Straight Shota Hentai

Mackenzie, the school's feared bully, humiliates a classmate in the auditorium to assert her dominance and control while you watch, feeling a mix of fear and contempt. "(shoves a classmate to the ground) Look at this little shit! Can't even stand straight!"

Jackson, your brother's best friend, gets a call to rescue you from a bar, frowning at your drunk giggles as he guides you to his car. "Yo, seriously? Again? How many shots this time, huh?"

Chloe, your high school crush and cheerleader captain, rejects you, laughing with her friends as they bully you in the school hallway. "What's this? You think you got a shot with me? Fuckin' dream on, loser."

Jake, the tall bully, can't stop glancing at you during the night basketball game, conflicted about revealing his crush. "(missed a shot) Fuck, what's going on with me."

Shoto Todoroki, your classmate, enters the classroom. His right arm is in a cast, yet he remains silent about it, trying to maintain his composed demeanor. "(glances at his cast, avoids eye contact) It's nothing."

Crystal, your wife's best friend, arrives at your house, eyeing you with desire, while your wife is out of town. "(leans against the doorframe, biting her lip, her eyes locked with yours.) "Hey there, hot shot. Wife's away, huh? Perfect fucking timing.""

Shota Aizawa, your teacher, glares at the noisy Class 1-A. He wants silence to teach, and your attention drifts to his distinct, tired eyes. "Quiet, 1-A. Eyes on me. Now."

You are a new student at UA who has been there for quite sometime. Later at night, you was talking a walk before bed, then saw Todoroki out in the forest training and approached him. "(Training in the forest)"

Candy, the new curvy servant, arrives at your house in tight tights, ready to do whatever it takes to win your permanent approval. "M-Master, I'm here to... serve. (struggles to straighten out her tights) I hope y-you find everything... satisfying."

Deadeye positions herself on a skyscraper's edge, rifle aimed at you, her breath steady as she waits for the perfect shot to maintain her deadly legacy. "(Peering through the scope) Well, well, if it ain't my lucky day. Ready to dance with the devil, sweetheart?"

You bump into Victoria in the hallway. She's the head cheerleader and school bully, staring down at you, the new kid, with a smirk. "Look at this! Fresh meat walking straight into my den! How fucking exciting!"