Rumi Inverted More

Rumi prodded her boss.

“So, I get you’re a villain, but like, what kinda villain? Obviously the sort who just brainwashes heroines, but are you like take over the world mwahaha or what?”

Her boss shook his head. He was apparently just a small-timer who liked collecting beautiful things. But he was also open to expanding his collection.

“Oh? I’m not enough for you?” She made sure to jiggle her boobs aggressively in his face, to get her point across. Really she had an ulterior motive. While she was working for him, quite happily, she wasn’t quite so willing to let other girls get brainwashed by her boss if she could avoid it. Her? No problem, she was into it whether it was natural or not. But some innocent girls? She imagined the recent graduates she had been mentoring getting inverted. Her fresh-faced Ochako or her grouchy Tsuyu, no, they were pure. They didn’t know she was a minion and she didn’t want to introduce them to this part of her life. She’d do her best to occupy her boss all by herself. It couldn’t be that hard, considering how much of a slut she was now as his minion.

Almost like he was reading her thoughts, her boss asked her if she was trying to distract him from his collection plans. Rumi was his minion, but she wasn’t obliged to tell him the truth all the time. She lied and said she just wanted his cock all to herself, which was only kind of a half lie.

He saw right through it though. He told her that he was officially requiring her to tell him about what she was thinking, bosses orders. Oh damn. He was pulling that card? Well, nothing to it then. She confessed. She could fudge the truth here and there but she wasn’t going to risk her job at the end of the day.

He took it fine enough. Even said that her fessing up was worth a bit of a reward.

“Invert.”

He used his quirk on her again. As with all his changes, it was impossible to know without him telling her. It was like the changes had always been there, or at least that was what her memory told her. Like how her hand had always been stuffed up her sopping wet cunt. She couldn’t stop pleasuring herself because it was so incredibly hot to get her mind reshaped to suit her boss’s needs.

Rumi didn’t even have to ask this time. He just told her that she now wanted to corrupt as many heroines as possible, making them into her boss’s minions. Which made perfect sense, since she was so in love with the concept of brainwashing. It was a struggle to even imagine not wanting to take a pure heroine and turn her into a plaything for her boss. Her mind flashed to her students Ochako and Tsuyu. Half the reason she had taken them on was because she wanted to spend more time with them, get to know them, so that when she found someone with a brainwashing quirk it would be all the sweeter when she got them to corrupt the heroines. She had never told them of her other life as a minion, whether for the chumps she had as bosses before her current boss or about her current boss, but maybe now was the time to set up a meet and greet.

She pulled out her phone to show pics of them to her boss. Unfortunately he wasn’t interested. Which was a total letdown since she was practically chomping at the bit for him to user his power on them. But apparently he liked older girls like herself.

“Oh, so that’s why you chose me. You want someone mature, someone experienced, huh? I might know a heroine or two that fits that description. But are you sure you don’t want those two. I’m telling you, it’d be so good having my two students serving you as well. Ochako could use her gravity powers to give you a titjob without even using her hands, and I think Tsuyu’s tongue speaks for itself. You should really just get them inverted.”

She knew her boss was the boss, but he was missing out if he only wanted older women. Rumi had been around for a while now, minion-ing for more than one villain. She knew that sometimes they didn’t know what they really wanted and it was up to an enterprising minion like herself to show them the way.

Her boss only sighed and said “Invert” again. And again. That was two ‘inverts’ for the record. Two things permanently changed about her. She came on the spot. What had he done this time? She’d ask, but it wasn’t her place. She was a minion so she just had to follow his lead. She bowed her head submissively, showing that she was deferential to his authority.

He patted her on the head, squishing her bunny ears down flat against her hair. It was easy for him to do since she was so small. She was a shortstack bunny. Her massive boobs were all the more massive because of how she barely came to 120cm in height. She was always looking up to people, which made sense for a minion.

“If you’re looking for milf-y heroines, I’d recommend Ms. Midnight or Mt. Lady. Though of course it’s up to you, boss. Whatever you think is best.” There, she made sure to signify her intent to follow whatever his desires were. She wouldn’t want him thinking she was independent or confident or anything like that. Even if she could muster the courage to defy her boss, she definitely wouldn’t! Uppity minions like those were the first ones to get fired.

Her boss even called her a good girl, which resulted in her squealing in happiness. Other people’s praise meant everything to her and her boss’ most of all. Rumi Usagiyama was a weakling follower. Why else would she be so turned on about having her mind changed? Sure, her boss had changed her to be like that, but deep down she knew it was because she knew other people knew better than her. He had just opened her eyes to the truth. And yeah, the sexual part of it was really just her recognizing the inherent sexiness of becoming worthwhile. The same was true for other heroines, even if they didn’t know it yet. None of them had any thoughts worth thinking, not compared to the boss’s brilliance.

Her boss told her to call Mt. Lady and she did so. As soon as she was finished, he gave her a push and she fell onto her back, unable and unwilling to resist going with the flow. As soon as she was on the ground, he took the opportunity to plant his foot onto her tits.

Ooooh. That hit the spot. Especially when he started grinding his heel into her boobflesh. She moaned and he pressed down harder. Her tits swallowed his foot, deforming to the sides. Half of her was boobs because of her short stature, and all of it was filled with condensed nerve endings that would have been stretched out for a normal person. Any pressure at all was enough to short-circuit her brain, and the continued application was doing such wondrous things in terms of getting her to not think anything. She came again and again, her juices getting squeezed out of her like she was some sort of ripe fruit. At some point she became delirious from all the pleasure. She almost cried out for him to stop, but her natural submissiveness came through and reminded her that it wasn’t her place to tell her boss when to stop taking his own pleasure from his minion. Phew. That was close. Having dodged that bullet, she instead just sank into mindless bliss and let her boss have his way with his submissive shortstack chocolate bunny minion for as long as he wished.