"Hey, I'm Izuku Midoriya, and this is my story on how I ended up fucking a fruit.
More specifically, my hero course classmate Minerva Mineta.
It all started during the USJ Incident."
'How could this day get any worse,' were the thoughts rushing through the Izuku's head. Here he was, finally able to get into the best school to follow his dream of becoming a hero, showed his douchebag of a childhood friend that he couldn't boss him around anymore, and was looking to have a bright path ahead of him. Then this shit happens!
A shitton of villains attacks, Thirteen got manhandled within seconds, and everyone got separated from a tricky misty boy. Now he was stuck on a ship with an apathetic-looking frog, his classmate Tsumaru Asui, and a horny shortstack grape, his other classmate and soon-to-be nutty buddy, Minerva Mineta.
Tsumaru, a boy with a more slim build and short-length green hair, possessing the quirk of doing whatever a frog can do. While at first Izuku questioned how useful a quirk like that could be, he quickly saw his ignorance when he was thrashing helplessly in the lake like a fish out of water(ironic as it may sound) as he was being attacked being shark-villain, and the one who saved him was Froppy. He was quick to assess the situation and discuss ways to escape by explaining their quirks, seeing what they can come up with.
Minerva on the other hand was another issue. Besides being a sexual deviant whose thirst level is so high that desert wanderers will look like drowning victims in comparison, she wasn't going to be much help combat-wise. With her short stature, the fact that she was already a tap away from pissing herself from looking at the villain, and a relatively weak quirk that hurts her when overused. There wasn't much she could do to help in escaping the situation they were in.
Then there was him. He didn't have many options either.
Izuku could use the raw power of One for All, but then he would be a dead fish in the water because he'll lose the use of one of his arms. Considering the situation with no knowledge of when back-up will get here, he needed to minimize any damage he'll take, or else he'll become the burden of the team and there's only some much Tsumaru can carry for this team. Besides, Recovery Bro will throw a fit if he destroys his body so quickly after the nurse had just healed him from his fight with Katsumi.
He did have another option he could, but he hadn't taken the testing to the extent he's going to need for this plan.
'I don't have the time to think this over forever.'
"Midoriya," Tsumaru called out, getting the boy's attention, "You're doing that mumbling thing again."
Izuku looked down to see he was in his signature thinker pose, breaking out of it he said, "O-oh sorry about that."
With his unmoving expression, he said, "I assume you've thought of some plan to get us out of here. If you do let us hear it, it may not be the best but we can work through it."
"Please tell me you thought of something," cried Minerva, she was practically dangling over the rails to look down at the villains below, "Anything is better than standing here waiting for our doom!"
"You could help as well instead of being a damsel in distress. And get down before you fall over, I can't help you if you're mauled half to death by them," commented Tsumaru, using his tongue to wrap around Minerva to pull her away before she got herself killed.
Izuku was silently thankful for Tsumaru, as Minerva was leaning pretty hard on that railing. It let the boys see under her teacup-shaped skirt and get a view of her surprisingly well-packed backside through her purple skin-tight pants. When Izuku turned away midconversation, half covering his face, Tsumaru quickly caught on to what was happening. Their lives were in danger and they needed their brains in full capacity to escape, this was no time to be horny.
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Irresistible Comfort Fruit
FanfictionEveryone has a guilty pleasure. We're usually not proud of them when we partake in it, will hide of ever doing it to everyone else, and will tell ourselves repeatedly that we'll never do it again. But then we do. In Izuku's case, his guilty pleasure...