Lunchtime Lewdness

"Of course! That's why my hero name is Cum Creati after all!" Momo beamed before slumping her shoulders, "But it does leave me drained of cum... I guess I know what I'm going to be doing for the rest of the day..." Her body language was acting like it was lamenting the amount of dicks she was about to suck, but her face was totally stoked for it.

We begun walking up the stairs to the rest of our class once more, I kept close to the lovely exhibitionist Momo who was happy with me groping her plush rear as we walked.

"I would help you out, but after all of that I could use some food first." I admitted, knowing I could make myself unhungry in a second would deprive me of the satisfaction of actually eating food. Why erase the simple things when you were reality's king?

Deku piped up from behind the groping, "Good thing it's lunchtime next, huh?" Mm, yeah it was. I could only imagine what'll happen there. "U-uhm, Yaoyorozu-san? I don't mind helping you recharge again..."

She was softly gasping under my fingers that had tiny vibrator tattoos on them as I massaged her tuckus, "Thank you Deku, that would b-"

"Bit eager there dude, you have a crush on her or something?"

"YesIAUHMIMEANI-!!"

The frantic flailing of a redfaced greenie was quite funny, especially as Momo moaned out from my hand again, "Mmmm... hmm? What's ah! up?"

I could see a big sigh of relief from not being heard, "N-nothing..." He muttered, heart thumping so loud in his chest I could hear it from here. Something tells me the nervous wreck might not be as eager to offer his dick next time. Not that I really care either way, I was just a slut for drama.

We reached the top of the stairs without any more questions being asked, though I was ambushed by an overly eager rabbit when I got up the stairs. Guess she liked being my chair. All-Might showing up briefly once more to give us the rankings and advice for next time. We weren't first, even after Momo blasted a hole in the fucker, that honour went to Mirko's thick thighs and the two new women I created. Would have to get to know them soon, but for now class was over and it was time for food fun~

Lunch Rush Cafeteria was the name of my newest play zone. A hugely open area, full of an ocean of tables with pleasant greenery separating the picnic sized sitting areas. With a long queue at the front of the hall where we were to purchase our food. All Might had let us out right when the bell rung, but the walk here from the practice city was much farther than most of the other classrooms, meaning a lot of seats were already full when we got to there. A happy rabble of sound had filled the room as I felt the air of opportunity rustle through my heart.

I'd changed back into my regular clothes now. As much as I wanted to distract everyone with my bulge, I more didn't want to spill hot food on my chest. And while Momo probably agreed (changing out of her own lewd costume but only closing one button on her shirt), she'd already taken my mate Sato away for his dick cleaning at my insistence.

Some others from 1-A had brought their own food and had peeled off for their meals. My lackey servant had come with me, and we'd quickly joined the line for food.

This power of mine was so useful to get through the faff of life. Don't want to wait? Ask a question, be at the front of the queue. Don't want the mashed potato meal the cafeteria was serving? Ask a question and have a delicious free peperoni pizza ready-made on hand for you to enjoy. Don't like the look of gasmask chef? Ask a question and have it become a hot busty blonde lady under those clothes that hands you a breast milk ice latte to enjoy with your pizza.

Yes, the power was going to my head. Corruption guaranteed, may as well see where I can go with it.

"Shiro!" I heard a painfully familiar voice yell, "You came back to the cafeteria! I'm sat over here~!"

Right. Normally I'd have two options for my lunch. Either take my food and sit in a silent support classroom while Mei Hatsume works on her 'babies'... or sit with my sister at her overly eager insistence. She was waving at me over to her table now, the other third years looking rather unhappy with my potential presence, cringing at Nejire's usual lack of awareness.

The gaggle of pretty girls from third year. I'd obviously met a few of them when Nejire insisteed on her 'sleepovers', but they had always looked down on me for being 'Nejire's pervy little brother'. I could have gone over there and had all of them sucking my dick, if my delicious pizza wasn't begging to be in my stomach more.

Besides, though ****, friendship was something I had sort of achieved with 1-A. They at least respected me enough to let me eat my pizza and drink my breast milk without judging me.

"Shiro~!" She continued, leaving her table to walk up to me and my tray as if I hadn't been staring right at her. "Come on! Come on!"

OK. I have to admit something.

Nejire is attractive.

Look, I'll say it. I'm a god now. My sister had been one of the only women I'd interacted with in my life, and her being an actual beauty pageant winner did not help me jerking it to the idea of her. That long hair, the thiccness of her body that she doesn't even flaunt, and that face just begging to be covered in jizz. She'd never had a boyfriend, but not without lack of trying from a gagillion guys asking me what her favourite things were, or showing up outside our house to play music for her.

"Really Nejire?" I began, making her tilt her head, "You know the deal, I know how much you really, really want to, but you can't flash me here, okay?"

Suddenly the airheaded sister I'd known for so long was replaced a weirdo that had her hands on the underside of her shirt.

"O-okay... but, maybe a little flash?"

"No."

Her eye was twitching, looking at me longingly, not entirely sure why she wanted to flash me in the cafeteria but having intense cravings to do so. "I... could we go somewh-?"

"Nah, I want this pizza before it gets cold," I said, walking past her towards some more of 1-A, "Besides, I probably won't ever need to see your tits ever again."

"Ehhh?!" She nearly shrieked, rushing towards me and grabbing my blazer in a frightened frenzy, "Why?! Whhyyy?! That's not faiiirrr Shirroooo!!! I need-!"

I shrugged her and the childish act off, "I know you need to flash me, we've been doing it daily for months now... but I've seen way more tits now. We started this as a mutual thing, I wanted to see a real woman's breasts and you're secretly a pervert that masturbates to the idea of their brother getting hard for you. That's why you've never had a boyfriend, the taboo of me turns you on too much. Isn't that all correct?"

"Yes! Obviously!" She pouted and folded her arms in that way she did to get others to do things for her, trying to be as cute as possible for her prey, "So, what, now you're over me?"

"Basically yeah," I had paused my walk to talk to her but waved over to my crew that were waiting for me. Jirou was lazily waving back, with the others of Oji, Kishi, and that blonde electricity guy all sat at the table too. With Ochaco, Deku, Mineta, and Tsuyu on the table behind them. What a crew. At least they were shuffling up so I could sit across from my sex ****, "When you've seen the breasts of a pro hero, I guess seeing your sister's doesn't hold the same appeal. Maybe if there was something more..."

Nejire fumed, "You... you shouldn't be letting any woman flash you Shiro Hado..." Her face was clearly frustrated, and trying to use mom's technique of using my full name just made me smirk at her jealousy, "What if I could offer something more?"

"Oh?"

I hadn't expected her to offer so quickly, I was willing to let her stew in her own juices for a bit. Maybe she had got used to letting me flash her for so long?

"Yeah. I'll... let you flash me!" I wasn't sure if that was her childish naïveté or her trying to 'trick' me into flashing her too.

I shrugged her oof again, "Nah. I'll-"

"Touching!" She barked, probably too loudly even in the bustling court, causing her to grow a little red faced, "Shiro... just think about it, okay?!" Her immediate rush away made me know I hadn't seen the last of her. Nejire was a determined soul even before I'd made her addicted to flashing me. It's what got mom and dad so proud of her... hehe, they'd probably not be as proud of her now...

Sexual bargaining could wait. Time to eat my fucking pizza.

"Hey guys~" I said while sitting down, "I love that this food is at the perfect temperature for eating, right?"

Steam rose from my pizza, negating all the time I took to pervify my sister like that. I was quite excited to eat this heart stopping concuction of cheese and tomato perfection. "Mmm..." The first bite was heavenly. So many complex flavours that just melted in your mouth. That pro hero chef was wasted on making mass amounts of mash, why couldn't the school afford pizza like this for everyone?

It did mean that my moans were fairly well documented by the table, as they looked on at my cheese disk with pure jealousy. "Girls can have a slice," I said chomping down into my second, "Anyone got any garlic dip?"

"Yeah, here." The four of them said, all producing a different bottle at once to place on the table.

"Dang it!" Electric dude on the end huffed, "I thought I'd be the only one to bring garlic sauce today... I wanted to use it to bargin a slice!"

I didn't really care, but was totally fine with my sex **** and the blonde/redhead babes getting to have some. I would be filling them with my own sauce soon enough, so it was only fair, especially when I'd 'ordered' an extra large.

'Oji' and 'Kishi' were quite pretty gals now. The regal look of the redhead was completely lost as her jagged teeth ripped happily into the pizza's flesh. Munching away with an open mouth had a sort of gap moe thing going on that I could appreciate, plus when she flashed those big teeth at me I could tell she was nice. Oji was a bit cuter, trying to be as polite as possible with her food. Her cat tail waving back and forth, with the key on the end of it to be used to summon her monsters.

"Mm, thanks for the 'za, dude!" Kishi said after taking her last bite.

"Indeed. It was very enjoyable." Oji agreed. Dabbing her mouth daintily with a napkin held by her tail.

I would have responded, but I was slurping down my breast milk latte~ While it was on ice, the warmth of the milk had caused the coffee to blend nicely. It definitely tasted different than milk from a cow, and as I eyed the busty blonde chef it came from I decided that it was tastier. Suckling it down like I was milking her myself.

The next few slices went down smooth, filling my belly in preparation for the fun I could be having very soon. Some conversation started up about this and that, apparently Mirko had already gone to work out, but Jirou's was the one that struck me the most when a plain looking man walked past.

"Psst, Jirou. What's the size of that guy's dick?" I heard Mineta ask from behind us.

"Average five incher. But he's quite high up the sexual quirk ranking scale," She informed him, like it was the most average thing in the world to discuss, "Gyrate could hypothetically be made to dick spin and cause immensely pleasurable friction inside my pussy."

Electric guy at the end of the table was quick to weigh in, "Sexual quirk rankings?! Where do I rank?!"

"High-ish. I've never experienced it, but I do love a bit of pain when I masturbate so shocks could be fun," She was eating her mash while idly making this guy's entire week. "Too bad you'd probably not last till round 2."

"Hey! I'd-!"

"Dwee~" She said with a weird smile and thumbs up, making him shut up instantly especially when the redhead and blonde giggled.

All in all it was turning into a pretty great lunch. Much better than sitting unhappy with either Mei or my sister.

Only one thing was missing.

"Hey, Oji," I said, deciding to be picky with the request, "Do you have the weekly programme for the 'Pro Hero Shows' that happen on the stage during lunch? Wasn't it a strip show today?"