Your Lives Are My Game [SHORTS]

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Nirvana Two

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"Tatsuma-sama~"

Ryuko Tatsuma's Nirvana didn't consist of much, as she was never a greedy person.

"Ryuko~"

It had her house, her things, and, of course, Nejire. But not one Nejire, not two, but three. And they were all pampering her. One Nejire was massaging her from behind, another was between her legs eating her out, and the third was covering her eyes and kissing her.

"You're so beautiful, Ryuko~"

She was around Nejire constantly, and Nirvana adjusted the number of Nejire's based on her mood. At times, there were five. The most Nejires that existed at one time was a whopping 19.

The Nejire kissing her stops, cupping a face and peering into her soul with her piercing yellow, ethereal eyes.

The scenario, for what was probably the millionth time, changes. Ryuko was tied to a chair in a dark room and suddenly walked in a villainous Nejire. 

"Aww, little dragon... thought you could catch me, could you?"

Ryukyu's heart stirred at the nickname, and when the villain Nejire drew closer and straddled her.

"Well, guess what. I caught YOU. And no one will ever find you here. And you're useless in those special quirk suppressing cuffs I commissioned." Nejire smiled, her eyes glowing with malicious intent as she cupped her chin.

"You're mine now. All for little me~! And I'll break you until you're OBSESSED with me~"

With a single kiss, Ryukyu breaks. Her thighs clamped together, and her snatch grows hot and moist. God, she loved Nejire. She was incredibly cute and pretty, and her body was slutty beyond words. She was the perfect woman, one she could only dream of having to herself before.

"What's this, little dragon~?" Nejire teased, snaking her hand up Ryukyu's hero costume and placing her palm against her panties. "Are you wet? Seriously? Hee hee, look at you! You're loving this, aren't you?! You love it when I threaten you, and you're happy that I trapped you down here where no one can save you, isn't that right?"

Nejire pushed her hand forward, causing Ryukyu to tense up and cry out.

"You're so cute when you squirm, you know that? I bet that worthless boyfriend of yours hasn't gone this far with you yet, huh? How pathetic~!" 

The dragoon hero's heart pitter pattered rapidly when Nejire's hand moved upward and behind her underwear, her slender fingers invading her entrance and teasing her upper walls. Ryukyu clenched her teeth when Nejire moves deeper in.

"Forget being a puny hero and just stay here with me, 'kay? I'll retire as a villain and focus on making you happy."

Ryukyu nods without hesitation.

"Good girl." Nejire cooed. "Now... welcome to your first day of being my bitch, little dragon~"

Ryukyu shuddered at Nejire's husky voice. It was everything. This was everything. She was her everything.

"First order of business, let's take a bit to... get to know each other. After that, I'll peg you until you're dead fucking exhausted."

This was everything she could've ever wanted, forever.

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Ass Chart 2

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"Vessel." Omi says. 

He and the sentient container of SOULs were alone in a lab of Momo's creation. It was a loose recreation of Alphys's lab, one Omi would use for... future endeavors. It was dubbed the Meta Lab, and it resided in New Castle Town.

"I heard there were some decently talented inventors in that world, such as Mei Hatsume. I would like to see them."

Vessel nods, ever eager for some affection and love from the group.

"First, Mei Hatsume."

Goner Mei appears, and Omi stepped forward, making her heart patter in her chest.

"You know..." Omi pulled her closer, an arm around her waist and one on her cheek. "You're really pretty. Mei Hatsume and you, Vessel. Even without eyes." Vessel yelped a little when he suddenly grabbed her butt.

"Excellent size and shape. It's fun to squeeze, too..." A couple of harsh squeezes made Vessel's knees go weak. He speaks as he plays with her fine rear end. "You know, I like to think that Izuku and I are a bit alike in a way."

"When we first met, I didn't fight him. I instead studied him. Our bodies were pressed together on the ground. I touched him. I smelled him. I kissed him. And, the best part, my body excited him. Having preferences is fine, but I'm glad he's not the type who foolishly lets sexuality dictate what he enjoys."

Omi stands behind her, now fondling her sizable chest. "Mm... how did Mei make anything with these cow tits in her vision?" He smells her hair as he stands closer, grinding into her. "I'm like him because I like "analyzing" the bodies of others, too. Exploring them and inventing them is my favorite pastime. And I'll use my skills in those fields to serve Izuku to the fullest. I love him, and I'll make sure he knows it."

After another audible sniff, Vessel felt Omi get hard. This was her favorite feeling in the world. The feeling of others enjoying and using her.

"What a body... and your smell compliments it. I believe I quite like Mei Hatsume. Now then..."

Omi pushed her down. Instantly, Goner Mei puts her face down and her wide, wobbling posterior upward, offering herself to Omi like a zealot offering everything to its God. Omi pulls off her garments, revealing tight cotton black panties, which were removed too. He lays her prone, and Goner Mei surrenders as Omi uses her.

She deeply cherished every instant he layed his hands upon her. Her heart soared at the rough slaps he dished on her lower half. Every strong hit made her wet herself a little, but Omi didn't mind. 

When he came inside her, flipped her around, and took her in a mating press while kissing her passionately, she felt her entire being scream in a blaze of passion. Goner Mei clung to him, wrapping her arms and legs around him as he cums inside of her for the second time.

And then, like he was lifting a feather, he rises up and pounds into her while carrying her. Goner Mei adored this feeling, and she adored the way she was pleasuring one of her lovers.

*

"Alright." Omi spoke casually, as if he didn't stuff Vessel's womb repeatedly and as if cock wasn't very visibly throbbing. "Mei Hatsume has a really nice ass, you know? An easy 8 out of 10. So fucking soft and..." He winced as his cock twitched.

"Anyway... come here."

Vessel sluggishly moved toward Omi, straddling him. She quietly shudders as his lips brush against hers.

"You taste divine. As did Mei Hatsume. But now I want to try out Melissa Shield."

Goner Melissa appears.

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A Request

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"Momo." Omi respectfully states with a bow.

Momo was in the middle of making out with Izuku and, in annoyance, stops to turn and face Omi.

"What is it?" She barked rudely.

"I humbly request a few Mei Hatsumes and Melissa Shields from the My Hero Academia continuity. Five each." 

Momo grumbled something angrily before snapping a skeletal hand into existence. Its palm faced the ground, and out of it came five Mei's and Melissa's each, naked and all in one pile on the floor.

"There. They aren't functional at the moment, so I'll come by and program them later. You're responsible for them until then."

"Got it." Omi easily picked the pile of humans up. "Thanks."

"Get out."

Omi leaves.

"Now then..." Momo looked down at Izuku, who was panting heavily. His face was covered in saliva and wet black lipstick marks. "Where were we, my beloved?"

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Our Creations

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Mortals that became Metafolk were extremely rare for obvious reasons. But the very, very special small few that managed to kill one had an advantage of sorts over born-Metafolk.

Despite their evolution, they keep their previous powers and experiences on top of the new abilities they gain.

This meant that Momo retained the quirk she had as a mortal and got to use the powers of the Metafolk she killed as well. Because of her superior physiology, [Creation] functioned almost completely differently and was infinitely more effective. She basically had 2 Metas.

'I'm still in disbelief that she managed to...' Omi trails off. 'Well, whatever. It happened, and I'm here now, so who cares?'

Omi and the 5 Mei Hatsume's and Melissa Shield's were in the Meta Lab. The girls were all wearing black collars with their numbers written on them in purple, going from 1 to 5 for both sides.

Mei 1 and Melissa 1 were tending to his lower half, Mei 1 eagerly throating his shaft and Melissa 1 kissing his balls. Momo programmed them to have excellent teamwork and synergy in every way.

Mei and Melissa 2 through 5 were all working on a few projects, building things with materials provided by Momo's incredible power, said projects inspired by beings from other worlds.

"Hm... why did I only ask for 5 each? I should've gone for at least 10 or something."

Either way, he would enjoy his many, many years of life.

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New Castle Town

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Izuku visits New Castle Town to see the Ketsukanes. Despite hearing them from miles away, he was still caught off guard.

"Come on! Harder!" Ceroba shouts.

"I'm trying my best!" Chujin replied.

Izuku watched as Chujin lashed Ceroba's back with a large black whip. The air cracked as yet another wound was put on Ceroba's bleeding back. She moaned a little, rubbing herself as she was whipped again.

"God dammit Chujin, I'm barely getting wet here! Just-"

And then they noticed Izuku.

"Hi." Ceroba says.

"Hello, Master." Chujin says.

Izuku waves at them with an unreadable expression.

"Given that you're here..." Ceroba gets up. "...and not with the others..." She stood next to him, placing a hand on his chest and bending down. Chujin got on his knees on his other side and grabbed Izuku's hand, and kissed it, his tail wagging from side to side. "...I guess you want to play with us?"

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"Mm..." Ceroba swayed her hips slowly, grinding onto Izuku's crotch. Kanako and Chujin were on either side of him. "What a masterpiece..."

"You said it, Mama." Kanako licks her lips, running a hand along his muscles. "He's a snack~ I wanna sit on his cute face so badly..." Chujin made Izuku face him. "Not before I get to make out with him for a bit."

When he begins kissing him, Kanako pouts. "Hey, I want some too!" She turned Izuku's head toward her and took his lips as well, making Chujin roll his eyes and opt to lick and nibble Izuku's ear and neck.

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"How is she, beloved?" Ceroba calmly asked, groping Kanako's backside and assisting her as she rode Izuku reverse. "Is she tight enough for you? Is her bottom plump enough? Is-"

"Ugh!" Kanako shoved her, her face red. "I don't need your help satisfying him, Mom! H-He's just a little big, that's all! And so hard... and pulsing so fiercely... it's so hot and heavy, a-and I can feel his cum trying to pillage my-"

"I get it." Ceroba pats her abdomen, causing a small sputter of essence to escape her. "I do, trust me. It's intense."

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Chujin lay prone as Izuku laid into him, his large fuzzy femboy ass feeling quite tight and plesant to pound into.

"Look at him go." Kanako said. She and her mother fingered themselves together. "Dad's cumming every time Daddy nudges his prostate with his fat cock."

Ceroba moans. "I wanna suck him dry."

"Which one?" 

"Yes."

*

The Ketsukane's were exhausted now. With their holes stuffed, they teamed up to tend to Izuku's phallus with their mouths, with Ceroba in the middle, teasing his urethra with her tongue. Kanako and Chujin were on the left and right, licking at his shaft hungrily.

"You know," Chujin said. "It'll probably be a good while before you decide to come play with us again. We can't have that, can we?" 

"You're right!" Kanako says. "Maybe we can seduce him by taking on a more whorish appearance? I mean, who's gonna complain?"

Ceroba temporarily stops sucking Izuku and pushes her family's heads toward his crotch. "You're mouths are better suited for sucking dick than for pointless chatter."

"Ugh, fine. You're no fun, Mama."