BNHA: Forge & Conquer

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These last couple of years, she had withdrawn into herself quite a bit.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.

But Inko was just so... lewd. Knowing what she was thinking with Archive, knowing that she craved for more, to become more of a hopelessly, slutty cow of a housewife, Yoshiki just couldn't help himself. What had started as just a few nudges here and there, just enough to keep her descent into chubbiness more appealing... had quickly devolved into him making Inko's figure as lewd as he possibly could.

Even if Yoshiki had saved his first time (in this life) for his mother, he's wanted to have his way with Inko for years now. His mother's encouragement was the nail in the coffin– it was a little bizarre just how much Fumika wanted him to fuck Inko, since with Conquer, he knew that this wasn't solely his desire... but he wasn't about to question it.

And since he had Archive, Yoshiki knew Inko's likes, dislikes, and everything, and he was more than willing to play into the green-haired MILF's depraved fantasies.

Yoshiki licked his lips. 'I'm going to enjoy this...'

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Inko kept her eyes closed, mortified. She had no idea what to say, what to do.

Worst of all, she was still really, really horny.

"Is this what you do all day?"

"Wuh?" Inko spluttered. The question was innocent enough, but his t-tone... Shiki must've understood what she was doing. He sounded so disappointed, so disgusted. He was finally seeing her for the fat, useless cow that she was.

Then she let out a gasp as her tits, hips, arms, legs, everything was tightly bound. Her eyes going wide as she saw Shiki's Quirk, Lightcraft, at play. Pale yellow ropes of light adorned her entire body, and she whimpered as they pushed and pulled. Her vision going white as she shamefully climaxed from the newfound stimulation.

"You fat, stupid cow," he scolded. "I can't believe how much you've wasted away, doing nothing but stuffing your face and masturbating, like the fat, lewd piggy that you are."

Inko whimpered, cumming again as the light ropes tightened once more. She tried to deny it, but as soon as she opened her mouth, her face was enveloped in light.

"Pigs don't talk."

With light filling her throat, nose, and eyes, Inko panicked... but she quickly realized that she had just enough room to breathe around her makeshift gag. Then she realized that she HAD to breathe around it, since Shiki had plugged her nose.

Forcing her to breathe out her mouth, like the brainless piggy that she was.

"Aaahn... Aaahn... Aaahn..."

Unable to see, barely able to breathe, Inko panted in anticipation. She had no idea why Shiki was doing this, but... but it wasn't her place to question it. It wasn't like she could resist. With her hands tightly wrapped in his light, she couldn't even activate her Quirk.

All she could do was lie there and take it.

"I can't believe it. You're actually getting off on this," he chided. Inko whimpered behind her mask and gag, her face flushing as he saw right through her.

"Is this all that you can do? Thinking with nothing but your gut and your pussy?"

"Mmphm!"

Inko flushed as her restraints moved, her position changing. Her back now on the cold floor, her legs lifted up towards her head, and her fat, meaty breasts sliding into her face.

Panting heavily, she wriggled in her restraints, far more aroused then scared. Scared of what was going to happen next, but wanting it all the same. But... but Inko wasn't ready Shiki's bare foot harshly stomp down on her right breast.

"HNNNGG!" Whining into her gag, Inko climaxed on the spot. Before she even had a chance to recover, Inko felt his other foot step on her gut.

She violently convulsed, climaxing again.

"To think you'd cum from something like this... pathetic." he ridiculed her, and Inko could only whimper in response. "Fuck, you aren't even a housewife any more. You're nothing more than a fat, stupid cow. But... even cows like you have their uses."

Inko's eyes went wide when she felt Shiki's hands sink into her fat, meaty ass, tearing apart her tightly stretched yoga pants with ease. Pulling her soaked panties to the side.

Then he started fucking her.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

Inko gasped and shuddered as Shiki's girth ruthlessly slammed into her sopping wet pussy, thrusting in and out of her fast and hard. Climaxing again and again as Shiki's fat cock forcefully stretched her insides, his relentless thrusts reaching all the way down to her womb.

All while he continued to stand on her, using her like the doormat that she was. Using her like the cow that she was. Shiki was right. After spending so much of her time doing nothing but lazing around the house...

She was nothing more than a fat, stupid cow.

"Mmmhhuu..." Inko whined as she felt his cock leave her hungry pussy, but mewled when he harshly dropped down onto her, his knees painfully sinking into her breasts.

Then Shiki pushed his cock into her mouth, and cummed.

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

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