Be Sincere

Despite the risks of telling Yaoyorozu everything, Mineta felt in control of the situation, and besides, she had kept her end of the bargain; now he was going to take pity on the young woman.

"A deal's a deal."

Thanks to Momo's work, the dwarf was able to easily extract a Lust Ball. He plucked out the red ball and showed it to the surprised young woman.

"You see, this is..."

Mineta explained in detail what he knew so far about his new Quirk. Yaoyorozu listened attentively, her eyes never leaving the ball. When he finished his story, Momo remained silent, processing all the information but keeping her eyes on the red ball. Mineta could see the girl's sharp mind working to connect all the dots.

"I...see...that's how it happened...your Quirk must transfer your...lust to the victims, and...when they're infected, they begin to feel a great sexual desire for you," Momo said, more to herself than to him.

Her eyes now held a different gleam, like a ravenous hunger consuming her.

“But...it also seems to cause a strong addiction...yes, a huge addiction,” she said, sounding even more lost.

He saw saliva dribbling from Yaoyorozu's mouth. Her trembling worsened to the point where she was convulsing, and her right hand rose while her left hand clutched it.

“That means your body must be craving this ball like crazy right now,” Mineta said, continuing the conversation.

“Yessss...grrr...I...I...mm...I want it...arrr...but...no...I shouldn't...it's...it's...too bad.”

Strange noises escaped her mouth as she spoke. Her right hand moved closer to the red ball while her left tried to stop her, without much success.

“But...you want it so much,” Mineta said, bringing the Lust Ball even closer to her.

“Yes…that’s right…ghhhh…I want it…mm…it…oh…no…no…it will hurt me,” Momo said, backing away.

The game had begun. On one side was Yaoyorozu, using what little common sense she had left to avoid succumbing to her addiction, and on the other was Mineta, urging her to give in.

"What harm? It’ll make you feel wonderful…it’ll relieve your discomfort."

"I…I’ll…relieve…I’ll…I’ll feel…wonderful," she said, moving closer again.

"Yeah, yeah, baby. How could something that makes you feel good hurt you?…Just let yourself go."

The young man moved the ball from side to side, and Yaoyorozu followed it with her eyes like a cat following a laser pointer.

"Let me…let me…go."

"That’s it…your relief is within reach…you just have to ask for it, and it will be yours."

"It will be…all…all…mine." Momo swallowed hard. "I just…have…to…have to ask for it."

There was a pause of a few seconds, but it must have felt like an eternity to the rich girl, trying to grasp the importance of her next words.

"So…well, baby, do you want it?"

Momo pressed her lips together in a final attempt to suppress her overwhelming urge to give in, a battle she knew very well she wouldn’t win.

Finally, she took a deep breath and spoke.

"Mm…Mineta, I beg you…give me your red ball…please."