MHA: Incubus Chapter 14 (Patreon)

We set off to our mentorship program next. I picked my target and was looking to get more than just hero training. Rumi Usagiyama was someone I had a crush on ever since she debuted as Tiger Bunny. Going by the hero name Mirko now, the sexy bunny girl was many times the person I thought about when I masturbated. Now, I was hoping for the chance to make my wet dreams a reality.

I was surprised she accepted me; she had a very straightforward personality, and I thought she’d think having a work program student would slow her down. But she was one of the top heroes currently; she most likely knew how to play the game. This would be wonderful for her PR at the very least, and would make her appear to be less of a loner than she actually was.

She spent the entire first day just beating the shit out of me and calling it training. Sure, I was most likely stronger than her physically, but it was the closest I ever was to someone; either they were far weaker, like most of my classmates, or massively stronger, like All Might. She made up for my higher strength by just being faster and far more experienced than I was.

She could run at the same speed I could fly at, about 160KPH(100MPH). She tossed my beaten and bruised body into a medicinal hot spring, and I barely made it into bed before passing out after the first day. The next day, I was already healed. I didn’t know how. Did her quirk have healing powers? Was it the properties of the hot spring? It had to be; some places still retained the effects of previous quirk owners.

The hot spring very well could have been the leftover remains of a healing quirk focused on magical healing hot springs; that’s how quickly I healed. We began our patrol after that. She lived in the mountains, so it took an hour to get to a city. She didn’t use a vehicle, just ran there, and expected me to keep up. I could… But flying for an hour would wear me down, and then I was expected to also keep up with her during the patrol.

If anything, I was pushing my endurance to the test with her. Every single day we finished, she’d toss me back into the spring, and the next day I’d be completely recovered. I rapidly improved. Another day of just sparring, and she actually looked interested now. I was improving rapidly, and it piqued her interest. She did an interview a few months after she debuted, and the interviewer managed to get the type of guy she liked out of her.

“I like men stronger than me. If you can’t beat me up, don’t bother.” I remember seeing the interview and beginning to train the next day. Now I was drawing her attention; she still viewed me as a little man, but she could see the writing on the wall. If I kept up this pace, I would eventually be a better fighter than her, and her body might have been preparing her for that situation.

There was a Nomu breakout in the city, and I did my best to help where I could, as Rumi gave me permission to intervene when I could. Having a flying quirk was great for getting a bird’s eye view of what was happening as I barked out orders and smacked the weaker flying Nomu to the ground. Most fliers had a gigantic flaw; they were feeble in most cases.

It was too costly to have a bulky form like mine, so most quirk fliers also followed that rule. There were a few exceptions to the rule, though, like myself and the number three, Hawks. Hawks could fly, but his quirk was more focused on telekinesis than anything else. Every feather could be used to help hold up an object, and the lightening of his own body is why he could fly while retaining a normal human body. I just muscled through it. The wings I had should really only be used to slow me down in the air or help stabilize me when I fought, but I spent most of my childhood focusing on improving my flying ability because I knew how important it was for hero ranking.

Eight out of the current ten top heroes had quirks that helped with mobility. The faster you were, the more crimes you could solve after all. With my help, the situation was handled much better than without me. Endeavor even managed to catch Stain, the hero killer, during the attack. We called it an early day after everything was settled down, and the next day, I prepared for more of the same training.

That morning, she had something else prepared. I was living with her, I had to in order to be trained by her, so when she stepped into the kitchen, completely naked, I couldn’t help but stare. She stood on her tiptoes as she grabbed a box of cereal from the top shelf, her perky little ass and cute little fluffy tail made my dick instantly rock hard.

She poured her cereal, then milk, and sat down, still completely naked. Her tits jiggled as she did so, still not mentioning anything, still just casually eating her cereal. She looked at me as I was still just staring at her, and she asked nonchalantly. “What’s up with you? Cat got your tongue?” I was so baffled by the situation, I just asked. “Why are you naked?”

She stopped chewing mid-bite as she looked down, her eyes widening imperceptibly before she went back to eating her breakfast. “Ahh, I normally walk around naked. I forgot you were here and woke up on autopilot. No big deal.” No big deal? I said it out loud. “No big deal? Look at yourself, you’re a walking, talking sex symbol, and I’m a straight, red-blooded man. Look what you did to me?”

I stood up and showed her my erection. Her eyes finally went wide as she looked down sheepishly. “Y-you… You’re not grossed out by my muscles?” It was hard not to laugh at her question, but I answered her with sincerity. “I had a poster of you in my room when you debuted as Tiger Bunny that I used to masturbate to constantly. I picked you just on the off chance that something could happen between us.

She looked even more flustered now as she explained her past. Her quirk made her powerful, but it had some… Side effects as well. Every relationship she had in the past would end shortly after the couple began having sex… Because she was insatiable, she gained everything a rabbit could do but more… And rabbits were known for their procreation more than just about anything else.

She had an almost endless sexual appetite, and not a single one of her partners could handle her, as they quickly broke up with her when she overwhelmed them. I told her I was more than willing to try and hold up, telling her that I might be the only possible one who could, because my quirk also had a sexual component to it.

The rest of my time with her was spent in a blur. The first day we had sex, we spent just roughly fucking. She made almost no noise, only a grunt here and there or a short intake of breath as we focused on mating. She was standing on a box and letting me fuck her until my legs almost gave out, then she started backing herself up into me. We found out that day that my body would give out before I went soft, as even sore, tired, and exhausted so much I couldn’t move, she straddled me and rode me until she was finally satisfied.

After that, it was like an explosion; she wanted to try everything she couldn’t with her previous tiny dicked boyfriends, and I was more than happy to oblige her. Finally culminating in me going into my demonic form when she started taunting me as I stretched her to her limit. She was 158cm(5.2feet) tall, while I was 180cm(5.9) in my normal form and 225cm(7.3) in my demonic form. My cock was almost the length of her torso. Only then did she finally start moaning and cursing as we mated. 

Sex with her reminded me a lot of Tsuyu, as both were very animalistic in their lovemaking, focusing only on the pleasure as it was happening, as everything else faded into the background… That was how I missed the first three days of school after the program ended. I was so wrapped up in Rumi’s tight folds we lost track of the time. I felt myself grow stronger from our lovemaking, and I was close to unlocking another power of mine… Perhaps one or two more new girls, and I’d break the threshold.