Oh Wow.I- Enjoyed That WAY More Than I Should Of,well Time To Let My Mind Run Wild.

Oh wow….I- enjoyed that WAY more than I should of,we’ll time to let my mind run wild.

baby fever.

synopsis ↷ desperate times call for desperate measures. izuku makes you and your husband bakugou a mommy and daddy with his potent nut.

warnings ↷ pro hero au, breeding, pregnancy, unprotected sex, mentions of adoption & sperm donation, pining, infidelity, cucking, mmf threesome, male infertility, izuku has big breeder balls & a fat cock.

characters ↷ bakugou katsuki & izuku midoriya.

Izuku’s thick cock laid heavy on your tummy. Admittedly, he couldn’t remember the last time he’s been this achingly hard. The given situation was one Izuku never thought he’d be in— not even in his most perverted dreams.

“Come on, Deku.” Bakugou’s tone was harsh as he spoke to the green-haired man. “You fuckin’ promised you would get my girl pregnant so fuckin’ do it.”

Bakugou was infertile simply put. After a trip to a specialist, the doctor let you two know that Bakugou just didn’t have enough active swimmers in his sperm. Neither of you can count all the failed attempts at trying for a baby on both your hands combined. Unfortunately, it was something that couldn’t be helped with the doctor advising you to look into adoption and, well, a sperm donor.

Adoption was a high possibility, but neither of you was particularly fond of the idea of a sperm donor. It was the anonymity and the cold transactional feel of the whole ordeal that was unsettling and rather... off-putting to you both. As the weeks went by, the fear of not being able to have a child organically was really starting to settle in you both after the last few desperate attempts to try to get pregnant ultimately failed again.

Things went quiet after that. It was almost an unspoken rule to not bring the matter up anymore. Both parties were equally upset. You have to cope with potentially never being a mother while Bakugou fights his own demons— beating himself up for not being a husband that can provide everything for you in every single aspect of your life. It was mentally exhausting— you both were drained.

It was you who suggested the idea to your husband one night after a hero’s charity gala event. Everything was well throughout the night, that was until you grew envious of Izuku and his wife sharing pictures of their most recent newborn. That would be baby number three for the seemingly perfect couple. Bakugou noticed your change in mood that night, going from sweet and congratulatory to a shift into a more reserved and detached demeanor. He knew what was wrong but all he could provide at the moment was a reassuring hand on the small of your back followed by a chaste kiss to your temple.

You remember sitting at your vanity removing the last of your makeup when you brought up the conversation. Your nerves were getting the best of you but it didn’t stop you from trying.

“Katsuki,” You called softly, eyes looking at his relaxing form on the bed through your mirror. Your hands reached for the soft and fluffy material of the panda headband you often wore while doing your skincare routine.

“What is it?” Bakugou answered gruffly, his eyes still locked on his phone while he scrolled through his various social media. While you put the headband on, your mind churns trying to find the right words to say.

“What about... Midoriya?” Your voice was careful and cautious as if it were stepping on eggshells. It went silent for a few seconds before he spoke again.

“What about that twerp?” Bakugou sat up slowly and locked eyes from behind you through the reflection of the mirror. You mentally rolled your eyes at his juvenile words— even years after graduating from UA, some things never change. Your upper half turned around in the chair, your arm resting on the back as you looked at him.

“He can give us a baby.” You said.

That’s how Izuku found himself in the position he was now, seconds away from fucking his childhood best friend’s wife pregnant. There is no denying that there’s a bit of history between you and Izuku. Bakugou may have your long-lasting love, but Izuku was your first love once upon a time. Seeing you spread out underneath him like this once again after so many years stirred up deep feelings he’s repressed to such a degree that he believed those emotions didn’t exist anymore— that he grew out of them. He realized now that hadn’t ever been the case. Izuku almost feels sick, he’s been “happily” married for about three years now. What are these feelings? He remembers when you told him the news that you and Bakugou had gotten engaged. The cheerful smile on his lips couldn’t have been a bigger lie. “Repress. Forget. Ignore.” is what Izuku forced himself to do, eventually believing his own lie and “moving on.”

“Don’t wanna wait anymore— fuck me, please.” You whine and roll your hips upward in hopes of any kind of friction. Bakugou sat beside you both, his own cock hard and standing at attention embarrassingly enough. He didn’t have to be there, but he wanted to. It made sense, right? Obviously, he wanted to be present for his kid’s conception. It was only fair for him to be present. Bakugou insisted that it wasn’t for anything else, but the way his cheeks were flushed a peachy shade of pink indicated otherwise.

“Move.” Bakugou intervenes with a grumble. Izuku sat on his knees letting the blond hike one of your legs up, nearly pinning your thigh to your chest by cupping the back of your knee.

They watched your wet cunt visibly flutter around nothing before Bakugou took his middle and ring finger and plunged them deep into your cunt earning an explicit mewl from your lips. Izuku watched Bakugou twist and scissor his fingers a couple of times before slipping them out of you and bringing them up to the freckled man’s face.

“See that?” Bakugou asked. Izuku’s mouth watered watching the way the wetness from your hole coated Bakugou’s thick fingers making them glisten in the low-lit bedroom. Two clear thin strings of slick connected his digits as he spread them further apart. “Means she’s ovulating. Cunt’s begging to be bred.”

“Kacchan.. I—” Izuku’s gaze torn away from his fingers, anxious emerald irises met a pair of unyielding vermilion ones. “Are you both sure about this?” his brows are knitted upward in the center.

“Please, Midoriya,” The gentle plea followed by the dainty hand grabbing around his cock made him shutter. Izuku looked down at you with glossy eyes as you worked your hand up and down his shaft with the lightest touch. The precum he was producing was dribbling on your supple tummy and leaving behind a slick patch of wetness on your skin.

“Give us a baby, please. We can’t do it without you.” You spread your thighs further, slipping the head of his cock past your folds and against your clit a few times before aligning him up with your hole.

Izuku failed to notice Bakugou slip behind him until the blond’s lips were at his ear lobe, the tickle from his breath gave Izuku goosebumps.

“Fuck a baby into ‘er, Number 1,” Bakugou whispered, there was hidden aggression behind the nickname. “I won’t ask again.” He provokes. As much as Bakugou hates to admit it, Izuku was the only man he trusted enough to fuck his wife let alone get her pregnant. Izuku was the most fit in his opinion, besides himself or maybe, Kirishima. But with the lack of children on his end and the fact that Izuku had history with you in the past, it was clear what the obvious choice was.

Bakugou watched from over Izuku’s shoulder, his large hands roaming up and down his abs until he was eventually kneading at his big pecs. Bakugou’s eyes were locked on how slowly he entered you, how Izuku’s fat cock split your tight cunt open. Your lips formed an ‘o’ shape and your brow furrowed the more he pushed into your hole. Izuku’s bottom lip was tucked between his incisors desperately trying to hold back a moan. The stretch from his shaft separating your walls burned but it was so pleasant to be filled to the brim. His cock had a nice curve that hit all the right ripples inside of you. Once he was fully bottomed out his trimmed green bush met your clit.

“How does he feel, princess?” Bakugou asked.

“Feels good, Katsu,” You whimpered. “’S so big, baby.”

“Yeah? Stretching out your greedy cunt so well, ain’t he?” His vulgar words made Izuku’s cock twitch inside of you and a moan, rather a whine, escaped his lips.

It didn’t take long for him to start pounding into your poor cunt. Bakugou’s large hands gripped Izuku’s hips, guiding his pace and movement. The relentless pace was almost painful with men making it their mission to get his cock as deep as it could go into you. Izuku had your thighs spread and hiked up. Every time his pelvis rammed into you, the tip of his cock was blatantly kissing your cervix just begging to enter your womb. Bakugou’s cock rubbed against the curve of Izuku’s plump ass while his pearly straight teeth sunk into the younger hero’s skin, leaving deep, red bite marks behind.

All three of you were so, so close— just needed a little bit more.

“M-Midoriya— need- need your cum, need it-” You managed to speak between his hard thrusts.

“You’re gonna be a mommy soon, (Name),” Izuku let out. He sounded breathless, almost like he couldn’t speak. “Gonna make you both a mommy and daddy,” He was close, his voice was wavering just as much as his hips.

“Hah, yeah?” Bakugou grabbed a fist full of Izuku’s hair, yanking his head back so his Adam's apple was on full display. “You fuckin’ better.” The blond gritted into his ear, his cock rubbing against him harder and at a quicker pace. Izuku’s eyes were closed, brows furrowed and his mouth hanging open in complete ecstasy. He could feel you clench around his cock, your orgasm took you by surprise. It started tiny, deep in the pit of your belly until it erupted into strong waves and made your lower half shake into a fit. You felt a bit of wetness come from your cunt as your walls contracted around him.

“‘M gonna fill her up, Kacchan. G-gonna fuck a baby into her.” Izuku moans out in almost a delirious state of euphoria.

“Do it. She’s begging for it, Deku.” Bakugou nips at his ear. “Make me a daddy.”

As if on cue, Izuku’s painted your velvety red walls white in copious amounts. He unloaded every last drop he had held in his balls as if he’s been saving up for years to stuff your womb with his seed. You’ve never felt quite this full. The only way you could describe the feeling was being a water balloon that was actively being filled with a warm substance that was thicker than water. Izuku’s balls twitched as he continued to stuff you full, there was no way you were pregnant after this. He knew his seed was potent, it was almost dangerous. He was three kids now and none of them was a retry.

Bakugou on the other hand had his hand wrapped tightly around his cock jerking himself off hastily. He let out a low grunt of “fuck” before he spilled his cum on Izuku’s lower back, the milky substance running down slowly onto his ass. Izuku gave you a few more pumps, some of his seed was oozing out of your cunt already before he even pulled out.

Your belly felt so full and heavy, like a bitch in heat you just got bred. All you could do was lay there in complete bliss with your hand on your belly hoping that the next morning you would be a new mommy.

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Help me.....help me find where I give a fuck look at her that bicth don’t got tough skin,you need tough skin to deal with that family. If she don’t send her Mouscedes King from Monster High: Boo York, Boo York back to the mother fucking sewerage,I’m JUMPING....no LEAPING at the chance to steel this bicth man.

Since I’m happy people enjoyed my recommendation for Izuku....next up to the plate is my fellow plus-size Bakugou simps!

Plum and Peach’s by miggiisawesome an ongoing story field with Angst,Love,depression,insecurity and comedy. Our story starts with middle school Y/N daughter of a retired hero turned baker who has a crush on her class mate and bully Bakugou.

It’s full of banter and Bakugou being an cute indecisive ass,and Y/N being a determined badass very much cried but the recent chapters are semi chill. I just loved a plus sized queen following her dreams and jealous Bakugou....go read NOW!

Never mind he just blocked me bc I said I did want to come over 😪 see real men ain’t shit.

Ima go read some fatgum smut to heal the pain 😭

Wish me luck anime whores I’m trying to scam this old ass collinizer man out of some money to buy some new merch 😪

Wish me luck anime whores I’m trying to scam this old ass collinizer man out of some money to buy some new merch 😪

Hello, miggiisdumb I have something very important to say and In my minds every should know about you and your writings.

Girl I hope your favorite character come up in yo house one day and eat you out like the goddesses you are,you deserve yo shit eaten left to right,upside down,forward and backwards,double Dutch and ect.

I don’t know why you decided to just come on this app and create such a damn amazing story. But from the bottom of my foot to the top of the hair on my head.

Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk.

If y’all thought I was done with Bully Bakugou think again🔫

cw: +18, fingering, public sex, degradation, slight breeding kink and dumbification if you squint

Bakugou’s always so mean to you- but you’re “secretly” a pervert and love every minute of it.

It’s just something about the way he gets so angry, that narrow of his vermilion eyes and snarl on that ferally-handsome face. You were hooked on it from the very first day you started working as his sidekick, felt your legs clench when he seized you down from head to toe.

“Better not get in my way, rookie.”

God, even his voice has you delirious.

So you do everything to get on Bakugou’s nerves- act like a total ditz just so he could make fun of you for it, “conveniently” forget paperwork so he could be all up in your face, seething at you for being such an airhead, or even lose spars on purpose during training, just to feel his muscle bound body manhandle you down on the mats, trap your hands behind your back, words of condescension almost making you soak through your leggings.

You figured it was starting to become obvious by the way you sometimes purposely drop things whenever he’s around and bent over to grab them, ass out and obvious from your leotard hugging your curves- but Bakugou’s eyes burning on the backside of your thighs is always worth it.

You’re none the wiser when Bakugou demands you to follow him down a dark alleyway, cutting your patrol path short because the day’s boring and slow. You don’t expect to be pushed against the wall, breath knocked out of you and still rendered breathless with the broad chest trapping you still, hot huffs of a growl dancing on your face.

“You must think you’re real funny, rookie- think I got all the patience to deal with you.” Bakugou spat, tight grip on your hips having you hitching your breath when he pulled you flushed on him.

“You some kind of slut that gets off of flashin’ her ass around, hah?”

Heavy gauntlets clank so loud against the ground that it wouldn’t be surprising if any passerby caught the sound and saw the indecency of two respectful heroes on duty, but that was the least of your concerns.

Dazed eyes watched the way Bakugou bit a glove off, revealed his big, marred and calloused hand from years of work, followed it down your body, between brown thighs that clenched tight around his wrist when he moved your leotard out of the way and brushed rough tips between your already wet lips. It was like electricity tazzed all of your nerves as he rubbed lazy circles on your clit.

And nasty words kept being whispered in your ear.

“Shit, look at this mess. Walkin’ around in public when you’re this filthy... you really got no shame, sweet cheeks.”

Bakugou slides two fingers in with ease and your jaw slants wide open from the stretch, ten times better than what your fingers or toys could try to replicate. He pumps them once, twice,three times, and juices are squelching all over, loud and crude, your shaky hands gripping his shoulder as you curl on his chest, panting and gasping because he was picking up speed with every passing second, curling on the spongy spot within your pussy regardless of how much you squeezed around his fingers.

The free hand gripped your jaw, hoisted your head up so teary eyes are meeting his lidded ones, deep cherry red from lust as he speaks against your lips.

“You did all of this on purpose, didn’t you?” Bakugou purrs, almost lovingly pecks your lips. “Just what exactly are ya trying to get at, baby?”

He figured he could call you out and tease you for being a pervert, thinking your dumb little attempts at trying to seduce him would go unnoticed, then be mean and leave you all hot and bothered during the rest of your patrol.

He wasn’t expecting you to smile back- wasn’t expecting your hands to grab his arm and grind yourself deeper on his fingers, sensitive nub rubbing on his palm, moans hazing so softly against his mouth as you stare at him in drunken infatuation.

“I want your babies.” You whispered and it drives Bakugou wild, restraint gone as if it was never even there.

“Bend over.”

There’s no room to complaints and you more than happily comply.

It ends with Bakugou being nice to you for once and carrying you the rest of the way back to the agency, still dumb from all the loads stuffed into your poor and sensitive cunt.