Promptly kidnapped by a pink-haired girl

Izuku wished he could walk out again as he set foot in UA's main building. There was an air of danger and he felt eyes locked onto him. He was about to move quickly to his class, hoping that being surrounded by his classmates would cause the feeling to pass somewhat.

Alas, he never got the chance as a hand grabbed his shoulder and steered him down the halls towards the Development Studio in a near run.

"H-hey!" He said, trying to put on the breaks, to turn around and see who in the world had grabbed him. He never got a chance, however, as another hand pushed on his shoulders and kept him going lest he be pushed down and trampled by his kidnapper.

"Sorry not sorry I need to talk with you so move move move!" A girl spoke behind him, pushing him further and further down the hallway. "Oh, you have nice shoulders, I should have just the thing to fit you! But! But but but but but that can come later, once I've gotten what I want to know out of you~."

The way she laughed as she said that... it's somehow worse than Nemuri's laugh when she brings out the bullwhip! Izuku thought to himself, feeling his spine tingle as his body automatically responded to the strange kidnappers directions. "Can you at please at least tell me what you want from me?!"

"All in good time, Mr. Nordic support gear!" She chirped, making him tense up as she pushed him into a workshop and closed the blast doors behind them. "At least you're willing, that's good."

Izuku dashed forwards as soon as the girl was no longer touching him, putting some distance between them as he turned around and through both his bags to the side and out of the way. She couldn't have been more than a few inches shorter than him, with pink hair that seemingly naturally styled into dreadlocks. Her eyes, wide with manic glee, were yellow with crosses that made them look like lenses on scopes. She wasn't wearing the normal school uniform, instead wearing a pair of coveralls up to her waist, upper half of which was folded down and tucked into her waistband over wide hips. Her black tank top, with holes in it in various places from who knows what and stains of grease and oil, was pulled tight against her body thanks to the mature melons on her chest. A pair of goggles crowned her head, but were pulled up off her face for the moment.

She's obviously a support student, but how in the world does she know about Stål Sang's gifts?

"There, now we're all alone." The girl strode right up to him, her face barely an inch from his. She smelled heavily of oil and soot, making Izuku's nose twitch at the familiar smells. "And you're not getting out of here until you tell me how you have equipment marked with the Stål Glyph." The look in her eyes brooked no argument.

"E-excuse me?" Izuku asked, feeling the nervous stutter he'd worked so long on suppressing come out. He couldn't help it, this girl was eying him in a way that reminded him of both Nemuri and Nezu, and it was quite off-putting. "W-who even are you?"

"Oh yeah, Mom did say that if I drag a guy to a room I should know his name first." She leaned back a bit as she spoke before she posed dramatically. "Mei Hatsume, support superstar! Now!" She leaned back into his face once more, her eyes moving rapidly around his face. "Tell me how you have equipment bearing the personal seal of Stål Sang, the famous Nordic Support hero!"

"Equipment? W-what equipment?" Izuku asked her, feeling himself growing uncomfortable by the second. He couldn't explain it. It wasn't the proximity, since he'd long got over that stage in a man's life due to His Girls, even if she was in his face quite literally. It wasn't even entirely the fact she knew he had gifts from Stål, really, though that was definitely part of it.

"Oh, too bad." She, Mei, said, smiling still. "I don't like it when people try to lie to me. My eyes never fail, you know?" Mei reached into her pocket and pulled out a remote. "So now, as recompense for wasting my time, I'm going to try Baby number thirty two on you!"

"Baby what now?" Izuku asked before he felt something latch onto his leg and shock him, his muscles locking up.

"Baby Thirty Two, otherwise known as the M.H.E.E.S., the Mei Hatsume Excellent Electric Scarf! I based it off 1-A's homeroom teachers weapon of choice." She told him, smiling like he wasn't being tazed in front of her, or at her command. "And I'll lock you up in Baby Forty seven!" She declared, pressing three buttons on the remote in quick succession.

What now?

Izuku was not left in the dark long, as wire shot out of the wall from a turret that popped out. It wrapped around his other leg, yanking him off his feet with tremendous ****. It pulled him next to the turret, the electric scarf still wrapped around his leg and making it so he couldn't fight. Steel rods popped out from the turret stand, extending down past his hair before clamping together, bars extending from the sides to make some kind of weird upside down pyramid birdcage.

"And lastly, a little something I've whipped up in chemistry for disarming villains. Say hello to baby number sixty nine!" She yelled, once more pressing on her fiendish remote.

Another cannon popped out, though this time from the ceiling. It was dripping with green ooze, glowing a green that did not make Izuku confidant she wasn't about to give him radiation poisoning.

The goo cannon fired, covering the entire wall in hot green gunk, blinding Izuku for a moment before it all evaporated into thin air... along with his clothes. And cable wrapping his leg up and the M.H.E.E.S. as well, thankfully.

He fell to the top (bottom?) of the cage he was in, naked as the day he was born save for one piece of metal that he wore on his wrist. Another two pieces of metal clattered loudly to the ground below him, one of which was his belt buckle and another was a small silver pendant engraved with ancient runes and flowery designs in the shape of a heart. Along with his phone, wallet and punched train ticket from that morning.

Thankfully, his phone was made of some really tough material and wouldn't break so easily from a ten foot fall like that...

"Aha!" Mei gloated as Izuku groaned, walking to pick up the silver pendant. She didn't seem to care that the green spewing turret was still dripping ooze from above, nor that it landed on her and dissolved her already worn and dirty clothing into... whatever it was that clothing turned into or the numerous gidgits and gizmos that fell as a result of losing anything protecting her body from sight. More than just her now dissolved clothing, her skin was smeared with engine grease and motor oils and other mechanical fluids. The only piece of anything still on her body were the goggles on her head. "I knew it! See, right here in the middle of the heart is Stål Sang's glyph!"

"H-Hey!" Izuku Yelled, rubbing his head as Incubus fuel already healed his budding headache. "What are you doing?"

"There's no point in denying it now, whatever your name is!" She held up the pendant as she pointed at him once more, the manic smile never once dropping from her face. "You are somehow connected to a foreign Support Hero, and I intend to find out how! After all, for someone like you to have not just one item, but two, you have to have some kind of deep connection!"

"Would you believe I won it in a mail order contest?" Izuku queried. "And could you at least put a towel on?"

"No and no." Mei shook her head, yet her pupils never stopped being laser focused on him. "And don't try to say it's a forgery, my eyes would never lie to me! I've studied designs from Support Heroes around the world, and the heroes that have items with a major support hero's personal hand in the creation always have the marking on prominent display! I can tell from looking at this that the same imperfections that come with hand stamping her seal into her works that go across all her personally crafted designs are present in both this AND the armband you're wearing!"

"W-well..." Izuku said, trying to think of a lie that could possibly have a chance of fooling the crazy girl, but fumbled. Curse my inability to lie convincingly! "I mean... yeah, it is."

"Hehehehe~" The girl laughed, pressing a button on the remote that was still in her hands a few more times yet.

The cage containing Izuku slowly descended on another rope that was hidden in the base of the capture turret, setting him on the ground... if still caged up.

"So, mind explaining how a first year has some of the most sought after quirk-made support gear in heroics?" She asked, standing over him, uncaring that her body was on full display, nor that her pussy was about as far away from his face as her own had been earlier. The scent of stale sweat wafted off her now that there was nothing to contain it. "I'm more than willing to compensate you, if you get what I mean."

_Uh, aren't I the one supposed to solicit sex? _Izuku let the incredulity of the situation that was his life hit him for a moment before shaking himself out of it, looking up past the (naturally) pink patch of hair into the still manic eyes of Mei. "Uh, you don't have to do that... Can I at least ask why you want to know in the first place?"

"Didn't I say it? If you have this, you have connections to important people in my line of work! That makes you useful to me, and I'm more than willing to work with people useful to me. You scratch my back, I scratch yours, and so far you're the only student who seems like you'd be able to help me go far, fast!" Mei pretty much yelled in her excitement.

_Well... at least she's honest? _Izuku had, well, he had a certain expectation for morning madness for months now. But this was certainly a new one. "Uh, look. Whatever relationship you think I have with Stål Sang, shouldn't you try to get her eye on your own? Everything I've experienced in the last three minutes alone is really impressive!"

"Of course it's amazing!" Mei proudly puffed out her chest, bumping her slit against Izuku's nose as her body rocked forward slightly. "After all, I put my absolute best into creating my super cute babies! And I don't want Stål Sang's notice, I want the connection to support companies!" She walked away slightly, her rear-end having a noticeable jiggle to it. But once again, like more heroines, or even heroine hopefuls, there was lots of muscle in her body, from her arms which had lifted many heavy parts presumably, to her back which while it had all the right curves (And a generous amount of her breasts spilling over to the side and visible from behind now that she was wearing nothing) had power hidden within it that Izuku had trained himself to see from His Girls.

This girl, she seems to go above and beyond a Support Hero student. Most of the time they're just working on items that can be used by one person, right?

"And while I don't want a fast track to acceptance, that would defeat the purpose of my Babies after all, having you wearing gear made by me would certainly catch the eyes of those who know you from whatever connections you have to Stål Sang!" She turned around, marching up to him and once again standing over him. "Up up up up up!"

The tone of voice in which she had said that struck something in Izuku. Maybe it was the grueling training under All Might, or maybe it was the training from His Girls both in the bedroom and out of the bedroom. But as she ordered him to stand, Izuku shot to his feet, One for All and Incubus Fuel giving him the strength to pierce through the Steel bars of his cage without any resistance or injury to himself.

"Oh ho ho!" Mei grinned at him with even more intensity, her smile turning easily thrice as dangerous as it had been previously. "Strong, durable, connections AND listens to orders. I can tell this is going to be a very agreeable partnership hehehehehehe~" She giggled, putting her hands on his chest. "Oh, there's a lot more muscle here than it looks. Maybe your muscle structure is super dense. I can do a lot of things with that, you know." Mei moved from his chest, running her hands up to his shoulders and his arms. "Same here. Hmm, I may have to work on something special to make a noticeable increase in your ability to withstand attacks. And for your costume."

From his arms she quickly moved down to Izuku's waist, legs and crotch. "Nice package, you. I'll remember to make room for it when I make your upgraded suit." She said, staring right at Izuku's dick, fondling it until it was hard. "Maybe just some material to stretch. I'll have to see if Power Loader knows any materials I can use to cover up an obvious weak-spot like this without compromising too much on actual protection."

"Uh..." Izuku, for the first time in a while, found himself kind of uncomfortable with a woman touching his junk. "You're kinda shameless, Hatsume. Could you please... not?"

"That isn't the way you talk to your new personal support course liaison." She chided, looking at his penis from every angle, testing the weight of it and the stiffness of it. "Besides, it's just the human body. How else am I supposed to make you the best baby I can if I don't know all your measurements?" She asked, measuring the length from the base of his shaft to the tip, putting her hand around to measure how thick it was.

"But shouldn't you be using a tape measure or something?" Izuku asked, unable to move for fear of upsetting the crazy girl. God he hoped no one would walk in right now.

"Nah, don't need one for something like this. Perfect visual memory." Mei told him like it was nothing. "My quirk is always on in some capacity, so I've made sure to memorize as many different forms of measurement as possible to compensate for the zoom of my eyes. I gotta say though, I've seen a lot of naked human flesh, but this is the first time I've seen a dick personally up close. The pants hide a lot, it there some kind of pocket in it?"

"Uh, I don't think so?" Izuku easily kept himself distracted from the hotness of her breath, the loose strands of hair that tickled his rod as she continued to fondle him. "But, perfect visual memory? That's kinda amazing, Hatsume!"

Mei shrugged as she finally moved on to his legs, measuring them with her hands like she did with his arms and dick. "It's certainly useful in making new babies, but beyond that I don't really have much use for it. Show me the range of motion in your legs."

Izuku dutifully did as he was told, rotating his legs, lifting them under the unblinking eyes of the support student. Part of his training had been in flexibility, though not the part overseen by the Symbol of Peace. No, he'd done that himself, one of many things he learned in order to make His Girls feel as good as possible.

"Very nice." Mei nodded, standing up once more. "Same with your arms and core now. I want the full range of motion of your body, so I know exactly what I should focus on."

"We really need to get to class, you know?" Izuku said, looking at the time as he bent forward and back, side to side. He did some basic stretches, feeling Mei's eyes catalog his entire naked body. She kept circling him, reaching out to poke and feel up random places as he did. "It's about to start, and I really can't miss homeroom."

"Just a little more and I'll let you leave."

"Can I at least call a staff member I can trust to bring us new uniforms? You disintegrated them." Izuku said, internally sighing when she once again grabbed his cock and kept moving it around for... whatever her reasons.

"Yes I did, and that means Baby Sixty Nine was a rousing success!" Mei didn't seem to care that his man-meat was in her grasp as she pumped her arm in glee. "Oh, your dick twitched! That was a really strong one too! Might actually have to test how much **** you're packing here..."

"Uh, about that phone call?" Izuku asked, glancing warily at the clock as Mei looked like she was contemplating giving him a hand job right then and there. "How about I come back... Friday during lunch?"

"Oh, that sounds perfect! That'll give me time to build a prototype baby for you and see how well it holds up!" Mei smiled up at him, her face right next to his dick before she go and crawled away. She grabbed the stuff that was on the ground, throwing him his phone and wallet, along with the small pendant he usually kept on a leather cord around his neck. That was the gift that reduced friction, and beyond the bedroom it was very nice to have in every day life.

Though his turning did suffer for it...

"Ah, thank you." Izuku said, ignoring the inviting wiggle of Mei's ass as she began drawing some blueprints on some paper she had stashed on the floor. "Let's see, who should I call?" He asked himself before his phone vibrated with an incoming text.

Open the door darling. I've brought fresh clothes for you and the girl.

Oh, it's Musei! Wait... how did she know where I was... or that I, and Mei, both need clothes? Izuku thought before shrugging. One of His Girls probably heard he got dragged off by a girl, and they could probably guess that having a change of clothing would just be good preparation. I really gotta start carrying extra uniforms when I come to school.