Ch11 – Inko’s Plight *

Ch11 – Inko’s Plight *

Read ahead: /bloooog

A/N: What's that phrase again...? The author's barely disguised fetish, right?

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Inko Midoriya let out a defeated sigh.

These last couple of years, she had withdrawn into herself quite a bit. Taking less hours at the hospital, and then going out less and less in general. She didn't actually need to work, with her husband working abroad... all the time... but that was no excuse for her current state.

She was fat!

Inko still wasn't exactly sure how it happened.

She knew her belly had gained a bit of pudge, but somehow her hips, thighs, and ass no longer fit into any of her clothes. She couldn't wear her jeans anymore– even her yoga pants felt far too tight, her britches barely able to wrap around her newfound growth.

Then there was her breasts, the massive sacks of flesh on her chest. For some reason, they just would not. Stop. Growing. In just the last few years, she's somehow gone up more than a dozen cup sizes. And her fat, puffy nipples were by far the worst offender, going rock hard with the tiniest bit of stimulation.

Inko had to switch to stiff bras, lest the damn things poke right through her shirts.

And when she did end up getting stimulated... Inko gulped.

All of this weight had the consequence of leaving her hot and bothered. Inko had stayed loyal to her husband, since that was expected of her, but she was struggling. With how her body was now, she had to masturbate five times a day just to keep her head on straight. She's long lost count of how many times she's had to relieve herself, and her fingers just weren't quite cutting it anymore.

Lost in thought, Inko turned a little too quickly, rubbing her nipple along the drywall.

"A-Aaahn..." she moaned, nearly tripping over herself.

She had forgotten to put on a bra this morning.

Both her nipples immediately poked through her tank top, straining against the fabric. She was supposed to be doing laundry, but after that, it'd be impossible to concentrate.

Inko leaned back against the wall, slowly slumping to the floor.

Sliding one hand into her sweatpants, she started slicking three of her fingers in and out of her fat, drooling pussy. With the other, she lifted her tanktop, stretching it as she released her massive mammaries from their confines. Her big, fat, meaty tits audibly slapping against her pudgy stomach.

PLAP!

"Huuu..." she mewled in response, a little bit of milk leaking from them already. Not only were they needlessly sensitive, but they were just so big, fat, and useless.

With her left hand furiously fucking her pussy, and the other guiding one of her massive, puffy nipples into her mouth, Inko quickly lost track of time.

She'd never admit it, but deep down, she loved this. She loved just how hopelessly lewd she was, how vulgar her body had become. That was the real reason she kept lazing around, stuffing her face as she happily continued to put on weight. Wanting to push her limits, wanting to see just how lewd her body would get.

Fattening up like the useless cow that she was.

"U-Um... Inko–san?"

Inko's eyes went wide as she looked up to see Fumika's son.

Yoshiki was staring down at her.

Yoshiki was watching her masturbate.

"N-NO! D-Don't...! AAAAHHHN~!"

Inko closed her eyes, tears forming as she finally reached her climax.

Her life was completely over.

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Looking down at Inko's plump, panting body, Yoshiki was willing to admit it.

He might've went a little overboard.

Inko moaned as shot out after shot of hot, virile cum poured into her mouth. Greedily drinking as much of it as she could, her eyes glazing over with lust.

"Slurp~ Slurp~ Slurp~"

Grinning stupidly behind her mask as she got her full of baby batter.

But despite her hunger, Shiki's hot spunk continued to pour down her throat. Inko continued to suck, forcing herself to drink it all, but there was just too much of the stuff. Inko could feel herself starting to get full, but it just. Wouldn't. Stop.

"Gaghk!"

It wasn't long before cum spurted out the edges of her mouth, and out of her nose. Inko choked and gagged, still trying her best to swallow it all... but Shiki was a bottomless expanse. She was going to drown in his spunk.

Panicking, Inko tried to pull away, but as soon as she struggled against her restraints, Shiki roughly grabbed her by the head and started fucking her throat.

"GAGHK! GAGHK! GAGHK!"

All while he continued to fill her throat with more and more of his cum.

"GAGHK! GAGHK! GAGHK!"

Spunk, spit, and tears making a mess of her front.

"Ugh, damn," Shiki groaned, still slamming his hips into her face. "You're useless in everyway that matters, but you make for a fine fuckhole."

Struggling and squirming, Inko's heart raced. She was terrified. Her thoughts were starting to muddle, and she was on the verge of passing out. But even as Yoshiki used her with no regard for her well being, fucking her throat with reckless abandon... Inko knew that she wasn't really trying to escape.

Even as he degraded her, stepping on her as he talked down to her, making a mess out of her plump, lewd body... she loved every second of it.

Then right before she passed out, Shiki stood up, pulling his cock from her mouth.

"EUK! Euk, euk, euk– MMMPH!" Inko had started coughing and gasping for air, but it was only a few seconds before she was gagged with light once more.

Inko let out a pitiful whine as Shiki got off of her, leaving her squirming on the floor, still blind, gagged and tightly bound. Then she gasped as she felt rope after rope of hot, virile cum shoot across her body. Mewling as her face, tits, belly, and thighs were coated in his seed.

Inko's nostrils flared.

Her lewd, slutty body was getting horny again...

"Mmmm, that was nice. I only stopped by to put mom's casserole in the fridge, since she thought you might want it... but this was a pleasant surprise. Well, see ya."

Then he walked away.

Except... even if Yoshiki was a model now, as well as a blossoming actor, Inko knew that he still rigorously trained his Quirk. What were once frail cubes of light could now be any shape, and Inko was pretty sure that they could be permanent, too. Yoshiki... he hadn't released her. She was still on her back, still tightly bound in his light.

'Surely he didn't...?'

"Oh, and don't worry, those restraints should only last an hour or two. Maybe three."

Then he left. Inko knew for sure this time, since she faintly heard her front door open and shut, as well as lock. But... b-but she was horny! Inko writhed and squirmed, desperately trying to reach for her pussy, or even trying to reach for her tits, but it was useless. Inko was tied tight, the ropes of solid light digging into her ass, tits, and hips.

All Inko could do was lay there, squirming and panting.

Izumi was at school, so she didn't have to worry about being discovered, but...

B-But she needed to cum!

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Yoshiki's Sub-Quirks:

Index: Blank, Notepad, Identify, X-ray Vision, Lightcraft, DNA Lock, Sincerity, LC_decoy, Archive, Alert, Observation, Warp, Linger, Revise, Divine Body, Divine Mind, Cleanse, Hormone Control, Impulsive, Conquer

Total: 20