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Mommy needs me! Final Chapter

You inherited to your Aunts farm after she passed from cancer. But you don’t know also inherited giant Mothman-manchild, who is pissing and jizzing everywhere in your house.

A world full of quirks scares and changes everything for you. Life in a quirk habitat, Shigaraki's old nest, was not easy. You start to learn what it really means to be a mother. To be in love with Shigaraki as he creates a family around you. It is annoying when no one tells you when you will be going home, escaping the grasp of the yakuza, Master, and the cops.

Warning: Yandere Mothman Shigaraki, offensive language, violence, mommy kink, references to knotting, piss and lactation, and drug use

(chapter 5: prev)

Final Chapter:

All mine, Shigaraki thought in pleasure.

Cradling his Mommy close. You are still worn out from too much sleep, the coma leaving you weak. The little grub barley has grown. Shigaraki is nuzzling and loving you. You are carrying his grub. Mommy is pregnant with his child. He will be the man of the hive. He will do better. Gain more power. More power. If he has a son, he will have the power to keep him in line. Preventing the grub from trying to steal you for a viable mate. He grinned maniacally at these sweet thoughts. Finally, one plan was working.

Shigaraki growls and holds you tighter. He will be more powerful than his original Father. That is something he has learned. Power is all that matters. He might not be the strongest, smartest, or nicest. But he is the most powerful and that makes him better than his weak, pathetic, broken Father. His claws run through your hair, and you make sweet whimpers of pain in your sleep, so close to your whimpers of pleasure. Fuck! It was making him hard. His cock grew painfully erect. His seed leaking on your belly and hips. He just wanted a female. Power. It was only natural.

He loves this. Having a female to rut, to scent, to love. A female is power. He has the best Mommy. Therefore, he is already the most powerful. He looks at the camera in the corner. Master, he mentally seethes. He left because he recognized how weak he would be with Master who was trying to replace his original Father. He was grateful for not being "exterminated" like the other test subjects. Especially after he ended his family. As grateful as he is to Master, he will not let him have his Mommy. Your eyes flutter, and he chirps sharply to encourage you to wake up. He is on you when you groan and sit up, licking and nuzzling with coos at your smooth neck.

"Not this morning, Shiggy," you groan. Throwing your arm over your eyes, absently smearing his cum on you. Not that there was a lot of light here, you just wanted get your sex fiend of a baby boy off you for a moment. Shiggy is horny all the time. He's become more demanding since you've woken up. To the point, you want to snap at him like an annoying three-year-old. Worse, a bratty three-year-old, that knew so many ways to kill a person. He could touch and turn you to dust, drop you from the sky, or tear you in half with his claws. In your case, it was fuck you to death. You manage to sit up with him with pawing all over you.

You pull on the white shirt and panties the asshole in charge gave you. So magnanimous, you think sarcastically. Some part of you thinks the "Master" is a giant pervert getting off on watching Shigaraki hump you into oblivion. You feel the light tug and touch of Shiggy's claws. He's been helping you in your weakened state, fussing over you like a child in charge. Finishing with helping you put on clothes by caressing both breasts, tweaking the nipples, and trilling. The way Shiggy sucks at your chest, sometimes you wonder if he's happy your pregnant so he can use you as a food source again. You look towards the well-hidden camera in the corner and flip it off. Shiggy peels hissy laughter. Ignoring him while you stretch, trying to stiffly stand, you lightly smack his hands away. The two of you have had nothing but time on your hands.

"Mommy is angry this morning. Need more big boy time, make happy. I can make Mommy feel good," He laughed. He chirps and helps you stand on your wobbly legs. The way he stares at you with total devotion for so little praise forces you to be a better person. All you wanted was more of that look of worship. The time you spend together, weak and helpless, you start teaching Shiggy English. It was incredibly frustrating. You had to learn to be patient and teach him things. He was an eager student and proud of his pronunciation. All your spare time not doing essential functions is playing cards. Shigaraki beats you every time. It added to your frustration.

"I'm starving," you announce to the room, ignoring him. Shiggy growls in displeasure.

"Tests today. Many tests. Only liquid. Father says only liquid diet and water. They have not delivered mail," Shiggy struggles to say. Snorting in self-scolding, short little deep puffs in irritation, fluff from his collar float in the air as he scratches his. You reach out and stop him with a tender touch to the back of his hand. Shiggy wanted to please you.

"Thanks for reminding me. You will be the best, Daddy," you smile. He trills with a ruffle, his entire body shuddering in bliss. He rose like a dominating monolith to loom.

"Sun time. Drink water during the sun time," He demands. Falling into hisses and growls as he scoops you up to carry you to the nest entrance. You can't help it. Your heart pounds like a wild bird caged. When you first woke up confused, Shiggy did everything. He still does everything, not letting you be independent in this habitat. It's not like you could with how weak and how it's set up for someone with wings.

"Eeep!" You cringe and shriek. The look on his face tells you all. A cocky leer splits his face. A mischievous glint in his eye, that smirk dancing at his lips, tells you the tables flipped since he can navigate this world. You must hold onto him as he swings like Tarzan from the habitats nest. You squeeze your eyes shut and pretend you are not plummeting to the earth. Remembering childhood games and mumbling the prayer light as a feather, beseeching he won't drop you each time before he lands with a light jolt. He spreads his wings at the last moment landing softly.

"Soft as a leaf," he laughed.

"Yes, Little Mommy is light. Light and scared. Needs strong male. Needs me. Look. Mommy is light as a feather. Look. Look. Mommy needs only ten minutes in the sun. Then back to nest," he smirked. He is very proud of himself. He was cute like this, so cute you forgot briefly that you were trapped in a fake world. Living in the largest nest hanging from a tree you have ever seen. When you were young, you wanted a tree house. You can see now how stupid and problematic that was without wings.

The white shirt you wear clings to your curves, your hair has grown, and it cascades down your back in soft waves. Standing in a sun-drenched section of the enclosure, the light streaming through the windows cast a warm glow on your skin. Shiggy watches you anxiously from the edge. He does not like the sun and is careful to protect his sensitive eyes. He trills when he pushes a large glass of water toward you. It sparkles like diamonds in the sunlight.

You hold a tall glass of clear, sparkling water in one hand. Brings it to your lips, sipping it slowly and letting a few drops spill down your chin and onto your chest, Eyes half-closed in a seductive gaze as you savor the refreshing liquid.

Shiggy watches water droplets trickle down your neck and between your breasts, creating a tantalizing sight. The water soaking your shirt creates a peek-a-boo effect that hitches his breath. Your breathing quickens as you take another sip, lips curling into a satisfied smile, tilting your head back, letting the last water slide down your throat before setting the glass aside. You stand there for a moment, basking in the sun's warmth and the moment's pleasure. When you hear a pathetic whine, come from the shadows.

"Mommy, please. I don't know why. I feel hot. My body is out of control. My heart pounds. My skin itch. Want Mommy. It's painful. Mommy, please," he begged. Thick hard cock in hand, he slowly strokes his oozing length panting and drooling. When you walked to him, he fell to his knees, running your fingers through his hair. He looked up at you with a face full of pained desire. You could feel your heart breaking for him.

"Your speech is getting much better. My poor baby, you deserve a reward," you whisper.

Without another word, you knelt in front of him and took his length in your mouth. He tenses in surprise and need, leaning back, claws digging into the ground.

"Good, Mommy," he moans, eyes rolling. You could feel the warmth of his skin as you wrapped your lips around his cock, slowly licking and sucking it. He sighed with pleasure, lightly bucking, hitting the back of your throat. The sensations of gentle teasing were too intense and passionate. The feeling of the warm, wet mouth around his penis was incredible. The feel of your tongue and lips moving up and down is incredibly gratifying. He shuddered when your tongue teased his tip. He drank deep of all the senses you are creating. The warmth, wetness, and movement were exciting and satisfying. Hot precum slid down your throat as you relaxed and took more of him. He was so big you worried you would choke on his cock. You could feel the tension in his body melting away as you pleasured him. His face, in painful rapture, was slowly disappearing in his fluffy collar. Three fingers fist your hair, whimpering little, "Ah, ah, ah."

It's hard to breathe with a throat full of cock. You can feel his pulse against your velvety tongue. His grip tightens as he pulls you away, and jets of hot cum shoot down your throat, constricting on his knot as he pulls you away from his knot. The knot gets to be the size of a grapefruit. You are grateful for that. Not grateful for his very salty heady flavor. But your stomach appreciates the gift. His body thrums and flutters, his head thrown back as he growls his pleasure. When he finally stops cumming, you hold him close, letting him know he isn't alone. He pants and keens. You lay with him in the shade of the enormous trees. Suddenly he bolts up. Hissing and fluttering in a tizzy. His cock glistened with your spit and dripping cum. His red hot knot prevented him from retracting his twitching dick.

"Spit! Spit! Bad Mommy! Spit it out!" He demanded. Shoving his thumbs in and opening your mouth wide. Irate when you laughed and playfully shoved him.

"Liquid diet. Don't worry! It won't hurt the grub," you giggle. You gently caress his cheek, running a thumb over the scar on his lips. Your eyelids are heavy with adoration, "You are so protective. I didn't appreciate it before. But after all the scars we both carry. I understand you are amazing."

His body trembles under your touch. Your words knit into the fabric of his soul. You have never heard this keening hiss. His eyes are large and watery before he squeezes them tight, scrunching himself in his ruff.

"Mommy can never disappear. I love you. I love Mommy. You are mine. All are mine. My scent spread. Confusing. I should take all females that are mine. More power. I want to be a good big boy. I will only take the ones I know," Shiggy said cryptically.

"What are you talking about? Can you try again with more words?" You ask him patiently. He shakes his head no like he is coming out of a lust fog.

"Time to see, Father. No, argue," he growled. You are not an expert, but you worry when you look down at your stomach. Am I bloated, or is this thing growing fast? You wonder as you touch the bump forming there.

"That's a good idea," you say, letting him pick you up and carry you to the exit. He stands there holding you and growing visibly agitated, and he takes several swipes to scratch around his eyes.

"Hey! We know you see us. Open up. We have an appointment!" You shout at the door. A crackle of the speaker before the nasty old doctor tickles in.

"We are in the middle of a discussion. You can wait," Ujiko snarked.

"No, we can't. I am about to pee myself," you shot back. The doors immediately open to your shock, "Oh, I should have threatened with that before."

Squirming out of Shiggy's grip, you squealed and ran at Tanaka into a bear hug. She feels too thin to you. Tanaka grunts when you squeeze her too tight, stiffing in shock.

"Oh, we're doing this. We hug now. We're huggers?" Tanaka asks in her monotone. Shigaraki nuzzled Tanaka's hand.

"Absolutely, you bitch. Anyone who saves my life gets a hug," you laugh. A bubble of emotions turns that laugh into blubbering. Tanaka blushes and hugs you back. A low, ominous growl came from Shiggy. Tanaka pushes you away with her hands raised and shakes her head at him while you wipe away tears with the back of your hand.

"Calm down. It's not like that. What title do I get after this? If I die because my title is 'Father,' then I don't want it," Tanaka said, pointing at your belly.

"Is nature to protect mate, to protect Mommy, against everything. I will be a good boy, Father," Shiggy hissed. His claws dug into the floor, not wanting to be scorned by you or Father over scratching his flesh. Mommy likes a full ruff, he reminded himself.

"I really do need to pee. I can feel my teeth swimming," you announce, crossing your legs. The pressure on my bladder mounts when you feel movement. Making you squeal in surprise and need.

"Don't go in here. I will never hear the end of it. The bathroom is-ah," Tanaka yelped.

"Show me!" you yelled when you yanked her in the direction she was looking at. Shiggy on your heels, "No! You stay here. Only ladies!" Giving his chest a rough shove to step back. You run to the toilet, sighing in relief. You didn't bother to shut the door.

"I don't thi-hey, whoa," Tanaka said, turning her back and blushing more furiously when she caught a glimpse of you pulling your panties down, "I don't think that would work to keep him out if he really wanted to come in. What is with this ladies-only nonsense? This isn't a gentrified bathroom?" You roll your eyes at her.

"Obvi. He doesn't know that, and he will do what I say. I just wanted to have a conversation with you without cameras. I swear I had an out-of-body experience. I think I forced a guy on the wall to change his attention to other people. I know that sounds insane. I can't explain it," you say in a rush. Tanaka is mumbling to herself over what you said.

"Did you experience while you were in the induced coma?" Tanaka asked, biting her lip in concern. Drying your hands, you consider it. Little glimpses between the darkness. Mostly the horrible stench of Shigaraki's musk and his whimpering. You tell Tanaka this and shift from foot to foot. More mumbling to herself as you roll your eyes again.

"Are you going to tell me the plan?" You ask. Crossing your arms. Staring at yourself in the mirror. The woman looking back looks like a stranger. You look shallow and too thin also.

"The plan is for you to let Shigaraki and myself care for you. Stay out of trouble. Do whatever they want and keep your head down. You need a lot of tests. A lot of monitoring. You are still in critical care. You don't have to be a doctor to see that baby is growing too quickly," Tanaka says sternly. She turns on the hot water. Steaming the mirror where she writes mic. Hide in rooms next-door, before lunch, for four days. She erases and writes your quirk. Do not tell anyone. She quickly wipes the mirror clean of any traces of the message. You turn and lift your shirt enough to see the carvings in your flesh have healed. But you still have a reminder of hell. You let your shirt drop. You have no idea how you will get to those rooms.

"I understand. Thank you for saving me. I didn't think it would turn out this way," you say, melancholy. Your fingers twisting the hem of your shirt. You have never felt so useless in all your life. Now it's Tanaka's turn to roll her eyes.

"My god, woman. It's what we do for family. And as much as I despise saying this. You guys have been more like family to me than anyone. I always go along with animals better. But you two keep me on my toes enough to always keep my interest," Tanaka said. She was surprisingly humble. You think as you both leave to have tests run. You hate the little shit Doctor Ujiko. You are so happy that Shiggy stays by your side. It keeps the doctor from touching you. That was thoroughly explained to you about How grateful you should be locked up in an experiment cage. They would have kept you in a filthy cage or killed you if Shiggy didn't threaten to escape and Tanaka seduced with data. If Shigaraki didn't threaten to destroy everything he saw if something happened to his grub. If Shiggy had left your side, they would have kept you in a coma until after you birthed.

While they say these things to you, you grit your teeth and feel on edge. A painful need for relief eats at you. All you can think of is the drugs. These monsters want to cage you only after risking your life in an induced coma wouldn't keep their favorite slave compliant. You hated them. You hated the Yakuza, and you hated Master and his disgusting people. You hated them for how they treated your Shiggy. You hated them for how they treated you. You hated how they made Tanaka interested in them. With no drugs, by the way! Unable to enjoy sex! They dumped me in a nest and left me in pain and hungry! Your brain screamed. It was so loud in the lab. Your nails digging into your palms, nerves on fire, as you swallow their shit to survive. When you were questioned by Ujiko, you acted like a broken doll. You feel shattered. Saying things you don't believe or care about, to live one more day in pain.

"Thank you so much!" you beamed. The whole while, your mind screamed for your happy hour. That Chronos is worth it for your six-pack. Finally, that voice has quieted down as your rage grows.

"Well, one good thing to come out of this shit is that I learned enough about quirks. I might be able to deliver this unknown entity," Tanaka said, holding a scanning wand.

"Call it a baby, please," you said.

“A grub,” Shigaraki hissed.

"A grub indeed," Tanaka said with wide eyes showing Doctor Ujiko the ultrasound.

"That's normal. She is developing at a normal rate for Tomura's kind. Remarkable. You must undergo several injections to make up for the vitamin deficiencies. Still, this little parasite is coming along well. What a giving mother," Ujiko laughed.

"Grub," Shigaraki corrected with a low hiss. Tanaka injected you with vitamins and other medications. Drawing blood. All the while arguing with the Ujiko.

"I told you I am a veterinarian. Not a virologist," Tanaka growled.

"This will be interesting. The quirk virus is spreading rapidly. It will be interesting to see how it affects the grub. We are almost guaranteed a variant or another decay quirk since Tomura's genes appear dominant. Look at the pronounced spinal column. That will become an exoskeleton when he's older," Ujiko said.

"Wait, how does quirk work then? There needs to be more literature on it. Clearly, you've been genetically manipulating Shigaraki…um…Tomura,” Tanaka asked.

"Excuse me!" you interrupted, "I'm having a boy?" Shiggy was trilling and keening with joy at your belly. Jerking in shock when the baby writhes in response. Your teeth are clenched, knuckles white as your nails dig into the sable leather of the table.

"Oh yeah, it's a boy. Ujiko, will he have external genitals, unlike Daddy over there?" Tanaka was asking when you felt something mentally snap in you.

"Can I see?" you ground out. Close to biting Ujiko's throat open. You love Tanaka. Ujiko saw you as a thing to use and made it obvious. Tanaka's eyes darted as she pivoted the ultrasound to you. Tanaka turned bright red as she pointed to parts."

"This has a penis…..see," She points, looking away from you with a red face from the significant dangly bits of the baby. Your eyes widen. How is that supposed to be inside your baby? There is no room in your baby to hold that thing! Shiggy was fiercely proud.

"Just like Daddy. He will grow with," Shiggy chuckled.

You mentally smack yourself when you realize Shiggy manages just fine. Once you get past the huge cock and balls, his ball, you correct. With a skull, fingers, and scrunched-up legs. It is your baby. Yours. Your hands shake this time not from need, by from the redirect to kill all threats to this precious thing. Tanaka was sucking on a vape pen. Ujiko had stepped back from striking distance. Your hands are shaking as you stare at your ultrasound. They could not deny you this. He is yours. He is not entirely human looking, and you crave destruction or relief. But this is yours. This is your new addiction.

You didn't know you moved to grip the screen. To burn your son's distorted image in your memory for all time. He was not human. This must be how the first mother of a quirk baby felt. Sad your son will never be normal. But that didn't matter because it was your job to make him always feel loved. Technology has advanced enough that you see details no mother before could understand. The stubby outline of sprouting wings. The sharp pronounced spine and shoulders, stubby fat arms and legs. Their sharp edges are wholly inhuman. The eyes are too large for even Shiggy. Small leaf-shaped feelers pulled back on his large head. What you saw was a god growing in you. The outside world will never understand how special he is and how you are for being blessed with him.

"Shin," you breathe. Everyone freezes. Shigaraki chirps and nuzzles.

"Shin it is. I like. Shinnnnn," Shigaraki purred to your bump. His claws prickle at your flesh as he rubs tenderly with three fingers.

"Most of Tomura's genetic makeup was selected and picked from the test subjects. Quirks are inherited from the parents. Tomura was a variant. His grandmother had wings, and her subsequent children became more insect heteromorph. As we continued to breed that line, we added more little tweaks to his quirk. Shame about his family," Ujiko said.

"What happened to his family?" You asked. Shigaraki loomed, yanking you away from the table with a nasty hiss.

"Enough! Time to eat and rest. Take tube bag out, now," He growled, pointing at the IV.

"No. I am feeling better. Let me visit with Dr. Tanaka," you begged.

He gave in. It is concerning that he knows he could control your life this much. He did not look well. He was fidgeting and twitching like his skin was crawling with ants. Tanaka wasn't looking great, either. But once she was vaping and talking about all the exciting things, she learned about quirks. Now that you have one, you need to understand it, and it's irritating Shiggy won't be patient. Shiggy twitched in mounting boredom. He spent his time hissing anytime Dr. Ujiko came close. The more Tanaka talked and vaped, the healthier she appeared and livelier. Something was endearing and unsettling about it. You have had conversations with her in the past, whole nights sometimes, about the most ordinary things. One time it was about the best kind of chocolate chip cookie. The debate over crispy versus chewy was intense. You preferred chewy, which is the correct answer, but Tanaka took a hard stance.

"Your opinion is mute when considering whether it is chewy or crispy. You would still use milk!" She shouted. You had to laugh because you have never seen her so worked up, "In fact. Real facts! A crispy cookie is drier and therefore absorbs milk faster."

The argument stopped when you felt like you would die laughing. Shiggy snorted between you two, unable to fully understand since his position was all cookies are good. Females are insane and would like cookies and bourbon now. Pleasant memories as Shiggy brings you to the present, ripping the needle from your arm as he carries you back to the horrid habitat. You wanted to rage at him. He was pacing. His mumbles sounded dark. How do you go about this in a way that will be the least harmful to everyone?

"Shiggy, I am unhappy," you sigh, mentally and physically. Instantly he is by your side.

"Mommy needs food? Yes? Make them give us food," he growled. You gripped his wrist. He froze like your hand was a dangerous weapon, looking at you in confusion with a layer of obsession that made your heart beat faster. Loyal and loving. That was different in survival and the business world. But here he is, raised like a caged animal, doing something you struggle with.

"Shiggy. I have not seen Tanaka in a long time. I was looking forward to seeing her. You knew this, and yet you took me away. It was unkind to us both. Tell me why?" you asked at your limit with him. His eyes widened, and he twitched, eyes narrowing while his feelers dropped before his expression relaxed into unpleasant acceptance.

"Females are precious. Females are power. A chance to live on. I wanted my sister. Father thought I was stupid. Not able to care for a female. When sister told I was seducing. He punished me. This time I thought to death. I used quirk for the first time. Killed everyone. I regret the females and the others. Not Father. I was happy to kill him. He taught valuable lessons," Shiggy nodded solemnly in contemplation. Your knee-jerk reaction was not your best moment.

"I am sorry for what you went through. But you are not killing our son," you snarled at him. Wrapping your arms around your belly and glaring at him. He chirped. A beautiful shudder cascaded over his body, his muscles popping out, before he pounced quickly, pressing you down. Panting with heavy lids. You are confused why he is suddenly aroused.

"Such (pant) a good mommy (pant) mine! Want to be in you! Mommy, please. Fuck. I want to feel sweet, Mommy. Big boy time," he begged. You gripped his hair and antennae, making him snarl, shivering in desire and pain.

"No! You promise me you will not kill our grubs or have sex with them. No bad boy touches on our grubs. Promise me, and you can have big boy time," you demanded. His cock grinds on your hip as the panties easily tear away. He chirped, licking your wrist, his long tongue grazing your lips. His red eyes burn into yours.

"I promise. No need to. I have Mommy. I will not hurt grub. Big boy time, now. I will make it good," he begged sweetly. You hesitantly released his ruff. Already questioning his wording.

"Ok. That is an unbreakable promise," you gasped. He thrusted himself deep and hard into you. He was unbelievably quick. Vibrating and shuddering as hot cum leaks from you. He carefully ensured he had not knotted as he slumped over you, gasping for air.

"Better than mine. Better Mommy than mine," his hot breath fanned over your neck. You held him close before you answered.

"Wasn't she also your dad's sister or mother?" You asked. You can feel him tense, "You don't have to do that. Our grub will have options. There is a world full of women." He pulls away aggressively. Refusing to look at you.

"What options? Look at me. Look at the outside world. I will no argue. I will be better. Already have a female chosen for Shin," he rasped.

"What? Who?" You bolted upright at this horrible news. Your heart slammed in fear and shock. Shiggy jumped out of the nest with ease. Leaving you to wonder.

"I get food," he hissed over his shoulder. Shiggy mulled over your words. What kind of options will his boy have? He sought Father's wisdom. Shigaraki did not like Mommy's smell. It was sad. He hated Tanaka's smell. It was growing again, and he pleaded with her to stop smoking.

"Don't give me that look. I already have it. Might as well. What difference does it make now?" Tanaka vaped, rolling her eyes.

"Mommy is questioning," he growled. Scratching his ruff, fluff flying in the air.

"Well, we will cross that bridge when we have to. Avoid the subject in the meantime. We have bigger things to worry about. Just be sure to do your part and ensure she is safe," Tanaka sighed. Shigaraki shrugs, waiting for the food and for Tanaka to finish the vitamin supplement injection.

"None will understand. You are not hearing me," he growled, scratching himself with both hands in irritation at Father's calm. Tanaka put the injection on the tray. Shaking her head.

"You're right. None of us will understand what you went through or what life was like. My mother was a real bitch. But when she died, I cried. The point is your experiences and interpretation of those experiences are the only individualism that exists, so cherish and grow from them," She turns to Shigaraki, "Your new Mommy did not reject you or your grub even after you confessed to killing your family. Go forward, one step at a time. We will learn and grow together. We will all be a happy family. A happy family. Give me four days and our family will be good. "

Shigaraki jabbed his Mommy in the ass with the needle. He can come and go as he pleases. Master can not keep him here. He chooses to stay for his grub. Happy family was code. Code that Tanaka knew everything she needed to keep Mommy and the grub healthy. Growing together meant it was time to leave. The pressure of change has been molding him into something else. He wrapped his arms around you. The first solid food you had in weeks, and you can't enjoy it. The sandwich rolls in your mouth like a pasty lump in a cement truck.

"Do you love me? Are you going to create some kind of harem? Am I Mommy because I was convenient? I just... I just don't know what I'm doing anymore. What am I really? Am I just your mommy replacement? Is that all I am to you?" you asked, tossing the sandwich back on the tray. Shiggy chirps and nuzzles the side of your head.

"Just? Just? Mommy is most important. I love you. I chose because you are kind. Filled with love, grief, and sadness. We dwell in the same house in all things. I saw a scared woman who looked at me with wonder and care. I do not know what I would be without you. I do not need more than you," he inhales your scent deeply. You reach up and touch the scars around his eyes. He leans into your touch, and tears drip from you freely.

"You're speaking so well," You mumble around tears.

"I have the best mommy," he purred.

"You're right. We make our own family. We have each other, and everything else can go fuck themselves. My Aunt said, "Please take care of him. He needs you" I feel she left the rest unsaid for me to figure out. I needed you. I love you. I'm sorry I brought this mess down on us," You wept. Shiggy's wings fold over you.

"Family takes care of family. You no sorry to me," he moaned. Nuzzling and kissing your neck, "Your neck is so smooth and exposed." His kisses turn into lustful whimpers. The ache of drugs fades as you push him down and climb over him. Straddling him between your thighs.

"Lay back like a good boy," you direct him. He nodded, laying back. Closing his eyes, trilling when you wrap your fingers around his leaking cock. Slowly lowering on his length, filling you to the brim. Shiggy trilled, his muscles rippling as he arched up into you, pressing against your cervix. The room was filled with the sound of passionate moans and rumbling purrs. You moved your hips in a slow, sensual rhythm, hands pressed against his chest, vibrating down to his center. Increasing the intensity of your movements. Shiggy's eyes were blissfully closed as he felt your body move against his, his feelers drooping and shivering. His length gliding and grinding all your sweet spots.

The heat between you was palpable, and you felt your desire rising with each thrust. Shiggy could feel his arousal growing, his cock growing swelling and growing hotter. It only made you more revived. Moving faster, pushing him closer and closer to the edge of pleasure. Suddenly he gripped your waist, making you yelp in surprise.

"It's ok. I can control my quirk. I would never hurt Mommy," He moaned. Careful to never touch you with all five fingers, even with his new control. Helping you roll your hips, his claws dug a little too deep, painfully close to breaking skin. You gasp for air as your body bounces on his huge cock. Your pleasure builds into hot bliss. He let out a loud snarl as he reached his climax, his knot expanding. Your hips stutter as you cum and clamp down on his knot. Filling so completely as the heat in your core spreads tingles over your body.

Smiling down in satisfaction as his body shudders beneath yours. He chirped, his crimson eyes drinking in your ecstasy, his knot getting bigger. Too big. You squeaked pathetically as the pressure on your bladder became too great. Squirting piss on his lap. Covering your face in embarrassment, stuttering apologies. Screaming in more surprise when you feel his thumb viciously rub your clit. The small circles make your pussy clench and milk him.

"You're dirty!" You pant.

"Say! Say I am good boy," he pants in your ear with a sharp tone, "Say now!"

"Good boy! Mommy's good boy! I love you. You are the best good boy!" You screamed. Shiggy smirks, biting his lip as he continues his relentless pursuit until you racked your nails down his chest and wept in pleasure. He pulled you close and smiled contentedly as you lay in his arms, the grub kicking. You had never felt so alive and so connected to him before. The speaker crackled before the voice interrupted your peace.

"Tomura. When you are done, we would like to talk," Master said. In the background, you can hear Dr. Ujiko screaming about piss and making the Nomu clean the mess. Shiggy wiped down your legs and let you sleep. Grinning, watching you as you snored so loud the nest shook. Shiggy kisses you and goes to see Master. A bucket was splashed over his groan the moment he entered. Marking is forbidden when you reach a certain age. It is bothersome.

"Kai is coming. It is time. Gather your forces. We will utilize the Nomu to return them to their habitats after they capture the new subjects. You have made progress. Your argument for capturing the Yakuza rather than eliminating them was eloquent. Dr. Tanaka is a tremendous boon. I have always known you were special. I am pleased you have proven me correct. Once things are settled, I would like you to take over the project. For that, you will take my power," Master grinned. Tomura Shigaraki trilled. An old form of respect and agreement.

"Will I have access to all the females I desire for my grubs?" Tomura asked, scratching at his ruff. Taking the Master's power was always a thing. At a time, it would have tempted him. That is why he left. He foolishly wanted to prove he had the might to handle Master's power, growing angrier by the second that it was not given to him. His rage went out of control and destroyed the facility. He would come back after he gained more power and control. Only it never happened. The closer he had grown to your Aunt, the less he cared about Master's power and the more he let his instincts take over.

"Naturally. You can create any breeding program you like when you are in charge," Master encouraged.

"I need Eerie. The child is mine. My scent. I want the females to get used to the nest. She will be a good mate for my son," He insisted, with sharp anxious clicks of his teeth.

"Oh, Tomura. I welcome the practice of grooming subjects young. However, we already agreed that Eerie is patient zero. She is your false child. Your DNA in her was manufactured. Her compatibility must be tested before we can give her to your offspring," Master beamed as if teaching a new lesson. Tomura became more agitated.

"My nature does not recognize a false child. My nature senses my child with my scent. It screams my female. Eri's child is mine. We should at least create visit. Get little female used to Mothmen and our ways. Master, do we not agree that legacy is power? Is power, not all that matters?" He asked. Master steepled his fingers.

"I think we can arrange a weekly visit," Master said casually.

"Quit marking in the habitat," Dr. Ujiko huffed.

"Mate is pregnant. If a nest was made for her lower, there would be fewer accidents," Tomura growled.

"We talked about knotting. If you didn't put so much pressure on her bladder, she would have more control," Dr. Ujiko barked.

"Asking not to breathe," Tomura Mumbled.

"If you want healthy grubs, sanitation is key," Ujiko lectured. Tomura Shigaraki. A name that he will accept as his own because he does love Master in his own way, but he is tired of the little mind games. He prefers you. His stupid sweet Mommy never played games like this. He agreed mentally to get back to you quicker, cleansing himself of the dirty deals his Master desperately made, only to be stopped in the hallway by a vaping Tanaka.

"Ujiko won't let me smoke around the equipment. I know I am vaping more but li-Whoa, hello, what are we doing?" Tanaka asked as he sniffed her more deeply. His feelers tickled over her face as he dangerously gripped her too tight and snuffled at her chest. Tanaka stood there stiffly.

"You are sniffing at the wrong tits, kid. Even if I had some kind of interest in whatever this is. There are no tits, just scars, and despair," Tanaka said with strained composure. He narrowed his eyes and released her.

"The sickness is less. Father smells like me. Smell is weaker than child. More you smoke, less I smell sickness," he chittered, confused. Tanaka's mouth fell open before it snapped shut. The vape back at her lips.

"You are saying I have a cancer quirk. That makes sense. I do feel better after I vape. I was around the kid the most other than Overhaul. I can easily test it. I do not like this quirk. We need Overhaul's research to reverse. Cancer quirk. The most fucked up part is I wonder what it says about me? I wonder if I'm dying quicker?" Tanaka started to hyperventilate as she slumped to the floor. Shigaraki was not used to seeing Father doubt herself. Even when Tanaka was afraid, she took action. Shigaraki shifts on all fours to drop to her level. On impulse, he nudged his large head under her limp hand. He trills while she pets him absently, inhaling deeply of the poisonous vapor.

"Not going quickly. We will heal," Shiggy reassured.

"We have to secure Erie at all costs. She is the vector. With her maybe, m-m-m-maybe-" Tanaka was sputtering. This gave him a moment while her brain seemed to process the error. An epiphany. He reached out and caressed her with his feeler, bringing her eyes to him.

"You take the child. Take the child and run far. Do not worry about us. I will take care of Mommy. Mommy is my risibility. How else will I be the Father?" Shiggy chuckled.

"What the hell are you saying?" She asked his retreating form. In the dark hall, she could understand how he could strike fear in those unfamiliar to him. Insects are terrifying.

His eyes glowed ominously as he rasped over his shoulder, "You are no longer Father. Take child and run." He slipped into the darkness, leaving her there sucking on her vape.

He crawled into bed with you, wrapping his limbs and wings around you in warmth and comfort.

"Mommy?" he asks with a low, breathy hitch.

"Yes?" you questioned back, half asleep.

"Do you trust me?" He asked. You didn't have to think about it in your exhaustion.

"You scare me sometimes. Fear is never a hundred percent trust. Sometimes I don't trust you to make the safe decision. Sometimes I don't trust you to respect me. I flat out don't trust you, other people, and especially not men," You snapped at him. He growls and tries to move away. You tsk him and pull him closer. He doesn't resist as you continue, "I can trust you to be brutal and heartwarming. I can trust you to have my back. I can trust you will not hurt me like your family because I can trust your word. You forget I'm new to the relationship stuff. I am very sorry about my reaction to the news about your family. You deserved more trust and understanding. I am sorry for how I reacted. Come on, baby. Let's sleep. I'm tired."

Mommy gives him too much to chew on, he thinks. It gnawed at his mind. He snuggled in close and planned. If he had known what he knows now, he would have started sooner with you.

Two days later, Tanaka's hands are shaking. She can't focus on her microscope. She did not want to ask Ujiko for his help, but it was just them, and she was feeling weaker.

"Ujiko, can you take a look at this?" She asked. Ujiko glimpsed into the microscope.

"Cancer cells. Are they yours?" He asked, eyeing her. She rubbed her eyes, trying not to cry, and reached into her coat for her vape.

"Not in here," Ujiko gruffed.

"Come on, man? I've had a rough week," She opened her eyes to see ancient yen shoved in her face.

"Go to that disgusting machine with the old expired vending snacks. Get some air. I'll have the Nomu take you," Ujiko said. Tanaka took the money.

"Thanks, man. Do you want anything?"

"God, no. Those snacks are older than me."

The best part about the old vending machine was that it had a broken lock case that perfectly fit a cell phone. Casually reaching her hand up to lean on the machine. To the cameras, it looked like she was deciding what she wanted. The Nomu are experiments, and these low-end ones carry out menial tasks. The one helping her has no way to snitch on her. Turning on the phone near the number pad, what popped on her screen made her heart stop and drop into her gut. She quickly pockets the phone, pulls out the money, and the machine eats the cash. She vaped, instantly feeling better. Wondering what did cancer quirk say about her? Munching on the powdery shrimp chips, she returns to the lab without Nomu's help.

"Feeling better?" Ujiko asked with a slight lilt of concern. Prepping a tray to draw Tanaka's blood. She sits down causally and holds out her arm and the bag of chips for him. She slid her hand into her pocket and pressed a button on the phone.

"Yeah, wants some. Not too bad," Tanaka offered him some chips.

"God no," he said, prepping her arm. Ignoring the needle's sting, she tipped the bag to her mouth, "I have been thinking it would be a waste to lose that mind. I can turn you into a Nomu and preserve that brain."

Dr. Ujiko practically vibrated with excitement at the offer. Tanaka knew animals best, and Ujiko was another animal. A complex one, but Ujiko was an animal nonetheless. She looked at the nasty creature he loved the most. He loved Tanaka in his own way.

"Uh….no thanks. I rather not be a reanimated corpse," she stated in her monotone. Ujiko's face twisted in hurt for a moment. She could see he debated arguing, but what would be the point. Once she is dead, he will take her body anyway. Tanaka could see it dance on his features, settling into an evil grin. She thinks of you and how you used sex to get what you want from Shigaraki. She was not good at manipulation, but now is not the time to be a coward, "How is Erie doing? I haven't seen her in a while."

"She is fine. Nomu and Maser are taking the best care of her. I don't understand why everyone is so worried about the brat. They are easy to keep alive," He snarked, examining her blood.

"Who else is concerned for her?" She asked as nonchalantly as possible.

"Tomura has it in his head that Erie is his property because she smells like him," Ujiko gripped.

"Doctor, I find that fascinating. My last five books were on the social structure of animals. I would like to observe Tomura's interaction with what is essentially a coco bird. She is a baby placed in his nest, and he is caring for it. Can I take Erie to see him? I think she will be more relaxed around me, and I can take notes," Tanaka discussed. She watched Ujiko consider it. Tanaka was inspired enough to throw the pity cherry on top of the gooey word sundae she made.

"Can I take her now? Who knows how long I have?" She asked, with the saddest sickly look she could manage. Ujiko chewed his mustache.

"I really enjoyed your book on feral dogs of the underground train. Why not. Life is short," He said. Tanaka hops up to make a beeline for Erie.

"You are going to do it now?" He shouted after her.

"You said, why not? Life is short! Earth is beautiful tonight with popcorn!" She shouted back to him. Let him believe there is a later, she thought, huffing down the hall. Snatching the kid and running to the habitat you stay in, the girl squirms in her arms as she pants and squeezes her tighter.

Shigaraki heard the buzz of the door. It was too early. Groaning when you clung to him, refusing to let him go.

"Ignore it," you whined.

"Could be food," he graveled in his sleepy state. You immediately released and shoved him.

"Go check," you mumble, rolling over. He should be annoyed with you. He knows he can't complain. He wanted it this way. You are entirely dependent on him and treat him like a big boy. Dropping to the ground without having to carry you was lovely. But when he wanted to sleep, he regretted bringing you here. Not that he had a choice. Pregnant and injured, Father demanded, insisting he had no choice. He was shocked to see Father in front of him, briefly wondering if he was dreaming. What are the odds of thinking of someone and having them standing before you?

"We have to go now. The Chisaki gathered themselves quicker than expected. They are on their way here. The cops are hot on their heels. We need to go now. I have the data," Father wheezes. She is carrying the whimpering child, suddenly scared when she hears Chisaki. Something in him made him reach out and brush the hair from her horn.

"Father will keep safe," He trilled. The little girl looked at him with large desperate eyes. He pushed his ex-father back from the door. Father looked taken aback by the action. He points to the camera, "What are you doing here? Go! Waste time telling me. The eye is always watching."

"I am not cancer. A family looks out for each other. I thought I had at least taught you that!" Tanaka burst at him. Before he can answer, the earth trembles. Shit! Why can't one thing go the way it should? This is two days early! He screams mentally. The back rooms are a quick escape, but at this point, they will empty right into a battlefield or trap, "If you run now, you still might make it!"

Shiggy shoved her harder and slammed the door racing to you. There's a good chance no one knows. A tremor in Japan was nothing new. He had to think. How was he going to get you out? He could decay a door. But that would weaken this part of the facility and warn Master. He didn't hold animosity towards Master. He simply cared more about what he made for himself without Master. He shakes you awake, shoving a jug of water in your face.

"Drink!" He snarled.

"Whaaa? No. I'm not thirsty. It's too early for this. Let me sleep," you whined, rolling over.

"Doctor say need more water. Drink," he ordered. When you ignored him, his eyes narrowed, and he drank the entire jug. He knows one thing you have been having a hard time resisting. He leans close, his rough lips brushing against your earlobe. Pressing to your back as you lay on your side away from him.

"Want to do other things?" He asked suggestively.

You felt a thrill of anticipation as look you're your shoulder and watched him, his eyes dark with desire. His hands moved up your legs, caressing your skin as he went, his claws tickling. You shivered in pleasure, breath coming in short gasps. He paused at your hips, a knee forcing your legs to part, his fingers tracing your navel before going and circling around your clit. A warmth spreads through your body, closing your eyes, savoring the sensation. Gasping in hitches as he touched more sensitive spots, his wicked claws grazing your dripping hole. His fingers teased and tantalized you, sending waves of pleasure through your body. He moved closer to you, pressing hard against your ass. You could feel his hardness against your thighs and moaned in anticipation.

"I thought we couldn't anymore because we make a mess," you say. Shiggy pulled his hand away, and you instantly felt regret and loss. I should have kept my mouth shut, you thought. His thumb hooked into your panties.

"We can work around that. Other holes can be fucked," Shigaraki rasped next to your ear. You felt a thrill of excitement when he lathed his velvety tongue up your neck. He spits on his hand, stroking and wetting it before pressing it against your puckering hole.

"Whaa?" you asked in surprise as he entered you. He moved slowly at first, stretching your asshole, his thrusts gentle and teasing. He spits another wade of saliva between you. You squeal in shock. His dick is huge. It stings. Not working up to this kind of stretch is evil. You growl at him as tears prickle your eyes.

"This different. Sucking me in. Gripping the base. Still warm and wet. I am going to cum soon," he groaned. His movements became more urgent, and you felt yourself being taken over by the intensity of the moment instead of the sting. He moved faster and faster, pushing you to the brink of pleasure with each thrust, like the waves on a beach. Your body is trembling with pleasure as he drives into you again and again. Oh god, you are drooling as tingles follow each deep painful stroke.

"Oh god, stop that. I'm about to cum. It hurts," you whimpered, clawing at the nest. Finally, with one final thrust, you both reached climax together. A wave of pleasure crashes over your body. Shiggy had the decency not to knot, but you still ached with bliss and a tinge of disappointment, wanting to be stretched and filled with that knot. His war heat spreads and fills inside as you both lay there panting in exhaustion. He didn't pull out. You are about to roll over and kiss him when he wraps both arms around you and presses you hard up against his knot.

"You are having that water one way or another," Shiggy hissed. Before processing what he said, you feel a torrent of hot liquid invade your intestines. N the crest of your first orgasm, you had another wash over you as Shiggy filled you to the brim.

"Son of a bitch! Bad boy! Very bad boy! Do not piss in me! Oh god," You screamed, gasping from the second orgasm. It oddly felt good until it hit your gut. It roiled, and you could hear Ujiko screaming over the speakers as Shiggy lifted you and rushed you to the front entrance.

"Open it unless you want her to make a mess," he snarled to the camera. The doors instantly parted, and Shigaraki rushed you to the bathroom. But not to the nearby bathroom. You don't know how long to hold it, so this was a horrible surprise. He was moving so fast the wind was whipping your hair.

"Where are we going? What's happening?" you panic with a high pitch squeal when he roughly sets you down on a dingy toilet on the far side of the facility.

"Mommy, safe here. My ally Spinner takes to shelter. Do not leave this spot. I was here when built. Is safe. Stay!" He growled. Stalking away to the lab when a tremor turned into a ground-shaking explosion. Ujiko came over the speakers in a panic.

"The cops and the Yakuza clashed. They are coming for Master. Where is the vector?" Shiggy could hear him huffing and panting to release nomu.

"I know. I signaled my people. I killed child and female doctor. Hid, my mate. I am coming to destroy the lab. Less evidence," Shigaraki growls. Speeding his way to the lab. He had to erase any trace of you, his grubs, Father, and himself. In the chaos, you will slip away. He will eliminate as much of their presence as possible.

"No, not that mind," Ujiko breathed.

"You have less than a minute, then I destroy," He grinned.

After you had emptied your bowels in what you hope you will never remember. You hid in the corner. Jolting in terror every time dust fell from the ceiling and the ground quaked. The woman crouched in the bathroom corner, your heart pounding in your chest. Hearing the faint sounds of shouting and crashing trickling in from outside the door. You didn't know what was happening but knew it was dangerous. Hugging your knees to her chest, trying to make yourself as small as possible. Terrified, stay quiet and still when a whimper escapes you from the most brutal shake. Forcing yourself not to cough from the dust in the air. If you made any noise, whoever was out there might find you. Your baby kicked, and your mind flooded with bright red rage.

How fucking dare everyone. How dare your Aunt for dumping her crimes on you. Making you an accomplice. Your Aunt knew more than you, yet you still found out he was….was…Oh my god, you thought. No wonder they don't trust you with anything. They think you're a moron. It just occurred to you that your Aunt didn't commit a crime. There was no one safe your Aunt could have given Shigaraki to. Ok, your Aunt is a Saint, but how dare Dr. Tanaka and Shigaraki think your too stupid to tell you what the fuck is going on? You were in a coma after being tortured. They could have told you there would be a fight, and it would be ok. This felt like they are winging it. Where was Tanaka? You would love some of those drugs about now.

You crave to be anywhere but here. You felt it. A river of thoughts riptides your body, pulling you away into the darkness of voices. There was a horrid monster shrieking with many voices. You learned to cup your hands over your ears and let the flow carry you. You can search better by keeping the flood of foreign thoughts out of your head. You see the torrent of thoughts and a giant shape fighting that green boy rookie. Shigaraki is arguing when you hear it. A sad whisper that you could feel more than hear. You swim towards it to see Tanaka doing a shit job of comforting the child as Tanaka is gasping on the ground.

"I'm sorry, kid. I wanted to find your new Mommy. Family doesn't leave family behind. If I wasn't so weak and we had just left. We might have made it in time. I have no idea where she is," Tanaka wheezed.

"You're not my mommy?" Erie asked with a sniffle.

"Trust me, kid. You don't want me as a mommy. Your new Mommy is beautiful inside and out. Your new Daddy, well. You will have a good mommy," Tanaka said drolly.

"I'm in the bathroom, not that far!" You screamed. Tanaka wrinkles her brow and looks toward where you are, "Oh my god! I can do this! That way!"

Tanaka grabs the little girl's hand and starts running with her. The ground shakes, and you toss into a wall. Your body slams in real life, Slamming back to your body. You squeaked at the horrible jolt of pain in every joint. Your craving for the warm hug of Kronos drugs makes your joints ache worse. Is this part of it? One of the things Tanaka jabbered about this. All quirks have a negative effect or weakness. No power comes without a cost. All your joints scream in throbbing pain that matches your heartbeat. Your skin itches and crawls. Your track marks feel too hot. How dare they turn you into a junkie. Bracing against the wall, you use it to reach the toilet, where you hopefully peed for the last damn time. Staggering to the door on wobbly knees, you pull it open with a swirl of dust and shout for Tanaka. Her hand comes out of the shadows and falling ceiling to clasp over your mouth.

"Shhhh! I'm here. Take the kid," She gasped. You pull the little girl to you and run to the most reinforced corner. Locking the door, Tanaka collapses next to you and huddles, her lab coat over all of you.

"Hi, sweetie. We are going to leave here. We are going to leave here and live an average life," You soothed the girl, "What's your name? I'm." She cut you off with the most pitiful expression you have ever seen.

"Are you my new mommy?" She asked with a wobble in her voice. You would have run for the hills if it had been a year ago. Terrified and wondering if you are cut out for this job. But the moment you saw her in Tanaka's arms in that hellhole. A strange swelling of your heart made it hard to breathe. You wanted to protect her. You knew she was yours. It was almost the same feeling as Shigaraki. You held her close. She jumped in surprise when she felt Shin kick her. For a brief moment, you saw the look of wonder. She didn't look like she would go comatose in fear. You understand completely. That look is a deeper reflection of your own.

"Yes, baby. I'm your new Mommy. I was at the compound too. We will take care of each other. What's your name?"

"Eri," she sniffled. Staring at your stomach, trembling in your arms

"Eri. What a pretty name. Do you want to listen to the baby? I'm told he makes cute sounds, and I can promise you'll feel him kick," You encouraged Eri. She was hesitant initially, but then Eri melted against your stomach to the light vibrations. You covered her ear because you didn't want her to hear what you had to say.

"What the hell is going on, Tanaka?" You hiss at her.

"Well. Looks like we're going to die. Just wanted to say I loved you. I know I can't do anything about it. Even if we lived, I couldn't do anything about it. Platonic love," Tanaka mumbled in her monotoned way. Something broke in you. You snapped and saw bright red.

"Oh wow. That does not answer my question. That's ok. I know you think I'm dumb. Clearly, you think I'm dumb. Well, I want you to know I am not dumb. I was on track to be CEO of a multimillion-dollar corporation because I am amazing at flow charts. If we had ever discussed the projection numbers of sugar cane transport, I would have shined. I love you too, Dr. High and Mighty," you growled. Tanaka's brow furrows in confusion, and a chuckle escapes her.

"I'm sorry. The Dr. High and Mighty was very cute. I was not expecting that reaction at all. Makes me wish I had my recorder," She said seriously. You gently pull Eri from you. Standing, you walk over to the paper towel dispenser and shove paper down your pants, "Can we discuss what you're doing?"

"Nope. You never bother to tell me anything. I'm getting us out of here," you tell her. Panting, you work yourself up into a need for escape and fear. A sour taste floods your mouth. Eri whimpers in terror, "I'm going to direct people away from us. When I do this, sometimes, I pee myself. I have no idea what I look like when this happens, but don't be scared. I think I did it for weeks and turned out fine."

"What?" Tanka asked. It was the last thing you heard as you clutched at them and used your quirk.

Shigaraki felt you before he heard you. His face was covered in sweat and dirt, slumped over a lab bench. He is wearing a tattered lab coat stained with blood and grime. His hands shook as he concentrated and touched the ground towards the pests entering the lab. That rabbit bitch killed half the Nomu and stole the doctor. He didn't recognize her from the forest or Yazuka, so the doctor was safe. He will be locked up for a few years at most, Shigaraki guessed. The damage to his arm cracked his skin. Blood dripped from his rough hands. His eyes are sunken, and his skin is pale as if he has not slept in days. Just when his wings healed, they were ragged and torn again. Master was fighting his own fight with the cops. He can already smell his defeat.

Shigaraki looks up at the remains of the ceiling, his expression one of exhaustion and destructive elation. Taking a deep breath, he slowly stands up, his body trembling from the effort. He takes a few steps forward and collapses onto the floor, his body too weak to continue. A shout in the distance he could not understand, a tug and prickle at the back of his neck forcing him to turn in another direction. He lays there for a few moments before slowly getting back up and continuing his work. Mommy is right. Mommy is always right. To protect the nest, he needs to be sure Kai is out of the way. Mommy left. He could no longer feel you as he headed toward Kai. That plain green rookie brat was struggling. He wasn't going to be able to bring him down alone.

The man had morphed into an absolute monster. The damn kid was jumping around uncontrollably. Without precise strikes, the dumb kid will die, making bringing down Kai more challenging. The green brat is strong but lacks real skill. Shigaraki hates the sun. He is practically blind in it. But it's predictable where the child will reach his leap's peak. Like a lightning strike, he builds up speed until he is a blur. The wind whipped his hair, stinging his already burning eyes and face. Using his antennae to scent and guide his trajectory. Shigaraki's stomach provides a base to jump from, and the kid's shoes tear at his flesh as Deku flings him back from Kia's swing.

Kia was directly hit. Shigaraki reached out and clung to the massive hand. His claws digging in had no effect. He could still feel the fight in him. The dumb kid was falling again. They needed to end this before the cops decided to go after him next. He lets loose and decays the arm. In an awe-inspiring sight, he spreads his wings wide and dives down from the sky in swirls of dust. His wings create a powerful gust of wind as he plummets toward the ground. Catching the boy who had broken his arm. As they get closer to the ground, his wings spread again to pull them up sharply, creating a powerful lift that propels them back into the sky.

"Who are you?" The kid asked. Screaming over the rush of wind.

"No one. You never saw me. Put the monster down," Shigaraki gaveled to the boy. The boy shuts his gaping mouth and gives him a determined look of a warrior.

"Got it. Drop me from above!" Deku shouted. This child has a blood lust in him that Shigaraki doesn't want to smell near his nest. They circle around, gaining more altitude. He can feel the child's labored breath as the air thinned before he dives again, rolling to the side as Kai heals his arm and sends it swinging at them. It's a thrilling experience to watch and a testament to the strength of human flight. Duke used him as a springboard. This time he went all out and beat Kai down. Their broken bodies lay beside each other. The others are still busy. He lands and looks toward where his Master is. Losing the fight. Master might have learned to use people but never learned how to work with them. That is his downfall, Shigaraki thinks as he searches for the smell on Kai. It smells like Eri, and he will flat-out kill this bastard if he touches his grub. Instead, it came from a tin with blue and red injectors. No better time than the present to test them. He injected Kai with the red one. His mass disappeared as Kai went back to his original form with three men appearing beside him. Kai is barely conscious when he injects him with the blue one. Nothing seemed to happen.

"I think I understand. Red erases quirks, and blue activates them. How useful. I will keep it. I hated your arrogance the most. Your quirk will be a waste to lose. I will leave it. Maybe one day I can take Master's power and make it my own," He graveled when he ripped off Kai's arms and turned them into dust. Kai whimpered, but there wasn't much he could do. He looked at the boy staring back at him with burning anger, his body a broken mess as he panted and heaved. Perhaps the green kid just realized who created all this destruction. Murdering many of his friends and his own people. He is the king of this forest. Maybe it would be better to kill the brat now.

"I never saw you," Deku said suddenly. Shigaraki smirked darkly.

"That is good. Be well. The next time I see. I will kill you," Shigaraki rasped. Turning to find you, he doesn't sense you in the forest. If one thing goes right, that means you are heading toward home. Shigaraki makes a beeline for the darkest deeper part of the woods. He needed a bit of a rest. He should feel something betraying most of the denizens of the former facility, but he doesn't. He latches onto a tree, blending with the shadows and the bark. When he closes his eyes, he hears a sigh of relief that is not his own. He needs just a moment to rest his eyes and his tattered wings.

"He's ok!" You gasped, awake in a new location. The rush of pain is like electricity sizzling your nerve endings. You had astral projected and subtly directed the war in your favor. Making sure Spinner found you and then took you to La Brava and Gentle when Tanaka told you who to locate.

"About damn time. You're in full-blown labor! Push!" Tanaka shouted.

"Whaa?" You questioned, realizing you were in your Aunt's living room. La Brava and Gentle running around. Tanaka looks pale and thin as her hands are in a place you did not think they would ever be.

"I said to push, for fucks sake. If I was ever horny, this killed it. So push. Don't let my sacrifice be in vain.

"We need Shiggy here!" You shout, bolting upright, while a scaled hand pushes you back down. The lizard man blushes and looks away when your eyes land on him.

"I'm Spinner. He would want his mate and grub to be alive and healthy so I will take care of you," He sputtered.

"Please stay here, Mommy. Your quirk hurts you," the little voice of Eri drifted through the pain. You took a deep breath and pushed. It went on like this until you were cussing and cursing Shiggy. May he die for doing this to you. The searing pain radiating from your center. You grit your scream. Feeling like you are being split in two. Pulling out a screeching squirming mass. Drained of all your energy, you slumped against the bed. A bed that is completely ruined, and you will burn it.

"Holy shit! We! Did! It! Blanket. Tie. We have to cut the umbilical cord," Tanaka laughed. A pale figure steps into the room and bites the cord. Tanaka swaddles the baby after checking his airway and wiping him off.

"Here you go, proud daddy," She says, handing Shin over to Shigaraki. He nuzzled the wriggling bundle that hissed at him viciously. Shigaraki smirks at his grub.

"I like title. Daddy. We keep title, elder Tanaka," he growled.

"You made it," you panted in relief. Shigaraki holds you and your grub with a sweet Trill. Quickly passing out. He used the rest of his energy to get here. He trusted these people would watch over him and his kin.

"Our Mommy. I love you," he purred.

"Both of you look like shit," Tanaka said bluntly as her eyes darted between you.

"I am never giving birth," La Brava whispers to Gentle.

Two years later…

"Mine!" Shin screeched repeatedly. Shin knew three words, and he screamed them all day. Waking up from your conversation with La Brava, there was the usual pain and the elation of good news, getting ruined as the screeching reached higher pitches.

"We can share, little brother," Eri says. You sit up in bed, about to shout how sharing is caring when you hear Shigaraki.

"Yes. It is important to care for your future mate, little Mommy," He rasped. You already feel the throbbing of a migraine.

"Shiggy!" You scream. Stomping into the living room. Groaning when your swollen feet howled at you to stop that. Panting in utter rage, you stand in front of him. He stared up and ate a cookie, "Family meeting!"

"Holy fuck. What did you do now?" Tanaka growled, putting on a nicotine patch. Shigaraki shrugged, giving Eri another cookie while Shin was distracted. He sniffed Tanaka and trilled she needed to add another patch. Dabi, Toga, and Spinner trickled in. These guys! You fed them once, and they never left. They did help La Brava and you, but still. You don't know why they are here, and you don't care. You get very cranky after projecting.

"First off. Shiggy, we discussed this. Telling Eri that Shin is her mate is grooming. I will not stand for it. No brainwashing. Eri, honey, you can grow up and be with whoever you want. Your Daddy has lost his damn mind. Clearly, he never wants big boy time ever again," You barked at him.

"What's big boy time?" Eri asked.

"It's fucking," Tanaka says before you can answer. You're mouth drops open as the other three giggled. Shin is babbling and drooling on a cookie.

"What's fucking?" Eri asked.

"It's when-" Tanaka started.

"Tanaka!"

"What? You said you didn't want her brainwashed. I'm giving her straight facts. Subject B is easily flustered with adult topics," Tanaka stated into her recorder to a chorus of laughter. This bitch, you think. The worst part is you know she is actually serious and will write this down in some fucked up paper or book.

"The three of us will do it together. Later. Not right now," You hissed at Tanaka. You rub your temples and plaster on a smile, "I have good news I want to share."

"You're pregnant," Shigaraki said.

"I am not!" You spat at him. But when your eyes connect with him, you see he is not lying.

"Ummmm… how? Haven't you been taking your monthly pill?" Tanaka asked you.

"Bad candy? I ate and replaced with better candy," Shigaraki says while bouncing Shin on his knee.

"We're having a baby!" Toga squealed.

"I'm not giving up my room," Dabi mumbled. You feel like you are going insane.

"Secondly. With over seventy percent of the human population and thirty percent of other mammals showing signs of quirks. Having a quirk is no longer illegal. You guys can wander freely, and our kids don't have to marry each other. No grooming necessary. We can even send Eri to public school with other kids her age. Eri, you can grow up and be whoever you want!" You delivered impatiently. There was a commotion as everyone talked at once.

"Even a criminal?" Dabi asked. The room falls silent to this. Your mind is now settling. You're pregnant and not about to live in hiding anymore. Why is Dabi shitting on this moment? You look to see if Shigaraki would intervene. He gives you the same cold stare.

"I will support my kid in whatever they want to do," you grit out.

"Ok then," Dabi said cheerfully. You were even swept up at the moment. Eri smiled and asked questions enthusiastically. You hugged Tanaka for the first time in two years. She had become paranoid that her quirk might hurt us.

"Tanaka. You can see real professionals and peers. You can be saved," you whispered to her. A strange look crossed her face as she twirled a tin in her robe.

"I can do long-distance research. I don't need to leave that often. The day-to-day stuff can be done in a lab here or over the internet. I can teach the grubs and be by your side forever," Tanaka grins sadly.

The only one who was not interested in the good news was Shigaraki, who gathered up Shin and took him to the nest to nap. He talked to his son in his hissing chittering language, staring at him with the same bright red eyes as Shin drank in his wisdom. It was unusual for one so young to have red eyes at birth. It was another worry.

"Females are fickle. Females are power. In the past, it could only be one male in the female's lives. I learned that you do not have to be the only male. The male that holds their attention is the one that ends up with all the power. Make Eri only look at you. Normally I would encourage you to imprint on your sister. But your mother will not stand for it. Focus on Eri," Shigaraki rasped. Tanaka stood in the doorway.

"Ewy mine," Shin yawned and chirped. His antenna flicks as he curls into Shigaraki's ruff.

"Yes, good boy. Eventually, she will take pity on you and start to love you little by little. Then she will belong to you. The females of this world are soft-hearted and do not understand our nature. They do not understand how our love destroys. We love so much that we kill and destroy to keep our claws dug in. Strangely, our hunger for love makes us want to devour our mate completely. I will suckle at your mother's love until she dies. Even then, she can't escape me. I will follow her," Shigaraki grinned.

"You want Master's power still?" She asked, twirling the tin in her pocket.

He lays Shin down in his nest. When Shigaraki first saw him, he had to stop his instincts from wanting to lay down all five fingers. You wanted to see and hold Shin before him. It drove him insane. He is better than his Father. You do not understand how far he would go for you. You don't know how far an imprint drives the men in his family. He was only allowed to live because Master wanted it and offered his Father compensation with more females. But his Father hated the attention he received from the females. He often beat him for it.

"Yes. We will need it. I am the king of forest. I need to stay king. War is coming. Where is Mommy?" He asked.

"She's talking to Eri about school supplies and clothes," She answered. Tanaka smelled nervous when she stepped forward. Lowering her voice and showing him the tin he took from Kai," We have these as a contingency. We don't need Eri." Shigaraki smiled drily at Elder.

"Do you want me to kill Shin? I will not let Mommy go. Do you want Mommy to be sad?" He asked. Tanaka paled and nodded.

"We'll call Eri's ability plan B," She mumbled as she left. Tanaka will not get in his way. She understands. Shin will imprint on Eri instead of you. That will keep Shin alive. If Shin imprinted on you or your new daughter, he would kill Shin in a heartbeat. He reaches into the nest, brushing his son's pudgy cheek with the back of two fingers, and feels something. Not strong as he has for you. It weakly pulses in him. He hopes it will grow stronger.

"Shiggy?"

He turns to see your sweet face twisted in concern for him, and his heart beats faster, his pulse rushing straight to his cheeks and cock. You reach, come over and wrap yourself around him. He twists around your little finger. You tug him back to the nest you now share, pulling him on top of you where he melts.

"What's wrong, baby?" Your doe eyes burning into his soul. He sighs, seeking comfort in your warm embrace before he answers.

"Nothing changes. Do not know about before. Was war. Master has shown me. It will be brutal. There will be blood and dust. War is always the same. New quirk war. Not safe for family. Still must hide," Shigaraki whispered.

"If you are worried about Eri going to school, I already have La Brava creating all of us fake IDs," you say. Snuggling his chest, planting little kisses.

"I no leave. Only new babies will have heteromorph traits. I stay. Mommy and grubs need to stay with me. Stay safe. Eri needs to stay safe. We keep here. Have the Elder teach," He rasped. You bite your lip in worry.

"Eri is a little girl with a lot of trauma. I will not leave you. Eri and the grubs will not go to school unless it's safe. But I feel we should enroll her for the sake of Eri's mental health. The moment we hear about war, we pull her out," you tried to reason with him. Shigaraki growls and you become flustered. In the years you've spent together, he has stopped being a sweet little boy and turned into an aggressive man. That intense, serious gaze makes you wet and flustered.

"Horn. She will be tested. Discovered." He parts your lips and dips his long tongue in your flavor. Becoming more aroused by your whimpers. You try to pull away from him, but he is not ready to continue this frustrating conversation. But somehow, you escaped him.

"Then let's hire her professional kid psychiatrist. Someone Tanaka chooses. Doctors are not allowed to share anything. Please?" You beg him sweetly. Your hand grips his thick hot cock, stroking him, slicking him with his own precum. It wasn't long before you were swept up in the heat of the moment. He knows your body so well. It's not long before you squirt on him, nails digging into his bunching muscles.

"Yes, Mommy. Yes, Mommy. We'll do what Mommy wants," Shigaraki panted. Sucking at your chest. He will never let you dry out. He sucks your milk down his throat while he fills you with his knot and cum.

"I'm so happy. Thank you. I love you. You are my good boy," You purr to him. He rubs clit with his thumb. Eyes hooded with reverence.

"This one will be a little girl. Let's name her Tsuyu. We made her during the plum rains," he rasped.

"That's perfect. I love you, my sweet Daddy."

He shudders. He loves how obedient you became with the new title. He wonders if he should have 'groomed' you sooner, and none of this would have happened. Your Aunt wouldn't let him, though. He got milk, whiskey, and rabbits if he swore to leave you alone. You are so silly. Never questioning why. Why didn't he kill you for being in his territory? Why were claw marks around your guest bedroom deeper and older than the others? Why were there no pictures of you in the house? Why did your Aunt stop inviting you over when your breasts started showing? Because he wanted you, and Aunt tried to curb his instincts while keeping you safe from him. He saw you first. Sneaking onto the farm to poach livestock. A beautiful female close to his age. Your Aunt caught him because he was stalking you in the shadows, lurking for days to capture you, his nest built for two. Had you come closer to the edge of the forest? Oh, what he would have done to your body would have been a crime. He left you alone because your Aunt convinced him to let you grow. She was right. Your Mommy training was needed. To mature and ripen. He needed the time as well to grow with you. He will do the same for Eri and Shin. When the time is right, he will kill the mind doctor and destroy any trace of the building or anyone else threatening his family. He and Elder Tanaka have already come to an agreement. They will keep you, his sweet dumb Mommy, happy for the rest of your life.

"Daddy. I'm thirsty," you mumbled. He smiled, and with a sharp chirp, he got up to get you water.

"I love you, Mommy." You will always be his. Mommy will always need him.

[Writers notes! I hope you were entertained. If you like it I wouldn't mind the love. Here it the first part of the Mommy series.]

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Hot Springs

As part of bonding Kurogiri has arranged for the group to visit a local mineral hot spring. the group splits up and it's just Shigaraki and Dabi, until two hero worshiping American girls wander into there web. To make things interesting, they make a bet on who can make there girl cum first.

[This is cannon divergence from My hero academia smash when they hike up into the mountains. It was hilarious and adorable....I also was in a mood to violently jizz all over it. A bit of the ultra violence]

Warning: Hard non/con, F/M multi, Dabi and Shigaraki are not nice, Original Character Death(s), Death Threats, Rough Sex, Deflowering, Loss of Virginity, Double Penetration, Fear of Death, My Hero Academia Smash!!, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Public Nudity

The men stared at each other with mutual disgust.

Shigaraki with that disgusting severed hand. Toga wondered how he was able to see out of one eye. How did he not end up with crossed eyes? Did he have depth perception? Toga looked to Dabi, who wore his permanent "I don't give a fuck” expression but openly called Shigaraki gross. To Toga, that was irony. Dabi's flesh was barely held together with staples. Staples in the age of healing. They are both mean and anti-social, in her opinion. Kurogiri was reading the guidebook out loud to the two.

"The skin benefits are equal to hydrotherapy. Hot spring water with varied hydro-pressure to combat hypertrophy, inflammatory reaction signs, abnormal pigmentation, and, more specifically, redness and scarring. This will be a perfect bonding experience for…oh. There is an age limit," Kurogiri said.

"Who cares! We will do what we want. It's so damn hot," Shigaraki huffed, scratching his neck. Toga considered all the dead skin floating in the hot spring and decided to opt-out.

"It's embarrassing being naked in front of people," Toga said meekly.

"I agree, and I'm starving. Let's goooooo! I'm hangry," Magne snapped. She was in a rare mood.

"We can go shopping together, Miss Himiko," Kurogiri offered, and Toga jumped on that. Leaving the two men staring at each other. Dabi turned and went in without a word. Shigaraki would have refused. But after that disgusting hike, Kurogiri forced them on. He was sticky and could use some Saki.

Their backs leaning on the outcrop of rocks, they drank and relaxed in opaque white water that reminded Shigaraki too much of jizz. He didn't hate it, though. The babbling of the spring was the only sound breaking the silence. Until the giggle and splash of two ladies broke the silence. They splashed, giggled, and played like children on the other side, thinking they were alone.

Shigaraki immediately pulled father off and folded him with care in his towel. He turns to see Dabi taking a peek at the cute nude girls playing in the spring. Shigaraki hmphed and poured himself more Saki.

"What is with that look?" Dabi asked, grabbing the Saki.

"What do you think you are doing?" Shigaraki hissed.

"I'm going to try to get laid. What does it look like, virgin?" Dabi smirked.

"What? Who told you I was a virgin? I met Midnight," Shigaraki snarked.

"Hey, did you see those two goth guys? What kind of crazy hikes up a mountain in all black? Kinda cute though," one of the girls giggled. Dabi grinned smugly. Two little Americans from the accents.

"That could be either of us," Shigaraki rasped. Interrupting Dabi. He knows English, and he just proved it to the haughty burnt bastard.

"Want to bet?" Dabi teased.

"I think the guy in the jacket is burned. Do you think he's a firefighter? That would be so hot," the same girl giggled. Dabi grew smugger. Shigaraki scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"You act like it's impressive she's a star fucker. She's only interested in you because she thinks you're a hero," Shigaraki said, wiping the hand sweat off his face with spring water. That little act already soothed his skin, making him slightly more handsome.

"Then show me something, impressive fearless leader. I'm still getting virgin vibes," Dabi chuckled, loading up more Saki on the floating tray. It was starting to get dark. Those girls shouldn't be running around. They are asking for trouble. Whatever Dabi does to you seems fair game, in his opinion. The stupid hero-worshiping girls are about to get a hard lesson. Shigaraki was about to snap at Dabi for his snide little comment when he got curious and peeked.

"I wish I could have gotten a better look at the pale guy. I think he was wearing an oxygen mask. Maybe they are training. It looks like he had a nice body," You replied.

He quickly changed his mind when he caught sight of you and heard that small comment. It's no longer Dabi who is going to teach you a lesson. Your slick wet chest got him instantly hard. How the water hid the bottom of your nipples made his mouth salivate. He also noticed something he didn't like.

Both of you have your phones in a waterproof bag, so you can still use them. He would have still fucked you even if he hadn't noticed them. But now he had more motivation to get involved, so whatever happens, it's not his fault. It's yours for being an easy trusting victim. You wanted a better look at him. He will give you one.

"Let's make it interesting. It will be good bonding, as Kurogiri says," Shigaraki said. A ghost of a smile at the corners.

You are about to look up those guys on the everyday hero web site to show Aimi when a shadowy figure appears around the corner.

"Thirsty ladies?" The figure said in English with a distinct Japanese lilt. It's the guy from earlier. Up close, you find him absolutely terrifying. His eyes are beautiful turquoise. He's young and has the features of a male model. The patchwork of molten skin was not as intimidating as his cock. He steps into the light to let you get an eye full.

His cock is large, pierced, and not covered in any way. A row of bars on the underside and a hoop through the tip. He has staples everywhere. He looked more like a hellraiser than a hero. Not a hint of shame as he locks eyes with you, not looking away, which made your middle heat. But it also scared you when he came within an inch of your face with that thing. Aimi was gushing and practically drooling.

You yelp and flinch when you feel your phone being pulled from your fingers. When your phone was replaced with a cup of Saki, your hair changed color in surprise. The pale one is next to you. Oh god, did they hear you earlier? Your mind questions in utter embarrassment. He is pouring you some Saki as he touches your hair.

"Very pretty. Is this your quirk?" He asks in harsh deep gravel.

You jerked from that touch, but this man was so quick his arm was around your shoulder, pulling you close. You squealed when you felt something large and hard brushed against your thigh. You glance at Aimi. She is a pretty girl who thinks everyone is nice and nothing bad will ever happen to her. She is giggling and chatting with the burned guy like this is perfectly normal.

"From America? What do you think of my English? My name is Dabi. What's yours, pretty girl? Tell me in Japanese," Dabi flirted.

"It's perfect English. Ummmm, let me try…" Aimi chuckled.

She does not see the danger signs at all. You want to get her attention, but the guy pouring Saki has roaming fingers. They moved from your shoulder to the side of your breast, his long nimble fingers working their way ever closer to your nipple.

"You are very pretty. Is it true what they say about American girls?" he whispered.

His hair was covering his face, but now that he is up close, you can see all of him. He is covered in scars. He is young under the welted skin. He is not classically handsome like the other one. This one has red eyes. They are rare and pretty. They are also hard and demanding, like a hungry wolf that wants to devour you. Normally you might find him sexy, but this guy has bullet holes. He runs his fingers through your hair and inhales deeply when you don't answer.

"Drink the Saki, pretty American girl," he encourages. His tone was more of and order than a suggestion. You whimper and down it. Your hair becomes darker by the second. Pouring more as he plays with the strands, eyes widening as your hair becomes so dark it's absorbing the light around them. You swallow hard and drink the foul liquid.

You don't like the flavor of alcohol at all. Everything about these two screams trouble. Even while the man was being entertained by your hair, you tried to slowly reach for your phone. Changing course for the Saki when his eyes dart to your cell. He is so quick it's terrifying. His hand darts out and grabs the craft with four fingers before you even get close. Why only four fingers? Do his fingers have to do with his quirk? You wonder.

"Allow me," He insists as he pours you some more, a slight lilt of irritation.

"What's your name?" you ask, trying to sound friendly while not answering his questions.

"Tomura," he rasped, carefully setting the Saki back. If you could get Aimi to look at you for one moment, "You smell good too." Your flesh crawled as you felt his fingers move lower on your waist. Didn't that mean "To mourn or mourning?" It was not a pretty name.

"I like how fear looks like arousal," Tomura said creepily. Oh god, it was now or never. You feign seeing someone behind him while your hand reaches for your phone. Your heart is thundering in your ears. You hit the emergency button when Aimi makes your heart stop.

"HEY! What are you doing to my friend! Help! Hero!" She shouts with all the confidence of someone that has never known danger. Your mind screams no at her. Tomura whips around and yanks my phone away like a snake. Dabi yanked Aimi back by her hair. Tomura's grip tightens on your middle, pulling you flush to him. His massive hard cock pressed against your belly.

Dabi flashed a blue flame in Aimi's face before clapping a hot hand over her mouth. You could feel the cold heat from here. She screamed wide-eyed before registering how he would kill her if she did it again. Tomura held the phone away, checking who you dialed. You could feel his heart hammering too. You only caught bits and pieces of what they said, but you understood it enough.

"Are we expecting company?" Dabi asks. Shigaraki scoffs.

"No. Our silly little American girls didn't program the emergency number for Japan," He smirked, reverting to English. He wanted you to know how fucked you are. Your gut plummets in fear. How could you have forgotten to change it?

Tomura chuckles, closing his hand and turning it to dust. Dabi tosses Aimi's phone to him, and he catches it and also turns it to dust. You whimper. He looks down and grins ghoulishly as he grabs your ass and presses his cock harder against you with a rub.

"God damn it, Shiggy! You scared them! You probably said something creepy to get her spooked," he growled before clamping his mouth over Aimi's. She screamed down his throat. Tomura had started walking you back into the rock. It was slippery and still dug into your back. His knee started pressing to spread your legs.

"The bet was who made his slut cum first. You didn't say it had to be consensual," Shigaraki snickered as he roughly groped your chest. Tweaking your nipples and capturing one in his mouth. Sucking on your tender flesh too hard, they pebble hardening to peaks under his attention. His velvety tongue lathing over each one with greedy eagerness.

"You know it's difficult to do when they are scared. I should have known you'd be a creep and make this harder," Dabi snarled at Shigaraki.

Shoving Aimi face down on the rocks. You could almost reach out and touch her. She cried out, looking to me for help. You mouthed, 'use your quirk,' and pleaded with your eyes to not try to fight the deadly man. Aimi looked so confused and scared. It broke your heart. Where are the heroes? She mouthed back. You closed your eyes and looked away. They are not coming because you messed up.

"Don't make me lose my bet by forcing me to kill you. The only sounds that can slip from you are pretty ones. Damn. You also got the smart one of the two. Why are the pretty ones so dumb? There are no heroes, precious," Dabi growled, kicking her legs violently open.

You yelp and flinch in fear of those hands pressing your tits together. Tomura nips you so hard you bleed. The cruel look in his eyes says it all. Only pretty sounds out of you too. You shut up instantly letting any protest die on your tongue.

You braced yourself on his body so you don't slip on that cock. It feels like hot steel pressing on you. He pulls away from your tit. His lips were lightly stained red. He licks them, then runs his tongue over your nipple. The blood flow slowing.

"It may be hard for you. But for me, it will be easy. Mine is a good lil American girl. She'll cum for me. Look at those scared eyes. Like a scared bunny. Her hair is so dark my fingers disappear. You never answer my question. It is true that all American girls are sluts?" He asked, grinding his knee so hard on your thighs you finally parted them. Immediately his large cock pressed against your clit, the head of his cock bobbing up and down out of the water as he stroked himself over your sex. You moan a little and shake your head no.

"I'm a virgin," you squeaked. Dreading the thought of that thing sliding in you. It's sending delicious shudders through you, but it still scared the hell out of you. He presses harder and moans, leaning into you. Your nails dig into his shoulders, but he doesn't seem to care.

"Fuck. I've never had a virgin. But you will cum if you know what is good for you," He groaned.

"That's because you are one," Dabi laughs, about to penetrate poor Aimi, a virgin too.

"Shut the fuck up, Dabi," Tomura growled. He nuzzled and nipped at your neck and earlobe. Pulling away to finish the craft of Saki. He grabs the other and holds it up to your lips. He leans in a whisper, "I have never fucked a virgin. I heard it hurts. You will want this. Drink it all."

"The heroes will come," Aimi sobbed. You shook your head at her. Pleading for her not to say that. Not around these guys. What Dabi said and the evil glint in Shigaraki's was enough to tell you not to bring up heroes again. Dabi yanked her, and you could smell and hear the sizzle of flesh as Aimi whimpered. You drank deeply after that. By some miracle, you had the nicer of the two.

Tomura encouraged you to finish it. It made you lightheaded and heat pool in your center. It seemed like a kind act. But the look in his eyes and the evil grin told you otherwise. He wanted you flush and drunk. Aimi gave a pathetic shriek. Followed by a harsh smack on her ass and a yelp. You tried to block out your friends' pain. You are about to have your own.

"What sounds did I say can come from that yapping mouth. You really are the dumb one. I lost the flip. I thought I got lucky and got the easy slut. But you're so damn tight. I think you were a virgin too," Dabi said in his cool smokey tone, as if what he was doing to poor Aimi was normal and ok.

Tomura's pale body bared down on you as he grabbed your legs and forced you to wrap them around his waist.

"You don't have to do this. Please let us go. We won't say anything to anyone," you begged quietly.

"I do what I want. What's your quirk called?" he asked, his wet digit getting tangled in your locks and brushing down your cheek. His eyes still held the hunger, but the rest of his face was steely resolve. He leaned in and ran his thumb along your lower lip. All five mean death. That was easy to figure out.

"My hair color changes to my moods. It's called mood crown," you answered quickly. His thumb pressed past your lips and touched your tongue. He bit his lip, and you could feel his cock twitch against your clit.

"What's her quirk?" He asked with a lilt. You did not want to answer this. His fingers dug into your cheeks like the rock on your back. You whimpered in fear. Aimi choked sobs, and the wet slaps of Dabi's thighs filled your ears. Hot tears spilled from your sad, lovely eyes. His cock twitched again.

"Please," you started, and he grits his teeth in warning. You feel so emotionally weak as you give into fear, "Lung control. She can hold her breath for ten minutes," you answer with a whine. Please pass out Aimi. Don't die. Knock yourself out. You pray. Shigaraki grimaces.

"That can have an autoerotic effect. We better get started. I'm not going to disrespect you by lying. I'm going to fuck and use you as I please. If you piss me off or don't listen. I'll kill you and move on to your friend. It would be one thing if you gotten ahold of some assholes in tights paid to save you with that nasty stunt with the phone. But you failed. Do you think I'm afraid of some civilians? They will take one look at what's happening and walk away. Every single time. I think you know more than a few people who will think everything will turn out ok. That a hero will come to save the day. But the reality is you better listen and hope for mercy," he rasped, eyes darting to a simpering Aimi.

You believe every word he says. Shigaraki likes that. He likes that a lot about you. He plunged his tongue into your mouth. It twisted and entwined with yours. He tasted like Saki and had a hint of your blood.

You sucked in a sharp breath when he gripped the rod between your pussy and speared you. Pushing had past your resisting virgin pussy's barrier. Your hymen popped, seeping hot blood on his cock as it allowed him in deeper. You think you will pass out as your head swims and stars burst into your vision. He's huge, and it hurts.

Your hair rippled colors as you endured the hot pain of being split in two. His eyes widened, and he forced himself deep enough to kiss your cervix. His entire body shuddered as his eyes rolled back in his head. He looked down to where you are connected, panting in excitement. A grip on your thigh and one kneading your breast. He ground against your sex. Simpering as you held back your tears, he began to thrust. This monster didn't even let you adjust to him. He kissed you again and groaned.

"That's a painfully tight pussy. I'm going to break it. I'm going to break you," he panted. It felt like a hot knife. You cried and then tried to relax.

"IT HURTS!" Aimi whined. You echoed her feelings with a loud sob.

Every thrust back in was excruciating, your face twisting into one long silent scream, your hair changing into a series of horrible colors. The water around you had a tinge of pink. Tomura slowed to longer thrusts. Savoring the sensations with pants and groans into your hair.

His hot breath fanning over your scalp. His weight forces you down and makes it hard to breathe. The rocks are digging into your back. You started to shove him away to gasp for air. He lifted enough to let you get a lung full. To your surprise, he adjusts you, clearing the pebbles and moving you more to the smoother surface.

"Better?" he asked, grinding his cock with more shallow thrusts.

"No, please stop this," you plead with a sniffle.

"Don't be stupid. It looks like your hair is going back to black. You're fine. Fuck, you're tight. You can beg and cry. But I'm going to destroy what I want, and right now," He grunted and empathized with a sharp, deep thrust.

"I want to destroy your purity and your will to fight me. Don't hold out hope someone will come to save you. Give in and cum on my cock. As much as I love a little resistive pussy. I'm not losing to that burnt asshole," he indicated to Dabi with his head.

He quickly licked his thumb, shoved his fist between you, and started rubbing. The sensation was like a shock wave going through your middle. You jerked and grabbed his wrist. You immediately move to yank your hand back, but he stops you.

For a moment, you thought you had died. You imagined all of his fingers had wrapped around your wrist, and at any moment, you will turn to dust. But Tomura hadn't. What he was doing was guiding your hand to your clit.

"If you don't like the way I do it, show me," he said kindly, which threw you off.

You violently shook your head and blubbered. His pinky threatened to lie down. The look of his of eager anticipation said it all. Do it, or he'll turn you to dust. He was still hard and firmly planted in you. This was just cruel. He was inconsistent with his mercy.

You start slowly and nervously. Tomura is staring at you, touching yourself as if he's studying every movement. You can't touch the sensitive bundle of nerves directly. It's too much for you. You rub circles over the hood. You shut your eyes and pretend he's the hottest guy you've seen. It's hard to do with a hot rod throbbing and stretching you at your core.

You have a hard time imagining someone else in you. You don't want to die, either. You do the unthinkable and really look at him. Touching yourself feels nice, but it will not get you to cum. The light blue dripped, and a few strands clung to his face. As you look at him, his eyes dart to yours. He holds them, pinning you with those scarlet orbs.

With a sharp intake of breath, his muscles ripple. He's not bulky, but he is toned with a softness that quickly disappears with each deep pant. Crimson eyes are blown with hunger and need. You moan sweetly as you grow wet. The pain fades into the background as your pleasure increases.

"Fuck. That's a fine tight wet pussy. I don't hate it. Looks pretty around my cock. That expression is nice. Your hair is changing to pink, my lil American slut," He bites his lip.

You can feel the deep grind as his cock presses lightly on your cervix. Heightening the sensation of your ecstasy. You feel a moan rise from someplace primal. You clamp your hand over your mouth. His eyes catch the movement. He growls, clearly not liking how you are quieting your passion or distracting him from what you're doing with your sex. Quickly shooting out your hand, your fingers run through his hair. The Saki must be getting to your head. His strands are like silk-spun sky and clouds.

He paused to let you get a good look and feel. Gasping for air, his chest heaves, and a shudder works down his body to where you two are attached. You cried out when he bucked his hips hard and fast. He licked two fingers and played with your clit the way you enjoyed. Shivers of pleasure run up your spine. His cock stroking along your slick walls.

He humped you hard and fast like an animal, but he was whimpering and pants like a puppy. You are velvet and bliss to him. Wrapping around his dick perfectly, squeezing and sucking him back in. You wish he would not whisper such filthy things. It kept you too present with what's he doing to you. The violent smacking of his boney hips against your tender flesh made your entire being quake under him. He was starting to feel amazing in you.

A tightening and tingle in your middle gather and build to new highs. You are no longer resisting Tomura. You are screwing him back. Bucking back into him. He's handsome enough, you tell yourself. He's making you feel good. If you ignore all else, you can forget your life depends on cumming on this nasty man's cock. You can convince yourself you wanted it. At this moment, as you feel yourself plunging into ecstasy, you do want it. You are moaning and whimpering sweet noises as you cling to him. You implode on impact. His cock fills you to the brim.

"Ah!" You scream sharply as you arch up to him. Every part of you tightens and then comes undone on him. He grunts as he grips your hips and shoves himself as deeply as possible. His lids are heavy with lust as drool forms at the corner of his mouth.

"Fuck!" He gasps a moment later. You have clamped down on him. Whimpering and writhing as his twitching cock spreads warmth deep inside you, "Oh yeah. There we go. That's a good little tight cock sleeve. Fuck. That pussy may be a virgin, but it can milk a dick. That's it. Suck up every drop."

"No way," Dabi hisses, suddenly next to you both. He has Aimi by the hair. She mercifully has her eyes closed as Dabi digs two of his fingers between you and Shigaraki. Shoving his fingers in deep to feel you pulsing on Tomura. You squeal and squirm as he stretches you more.

"Huh," Dabi says, surprised.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Look at her hair. You have no manners," Tomura hissed at Dabi.

"As if I know what pink and red mean. Damn, that red is bright. It almost glows. This wasn't a fair bet," Dabi says, pulling out his fingers at last. He licks the both of you off them as if that was no big deal. You shiver at the sight. Suddenly feeling cold and wanting to disappear in the warm spring water.

"What?" Shigaraki asks, scratching his neck. Dabi smirks and pulls up Aimi until she is standing.

"This one is a cold fish. You make this one cum while I try that one. You win the bet hands down," Dabi states.

"Why would you need to fuck this one?" Shigaraki asks suspiciously.

"You are going to leave me with a wet dick and not a chance to see if I get the same reaction? We need a control for the bet. If I make her cum then this bet is a push. We'll try some other girls. Unless you got attached like a little virgin simp to this one," Dabi mocks.

"You can't do anything but cause misery," Shigaraki growls as he rips himself away from paradise. Gripping Aimi by the arm and dragging her to a more comfortable spot.

"You might be right about that," Dabi smirks. You drop into the water, pushing off the rocks quickly. If you can run for help, maybe you both will live through this. You slip through Dabi's fingers. Finding the edge quickly and scrambling up.

"Well, go get her," you hear Shigaraki say as you pop up and run for the exit.

"Don't tell me what to do," Dabi shot back, right behind you.

Bursting through the exit, you attach to some random stranger. Screaming help in Japanese. The guy stared at you wide-eyed as Dabi grabbed your arm. Said something to the man while you begged for help. The heat on your arm made you whimper and flinch. Loosening your grip enough to be yanked away from the stranger. The guy smiled and walked off. You stood there with Dabi slack-jawed. This guy is actually doing exactly what Tomura said he would. He was going to leave you. A problem to be solved by someone else. A burst of blue flame, and that guy was flailing on the ground for a minute before he was a crackling campfire.

"He wasn't going to call the heroes, but it's better to side on caution. Are you happy you got a guy killed?" He asked you, leading you back to the hot spring.

"I didn't kill him. You did," you sniffle. You saw it. That random really wasn't going to bother to even call for help.

"Tell that to his family. At least that made me hard again," Dabi chuckled, placing you back against the rock. Aimi is crying pathetically as Shigaraki humps her, your eyes connect with him, and the seething rage underneath makes your heart stop in terror. Dabi slicking himself on you. You whimper in fear. What will happen if you cum on Dabi? What will happen if you don't?

"Shouldn't I clean myself? We can go into the changing room. Lay on some towels," you tried to convince.

"Oh, I don't mind sloppy seconds. Makes good lube. Besides, I want to see him hot-blooded after I make his favorite fuck cum on this fat cock," he grinned. You cried and squirmed when he pushed his dick in you, "Oh fuck. That is a tight little pussy. I can feel why he didn't want to share. That's ok. He broke you in nicely. That is damn good."

You thought Tomura was hard as a rod. Dabi was real metal. You can feel the cold steel change its temperature as he sinks in deep. The different textures create new sensations. You cover your mouth as you moan. Dabi is slow and deep. Making sure you feel his piercings as they glide over your slick walls. Working all the sweet places, Tomura had to find the hard way. Dabi's warm hands are everywhere. He doesn't have to be careful like Tomura. It feels like Dabi is trying to devour you. He stops long enough to threaten you.

"Don't try to get clever and pull at staples or stitches. Keep to the smooth skin, or I will set you on fire and keep fucking your corpse. I don't need the top half. You feel pretty warmed up. I want a good time," He panted, bucking harder and running a hand in your hair, pulling your head back and shoving his tongue in your grunting mouth. Another hand tweaking a nipple as he pounds harder and faster. The sore ache is resounding as you writhe under him. His lower lip has a different consistency. His flavor is one of horrible cooked flesh. He's too hot. His dick is more experienced in pleasing a woman. Tomura wanted to win. Dabi wants a good time. Both make you feel like their toy.

You dare to peek over and see a Tomura standing perfectly still, staring and scratching his neck so hard he's bleeding. His grimace is horrible. He looks murderous as he watches you tip over the edge. Free falling into a coaxed orgasm. You concentrated as hard as you could on your hair color. The best thing about having your heart on your sleeve is when you can lie, everyone believes it. He stiffened more as his eyes narrowed.

"You won't get away with this limp dick," Aimi whimpered.

NO! Your mind screams. But it was too late. Tomura looked down. Set all five fingers flat on her back, and your best childhood friend disappears. Her face twisted into a shocked scream while you came. You squeezed your eyes shut and turned your head from them. Dabi growls as his hot cum feels like it is scorching your insides. You can feel his cum jetting into your eagerly sucking cunt. You heard her hands, and head tumble in the water as Shigaraki made his way to you.

"Did she cum?" Tomura asked worriedly. Dabi is still cumming and ignores him. You try to shove him away on his smooth flesh.

"How can I! Monsters. You killed Aimi. You killed her!" You wailed, trying to curl up on yourself.

Dabi does not pull out. Dabi gives a light moan as his cock twists in you as you try to curl from him. Dabi looks at Shigaraki, who is scratching himself and having a fit. Then down at you, your pussy clamping down and trying to shove him out. Shiggy was right. Forced pussy was the best. This forced pussy was the best. That was the hardest cum in his life. He was physically stuck in you, and he loved it. He licked his upper lip and made a decision.

"Nah. You win," Dabi said to your shock. Tomura eased his scratching and smirked. Pulling you into an embrace and making comforting sounds, you cry too hard to hear these bastards' words. Dabi joins him, and you are so damn horrified and confused at the sudden dynamic change. That disappears when Dabi turns to Shigaraki.

"Ever done DP?" He asked a Shiggy who was busy kissing your shoulder. He looked bored at Dabi and then shook his head no, "Bitches love it. You sort of feel the other guys dick, but girls can't get enough after the first taste. They beg for it." Shigaraki considered this.

"Really?" He asked you. How would I know? Your brain shouts at him. He knows you were a virgin. Is he stupid! He just killed your best friend. You loved her! She got all the guys and was naive, but she was brave and stuck by you. You wanted to spit this in Tomura's face when you caught Dabi's expression. It was icy cold. You want to live to tell on these fuckers. Someone has to know what they did to Aimi and make them pay.

"Yes," you whimpered. Dabi suggested a break before they started. Shigaraki went to check on father. Dabi leans in with burning eyes.

"I like your survival skills. You owe me. You better make fucking as good as this each time," Dabi instructed.

"I don't know how. I was a virgin. I just want to go home," you wept. Dabi grinned.

"Keep that attitude. You want to live. You want to make us happy," He said coldly.

You cried. They consoled in their creepy way. But kept going in every position and combination they could think of. For hours until you passed out and woke up in a new position, covered in cum and aching in every hole. You prayed through most of it. The longer they were not answered, the more you think these two are right about society. You got an earful of it when they were in a humping lull. When they had exhausted themselves using every hole in your body, they cuddled. You felt like a steak between two tigers.

Shigaraki kept a firm grip on your neck. His face buried in your hair, mumbling sweet dirty nothings to the back of your head. Dabi's face is between your tits.

"We have time for another go?" Dabi asked.

"I'm tired," you husked.

"You don't have to be awake," Dabi said flatly. You felt weary and hurt. Your heart becomes numb to their cruelty. A black swirl formed, and a psychotic chipper schoolgirl brat and a bitchy butch walked through. The smoky black guy was the dangerous one, though. There was a loud nasty argument in Japanese. Dabi got dressed and handed Tomura your passport while throwing towels and a robe at you.

"As (Japanese) as she (Japanese) to us," Dabi hissed.

"I was (Japanese) to share. (Japanese) is no us. I (Japanese) keep her," Tomura growled, pulling on his pants with a fucking severed hand somehow attached to his face. The argument between them ensued and got loud when you attempted to slowly head for the door. You are catching words like "kill," "hide," "body," "mine," and "keep."

"Oh no, honey. You stay right there," The butch one said in perfect English.

You freeze in terror as Tomura quickly comes over to wipe Dabi's come off you. Not his. He stands again, scratching himself, an air of seething as he gets in the smoky guy's face area. The smoky guy made some sympathetic noises, and Tomura stopped throwing a tantrum but was still clearly agitated. He stalks in front of you, kneeling down and shoving your passport in your face.

"We want to keep you, but Kurogiri says no. When things settle down, we will find you. You belong to the league of villains. You belong to me. Do not fuck anyone else. We will hunt them down and kill their entire family," he rasped, putting your passport in his back pocket.

They left. Dabi gave you a lingering look parting with a final warning.

"You're mine. You owe me, and there isn't a hero to stop me from collecting," he grinned, disappearing into the blackness.

They found you near morning, cradling Aimi's head and hands. You couldn't find her feet. The Japanese government locked you away for your "safety." Also, having no passport, they can just make you disappear. You took the morning-after pill. Not that it worked. They hid you in some hospital. This was hell.

When you saw Dabi on tv, you became disgusted. Endeavor created a monster. He said a half-sorry, and nothing came of it. He wasn't charged with child abuse or neglect. He could run around while you are incubating a product of this society's fucked up neglect. Whether it was Shigaraki's or Dabi's makes no difference. Not when you remember the look of that stranger. You hope it all comes crashing down.

When Spinner comes crashing through. You escape to find a news team. Yes, one of the villains will find you but not before the world knows what this place has done to you and Aimi.

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