7 - 9 times a week

Well, it certainly feels like every day sometimes. Izuku thought to himself, ticking the third option in jest. But what was jest, become the new normal, a daily stream of sex with the greatest women on the Earth from around the world. The demand for Izuku had grown to such a point that he had to tend to one heroine a day, though sometimes it became two.

Izuku had made it a policy that no heroine could have an... appointment with him more than twice a month due to the sheer amount of women who needed his attention, and so far it had worked. Japanese Heroines, obviously, got more of his time than ones from abroad, but only because their mutual availability was more or less similar, and it was less of a time sink to meet each other.

More of the All Might merch on the walls vanished, replaced with even more photos of Izuku's various sexual partners. Mt. Lady, Ryukyu, Uwabami, Miruko, Amplifier, Ms. Joke and more had pictures up on his walls, happy and sultry and seductive. And those were just the ones on the walls. He had well over three hundred sessions with various heroines already, and at least two photo albums he kept under lock and key of the various photos, both ones he could show in public and ones he would definitely be keeping to himself.

A separate series of notebooks suddenly came into being, filled out with the knowledge that Izuku had gathered during his new job. Specifically, notebooks on what each Heroine liked and disliked, their tells and turn-ons and turn-offs, along with sketches of what their bodies looked like with and without their attire, little diagrams of the little details. Despite all that had happened, Izuku was still an Analyst at heart, and even a subject such as this kept him busy between the school work and pleasing the Heroines. Once again, these were kept under lock and key, hidden in his closet under the stored All Might merch.

The only one he kept in his desk drawer was a rather innocent looking date book, which he used to keep track of his very tight, very active schedule. The latest appointment, which he crossed off just earlier, was the pro hero Pixie-Bob, the blond member of The Wild, Wild Pussycats hero team. She was a frequent appointment, his most frequent in fact, due to starting to feel her biological clock ticking. However, her age did nothing to slow down her enthusiasm and libido in the slightest, and if you'll pardon the pun, she was quite adept at rocking Izuku's world.

A text from Izuku's phone broke him out of his thoughts, despite the late hour. The woman he was just thinking of, who had left his bedroom no more than a few hours ago, had sent said text.

Ryuko T: Heya Tomcat, thanks for taking care of my needs again. Love spending time with you, wish we could do more. Here's a little gift from me and the other Pussycat girls. Keep up the good work and we may try to make the next one a group session! Your bobcat forever, Ryuko <3 <3 <3

Attached to the photo was a large file, a picture from the looks of it. Too big for his phone to display properly, so he connected it to his computer and downloaded it and brought it up.

Used to such images, Izuku's blush was a bare minimum, but his loins stirred once more at the sight of the three heroines presenting themselves to him in the picture, their lust evident in their eyes and actions alike, almost more excited than he was for a potential "group session." That was one for the locked up picture albums, for sure. As he started printing it off, Izuku turned back to the test All Might had given him.