My Hormonal Control Quirk

Microscope, net gun, jet hammer.

Inventions she peddled because she had no more benefit for them. Even for her, the day she sold them, these three objects were nothing more than scraps, she believed. She couldn't do anything more with them, she thought. She had no more space to stock them, she repeated. That's what Mom and Dad asked me to do, she frowned with a tinge of motherly guilt…

And now… Now that she had finally reunited with the first super cute babies she had ever given birth to, she cried. She wept with joy. She didn't recall incorporating an add-on on any of her super cute babies capable of eliciting a forced lacrimal response from both her eyes and that, SIMULTANEOUSLY. But what a surprise!

Stupendous!

Marvelous!

While upgrading them, crying with a big smile, she thought about the man who actually saved her babies from the landfill. The man said it was "good shit" back then, but really, she couldn't comprehend, understand or figure out why. It was all crappy. She made all this when she was 8, after all.

It was nothing great! It was simpleton work! So, if he thought his microscope was good, she would prove to him that it was anything but that. Her talent is far from being that infinitesimal. Right! She wouldn't be able to garner the loyalty of one of her first clients if she didn't ensure that she proved her worth!

"It is time, my supa babies! After normal check-ups, here come the supa upgrades!!"

Sander, paint, lens, motor, rotor, explosives, formaldehyde. She'd brought it all.

Pressing the button of her steam-punk-like toolbox, several drawers unlocked, extending and pushing up the box above the ground as a small workbench was mechanically pulled out. A little marvel of technology she'd finished crafting a few weeks ago, thanks to the money she got from this man.

She was more than operational to make these three super cute babies grow up as they should, so she lost herself in her marvel, adding elements here and there, upgrading, while in the background, she could hear strange sounds like furniture banging against a wall.

It reminded her of the highly modified jackhammer she used a few years ago to propel herself into the air. She got sent flying against a wall, knocking her out while the thing got sent through the ceiling, piercing a hole in another flat and ending up in the upstairs neighbors, two floors above. No one figured out how to shut it down, so a demining squad had to be called in.

Since then, they have lived in a house.

With Mei's workshop far away from it.

It wasn't her habit to wallow in past memories, her brain was invariably too hectic obsessing over her super cute babies for that to happen, but she'd been feeling markedly out of kilter for what seemed now like a few dozen minutes. Her body was ticking differently than regular; she could feel it, but nothing! Nothing! Could ever shake her creative spark. Her enthusiasm and passion were at stake! Her future! This sensation was a challenge to her mastery!

Even if her breathing became as ragged as the sound of an off-axis washing machine, she'd keep her bolts straight all the way. Even if her crotch began to leak fluid like a broken faucet, she'd have to wait until the plumber came.

Keeping the same smile as always, she strived to add way more upgrades to her super cute babies until her head started spinning from trying to overcome what her body stimulus wanted her to do. Ungluing her eyes from her workshop, she looked back.

No one was here anymore. She was alone.

"Mr. Tremblay?"

There was a light, mellow scent wafting through the room, along with an almost invisible pinkish hue. Although her eyes were gifted with the ability to detect such things, it was clear that even here, considering the sheer volume of this airborne substance, anyone might be able to see it.

She zoomed in as hard as she could with her eyes focused on the particle floating in the air.

—What in the landfill is this?

Since she couldn't isolate some of them to analyze them, she saw a big bundle of particles floating like a heavy gas closer to the ground, while the other part floated closer to the ceiling, like a light gas, but their structure seemed to be the same.

"PRODIGIOUS! THIS IS-"

A sensation in her lower abdomen stopped her dead in her track. Blushing slightly, at least more than she already was. It was as if when this man touched her, or to be fairer, when she plunged toward him upon seeing his wallet, she felt something had gone haywire in her brain matter. Being too enthusiastic was a bad thing, huh?

"NU-HUH!"

Could it be a quirk-

"THE TOILET!"

Where is it? Where!? In a hurry, she searched everywhere. Up and down, she opened doors randomly. A cubbyhole, a bathroom, a bedroom, and a second bedroom. The instant she opened this bedroom door, a torrent of pinkish particles unleashed, mingled with another strong and potent aroma, something she never smelled before.

Upon her eyes landing on the bed before her, she froze for a second, trying to acclimate to the view, in vain, now that her entire structure was malfunctioning. She no longer comprised her own coding as her pupils dilated and zoomed in on the back of the person who was hip-thrusting the woman in front of him.

As the man turned to see what was going on, she felt a sensation she'd never felt before and swiftly spun around, closed the door, and raced down the apartment toward the last door she hadn't opened; now, her face flushed from embarrassment.

—What was it? What was that? What could it be? What would it be?!

Now that she was here, she couldn't even pee. Her body was as if encoded by malware. Knowing that it was because of these particles wasn't of any help either, she needed to breathe erratically, and even if she had the components to build a mask gas, it was way too late.

Plus, at this point, she wanted to experiment with her body. She was no total stranger to masturbation, but this was the first time she'd needed it so badly.

Sitting on the toilet, she pulled her knees up towards her, spreading her legs a little, just enough to let her hand pass through. There was a thrill about flicking your bean into someone else house, but unfortunately, her own fingers slipping over and into her pussy served little purpose.

"Hnng…"

Judging by her ragged and restless breathing, it wasn't lust. It was almost painful, so much so that she was already imagining designing a machine capable of solving this kind of issue.

"A… A kinky, super cute baby…"

Pink particles were everywhere, and as much as she wanted to sneak out for some fresh air, Felix had double-locked the door. She was trapped in this never-ending overload, hearing in the background the grunts and yelps of the two individuals who fucked in the adjacent room.

Shamelessly, she stuck her ear to the walls and closed her eyelids as she continued to dig her fingers into her pussy. At this point, her whole machinery would explode if she didn't find a way to have a heartfelt orgasm.

Her whole body was on overdrive; her ragged breathing worsened each time she heard the blue-skinned lady come. She had no idea how anyone could cum so many times in a row, given that she knew nothing about people and had her head too wrapped up in electronics even to know the name of a single bone in a human body.

And it was... strangely arousing to be still left in the dark but wanting more.

"Aaah... Aahh... This isn't enough..."

Her fingers were now covered in her love juice, but a single homemade orgasm wasn't enough to satisfy her cravings. Not enough power? Was she running out of juice?

This couldn't be true... It proved so far-fetched that she persisted in fingering herself harder and harder, desperately trying to find a button capable of triggering the super orgasm mechanism, but to no avail. She bit her lip, pupils dilated, her breathing jerky as she soon realized it became increasingly difficult to remain rational. For a lab rat like her, this thought felt like a bomb, a cross between fear and excitement.

For quite some time now, the sounds coming from the bedroom next to her ceased to give place to a disquieting calmness.

It was like she was alone with herself, but as soon as she heard the door on the other side open, she jerked her body forward and got out of the toilet in a hurry with her pants poorly put on, not even up to her pelvis. She was also sweat-covered, so much so that one of her dreadlocks was stuck to her face.

"THE BABIES ARE SLIPPING UP!!"

Felix, who was heading for the bathroom, jumped before turning to her, raising an eyebrow, but after seeing her state, a sorry smile appeared on his face. Mei herself wasn't thinking anymore, even more now that his bedroom door was left wide open, letting those particles she could still see fly everywhere.

"I AM GOING BONKER!"

A nasal chuckle escaped from Felix, shaking his head. It was difficult for her to figure out why, but she remained astute despite it all, and she knew it was all coming from one of them. She wobbled forward and peered into the room, where the blue-skinned woman lay on her stomach, a white streak running from her pussy.

"Mei...? If you want something, you have to ask me clearly. I'm not the sharpest knife in the shed, you know."

"S'per 'ute ba'ies..."

"Eh?"

"SUPER CUTE BABIES!"

"...okay, calm down, now-"

In her haste, and without even really realizing what she was doing, acting purely on instinct, she pushed Felix against a wall, placing her hands on his bare chest. Her knees clamped down to rub against each other, trying to calm the throbbing of her vulva and womb.

"So you wanna play it rough, yeah?"

"Hnng... I... NEED TO BE TINKERED!" She riled up, pressing her bra-deprived boobs against him. "Please..."

There were no other meaningful words exchanged from there. Neither of them was in their right mind to actually talk anyway. Even Felix, who was more, because of his super-hormones, always tenfold hornier—or any other feeling in this matter—than others, couldn't shake off this awful need not to fuck, but to breed.

The slightest bit of control he could have as of now over his hormones was prevented by the astronomical amount of aphrodisiacs and pheromones stagnating in the flat.

"Ooh...! Hnng...~"

How long had it been since they started "tinkering" together?

She'd lost count of the number of times she'd climaxed, at which point even the soreness of her vagina that she'd initially felt faded to nothing but lust.

Their lovemaking had started in the middle of the corridor, with no kisses, no foreplay, no condom. Brutish sex. Animalistic sex.

As time passed and they changed positions, they moved more and more toward the living room until they reached her fold-out workbench. Felix forced her to lie doggy-style on it, her legs still upright, her feet touching the ground so he didn't have to do all the work.

Mei pushed her body up with her arms, trying to position herself to be a bit more comfy, but it was useless, given her haze. Her face was a sweating mess; dreadlocks fell before it, hiding most of her features and bounced with her big boobs with each thrust she experienced, mouth agape, breathing erratically.

"Aannhh~ Oooh...~"

It wasn't long before Felix started pounding her again with no restraint. He didn't hold back in the slightest, even though he knew she was a virgin. In truth, it was more bestial than usual. Neither love nor care was involved in their actual "lovemaking."

Those hip thrusts were more like blows than anything else. It was dominating, aggressive. Despite that, she yelped and moaned like a bitch in heat each time he showed his bestial side.

"Ha... der... Annn... Ah..."

Even without understanding everything, Felix decided to go even wilder, if that was even possible. He took her by the arms, making her chest fall forward on the workbench, prison guard position-like, and pounded her again with all he had.

Using her arms and the weight of her body mixed with his own thrusting, each dicking became increasingly debilitating. She was losing her mind over it.

His big thing came in and out endlessly, stretching her inside, invading her till he hit her sweet spot, her cervix. Cumming didn't stop him. He was relentless. She loved it. She wanted more of it. His tip drilled her most private, deepest spot, gushing his cute babies inside. It was so goddamn hot; she couldn't help but be horny.

"UuuUhhh...~♥ T-Tink-er me... more..."

Words wanted to come out of Felix's mouth, but for the first time in his life, he wasn't in control of himself; his quirk was, so he continued to fuck her like a breeding mount, switching from taking her arms, who slumped down inertly to her side, to take her by the head, putting his fingers in her mouth and arching her back toward him. A few delighted, guttural sounds escaped from her vocal cords, but it was all she managed to say now that she couldn't speak anymore. Felix's cock was now as deep as ever, and she impatiently waited for her to get ravaged and used once more.

She was dripping on the floor, her asscheeks reddened by the hundreds of thrusts she greedily took.

Like a rutting animal, Felix thumped her cunt again as he started grunting, getting close to his final stretch. He wasn't trying to make her cum; he was trying to have his fill. Mei could feel that too, but in her current state, she was the same. Both of them were tools for the other convenience. Was this love? This was love, isn't it? She was quite sure of it. This feeling.

Feeling both of them were close, Felix removed his fingers covered with her saliva from her mouth to move toward her nipples, playing with it, sending a shiver through her spine... She never even tried to touch herself anywhere else away from her crotch... This sensation was an anomaly. She was melting as his finger traced the curve of her body, slowly coming back to her waist, then her hips.

She turned toward him with a pleading look. She needed that.

In response, Felix took hold of her hips, pressing down to bring out her curves, her heart-shaped ass, and stuffing her without even a second's thought. He could feel her pussy contract violently with every little orgasm she reached. Her cunt embraced him with such warmth and intensity that he thought at times he was going to cum and that this time it would be over, but even so, his ego, the one thing he's always been good at, sex, he couldn't afford to cum first.

"I... I'm gonna c- Haanh...~"

Felix's cut her off by spanking her fat ass, who giggled because of it. It wasn't a playful spanking, but one that hurt, but the tingling only added a little something to the act, and he could fill it, too; her womb just sucked his tip.

"You like that, huh? You bitch."

"—Y-Yeaah..."

Thinking about how a crazed, tryhard girl like her could become such a wanton slut in a matter of hours fueled his fire. He continued spanking her ass so much that he could see the outline of his hand on it on her right cheek. From each spank came a fierce squeeze of her womb and inner wall, so he did it again and again, seeking pleasure as Mei started squealing.

His cock came in and out of her cunt which was a sloppy mess. She was gripping him so much despite all the love juice and cum, that when he thrust it back, her pussy lips were trying to cling to his dick, not wanting to let go. He never saw that before...

In a last effort, seeing she trembled more and more and that her legs started to give up, he pounded her one more time with his last bit of stamina. He pressed his thumb against her asshole, which contracted and dilated with each of her orgasms, trying to push her to her very limit.

"Hnng.... I'm tinkere- Cumin- Aaahaaaaah! Uuh... Uuuuhh..."

Trying to find her words, but to no avail, Mei gave up and closed her eyelid, biting her lips as she came as hard as she could, focusing on only that and the big cock inside of her and all the cum. A flow of love juice dripped down her legs and onto Felix's cock; after one final grunt and brutish thrust, cummed deep inside her.

Removing his cock from her tight hole, still squeezing him so much it almost hurt, she was finally made free to give in fully to her climax. She immediately squirted like a burst garden hose on the ground as her eyes rolled up, making her legs stiff and stretched, the bottom part of her body muscle following the ecstatic contraction of her womb. It lasted way longer than most girls would actually be able to, around seven seconds, before she slumped down and fell down on her knees, now completely spent, her legs left with no strength.

"Aaaah~♥ Aannh...~"

Her whole frame was trembling, and the bliss from her climax lasted for quite some time. Since they fucked with her still dressed, she was sweat-drenched, her hair stuck to her face and neck, and most of her clothes torn.

She was so out of breath that he felt sorry to be the one to render her so frail. Now, if he wanted to do anything to her, he could. She was powerless and still shaking with pleasure, enough to accept anything and everything.

But...

Now that the deed was done, Felix actually came back to his right mind. No need to go further. Breaking her would be stupid; she was fun to be around and full of needed knowledge.

—Did I ever act like that before...? Or is this what I am deep inside?

He sat down on the sofa, also trying to recover, the sex session with Kaoruko was already something, but he never thought her aphrodisiac bubbles would be so potent. Did he really boost her that much?

"Mei?"

"...Mnn...?"

"I'm taking you to the shower, ok?"

She nodded and shivered as Felix carried her like a princess to the bathroom. Judging by the smell of the room, Kaoruko already came here, but she was kind enough not to interrupt.

"Can you stand or...?

Not she could not. Her legs were wobbling. She was so weak right now that she was being cute instead of loud and weird. She needed some time to rest easy... after all, even he was shaken by how it ended between them. He didn't plan for a full-blown fuckery on day one, but... it happened.

"It'll be a bath then, not a shower."

Mei closed her eyelids as she entered the bathwater, pulling Felix by the arm to bring him along. Strangely enough, in her quietness, she wanted to be close to him for now. He helped her clean herself without a second thought and dried her, although he had to use the hairdryer as her dreadlocks continued to dribble.

Sleeping in his arms, he dropped her on his bed to give her a space to feel at ease and moved back to the living room to open every window. Everyone was in need of some more than needed fresh her. It was already nighttime. They were at it for a few hours.

And a few hours of this kinda sex isn't the same as what he does most of the time. This was exhausting, but maybe he should train that part of him...

"Satisfied?"

Recognizing Kaoruko's voice, he didn't even have to turn to her to know she wore a smirk.

"This... was something else."

"Who was better? Me or her?"

"Mirko."

"Shush. Don't deflect the question."

"Her."

"Oh, well. Guess I can't compete against a full-blown virgin."

"I thought you would be a sore loser. No fun."

"It stings, but I just have to improve and do my best to change things. That's how you told me to live. I promised I'd follow your lead, so I do."

The ex-convict smiles dearly, listening to her. Those are the kind of words one doesn't hear every day, words full of meaning. He punched her shoulder playfully, but something got his attention, first a very faint sound coming from above, then something else as he watched through the window.

"Huh...? Did you just see that?"

"I... think I did..."