Diaper Degenerate Deku

Reward for Jan~


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“Uuuurgh...w-where....where am I?”

Groggily stirring to consciousness, the young hero lifted his head only to see nothing but darkness...blindfolded.
Trying to move his body, he found that his hands and feet were bound to the chair he sat on.
Wherever he was, he could hear nothing but himself struggling...and the sound of a strange crinkling.

But worst of all...his quirk was suppressed. The boy was HELPLESS…

“Looks like my little hero’s waking up now...
How do you feel, my sweet Deku~?”
An unfamiliar voice whispered in an entirely too familiar tone, right in his ear.

Izuku shivered a bit as a cold, invasive set of femining fingers stroked up his cheek, nails prodding at blindfold…

“I bet you’d like this tight little thing off, don’t you? Maybe if you ask real nicely, mommy would be happy to oblige…”

“...who are you…”
Was his only response to the mature female’s soft voice, prompting a sigh and a reprimanding tut-tut, before a much more serious tone came from her…

“No, no my sweet little babydoll...let’s try that again.
Ask me nicely, little sissy.”

“GUH-

...m-mommy...p-p-please take off my...b-b-blindfold...pwetty...urgh...please~?”

“Good boy!
Ooo, gimme one second!!!”

The boy was mortified by what’d just come out of his mouth!
As soon as the voice got sterner, his body grew stiff. Almost feeling...binded.
And his lips, his tongue, they...they simply moved all on their own to say that! He couldn’t stop it at all!!!

It had to be a quirk, no doubt. But who’s, and what were it’s abilities exactly!? His mind was racing for an answer that his extensive knowledge might’ve known, but when the blindfold came off…

“...heh.

You’re just so adorable all uncertain and nervous like that...Deku~♥”

He had no idea who this woman was…
An average-looking Japanese woman, clad in a business suit and sporting a disturbing wide smile looked him up and down, prompting him to do the same.
And as if things couldn’t get any weirder, he was in the sweetest, frilliest of dresses!
Complete with everything a babydoll could ever want...thick crinkly diapers included…

“W-What is this!?
Who are you, why am I-”

“Oh poor little baby boy...you still haven’t learned have you?
Heh...mommy knows why you’re getting so fussy~”

The woman teasingly cut Izuku off as her hands trailed down the boy’s body, both resting square atop his diapered crotch.
His freckle-specked cheeks went flush at the touch of course, only getting redder as he tried his best to squirm out of her ‘loving’ embrace.
But with her chin resting right on his shoulder, lips whispering sweet nothings into his ear, there was little hope.

“Come on, sweetie...just let it out, hmmm?
Be a good little pottypants sissy for me, Deku…”

“N-No, wait...I...nnnrgh…

Frrrrrpt!

I...I won’t...”

As much as he resisted, her words were ringing far too loudly in his ears. His body instinctively began to tense up, bowels stirring and bottom slightly rumbling from an involuntary toot…

Taking a deep whiff just to drive the point home, the woman smiled creepily and squeezed his padding tightly!

“Poo-Poo for mommy, sissy boy!!!”

“N-NOOOOOOOoooooOORRNNNNNNNGH!!!!”

sssssSSSSSPLRRRRRRRUUURLTCHPBBBHT!!!

His last cry of resistance turned into an uncontrollable moan of relief as his body pushed on command.
Izuku sat there, trapped within his own body, HELPLESS as to stop the massive mushy load piling up in his seat.
His cheeks parted so simply, mush spreading out in one single lump in the seat of the diaper nice and easy.

The open back to the chair gave just enough room for the bulging butt to blossom with a reeking, staining load.
And of course...his captor got to see everything right down from that feverishly embarrassed face turn into some silly, zoned out expression, all the way down to his pristine pampers sag with a steamy load and torrential piss to wrap it up…

“Ooo, you did so much!!! Good boy, mama’s wittle hero-in-twaining, isn’t he~?”

The praise continued, only making Izuku’s body feel even stranger...right as she began rubbing the diapered crotch between her fingers.

“What is she doing, stop stop!!!

W-Why...why can’t I control myself...stop it!!!
If you rub there, I’ll...I-I’ll…”

Scream internally as he might though, Izuku’s body was absolutely giving into the pleasurable feeling.
Moaning and babbling sweetly as he humped his hips the best he could against the hand, the warm squishy massage he received down there only made his cock grow larger, more excited!
The woman was absolutely elated, her smile refusing to quit!
And out the corner of his eye, while his body eagerly leaned into the disgustingly delightful feeling, Izuku could see the woman’s face slowly begin to melt…

“Eheheh...Dekuuuuuu~
I love you so much, so much, so so muuuuch!
You’re such a good boy, I just wanna squish you more and more!!!”

The mature voice from before turned younger, more excitable as the visage of an older business woman melted into a familiar face...Himiko Toga!!!

No doubt having copied the quirk of someone else, her...obsessive personality drove her to something truly crazy!
The poor hero searched his mind for a motive, and even moreso a way to get out of here!
But as he observed her helplessly from within his mind, the look SHE gave was only getting more and more love-crazed…

“She...she couldn’t be doing this for the League of Villains.
There’d be better ways to defame, to humiliate a hero!
If she’s anything like her files...oh god…”

His thoughts became cloudier and cloudier as his body began to tense up yet again, right alongside Himiko’s.

Both faces seemed to moan out to the sky as a climax was arriving.
And right before the boy’s body ejaculated into his dumpy huggies for all he was worth…

“You’re all mine now...Deku~♥”

He saw her mouth as she trembled to a touchless orgasm herself, right as his cock spurted against the soiled padding of his diaper, pushing up violently against her hand!
Izuku’s fears were confirmed quick and easy...he wasn’t captured by the league, no.
He was HIMIKO’s personal plaything.
And as his body slumped back, exhausted by his orgasm and steadily beginning to fill up his diaper to the point of sagging over the chair and down to his knees, he realized things were only going to get worse.
Chastity belts, dog collars, leashes, whips...and even worse-looking instruments of torture all laid around the the barely light garage, with no visible exit in sight.
The quirk’s commands holding ever so tightly onto his body, he sighed shakily to himself both inside and out...he’d be getting used to this for one reason or another...