Arc 6: Genderbend Izuku Midoriya

Tags: Bunch of genderbend. And ethics and society, society is gay.

"It's the solution to all of our problems; I will get rid of all villains, Jack."

"It's the solution to all of our problems; I will get rid of all villains, Jack."

"It's the solution to all of our problems; I will get rid of all villains, Jack."

"Jack?"

"Huh? What? Where? What's up?"

"Are you alright? You have been spacing out all day," Izuku said next to me as we were on a train going back to U.A. We spent all day cleaning up the beach with Katsuki on the side, not wanting to talk with us for some reason.

"I am fine. Thanks for checking in."

"What's on your mind today?"

"Welllllll, let's say a hypothetical Izuku. Imagine you, uh, have a hero friend, but then your hero friend says he wants to get rid of all the villains."

"That's great!"

"No no, let me finish, please. Let's say he will do it in a method that might not be jailing them."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"Well, Stain was a hero killer, so having someone killing villains is no better; that's still murder."

("Alright would Sirli kill a villain?") I thought to myself ("She is not the type to go on a murder rampage; that's not logical"). I tried to give as much context as I had: "Let's say they find a thing that turns villains into good people BUT it's against the will."

"Like brainwashing?"

"YEAH YEAH, like... brainwashing, yeah."

"Well, that would be terrible, right? It sounds like whoever does that to villains could turn them into slaves if he has the power to do that."

"Oof, okay, so it just turns them into good people but lets them in jail to serve a sentence."

"That sounds worse. Not only do they not know why they are inside there, but they are also forced to do a sentence for something they don't know?"

"Alright, shit, yeah, that's actually bad." I noticed some guy at the end of the train car just taking a seat; he was wearing a very DIY outfit of a hero. Villain? It was hard to say, but he definitely made it by hand and improvised. I ignored it.

"Okay, just let me figure it out. Imagine that a friend says he has a plan to get rid of all the villains—don't kill them, but in a way it's going to do something that is going to end up making all villains be no more villains, I guess? But it's not something that would kill them or hurt them, but I am also sure they would serve some sentence, like uuuuuh. Fuck, it is hard if I don't have any concrete example."

"Like removing what allows them to use their quirk? That's usually the difference between a villain and a normal criminal: quirk usage. Overhaul had a quirk similar to yours, but the League of Villains removed his arms, and he cannot use it anymore. He is allowed to have visits, and it's located in a normal prison for, let's say, more normal criminals, serving his sentence. He regrets his actions, but he is not able to leave nor is he getting a lower sentence, but it's better than Tartarus and being locked up in a room for the rest of your life not able to see the light of the sun again."

"Sure, but that's the worst type of villain... Wait, who is Overhaul?"

"He was the leader of the Yakuza. I can fill you up on all that, but is that what you meant?"

"I—I guess? Not sure." I noticed the fat guy from before taking something out of his bag for a moment, odd but still he wasn't bothering anyone.

"Well, I don't think forcefully removing the will to fight from a villain is a good thing; they are still humans, but hmmmmm, it's something I should think about. I guess it's as bad as lobotomizing or brainwashing someone."

"Right, right... Sirli, what are you doing...?" What is that fat guy doing the fuck? I looked to the left, noticing that he started to spit on his hand. "D-did that guy just throw up?"

"What?" Izuku turned to the left.

"Oh, that guy is certainly up to some weird shit."

"What do you mean?"

"He is spitting on his hand and doing something weird; I am sure he is about to do something really fucking weird, 'cause that's no normal spit; he is even smoking out of his mouth."

"Could it be a villain?"

"Maybe? I could beat him up; I cannot let that guy go, so I will have to wreck the train a little."

"Wait, can't you do it without destroying the train?"

"My quirk works based on the things around me; I guess I could turn the air into metal and have a seizure right afterwards due to how straining that is... Or just beat him up with my fists." I turned my skin into stone. "Although I need to see if his body is maybe made out of something else or has changed into something else."

"How about we talk with him first and we can—"

The fat dude simply stood up, screaming like one of those cartoonishly evil villains from comics "Behold, people on the car." We looked around; this thing was empty besides the two of us. "I have come here to deliver vengeance in the name of an unfair society, and I shall start with the man who saved this doomed society!!"

"Vengeance what? As for man, I think they refer to you, Izuku, some Shigaraki fanboy most likely?"

"Silence, you miserable scum?"

"The fuck? Did he tell me to shut up?" He kept monologuing as I didn't pay attention to him, just seeing whatever else he was hiding inside his body and if somehow he was just some random weird guy. "Okay, so after seeing a little bit further inside his body, I just realized that he has no resistance, strength, or speed quirk, so whatever he is doing, he's doing it with his mouth, and yeah, I will try and talk to him."

"- You people have always been ignoring us; we are the lowest scum in this society, and you always push us down and keep us down, never letting us a chance in the spotlight of uh light, and that light is—"

"Hey, what's your deal? Since you know, your manifesto is kind of falling apart and I don't get it, just like talk from your heart."

"It's men like you that piss me off."

"What the fuck did I do? I mean, you are not wrong on hating, but what the fuck did I do? This isn't a racist thing, right? I mean, I have brown skin, but I promise you I am not black. Not that it makes it better is still racis—"

"No, you and your pretty looks and the way you look at me as if I were disgusting."

"Oh, you are that kind of basement dweller. Uhm, man, to be honest, you are not ugly, just... kind of fat?"

"Jack," Izuku looked at me as if I shouldn't make things worse.

"What? I am right? I just noticed what he means; he is pissed off because he is weird."

"See!!! That's right there! We cannot exist in this world because of the way we look; I didn't choose to look this way."

"Man, okay, let me stop you right there. Sure, we don't choose how our faces look, but you are packing thrice the average weight, and you haven't showered today. Don't think I don't notice those stains on the armpits. You don't have a proper costume, and you certainly are out of shape. Whatever the fuck you are blaming me on, I am sure that half that stuff is your fault, and you just fail to realize it. Like, reality is brutal, I get it, but half the time relationships happen if you are a presentable person and not... weird and take showers regularly. Like, sure, you are overweight, but I've met fat people with plenty of loving, caring girlfriends."

"And I bet those guys are rich too, right?"

"I mean, yeah? Maybe? Of course money matters. In a relationship, compatibility, looks, personality, and even finances—all of that matters. It's tiring, but it's very rewarding sometimes too, if you are not a sex pest about it... Then again, I cannot comment on that... I am very lucky to be who I am."

"Yes, and unlike you, I am a failure according to the system." The more he talked, the more time I had to check his body out. Nope, he has nothing on him besides that weird quirk breath. I must make sure the car is open and fight him in an open space to avoid whatever he can do; if it's some stink breath, like gross, a place like this is the worst. "I am entitled to love if I am forced to live in this world. But everyone just hates, how can I exist here."

"So it is a sex thing? I don't think its love man. I kind of hate this guy. It's always the weird guys, you know. He is not even bad-looking; he just does his minimum effort and looks worse because of it—" The doors opened at that instant. "Let's take it outside, shall we?"

"Gladly." We stepped outside. "If I am not entitled to be part of a society that is accepting to us, then other people like you shouldn't be entitled, either, to relationships, safety, freedom of choice, protection, empathy, or happiness. In the past, guys like me would get couples, but nowadays I am seen as if I were the trash of this world, so I have decided that all men and women would suffer what I had to suffer as well and what the opposites had to suffer when dealing with them."

"Look, you are spouting nonsense, and I once more agree that looks and genetics play a part and men have it harder when it comes starting a relationship, but not the relationship itself, but at the same time, get a hobby- also learning to talk to people is important. A relationship isn't formed by waiting around; you have to at the very least talk and get to know each other to be with the person you love." I looked at Izuku.

"Hm?"

"Nothing... A relationship is done by putting in the effort."

"Then why don't girls put on the effort instead of whoring around? Women aren't supposed to gain experience like that."

"First of all, what the fuck? Second of all, now that you can blame it on society, the effort part, not the whoring around, you are not to tell anyone what the fuck they can do or not do with their bodies. Sure, men are forced to take the first step nowadays, but I am glad that's changing, and I've met girls that can be veeery straightforward... But not with you... Cause you look gross and say weird shit, you know."

"And what if they reject you?" He smugly looked at me; man, he had such a punchable face.

"Then you move on and don't bother them anymore; that's how it works. For both sexes, yes, there are dumb gender norms nowadays, especially in relationships, but no one is asking you to follow them and much less complain about them because you don't follow them. I am sure that with proper dressing and caring for your wskin, you would look 100% better, even if fat; trust me, the fatness is not the issue."

"Well, too bad, heroes, because even if you want to stop me, the gender offender!!" I spat, trying not to laugh too hard.

"PFT, oh my fucking god, is that your villain name? What is your quirk? Sexual harassment on the train? What the fuck?"

"Jack, there could be others in the carts behind us!"

"I can't, I truly can't. Come on, mock him with me. Izuku is fun; live a little."

"This is what I mean with you pretty-looking bastards; there is still one little thing I have made in case I fail."

"Fail what, getting beaten up? Yeah, you're failing at that; I can fix it. I have no idea what you are about to do."

"In that train there were a few girls and guys that looked very handsome; it would be a shame for them once my bomb goes off."

"... Your what now?"

"That's right, I planted a bomb; good luck finding—"

"Oh, he is not bluffing; he did plant something." I had used my quirk to locate something inside the train, a small device under the seat he was on. -But it's not a bomb; it's more like, uh... I have no idea what the fuck that is. Uh, okay, so..." I quickly used my quirk, a large rock hand, grabbing him by the arms and pinning him down. "Izuku, you arrest this guy; be careful of his mouth. He has no actual quirk that makes him stronger than you, but he has some stink breath or didn't clean this morning or whatever. I am sure it's not toxic, but it could still be harmful or something, so look out for that, and I will deal with the bomb." I entered the train, not wasting time as the door closed up. Izuku nodded at me as he was going to make the proper arrest.

That was very anticlimactic; we didn't even finish our conversation, but I met some incel. Is that weird in Japan? He gave me Mineta vibes. Maybe I should help him out to make sure he doesn't turn out like this psycho. I checked under the seats and found the strange device that was supposed to be a bomb; it was so fragile too. It's a goddamn miracle it didn't blow up.

One of the train car doors slammed open, speaking of blowing things up. "Huh? What the hell is going on?!" Bakugo would approach me as I had the device on my hand, trying to figure out how to make it not blow up, maybe just turning it into a normal rock, but the thing inside of it wasn't an actual explosive; it was just gas, but not ammonia, nor bleach, nor mustard gas; it was something I couldn't figure out.

"Izuku is arresting some incel, and I am trying to stop a bomb, so don't bother now." I was figuring out how to get this thing closed up without it going off. What if the gas eats through the rock? Would it be acidic? I better not chance it. "I need to get this thing out of here." I moved away from Katsuki to where the doors open, trying to find a car with a gap in between; that way, I could jump out of the train without having to break a metallic wall through them.

"Wait, let's get that thing up in the air."

"Can't fly."

"I can, idiot!

"Good for you, but this thing is delicate; it won't let you break it and suddenly blow your arm off in the process if I am not sure what it does."

"That's why we need to get it off the train; let's open up a hole." Aiming his arm at one of the walls.

"THAT'S ONE OF THE THINGS I AM AVOIDING." Katsuki opened up a window, such a small gap that my head could barely go inside.

"There jumps!"

"I can't fit through there?! And the train is moving; stop bothering me."

"Can't you shapeshift?"

"To some degree, yeah! Not like that easy, and the train is moving. I don't want to be there when it blows up."

I kept trying to figure it out; fuck it, I will just turn the outside in something sturdier, mix the walls together, and seal it shut. Even if it blows up, it won't open. The device started to change as Katsuki looked distressed by it. "It's going to blow! Give it here, and I get away with it!"

"IT'S NOT!"

"STOP BEING SO STUBBORN! I CAN TAKE IT!"

"SHUT UP. YOU ARE MAKING ME NERVOUS!"

"Just give it here!" He tried to grab it as I moved it away, his hand pushing it away, making it fall, breaking it in two on the ground as we both stare at it.

"Just so you know, I blame you for this." The car quickly filled up with a purple-like smoke around the cart. I decided to avoid any problems and open up many small holes all over the car instead of making a huge one that wouldn't fix naturally. Letting all of the smoke filter out, Bakugo had the idea to make small explosions inside it to cover the smoke with his own smoke from the explosions. As the train travelled slowly, it almost looked like the whole cart was on fire. The conductor started to slow it down. I tried to keep my nose and mouth shut, even trying to help Bakugo put on a makeshift mask I made out of one of the seats, but he was stubborn to let me help. I couldn't see him, but I could feel something deeply strange in my body as it changed, not only mine but his as well. Whatever this smoke was, it was transmittable not by smell but by contact as well.

Then I realized what was happening with that freak; now I get his message about making men feel like women and the other way around.

"Well, at least I know this isn't toxic; I just didn't expect this to be the result." I looked down at myself as I knew what had happened to my body, big boobs, nice curves; at least it kept my chosen skin color, and I don't have to pigment everything again, but this was oddly strange to inhabit this body.

"Huh... I think my boobs are bigger than most. Should I be proud of that... Wait, I didn't change for shit; I only grew boobs and a butt. Did I look so girly all the time? At least I get the six-pack... Is this why everyone thinks I am into other guys? Oh shit, wait." I looked to the side to see my 'friend' who had been in the car with me. Once the smoke cleared, I was able to notice that I wasn't the only one that changed.

Katsuki, on the other hand, had changed quite a bit; his face was similar to his mom's, but the rest of his body was absolutely luscious: big hips, big butt, big breasts. If he had a six-pack, it most likely was not down there anymore; there was only one thing to do right now.

"PFT HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH HAHAHAHA"

"SHUT UP! YOU CHANGED TOO, WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?"

"AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"

"SHUT THE HELL UP!! YOU CHANGED TOO, IDIOT!!"

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH" I dropped to the ground to laugh my ass off; I haven't had this much fun in a while.

15 minutes later of walking through the city back to the station where we left Izuku.

"We should be almost there" Katsuki said, stumbling a little as he walked.

"... Pft"

"STOP LAUGHING."

"PFFFJKSKJSJKSFFJJMMMMM" I was trying so hard to not keep laughing. I took a deep breath and calmed down for a moment.

"I can see you trying not to laugh, you disrespectful fuck."

"Pl-please stop talking to me; I cannot hold my laughter."

"TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY. How long will this last?"

"Good question. I don't feel myself changing, so either some weeks or it doesn't."

"What?"

"Yeah, we need to get that fucker. I don't think you want to stay like that."

"Do you?"

"Nah."

We saw a cop car pass by as we were getting there, suddenly leaving, and as I looked at the window, I saw the fat guy from before being taken away... OH SHIT. "OH, THAT'S THE GUY!"

"WHAT?!"

"YEAH, HE WAS TAKEN AWAY, FUCK! HAHAHAHA YOU ARE STUCK LIKE THIS FOR THE WHOLE DAY, HOLYYYYYYYYYYY THIS IS FUNNY AS HELL." My phone started to ring as I answered without looking. "Hello, Fem-Jack speaking. 2

"BE SERIOUS!" Katsuki shouted.

"Jack, good, I called you!" I heard a slightly feminine voice on the other side. "I need your help; something happened."

"Izuku? Is that you? Don't worry, we are already getting there."

"W-WAIT I—THERE IS SOMETHING I MUST TELL YOU."

"Yeah, me too. You won't believe it; once you see it, you will be laughing your ass off..." I arrived at the place where we left Izuku, and it seems that we weren't the only ones affected. I noticed Izuku instantly: thinner, a bit taller, softer face, but that was definitely him, and right as he was about to explain, me and Katsuki shared a look.

And laughed our asses off. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAH"