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Stars, Stripes, and a Cinnamon Bun	By : Magmos Category: +M to R > My Hero Academia Views: 5668 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Stars, Stripes, and a Cinnamon Bun
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Aaaaand it turns out this HAS been done before. Well, sorta. Mostly in the Izuku/Everyone With a Pulse fanfics. Still, here I was thinking I’d broken completely new ground. Ah well, still gotta do it or the plot goblins won’t leave my brain.
On another note, can I just say how much this fandom vexes me sometimes? Like, honestly, you’ve got that pervvy pile of grapes getting so much hatred thrown at him to such a degree you’d think he had a dog bound up and burnt alive, and all for the high crime of being a pervert. Meanwhile, many of his haters will then go one to write incest fanfics based around Shoto and his psychopath of a big brother or other such things.
The lack of self awareness is just astounding to me.
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Dagobah beach. A public beach found off the coast of one of Japan’s cities, it stands as a testament to how thoughtless people could be. Where once there stood a lovely place to enjoy the traditional summer fun of swimming, breaking of watermelons and, of course, looking at people who were in fact “Beach Body Ready”…
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“Hell yeah!” A rather short young man with purple orbs on his head exclaimed for reasons he’d never truly know.
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(Ahem) There now stood a world of sand and misery as years upon years of garbage washing ashore, or worse yet being dumped there entirely, ensured that none would dare venture near the once sandy paradise.
Of course, it may be more accurate to say it USED to stand as a testament as such. Over the past few months the trash, still more than noticeable, had slowly but surely been dwindling down to a fraction of what it used to be.
A very LARGE fraction mind you, but still. Progress.
The cause for this change could be seen on the sands. A young man, somewhat scrawny looking with light freckling on his pale cheeks and what could only be called a frizzy mop of green hair atop his head, was currently straining to lug around what was clearly a washing machine on a rope.
To what would be many a person’s surprise, the boy was actually managing to move the heavy contraption towards a large, already laden with no small amount of heavy garbage pick up truck. Standing by said truck was another, much older looking man. While the green haired boy was scrawny, this man looked downright decrepit, little more than skin attached to flesh with sunken eyes and spiky blonde hair that was starting to droop, it was more than amazing this man was even alive, let alone looking somewhat lively.
The older man watched with a proud smile as the boy managed to lift the washer onto the truck, albeit with no small amount of strain. As the green haired man collapsed to the ground, panting and wheezing for breath, the skeletal blonde gave his younger friend a thumbs up.
“Excellent work young Midoriya!” The skeletal man exclaimed happily. “That’s a solid two minutes off of yesterday haul! You even had more of the heavier junk today!”
The green haired man, whom you should know as Izuku Midoriya, strained to rise up to look at the other man with a teary eyed smile. “R-really All Might!? You’re sure!?”
The skeletal man, now known to you as All Might (Or Toshinori Yagi to his friends), gave out a chuckle as he saw how excited his student became. “Sure as I ever am Midoriya! You should know I wouldn’t mince words on this!” He nearly broke out into laughter as Izuku burst into happy tears at the praise, a sudden coughing fit mixed with hacking up wad of blood cutting his mirth short.
As the duo calmed down, All Might continued. “I must say Young Midoriya, I wasn’t expecting you to take to training like this so well. Truthfully, I was expecting you to still be gathering up the smaller bits and bobs into large piles at this point.”
Izuku smiled sheepishly at the praise. “W-well there’s only so much time before the testing for U.A., right? I gotta make sure I’m ready for it!”
The withered hero nodded sagely. “That’s exactly what I want to hear Midoriya, which brings me to something important. I’ll not be here for your training next week.”
Midoriya’s eyes went wide at hearing that. “What!? Why!? Should I be improving faster!? Hauling more trash!?” Thankfully, before Midoriya could go into a full fledge panic attack, All Might waved him down to try and keep him calm.
“Nothing like that at all Midoriya. It’s just that I’ve recently been informed of a medical procedure that could help me.” His right hand clutched gently at his side, clearly thinking of the horrific wound he’d acquired three years ago. “Help get some of my vigor back, y’know?”
A dark chill went down the green haired boy’s spine as the implications of that hit him, though to his credit he put on a brave face. “Th-that’s great news All Might! I guess that means you’ll be able to keep being a hero then, right?”
The skeletal hero just chuckled and ruffled Izuku’s head. “If only, young Midoriya. No, this is just going to help me with my day to day going forward.” He leaned in closer to whisper to his mentee, as though he were sharing some great secret. “Between you and me, I’m just hoping this will let me eat solid foods again. Do you know how long it’s had since I had a good burger?” He then pulled back with a happy grin. “But like I said, the whole procedure is going to leave me laid out for about a week, so I won’t be able to train you for the next week.”
The sense of dread Izuku felt vanished as quickly as it formed. “Right! So I’m gonna need to train myself then. Don’t worry, I can handle it!”
A deep chuckle came from the hero at his student’s exuberance. “I don’t doubt that for a second young Midoriya, but no, you won’t be on your own. I actually got into contact with someone who should be able to make sure your training goes smoothly.” He gave a look at the area surrounding them, taking note of the much lower amount of heavy trash such as machinery and the like. “Particularly with how much we’ve gotten done already.”
To say Izuku was excited was an understatement. The kid was practically shaking in his sneakers as he heard that news. “Someone else? Is it another Hero? Is it someone I know!? Do you think they’ll sign my notebook?”
All Might just gave Izuku another pat on the head as he chuckled. “Yes it is, you probably have, and I’d be amazed if she didn’t.” His face turned a tad bit more serious. “Just…don’t tell her about One for All or my condition. As far as she knows, I’m perfectly fine, and you’re an aspiring hero I decided to mentor.” Seeing Izuku nod rapidly, he turned to the side and gave the younger man as firm a slap to the back as he could. “Now let’s go, eh? I think you can get in a good 10 K run before the day is out, don’t you?”
“Right!” Izuku exclaimed excitedly before dashing off, leaving his mentor in the dust. All Might could only laugh as he pulled a segway out of his truck and scooted on after him.
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The next morning, hours before the sun could fully rise, found Izuku once more at the beach, now pacing back and forth while clutching at a well worn notebook with the words Hero Analysis for the Future Vol. 14 on it’s cover. More than a little bit of panic could be seen on the young man’s face, eyes wide, mouth straight to the point of strain, and sweat practically pouring down his forehead like a waterfall. All the while, he muttered an endless stream of whatever thoughts were running through his head.
“Okayit’llallbeokayIzukuyouknowAllMightwouldn’tvouchforjustanyonesoyouknowtheywon’tjustsaytheytrainedyoubutdotheyknow…”
As only a panicked Izuku could.
Because he was so lost in his wild ramblings, the teenaged boy managed to miss the appearance of a very large shadow that passed on top of him, almost completely covering him in its shade. The Shadow simply stood still and observed the green haired lad for a few moments before a new, quite amused voice broke through Izuku’s mental fog and made itself known.
“Geeze kid, when master said you were talkative I was expecting someone who never shut up, not…whatever this is.” All Might’s apprentice paused on a near dime. Looking towards the shadow, his eyes widened in awe and shock at what stood before him.
It was a woman. Some would say a whole LOT of woman. Not to say she was fat mind, quite the opposite in fact. She stood almost as tall as All Might did in his prime at a solid seven foot and five inches (more than two feet over Izuku’s 5’5), with muscles almost to match. Despite her build though her femininity was without question, with large breasts that easily stood almost as large as Izuku’s head that seemed to tell gravity to go screw itself and hips wide and large enough to use as handholds should someone attempt to climb her. Her face was sharp, but with very gentle looking blue eyes, but what stood out most in her appearance was her hair. It was styled is a similar manner to All Might’s own, but where he had two tufts of hair sticking out, this lady had eight shooting out behind her head.
What managed to stand out most with her though (and given the figure she cut that’s a hell of an accomplishment) was her outfit. Most of it consisted of form fitting spandex, something that automatically marked her as a Hero of some type, in dark blue with red and white stripes coating the upper half of her torso (Incidentally drawing attention to her bust much to Izuku’s embarrassment as he tried not to notice) alongside a long, billowing cape in the same striped pattern. The only separation from the red, white and blue were various bits of gold that served as accessories, from her knee high boots, a pair bands on each her arms, various studs shaped like stars on the collar of her cape, and a bustier looking thing on the center of her torso that stopped just under her breasts.
Seeing that she had the teenager’s attention, she planted her hands on her hips and spread her legs, making her muscular form seem more imposing. “Ho there civilian!” She bellowed in a deep voice, “You must be Izuku Midoriya! All Might has told me much about you! I am-”
“STAR AND STRIPE!?” Izuku screeched, cutting off the hero’s introduction and causing her to stumble a bit from the shock of losing her mental momentum. Izuku, lost in joy from meeting another high ranking Hero, just continued on. “I don’t believe this! I mean, I was expecting someone like Best Jeanist or Fat Gum, but the number one ranked hero from America!? I can’t…how do you know All Might? What brought you to America? What do you think of Japan? What…”
The heroine, getting a bit lost with the questioning, placed a hand on the babbling teenager’s shoulder and looked him firm in the eye. “When I let go of Izuku Midoriya, he will take a deep breath and stop talking for one minute.” She then released the shoulder and, much to Izuku’s shock, the aspiring hero found himself taking a deep breath and any desire to keep asking questions gone.
Star looked at the greenette with a sheepish grin. “Sorry kid, I usually don’t do that, but it was getting a little hard to keep up with you there.” She then looked a little impressed as she stared at the short boy. “I must say though, you DO know your heroes. Wasn’t expecting you to know who I was.”
Izuku rubbed the back of his head as he blushed slightly at the praise. “Heh, w-well, I wouldn’t say I know THAT much about American heroes. Outside of the top ten, I get a little lost.” His eyes then widened as he realized how that could come off. “N-n-not that I think American heroes aren’t great and everything! It’s just there’s so many heroes just in Japan and…” Any further rambling on Izuku’s half was cut off by a light chop to his forehead from a smirking Star and Stripe.
“Kid, relax. Just relax and breath a bit.” Seeing Izuku take some deep breaths, she opted to continue on. “As for your questions,” She then lifted an arm and extended a trio of fingers, pulling down a digit for ever answer given. “I’m here on vacation, I’m liking Japan well enough but it could REALLY use some larger trains, and as for how I know All Might, well, pretty much the same way you did actually.” Her smile softened as memories passed through her mind, of certain doom and praying that at least her sister could survive only for disaster to be averted by one transfer student from Japan. “He saved my life when I needed him most.”
Looking down, she couldn’t help but chuckle as the younger boy stared up at her with stars in his eyes. Opting to cut him off before he could begin rambling again, she continued on. “ANYWAY, I ran into All Might during some villain attack or another the other day around here, and he told me how he was training a kid for UA, and how he needed to step away for a bit to handle something important, and he asked me to take over your training till he got back.” She then looked serious as she stared down the young man. “And let’s be blunt here, you don’t turn down master when he asks a favor.” Her explanation complete, the titan of a woman clapped her hands and looked around the trash strewn beach. “OK then, now that we got that outta the way, why don’t you tell me what all you’ve been doing?”
Izuku then spent the next several minutes going over the various exercises All Might had been putting him through, from hauling heavy loads of trash, the long runs through parks, and so on and so forth. All the while, S&S just listened intently, nodding her head as she listened. Finally, as he wrapped up, she stared at him with a wide grin.
“Well kid, I don’t know if it’s due to your determination or my master’s teachings, but I can safely say you should feel proud!”
“R-really?” Izuku stammered as he looked at the heroine in awe.
“Yep! To go from a scrawny little wimp to hauling your weight in junk in a few months? That’s something worth noting!” Her smiling faded away from a concerned look as she saw the green haired kid before her start to tear up at hearing her praise. “Hey kid, are you all right?”
“I-I’m fine,” Izuku smiled with a wide smile, “So what do you need me to do? Just stick to what I’ve been doing?”
Seeing that he wasn’t about to break down, the pro hero placed a hand on Izuku’s shoulder. “Look at you, just raring to go eh? That’s so inspiring! Especially when gravity is effecting you at twice the pressure as it does other people!”
Before Izuku could ask what she meant, he found himself being forced to the sand, face first as what felt like a great pressure slammed into him. After no small amount of strain and struggling, he slowly rose back to his feet, albeit with his knees bending as they fought against the pressure pressing down on him.
“W-what’s happening!” Izuku tried to shout from strained teeth as his appointed substitute looked down on him with a look of sympathy.
“Sorry kid, guess I could’ve warned you that I was gonna do that.” She then gestured to the beach around them. “You’ve got most of the heavier junk around here cleared out already, so I figured you could do with a little difficulty tweak in order to get the most out of this.” She then turned back to her temporary student with a wise smile and a raised finger as though instructing a class. “So, I figured I’d up the gravity around you to make your muscles work that much harder! Not a bad plan, eh?”
Izuku’s eyes filled with awestruck worship as he looked at the blonde amazon. “That’s AMAZING!” He shouted in glee. “Your quirk can…” He paused as he remembered how she shut him up before. “Wait, but your quirk can also…Star and Stripe Sensei, what IS your quirk exactly? I know you’ve got super strength but everything else you’ve done has gone against what you’ve shown off!”
The blonde bombshell just smiled wider. “Tell you what kid, if you can figure out what my quirk is on your own or get this beach cleared before my week with you is over, I’ll give you an autographed photograph, eh?” She then paused a bit. “Also, call me Cathleen or Bate Sensei eh? Star and Stripe Sensei is a bit of a mouthful.”
With newfound invigoration, Izuku saluted his teacher. “YES CATHLEEN SENSEI!” He then dashed off, as much as he was able to at any rate, toward the junk, leaving his chuckling mentor behind.
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As time passed, Izuku struggled to move between the piles of junk and a nearby truck that Cathleen had borrowed to haul the collected trash away. Said heroine, now dressed in more casual clothing consisting of a blue sleeveless tank-top and a pair of blue jeans, in a bout of bored interest had started flipping through Izuku’s notebook with an eyebrow raised as she looked through the illustrations and notes.
“I gotta say kid, are you sure you want to go into hero work?”
Izuku, currently carrying a rusted dinner tray that felt ten pounds heavier than it was, quickly found himself pinned by the dish as he lost his footing in shock. After a moment of strain to get back to his feet, he turned to the bulky blonde with wide eyed panic. “Y-YES! It’s all I’ve ever wanted to be! If you’re questioning my resolve I’ll…”
Izuku’s attempts to prove himself were cut short by Cathleen raising a finger. “Not doubting your resolve kid, just doubting if that would be the best fit for you.” She then flipped through a few more pages in the notebook, her eyes never leaving the tome. “I mean, looking at this it looks like you have real talent in Quirk Analysis.” She blanched as she looked at one page in particular. “Art could use some work though…”
Izuku just stared at his substitute teacher for a moment as what she said ran through his head. Eventually a surprisingly bitter smile formed on his face. “That’s…that’s nice of you to say Cathleen Sensei, but you don’t have to lie to me. Plenty of people have told me how creepy my hobby is.”
Cathleen’s eyes widened at that “Hobby!?” She thought to herself. “He’s got this much detail on people’s quirks and he’s only doing it as a hobby!?” The Amazonian blonde massaged her brow as the rest of what he said sunk in. “Kid, I’m not gonna lie it IS a little weird that you know this much about a person, it’s not anything resembling the word creepy, especially when it’s people throwing their quirks around all over the place.” She then flipped to a random page, ending up on Izuku’s entry for Kamui Woods which she then flipped around to show the teen. “Look, you have theories on how their quirks work, their limitations, weaknesses, you even have a few ideas on how to improve them! Any agency worth their salt has a few guys like you around! Heck, MY agency has a good bunch!”
Really?” Izuku whispered.”
“Really! Do you have ANY idea how useful quirk analysists are in this line of work? I can’t even begin to tell you how many heroes have had their butts saved by figuring out how a villain’s quirk worked.” She then looked contemplative as she continued. “Heck, you could probably get a job at U.A. once you graduate. They’ve probably got an entire department focused on figuring out how to improve their student’s quirks…” Light sniffling drew Cathleen’s attention out of her pondering and back to Izuku, who now had twin streams of tears pouring down his eyes. “Um…you okay kid?” The blonde asked with no small amount of concern.
With a loud sniffle, Izuku nodded his head and wiped the tears away. “I-I am Sensei. Sorry, i-it’s just…nevermind. Lemme just get back to work.” Without another noise, Izuku went right back to gathering trash, leaving his temporary mentor more than a little confused.
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Hours later, long after the sun had set and both teacher and student had returned to their respective dwellings, Izuku’s apartment and a rather upscale hotel for Cathleen, the heroine had found herself thinking more and more on Izuku’s reaction to her evaluation on his talents.
“It’s so weird. I mean, I can understand a bit of embarrassment from being praised, but the way that kid reacted you’d think it was the first time he’d ever been complimented.” Her face hardened into a firm frown as she remembered the sight of a crying Izuku and how quickly he bottled it up. “No two ways about it, that kid’s been through something, but what? Ugh.” With a disgruntled sigh, the eight head tailed blonde grabbed her phone and began flipping through the contacts. “I know master asked me not to call unless it was an emergency, but I’m gonna need a clearer picture here if I’m gonna be training this kid.”
A few moments passed as she heard the ringing of another phone over her receiver. Finally, a surprisingly quiet, though still jovial voice was heard from the device.
“I am here. What do you need young Cathleen? Young Midoriya isn’t giving you issues already is he?”
Cathleen smiled warmly as the subdued yet familiar voice was heard. “No master, he’s not. I just had some questions about Izuku.” Concern graced her face as she sensed how subdued the usually louder than life All Might was. “Are you ok by the way? You’re awfully quiet master, I don’t think an appendectomy would take it out of you so much.”
Light chuckling came over the phone which did a fair bit to assuage the woman’s concerns. “I’m perfectly fine Cathleen. I’m not really allowed to be too loud in a hospital after all.” Another chuckle came from the withered form of All Might as he heard the American slap herself upside the head at that realization. “But you had questions right about our student? Go ahead, I’ll help where I can.”
The next several minutes consisted of Cathleen recapping her first day of training Izuku to her idol, making sure to place particular focus on how emotionally fragile Izuku seemed to be to praise.
“I see.” Toshinori muttered as he thought on what he’d been told.
“So, do you have any idea why he’s like that master?” Cathleen asked. “I mean, it’s not really slowing him down that much, but if his self esteem is that fragile it might be hampering what he’s actually capable of.” A concerned frown marred her face as one unpleasant thought ran through her mind. “Then there’s what could happen to him the first time he fails at something. If it’s a bad enough failure, or if the consequences are severe, it might just break the kid.”
The phone went quiet for a moment before the withered hero let out a sigh. “I…think I may have an idea where that’s coming from, but you’ll have to excuse me if I don’t go into much detail on it. It’s a deeply personal matter for the boy, and I’m not comfortable talking about a lot of it without his say so.”
“I get it.” Cathleen nodded in understanding. “Master-Student confidentiality. Just please, tell me what you can master, I may need to know this going forward.”
A grunt came over the speaker as Toshinori moved about to get more comfortable. “Well, here’s what I can tell you. I don’t doubt young Midoriya has had a bad time of things. There’s a situation with his quirk that, to put it bluntly, has probably caused him no end of problems with his peers and others.” A grimace could almost be heard as memories of his first meeting with Izuku filled his head. “Especially others. I doubt very much young Midoriya is used to hearing any praise that’s NOT laced with sarcasm of veiling an insult.”
“I get it.” Cathleen muttered with a dark frown. “An impractical quirk then? Probably something like growing his toenails quicker than most people or something.” She let out a sigh as she realized just how rough the kid’s life may have been. Granted, she’d seen rougher in her time, but it was still something kids really shouldn’t have to go through. “All right, thank you then master. I’ll make sure to keep that in mind going forward.”
All Might let out one last chuckle. “It’s no problem young Cathleen, just try and do right by him, you hear? I can promise you, that kid’s going places one day.”
“Can do master.” With one press of a button, Cathleen hung up her phone before collapsing onto her bed, her breasts jiggling slightly from the impact. “Izuku, you are gonna be the cause of my first grey hairs, I swear it.” She muttered with a smile.
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The next day found Izuku limbering up for a solid run to improve his stamina. The young man, for the first time since he started his training, found himself red faced and breathing harder while performing what anyone would call the most basic of exercises. However, where before this state would be induced by exhaustion, this time it was being caused by Cathleen Bate.
Specifically, what she was wearing.
Her upper body was clad in a red and white striped tank top that looked to be painted on, and clung to her chest like a second skin, making her massive breasts all the more noticeable, all the while exposing her VERY muscular stomach. The woman had a frigging EIGHT pack for god’s sake! Her lower half wasn’t any better on the poor boy’s psyche as she was clad in a pair of dark blue bloomers that left her long, thick, muscular legs complexly exposed and managed to show off her large, firm ass while still keeping it covered. Add in that she was doing her own stretching and one could understand how poor Izuku would be so flustered.
The blonde bombshell smirked as she looked at her almost cherry red student. “Something wrong kid?” She asked in an amused tone. “Not coming down with a fever are you?”
Izuku stumbled a bit as his arms flailed wildly. “N-N-NO BATE-SENSEI!” He shouted in panic. “I-I-I’m fine! It’s just…um…” Anything else he tried to say was cut off by his substitute teacher letting out a loud laugh before she slapped him on the back, sending him falling into the ground before scrambling back to his feet.
“Good gravy kid, are you getting this flustered over being around a pretty lady?” Seeing Izuku just stare down at his feet and twiddle his fingers caused her to let out another loud laugh. “Man, I’ll give you this much, you make for a nice change of pace from the normal gawking I get when I exercise in public. Now, I need you to look at me please.” With no small amount of strain, Izuku lifted up his head and did everything he could to keep looking at Cathleen’s blue eyes.
“That’s better.” She spoke soothingly. “Look kid, you’re gonna be a hero, right?” Izuku nodded rapidly, so she continued. “That means you’re gonna be working alongside female heroes and fighting female villains. How well do you think that’s going to go for you if you fall into a blushing mess every time some pretty little thing struts about in form fitting spandex or flashes you some skin?”
Images for various heroines and villainesses flooded Izuku’s mind, more than a few of which he’d (reluctantly) admit to keeping saved on his computer, as he had to admit that Cathleen was right on the dollar with her assessment.
“S-so that’s why you’re dressed like that?”
“Eh.” She uttered noncommittally as she wagged a hand side to side. “A bit. Mostly though, this is just my usual workout clothes.” She then lifted her arms up in a stretch, causing her tits to jut out and triggering enough heat in Izuku’s head to cause steam to shoot out of his ears. “You gotta be able to move freely for a good workout, and it’s actually pretty hard to find exercise outfits that cover up more in my size.” She then gave a wicked grin as she leaned down to Izuku’s eye level, causing the steam shooting out of the poor boy to increase in volume. “Just a nice side benefit that this helps you train to get used to bombshells like me going forward, eh?” As Izuku rapidly nodded, not trusting his mouth to work right, Cathleen rose back up and moved to a make shift starting point. “All right then! Let’s get things started with a few laps around the park, eh? I figure ten laps with that gravity increase ought to do you, eh?”
With a now excited look of determination on his still flushed face, Izuku darted to his mentor’s side and took up a runner’s starting position. “Right Bate-Sensei! I’ll show you all I’ve got!”
A warm smile formed on Cathleen’s face as she took her own position. “Good to hear kid! Now, ready…GO!”
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Izuku would admit that he found a lot of the training All Might assigned him to be absolutely excruciating. He’d never complain mind, he’d just admit to it. But despite that, he always found himself enjoying the running parts of his routine. Oh, it wasn’t that it didn’t push his stamina to the absolute limit and beyond, the amount of times he’d collapsed into a sweaty puddle as his legs felt like they were close to imploding was proof enough of that, but because it gave him time to reflect and think on things. Things like how he was being trained by both Japan AND America’s number one heroes!
One could still see the marks he’d made on his arms from repeatedly pinching himself to see if he was dreaming.
That said, today he was finding it hard to really enjoy his laps today, and that was due to two reasons.
“On your right!” Cathleen shouted as she jogged past Izuku, the boy stumbling from the sight of her breasts bouncing slightly, her firm ass swinging as she left and the sweat on her giving her muscular form a sheen.
The first reason being that Bate sensei was a VERY distracting woman. With a good mixture of height, impossibly strong looking muscles, while still keeping her feminine figure, if Izuku didn’t have a thing for muscular women before he certainly did now. Thankfully, as distracting as seeing her was for the poor bundle of nerves, it wasn’t the main source of his issues today.
“On your right!”
No, it was something else. Something that was bringing the voice of Bakugo rushing to the front of his mind.
“On your right!”
It was the fact that this would be the seventh time that Amazon of a woman passed him up!
Izuku didn’t blame his temporary teacher mind. It’s not her fault she’s so much better than him. It’s not her fault he’s just…just a useless…
A sudden slap to his back startled the green haired teen right out of his thoughts, and caused him to stumble hard enough to fall to the ground, rolling into a heap for a few feet before finally stopping with his back flat on the ground looking up the sky with his eyes wide in surprise. A blush was added to his face as Cathleen stood over him with a look of concern, coincidentally giving Izuku a wonderful view of her cloth covered tits from below.
“Sorry about that Izuku,” the blonde apologized, “I just saw you slowing down there and got concerned. I saw how much junk you could haul without getting winded, so a few laps here shouldn’t even have you sweating yet.”
Izuku shot up into a sitting position and looked away from his substitute teacher, his blush now coming in hotter though due more to shame in slipping up rather than embarrassment from his teacher’s figure. “I-i-it’s nothing Bate Sensei! Just a little lost in thought! I’ll get right back to-OW OW OW!”
Midoriya’s shrieks of pain stemmed from the mountain of a woman grabbing one of his ears in a painful, though ultimately harmless pinch between her right index and thumb. “Now Izuku, you know better than to lie to a teacher.” She spoke sternly before switching her grip to his shoulder and spinning him around till he was looking right at her again. “Now, tell me what’s wrong.”
Izuku tried to look away, but Cathleen simply grabbed his chin with her free hand and forced him to look her right in her dark blue eyes. With a defeated sigh, Izuku spilled his guts out.
“I…I’m sorry Bate Sensei. It’s just…I’ve been at this for so long now, and I thought I was getting better, stronger, all that. But then you just out lapped me over and over again and…it just feels like I’m not really getting anywhere You know? Like I’m still the scrawny, useless Deku I’ve always bee (WHAP) OW! Sensei, why!?”
Izuku was now clutching his head as a small lump formed while Cathleen frowned at him gently, her free hand formed in a flat chop.
“Look kid, I’m gonna tell you something that everybody needs to hear their FIRST day of working out. Are you listening?” Seeing the younger man nod his head, she continued. “Unless you’re learning how to do a specific work out, don't ever, EVER focus on what other people are doing. I mean, look at me.” She then stepped back and gestured to her figure, causing another blush in her student. “Do you think I got to looking like this overnight?” Before Izuku could answer, she slapped a hand on her firm six pack. “HELL NO I didn’t! I had to work my way up to this, and I had to steadily make it harder and harder as I went to get anything out of it!”
She then gently placed her hands on her student’s shoulders. “People who’ve been at this longer than you, NEED to go harder than you just to maintain what they’ve got Izuku. Judging yourself by those standards isn’t fair to you kid. Trust me when I say, you’re doing fine.”
Izuku sniffled lightly as he wiped the tears starting to build in his eyes away and looked up at his substitute teacher. Seeing him start to cheer up, she asked a question that had been on her mind.
“So, what does deku mean anyway? Based on the context, I’m gonna assume it’s not something good.”
Izuku couldn’t help but flinch a bit at that request, which just solidified Cathleen’s theory on the word, a theory that just solidified more as Izuku flinched at hearing a new voice entering the discussion.
“DEKU! YOU USELESS LITTLE SHIT, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE!?”
Looking to the side, and with the green haired teen stepping back a bit, the duo bore witness to the sight of a near perpetually scowling teenager, his blonde hair shooting around his head like a small explosion and dressed in what looked to be a red jogging suit.
“K-Kacchan!” Izuku stammered out in a mild panic. “What are you doing here!?”
“DON’T COPY ME YOU LITTLE SHIT!” Bakugo roared, now inches away from the greenette and jabbing him in the chest with a finger while sparks started firing off in his other hand. “YOU KNOW DAMNED WELL I WAS GONNA BE HERE TO TRAIN FOR THE UA EXAMS, SO WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR USELESS ASS DOING HERE!?”
With a nervous gulp, Izuku steeled his nerves and attempted to glare back at the explosive blonde. “I…I’m here for the same reason you are Kacchan! I’m t-t-training for the exams too! I’ve even got someone helping me!”
With a snort, Bakugo turned toward Cathleen with a harsh glare, a glare that the American heroine returned with a far greater fury that Bakugo most certainly wasn’t scared of. No way, not him! In fact, he was so not intimidated by that feminine looking mountain that he returned his focus on Izuku with a sneer.
“Oh really? Well, care to tell me how some muscle bound bimbo is gonna help YOUR quirkless ass get into UA?” Seeing the green haired teen flinch and look at his teacher with fearful eyes, Bakugo’s sneer turned into a smug smirk. “Oh? She didn’t know just HOW useless you were eh? Well why don’t yo-“
The explosive teen stopped mid sentence as he felt something grip his right shoulder and a feeling of absolute dread fill his very being. Slowly turning his head, his smug look now more forced, he saw Cathleen gently but firmly grabbing his shoulder and looking decidedly unamused.
“What’s your name kid?” She spoke flatly.
It was a testament to Bakugo’s will power that he was able to maintain his ego in front of the goliath of a woman who was clearly more than a little annoyed with him. “Bakugo. Katsuki Bakugo. Why? What’s it to you muscle head?” The aforementioned sense of dread turned heavy as a warm smile formed on the blonde haired woman’s face.
“Well, while I’d like to see you continue belittling both my student and myself, it’s time for Katsuki Bakugo to go flying off and dive into the most rancid pool of liquid in the area and then run around squawking like a chicken till he gets home.”
“Whu” the shorter blonde began before launching into the air like a rocket, screaming all the while. From the ground, Izuku and Cathleen watched as the foul mouthed blonde flew off, quickly becoming a small dot before plummeting down to the ground, disappearing over the horizon with a light splash.
“So,” The American hero began nonchalantly, “what’s over there if I may ask?”
“The city sewage treatment plant.” Izuku spoke in a bit of awe. “Housing prices are cheap over there because the containers for the sewage don’t have lids.”
Cathleen just nodded with no small amount of satisfaction before turning to Izuku with a fair amount of concern. “So, you’re quirkless?” Izuku looked downcast as Cathleen moved him to a pair of conveniently placed boulders that could double as seats. “Siddown kid, I get the sense I wanna hear this.
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The next few minutes were a bit of a blur to Izuku as Cathleen grilled him for every bit of his personal info that she could. From how he was found to be quirkless at age four, his life growing up, Bakugo’s constant presence and degradation of the green haired young man, and generally just Izuku’s life in general up till All Might and he met.
(Obviously Izuku left out the parts about All Might’s condition and inheriting his quirk.)
All in all, the blonde heroine was left looking at Izuku with a blank look before rubbing her forehead with an annoyed sigh.
“Good gravy kid, I gotta say, I had my reservations about you, but after hearing all that I can safely say I’ve never been so upset to be wrong.” Seeing Izuku’s confusion, she continued on. “Master filled me in on a lot of things about you, particularly your physical condition when he first started training you, but what stood out to me was how scrawny you were. It looked like you weren’t even TRYING to get ready to be a hero and just expected it to happen. No training, no working out, nothing.”
Seeing Izuku look downcast, she continued on. “But after seeing that Bakugo kid, hearing everything else, and that being quirkless thing, I can safely say that I was wrong on you expecting that to just happen. I mean, kid, have you EVER had ANYONE besides All Might supported you on this before?”
Looking up at his mentor, Izuku saw something he didn’t really see that often aside from All Might’s initial rejection of Izuku asking if he could be a hero. Sympathy. Not pity for his quirklessness, but genuine sympathy. With a nervous gulp, he shook his head no.
“Figures.” Catheen grumbled with no small amount of irritation. “Between that, that blonde brat tearing you down every chance he could, and how quirk focused everyone is, it’s honestly a minor miracle you even kept that dream going for so long. You’ve got some pretty solid resolve.”
“Yeah but…they have a point.” Izuku muttured quietly. “I mean, I don’t know how I could be a hero witho-“ (WHAP!) “OW!”
Izuku clutched at the newest lump on his head as his teacher pulled back her right arm, her hand in a chopping pose.
“Look Izuku,” Cathleen began sternly, “this is gonna sound RICH coming from me of all people, but quirks are not everything in this line of work. They’re great to have and all, but a hero that is completely reliant on their powers is a walking corpse the SECOND they fight something that doesn’t give a crap about that power.” She then let out a chuckle as a few heroes ran through her head. “Heck, there are more than a few heroes out there who have quirks that don’t help at all in a straight up fight. I know Master’s sidekick fought mostly by just being strong as hell and having a good throwing arm.”
She then put a hand on Izuku’s shoulder, causing the green haired young man to look her in the eye once more. “A quirk is great Izuku, but it’s not everything to being a hero, you understand?”
Izuku nodded, but the downcast look on his face told Cathleen he was still in a very dark place emotionally. With one more sigh, she gave Izuku’s back a firm slap, sending him stumbling forward but managing to stay on his feet. Then, with a smile that would do their idol proud, Cathleen gave Izuku a big smile and a thumbs up.
“Now c’mon! We’ve wasted enough time here and our heart rates have dropped, so we’re gonna do a few extra laps to make up for it!” Without a second glance, the buff blonde woman sprinted off, with Izuku following soon after, his face in a determined smile as he pushed himself onward.
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The next few days that followed had some of the most intense training Izuku had been put through yet. Oh sure, he was mostly just doing everything he’d been doing beforehand, but with Cathleen increasing the effects of gravity on him what was an hour of work felt like five, an ounce of trash felt like a pound, ten pushups felt like a hundred, and a foot of running felt like a kilometer. Much to Cathleen’s amazement though, not once did Izuku complain, grumble, or gripe. No, the kid just grit his teeth and kept going.
So why, Cathleen would ask herself in no small amount of frustration, did he seem so determined to not recognize how well he was doing!?
Now, as a well established hero, Cathleen had met plenty of people who’d had confidence issues before. She’d met people who’d never recognized their own talents or never thought of how to put them to good use, she’d met people who never saw how much they were improving day after day, but Izuku was like a confidence black hole! He seemed to ostensibly REFUSE to consider that his talents in quirk analysis were anything short of a creepy hobby, or that he was getting anywhere with his training. It wasn’t hard to see why either, between that jackass blonde Izuku seemed to consider a friend for some reason, and how much modern society seemed to worship people with strong quirks, it only made sense that the poor kid had a bad complex!
Still, Cathleen could see beyond a shadow of a doubt that Izuku did have the heart of a hero. The drive. The determination. He was jus lacking that ONE thing. That one thing that would ensure his spot as one of the greats of his era.
Thus, leading her to a conversation with All Might to discuss a VERY desperate plan to try and help her student.
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All Might, in his withered form, stared at the phone in his hands with a stern glare. He heard what Cathleen had said. He heard it loud and clear. But every single neuron in his brain was trying oh so valiantly to convince him he’d misheard her. Finally, he lifted the device back up to his head and spoke plainly and firmly.
“You have to be joking.”
“I’m really not master.” Cathleen’s voice spoke from the speaker. “I honestly think it’s the best chance he has.”
The nearly skeletal hero closed his eyes and collected his thoughts for a moment before continuing. “You’re crazy, I hope you realize this. What you’re asking to do breaks so many regulations that I can’t believe it even crossed your mind, let alone had you think about doing it.”
“I know, I know.” The blonde woman spoke as though she were a child being scolded. “Look, the kid could go places, I’m not denying that, but as he is right now no one is gonna take him seriously as a hero, and that could lead to some MAJOR problems down the line. As in literal lives lost problems. You know I wouldn’t recommend this unless it was well and truly desperate.”
“Urgh.” All Might grunted in aggravation. “I get that but…isn’t there anyone else that could do it? Someone more his own age?”
“Master, if that was an option I don’t think this would even be necessary. We’re talking about a quirkless kid who’s been the bottom of his social ladders since kindergarten. I don’t think there’s a person his age who he knows who’d be willing to do this without a LOT of money passing hands first.”
The older hero grit his teeth before relenting with a disgusted sigh. “Fine. I don’t like it, but you make a good point. Just make sure you don’t hurt him too badly, alright?”
“Don’t worry master.” The younger blonde spoke smugly. “He’ll be able to walk at least, I can guarantee that!”
With a press of a button on his screen, All Might hung up and fell back onto his mattress, his left hand gently massaging the injured part of his stomach as a bitter smile formed on his face. “Finally get a new stomach, and I get ulcers before my first week with it is out. The life of a hero is fraught with peril.”
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The final day of training was some of the most excruciating work Izuku had ever gone through. Some jackass had decided the beach would make a good place to dump a veritable ton of things such as broken ovens, dishwashers, refrigerators, even a kitchen sink of all things! Add in Bate-Sensei increasing the gravity to a solid three times, and it was little wonder the poor lad had found himself collapsed on the sand, gasping for air. Though the fact that the increased gravity was making him sink a bit in the sand should’ve been more concerning, he couldn’t bring himself to care.
Nearby Cathleen, once again clad in her casual outfit, was situated on the truck making sure everything was strapped down properly for transport. After tightening down the last of the oversized trash, she hopped down and walked over to Izuku. With a proud smile she leaned over the exhausted teen, who for once was too tired to manage a blush at the sight of his substitute teacher’s rack.
“Gotta say Izuku, I didn’t think you could get all the new trash in a single day! You’ve just been going above and beyond my expectations this week!”
“T-thank you sensei.” Izuku wheezed out, desperately gasping for breath. With a light chuckle, his teacher dropped a bottle of water onto his chest which he quickly nabbed up and began guzzling down in a thirst induced frenzy. After making sure the poor boy wasn’t going to accidentally drown himself, she continued.
“I really am proud of you ya know. Most people would’ve quit LONG ago but here you are. Granted, you’re probably one bad exertion from having your heart just implode, but still.”
The greenette smiled sheepishly as he slowly and painfully sat up to a sitting position and turned toward Cathleen. “Thanks Bate-Sensei. That actually means a lot coming from you.”
The blonde heroine nodded before pulling out a card from her pants pocket and handing it towards her student. “Tell you what, I’ve got a bit of a reward for you if you want. Just pop by my hotel room later today if you’re interested.” As the younger man took the card, Cathleen took a quick sniff and grimaced at Izuku’s odor. “Just…take a shower first, eh? All that time with junk has rubbed off on you.”
With a spin on her feet, Izuku’s substitute strode off towards the truck and drove off, leaving Izuku looking at the card, scratching his head.
“A surprise huh? Wonder what it could be.”
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An hour or so later, and dealing with one particularly snooty concierge, Izuku found himself in a rather large and extravagant hotel room. The furniture looked to be more expensive than some cars, the tv was wide enough to double as an actual theater screen, the bed could hold five people if they knew each other well enough, and the windows (covered with curtains as they were) looked out over the city below.
Oddly enough though, it looked as though any place to sit had recently been removed. He could see the indents where chairs and couches SHOULD be, but said seats were long gone.
“Holy crap!” Izuku thought to himself as he looked around in wide eyed wonder. “You could fit mom and I’s apartment in here and have room left over!” As he stared in awe at the extravagance around him, he heard Cathleen’s voice chime in from the bathroom.
“That you Izuku? I’ll be just a minute, just grab a seat anywhere and I’ll be right with you!”
Invitation received, Izuku plopped himself down on the bed’s nearest corner, hoping he wasn’t being rude in not taking the floor. As soon as he’d relaxed as much as he could, Izuku’s mind began to wander as he began to mutter.
“What on Earth could Bates-Sensei be giving me? It can’t be the autograph, I haven’t figured out her quirk yet. A new exercise method? Probably, but she could’ve shown me that at the beach. New exercise equipment? That’s more likely, but where would I put it? There’s also the posi-“
(FLICK!)
“OW!” Izuku yelped as he found himself being flung back onto the bed, clutching his forehead as a stinging welt formed.
“Kid,” Cathleen began with no small amount of amusement in her voice, “you’ve REALLY gotta work on your sense of awareness when you start mumbling like that.”
Said greenette quickly shot upright at hearing his teacher’s voice, his hand blocking his vision. “SORRY SENSEI! I’ll work more on that as…soo…”
As Izuku’s hand lowered, a fierce blush broke out on his face as he stared at his sensei. Cathleen just giggled slightly and cocked her hips. “See something you like Izuku?”
The cause of Izuku’s mental shutdown could be traced entirely to the sight of Cathleen. Specifically, her current state of dress. Rather than her casual look, her hero uniform, or even her workout clothes, the Blonde woman had opted for a ridiculously small Red, White, and Blue themed bikini that clung tightly to her skin. Everything she had to offer was on display, from her muscular arms and legs, her six pack abs, her wide hips, her firm ass if she’d turn around, and ever her massive breasts. All that was covered up were her nipples and snatch which were covered by the straining triangles of the striped and star coated cloth.
“WHU-BLUH-GUH!?” Izuku stammered rapidly, his eyes practically popping out of his head as he rapidly looked his substitute teacher up and down as his face steadily turned redder and redder. “SENSEI!? WHAT!? WHY!? WH-“ With a light chuckle, the blonde bombshell before him gently grabbed his head and made him look her in the eyes.
“So tell me Izuku,” she cooed to the now tomato faced boy, “do you like what you see?”
“I-I-I do!” Said greenette stammered rapidly. “B-b-but why are you dressed like that!?”
Cathleen smiled warmly and leaned closer, causing Izuku to lean back. “Why, I’m giving my little student a reward for his hard work and dedication.” She moved more, causing Izuku to fall flat on the mattress, the much larger woman towering above him. “I mean, you’ve gotten so far Izuku, and I’d be lying if I said seeing that wasn’t making me want to act up a little.” She then lowered herself, nuzzling her face into the area connecting Izuku’s neck and right shoulder. “Mmm. Just something about seeing you lift all that junk on the beach. You really know how to flip a girl’s switch Izuku.”
Izuku’s ears practically had steam shooting out of them as Cathleen gently pressed her body against him, her soft breasts mashing against his own chest and forming a contrast with her firm muscles that he was finding quite enjoyable. At least, he would have had his brain not been firing all of it neurons simultaneously.
“Ohgodohgodohgod! How did this happen!?” Izuku shrieked to himself as he desperately tried to wiggle out from under his teacher without rubbing against her. “What the heck did I do to get her acting like this!? How can I make her stop!? Wait, why would I make her…” A pleasured shudder went through Izuku’s body as the blonde bombshell pressing down on him started licking at his earlobe, her teeth gently grazing the nub. “S-s-sensei, please wait! I’m not…I can’t…this is all happening too fast!”
With a light frown forming on her face, Cathleen sat up and looked the panicked young man in the eye once more, one of her hands gently brushed a bit of hair off his face. “Sorry, I guess I AM going a bit too strong here, aren’t I?” Seeing her student nod, Cathleen just sighed before flipping over onto her back, making sure to flip Izuku with her and making sure his head was nestled between her breasts, incidentally keeping the younger man too flustered to keep trying to squirm away. The sudden and pleasant feeling of the older woman gently stroking his hair caused Izuku to calm down as Cathleen continued talking.
“Look Izuku,” she began calmly, “I’m gonna be blunt, I want you. In a sexual way. I want you to fuck my brains out right here, right now, but I’m not gonna make you do it.” As she stopped petting his hair, Izuku managed to move his head from between her breasts and make eye contact with his substitute once more. “If you say no, I’m not going to bad mouth you to All Might, I’m not gonna try and derail you professionally, or anything like that. If you say no, we’ll just go our separate ways and remember this as an embarrassing mishap.” Her gaze turned heated as one of her hands brushed against one of Izuku’s cheeks, sending the poor boy’s face into a bright red blush once more. “So what’s it gonna be Izuku?”
The inside of Izuku’s mind was awash with voices, each of them arguing over the other. Some questioning Cathleen’s request and thinking this was a trap of some sort, others that she’d gone crazy (after all, why would a woman this impossibly gorgeous want anything to do with a Deku like him?) but in the end, one voice stood out among all the others. An ancient part of the brain that all people possess and have to spend our teenaged years learning to control. A voice that forced it’s way out of Izuku.
“Okay.” He whispered before leaning his face forward towards Cathleen’s, their lips meeting in a quick, nervous peck. The light liplock lasted only a second as Izuku pulled back, his eyes now wide as plates as the realization of what just happened sunk in.
“Holy cow.” He whispered in awe. “My first kiss and it was with the number one hero in America.”
“Mmm.” Cathleen moaned lightly as she gently placed a hand behind Izuku’s head. “Now how about the second kiss on up?” Taking the hint, Izuku pushed forward again, their lips meeting once more in another light kiss that Izuku again quickly broke off, though this time he just as quickly returned, causing rapid light smacking sounds to echo in the room as the timid young man pecked away at the blonde bombshell’s mouth.
“Mmmph. Izuku…” Cathleen muttered in between kisses, “This is, mmph, nice and all, but you can, mmm, be a bit more aggressive.”
“R-right!” Said teenager stammered out with a determined look before pressing their lips together a fair bit more firmly, with Cathleen returning the kiss with an equal amount of force. The two held like that for a moment before Cathleen, realizing that she was going to have to egg Izuku on a bit, she gently pressed her tongue out against her student’s mouth. The greenette with stiff for a moment out of shock of what he felt, but quickly opened his mouth and let the intruding organ enter, meeting with his own tongue in an impromptu wrestling match, both slimy organs pressing against and coiling around each other as the two lovers moaned happily at the sensation.
Feeling a bit more emboldened, Izuku let his hands start wandering over Cathleen. Starting with her face, gently stroking her cheeks before slowly moving toward her shoulders and massaging the powerful muscles they had. Hearing another pleased groan urged Izuku onward, his hands moving towards her chest where they clumsily grabbed at her massive melons. This time Cathleen broke away with a sharp gasp, causing Izuku to bolt upright in a panic.
“OHGODI’MSORRYBATESENSEIIJUST…” Another solid flick to the head cut off the rambling teen as Cathleen just smirked in amusement.
“Kid, trust me, you didn’t hurt me at all. I’m not gonna get hurt from a little clumsy pawing. That said,” She then sat up herself before reaching behind her back and pulling on the string of her bikini top, the small cloth falling away and exposing the now hard pink nipples topping her more than generous and firm breasts. “why don’t you pay the girls here some attention, eh?”
With a loud gulp, both of Izuku’s now shaking hands slowly reached out and, with a bit of hesitation, gently grasped at the breasts before him, the nipples rubbing against his palms as the excess titflesh spilled out slightly between his fingers. Cathleen just smiled warmly as she moaned in pleasure at the soft sensation. With a more determined look, the young man began gently massaging Cathleen’s tits, slowly squeezing and rubbing the large mounds, smiling as his temporary sensei groaned and squirmed from his ministrations.
“So?” Cathleen moaned out. “What do you think of em?”
“Th-they’re amazing Bate-sensei.” Izuku whispered. “They’re so supple and soft…softer than I thought they’d b at any rate.”
A scowl formed on Cathleen’s face for a brief moment before she grabbed Izuku by the back of his head and pulled him face first in between her cleavage and clenching her arms to the sides of her chest, burying and trapping the boy’s face in the valley made of her melons.
“Oh?” She spoke calmly but coldly as Izuku struggled to free himself. “So, what? You thought they were fake? Big plastic mounds like some bimbo?”
After a bit more struggling Izuku was allowed to pull himself out of the pleasant hell he was forced into and, after a deep breath, looked up at the blonde amazon in no small amount of fear. “N-n-no sensei! Never! It’s just…with how muscular you are I’d figure they’d be a lot firmer!” His focus then returned to the fleshy orbs, his voice becoming more distant as he drew closer to them once more. “They’re so soft, and warm and…” Rather than continue his babbling, Izuku instead returned his face to in between Cathleen’s breasts, nuzzling, kissing, and licking the warm orbs on every inch he could reach, from the base where they connected to her chest to the peaks and the pink nipples atop them, causing his teacher to giggle from the surprisingly ticklish sensation.
Feeling like she’d let her temporary student have enough fun, Cathleen pressed down on the top of his head, urging him down. Taking the hint, Izuku began trailing downward, making sure to mark his trail as he went, kissing and licking down every inch. As he got to her abs the green haired teen couldn’t help but nuzzle the sixpack Cathleen had clearly cultivated carefully over the years, drawing a satisfied moan from said blonde.
“Good to see some appreciation there.” She groaned happily.
“Mmm” Izuku moaned back as he licked at the toned muscles before continuing his downward trek. As he reached her bikini clad crotch however, he found himself stopping cold. His nerves once more shot, he looked up at Cathleen.
“M-may I…”
“Izuku,” she began with no small amount of frustration, “yes. Yes you may.”
With a rapid nod, he grabbed the sides of her blue and white starred bottoms and, with a bit of help on her part by lifting her ass when needed, pulled them off of her (albeit having to turn around and scoot down with them due to their height differences.
As he turned around, Izuku found himself freezing again at his first ever sight of bare pussy nestled between Cathleen’s muscular legs. Breathing rapidly from a combination of excitement and nervousness, he moved closer to the shaven folds, his hands gently laying on her thighs to steady himself as the smell of her arousal filled his nostrils.
“Well?” Cathleen asked, drawing the greenette out of his stupor. She then hooked her legs behind Izuku’s torso and drug him in closer to her damp pussy, stopping only when his face was inches away. “Feel free to explore me Izuku, I WANT you too. Don’t worry,” she purred the last two words, “I’ll tell you if you’re doing good.”
Sweat forming on his brow, Izuku just steeled himself and moved his hands to the sides of The American Bombshell’s labia, gently spreading the outer lips and exposing the pink flesh between them. He then began slowly and gently stroking around the inner folds, trailing an oval around in it with an index finger. Feeling emboldened by his teacher’s happy moaning his finger slowly drew more and more inwards till a sudden twitch from Cathleen accidently forced him to plunge his finger inside the blonde’s depths, drawing a sharp breath from the older woman. Fearing the worst, Izuku pulled out and looked right at Cathleen.
“I’M,SORRYI’MSORRYIWON’T…” Rather than chop him again, Cathleen just placed a finger on his mouth, silencing him quickly.
“Do it again.” She whispered huskily.
Looking back and forth between his teacher’s face and her still dampening snatch, Izuku re lowered himself and slid his finger back in between the folds, drawing another gasp from the American beauty. Slowly, he began pistoning his finger back and forth, a light squishing noise mixing with Cathleen’s moaning as her went. Slowly but surely he began picking up speed as he moved his finger back and forth until he heard his substitute whisper one word.
“More.”
Confusion crossed Izuku’s mind, though it was quickly dispersed as he realized what she meant. As he pulled his finger back, he placed his hand’s middle digit next to it and slid it forward as well, gently stretching and widening the hole they were plundering as they thrust back and forth. Just as he was about to add a third finger, he noticed something peculiar. Near the top of Cathleen’s vagina was a little hooded nub that he’d somehow failed to notice.
“Huh. That’s odd…” He thought to himself. “Wonder what…no. It couldn’t be, could it?”
Curiosity piqued, Izuku moved his thumb over the nub and gently rubbed it. Cathleen’s reaction was immediate, arching her back with a sharp squeek. The teen’s eyes widened as he realized just what he’d found.
“Th-the clitoris!? I thought that was supposed to be hard to find!?”
“Izuku…” Cathleen whined as she started rocking her hips. “Don’t tease your poor teacher.”
With a determined glare, Izuku resumed thrusting his fingers back and forth in the blonde American’s tight snatch, now making sure his thumb rubbed back and forth on her clit with every motion. Cathleen proved to be quite appreciative of this addition as her hips rose to meet his hand with every piston, her feet pressing into the mattress to rock said hips harder as her hands clenched the sheets.
“OOOHHH FUCK! THAT’S IT IZUKU!” She shrieked through grit teeth. “GIVE IT TO ME! GIVE..IT…RRRRGH!”
With one last strained grunt, the walls of Cathleen’s pussy clamped down on Izuku’s intruding fingers with bruising force, causing to young man to yelp in pain. Her cum gushed out as her orgasm hit her hard, staining the sheets as it practically flew out of her. Finally, the high left her, letting the Blonde Amazon of a woman collapse onto the mattress, her chest heaving and quaking as she caught her breath. Her grip on his fingers gone, Izuku quickly pulled his digits out and looked at the now red and sore limbs, literally dripping with the older woman’s juices.
“Sheesh. You’d never know it was so easy to lose fingers.” The greenette thought to himself before shaking his hand to try and lessen the pain.
“Lay down.” Looing back up, Izuku saw his temporary teacher looking at him with a heavy lidded gaze. “It’s your turn,” she continued huskily, but clearly booking no further argument. “Lay down.”
“Huh?” Izuku stammered out before getting shoved backwards toward the foot of the mattress. Just as he hit the springs, he found himself pinned once more by his much larger lover, who was now looking at him with the kind of hunger he’d never really seen from her before.
He’d be lying if he said he didn’t kind of like it.
Cathleen wasted no time, grabbing hold of Izuku’s shirt and yanking it off him, revealing his muscular torso once hidden by the cloth. Oh, he wasn’t nearly as bulky as Cathleen herself, but the greenette was more than a little toned and well on his way. At the very least he was quite a bit more solid now with a six pack of his own starting to form.
“Ooh” Cathleen cooed as she gently rubbed at the muscles forming on Izuku’s chest. “I told you that you were making progress Izuku. Just look at all these sexy muscles.”
“I-if you say so sen (MMF!?)” Rather than let Izuku drag himself down more, Cathleen mashed her lips against his once more. Unlike the gentle kisses from before though, this was a fair bit more forceful as Cathleen mashed their faces together in near bruising force. Her tongue forcing it’s way into Izuku’s mouth and outright dominating Izuku’s own timid organ. After a good long moment Cathleen broke the kiss and began trailing downwards, moving to Izuku’s jaw and neck down to his chest till she reached the waist of his pants. With a flirty grin, she sat up a bit to look Izuku in the eye while her hands wandered along his legs.
“Well Izuku, I hope you liked…” Her eyes widened a bit as she felt something in her right hand. Something very large, and throbbing. Something that was in his pants leg and most certainly wasn’t a leg. Moving quicker than Izuku was expecting from her, Cathleen unbuckled his belt and pulled down Izuku’s pants and boxers in one strong pull, freeing the lump in Izuku’s pants and revealing the lump to be Izuku’s member.
“Holy shit.” The heroine whispered as she looked upon the young man’s dick. It’s length would let it reach about the top of Izuku’s knee if it lay flat and it was wide enough that Cathleen could barely wrap a hand around it. Just below it lay Izuku’s scrotum, which looked to hold a pair of testicles large enough to individually serve as a mouthful for the larger woman. The blond bombshell could only stare in awe at the slab of flesh attached to Izuku’s pelvis as she drooled slightly.
“Uh, Sensei?” Izuku asked with no small amount of concern. “A-are you okay?”
“Oh yes.” Cathleen whispered as she lowered herself down. “Never better, and I can guarantee you’ll be feeling the exact same way.” With no further warning the blond dropped her head dropped down, enveloping the head of Izuku’s member in her mouth, her tongue spilling around the sensitive gland like a piece of candy, slurping and sucking wildly and loudly.
“S-S-SENSEI!?” Izuku screeched as the sudden influx of pleasure nearly flooded his mind. Almost instinctively, his hands reached towards Cathleen’s head where they quickly buried themselves in her golden locks as his hips jerked uncontrollably, only his substitute teacher’s far greater strength keeping him from forcing more of his cock down her throat.
Much to Izuku’s pleasured surprise, Cathleen didn’t stay on the tip for very long. Slowly, the older woman slid down Izuku’s member and swallowing more and more of the fleshy pole down her throat till she hit the base. Her eyes then looked up towards Izuku’s face, the two making eye contact for a brief moment before a mischievous smirk formed as best as it could on the blonde’s occupied lips. With no warning for the teen under her, Cathleen began pulling her head back and forth rapidy, licking and slurping all the while, her toungue desperately trying to wrap itself around as much of Izuku’s dick as it could.
“AGH! SENSEI! SENSEI PLEASE! IT’S TOO MUCH! IT’S TOOOOO!?” Any further objections ended quickly as Cathleen grabbed Izuku by the ass and, in a rather stunning display of strength on her part as far as the greenette had seen, lifted him up in the air, Cathleen’s mouth and hands the only thing keeping him upright. Izuku, in a panic, quickly latched onto her head, his legs wrapping around the back of her neck as his hands grabbed her head.
A sudden slapping feeing on his ass re drew Izuku’s focus downward. There, he could see Cathleen staring up at him, her eyes almost pleading to do something. Not having any other idea, Izuku began gently thrusting his hips back and forth, teacher and student both groaning lightly from the sensations. Izuku grit his teeth as he began to lose control of himself, his hips rocking back and forth faster and faster as his testes slapped against Cathleen’s chin with every thrust, all the while the poor boy could only chant mindlessly.
“SENSEI! SENSEI! SENSEI!”
With one final roar, Izuku flat out slammed his hips into Cathleen’s face before his cock expanded slightly before firing round after round of hot jizz down her throat, which the blonde woman gulped down greedily without allowing a single drop to spill. After a few swallows, she felt Izuku go limp, which she took as a sign to let him back down, which she did by (seemingly) dropping him carelessly onto the mattress.
Izuku could only stare blankly at the ceiling as he desperately tried to catch his breath, his thoughts spinning at limitless speed.
“Oh my god, I’ve never felt like that before in my life! The heat and moisture of her mouth felt absolutely amazing! Wait, should I have started thrusting like that? I mean, Bate-sensei didn’t stop me, but she’s so strong, that’s probably something I shouldn’t do again. Wait, what’s Sensei doing now?”
While Izuku was trapped in his own thoughts, the good Miss Star and Stripe had straddled him once more and was currently looking down at him with a warm smile, her left hand pressing down on Izuku’s chest for balance as her right hand gently stroked his penis while moving the slab of flesh towards her pussy lips, the dripping entryway drooling hot sticky liquid onto the head of Izuku’s member.
“Well Izuku?” Cathleen questioned her student playfully. “This is it. I’m about to ride you like a bronco till you fill me up with a warm sticky load. If you want to stop here though, we can. All you have to do is say stop.” With that, she started lowering herself down, the head of Izuku’s dick piercing through her pussy lips and into her folds.
Izuku had closed his eyes relishing in the feeling of being inside America’s number 1 hero for a brief moment, the warm, wet, tightness wrapping around the tip of his shaft causing him to moan happily, when his eyes suddenly opened wide in panic as his hands began pushing at the blonde woman’s thighs. “WAIT! SENSEI! STOP!”
“DAMNIT!” Cathleen screamed in her head in sheer frustration of getting clam jammed like this. With a disgruntled groan, she began lifting herself off of Izuku, only for his hands to grasp her hips and try to keep her from moving. Surprised, Cathleen looked down at Izuku’s face only for the teen to turn away with a blush.
“U-u-um…d-do you have a condom? I…I don’t think you’d want to get p-p-pregnant, and I know I’m not ready to be a dad yet…”
The blonde bombshell just stared down at the green teen with wide eyes as she processed what she’d just heard. “Holy shit, will wonders never cease? A teenager about to have sex and he has enough sense to make sure he’s covered.” She then smiled warmly before removing the hand on Izuku’s chest and placed it on her own, just above her breast.
“Don’t worry kid, I Cathleen Bate, will not be impregnated by anything we do here.” Her smile then turned feral as she put both her hands on Izuku’s chest. “Now then, if there are no more objections…”
She then slid down Izuku’s erection, the shaft quickly becoming engulfed in the vice tight folds of Cathleen’s snatch. A loud clap echoed out as her hips slammed atop Izuku’s, followed shortly by teacher and student bellowing roars (or rather a squeak in Izuku’s case).
“OH YEAH!” Cathleen shouted, her entire body shivering as she relished feeling Izuku fill her depths. “Oh yeah kid, I can’t tell you how much I needed this!”
“S-SENSEI! It’s so warm and tight, it feels so good!”
“Oh, just wait Izuku!” The blonde woman growled before lifting her hips up. “It’s about to feel even better!” Her hips then dropped once more, rocking the bed slightly as their pelvises clapped together. Without another word Cathleen the repeated the motion, gradually picking up speed as she went, causing sweat to form and drip down her and Izuku’s bodies.
“Oh god,” Izuku whimpered as he felt himself being pummeled by the blonde amazon, “Sensei, please don’t stop! This is amazing!” His eyes widened a bit as Cathleen leaned forward, her breasts dangling and shaking in front of the shorter boy’s face. “Uh, Sens-“
“Go on!” She panted out through grit teeth, drool leaking from one side. “Grab em! Squeeze em! Suck on em! Do what you like, just do SOMETHING!”
Nodding rapidly, Izuku quickly leaned up and latched his lips onto Cathleen’s right breast’s nipple. His cheeks hollowed as he sucked rapidly at the nub. Meanwhile his right hand grabbed hold of her free tit, gently massaging the fleshy orb.
“That’s iiiit!” The heroine howled, her pounding getting even faster and causing the bed to rock rapidly from every impact. “Oh fuck yeah, you know what you’re doing don’t you?! You know how to get a woman off real good!” Her lower lips then clenched tighter around Izuku’s cock, drawing a muffled moan from the younger man.
With a low growl, Cathleen grabbed Izuku once more and flipped them both over, with Cathleen now on her back while Izuku was atop her, the teenager looking more than a little confused by the turn of events. As he felt Cathleen’s strong legs wrap around his ass, his eyes widened as he started to get an idea of what she wanted.
“C’mon now Izuku,” she purred with a heated heavy lidded gaze, “show your sensei what you can do.”
With a determined glare, Izuku grabbed the amazon of a woman by her hips, pulled back his own, and thrust forward with all his might, slamming their pelvises together with a loud smack! Gritting his teeth almost hard enough to crack his teeth, Izuku pulled back and slammed himself back in. Over and over he repeated this motion, Cathleen moaning as her breasts quaked with every impact and the springs in her bed squeaked in protest of their rough treatment.
“That’s it!” His substitute teacher squealed happily as she felt her student fill her over and over again. “More Izuku! I want more!” Her arms and legs then wrapped around the smaller man, her arms pinning his head in between her breasts, and locking her legs around his hips and forcing him into shorter, more rapid thrusts.
Izuku managed to roll with this change amazingly well. With his face once again caught between Cathleen’s large melons, he began alternating between nuzzling, sucking, kissing, and licking at every inch of her soft tit flesh he could reach in from in between the warm and more than a little soothing valley. Meanwhile, rather than just thrust his hips back and forth, the green haired teen threw in grinding his hips upward before pulling out, ensuring that he’d be rubbing against his teacher’s clit with every rotation, the bed shaking wildly as he went.
“Urg!” Izuku grunted as a now familiar tightening sensation in his balls was felt. “Sensei! Sensei I’m…”
“Just hang on Izuku!” Cathleen screamed. “I’m almost…oh fuck, OH FUCK!” Her limit reached, The blonde heroine’s legs unlatched from around Izuku’s waist and planted themselves onto the mattress as her back arched, her hips rising up and hauling Izuku up along with them as the walls of her snatch clamped down on Izuku’s intruding member.
“SENSEI!” Izuku shouted one last time as his dick began firing round after round of hot cum into his teacher’s depths, quickly filling her and spilling out onto the bed. Before too long, their collective high faded, allowing Cathleen to fall back to the bed, leaving the lovers in a tangled, sweaty mess.
Eventually Izuku, still nestled between Cathleen’s soft tits, looked up at his substitute teacher. “S-so…did I do good?”
Cathleen let out a little chuckle as she lightly ruffled Izuku’s hair. “Kid, you made me cum twice, both times being a toe curler, I’m fairly certain this bed is gonna smell like my pussy for the next few weeks, and I can’t feel my thighs. I’m pretty certain you did a LOT more than well.”
The amazon of a woman could feel the warmth in the breasts increase as Izuku’s face turned red from the praise.
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The next day found the two back on Dagobah beach for their final day as teacher and student. Catheen, clad once more in her work out clothes, stood atop a hill while an exhausted but smiling Izuku sat next to her as they looked over the beach.
“I gotta tell ya kid,” the blonde spoke with no small amount of pride in her student, “You’re REALLY making good headway here! At the rate you’re going I think you’ll have the master’s estimation for how long this was supposed to take beat by a couple of days!”
The greenete in question just rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment at the praise. “A-aw c’mon Bate-sensei! I’d probably still be hauling the larger junk if it wasn’t for you!”
A moment passed as teacher and student watched the sun set over the ocean, the hustle and bustle of their day passing with the day’s dying lights. Finally, Cathleen turned on her heel and began walking off.
“Well, you don’t need me here now! You and master should have this all well in hand! I’ll see you later Izu-“
“You’re a reality warper.” Izuku spoke plainly.”
Her eyes widening, Cathleen turned back at Izuku who was now standing and looking at her retreating form. Seeing he had her attention, he continued on.
“I’m not certain entirely what all limitations you have or how much you can alter things, but I know you need to be able to touch someone and you need to know their whole name and you can make them do just about anything as long as it’s physically possible to some degree.” He then gave his teacher a hopeful look. “Well? Am I close?”
Cathleen just stared at Izuku for a moment before smiling and moving close to Izuku before giving the younger man a quick peck on his forehead. The greenette blushed, though only lightly for once as he looked up at his teacher who was now pulling a pair of papers from a pocket in her pants.
“I knew you’d get it sooner or later kid.” She then handed both papers to Izuku which he took as though her were being handed sacred text. “I’d guess you’ve earned yourself a twofer.”
Looking down at the top paper Izuku’s face broke out into a beaming smile as he saw a picture of Cathleen, dressed in her Star and Stripe costume and striking a heroic pose. “T-thank you! I’ll treasure this forever sens- OW!”
With a playful smile, Cathleen pulled back her hand as Izuku nursed another flick inflicted bruise on his head. “None of that now Izuku, I’m done being your teacher. From here out it’s just Cathleen until you graduate!” She then put on a mockery of an authoritative air. “But I expect you to call me Cathleen Kohai when you graduate and become a hero! Got it!?”
Izuku stared up at his now ex teacher for a moment before laughing a bit. “I think you mean Senpai, Cathleen-san.”
“Eh?”
“Senpai.” Izuku continued. “Senpais are seniors, Kohais are juniors.”
Cathleen just stared at Izuku for a moment before blushing and muttering a bit. “Goddamnit, that’s the last time I use a dictionary written by a Wendig I swear to god.” Shaking her head, she focused on Izuku. “Well, whatever, you know what I mean! Keep at it and all that! I wanna see where you go in life!”
She then returned to her march off back to the rental truck before stopping again and turning slightly back toward the teen behind her. “By the way, hope you get good milage out of that second autograph Izuku!”
Curious as to what she was talking about, Izuku swapped the pages around to look at the second paper. His nose then started bleeding as a heavy blush formed on his face at the image of Cathleen, once again in her bikini, and striking a pose that managed to somehow show off her tits and ass amazingly. Written on the bottom was one simple phrase.
“Look me up when you make it big kid!”
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After the U.A. Entrance Exam
Back in her well furbished home in America, Cathleen found herself lounging in a chair conversing with her idol over the phone.
“Master!” She spoke excitedly. “I was hoping I’d hear from you! How’d Izuku do? I’ll bet the kid passed with flying colors, with or without a quirk!”
“He did indeed young Cathleen.” Toshinori spoke with pride. “But that’s partially why I wanted to call you. You didn’t teach him any special moves or anything while you were mentoring young Mindoriya did you?”
“Can’t say I did master, why?”
“He did a Shoryuken.”
“…” Cathleen just stared out into space for a moment before responding as best as she could. “Huh?”
“During the exam, he found a student who was in danger from one of the testing robots. He ran up to the robot, leaped into the air, and basically Shoryukened the thing, leaving a gash in it until he reached the head, which popped off like a pimple.”
Cathleen was quiet for a bit longer as she processed this before answering. “I thought he was quirkless, wasn’t he? How the hell did he manage that?”
“He must have been a late bloomer!” All Might sputtered out quickly.
“Huh. I guess weirder things have happened.” The blonde woman’s face turned concerned as a thought went through her head. “Wait, is he all right?! The machine didn’t hurt him, did it?”
“He’s fine,” Toshinori answered, happy that she’d decided to drop the quirk subject. “A few sprains and fractures, but nothing Recovery Girl couldn’t handle! Funnily enough, he was saved from the fall back down by the girl he saved!”
“That’s good.” Cathleen spoke as she relaxed once more. “Anyway, no. I didn’t teach him how to do that. Guess our little Izuku’s got some tricks up his sleeve eh?”
“I was afraid of that. Ugh” All Might spoke in a tone that indicated his age rather well. “Nemuri’s been gushing about young Midoriya non-stop since it happened. Both verbally AND physically. I swear, that woman’s gonna fuck him the moment he graduates.”
“Nemuri? That’s one of the teachers there I’m assuming? What makes you say that master?”
“Because she said it.” The withered blonde said flatly. “Repeadedly. The moment the exams ended she just started chanting “Imma fuck him, Imma fuck him” for an hour. Hell, I’m pretty certain there’s a chance she’s not gonna wait that long.”
Cathleen let out a chuckle. “Sounds like you’ve got an interesting couple of years going forward master! Be sure to keep me up to date, eh? I wanna to know how that little green cinnamon roll is doing.”
All Might let out a little chuckle. “I can do that. Talk to you later then Cathleen.”
As the phone shut off, Star and Stripe sat back in the chair and looked out a nearby window.
“Heh. Sounds like you’re in for an interesting time there Izuku. Stay safe out there eh? Cathleen-Senpai wants to see her Kohai again.

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Well, that was certainly a load off of my mind. I hope you all enjoyed yourselves and…
“Dude, what the hell!?”
The author looks around for a few moments before looking down and seeing a VERY annoyed looking Mineta glaring up at him.
What do you mean?
Mineta’s glare just deepens as he points an accusing finger. “What do I mean!? Sixteen pages man! It took you over sixteen pages of bullcrap to get to the good part! What the hell!? Are you trying to make a Harlequin novel or something!?”
That’s what has you so mad? I’d figure it’d be because it wasn’t you getting laid there.
The grape boy just let out a depressed sigh of resignation. “Look, I accepted LONG ago that no one wants to see me nude and thrusting in these things. Heck, I don’t want to see people like me nude and thrusting in these things, so you’re not gonna see me get upset at that.” His fury then returned as he stomped a foot and clenched a fist at the author. “But taking that much time on the set up is INEXCUSABLE!”
You know, I actually agree with you?
That let the air out of Mineta’s parade. “What?”
I agree with you. I think I took too long on the setup there. Thing is, I prefer my stories to make at least an ATTEMPT at build up and setting. I mean, sure, you CAN just have the characters meet, say hello, and then bang each other’s brains out, but by that point you might as well be writing about blank faced stick figures. Trying to write so that the characters have some room to be their characters makes for an important aspect of smut writing. But it’s all one massive juggling act sometimes, and I’m not coordinated at all.
Mineta just stared at the author with a cynical glare. “Really? The guy who wrote Changing the Grade is gonna claim character authenticity for porn?”
Within reason. The author lamely defended himself. I mean, do YOU want to spend chapter among chapter reading about a reader stand in tearing down a badass young woman till FINALLY getting to a sex scene? I mean, that has an audience sure, but it’s not what I’m going for.
“Fair enough”, Mineta admitted with no small amount of begrudging acceptance. “But there has to be a good balance to it!”
There is. That’s why I write fanfiction. To git gud, as the youth say these days, and work on that.
“I guess I can accept that. Still, work on your time spent writing a bit eh? There’s no reason this should’ve taken so long!”
Trust me little guy, I’m trying.
…
…
…So, out of all the characters, why did YOU show up?
“C’mon man, who ELSE was gonna do it? Bakugo would’ve killed you for the sewage bath, Kirishima would never stop gushing over how “manly” Izuku is for getting laid like that, Todoroki wouldn’t care, Iida would be dragging you off to jail, the rest of the guys you can barely remember half the time outside of their power sets, and the girls would all alternate between fainting, killing you, or would highjack the fic themselves.”
Point taken.
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