Try out Yuya.

"So, Yumi, would you mind taking a backseat for now?" Izuku asked her as he approached her and wrapped his arms around her, cupping her ass.

"Mmm..." she moaned at the contact. "I'm sorry, Master, what do you mean?"

"You know how your head is a shared space?" Izuku reminded her. "Those other selves of yours can take over your body for a bit at my command."

"Oh, I see, in that case, I should probably let one of them out for a bit, shouldn't I?" Yumi mused, not at all feeling jealous of the idea of letting one of her other personalities have time with their shared Master. "Which one, Master? ...the one called Yuya just basically called dibs, but it's your call, isn't it?"

"Yeah... but honestly, I'm feeling pretty randy today myself," Izuku smiled as he backed up, and started to undress. "And of course... Momo is always that way, so we intended to pick you anyway... Yuya."

Yumi gasped as her eyes glazed over. Glittering red mist swirled around her, dissolving her clothes, leaving her nude momentarily, before a new set of clothing formed on her body: a crop top that left her abs exposed, as well as most of her cleavage, as well as a skirt that was so short, it was barely considered enough to avoid public indecency charges. Both bright pink. She then beamed as life returned to her eyes, full of excited energy, and she giggled in a ditzy way.

"Mmm, thank you, Master~!" she enthused in a light hearted tone, giving him a twirl. "And thanks for, like, giving us a good fuck yesterday too~!"

""Us?"" Izuku asked as he stepped out of his boxers. "Wait, do you all feel what Yuya feels?"

"She does, Master, I took the liberty of adding that feature, no matter who's in control, they're all still aware, and able to feel the good time you give her!" Momo grinned.

"Good thinking," Izuku nodded, smiling as he looked at Yuya, who was rocking back and forth in place with clear eagerness and energy.