[Mental/Reality Shift, Sluttification, Pregnancy, Office Slut TF]

"Sir Kurow, isn't this outfit a little..."

"Short? Absolutely. However, you need to learn to use your gifts a little better, Miss Yaoyorozu."

Yaoyorozu Momo blushed a little as the red-hued man spoke to her. She and some of her friends had gotten a chance to intern at a brand new Hero Agency, Natural Office, yet instead of being out on patrol or trying to get stronger by following in the footsteps of her senior heroes...

Instead here she was. Currently having her hair done up in a bun that made her look a lot more formal than she liked, while at the same time being squeezed into a black secretary suit that was way, way tighter than it had any right to be. Not only was it way tighter than it was probably meant to be, but it was also incredibly revealing in ways that left a red hue on her cheeks.

The pencil-shaped skirt that she wore? It was so short that it was actually incredibly easy to catch glimpses of her underwear, and she knew that some of the male employees had taken notice. And if you were to look up above, she wasn't able to button up the top completely, resulting in her cleavage being flashed towards anybody that might be looking at her for longer than a few seconds.

"I... I understand that, Sir Kurow. But if I am to use these gifts, shouldn't I be trying them out on a Villain?" Momo asked a natural question, while at the same time trying to pull down on the skirt a little. Partly to cover up her rear and hide her panties in the process, but also to hide her crotch which was just barely peeking out under the edge of the skirt.

The man she called 'Sir Kurow' was the head of the new office, and a man that barely looked like a Hero. What with those big black horns and the dark red hue to his skin that made him look way more like a Demon compared to anything else. But the way he treated her, aside from making her wear this outfit... It wasn't bad.

"I suppose you may be right, Miss Yaoyorozu." Kurow said as he placed his elbows on his desk, contemplating the conundrum he had forced upon the girl. "Have I told you what I would like to see from the young hearts and minds that become part of this Office, Miss Yaoyorozu? Or did you find out about that all on your own, prior to seeking an internship?"

Momo nodded a little. He knew that she was a smart girl. He knew a lot about her at that, before she had even told him about it. "You wished to see Heroes and Villains finally come to terms, so that the world can become a better place. That's why you're in the business of hiring former Villains as part of the Office too, as I understand it."

"You really are such a bright mind, Miss Yaoyorozu. And you come packaged with a body like no other. I am delighted to have scouted you!" Kurow laughed, nodding along before turning towards the large window overlooking the city behind him. "Indeed. It's thanks to the efforts of girls like you that I will achieve my dream. Just as I will help nurture your own dreams, and whatever else you might be harboring inside that heart of yours."

The black-haired young woman almost felt her heart skip a beat as he spoke. Though she didn't really pay attention as much as she focused on her Boss. "I... What do you mean to say, Sir Kurow?" Come to think of it, she hadn't quite been able to find out about his Quirk. Did he have the ability to read people's hearts..?

"Oh, please, Miss Yaoyorozu. You've been here for long enough. Let's drop the formalities a little. You and I are the only ones in this room after all." Kurow said as he turned around once more, a much more relaxed yet at the same time seductive smile on his face as he lifted himself from his seat. "I know you've been looking at me a little longer than you might have needed to. Please. If there's anything you want from me, I would love to hear it. You are part of this family I've been nurturing, it would be a shame to leave you hanging."

Momo was trying to keep up with what Kurow was saying, yet it was like her heart was skipping several beats as he spoke. Most of what he said shouldn't make sense. She hadn't been here for that long. Just a few years after getting out of school, staying at his side as his loyal secretary. And yes, she may have let her eyes drift a little so she could catch a good glimpse of his strong body... Just a little.

"Did those seminars not mean anything to you, Kurow? What part of 'try not to build any workplace relationships' fell by the wayside?" Momo tried to admonish him as he came closer, yet at the same time... She used his name in the way only somebody intimately familiar with him could...

Kurow smiled as he stopped right in front of the black-haired secretary. Reaching around her, letting his strong hand grip her plump backside. "You know as well as I that they're just there to try and keep people like us apart. I know what you want, Momo. I've always known. And you've known that, that's why you've been acting like this."

Every time he spoke, it was like Momo's heart just kept skipping. And her mind adjusted accordingly. So even though he was touching her like that, making it impossible to see his actions as anything but sleazy... She had long since grown used to the kind of man that he was. Which made it incredibly hard to not lean into it, panting a little as her big man's hands really cupped a good feel of her ass...

Was her ass bigger...? Were her assets bigger in general? It felt like they were bigger than they were meant to be, what with being bigger than her head and being so wide that she could be mistaken for a living and breathing statue of fertility... But with all those sensations running through her, it was hard to really tell.

Not like it really mattered either. Not when he was holding her like this. Not when he was imposing himself on her like he owned her. But he knew that she liked that. He could read her like an open book... Just as he had done so many years in a row...

"I'm sure they'll love to have a couple more siblings. Shame you'll have to pop 'em out before you can have new ones."

Kurow's words rang true through her ears once more, causing her heart to skip a few more beats. All while she felt her stomach kicking in turn. Those rowdy little guys were just like their Father. Always doing what they wanted without asking...

But she liked it just like she liked him. It was why she couldn't help but shiver a little in delight as his free hand rubbed up against her belly. So close to popping too, which just made this all the more enticing...

Hm..? Hmm..? As she felt the wonderful relief of having her Boss rubbing his strong hand against her belly, it was like there was a voice in the back of her mind.

A voice that was telling her how all of this felt so wrong. How she had only just started a few weeks ago, and that he hadn't been part of the city for much longer. Insinuating that he had made her fall under some sort of spell with the way that he talked to her.

What a stupid voice. She was his and his alone. He had laid claim to her long ago, the moment that she began working at his side as a secretary. Fresh from U.A. Abandoning the path of a Hero, so that she could support him in his dream to make Heroes and Villains come together...

Under him, of course. She wasn't stupid. In fact, she was the one he trusted most of all. Which was why she knew exactly what he had been planning. And what a plan it was...

To make both Heroes and Villains into part of his Office. As loyal workers. Loyal playthings. Just like her. It made her shiver as she looked deep into those eyes of his...

"I don't think I can wait that long, Sir." The way she emphasized his title despite their familiarity... That's right. She wanted to be put in her place again. And the way that she spread her legs as she was pushed up against the desk...

The pregnant secretary wanted him to plow her as he had done many times before. Something that he was more than happy to do, as he continued to push her further and further into his influence.

And she would be there to help him with putting more would-be-heroes under his influence as well. As his Secretary...

And broodmare...

---

"Seems like you're still lagging a little bit behind, Jiro. Numbers aren't looking too hot, and not to mention what you spend your checks on."

"Like you have any room to talk, Kiko. What I do in my freetime has nothing to do with you."

"Oh, don't you mind her, Jiro. She's just trying to encourage you to try a little harder. Nothing wrong with that, riiiight?"

Kyoka JIro huffed as she took another sip from her cup of water. All while being pincered between two of the worst people she had ever met. Why did she go to this damn Office in the first place, and where the hell was Momo for that matter...

Standing at her sides were two rather gravid looking and arguably rotund women. As far as she could tell, they were meant to be two of Natural Office's star heroes... Blanc and Noir, was it? Except those colorful names were the opposite of the color of their bodies. Somebody must've made a mistake while they were cooking up their names...

Either way, it was like they were in sync whenever they happened to prey upon a newcomer like her. Using their rank and their size to get people to go along with what they wanted. And since she was a bit of a punk in her spare time, that didn't mesh well with what they thought a member of this 'Family' should be.

'Blanc', more commonly known as Shirai Kohana, chuckled a little as she adjusted her uniform. Despite the fact that her nipples were one moment from slipping free from her incredibly obvious bra, to the point where it was astonishing that she chose to even wear the outfit if she was going to be that close to bursting out of it. And it barely even fit her gravid belly too, with her popped-out navel on full display despite what she was wearing...

'Noir', more commonly known as Sakurai Kiko, pushed her glasses up slightly as she took a sip from her own water. All while smugly checking the charts on her clipboard. Always full of all sorts of data, none of which made any sense to Jiro despite her orientation. "You know, Jiro. If you really want to be part of the family, you have to act like it. But I'm sure that you've made strides already. The numbers don't lie."

Jiro wanted to curse at Kiko, before blinking as the black-haired woman let some strange words slip past those plump black kissers of hers. It caused her internal track to skip slightly. "I've been doing my best, yeah. Unlike a certain somebody who probably gets stuck in the doorway when she's hurrying home."

"That's exactly where the boss likes us, and don't say it like you wouldn't want to get stuck too. You've got a bakery back there, and a real pair up front." Kohana giggled in turn as she reached down to give Jiro's impressive puppies a little squeeze...

Prompting a blush to gradually work its way onto Jiro's cheeks. Not just because her dusky-skinned coworker openly groped her and pushed her pregnant belly up against her back...

But because those milky tits of hers, that were on the verge of bursting free from her purple dress shirt, were already leaking a little from barely making it out of the elevator earlier today. She didn't need Kohana to start teasing her, as she glared through her own glasses at the gravid favorite.

"SOMEBODY has to put in the effort to look good, instead of just getting the boss to fuck them until they can't walk straight." Jiro huffed, putting a real bitchy air as she rubbed her own belly. So pitifully small compared to the two Heroes that had been there longer than her.

"Please." Kiko spoke up, grunting almost like the fat pig that she probably looked like to the lesser experienced Office Slut. "You're no better. You've been under that desk while he's been chatting with Yaoyorozu. You're Daddy's cock-warmer, aren't you? Don't act like you're much better than we are."

So what if she was good at that? So what if she had used her talents to get further ahead, and get the big boss man to have a little extra fun with her? She just did what came naturally. Just as he did to her when she bent over a little too far.

It was why she was getting up there. She wasn't quite as big as either of them were. But they were also experienced Office Sluts. They were the old hotness. She was still young enough, even if she was starting to creep up there...

"Why don't you two go prey on the new blood?" Jiro rolled her eyes as she sipped from her cuppa, needing the coffee to get through the day. Partly because these two always had a habit of getting on her nerves with their constant complaining, but also because she had a special meeting with 'Daddy', and dammit if she was going to miss it just because they were getting in her way...

Both Kiko and Kohana giggled in unison this time. Which only really emphasized how the two of them felt like twins, or almost like palette swaps of one another...

"Because we know you love it. A bitch like you needs to be riled up. Otherwise, she's going to go high and dry when it's time to be put in her place." Kiko said, firmly grabbing hold of Jiro's tit. Even fishing it out from her top, letting that milky nipple out to air in the process. "You want him to come down on you and just drain these things, don't you? Treat you like a sow that's good for nothing but your womb?"

Jiro tried to bitch at Kiko. Really, she did. But a combination of a kick from her gravid belly and the gravid wall behind her pressing up against her served to make the aged Office Slut tremble as her skirt was on the verge of tearing. And the thong she wore underneath the skirt was just as tempted to snap.

"We've been there. So's the other three. And if I know Daddy right, he's probably going to town on Yaoyorozu right now. Making sure that she's part of the family. Making sure that she never thinks twice about joining here. You want to be right where she is. Don't you, Bitch?" Kohana giggled, all while pushing further up against Jiro. Pushing and pressing her hands into that ass too, that real fat bakery...

JIro bit her fat lip as she very nearly spilled her coffee from this teasing. Completely unaware of the way that the two were pulling her deeper and deeper into this depraved office's influence. Because dammit, they were right. She had been a punk when she was younger, thinking that she could do things exactly how she liked it.

Which was why she was shocked when she took things slightly too far. And Daddy pushed her over the desk. And after introducing her to what he had down there... After letting her lips kiss that fat red thing...

She became part of the family. And she never ever forgot what it would be like to go up against Daddy. What it would be like to be exposed to the way he thought about her and her fellow Office Sluts...

"Ffffuck..." Jiro muttered as she fell onto her knees. Damnit, the dam blew open. She was gushin' real bad. And it was all because of these two bitches that couldn't help but punch down on somebody they knew couldn't handle it.

Because she damn well knew she liked it too. Fuck, she had watched them breed with Daddy in the first place. That's what led to all this. That's what led to her being put in her place and made yet another one of Daddy's broodmares, masquerading as yet another Office Slut...

Hero? Who the fuck was that, she deffo wasn't one. She barely even remembered her time at U.A. Daddy fucked it right out of her when he knocked her up for the first time...

So what if that voice in the back of her head was trying to tell her that she wasn't meant to be like this? Fuck that voice, that voice sucked. She loved being like this. She loved being yet another one of Daddy's many sluts. And she was totally aware of it too...

Which just made keeping the secret from anybody that happened to be new that much harder. Not that it would last long. Daddy had a way with the new workers. She knew that much from when he bred her the first time. And if he didn't do it, then Office Sluts...

Yeah...

"Where's the new blood, Kiko?" Jiro muttered as she reached up, with her black-clad Office Slut bestie helping her onto her feet. "I think we need to start putting a little pressure on them. You know. So they know what they're getting into."

"Sounds like music to my ears, Jiro. Not that I've heard you listen to anything except Daddy's secret tapes." Kiko grinned, and Jiro shot her another glare to try and shut her up. It never worked. Not that she wanted it to work. Kiko's cheeky attitude was exactly the kind of thing she needed.

"You're lucky, Jiro. We've got a new Villain coming in. I hear she's a real doozy, thinking she could stalk Daddy and try and turn into him. She'll learn once she spends a little time in private with him, don't you think?" Kohana giggled, bumping her wide hips up against Jiro's, thanks to how the latter's pair had grown just as big as hers...

In fact, the three of them looked like they could practically be the same woman. Just change the palette slightly. And swap out Jiro's sleeveless top look for a proper secretary's uniform. But Jiro liked the shirt. Even if it was this close to tearing because of her milky tits and her pregnant belly. Even if she was more than certain that Daddy would buy her new one if her tits burst free while he was busy filling her again...

She couldn't remember that she had been a mere stick of a girl just a scant little while ago. No, she had been an Office Slut for as long as she could remember. A gravid member of the working class here at Natural Office. Always there to bully the others so they’d end up becoming just like her...

Unaware that she was just furthering her Boss' Quirk and its influence on all of them...

---

"My my. I had a feeling you two had it in you. You're going to make my Pappy very proud, you know? Even if you two ladies are a little slow still!"

Uraraka Ochako and Asui Tsuyu had also joined Momo in interning at Natural Office. And while they managed to escape the influence of the other Office Sluts that had been able to turn Jiro into a bitch just like them...

They ended up with a Manager directly above them. All because the two of them were a little slow to handle a computer and handle all of those hard, haaaard spreadsheets...

"I'll show you something real slow if you keep watching, Sir Yomil."

Ochako gave her manager a little wink, all while pressing her breasts up against the desk as she carefully and deliberately typed away at her keyboard with only two fingers. Having to press down with a keen eye to ensure that she was typing correctly...

All because of the handsome young devil that happened to be her manager. Yomil was Sir Kurow's son, and he definitely inherited the best parts of his handsome nature. Sure, he wasn't as big and as strong and as stout as Sir Kurow... But he made up for it with a much leaner frame that made him not only seem like he was younger than he really was...

But it also made him a damn good looking snack. And Ochako simply couldn't keep herself from exhibiting a little bit of that lust rushing through her as she looked at him. Damn, she could just eat him whole like a leopard...

Which fit the shirt that she was wearing. While there was a uniform that most workers were meant to wear, that didn't mean that there was a dress code. And since she happened to be a little too-into the kind of man that her manager was...

Well, the Cougar couldn't stop herself from wearing a tight outfit that emphasized everything she thought that he'd love. Especially as that tied top emphasized her tits very well. The very same tits that she was currently pressing up against the desk.

Not that the junk in the trunk was something that you'd have to downplay. Thanks to her tight yoga pants, which were just a little wet and steamy after the exercise that she had done after a quick lunch, those fat buns of hers were ready to pin down that man...

"You've got some fine candy over here too, don't think you can just enjoy her, ribbit."

While Ochako was definitely a real hot cougar, a far cry from the happy girl that she had been when she first started her time here at the company... That didn't mean that her fellow Office Slut was far behind. In fact, you could barely tell the two apart when they were side by side like this.

Especially since Tsuyu's fat ass was currently sticking a little further into the air, since she used her natural flexibility to really push her tits into the desk. All for the sake of trying to seduce the manager. All for the sake of making him give her a few more looks just as he was looking at Ochako.

Okay, sure, the two of them had started nearly at the same time. And sure, the two of them had been crushing on the very same young man that happened to end up their manager... But that didn't mean he just had to pick one of them. Hell, if he had to pick one, why not pick her? Not only was she incredibly fertile thanks to her quirk, but she was more than ready to take care of the lot of them. While still working too.

She wasn't just typing away at a random document for no reason. ...Actually, she kinda was. She, and Ochako too for that matter, barely even remembered that they had to actually work. The two cougars, whose tits were on the verge of breaking free from their respective tops, were a little too seduced by the man that they both craved. Why else would their respective holes be drooling onto their seats.

"Now now." 'Sir' Yomil smirked as he spanked both ladies' on their respective rumps, causing their yoga pants to get absolutely soaked thanks to all of the juices that were pouring out of them. "You should both be focusing on making Pappy's company run. And whoever ends up with the better results by the end of the week... Let's say that I'm more than willing to give them a special bonus. Especially if it happens to align with your special day."

Ochako and Tsuyu both trembled, their wombs brimming with life as he mentioned that special day. That's right. Daddy had bred them and it was about to be that time. The time that they were meant to save for him...

But since Yomil was here, more than willing to humor their lust for him... Fuck, they both had to prove that they were the best option. The best slut in the office. All so that they could be the one for him...

Formerly wonderful friends glared at one another, the two cougars set upon one another, as they furiously began to type away and actually attempt to do the work they were hired for. All while their manager simply smiled and sat back, watching the chaos gradually unfold as he took a sweet sip from his own coffee...

Their rumps were bouncing at the same pace as they were typing away at their respective keyboards. If he was so inclined, given the nature of the other sluts that worked for his Pappy, Yomil could just start stroking it and they would hardly notice. Cougars they were, but they also had a terrible case of tunnel vision.

But that was what the point of it all was, wasn't it? Making sluts like them, hopeful Heroes and Villains that were about to go out into the world and cause a whole lot more chaos, into nothing more than different kinds of docile sluts that his Pappy bred?

As long as they ended up under him, he could use his Quirk and change them on a fundamental level. They were part of the Family. Part of his little corporate scheme to have all the sluts he could possibly want. All it took were a few words from somebody higher than them, and their histories started to unravel and turn into something new. Hell, it extended to them too, once they started to take a higher position in the company.

It was why those heroes, those 'Naturas' that the whole Office was supposed to be named after, were able to turn their high-ranked positions into mouthpieces for their boss-turned-hubby. And Blanc and Noir were definitely the best of those...

Not that sluts like the two that were currently furiously typing away in front of him, like they were trying to make themselves that much more fuckable, really needed to be pushed that far. Just a few sweet words and a sweet face like his own, and they fell instantly. Which just made them that much more appealing. What was better than a slut that did exactly what you told her to?

"Gotta get the hunk, gotta get the hunk and make him fill me right after my special day..!" Ochako muttered under her breath as she very nearly started to hump her seat, all while tapping the keys as much as she possibly could while still keeping to that deliberate typing style. Only caring if she actually managed to do the right inputs without thinking if there could be a better way.

All while every tap made her forget more and more of who she was. Not that there was much left in that head of hers to remember anything. Gone were the days of being poor and barely making it into the hero course and trying to make her dreams come true. Instead, nothing but statistics and hunks like Sir Yomil filled her mind. Making her pant and gasp and drool all over her desk like the needy mess that she was at heart....

"Breed, breed, make family, make hot hunky hubby fuck my mommy pussy..!" Tsuyu was just as furious in the way she was typing, and thanks to her Quirk making her that much better at breeding....

She was this close to simply squeezing out the buns in the oven right then and there. They were about to pop anyway, she could handle it. Just as she could handle the way she squeezed out her own memories bit by bit, turning it all into squirted juices on her seat...

Tsuyu didn't need anything except the hot feeling of being bred by such a wonderfully appropriate partner. He was everything that she could possibly want. Everything that she could possibly need. Fuck, she needed him right now... Right... NnnnNNNNOOOOWWW!

Yomil smiled as both of the two cougars ended up screaming from how badly they had turned themselves on, with both of them collapsing onto the parts of the desk that they had already turned so dirty. Whether due to the milk that had been pouring from their respective milky udders, or from all the drool that had been pouring from their thirsty lips...

They were complete and utter messes. Just like anybody that Pappy got his hands on. Hell, he had been one too. A boy he took a particular liking to, transforming him into his deviously and devilishly seductive son. The same son he focused his Quirk through, turning his workers into sluts that knew no better. Sluts that were ready to breed and do whatever he wanted...

He'd have to clean up after them. And then check up on the next batch of hopefuls. Endeavor's daughter going her own path, and a couple of students from U.A that also wanted to try and intern here at Natural Office.

Heh. Pappy'd like them a lot. Especially once he worked his magic and turned them all into pregnant broodmares that were just as corruptive as him....

Just as ready to turn both Heroes and Villains into his playthings, with Yomil happy to help them along...