#plaindangan

When Reze decided to throw it all away to try and run away with Denji, she’d known it was incredibly risky. Possibly outright suicidal.

But it was a risk she was willing to take. Hope was one hell of a drug, apparently.

But she wasn’t stupid. She didn’t expect things to go smoothly.

She hadn’t expected Makima to suddenly show up in the middle of an empty alley, seconds before Reze could meet up with Denji. But she’d expected something.

So, she’d prepared something. Something which someone aiming to stop the Bomb Devil wouldn’t be prepared for. Because no one knew she was capable of this.

Makima’s monologue was suddenly interrupted by a loud, phat beat of music, making the redhead blink as the singular, not-quite-a-note filled the alley, echoing away from the two women rapidly.

Reze made sure to look confused as well, though she didn’t let her eyes stray from Makima’s form as she felt the Bomb Devil’s brain slowly contract within her skull once more, before expanding rapidly, slamming against her skull and releasing another beat of music, making Makima frown as her eyes scanned the alley, the thin, cluttered alley making it hard for the redhead to actually pinpoint the origin of the sound.

“Are you doing this, Bomb Devil?” Makima asked, sounding more confused than accusatory, and Reze very carefully shook her head, making sure she didn’t even accidentally match the beats that the Bomb Devil was producing, each one coming in faster and faster than the last, almost sounding like footsteps approaching the pair.

But as the beats came faster and faster, her heart was actually beating slower and slower.

Because Makima had already lost. The redhead was still staring at Reze like a particularly stupid puppy, trying to decide whether or not Reze was telling the truth, not even noticing the way her wide hips were slowly beginning to shake from side to side.

Reze forced herself not to grin as the Bomb Devil exploded inside her skull again and again, not longer gaining speed as it settled into a good rhythm, and now gaining volume, the loud booms filling the alleyway as Makima hummed.

“Well, it doesn’t matter. I don’t need you interfering with my plans.” Makima said as she bent her knees and popped into a squat, the hand she’d been raising to point at Reze instead landing on her knee to mirror her other one as she began violently throwing it back to the beat of the Bomb Devil’s booms.

Her phat ass clapped loudly in her pants as she began twerking, her braid whipping the air as she did, only to frown as she suddenly realized that something wasn’t right, but it was much too late~

Reze grinned as she stepped closer to the twerking Makima, making the fiercest Devil Hunter in the country moan as the beats grew stronger and stronger, rippling through her body as each clap of her ass made her already phat cheeks grow- until they loudly ripped out of her pants, revealing the pale flesh.

But more than that, Reze grinned because she could see Makima’s brain being boomed into mush as she brought her head to Makima’s level, each beat of the Bomb Devil pulverizing Makima’s mind until all she could think about was throwing her ass back for any one who walked by the alley to see~

Makima was now moaning lewdly as she twerked, arching her back and showing off her loud clapping ass, as if calling for a mate.

“Goodbye, Makima~” Reze said as she walked past the braindead Devil Hunter, eager to join Denji in the cafe, and run away with him.

(Some Peko art as well!) "While I don't mind being on the beach, Master was quite distracted by my body... So, I turn made sure that He was quite served by me. He actually called me his lover that day... I won't forget it. I Wouldn't chage this day for anything."

Izuku was feeling quite overwhelmed.

He wasn't used to people praising him, or even really thanking him in general.

So, having the Wild, Wild Pussycats crowd him, outright encircle him, really, was overwhelming.

Though, not as overwhelming as what they were doing to thank him.

Izuku whined as Ragdoll’s pussy clenched around his cock, the green-haired woman grinning widely as she bounced on his dick. “I can see how you managed to save Kouta! This is a real hero’s cock!” She declared, her pussy wringing his cock as she did and making Izuku gasp- but it was swallowed by Mandalay as the heroine was kissing him deeply, her tongue easily wrestling his own into submission as her hands held his head in place.

“Roger that!” Pixie-Bob suddenly exclaimed at an unheard command, separating from the asshole she’d just been giving a spitshine to, making Izuku nearly sag as one avenue of attack fell away- only to roll into the back of his head as the blonde’s hands suddenly grabbed hold of his ass cheeks, and spread them, making him whine into Mandalay’s mouth as the older woman grinned against his lips.

“I need to make sure my precious hero is properly rewarded~” Mandalay suddenly said in his head. 

He wanted to protest, to reply to her message even though he knew Mandalay couldn’t receive telepathic messages- but whatever he’d been about to think was lost as a large, threatening presence suddenly appeared behind him.

He looked up, and paled as he saw the gigantic Tiger standing behind him. 

Naked.

With a cock as large as one of Izuku’s arm, throbbing powerfully under Izuku’s gaze.

“We are all grateful that you saved young Kouta.” Tiger said in a deep voice, and Izuku howled in pleasure as he was suddenly speared, his lubricated and loosened asshole suddenly spread wide open around Tiger’s cock as the muscular man began pounding into him.

Ragdoll cackled on the other side of him. “Ohh, his cock is throbbing even more now!” She moaned as she upped her tempo, meeting Tiger’s thrusts with her own bounces, making Izuku moan whorishly into Mandalay’s mouth as he was assaulted from both sides, his eyes rolling in his sockets as his brain melted under the unending pleasure.

He couldn’t stop himself- couldn’t even think to try, before cumming, his balls throbbing as he filled Ragdoll’s womb with his cum, just in time for Tiger to flood his bowels~

But that was not a signal that this was the end of things.

Ragdoll was nearly ripped off his cock by Pixie-Bob, who slammed herself down onto his sensitive cock, making him whine in pained pleasure- only for that whine to turn into a lewd moan as Tiger resumed his fierce pounding, all of which Mandalay eagerly swallowed as she made him swallow her spit again and again.

“This is only a fraction of the thanks you deserve, Deku~ And you aren’t leaving this room until you have been properly rewarded~” She told him, and Izuku’s eyes rolled into the back of his head.

He would never say he was a hero for the gratitude and accolades. 

Chihiro was in deep trouble.

Not because he'd been cornered by Jill in an empty corner of the school, of course.

No, Chihiro was in trouble because he had never been this backed up in his life.

He couldn't even hear the clicking of her scissors right next to his ear over the sound of his gurgling balls.

She was saying something or other- something Chihiro should probably care about, but he couldn't, because all he could pay attention to as she spoke was the throbbing cock beneath his skirt and her long, wet tongue.

And when she leaned in even closer, and pressed her warm tongue against his chin, taunting the boy with her warm breath and tight throat, and-

Chihiro couldn't hold it back anymore. 

His hands shot up to Jill's braids, grabbing them like handlebars, before slamming her down his cock, making her choke on the throbbing length as her chin and protruding tongue were squashed against his overly full cum factories.

But if anything, the pleasure made Chihiro even more desperate to cum~ He started fucking Jill's throat like a wild animal, moaning and groaning mindlessly as he used the serial killer like his personal onahole.

And Jill, despite being much stronger than him, was completely powerless to stop him. She'd dropped her scissors in an effort to try and stop Chihiro's movements, but every time she felt his cock making her throat bulge, every time her tongue was smothered against his musky balls, every time Chihiro forced her down into his crotch like she was nothing more than a toy-

It made it a little bit harder to actually try and resist him~

His cute face and body was turning Jill on. And his rough treatment and domineering cock was turning Toko on.

And by the time Chihiro howled out his orgasm, making Jill's eyes roll into the back of her head as he came buckets of thick, virile cum down her gullet like he was trying to breed her stomach-

(I know this said 'Makoto's Harem', but I think Makoto deserves to be included :P)

Also, not sure why I wrote so much, but I hope you'll enjoy <3

Akane actually loves Easter for the chocolate above all else. She's too busy hunting down eggs to actually fuck.

Same for Angie; she's here to paint eggs, not get her eggs painted- or at least, not anymore than any other day of the year.

Hina actually gets very embarrassed by bunny costumes, but she loves having an excuse for raw, breeding sex.

Celeste actively hates having to change her dress for a bunny suit, and she gets incredibly surly. Nothing a good breeding won't fix, but you know.

Chiaki just doesn't have the energy of a real bunny. Loves wearing the costume though.

Himiko and Hiyoko both dislike bunny suits because of their lithe figures, but Himiko is a bit more tolerant of them because she loves having her assistants wear them for her shows.

Ibuki refuses to wear a normal suit, instead insisting for a reverse bunny suit, which, while hot, is actually very unlike a bunny :P

Junko rocks bunny suits. Every Easter, she releases a new line of costumes for Easter, and she makes sure to showcase them as they should be- stretched out by a huge, pregnant belly~

Kaede is as into Easter as she is into every holiday- she loves every excuse she gets to dress and act like a slut~

Kirumi is more than happy to swap her maid uniform for a bunny suit for the day, but actually getting her to switch her maid mindset into a proper bunny one isn't so easy. Though, still easy enough for Makoto~

Chihiro perfectly embodies the shy bunny that turns into an absolute slut once heat hits~

Kokichi is much more annoying and gremlin-like; he only wears the suit to tease people. He doesn't actually care about the holiday.

Kyoko actually loves bunny suits. They perfectly suit her body and attitude, and they give her the perfect excuse to beg Makoto for some raw, baby-making sex. There's nothing she likes more than bouncing her phat ass on his carrot~

Mahiru loves arranging photoshoots of the girls and bois in their bunny suit, but actually getting her to wear one is a much more difficult affair.

Maki acts as if she hates it, but everyone can see just how eager she is to be a good bunny for Makoto and get herself a womb full of his cum. Very few asses can bounce as well as hers, and almost none of those with as much enthusiasm~

Makoto loves any excuse to breed his harem- Easter and bunny suits are just a very convenient excuse~ Especially since the sight of a slut in one makes his cawk almost rip out of his pants so hard it gets~

Sadly for Mikan, she's in charge of making sure that every girl (and boi :P) is properly impregnated every Easter. But if she's lucky, and does a good job, she might get her turn with Makoto before the night is out~

Miu might love putting on the costume and acting like a tease, but she's especially weak during this time. She'll turn into a stuttering tomato if you so much as look at her chest as it overflows out of her suit.

Mukuro used to dislike Easter, because she believed she looked horrible next to her sister, but Makoto thouroughly disproved that point the first time he saw her freckled cake in a bunny suit. Ever since then, she's more than happy to participate~

Sayaka loves wearing a suit for a special Easter concert- even if it makes it hard to hide the creampie she just got backstage~

Shuichi's too shy to actually wear the costume himself, but Kaede sometimes manages to convince him to suit up with her as a pair of lusty bunnies for their Daddy~

Sonia loves the costume, but doesn't quite get how this whole thing works. Thankfully for her bimbo brain, she understands getting fucked hard perfectly well~

Tenko will insist that she was made to wear the costume, even as her pussy gushes between her legs as guys stare at her obscene curves. Her powerful leg lock will ensure Makoto's cum goes and stays inside her womb.

Mahiru was starting to seriously get irritated. 

“Kokichi! Stop whatever you’re doing and let! Me! Out!” She pounded her fists against the wall trapping her, but all that accomplished was drowning out Kokichi’s giggles momentarily.

She didn’t know what he was doing, but whatever would make the mischievous boy giggle so much could only spell bad news for the redhead.

But sadly, after spending all her energy chasing him around, she could barely muster up the strength to try and kick out at him ineffectually, which did nothing but fuel even more giggling-

“EEP!” Mahiru squealed as Kokichi’s hand spanked one of her freckled cheek. They were both exposed thanks to her skirt getting bunched up in the hole, but that didn’t mean Kokichi could just-

“Okidoki! I’m all done, Mahiru!” Kokichi said, making Mahiru blink. What did he mean by that-

“Now, you work hard at apologizing to the male population of Hope’s Peak, alright?” He said with a second parting spank, before giggling as he fled the scene.

“K-Kokichi! Where are you going!? What do you mean!? You can’t just leave me here!” Mahiru protested, but no matter how loudly she called or how much she struggled, she was well and truly stuck!

Thankfully, someone soon walked by, prompting Mahiru to call out as she heard their footsteps. “Hey! Is someone there? Come help me!”

“Did you hear that?” She heard a boy say, quickly recognizing Makoto’s questioning tone, only for a scoff to answer it.

“Do I hear that high-pitched squealing? Of course I do, don’t be stupid.” Byakuya answered as they approached her, making her growl.

God. “Stop being such an ass, Togami and get me out of here!” She told her underclassman, making Makoto gasp as they reached her.

“Are you stuck Mahiru? Don’t worry- I’m sure the two of us can pull you out-” Makoto immediately began, only to be cut off.

“Wait Naegi. Look here.” Togami said, and Mahiru blinked as she heard his finger tapping at the wall above her. “I’m assuming you can read?”

Makoto clicked his tongue, before beginning to mumble under his breath, too low for Mahiru to hear him through the wall. “I- don’t think we should take this seriously…” He began, only for Togami to scoff at him again.

“I think we should. After all, it would be quite impolite of us not to go along with her instructions.” Byakuya said smugly, and Mahiru’s face paled.

“N-No! I don’t know what Kokichi wrote on the wall, but I didn’t write it! Just pull me out!”

“B-Byakuya, you’ve heard her-”

“No I haven’t. Her words are muffled by the wall-”

“YOU LYING SON OF A BIIINGH~” Mahiru’s insult was lost as Byakuya’s hand began groping her phat ass, spreading the freckled cheeks and revealing her privates.

“So I cannot hear her useless squealing. Now, if you don’t mind, I’ll be taking advantage of Koizumi’s sudden bout of guiltiness for being such an annoyance in our daily life. How about you?”

“W-Well…”

“If you promise to only waste your seed in her ass I’ll let you go first.”

Does it help? Of course.

Does it matter? No.

“CUMMIIINGGSSSHHHHH!!!~” Darkness hissed, the air driven out of her lungs by the cock visibly reshaping her insides. 

Her armor had been torn to pieces and discarded to the floor around her, her latex body suit torn and stretched by the Nomu’s uncaring grip, letting her phat tits flop about as the Nomu used the Crusader as a cocksleeve, his massive hand easily encircling the blonde’s body and forcing her up and down his cock.

“You bruuuuuute~ You monstuhhhhh~ Ruining my pure bodeeeeeeeee!~”

Darkness was babbling incoherently in between her frequent orgasms, her hands scrambling fruitlessly across her body, then groping the Nomu’s cock through her bugling stomach, then grabbing at his thick fingers, then flopping uselessly at her sides as he used her like the maoschistic sex toy she truly was deep down.

In truth, the only thing Darkness’ stamina was doing was making her remain aware of the way the Nomu was uncaringly using her, masturbating with her body as if it was an onahole, not even responding to her words or movements.

No, the only feedback Darkness was getting from the Nomu was the throbbing of his cock, and-

The Nomu grunted, before cumming inside his newest toy, making Darkness squeal like a stuck pig as she came yet again in response, like the masochist she was. The Nomu’s cock bulge quickly vanished, replaced with the bloating of her womb as gallons of boiling hot, virile cum were pumped into her fertile body.

The Nomu’s sperm was so powerful, Darkness could feel the way it was impregnating her eggs to the last mercilessly, making her eyes roll back as she came again, before her previous orgasm was even over with. Or maybe it was just her dying neurons hallucinating the sensation as the pleasure fried them, leaving her to giggle stupidly to herself, her tongue hanging out of her smiling mouth stupidly.

The Nomu grunted again, before dropping Darkness to the ground unceremoniously, making her moan lewdly as her pussy was hollowed out rapidly. The Crusader was abandoned there, laying in a rapidly growing puddle of cum as the Nomu moved on to his next prey, already having forgotten about the blonde whose body was still reeling from the aftershocks of pleasure racking her body. 

In actuality, while Darkness’ stamina might’ve made things easier for her, she had definitely made things harder for everyone else. Because the Nomu that had just left now believed ordinary women to be much more resistant than they truly were because of her example, leading to it fucking them much more harshly than he should.

“Of course! That is the whole point of this training camp, after all!” Nekomaru said bombastically and shamelessly. He was currently supervising the three girls who were desperately squatting in the middle of his gym. “These young girls are highly motivated to attain their goals, and as the Ultimate Team Manager, I aim to aid them in achieving those goals!” He declared, only to frown as he observed the girls.

“Hm. Sadly, while they do not lack drive, they do lack DISCIPLINE!” Nekomaru declared as he reached down to spank Toko’s ass harshly, making it *clap* lewdly under his strong hand. The girl squeaked as her legs knocked together, but Nekomaru’s other hand grabbed hold of her, stopping her from collapsing.

“You need to go down LOWER, Fukawa! It isn’t a proper squat if your ass doesn’t bounce on your heels, understood!?” He declared, pushing down on the girl until she reached the proper depth. The writer shivered under his stare, her ass throbbing with both pain and pleasure.

“Y-Yes, Nekomaru-sensei…” She answered submissively, holding the pose as best she could, her eyes riveted on Nekomaru’s eye-level crotch. She licked her lips as she watched it throb in his pants, making the coach laugh.