She's interested - in a lot of things

Kyoka twirled one of her jacks as she thought about it. It did sound nice. Comfortable. Sexy but...gentle and loving. "It does sound pretty good. Soft pillows. Hugs. Soft...pillows." She went red at that and made a conscious effort to avoid looking at Izumi's chest - no easy task.

"I don't know how good I'd be to cuddle with, though. I'm so thin."

"Are you kidding?" Izumi nearly jumped as she scooted closer. "You're perfect for that sort of thing! Small enough for someone to get their arms all the way around, but just big enough to fit another set of hands. You'd be like the little teddy bear in the middle!"

Kyoka smiled at her. That was actually a very cute image, and one that definitely appealed to her. But then Izumi seemed to realize what she'd said and went red again, quickly scooting back to where she'd been seated before. It didn't bother her; the little rocker understood. Poor Izumi had gotten caught up in something that interested her, and much like her brother, had briefly let it get away from her. That only made Kyoka's smile broaden.

I had wondered if I would see some kind of flaw in Momo's genie magic. Something that made it look like Izumi had canned responses or something missing about her, like some kind of robot, Kyoka thought to herself. But there's nothing like that. She IS a person. She's just as sweet and hyper-fixated as Izuku, but in a way that's entirely her own. And I'm already loving the time I'm spending with these two. It doesn't feel like it's because of magic. This feels...real.

"Hey, I've got...kind of an awkward question for you," Kyoka began. She leaned back and swung her legs out, trying her best to make it casual. "What would you say if I was starting to like you...and your brother?" She winced in preparation for the answer.

Izumi blushed, then put her hand to her chin. She thought it through - Kyoka could imagine the gears turning in her head. Those small but plump lips of Izumi's started opening and closing, and Kyoka caught some of her mutterings. She reached out and tapped her shoulder.

"H-Huh?! Oh, sorry. Um...y-yeah. I think I would...like it. That you liked me, anyway. Because I l-like y-you," the words tripped out of Izumi's mouth. "As for you liking Izuku too...I know this is gonna sound weird, but I'm actually glad to hear that. Things have been even rougher for him than for me.

"Being quirkless sucks. But being quirkless, AND wanting to be a hero more than anything? Everyone saw it as a joke. And I hate seeing the other students at school kick him around. Even now, when we're supposed to be adults!" She sighed. "It's why I started getting into tech in the first place. I wanted to make inventions so Izuku could be a quirkless hero. I sometimes worried I was keeping a hope alive that would just hurt more when it got crushed."

"Good thing he's getting a quirk then," Kyoka offered.

"G-Getting?!"

"The late bloomer thing? You guys told me yesterday."

"Oh. Oh yeah. I forgot..." Izumi looked away and back again. "Anyway, I at least didn't have dreams everyone laughed at unfairly. I got off easy. I don't know if there's anyone at school I can call a friend, but at least I don't get my notebooks burned, or get shoved over, or get told to take a swan - " She stopped herself. "Forget I said that. My point if I can stay on topic is that I'm glad you're looking past that and seeing who he really is. I can count the number of people who have done that on one hand, so thank you."

"No problem. I knew it was gonna be rough growing up like that, but...shit. Sounds like he's built up a lot of good karma. He's overdue for cashing it in." Kyoka looked over at the boy, then back to Izumi. "But I was asking about, like...romantically. What if I was into you both?"

"Oh, yeah. This is also gonna sound weird, but...I'm kinda into that too?" She flinched and shrank in on herself as she said it, as if worried she failed some kind of test. "Like, me and Izuku both use the top bunk to masturbate, so it's not like we're strangers to that kind of thing - "

"WHAT?" Kyoka immediately clamped her hands over her mouth. Izuku and Momo looked over at her. She gave a smile and shooed them away with a hand, Momo grinning back and giving a thumbs-up. After a second to calm down she whispered, "Why would you tell me that?"

"You said you were interested in both of us. I thought you'd want to know that us both doing sexy stuff in the same room isn't a big deal, so you'd actually have a good chance of playing with both of us," Izumi rambled and pouted and gods the poor woman looked on the verge of tears. "I-Is that bad for this?"

"I - not for this, I suppose. I was just surprised you'd confess to something like that out loud. I met you just yesterday." Kyoka wasn't entirely sure how to process the information. It was good? Because it sounded like she might have a shot with both of them? That's what she wanted, right?

"I feel like I can be open with you. I can't really describe it, but it's like I don't have to hide anything from you," Izumi said.

Probably because Momo literally made you for me, Kyoka thought. "Well...how about this? You talk to your brother, and then we see if we can try this whole love triangle thing. Or a guess love square, since I know Momo's not going to let herself be left out." What the fuck is my life?

"O-Oh. Okay. Do you wanna take Momo and give me a minute with Izuku then?" Izumi hardly waited for an answer before heading over to him. Kyoka watched her plump rear retreat while also being treated to Momo's plush breasts approach.

"Seems you're trying to get two for one, Mistress," Momo muttered with a smirk.

"Don't make me order you to try and pleasure me with the lamp's spout," she muttered back. "At this point I figure...why fight it? Izuku's sweet and positive, Izumi you literally customized for me, and you're into whatever I want automatically. I don't want to misuse anyone, but I might as well enjoy it if everyone involved is into it."

"That's the spirit, Mistress," Momo whispered and giggled. "Ooh, look. She's telling him. He's blushing~ ooh, and he's getting a bit of a bulge. I don't think he hates the idea. I think they're coming over."

"Um, hug me from behind. I want to look way more confident about this than I actually feel." She stepped up and Momo complied, wrapping her arms Kyoka's shoulders while pressing her breasts against the back of her head in the process. Not what she intended, but she wouldn't complain.