Nejire’s request

“Nejire what-what are you doing?” gasped Izuku, stunned as his shaking hands opened the window before anyone could see them. As he did so Nejire charged in and tackled him.

“I heard you were mind controlling women to be your sex slaves and I thought it sounded fun” Nejire explainer, pressing herself against him. Purring like cat as she wrapped her lips around his neck “so come on mind control me into being your slave”

“Nejire what are you talking about? I can’t mind control anyone, and if I could I would never use it to turn someone into a slave” cried but it was far too late. Nejire was already stripping off her bra.

"Huh really. That’s disappointing can I be a slave anyway. It looks like fun” Nejire pouted “am I not as sexy as Momo? Well she does have huge tits. Much bigger than mine. Do you like huge boobs Izuku? Maybe I could get a boob job, or maybe a quirk might give me bigger boobs. What do you think?”

“Nejire please calm down. I don’t know what you’re talking about” Izuku gasped but Momo simply laughed and grabbed Nejire by her breasts.

“Come now Nejire it’s impolite to stress him. We should simply serve him” Momo explained reaching her arm around her new friend. Pulling the two of them together in such a way that they’re breasts pressed against one another, sweat glistening as they showed Izuku a juicy display.

“Oh I’m sorry Master Izuku. Can I please be your busty, sexy slave and serve you like Momo? Pretty please?”

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