My Hero Academia Size Story

Jirou Kyoka exhaled, a deep, exhausted sigh escaping from her lips. She truly needed this. They all did. After everything their class has been through these past few months, the Earphone Jack-hero felt like she forgot how it felt to relax. To truly unwind, and let their problems slip away from their mind. And for the moment, that's exactly what she and girls were doing. Lazily swimming around in the hot spring, laughing, spreading the occasional gossip here and there. Just being teenagers.

That's something she felt they didn't get to do as often anymore. They were heroes in traning now, and with the villain threat rising everyday, who knows what could happen tomorrow. But none of that mattered. Not now. For these couple of hours, they could let all of that go. And with the steaming water doing wonders against the stress that has pent up due to Eraserhead's training regimen, the young girl felt all her burdens slowly fade away, even if it was for just a fleeting moment.

She stretched out her arms as she let out a gentle yawn, signifying how late in the day it was getting. But no one would make her give up this moment, no way. Letting her arms rest in the shallow water along her body, the young woman felt she was already getting lulled to sleep.

"Yeah," admitted Jirou, deciding not to resist in the slightest as she let her eyes close. "I guess this isn't all that bad."





However, up above....




"This is the best thing that has ever happened me, holy craaaap!" Mineta cried out, though his voice was snuffed out by the roaring winds around him. Well, "roaring" to him, anyway. Coupled with the fact that he was still floating towards his erotic destination, despite being shrunk some time ago, Mineta was now truly realizing how small he had become.

It didn't bother him in the slightest.

Leaving the other "former classmates, now goddesses" behind him, Mineta used the limited knowledge of skydiving he had acquired from watching Youtube videos to try and guide his descent. And as he was speeding through the steamy clouds created by the hot spring below, he was finally able to witness his destination in her true glory.

Jirou Kyoka was resting on her back, the waters barely reaching half-way up her body, and Mineta could see the miniature waves gentle carresing her skin. Her eyes, no doubt titanic orbs themselves, were covered by her eyelids. If she was sleeping or not was irrelevant to the miniature attacker. She would be his, whether she was awake or not.

Her face, which he considered to be rather average before, has transformed into an actual, rather serene-looking plain of skin, on which he could walk for hours on end. Her hair, now a forest of dark-purple trees, rested on her head, most of it partially submerged beneath water. Her formerly small breasts, unimpressive thighs and lanky legs were transformed into arousing monuments of skin and muscle, no doubt all worthy of Mineta's attention. Finally, he glanced over her petite feet. Mineta wasn't a feet guy, but even he had to admit that now, when they were the size of city districts, with each toe threatening to obliterate him the smallest twitch, there was something to them.

"Perhaps i was missing out this entire time" the young deviant said, a devilish grin settling on his face. He might just make up for that tonight.


After some perverted soul-searching, the deviant decides to aim his descent towards....