad and wearing almost nothing, the little amount of clothing she wore accenting her curves and other assets. "Kacchan, meet Desiree, my other best friend."

"Hello, Bakugo," Desiree greeted nicely, holding out a hand. "It's nice to finally meet you, for real this time."

Numbly the Bakugo girl shook the others' hand, "What are you?"

"I'm a sex genie. My master found me in a trash heap and the rest is history."

"Mind telling me the whole story?"

Thirty minutes later

"You have a 'sex' genie that can grant you any sexually-related wish as many times you want?

"Yes."

"So you wished to be as smart as a fictional man named Rick Sanchez?"

"Yeah."

"And you've been using your newfound intellect to amass riches and build gadgets and tools, is that right?"

"Pretty much."

"And you're currently building an Iron Man suit like from the Marvel films/comics?"

"Uh huh."

"You lucky, lucky bastard! Do you know how many women and men would kill to be in your position?!" she exclaimed.

"A lot?" he guessed, rubbing the back of his head.

"A fuck ton, Zuku! A. Fuck. Ton," she slowly cemented into his head. After the three of them talked Desiree decided to leave to rest on Midoriya's bed in her human form, leaving the two (three if you counted JARVIS) alone in the workshop. "Hey, think you could be my support technician? Your new nerd brain would probably come up with something, right?"

"I don't know," he playfully said as he put a hand to his chin, "Maybe if I have the time…"

"Ha ha," she laughed as she lightly punched her friend's shoulder, which got repelled by his still active energy shield. "No, but seriously."

"Of course I'll build you some support items, Kacchan! I've got so many ideas already, like a sweat grenade or something," he spitballed his idea.

"A sweat grenade?" she parroted back.

"Yeah. So the idea is that it stores your sweat that you automatically/manually create and holds it in a grenade-shaped cartridge. You pull the pin and a couple seconds later BOOM ! It goes off. What do you think?" Midoriya asked shyly.

"I like it! When do you think you can make it?"

Izuku cracked his knuckles together as he wordlessly walked over to the SIF, gesturing to Kacchan to join him. As she stalked over she watched as her friend removed pieces of armor from the machine, stowing them on a work table for later. She saw a master at his craft began to make/manipulate a new blueprint design, making an ovoid-shaped grenade that could collect sweat from the skin, with a gauge on the side that told the user how full it was; and then he added color to the device, a standard green and black to the design. He then told the SIF to create it before turning back to a thoroughly impressed Kacchan, the wait time being less than thirty minutes.

"JARVIS, order us some pizza and soda, please," Midoriya requested.

"Of course, Sir. Wait time is fifteen minutes," he alerted them before going silent once again.

"So you think your fancy new suit is gonna take you to UA? " Bakugo asked before taking a bite of her slice of pizza, gesturing to the loose pieces of red and yellow armor on the table.

"Yes, among other things," he answered with a full mouth, modifying the pieces of the armor for later.

"You're crazy, you know that? You need a quirk to be a heroine, or a hero in your case," she argued as she set her plate down, disapproval in her tone of voice.

"I disagree."

"Oh really?" she asked, unsurprised that he would say that.

"I've made many devices and gadgets that could be argued as quirks, such as this," he showed attention to his EG. "Or this," he pointed to his suit of armor.

"Yeah, but…"

"But what?"

"I don't want you to get hurt, Izuku," she admitted, looking him in the eye. "If you got hurt because some bitch decided to harm you, I'd never forgive myself."

"Kacchan…I appreciate it, but I can take care of myself—"

"By kidding yourself that you can be a hero so you can hurt yourself by trying to save lives?!" she shouted, unable to accept that was her new reality.

Midoriya bristled at her words, "I can be a hero! I can, especially with this!" he pointed to his Iron Man armor. "I know you don't want me to get hurt, Kacchan. I understand, but this is MY life, MY choices. If you can't accept that then…" he trailed off, not knowing what to say next.

"Boss, the sweat grenade has finished production," FRIDAY announced, the machinery noises that came from the SIF dying down. "Am I interrupting anything, Boss?"

"No, not at all," he lied, taking the grenade from the SIF and handing it over to his childhood friend. "Sweat into it, Kacchan, we can argue after," he told her as he put ear plugs into his ears, urging his friend to do the same.

Katsumi did the same before snatching the sweat grenade from him before letting out sweat from her palms, holding the grenade with both hands. They watched as a thermometer-like gauge filled until it was full, telling her that it was ready. She pulled the pin from the device as she threw it at the piles upon piles of vibranium, the resulting BOOM! filling the room. It would have deafened them had they not had ear protection. The vibranium glowed a purple hue as it absorbed the blast, storing the energy for later.

Bakugo grinned a huge smile as she asked, "When can you make me more?"

It was the day of the U.A. Entrance Exam. Many potential students were milling about and entering inside the school, with Izuku standing at the archway in worryment. Many of the women were eyeing him up in confusion and, for some, lust; as most of them haven't seen a man before in their life and he didn't look bad all things considered.

What if the proctors thought he wasn't good enough?

What if he failed?

"I mean, what if they say I'm no good? What if they say, 'Get out of here, kid! You've got no future!' I mean, I just don't think I can take that kind of rejection," he thought within his mind.

"Master, you've got this!" Desiree cheered, hearing his hateful thoughts. "If they don't let you in then it's their loss!"

Midoriya smiled at his sex genie's encouragement. "Thanks, Desiree!" he mentally thought to her as he shook his head clear of his traitorous thoughts. It was a bit of a challenge, but one he overcame as he walked through the doors to the school, carrying a red and silver suitcase in his right hand.

The written exam was piss easy, at least to Midoriya's standards of challenging. It asked basic heroic questions, basic physics, basic mathematics, English literature, and so on. He finished within fifteen minutes, way ahead of anyone else as he handed in his exam. He waited while playing an oldie on his smartphone for the next exam, the practical one if he wasn't mistaken.

Students began pouring into the room, but most importantly, Kacchan was in the crowd. He waved her over to him, her having a fake annoyed look on her face as she sat next to him. "You finished early," she said immediately after getting next to him.

"Wasn't that hard."

"For you, maybe. Is she here?" she asked, referring to Desiree.

"Yes, she is."

Katsumi sighed good-naturedly as she remarked, "Your stupid smart brain gave you—"

She was interrupted, however, when a cloud of smoke began pouring out on the stage in front of them as lights focused on a trap door. With a flash of more smoke a blonde-haired woman wearing a black studded jacket with a very tall collar, along with black booty shorts with a orange-red belt. "Welcome, dear listeners! Everybody say 'hey!'" the mystery woman shouted.

Silence stretched within the room, only broken by someone sneezing lightly.

"O-K, I can roll with this!" she rebounded, her smile never straining. "My name is Present Mic and, taking a page from Snipe, all of y'all must be ready to do some fighting, right?"

The crowd began to murmur in excitement, giving the pro heroine some hope that they be more responsive in the future.

"Good! As it says in the application requirements, you listeners will be conducting ten-minute mock urban battles after this! You can bring whatever you want with you. After the presentation, you'll head to the specified battle center, okay? There are three different types of robots you'll be facing: The One-Pointer, the Two-Pointer, and the Three-Pointer. As the names suggest they give varying amounts of points. The more points you have the better chance you have to get into U.A., got it?"

"Excuse me, Present Mic-sensei!" came a somehow equally loud voice from the stands. A light shined on the glasses-wearing woman who had dark blue hair as she spoke, "On the pamphlet it says there are four types of robots! If that is a misprint, then U.A., the most prominent school in Japan, should be ashamed of that foolish mistake! We examinees are here in this place because we wish to be molded into exemplary heroes! And you, the man!" she suddenly turned on a dime, pointing to Midoriya, the only man in the seatings. "Why are you here?! To distract us?!"

"I, uh, I mean—"

"Spit it out, will you?!" the overbearing women urged.

"Calm down, Examinee Number 7111!" Present Mic ordered.

"Of course, Present Mic-sensei!" she immediately withdrew from pseudo-bullying the man as she sat back down in her seat.

"That girl is right. There technically are four types of robots, the last one being called a Zero-Pointer, as it awards 'zero' points upon defeating it," she said while making air-quotes, hinting at the hidden rescue points. "My advice? Stay clear of it. Now, time for you to smash some robots! Go Beyond…"

"Plus Ultra!" the crowd shouted back unanimously, making Present Mic smile at their enthusiasm.

Everyone got off the blue bus that carried them to their respective urban cities. Everyone was wearing a variation of sweatsuits, with Midoriya wearing a deep-grey tracksuit bottoms with an orange stripe down the side, black sneakers with vibrant orange laces and soles, and a black t-shirt. Additionally, Izuku has with it a zipped-up white tracksuit jacket with a stand up collar, deep-grey sleeves with an orange line running down their sides and orange cuffs, and deep-grey shoulders. On the left breast of the jacket is a black brand symbol that is reminiscent of the letter "N." Every person were keyed up and anxious to start.

"You, the man!"

"I have a name," he said as the other teen approached him.

"Not important right now. What is important is why you're even here," the dark blue-haired teen said, pushing her glasses back up her nose. "How could they let a man try to be a hero? It's foolish and a waste of time when they have not a quirk to use."

"I beg to differ, miss. While I may not have a quirk because of what's in-between my pants, I certainly make up for it in smarts."

"Please, we all know that men can barely comprehend school, much less a high school like U.A.. So tell me, are you a mole to slip up unsuspecting women?" the four-eyed teen asked.

"No, I'm not a mole. I genuinely just want to be a hero," he answered.

"Righhhhhht," she drawled out.

"What a bitch, master!" Desiree commented, wanting to sock her in the jaw for insulting her precious master.

"What is it you're holding?" the stranger asked, pointing to the red and silver suitcase the man was holding.

Without answering Midoriya set his suitcase down on the ground before slamming his right foot down on a section of it, causing a series of servos to whirl as it uprighted itself. It bloomed open, expanding as it revealed two red gauntlets to grab. Izuku grabbed the two gauntlets and pushed further inward, causing it to cover him up to his wrists. He then pulled up the entire chassis upwards as it covered his entire torso, it having an active arc reactor in the upper center of it. Midoriya then held out his arms to the sides, both pointing in opposite directions as the Iron Man suit formed around him, starting first around his stomach/torso. The metal plates spun and sunk into place with screwing noises being heard as the arc reactor glowed ever more brightly as it assembled itself around its creator. The red metal plating at the arm section began to fall into place up to his hand, where a repulsor hummed to life. His leg portions scrambled to knit itself together to uniformly cover Midoriya before the upper section of the armor began to cover his head, protecting it from any harm. It swung and swinged into its positions, firstly covering his chin and then the sides of his head, before finally sliding the silver Iron Man faceplate over his face, putting him in the dark for a second until all systems came online, allowing him to see the stunned expressions on everyone's faces.

"That surely can't be allowed, can it?" the dark blue-haired girl muttered in disbelief. "He couldn't have actually built that, right?" she near-whispered.

"Oh, you better believe it," Desiree said, knowing the stranger wouldn't be able to hear her.

"AND START!" Present Mic shouted from the loudspeakers. "What?! There are no countdowns in real life! Go go go!"

Izuku took that as his cue and flew off into the faux urban city at high speeds, leaving everyone gawking at him before they roused themselves out of their stupor.

"That's one," he thought to himself as he destroyed a One-Pointer robot with a repulsor blast. He flew around until he stumbled upon a gang of Three-Pointers, which he removed easily with a unibeam from his chest. "That's nineteen so far. I need more!"

Midoriya flew around a bunch, taking down robots and saving his fellow test-takers from danger, amassing a total of 60 villain points by himself. It was amazing seeing so many different quirks in action, however. One woman had a naval that shot out a laser for a quirk, for another they were able to manipulate small tornados. It was all very fascinating. If he had his notebook on him he would've written down the pros and cons of each of their quirks and then written an entire analysis dedicated to each of them. But alas, it wasn't meant to be, he thought as he saved a lilac-haired teenager who was fighting with a broken piece of metal and not with her quirk.

How odd.

Suddenly, without warning, the buildings began to rumble and shake. A monstrous, building-sized robot showed its ugly mug as it rounded a corner. It easily grabbed the edge of the building it was passing for support. It was huge and green with seven beady red eyes on its face, scanning its surrounding to find some potential student to crush. Everyone began running away in fear, save for one individual:

Midoriya Izuku.

He noticed that there was a brown-haired girl stuck under some rubble, and the giant robot was approaching quickly. Without any hesitation Midoriya flew in, destroyed the rubble, and bridal-carried the girl out of harm's way. After dropping her off at a secure location, Izuku flew back to the gigantic robot and thought of all the tricks he had. He knew that a simple repulsor blast wouldn't harm it much, and a unibeam to its head would only cause more property damage when it fell, so he activated a special gadget in his arsenal.

A gun sprouted out of his left shoulder and fired a green ray of energy at the robot, encompassing it entirely as it rapidly began to shrink smaller and smaller and smaller; until it was the size of a toy. With the threat now dealt with Midoriya walked on over to the robot and crushed it like an aluminum can, destroying it entirely.

"And it's over, folks!" Present Mic shouted through the loudspeakers.

Everyone began to relax that it was over, but Midoriya flew back over to the girl he saved. "You okay?"

The girl with a perpetual blush on her cheeks gave him a shaky smile, "Thank you so much for saving me! I was so scared to get crushed!"

"I would be too, miss…?"

"Oh, my name is Uraraka Ochaco. Yours?" she asked, getting up on shaky legs to be eye-level with him.

"Midoriya Izuku, Uraraka," he said with a literal hidden smile thanks to his faceplate. She gave him a weird look before giving him a farewell wave goodbye as she walked over to a small-statured woman who he thought was Recovery Girl, leaving him alone. He was about to rocket away back home when he heard it:

"You!" the dark blue-haired girl shouted. "You cheated!" she huffed out, trying to catch her breath from all the fighting she'd done.

Midoriya let his faceplate retract to show his unamused face, "And how did I 'cheat?'"

"By using that…admittedly awesome suit of armor!" she gestured to his barely damaged Iron Man suit. "You know you're only supposed to use tech that you actually made, right? You would know that if you read the pamphlet!"

"One, I did read the pamphlet," he said as he caused his suit of armor to move around to allow him access to his back pocket, pulling out the piece of paper to wave in the girl's face. "And two, I built this so I'm allowed to use it."

"Impossible! No man could make something so groundbreaking in science!" she argued.

"Time to take out the big guns," Izuku thought to himself as he stepped out of his armor, the suit peeling off of him as it stood idly behind him as JARVIS didn't have any guidance on what to do. Midoriya reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet, taking out his Geonosis Tech ID card that had his name on it and passing it over to the confrontational woman. "Look, I work as an intern at Geonosis Tech, a known support company for U.A.. Why would they take a man with no talent in creation?" he questioned, letting the question sink in for a second. "What do you think now?"

"I…I don't know. You're a smart man?" she asked incredulously, shock written all over her face as she handed back the card, committing his name to memory.

"I don't need to prove myself to you," he said simply as he stepped back inside his Iron Man suit, it feeling like a second skin to him at this point. "But if you come by tomorrow afternoon and ask for me then maybe I'll show you all the fun toys I made," he offered before taking off to the skies, rocketing back home.

"That was so awesome, Desiree! Did you see me out there? I kicked some serious ass!" Midoriya gushed as he took off the Iron Man armor, using a drill to help with it. The both of them were in his room, alone as his mother was still at work.

"That you did, master!" his sex genie agreed, a smile on her face. She watched as her master peeled off sections of his armor and toss it into a pile in the corner of his room to portal away later into his lab. "I think this calls for celebratory sex!"

"You always want sex," Midoriya points out before Desiree shifted into her human form to kiss him passionately. They made out for ten seconds before Desiree withdrew.

"You wanna roleplay?" his sex genie asked mischievously.

"Roleplay? Like dress up or something?" Izuku asked.

Desiree snapped her fingers and turned into that dark blue-haired woman from before perfectly, "Wanna hate-fuck me? Or would you rather—" she snapped her fingers again, this time looking and sounding like Hatsume, "fuck me like this instead?"

The inner pervert inside of Midoriya found the idea so dark and so wrong that it made his erection that much harder. Who should he choose? Should he choose at all? It was kind of wrong to do this in the first place, but it wasn't like it was the real person, was it?

"Come on, Greenie! Don't you want to fuck my tight little mouth?" Desiree asked, pretending to be Hatsume as she flopped out her tongue and used her fingers to stretch open her mouth.

It was, admittedly, a thrilling sight to see one of his friends act so wantonly. Her tongue just looked so inviting…

"Greenie? Can you help me with something?" she asked, swaying her hips over to him, acting clearly out of character, as the real Hatsume would never sway her hips to entice him, or anyone for that matter.

Midoriya swallowed thickly, trying to decide what he should do.

"It's my breasts, Greenie. They're so sore. Can you massage it for me, like a good friend would do?" she said while giving him her best puppy dog eyes. "We are friends, right?"

"O-of c-course, Hatsume," he answered, delving deeper into the fantasy that playing out before him. Izuku's hands reached out to grab her melons before it faltered, his humanity betraying him.

Wasn't it wrong to do it like this?

"Hatsume" didn't like that he didn't reach out all the way, so "Mei" decided to lean in and make him touch her. "Massage me," she lightly commanded, with Midoriya's willpower failing him as he massaged her like she asked. It felt so soft, like the fluffiest pillow in the world. "Oh, Midori, what are you doing to me?" she moaned out, biting her lower lip in pleasure.

"I'm, uh, just doing my best!" he squeaked out, fondling her breasts to his heart's content. It was so surreal to be doing this with "Hatsume," someone he tried to not look at in a sexual light since they were both science bros. "Does it feel any better, Hatsume?"

"Call me Mei when we're like this, Greenie," the pink-haired "girl" ordered before pulling him in for a kiss, stopping him from "massaging" her. Somehow Desiree managed to act like a complete novice in kissing, allowing Midoriya to conquer "Hatsume's" mouth and tongue. Mei pulled away and gave her trademark grin before pulling down her friend's pants and underwear, getting hit in the face with Midoriya's 11 inch cock. "Wow, Greenie, you're packing! Are you hard because of little 'ol me?" she playfully asked while getting on her knees, beginning to lightly stroke him with her rough, calloused hand. A bead of precum dribbled out of his head and flowed down his cock onto her hand, creating some lubricant for the both of them.

"Y-yes, Mei," he answered honestly, loving the rough and also soft texture of her hand on his hard, aching prick. "Can you please go faster?" he asked shyly.

"Like this?" Hatsume asked as she increased her speed of pumping, making a slick slick slick noise.

"Oooooh, just like that," he praised, putting his hands on her head. "Can you, um, suck it, please?" he asked smoothly (as smooth as sandpaper).

Mei wordlessly put the head of his cock into her mouth, slowly suckling on it. It wasn't a very good job, however, as it led to Midoriya wanting more.

"Can you go deeper? Please," he requested, having to hold himself from doing what he wanted.

"It won't fit," Hatsume argued, doing the bare minimum on blowing him for the next minute.

Midoriya couldn't take it anymore and, while knowing that it was really Desiree and that she could handle it, forced her head down his cock, feeling relief when he was balls deep down her throat. He held her down for several seconds, barely letting her breathe before letting her go. She coughed and sputtered for breath, glaring at him. "What the hell, Greenie?!"

"It fits," he said before feeling guilty. "Sorry."

"Just warn me next time," she said before taking him down her gullet up to the 8 inch mark. It felt heavenly for the young man, getting close to cumming as she slobbered all over him. She sucked and blowed for the next five minutes before she suddenly stopped. Hatsume pulled off her baggy pants and revealed that she was wearing basic pink underwear, with nary a form of pubic hair when she removed her panties as well. "I want to feel you so bad, Greenie," she said as she laid on Midoriya's bed, in the missionary position with her legs spread wide.

Izuku rubbed his manhood up and down the slit of her pussy, feeling the outer folds on his engorged head. He soon entered inside Hatsume's tight and furnace-hot honeypot, it conforming to his large length. It gripped on him like a virgin, which Hatsume was as she began to bleed from stretching her out.

"Oh god, Midori! It feels so good," she squeed, gripping the blankets and comforter for support, Mei having an ahegao look on her face that Midoriya found so fuckable. He began to piston in and out of her, feeling her virgin cunt tighten around him in set intervals as he did so. It was so hot and wet inside Hatsume that Izuku didn't want to leave her. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, Greenie!" she moaned out before wrapping her legs around him, feeling that he was close to popping.

"Mei, let me go!" Midoriya urged as he still pumped in and out of her, not wanting to get her pregnant.

"Midori, I want you to breed me!" Hatsume denied, holding him even tighter against her. "I want to see if our kids will be as smart as us!" she daydreamed before pulling him for a kiss. It was hot, sloppy, lacking grace, and was all animalistic as Midoriya dominated her tongue.

That's what did it for the young lad as he busted a nut deep inside his science bro, cumming into her womb and spoiling her for future boyfriends who had small, limp dicks.

"Ha…ha. That felt so good, Greenie," Hatsume groaned out, feeling him leave her to examine his work. As soon as he exited her pussy began leaking cum in huge droves, dribbling down onto his bed (a mess to clean later, he supposed). "Did you enjoy feeling me, darling?"

Midoriya nodded his head dumbly.

"Good, though if you want to do that for real I can help you out," Hatsume said before snapping her fingers, turning back into her true form as Desiree as a sex genie. "Didn't that feel good, master? Getting to rail such an innocent young maiden."

Izuku was about to agree until post-nut clarity kicked in, making him instantly regretful of his actions. "What have I done?!"

"Nuh uh, master. Don't you dare begin to think like that," Desiree chastised, floating on over to him to pick up his chin and look him in the eyes. "It was all pretend, make-believe."

"Then why do I feel so guilty?" he revealed, getting out of her grasp to sit down on his bed, not in the wet spot mind you. His sex genie floated next to him, pseudo-sitting down next to him. "It feels like I betrayed Kacchan from fucking 'Hatsume' in your other form."

"But you didn't," she argued.

"Tell that to my thoughts," he countered morosely. "It felt real, looked real, hell, even smelled real. You seriously made me believe that I was fucking Hatsume."

"I'll take that as a compliment," she smiled.

"You should. But it made me think that I was cheating on Kacchan."

"Cheating? A young virile man like you, at least back in my times, should have a healthy harem of women to play with," she said with confidence.

Midoriya accidently inhaled his saliva upon hearing that, hacking multiple times until he got himself under control. "A harem?! Don't those only happen in doujin and hentai?" he asked.

"I don't know what those two are, but if it's anything like my time with one of previous masters then I'm all for it," she declared. "A man like you should have multiple women to empty his full and swollen balls with. One woman alone isn't going to be enough," she said forlornly, almost wanting to hog her master to herself.

Almost.

"Besides, didn't you subconsciously want to fuck Hatsume?" Desiree asked with an eyebrow raised.

Izuku blushed, "Only because she's a girl. I want to fuck a lot of people simply because they're girls," he admitted.

"Even Kacchan's mother?" she playfully teased.

"Well, it's funny you should, I mean, you see..." He didn't finish as he quickly grabbed his portal gun and portaled out of there back to his lab, trying to avoid answering her question.