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Honestly, All Might probably should’ve guessed what a villain named Toy Maker, could do. However, he did hope there was some allowance for the fact that All Might never imagined he would be turned into a toy version of himself. A soft, plush version of himself. He appeared to have all his abilities, except he couldn’t talk. And his punches were ineffective. Dammit.
Toy Maker smirks as he picks up All Might, and All Might. All Might realized he couldn’t move his face either. “Now, where would be a good home for you?” Toy Maker asks, and All Might did not like the man’s smile. It was not nice.
All Might doesn’t understand what about this isn’t nice. He was a little scared when Toy Maker put him in a box, especially when he couldn’t hear anything outside of it but could feel himself getting jostled around. But upon being set down, and the box being opened, he was picked up by a bright eyed, All Might wants to guess fourteen year old? He didn’t understand why Toy Maker would send him here. The teenager- because this was definitely a teenager even if All Might was utter shite at guessing ages- just sat with him on the couch, watching the news and excitedly talking with his mom about the details on the plush. Being squeezed felt weird. But, also, nice?
All Might realized, a while back, that he wasn’t in any pain. Nothing hurt. He was still using One for All, but he couldn’t feel any strain. Any pain. It was like he could keep it up forever. And, as much as he would like that, All Might definitely needed to get back to his normal form.
However, there was a downside to this form. Beyond it’s plush nature. He couldn’t move if someone was watching him. Well. No. He couldn’t move if a child was watching him, and despite definitely being a teenager, the boy holding him still counted as a child.
Wonderful.
Maybe when the boy was asleep, he could sneak out.
When they retreated to the boys room, All Might considered the layout the best he could, quickly mapping the quickest way out. The only problem, was he definitely didn’t know where he was, and didn’t know how long it’d take to get back to someone who could help him.
“You know, you’re pretty soft.” The teenager murmurs, rubbing his thumbs along All Might’s plush front. All Might, to his horror, could feel himself get warm. He didn’t even have any internal organs! He didn’t have any external ones! But.
This was horrible!
Oh god. Oh fuck.
The teenager had pulled out his dick, rubbing at himself, they were on a teenagers bed. All Might was a plush. And a teenager was jacking off in front of him. This was terrible. How long did this last? Would it undo on it’s own? Did All Might have to find Toy Maker and get him to undo it? Preferably before he saw far too much of an underage child.
Izuku, after getting himself pretty hard, shifts, leaning back against his headboard and grabs the All Might plushie Toraka-san had given him earlier. Toraka-san had been their neighbour for years, and he was known for giving plushies to the building. Izuku had gotten one from him once before, but he hides that one at Toraka-san’s request. He definitely agreed he had no way of explaining the large orca plush with a revealable dildo to his mom, and didn’t even want to try. But Toraka-san had definitely been his introduction to this particular fetish. He never thought about using his plushies to jack off until Toraka-san had suggested it.
Now it was his favourite way.
Izuku pushes the All Might plush against his dick and starts rubbing, biting on his fist to keep himself from moaning as he starts moving his hips, he shifts the All Might plush, so he could rut against more easily than using his hand to jack off with it. He doesn’t last very long, quickly cumming with vigor all over Plush All Might’s face.
Izuku brings the plush to his face, rubbing the cum over All Might’s face before licking it off his thumb. Sometimes he liked the taste of his own cum. Sometimes he hated it. He’s not sure what the difference ever was. Maybe Toraka-san would know...
Today, however, Izuku definitely liked it, so after cleaning his thumb, he licks the remainder of the cum off the Plush.
It was a good plush.
Izuku slides down, and cuddles in to get some sleep, the All Might Plush tucked neatly against his chest.
Tomorrow was the weekend. And his mom worked. So, upon waking, at a later time when he knew his mom was out of the house, Izuku wastes no time with his morning wood. Using the All Might Plush once again to jack himself off, not quieting any of his moans this time, loudly groaning as he came all over the plushie’s body. Once again, he licks up all the cum, smiling when it once again tastes good, and then goes to get ready for his day, taking the All Might Plush with him around the house.
Honestly, his day wasn’t that exciting. He was mostly planning on jerking off. Maybe asking Toraka-san for something to hold the All Might Plush onto his dick better. Maybe velcro on his hands? Then Izuku could sleep with the plush tied around his dick.
Hmm. Toraka-san was always busy on weekends, so, it’d have to wait. Oh well. Izuku’s sure he has a toy shirt he could slip on that would work just as well.
When Izuku feels himself getting horny again, he debates. On one hand, the All Might plushie felt so nice against his dick. On the other hand, three times in a row would get boring. And, he could only use the orca when his mom wasn’t home. So, Izuku sets the All Might plush on his bed and pulls out a bin from beneath it that was hiding his favourite toy. He pulls out the orca and sets it on his bed with a smile.
He had stretched himself earlier, anticipating this as he always used the orca on weekends, so he wastes no time in freeing the orca’s dildo from it’s hiding place, quickly straddling the plush and sliding onto it with a low moan. The dildo was smooth and slick, but so thick and so long. When Izuku had first started playing with the orca a couple years back, when he was thirteen, he could see the dildo bulging through his stomach.
He still could, but not as much. Izuku sits up straight, wincing slightly. The dildo was angled, and firm, so when he sat wrongly, it pushed harder, sometimes it was the best thing. Sometimes it hurt more than it pleased. Regardless, Izuku liked touching the dildo through his stomach, it felt so nice. Izuku slowly fucked himself on the dildo until he found his sweet spot. He started dragging the dildo against it as slowly and as harshly as possible until he couldn’t anymore, then he sped up, bouncing on the dildo until he comes all over the orca.
Izuku takes deep breaths as he comes down from his high, he leaves the dildo in for a bit before sliding off. That always hits the spot. Once he recovers, Izuku stands, pulling on a pair of pajama pants and then taking the orca to the bathroom. It was easier, for clean up according to Toraka-san, to just let the orca soak in warm water and then air dry. And since the man made it, Izuku trusts him. So, after tossing the soiled orca in the hot water, Izuku returns to his bedroom.
He furrows his brow when he sees the All Might Plush on the ground. Did he, knock it off? Maybe? But he could’ve sworn it was on the bed when he left.
...
Oh well. Izuku picks up the All Might Plush and heads to the main room, turning on the TV to see what news was on. Maybe there had been a rescue, or eight. Surprisingly, there had been an attempted villain arrest. Someone named Toy Maker. Huh. Apparently the man’s quirk allowed him to turn anything, person or animal, into a toy of his choosing. And he was the only one that could turn them back.
And he refused to do that.
“It’s a good thing then, that no heroes were hit with this quirk of his.” One of the news anchors was saying.
The other one laughed, in agreement and the topic changes.
“God. That’d suck. It does make me curious about his quirk though, like, was the person turned as is into a toy or could he manipulate them? Like, make them into a sexdoll if he wanted to?” Izuku mumbles, pulling out his phone to google Toy Maker, there wasn’t much information out there. Especially not on his quirk. “Well, that’s lame.”
Izuku gets up, grabbing the All Might Plush and heading to the kitchen to make himself some lunch.
When he was done, he worked on some homework until he got bored and then pulled up some of his favoured porn videos, the All Might Plush tucked against his stomach, firmly on top of his bulging pants. As he watches, he starts grinding, basking in the friction until he was well and truly hard and felt himself leaking, then he pulls his dick out and starts thrusting against the plush again, eyes on the video as he thrusts harder and harder against the plush, the moans loud and drowning out even his own.
After he comes, and he starts licking the All Might Plush clean- Toraka-san did say to do so when he could. As he does so, he notices that in his excitement, he tore the plush. Right around the mouth. Aw. Well, he did know how to repair the plushes, but, as Izuku fingers the new hole, it did give him an idea.
He really, shouldn’t.
Not without Toraka-san’s advice.
Izuku texts Toraka-san and leaves the hole alone. Maybe he could use it later.
Izuku does find a toy shirt that fits Plush All Might that’s just a little baggy, enough to fit his dick through it, but not enough for it to slide off during the night, hopefully. And Toraka-san had gotten back to him, saying he could fuck the hole if he wanted, but he did have time tomorrow and could make the All Might Plush into an actual penetratable toy if he’d prefer.
Obviously, Izuku agreed. When he goes to bed that night, he slips the shirt and plush onto his dick, then pulls on his Pajama pants and goes to bed. It was going to be a good weekend.
All Might was having a terrible weekend. He was crushed under a teenager, right against the boys penis as the boy slept. He couldn’t get out, no matter how he tried, and the more he struggled and moved, honestly the more the teenager enjoyed it. He could feel the penis getting harder and harder on top of him. He froze when the teenager starts moving. Starts grinding on him. It wasn’t slow, it seemed as if he was seeking the most friction he could get to get an orgasm fastest. All Might wondered if he struggled a bit when he was doing this if he could get the shirt off, but all thoughts of struggling fled his brain when the moment he started the teenager let out a loud moan, and a few thrusts later, was cumming all over All Might. He thinks it got into the tear. He’s not sure, but he thinks he can feel it in his head.
It was a weird feeling.
All Might tries later in the night, when the teenager seemed fast asleep, and soft, but he didn’t get far. The boy seemed to get hard alarmingly fast- could that be a quirk?- and start grinding against All Might again. This time, he definitely got into All Might’s tear, one poorly aimed thrust had shoved the penis as far into the hole as it could be, and the teenager never pulled out, not fully, only thrusting deeper and deeper until he came in All Might’s head.
All Might will never admit that he actually enjoyed that feeling. Odd as it was.
All Might, couldn’t think for the rest of the night. His head felt swimmy. Unbalanced. All he could do is lay there until the boy woke up for the day. With more thrusting. More cum in his head. All Might could feel it leaking out.
Izuku pulls the All Might Plush off his dick, figuring out what the weird feeling had been. It wasn’t. The worst feeling. An actual hole to fuck might be nice. Maybe on top of the head, or at the butt? Somewhere he could shove his whole dick into the plush. The head could only fit half, maybe. But, it was also overflowing with cum. Oops. Izuku texts Toraka-san, and then checks on the orca he had left out to dry. Finding it dry, he puts it back under his bed, tucked safely away.
Izuku checks his phone and finds a laughing emoji from Toraka-san, and then another text telling him to just come over with the toy. Izuku shrugs and shoves the All Might Plush into a bag and quickly gets dressed. He waves goodbye to his mom, telling her he was heading over to Toraka-san’s for the day, he stops when she tells him she’ll be going into work later the day, unusual, so he’d have to let himself back in. Izuku makes a show of grabbing the keys before leaving.
Hours later, alone in his room, alone in the apartment, Izuku fingers the new hole Toraka-san had made. It looked very small, but Toraka-san said it would stretch to fit Izuku’s dick, but only barely. Also, he warned that after a couple uses, the toy might start leaking elsewhere when he was fucking it, but it was only Izuku’s own semen so he shouldn’t be concerned. Toraka-san had also added the velcro to the hands and feet so if Izuku wanted, he could latch it onto his dick, but it should also stay on if he pushed into the hole and just left it there. He had also, somewhat amusedly, cleaned out the semen from the toys head and sewed up the tear.
Then he told Izuku he’d be going on a business trip for a month, so, try not to have any toy emergencies before then.
But, now, Izuku couldn’t wait to play with his modified toy.
He had gotten hard just thinking about it, just fingering the new hole. It was soft, but firm. Izuku wonders if he needs to lube up, but Toraka-san hadn’t said to. And he had given rather explicit instructions with using the orca when Izuku first got that one. Izuku keeps fingering the hole, stretching it as much as it could, and decides, lubing up would probably be smart. It was the first time he was penetrating anything. So, better safe than sorry.
After lubing up his dick, he slides the All Might Plush onto it, moaning at how tight it was. It wasn’t painful by any means, it was, honestly, almost perfectly pleasurable. Part of him had wanted to play, to tease himself and go slow, but honestly, an overwhelming part just wanted to fuck until he filled this thing with his cum.
And fill he does, repeatedly.
As he fucks it for the third time, after appropriate breaks, he notices the front was getting wet around All Might Plush’s crotch area. Izuku rubs on it, and finds it getting more and more wet, he slows his thrusts, dragging his dick slowly along the hole, when he hits a certain area the area gets wetter. Izuku pulls out, instead shoving his fingers up the hole, finding the spot again and massaging it, curious as the area gets wetter and wetter until it seems to shoot cum. Like the plush was orgasming.
How adorable.
Izuku licks the spot, recognizing the flavour of his own cum, and starts massaging the spot again, licking and sucking on the area until it shoots cum in his mouth.
What a fun feature. Izuku’ll have to thank Toraka-san for adding it.
The teenager was sucking on him. All Might had never felt so mortified. The teenager kept licking his crotch, and All Might does not have any organs or nerves, he knows this, but for some reason (Toy Maker, almost certainly), All Might can still feel pleasure. He can still feel himself getting hot and bothered as the teenager sucked and licked on his crotch, he can feel pleasure rip through this horrid form as the teenager massages his prostate. He’s not even sure how that transferred with what Toy Maker had done to him (he truly tried not to think about the hole going through him now), but it had and he couldn’t stop himself. Toy Maker had given him the ability to actually orgasm. And he couldn’t do a thing to stop it as it was ripped from him by the teenagers very skilled fingers and tongue.
Shame curls deep in All Might, when he starts enjoying himself beyond necessary. When he starts wanting to participate in the sexual actions. The boy licking his face didn’t help. He’s pretty sure the boy was cleaning up his own semen- and no All Might’s not entirely sure why the boy would lick up his own semen- but, it felt nice. A little too nice.
“Geez. Did he put sensors in you or something?” The teenager mutters, rubbing a finger against All Might’s now wet plush crotch. “Or maybe you’re just leaking everywhere. I did use you. A lot. And you are pretty small.” The teenager pulls the finger off All Might’s plush crotch and sticks it in his mouth, sucking on it for a bit before speaking again, “I wonder if I could talk to Toraka-san about a bigger one. How I’d go about it, anyways. Maybe. I guess I could text him, but, it’ll be a month before he could do anything.”
Oh. Right. Toy Maker was disappearing for a month.
Oh fuck Toy Maker was disappearing for a month.
Probably leading a false trail and hiding his tracks. Destroying the effort to hunt him down. In a month, All Might will definitely be noted as missing. He wonders how people will go about finding him. It’s not as though All Might had intended to face down Toy Maker, or even told anyone. So. Yeah. All Might is probably not going to be found.
Dammit.
“Do I just have to like, suck all the semen out of you?” The teenager shoves his entire hand up the hole and All Might can’t feel pain, but. He feels like he shouldn’t stretch like that. That feels wrong. A bad wrong. “Cause, yeah, I can’t feel anything up here. That’s such a weird design. Hold on a sec.” The teenager sets him down in his lap and grabs his phone. Presumably texting Toy Maker.
That. Was actually throwing All Might a bit. The Toy Maker who had, modified, him earlier, despite what the modifications were, didn’t seem nearly as evil as the Toy Maker All Might had faced and heard about. But it was definitely the same Toy Maker. Any time the teenager left the room or had his back turned, the sadistic glee Toy Maker felt at All Might’s predicament was clear.
The teenager hums, “He says I could also soak you in warm water, that the semen will come leaking out, but it’d take a few hours, depending on the amount.” The teenager tosses aside the phone and picks All Might up again. “I dunno. Sucking it out of you is pretty fun. I wonder how fast I could do it?”
Oh no.
Ohhh no.
This was terrible. This was a terrible day. This was going to be a terrible time. All Might dreaded that smile. That smirk. Those fingers. That mouth.
All Might couldn’t wait until they were on him again.
Izuku got to twelve times before he got bored with the sucking and just shoves the toy back on his dick, it wasn’t hard yet, so, it did look a little funny and was a little trying to get on, but, eh. He liked the feeling, even on his soft dick. Izuku picks up his phone again, to look at Toraka-san’s response. Suck it out or soak it out, for semen out of the plush, sounded like a hassle, honestly. He would be limited to fucking it when his mom wasn’t home if he took to soaking it.
As for the other thing Izuku had texted Toraka-san about...
It honestly hasn’t been the first time Toraka-san had suggested he go to the place, but Izuku was hesitant. Part of him really wanted to. Part of him knew he could never hide it from his mom. That it was permanent. That he had to be firm in the decision. Certain.
He also wasn’t sure how much it cost. Toraka-san was always dismissive about the price. But, it couldn’t be cheap. And Izuku didn’t have that much disposable cash.
Well. Toraka-san had said he had until Monday night to decide. He wouldn’t be leaving for his business trip until Wednesday, but he’d need time to make Izuku the toy. Especially a replica of the smaller All Might one he already had. Izuku had tried to say he didn’t really want a larger All Might plush to fuck. He liked All Might, he was a great hero, but he didn’t have like, an active sexual interest in the hero.
It could’ve been anything Toraka-san had given him, and he would’ve treated it the same.
But Toraka-san was firm.
So.
Izuku had a decision to make. But, honestly, it could wait.
Unlike what All Might expected, when the teenager when to bed, he didn’t shove his dick in the hole and pass out. He, instead, velcroed All Might to his dick and passed out. Meaning that, once again, throughout the night, All Might was grinded upon and covered in semen. But unlike the previous morning, the teenager quickly got up out of bed and started running through the room, getting dressed and ready for school. All Might couldn’t recognize the uniform, but he did recognize the significance. He could escape! The boy would be at school for hours!
All Might was nearly vibrating with excitement to be out of this place!
Coincidentally, the teenager’s phone also started vibrating. The teenager paused in what he was doing, quickly answering it, he hums mostly in response, sometimes asked a confused ‘why?’ but in the end he agrees with whatever the person on the other end was saying. With an eyeroll, but. Teenagers.
The teenager then looked at All Might, who hadn’t moved from the laying down position he had been in when the boy woke up. “Toraka-san is weird.” The teenager declares, picking All Might up, “And you’re gross. Ugh. I’ll soak you after school. I should really start thinking these things through.” The teenager mumbles as he rounds the bed and pulls out an opaque plastic container. All Might had seen it before. It housed that disturbing orca.
To each their own, of course but. All Might would admit quietly to himself, he was a little concerned that Gang Orca had also been hit by Toy Maker until the teenager had admitted to having the toy for years, and All Might has definitely seen Gang Orca around more recently.
All Might really wished he could scream. He didn’t know what the teenager would do with the orca and All Might, but he really wished he could use his voice. Because the boy was sliding him onto the dildo, until he couldn’t anymore, and then he placed the lid onto, tightly sealing them together.
And All Might, couldn’t move. He was squished so tightly and precisely, he couldn’t get off the damn dildo.
Then, to his horror. The dildo started vibrating.
This. This was going to be a long day.
Izuku was rather grateful when his mom texts him that she’ll be working late and he’ll have to feed himself. He’ll be able to soak the plush in peace. Thank fuck. He leaves his back pack by the door after removing his shoes, and quickly heads into his room, upon opening the tote bin, he winces at the amount of semen. Apparently the pressure of the dildo made the semen in the All Might plush leak out, and onto the dolphin. Why the fuck had Toraka-san insisted on this? It was so weird.
Izuku rolls his eyes and takes both plushies into the bathroom, filling up a different plastic tote with warm water and submerging both plushies in it until they were soaked and continued to soak. Then, he decided to have a bath anyways. He needs to make a few decisions with his body anyways.
All Might might have a new fear. He appreciates being clean. Really wished it did not involve giving him a horrid sense of drowning. But he was now clean. The teenager wasn’t touching him either, rather, he was touching himself. Not, sexually. Just running his hand over the space between his balls and rectum, muttering something All Might couldn’t hear. It was, odd. The teenager sighs and picks up his phone, quickly typing something out then dropping it on his desk. “I. Might be making a mistake.” The teenager states, then whines.
All Might, honestly, would like to ask what was wrong, and why the teenager was still doing something he thought was a mistake.
Of course. Thoughts of talking to the teenager quickly flee All Mights mind when the teenager starts fucking him. This really shouldn’t feel this good. But it felt amazing. He never wanted it to stop. All Might wishes he could moan, the teenager filling him made him feel so good. He wants to feel like this forever. Just his dick inside him always. Filling him over and over again. It would be a perfect existence.