A Small Hiccup

Alright, once again it’s been ages since I’ve written anything, so if my style has changed, or I seem rusty, that’s probably why. That being said, I’m happy with how this chapter turned out. Enjoy! :)

It was a bright and sunny day at UA University. Flowers were blooming, birds were chirping, and somewhere a certain blond spaz was probably ranting about class 1A.

But enough about Monoma, after all no one cares about any of the 1B class members.

On this notably cheery day, our protagonist Midoriya was having a particularly great morning. Everything seemed to be working out for him at the moment. He had gotten his hands on mind control spray, used it to turn an especially annoying pinkette into his personal cumrag, and was currently in the process of doing the same to the sadistic pervert he had for a teacher.

Not even the promise of a mundane day of school could weaken the smile on his face today! If only he didn’t have math for his first period…

It was on his way to said math class, when he ran into one of his more well developed classmates.

“Ah, good morning Midoriya!” A voice greeted him in the hallway.

“Eh?” Midoriya paused for a moment, caught off guard by the unexpected greeting. Taking a moment to get his bearings after being jostled out of his thoughts, Midoriya took the opportunity to rake his eyes over the luscious piece of eye-candy in front of him.

Momo Yaoyorozu. One of the hottest, richest, and smartest girls at his school, and probably in the whole of Japan. An absolutely gorgeous specimen, who's appeal was only enhanced by her amazing quirk.

‘With a perfect hourglass figure, picturesque face, and veritable melons for tits, she is god’s gift to spank-banks everywhere.’ Midoriya thought to himself, while looking at the girl in front of him. ‘Okay that’s probably a weird thing to think, but damn if it’s not true.’

“Good morning Yaoyorozu!” Midoriya said with a smile, making sure not to let on to the perverted thoughts running through his mind at that moment.

“I’m looking forward to Heroics, I’m very excited for today's lesson. Are you excited too?” Yaoyorozu asked, giving him a smile in return.

Ah yes, that was right. There was supposed to be a big team exercise in Heroics class today, something about protocols in natural disaster rescue missions. Honestly, Midoriya couldn’t care less about it. He was far too focused on his harem plans to care about some rescue procedure.

That, of course, was not exactly something he could voice to his female classmate. Instead, Midoriya went with the generic response.

“Of course, the class should be very enlightening! See you there Yaoyorozu-san!” Midoriya replied, with his usual cheerful voice. After exchanging a few more pleasantries, he walked off to his first period of the day, and quickly forgot about the encounter. After all, he had a **** and **** to plan, and… sigh, math to do.

Unknown to either of the participants however, was that the interaction which lasted less than 30 seconds, would come to be very important later on…

"What do you mean you can't finish it?" Midoriya deadpanned. It was friday night, 5 days after Hatsume began construction on the new mind-control device, and Midoriya had come to check up on the progress. Unfortunately, it was not to the welcome news of his new weapon being finished, but instead to an apologetic looking Mei Hatsume who was currently blushing at the ground.

"Ah- I'm sorry sir! It's just that, a villain attack disrupted supply chains!" Mei struggled to explain herself. "The particular part I need won't show up for a couple of weeks, maybe even a month!"

Unacceptable. That was completely unacceptable. Midoriya had gotten a large taste for control (after years of being bullied it only made sense) and he wasn't exactly in the patient mood. He absolutely did NOT want to wait up to a month to finish his device. There had to be a way around this!

Thinking hard for a minute, a seemingly unconnected memory of the past week floated to the top of Midoriya's mind. A memory involving a particularly busty classmate of his. Suddenly, inspiration struck him.

"Hey tits-for-brains, did you say you were nearly done?" Midoriya asked, contemplatively.

"Ye-yes sir! I just need this last piece, then I can finish it in a matter of hours. Half a day at most."

"Good, then I'll get the part for you tomorrow. Be ready to finish it. When we get rolling, I don't want to stop for anything, clear?"

Without even waiting for a response, Midoriya strode out of the workshop, grabbing a particular spray bottle in the process.

It was Saturday, and Momo was feeling strangely apprehensive. She was currently waiting at the UA campus' main building for her green haired classmate to show up. Midoriya had texted her last night, explaining to her that he was currently over his head in Math and could really use her help studying.

Normally this wouldn't have sounded any alarm bells. As smart as Midoriya was, it wasn't impossible to think that he would be struggling in Math, college algebra was difficult after all. No, what struck her as odd was that he had requested to meet in one of the many classrooms that were abandoned on the weekends. Normally when she acted as a tutor for her classmates, she would meet them at their house, or dorms after they had moved into them. It was far more convenient to jog to the other dorm buildings than to walk the relatively long distance to the main campus building.

She was just about to start contemplating reasons why he would ask to meet here, when a ding from her phone interrupted her thoughts.

[Hey, meet me in room 744.] - Midoriya

Shrugging her worries away, the tall raven-haired hero in training walked towards the indicated room. Opening the class door, her only warning was a small 'pfft' sound, before a pink mist clouded her vision, and all senses started to fade.

The last thing she noticed was a giddy voice saying something to themselves, before falling ****.

"Success!"

Once again, Midoriya was struck dumb by how beautiful a hypnotized girl could be. Yaoyorozu was already a gorgeous woman in her own right, but there was something about the glassy eyes and strand of drool falling onto her boobs that truly made him hard.

It hadn't been a hard conclusion to come to-- hypnotizing her that is. He had needed a specific part, one that only someone like Yaoyorozu- no. Momo. She was his now, he wasn't going to call her by her over complicated family name anymore. A part that only Momo could make.

It only made sense then to enthrall her. True, he was now out of the mind control gas, but once he captured Midnight, producing more wouldn't be a problem. The capture of Creati put his plans right back on track, with the added bonus of conquering a girl he was already planning on getting to eventually.

Now, to the more fun part of his job. Twisting her mind like a pretzel until it fit the exact specifications of his dirty mind!

A few hours later and it was done. He had added everything he wanted to to her. All the obvious safety measures, stuff like 'never try to hurt me' and junk like that, some quality of life stuff like 'always make sure to put effort into staying attractive' since he didn't want any ugly slaves, and of course the perverted stuff. Speaking of, it was time to test that out now, wasn't it?

"Wake up." Midoriya stated clearly into the quiet room.

"Ah-!" Momo said, waking up with a start. "Midoriya-san? Where are we. Was I asleep?" The girl looked very concerned, even slightly frightened looking at the man in front of her. Before she could get more aggressive however, Midoriya spoke again.

"Piggy Bank."

Momo froze. Half a second passed, before:

"Good morning master. How may Pig-Chan serve you? Oink!" Momo said with a wide grin.

Midoriya grinned even wider than her in response. Looked like his programming had worked perfectly. Realizing that unlike Hatsume, Momo spent a lot of time around other people, he had gone with a more discrete mind wipe. Instead of changing her personality completely and wiping the original, Midoriya had turned her into a sleeper agent of sorts. During normal hours, she would be completely normal, but whenever he said "Piggy Bank" she would change into her more convenient personality. He even put in a security measure that stated if she was still in 'Piggy Mode' 30 minutes after he left the room, she would revert without him saying so, on the off chance he forgot to turn her back.

All in all, he was very proud of himself.

The reason for the silly name he had given her? Well...

"First things first Pig-Chan. Gimme whatever is in your bag." Midoriya said to her.

He needed money. Seriously man! He didn't want to get a job, and the allowance his mother gave him only supplied him with food. If he wanted more than that, he'd need a source of income. And who better for that, than his own personal piggy bank?

Obediently, Momo pulled out her purse and quickly handed over all the money held within. A few moments later, she handed her new master roughly 260,000 Yen. It was nearly enough to make him fall over.

"Sheesh slut! You carry this much just as pocket money?" Midoriya said in amazement.

"Of course sir, Pig-Chan wouldn't be much use if she couldn't provide master with money, now would she? Oink!" Momo said, seemingly pleased with the reaction she had gotten. "Now, is there anything else she can do for master? Oink!" She groaned, pinning him with smoldering eyes.

Midoriya didn't even dignify that with a response, as he grabbed Momo by the hair and dragged her to her knees. He roughly mashed her face into his bulge, looking down on her gleefully. Moaning loudly, Momo took a few moments to rub her cheek into the pant fabric, before leaning back and taking the zipper between her teeth. Slowly, the formerly naive girl pulled down the small piece of metal, until the fly was completely undone. She quickly followed up that action with pulling down the pants and underwear, and was rewarded with a meaty smack on her face, as Midoriya's cock was freed.

"Mmm, is this all for Pig-Chan?" She asked, licking her lips at the thought. Once againing proving that he didn't need words, Midoriya put his palms on both sides of her head, and slammed his cock home in her throat. Instantly, Momo's nose was mushed up against Midoriya's pubes, and his balls smacked against her chin. She didn't even have time to **** in surprise, before the stud in front of her started moving. Brutally pistoning in and out of his new favorite toy, Midoriya face fucked the girl with reckless abandon.

Actually, face fucked may have actually been a tame way of describing it. With the utter passion that Midoriya was powering his thrusts with, face **** would have been more accurate. It was honestly lucky he didn't break her nose all things considered.

However even for a stamina dense man like Midoriya, it was hard to keep up the pace, and soon he found himself unloading in Momo's throat, straight into her stomach.

A certifiable flood of baby batter found it's **** through her esophagus, nearly clogging her hole full of thick hot cum. Not letting up for a moment, Midoriya held her in place as he came, making sure every drop found its way into her.

"God!" Midorya exclaimed as he finally pulled out of her now gaping throat. "That was fantastic. Prepare yourself cunt, I'm going to be doing that again in a minute."

"Wouldn't you like to use Pig-Chan's pussy sir?" Momo hacked weakly, hoping to give her throat a break.

"No, sorry slut. Unfortunately I forgot to bring a condom, and if I cum, I refuse to pull out. Normally I wouldn't care, but since you're in the hero course I can't afford to get you pregnant yet." Midoriya said, actually looking annoyed at himself for the oversight. For a moment, he simply gathered his breath, before an idea came to him. "That being said, Pig-Chan. You have another hole that can't get pregnant, don't you?" Midoriya chuckled to himself. "Show me your asshole you silly girl." He commanded her.

She swiftly followed his direction, turning around and sticking her bubble butt into the air proudly, even wiggling it slightly in his direction.

"God you're perfect. Much better than that cotton candy haired tart. I'm going to be using you every day from now on." Midoriya grunted as he lined himself up, thrusting forward into her smallest hole. "Fuck you're tight!"

Midoriya's thick cock slowly pushed into Momo, spreading her starfish inch by inch. Momo for her part, was doing her best not to scream. Midoriya's dick may have been lubed up from the rough blowjob she had given him, but she was an anal virgin, and he most certainly wasn't going slow.

Eventually, Midoriya managed to get all the way in, and his pelvis rested against the thick pillows she called ass-cheeks. For a moment he simply relished being inside her, before he started to move.

Finally, Momo couldn't take it, beginning to holler loudly as he fucked her into the floor. For the first 15 seconds the yells were pained ones, before slowly transitioning into groans of pleasure. She could feel every vein on his dick push into her walls, and every thrust into her felt like her was moving the damn earth. It was a soul shattering experience.

Within 5 minutes, the tightness got to him, and reaching his limit, Midoriya erupted inside of Momo.

"Thank you for using Pig-Chan master. She hopes you enjoyed her body." Momo moaned softly into the floor, catching her breath.

"Oh, did you think we were done? I just got a new toy, I'm not stopping until it's properly broken in!" Midoriya announced, laughing at the misunderstanding she had. "Get ready, I'm ready for round 2!" He said, before roughly pushing back in.

It was going to be a long night.

"Whew." Midoriya said, exhausted from the long rutting session. It had been 15 minutes since they stopped, and he was still catching his breath. Momo was quite the catch, he was never letting her go. In fact, he'd probably end up marrying her, if only for the money. The sun would be coming up soon, he needed to get back to his dorm before anyone got suspicious. Now then, there was something else, something he was forgetting. The reason he had originally wanted to fuck Momo. Oh, yeah. The part, duh.

"Hey Pig-Chan? I need you to make me something sweetheart." He murmured into the ear of his nearly comatose ****.

He couldn't wait to get his hands on Midnight!