Shrinking Hero: Deku (Fart FETISH)

First Shrunken Adventure

The helmet

First suit was a simple diver wetsuit. It gave him enough warmth to walk around. 

He learned his strength at this scale was different and also realized he could kill someone if he tried to punch a villain.

Izuku was walking through the house when he saw Mitsuki walking by. She was carrying a laundry basket and didn't see him. Her foot came down towards him and he was too afraid he couldn't move.

When her foot landed on him he noticed he was knocked over sure but he wasn't crushed. 'Right. Density.'

He walked to the living room and saw the TV on and a bag of chips. Izuku grabbed a chip and jumped to the couch. He opened his mask and bit it. Quickly closing it and chewing his snack.

"Finally get to relax." The sound of Katsumi stomping over shook him.

She had a bottle of sports drink and was in a pair of shorts and a sports bra. She plopped down on the couch and Izuku was face to face with her plump derriere. Body to face more accurately.

He honestly hadn't seen much of Katsumi since he started Kayaba Akihiko Tech. Katsumi looked good. Her chest was a small B and her hips were showing the early signs of Mitsuki's colossal money maker.

He had decided not to move since he didn't want Katsumi to know about this. She smashed his first idea of a powered armored suit and burned those notes.

"Damn extras always pissing me off." She muttered, grinding her butt into the couch. 

After a few minutes Katsumi let out a small fart and sighed. "What is Deku's obsession with farting? They stink and are gross but he seems just as obsessed with them as he is with quirks. The hag doesn't help by blasting him so much. Does she get off when she does it?"

Mitsuki had been using him as a vacuum to stop her Bio hazard of an ass from spreading. The smelled good, to him at least. 'Did Kacchan smell as good?'

Izuku heard her groan and then heard another rumbling. "That curry is damn good though."

Another dry fart hit him in the face and he realized his suit was air tight. He opened his mask and checked, yep he was too small to smell them. He was a little disappointed. Katsumi always ate the spiciest things.

The suit's air tank wasn't full when he first shrank so around 30 minutes into the show he ran out of air.

He took the last breath and opened his helmet. Slowly exhausting to conserve the last of his air.

'Why am I so obsessed with this?' Izuku thought as the warmth once again covered him.

He started seeing spots when Katsumi's stomach growled and ripped the loudest fart he'd ever heard from her. Katsumi got up without a word and headed to the bathroom.

Izuku grew to full size and took a deep breath. The smell of leftover curry from last night seasoned with ghost peppers hit his nose and he had lay there in a trance at the smell. 

He knew what he wanted in life in addition to being a hero.

"Next upgrade. Air re-intake and figuring out how to smell in the suit." Izuku said. He got up and headed to his room.

His dreams that night were blessed by scenarios of Katsumi's butt. A queen of stink and explosions.

It was here he realized he had a fart fetish.