More training and the first harem date

"Goddammit why does it have to be so big?!" Kyoka groaned and clenched her little ass.

"I can feel my legs stretching!" Momo whined next to her.

"Come on girls. We can do it," Izuku reassured them.

The girls pushed one last time and the truck reached the overflowed dumpster. It wasn't just a mundane pickup, but a large, boxy truck. Kyoka almost couldn't believe they managed to get it this far by just pushing. She expected her bones to crack, for a muscle to pull, or for exhaustion to just make her collapse. She, Momo, and Izuku had pushed this truck - with flat tires! - all the way out of the beach and to the tarmac. It didn't seem possible to the small rocker. But they'd done it. They somehow moved a heavy vehicle through tough terrain all by themselves when none of them had a strength quirk.

It wasn't the first time Kyoka had been made to move something heavy during their strength training. A couple weeks had gone past. Their relationship hadn't developed much with them focusing on getting stronger, but they had gotten more affectionate. Each successful move of a safe, kitchen sink, fridge, or some other ridiculous thing (who the hell was dumping this stuff at the beach in the first place?!) Izuku would reward her with a kiss on the forehead or cheek or sometimes even the lips. She would respond in kind, rubbing his arms or chest when he took a breather to feel the progress of his growing muscles. And of course she'd kiss him back.

Momo had been drafted into the workout too. Her genie powers were no help here. The privileged girl thought she'd die, even though death was now almost impossible for her. She could feel her body gaining muscle, but unlike Kyoka and Izuku, her body wasn't showing the results. Her diet was high in fats for her quirk, and her body staying supple and soft was ideal for her role as a sex genie, so she was getting stronger but remained the soft, sexy form Kyoka loved. At least she sweated a lot, which made her glisten in a very appealing way.

"Okay, girls. How about you take a breather?" Izuku said, leaning against the truck's side.

Kyoka fell onto the sand with a groan. "Who the fuck throws away a truck?"

Momo sat down beside her, raining sweat down from her forehead. "It is indeed...an utter waste...Kyo...is he...?"

They both watched as Izuku braced himself against the back of the truck and started pushing. He moved it on its own up against the pile. He pushed and it got buried into the trash. He pushed and it started going up. He pushed and it further. The girls' jaws dropped as he pushed the truck all the way to the top of the pile.

"...I'm wet now and it has nothing to do with the sweat," Kyoka muttered.

"Ditto. Are we sure he hasn't unlocked his strength quirk already?" Momo added in a hushed whisper.

Izuku grabbed his water bottle and chugged it down. He then poured a bit onto his palm and splashed it against his forehead, running it over and through his hair. Kyoka bit her lip. Then a bola suddenly shot out of nowhere and wrapped around his legs, where he promptly fell over.

"Izumi!"

Izumi came over giggling and holding her multitool weapon. "Bola mode works!"

Izuku managed a smile despite his clear annoyance. "I've noticed. A little help?"

Izumi went up to him and untied his legs. She kissed her brother and helped him up. "You're all wet, bro. It's a good look for you. And I think Momo and Kyoka agree."

Momo nodded and wiped her brow, then her mouth. Kyoka had regained a little bit of composure from Izumi's antics, and stood up, albeit on wobbly legs. "You've made a lot of progress with that thing. You deserve a reward too."

The wild-maned greenette beamed and held out her arms. "I'm all for it."

Kyoka got in there and cupped Izumi's chest while also locking lips with her. Izumi was much needier than Izuku. While he could get by with some appreciative rubs and a kiss here and there, Izumi needed to feel desired. Kyoka circled those big breasts around with her hands. Her earjacks slithered down her top and poked at the freckles on the girl's chest she'd discovered one day. Their tongues danced together. When Kyoka finally pulled away Izumi was left breathless, something that had grown common over the last few weeks.

"Momo, I think it's finally time to take our relationship to the next level," Kyoka said. The greenies looked at her with confusion and nervousness. Momo smiled in a way that told Kyoka she clearly had a different idea what the next level was. "We've been getting along very well together. We clearly like each other. I think it's time we finally go on a date together."

Momo's pout lasted for only a second, quickly replaced by a less horny smile as she clapped her hands in agreement. "An excellent idea! What do you two think?"

Izumi adjusted her boobs, them being a little lopsided from her bra being messed with. Izuku smelled his shirt and frowned. "Do you mean tonight? We're all sweaty. We'd have to get home and change first."

I could probably solve this with a wish, Kyoka thought to herself. But I don't know if I want to reveal Momo's nature as a genie yet. I still don't know how Izumi would react to being conjured into being with magic. I don't want to hurt her.

"That's fine. Momo and I need to get ready, too," she decided to say. "I think we can find a place to get cleaned up. I'm sure Momo's connections could make it fast."

"My connections?"

"You know; being rich and all that comes with it," she winked at her. Momo tugged her ponytail a bit, still self-conscious about her wealth.

"Well, I'm okay with it. Where do we meet up for it?" Izumi asked.

"Hm..." Kyoka tapped her chin with her ear jack in thought. "You two know the area. Know anywhere local that's good for us?"

Izuku seemed to fall into deep thought, but Izumi immediately bounced up and down in excitement. Kyoka of course followed with her eyes. "Ooh! I know the perfect place for you! Meet us at the intersection of Onsurdi and Main!" She pointed down the street. "It's down to the left at that spot there, keep going and you'll find the intersection!"

Izuku turned to her. "Wait, do you mean that place?" The boy blushed. "A-Are you sure?"

"Come on, Izuku! It'll be fun!" his sister insisted. "And Kyoka will love it! Don't you want to make her happy?" She leaned forward and whispered to her. "Do a pouty face. It'll convince him."

Kyoka's face remained stoic, though Momo made her best pleading face. She looked at it, felt her heart lurch from sudden cuteness, then hid a snicker. "I've got her to do that for me."

"Okay, um...like Izumi said," Izuku relented.

The two hurried down the street to get home and ready themselves. Momo and Kyoka looked at each other in confusion and amusement. They absolutely needed to be cleaned, and now that the witnesses were gone they could get it done quick.

"Okay, I wish we were freshly cleaned and dressed in hot, casual clothes," Kyoka said.

Momo snapped. Kyoka found herself fresh as a daisy, smelling slightly of citrus and lavender. She had on black skinny jeans, a leather jacket, a top that left her navel exposed, and a silver chain necklace. She was a little embarrassed by her stomach showing, but she had to admit it was definitely her style. Momo was in blue jeans and a sheer red top that covered mostly her breasts and not much else, and even then it was partially see-through. She had hoop earrings and gold bracelets. Kyoka realized it was the closest thing to a casual harem outfit and shook her head.

"This is going to be fun, isn't it, Mistress?" Momo said. "A date. I'll be honest, I'd sort of skipped that step in my mind and was hoping you'd invite them and yourself back to my place."

"I figured you would," Kyoka rolled her eyes and smiled. "But I want an actual date. Yeah, I'm crazy attracted to them. But they're also some of the best friends I've ever had. That goes for you, too."

Momo blushed and smiled. "Thank you, Mistress. Where do you think they're asking us to meet up?"

"Well, somewhere that makes Izuku nervous but Izumi is convinced I'll love. Wherever it is, it's bound to be some chaotic fun."