Breakfast

When Izuku walked down to the table he could see a few people already waiting for him. There was Momo who was naked with heels yet completely unashamed, Melissa who had chosen to wore revealing lingerie, and in the kitchen was Tsuyu wearing nothing but an apron and heels. Humming quietly as she cooked breakfast.

“Good morning Izuku.” Momo greeted, with a pleasant smile. Oblivious or simply unconcerned to her nudity, she turned to face him giving him a lovely view of her body. The strange thing with Momo was that while she called herself a slut and she often acted like one as well, but she composed herself like a well mannered woman.

“Good morning Momo.”

“So how was your blowjob this morning?” She asked without a breath of hesitation.

“Oh it was good. Why?” Izuku asked, scratching his head nervously. Momo had made this a very common conversation topic, she had almost made it mundane. Almost.

“Oh just making conversation while waiting for the **** to finish making breakfast.” She replied, tapping her fingers on the table. Another thing that had become surprisingly used to was referring to Tsuyu this way. As terms like **** and other demeaning terms, Izuku would be aghast if it weren’t for the fact that Tsuyu was the most encouraging of the names.

“I’m almost finished Mistress Momo.” Tsuyu assured them.

“Well don’t take too long ****. I’m hoping to pump one out before classes.” Momo replied, casually, “so Melissa how’s your research going?”

“Excellently Momo. Me and Mei estimate we’re advancing in a week what the rest of the human race would take ten years to achieve.” Melissa answered, causing Izuku’s jaw to drop.

“But tha-would-so-huh?” Izuku stammered, gaping in shock. Melissa simply made a seductive smug grin, “you could change the face of the earth.”

“Perhaps, but we would much rather keep it all for you.” Melissa replied blowing a kiss. Izuku was about to respond when a plate of pancakes were laid in front of him by Tsuyu. Looking up to thank her Izuku had to stop himself from openly gawking at her naked figure.

“Um... thank you Tsu-****.” He replied, slightly awkwardly. Still not quite used to her request. She smiled nonetheless.

“Your welcome Master Midoriya, is there anything else you need? A drink? A grope? A fuck?”

“If it’s the later two you can ask me anytime Izuku.” Momo assured him, turning to him in such a way that caused her huge breasts to sway seductively.

“As with me.” Melissa said with a grin.

“Erm thanks for the other Tsuyu but right now I want to dig in to this delicious breakfast.” Izuku replied earnestly, before digging in. He was well rewarded, ever since Tsuyu had become his **** her cooking was as good as Lunchrush’s. Yet with her new cooking classes it had improved considerably more so.

It was strange life Izuku now lived but not an unwelcome one.

A/N: a special thanks to Lawless for many of the ideas for this series of chapters. If anyone else has any suggestions of their own please feel free to post them. I’m currently aiming at a more low key tone here, emphasising all the little ways Izuku’s life has changed. What do you think?