Izuku x Class A Girls Drabble (October 2023)

This is a Halloween Drabble, with some inspiration from some of the one-shot poll options that didn't win, AKA Halloween costume sex! Also, the art featured above for this Drabble is one of the few official arts out there featuring Izuku with all the girls, so there's a fun fact for you!

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Ever since the ‘Mineta incident’ during their first year Halloween party, the girls had insisted that they do their Halloween parties completely separate from the boys. None of the guys were happy about missing out on seeing the girls dress up in all sorts of fun and sexy costumes, but all the blame fell to Mineta there, so there wasn’t much they could do about it besides complain.

Izuku wasn’t all that bothered by it, though. He was probably the only one that wasn’t bothered by it. After all, he was the only boy invited to the girls’ Halloween party.

The theme for this year’s costume was ‘super hero’, and while Izuku was tempted to just reuse the same limited edition All Might costume he’d used for the party with the guys, he knew the girls would be let down by it. After all, it was too…predictable. Therefore, Izuku planned a less predictable costume…

All six of the girls were already gathered in Momo’s room since it was the largest and could easily serve as the location of their party just like the guys hogged the living room. Their costumes were the following:

Ochako wore a Thirteen costume, which really just meant she was waddling around in an overinflated space suit, which was honestly really endearing.

Tsuyu wore the costume of Ryukyu, the hero whom she interned with. The red dress contrasted her dark green hair beautifully.

Momo was dressed as Midnight and even put her hair down and everything! Momo with her hair down was a rarity, which only added to her beauty.

Jirou was dressed as Mount Lady, which must’ve been some sort of running joke amongst the girls, making the shortest girl dress as the giant lady.

Mina got the honors of dressing up as Miruko, with bunny ears covering her horns. Miruko’s costume truly was a blessing for showing off so much, especially those pink thighs…

Finally, Hagakure was basically just a walking American Flag, which was supposedly meant to be the foreign number one hero, Star and Stripes…but it really was just an American flag wrapped around her invisible body…which was fair. Not everyone needed to put in maximum effort into their costumes.

The girls waited eagerly for Izuku’s arrival, though they’d all already accepted that he would probably just show up in an All Might attire. It was just a matter of which era of All Might costume he would pick.

Izuku thrust the door open and walked in with a stomp of his foot, but there was no signature ‘I am here!’ Instead, he crouched down and flexed his arms dramatically to show off his shirtless body covered only by a blue jean jacket he’d stolen from Bakugou without permission…who had stolen it from Best Jeanist without permission.

“Rahhh, I’m Death Arms!” He shouted.

The girls immediately burst into giggles. “What, was that supposed to be your Death Arms impression? What was with the roar?”

“Hey, that’s not a Death Arms jacket, that’s just a jean jacket!”

“Wow Deku, I’m impressed you restrained yourself from showing up covered in All Might merch!”

He blushed a bit and shut the door behind him, joining in on the girls’ laughter. “Alright, alright, I know it barely counts as a Death Arms cosplay. I knew you would all be expecting All Might, though, and I wanted to do something that would get you all excited!”

Momo planted a hand on her hip, which looked extra sassy in Midnight’s costume. “Is Death Arms supposed to get us excited? N-no offense to him, of course, wherever he is!”

Izuku grinned. “Death Arms isn’t the exciting part.” He grabbed the jean jacket and dramatically threw it off to the side, leaving him completely shirtless with nothing to cover the goods. “This is the exciting part.”

The girls clapped and ‘oohed’ in glee, even though all he’d done was remove a small jacket. He’d basically already been shirtless already, but the praise and excitement bolstered his confidence as he walked into the middle of the room and sat on the bed.

“It’s like being surrounded by twelve beautiful women instead of just six, so if I’m going to savor this…I want to savor it as Deku and not any other hero.”

The girls laughed and crawled onto the bed with him. Mina slid onto his lap, and he immediately prodded her bunny ears as she grinned. “You’re saying you want all these sexy heroines to yourself, is that it?”

“You don’t have to worry about that, Deku! All of these bodies are here for you and you alone~” Ochako assured him, massaging his bicep. “Some random costume wouldn’t have changed that!”

“Y-yeah, maybe I didn’t fully think it through. Either way…you all look amazing…” He was already drooling as he took in the sight of each of the girls in their costumes. It was impossible to pick a favorite…although he did raise an eyebrow at Ochako’s big space suit. “Is that, um…comfortable?”

Ochako winked at him. “Actually, I had a similar idea to you…” She slowly peeled the space suit off, revealing her completely naked body beneath. A costume that was ready to be disposed of at any time.

“Fuck…” Izuku cursed as Ochako crawled out of the Thirteen costume, letting him cup her naked boobs in his hands. “Can you imagine if Thirteen actually goes commando in that suit?”

“I bet you’ve imagined it,” Ochako teased, leaning in closer to offer him even more access to her boobs until they were making out.

“Oh wow, are we starting this already? Ribbit.” Tsuyu scratched her chin. “I thought we’d at least do some party games before getting to the naughty part of tonight.”

“Well, when Izuku shows up shirtless, how are we supposed to resist? Blame him!” Mina insisted, turning around to shove her ass back against Izuku’s lap, showing off her poofy bunny tail.

“Mmmff…hey, being shirtless doesn’t carry nearly as much sex appeal as some of the costumes you girls are wearing. I’m the victim, here! I’m the one being smothered in so much sexiness…mmm…” He kept making out with Ochako while Hagakure lowered her American flag costume, presumably to free up her boobs and press them against Izuku’s face.

“Such a shame you can’t see me—my blonde hair matches Star and Stripes perfectly!”

Despite not being able to see her, Izuku had fucked her invisible body enough times to be a master at her physique by now, effortlessly wrapping a hand around her ass to hug both her and Ochako close to each of his biceps while Mina gave him a Miruko-inspired lap dance, which was basically his ultimate wet dream.

Off to the side, Momo and Jirou were making out, which was basically Midnight and Mount Lady making out, so that was two of Izuku’s biggest fantasies playing out right before his very eyes. Naturally, it didn’t take very long for his boner to bulge against his pants.

“These don’t even look like Death Arms’ pants, ribbit,” Tsuyu observed as she slid off of the bed and dropped to her knees.

“I guess I just can’t go all out with the cosplay if it isn’t an All Might costume!” Izuku laughed.

“Enough with the costumes, just get it off already!” Mina insisted, lifting her ass off of his lap so all the girls could drag his pants down, revealing his thick cock.

“Commando, too? You’re so naughty, Deku~” Ochako teased him.

“You’re one to talk.” He wrapped a hand around her waist to pull her in. Ochako and Hagakure’s tits were smothering his face now while Mina straddled his lap reverse cowgirl style, backing her ass up against his abs so that his cock was right in front of her bare pussy. Tsuyu’s tongue wrapped around his cock, rubbing at the tip while also licking up and down Mina’s pussy at the same time. The girls were basically experts at group sex with Izuku by now—they’d done this too many times to count.

“Get on up here, Ochako,” he ordered, tongue hanging out, thirsty to taste her.

Ochako floated herself up, which definitely wasn’t very Thirteen-like but she was done playing that part anyway. With her weightlessness, she was perfect for hovering above Izuku’s face and letting his tongue go wild on her dripping pussy while freeing up room for the other girls to worship the rest of Izuku’s body.

Mina reached down to palm his balls while Tsuyu’s tongue spiraled around the entire length of his cock, jerking him up and down. Momo and Jirou clung to each of his biceps, begging for his attention, forcing him to turn his head back and forth to take turns kissing them. He could taste them on each other’s mouths.

They clung to his biceps closer and closer, until they were practically climbing up onto his arms, which naturally positioned his hand right beneath their pussies. All according to plan. As soon as their legs were spread, he snaked his hand past their panties and jammed his fingers into their cunts without warning.

“Ahhh! Izuku!” Momo cried out, clutching onto his shoulder.

Jirou moaned, vibrations ringing out from her earlobes.

“Looks like I’ve got both Midnight and Mount Lady riding my fingers…there’s not a guy in the world who wouldn’t kill for a sight like this.”

Momo and Jirou immediately began grinding their hips downwards, desperate to get his fingers deeper inside of them while they also both leaned in with their tongues hanging out, eager to kiss him.

“Now, now, don’t be greedy…my tongue is already occupied,” Izuku reminded them, craning his neck to attach his mouth to Ochako’s clit before slurping on it.

“Fuck! Even when the other girls try to substitute in for you, it’s just not the same! Nobody eats pussy as good as you do!” Ochako moaned.

“Death Arms would appreciate the compliment.” He chuckled.

“Y-you dork…” Ochako stifled her laughter while closing her thighs around his head to shut him up from spouting any more jokes, suffocating him in her pussy. He couldn’t exactly complain about that.

His tongue thrust faster and faster inside of her, matching the pace of Tsuyu’s tongue pumping around his cock. Mina rubbed her pussy up and down on his cock faster as well until, finally, she lifted herself up and positioned the tip of his cock right at her entrance. “I’m the highest ranking hero here, so I should get to go first!”

“Star and Stripes technically outranks Miruko, right?” Hagakure insisted.

“Not in Japan! Come on Izuku, don’t you want to see my costume’s bunny features go up and down as I hop on your dick?”

He stared at her pink thighs and the way the Miruko costume greatly emphasized them. “I can’t say no to that. If I was in this position with all of the actual pro heroines, I’d probably want Miruko first…”

“Fuck yeah! I knew I picked the right costume!” Mina moaned as she let herself fall down onto his cock, taking it to the hilt immediately. Only Mina would be bold enough for such a thing given the size of it.

“Let’s see if that costume gives you some extra leg muscle! Channel your inner Miruko and ride my cock!” He smacked her thighs just to watch them jiggle. The jiggle didn’t disappoint.

Mina didn’t ride his cock so much as she dropped herself down on it. Each time she hoisted her ass up, she would slam back down with all of her weight, using that heavy, fat ass to her advantage. Of course, Izuku couldn’t resist smacking her ass a few times for good measure.

“Next time, we’ll make the bunny tail a butt plug, how does that sound?”

She moaned and turned around to straddle his cock face to face, riding him even more desperately as she approached her orgasm. “Fuck yes! That’s a good idea…next year, you’ll pick our costumes for us! Every detail! We’ll dress up as whatever sexy, depraved thing you want! Objectify and sexualize us as much as you want!”

Her own fantasy made her cum hard, eyes rolling back as she sprayed Izuku’s lap in pussy fluids.

“Why do you just immediately assume that I’d choose something sexy and depraved for your costumes?” Izuku chuckled, petting her fake bunny ears before setting her aside on the bed.

“Ribbit, is she wrong?”

Izuku shrugged. “Not exactly, but still, I…oh, I-I…” He trailed off, jaw dropping as Tsuyu sexily peeled the red Ryukyu dress off of her body. Beneath it was some lacy red lingerie to keep the color scheme of Ryukyu while she got on her hands and knees on the floor.

“I don’t think Ryukyu would be able to resist you, Izuku. You already make my animal instincts go wild…imagine what that huge cock of yours would do to a dragon.”

He shoved his face against Ochako’s pussy to make her float higher and curled his fingers inside of Momo and Jirou’s pussies before delivering one final smack to them, promising to return to them later. Then, he stepped off of the bed, mounted Tsuyu from behind, and pulled her red panties aside to ram his cock inside of her.

“R-ribbit! Or, um…r-roar?” All of her sounds sounded similar given that she was mostly gasping and crying out in high pitches.

“The red lingerie was a nice touch…keeps the element of the costume on your body…you’re as clever as always, Tsu. Bet you bought the red lingerie thinking about how hard it would make me fuck you!”

She moaned in agreement as he pulled her hair while taking her from behind. The other girls all sat on the bed and watched as Izuku made the frog-dragon into his bitch.

Only once Tsuyu collapsed in a puddle of her own making on the floor did Izuku turn around. Without a word, black whip shot out of his tongue, wrapped around Ochako’s ankle, and yanked her over to him like a balloon.

“H-hey! At least give me a warning!” She gasped, still floating as he grabbed her waist and lowered her down onto his cock.

“That was your warning.” As he brought her body down onto his cock, his body also floated up to meet her, until they were fucking in the air, each thrust of his cock sending them floating up higher and higher.

“Is that what it’s like when two clouds fuck?” Hagakure mused.

It wasn’t Izuku and Ochako’s first time fucking in midair, so as soon as they reached the ceiling, black whip shot out of his back, holding them steady. While in the air, clinging onto each other, it was like the two of them were taking a break from the group sex. In that moment, it was just the two of them in each other’s arms, sliding their bodies and their tongues together with heated and passionate moans while the other girls could only look on from below. Here in the air, this moment was only for Izuku and Ochako.

“Ochako…I’m cumming…fuck, take my cum! You’re perfect, don’t even need a costume, just your naked body…ahhh, fuck!” He moaned, pounding away at her cunt while Ochako moaned and wrapped her legs around his waist. The fact that neither of them had a costume on and were just completely naked right now made their sex feel even more personal and special as they came together.

“And now they’re rain clouds,” Jirou observed, squinting her eyes shut as a mixture of Izuku and Ochako’s climaxes rained down on them from above.

They took their sweet time floating back down to the bed, tongues attached the entire time, staring deeply and intimately into each other’s eyes.

“Alright, alright, it’s our turn, now!” Hagakure reminded them.

“This ought to get his attention.” Momo and Jirou clasped hands and pressed their chests together—a pose Midnight and Mount Lady had done numerous times for various magazines.

“Are you sure you don’t want to try fucking me in my space suit?” Ochako joked.

Izuku laughed and cupped her cheek. “You know I’m always down to try fucking anything, but maybe later.” He finally slid away from her before black whip shot out and dragged Momo and Jirou over to him. “Now then…you two probably coordinated your costumes so I would fuck you together, huh?”

They blushed and nodded. “Figures you’d deduce that right away…” Momo sighed.

“We know how much you used to jerk off to pictures of Midnight and Mount Lady side by side.”

“Hey, don’t say it so accusingly! Besides…” He wrapped his arms around both their waists, pulling them into a three-way kiss that was really just the three of them pushing their tongues out against each other. “I’d much rather get off to you two instead~”

Midnight + Mount Lady versus Momo + Jirou was a difficult choice, but he was getting both right now, so he was going to indulge as much as he wanted as he groped their tits. He’d always wondered how such large boobs like Midnight’s—and in this case, Momo’s—would feel through her skin-tight suit.

Jirou was the opposite of Mount Lady’s physique in every way, but her ass was still perky enough to jiggle whenever he smacked it. Smacking Mount Lady’s huge ass would be a dream come true.

Finally, he positioned Momo on her back with Jirou laying on top of her, face to face. Jirou’s pussy was right above Momo’s pussy, their legs spread to invite his dick to slide between them.

“Izuku…please…” Momo murmured breathlessly.

Jirou waggled her ass back and forth teasingly. “The two sexiest heroines are all yours.”

Their pussies squeezed around his cock as the two girls moved their hips together, the tight, wet heat caving in around his cock as he just nestled his thick meat in between their cunts with a sigh of bliss. He could only resist the temptation for so long before he finally pushed inside of Jirou’s pussy, slamming upwards hard enough to make her entire body jolt forward.

“H-hey, slow down!” Jirou moaned as Momo grabbed her to hold her steady.

“You should’ve known there would be no slowing me down the second you put on those sexy costumes!” Izuku grunted, slamming into Jirou a few times before switching angles to thrust down into Momo’s.

The two sluts panted with their tongues out as his dick switched between them, thrusting fast enough so they barely even felt his absence before they were being filled up again.

The longer Izuku stared at their faces, the easier it became to imagine the pro heroines themselves giving him those lustful glances, faces red, drool dripping from their tongues. Momo had Midnight’s iconic red glasses, after all, and Jirou had Mount Lady’s purple ones. It was way too easy to fantasize about them…

“Make out,” he demanded, his own voice growing more ragged and breathless by the second as he fucked them harder.

Momo and Jirou fulfilled one of his fantasies right before his very eyes as he watched the two constantly bickering, sex-obsessed heroines make out while moaning and throwing their asses back against his cock. With a sight like that, it didn’t take much longer before he was cumming inside of them, still swapping pussies with every thrust, causing thick globs of his seed to smear across their outer pussy lips, as if to make their cunts stick together.

The mess only became even worse as Momo and Jirou both came, grinding their pussies around Izuku’s freed cock once again until their thighs were coated in so much sticky wetness it created strings of stickiness when they tried to lift their waists away from each other.

As soon as Izuku pulled his cock free and stumbled back on the bed to get a better view of the two girls coming down from their orgasm, a mouth wrapped around his cock, immediately engulfing him all the way down to her throat.

“Fuck! You’ve gone full naked now, huh?” He reached down to grab Hagakure’s invisible hair. The American flag she’d been using as a costume was on the floor nearby…and it was drenched.

“Ahhh, Izuku!” She cried out as he pulled her hair harder.

“You naughty slut, you touched yourself until you came just from watching me, didn’t you?” He sneered. “Guess you got too comfortable acting like a foreign heroine. None of my sluts cum without my permission. Your orgasms are mine to make, mine to taste, mine to enjoy. Is that clear?”

“MMMMFF!” She couldn’t even respond as he hilted his dick deep in her throat and left it there, forcing her to clean it off while he savored the tight wetness of her throat.

“I bet your throat is bulging beautifully right now. Such a shame I can’t see it, but maybe I can still…” He reached down and squeezed, smirking when he felt it. “There it is—my cock bulging out your throat. That’s how you know a slut is well-trained.”

Hagakure gasped for air as he finally pulled out, but while her lungs got some rest, the rest of her body was in for even more brutal treatment as he hoisted her up in a full nelson position, putting on a show for the rest of the girls. They always loved watching him fuck Hagakure in this position—his massive cock disappeared inside of her invisible body, but the rest of Izuku was still on display for them to drool over. His flexing abs, his rippling muscles, his heavy balls smacking against the air, all of his muscle work could be seen while he fucked Hagakure and lifted her up and down his cock.

The girls moaned just from watching, but none of them were louder than Hagakure as she cried out incomprehensibly on Izuku’s cock. The way his balls bounced up and seemingly clapped against thin air was mesmerizing, especially with how hard and fast he was slamming up into her.

Even if she was invisible, her orgasm certainly wasn’t, and she screamed his name as pussy juices squirted around his cock from her invisible body, as if Izuku was fucking the air so damn good he made the air cum, which was both a hilarious and sexy image.

“That’s it…my orgasm…it belongs to me unless I tell you to touch yourself until you cum next time. Is. That. Clear?”

Hagakure presumably nodded, but he couldn’t see, so he yanked her down on his cock even harder while snarling into her ear.

“I said, is that clear?!”

“Clear! It’s clear! As clear as my body, hehe! Super clear, sir!” Hagakure giggled, her brain going completely fuzzy as he fucked her through her orgasm—her only real orgasm of the night. It didn’t really count if it wasn’t Izuku making it happen.

With his ownership established, Izuku shot his first few loads inside of her cunt before dropping her to the floor and painting her invisible ass with the rest of his orgasm, leaving her as an invisible canvas for his seemingly floating cum shot. Sex with Hagakure was always as entertaining as it was hot.

Izuku sat back on the bed with a sigh, slicking back his sweaty hair before smiling at the girls. “So, I know it’s a bit late now, but should we get to those Halloween party games you all wanted to play? Err…hello?”

The girls were completely silent, watching him like he was a juicy piece of meat. Sweat dripped down his pecs and in between the crevices of his abs, and the girls’ pupils followed every miniscule movement of his muscles as he breathed.

He chuckled and held a hand up, sending out six tendrils of black whip for each of the girls. “Nevermind. Guess the party games will have to wait for some other time…”

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