Midnight's Lunch Time Strip Show [pt. I]

Nejire flashed me a grin while twisting and displaying her body with a sensual twist and a giggle, "Yes, little BIG bro," she purred, her eyes glittering with mischievous delight. "If I remember right, today's lunch show was definitely on the 'skin-tastic' side. And... well~ It should be starting just about now, actually!"

Jiro's eyes seemed to light up with an eager gleam of her own, "Oooh! Holy crap, Shiro! You're right! It's Midnight 's strip tease number! That chick is smokin' hot! I've always wanted to see her live, but her shows sell out like BEFORE they go on sale!"

The cafeteria buzzed around me, a familiar symphony of chatter and clanging trays, but our words hang in the air, heavy with anticipation.

Suddenly, the symphony stumbled, the clattering and laughter morphing into a hush as if the room itself was holding its breath.

The cavernous room around us warped and twisted.

Thick velvet curtains, seemingly materializing from thin air, cascaded down from the ceiling, engulfing the vast windows and plunging the room into a seductive half-light. The harsh overhead lights dimmed, surrendering to strategically placed spotlights that painted the cafeteria in a dusky red glow, like the stage of a forbidden theatre.

Above the entrance to the kitchen, where students usually queue for lunch, a stage materialized. Not a rickety school platform, but a polished white dais, jutting out from the balcony like a predator's jaw. Spotlights bathed it in an eerie red, emphasizing the sharp angles and gleaming surface. This isn't a platform for a school play; it's a portal, a gateway to a world of sinful entertainment.

I heard a murmur pass through the assembled students of U.A. High, whispers and giggles from behind cupped hands as the crowd's attention turns towards the stage. The distribution of students across the cafeteria had abruptly shifted to then congregating before the raised stage, rather than clustered at the various tables.

The air thrummed with a nervous energy, a mix of anticipation and trepidation. Everyone seemed to know what today's lunch meant with Midnight in charge. It wasn't your typical villain-defeating extravaganza or quirk demonstration; it would be a masterclass in pushing boundaries, a performance that blurred the lines between hero training and…something else entirely.

"Present Mic welcomes all of you to a very special sensual edition of our Pro Hero Show!" , boomed the walking embodiment of a boombox from all corners of the room, the blonde punk-rock prodigy no where to be scene in person, "Our participant today is the lovely Midnight~!"

Oh I had to see this and I got up to head over, Jiro and Nejire, for some reason, right at my heels.

"Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh!" Jiro was whispering in a constant string of sounds as we moved, "Midnight-freakin-Midnight is gettin' neked' for us! Ohmygoshohmyg-!"

"Shiro....", Nejire whispered right in my ear, her face leaning so close to me I could smell her lip gloss, "... I wanna flash you SO much right now. You wanna seeing Midnight strip?! I'm... I'm jealous..."

That made me chuckle, "Just flash me when the performance ends, Nejire."

"You-?! Shiro?!" She spluttered in a hushed but **** whisper, "Don't say such silly things! We're not like that! We're siblingssss.... I'm not that dirty! But, mm, if you keep talking about me flashing you I...I-! Ohhh Shiro, you know that makes me...you know what it does to meee....!"

Her voice was starting to wobble as if she were on the verge of tears, clearly having no control over the urges I'd instilled in her.

I was a complete dick, so I just kept walking and enjoying her whining with a smirk on my face.

It seemed a lot of the school was here to watch Midnight get naked. A sea of excited faces packed together before the raised stage. Some people were even standing on chairs for a better look. But not me. I'd pushed and squirmed through the crowd to reach the front row.

All the closest chairs were taken but when I asked a guy if I could have his seat, his answer was obviously yes. He didn't even blink as his body moved automatically to stand off to the side. And then he was standing in the background, transfixed by Midnight as she strutted out onto the stage.

Jiro knelt at my feet like a good submissive pet, while Nejire stood awkwardly beside me, watching as Midnight took her place center stage right past a pole with an obvious purpose that extended about ten feet into the air.

Her outfit was a playful twist on the classic schoolgirl uniform, each component seemingly struggling to contain her alluring figure. The white blouse was only half buttoned, barely managing to contain the bounty of Midnight's bust as it clung desperately to her shoulders. Each shallow breath, each subtle movement sent her breasts heaving as they threatened to burst forth from their thin confines. Hints of her lacy black bra peaked through the gaps between the buttons, teasing glimpses of the mature lingerie that struggled to contain Midnight's ample endowments.

A pleated grey skirt, barely grazing mid-thigh, hugged her wide hips while underneath, black fishnet stockings held up by garter belts wrapped around her athletic thighs. Midnight's toned legs gleamed in the red spotlight, smooth and pale and flawless, ending in a pair of simple black heels with straps that climbed the length of her feet.

And of course her black domino mask. That signature accessory that completed her hero persona.

She was wearing more than she did as a Pro Hero, but there was something undeniably erotic about the school uniform twist. An outfit that suggested innocence and purity while simultaneously revealing a scandalous hint of what lurked beneath. Midnight oozed raw sexual energy as she stepped out onto the stage, the mere sight of her, the way her curvaceous form contoured within her schoolgirl attire, was enough to send the gathered students into a lust-filled fervor.

I know I had a third leg fighting for space down one of my pant legs.

"Hello kittens~!" She huskily greeted us, her voice a warm purr of seductive energy as she surveyed the crowd with an enticing smile. Her blue eyes gleamed with mischief, and her tongue licked her ruby lips playfully as she gazed at us. The crowd cheered, and Midnight swayed her hips sensually, strutting across the stage and relishing the attention.

"Today, for your viewing pleasure," she paused, drawing out the tension and letting it hang in the air like a tantalizing appetizer. "I'm going to strip and expose my luscious body~," she leaned forward, her breasts threatening to spill forth from the tight confines of her blouse as her cleavage swayed from the stage above us.

She straightened and took on a more professional stance, clasping her hands in front of her demurely, her breasts bulging obscenely in her open blouse. "Now, can anyone tell me why I chose this particular performance for today's lunch show?"

Several hands shot up into the air, and Midnight pointed a crimson-nailed finger towards the crowd, "You there!"

Izuku, of course, stood at the edge of the audience, a quivering bundle of nerves, "Uh, u-um, a-because this c-could, uh, help us prepare for a battle against a female, uh, villain?"

"Oooooh!" Midnight gasped and clutched her cheeks with her hands, "Right on the money~"
Midnight turned on the stage and swayed her hips, "Ah, heroes! All eager eyes and gleaming Quirks, ready to face the world. But before you strut off to face villainous monstrosities in your spandex wonder suits, let Nemuri-sensei teach you a little something about distraction. See, the battlefield isn't always steel and concrete, sometimes it's silk and feathers, and the enemy isn't always a hulking brute, sometimes it's a cunning temptress with a Quirk that can charm the pants off a statue."

"Remember that bank heist a few months back? The one with the villain clad in nothing but strategically placed shadows? Sure, your brute-squad heroes cracked skulls and saved the day, but who drew the heat away? Who led that shadow-slithering fiend on a merry chase through the city's most scandalous burlesque clubs? Yours truly, darlings. Now, I'm not saying a few well-placed smoke bombs couldn't have done the trick, but let's be honest, a hero in a sequined G-string commands a different kind of attention. Attention that buys time, that throws off balance, that lets the real heavy hitters deliver the final blow."

Midnight turned back towards the audience, a naughty sparkle in her eyes, "And honey traps, oh those seductive sirens! Ever wondered why Midnight frequents the seedier side of town? Not just for the karaoke nights, though those are legendary."

"No, it's about infiltration, about understanding the whispers, the seductive machinations that lure heroes into compromising situations. See, when you can dance with those vipers, disarm them with a wink and a suggestive wiggle, you learn their secrets, their weaknesses."

"Information, darlings, is a hero's most potent weapon, and sometimes, the only way to get it is to play the part. And sometimes, playing the part requires...ah, a full commitment to the role. Nemuri-sensei prides herself on being one hell of a method actress."

The crowd was rapt, utterly captivated by Midnight's speech, and she grinned, pleased by the attention. "Ah, but don't fret kittens! I'll spare you the explicit details; after all, I'm not here to put any of you at a disadvantage. I'm just here to give you an idea of how distracting skin, seductive posturing, and suggestive dancing can affect even the most disciplined heroes. And Nemuri-sensei is an expert at all three~."

Midnight's eyes fell on me, particularly the way Jiro had her hands and lips clasped to my cloth-bound boner through my trousers, and Midnight smirked, her eyes flicking to Nejire before focusing back on me, "So without further ado, let's begin the show."

And she began to dance as a seductive techno beat filled the room.

It was...something else. The kind of show you'd pay a hefty sum of money to attend if it was in an expensive night club.

The school girl outfit wasn't there for very long. She popped a few more buttons on her blouse and slid it down her arms, twirling it over her head and tossing it into the crowd. Cheers erupted as the white blouse sailed through the air, but Midnight was already moving again towards the pole, heavy tits bouncing in her black quarter-cup bra.

With a few sultry steps, Midnight arrived at the pole and grasped the metal rod. Her arms and legs encircled the pole as she slowly descended into a squat, her back arching so her chest was thrust forward, accentuating those bovine jugs as she displayed her flexibility. With a saucy wink and a flick of her tongue, she climbed the pole again, rising to her full height before spinning and hooking her legs over the pole, upside-down.

Midnight swung upside down, suspended only by her thighs and the skirt flipped up to expose her lace-clad sex, the triangle of fabric barely containing the swollen mound of her vulva.

She dropped down the pole in a controlled slide before hooking her fingers into the waistband of her skirt and in one smooth motion, dropped the skirt down her fishnet-clad legs to reveal the black string thong riding high on her wide hips.

Midnight kicked the discarded skirt into the audience and the sexy dance began in earnest. Her movements were sensual, all rolling hips and seductive gyrations as she circled the pole, her hands caressing the length of the pole like it were the body of a lover. She spun around, her hips rolling as her hands rose in the air and her ass thrust back, the full globes of her derriere twerking obscenely as she danced.

I could feel Jiro stroking and mouthing the massive boner in my trousers, her hot breath seeping through the fabric even as Nejire leaned in closer, thrusting her own chest towards my face, her eyes fixated on Midnight's display as her tits heaved, straining against her own uniform.

Midnight grasped the pole behind her and threw her head back, her tits thrust out as she rolled her hips and grinded against the pole, her body sliding up and down the length of the pole in a lewd lap dance. She reached around and unhooked the bra, tossing the lingerie into the crowd and baring her heavy endowments to the cheering crowd.

Her massive udders sprung free, swaying and jiggling from her every movement. Even I was mesmerized, watching those mountainous tits jostle and sway and bounce, the full swells of her bosom heaving hypnotically as Midnight danced.
And then the music stopped and she was bowing on stage, turning those tits into massive swinging pendulums. The applause and cheers were deafening, and Midnight waved, blowing kisses at the crowd before turning to strut backstage.

My erection throbbed like a beast, and I couldn't help but feel a sudden rush of disappointment.
Was that all? Just a little strip show and...then what? Go back to class?

Not.

Fucking.

On my watch.

I thought furiously, not really wanting to spell out what I wanted to happen exactly since I enjoyed how the ring interpreted my thoughts. It's ability to guess my desires was impressive after all.

So I concentrated.

And after a moment I came up with something.
I'd always thought Midnight's quirk was kind of lame for her personality and aesthetic.

Sleep gas? Pshh..

No, Midnight had far too much of a sexy seductress persona to have such a pedestrian and boring quirk.

So I turned to Jiro, figuring using her as the vector for my question would ensure I'd get my question fulfilled the way I intended.

"Jiro, doesn't Midnight's quirk perfectly match her title as the X-Rated Hero?"

The purplette grinned and flipped up her skirt, shoving her hand down her panties and rapidly masturbating while saying, "Hell yes she does! It's basically porno power! She has an AOE where she can make everyone act out a raunchy sex scene. And anyone outside that effect just thinks it's some random porno that its okay to jerk off to for a bit!"

Perfect! Now that sounded much more like Midnight!

I grinned to see Midnight was suddenly naked save for a garter belt holding up her lacy stockings. The utterly curvaceous, well filled-out bimbo's show was no longer over, the audience was clapping and cheering as Midnight sensually gyrated her hips, sending those massive breasts jiggling and bouncing wildly. Midnight sensually sauntered, posing and striking alluring poses, her bountiful breasts jiggling hypnotically. She danced seductively, seemingly lost in her own enjoyment, completely uninhibited.

Then she was switching gears and approaching the edge of the stage, "Now, I think it's time we involve our audience~" Midnight said invitingly, her hands cupping her enormous breasts, presenting them to the audience, "So, who will be the lucky ones I choose?"

Immediately every single hand in the audience shot up, even mine. It practically moved on its own as Midnight sauntered and swayed her hips, strutting sexily, her tits bouncing and jiggling. Those massive funbags of fun seemed so soft and spherical. The heroine licked her lips hungrily as she considered who to pick.

"Alright. How about... you, you! And you~"

Two boys and a girl were selected. They eagerly hurried to the stage, the two guys running off to the sides to climb the stairs while the girl simply lept to the second story stage like a fairy tale princess trailing sparkles and streamers of light in her wake.

The heroine sauntered towards the lucky three, her hips swaying as her bountiful bust jiggled and bounced.

One guy had messy hair and creepy dead fish-eyes, the other was tall and slim with spiky teeth and a huge smile, while the girl was a slender beauty with long black hair with two red ribbons tied in twin tails. Midnight sensually danced and gyrated before her trio of selections. Then she spun around, bent over and shook her hips, sending her buttocks jiggling hypnotically. Midnight turned and pressed the enormous mounds of her tits against creepy fish-eyes' face, smothering him with the supple flesh of her cleavage.

Soon enough she had all three tied to chairs, each facing Midnight while blindfolded and unable to move, the other audience members eagerly anticipating what the R-Rated Pro Hero was going to do next.

I marveled as she matter of factly pantsed both guys, two rock hard dicks pointing at the ceiling, while Midnight bunched the girl's skirt up before pulling her white panties down to tangle about her thighs. She stuck a finger inside the girl briefly before turning and brandishing the glistening digit of moisture for the audience to see.

"Look at how wet this little girl is~" Midnight cooed before bringing the finger to her lips and sensually licking the digit, her luscious, plump lips wrapped around her finger. She sauntered to take a stance with a hand on both of the chairs the boys were tied to, "And these boys are positively rock hard!" Midnight giggled as she bent over and wrapped her hands around the straining erections. She sensually stroked their penises while jiggling her cleavage before their faces.

My eyes widened as Midnight positioned her mouth above the girl's pussy, and then dove down and buried her face between the slender beauty's legs. My dick ached and throbbed as Midnight slurped and licked the girl's sopping, drenched pussy, the slender beauty twitching and writhing, her toes curling as her legs quivered from the pleasure. Even as she sent the girl to heaven Midnight's arms snaked out to jerk off the two bound guys, her hands quickly pumping their erect cocks.

I managed to tear my eyes away from the awesome scene to see how everyone was taking this suddenly beyond inappropriate show.
The students around me were all in but even some of the adult faculty around the sides of the room were just watching with expressions of mild amusement and interest. Not shock or rage at Midnight for going waaay beyond the line for normal shows.

"Jiro," I asked the vibrating submissive at my feet, "Why isn't anyone complaining about this lewd performance? Shouldn't-" -the faculty be freaking out? But I caught myself before making that blunder of a yes/no question.

She shrugged her shoulders even while keeping up her steady masturbation pace, "Eh, it's Midnight. She always goes waaay more than this for her shows. Midnight and Midnight only, you know?"

Nejire had her blouse up and bra down as she pinched and pulled her nipples at me, "Mmhm. It's just a little porno show with Midnight-sensei leading it. Ahhh Shiro, your cock is so biiig. So, mm, sooo big that I don't care who sees me flashing it. Just watching you is soooo exciting. It makes me feel dirty and bad, and I...ahhh... I like it soo much!"