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(Warning: This work contains female muscle and graphic sexual content)

Momo took a deep breath as she stared at her reflection. She had never been a vain girl, just… aware of her looks. She knew she possessed traits that’d mark her as attractive, with her curves and rather endowed bosom. Hero training would only emphasize those traits with a healthy level of fitness as time went on, she just took a… shortcut that’d help in her hero career in the long run.

Standing in her underwear, Momo gave her body a look over. From the toned calves to oval-shaped calves, the firm ridges of faint abdominal muscles, and small-sized biceps, she looked like a fitness model or an experienced pro. Little bit above Miss Joke’s fitness but not Mirko’s muscular level.

Certainly not Mina’s.

It had been… surprising. From Mina’s account, she expected Midoriya’s quirk to boost her to similar levels, though perhaps she didn’t fully understand how exactly it had worked on her. Momo asked him for a bit of energy, and this was the result. No doubt in the heat of the moment during the USJ assault Midoriya had accidentally given her a lot more power than either of them realized.

Which was fine of course! At least she wouldn’t have to retrain herself to do heroics with a humongous body like Mina. Honestly, this level of fitness was all she required and nothing more. Shapely and toned but not bodybuilder-like. Ideal for someone whose abilities lay in creating anything she needs for the right situation rather than punching her way through threats.

She didn’t look bad at all. Not to imply that Mina or any other muscular superheroine looked bad, all the contrary! But a bulky body just wasn’t for her.

“Hmm…” Humming in thought, Momo tested something. She turned her body to the side, arching a leg while lifting the other, raising both her arms with her palms up and her fingers curled. A pose she had seen Mirko do in pictures and on TV, displaying the fitness of arms and legs both. It was… a rather intriguing look on her. And Momo could see herself enjoying it. “Sex appeal is not where I want my career to focus but… well, posing is half of heroics as some pros have said”

She chuckled to herself, bringing her arm down and grabbing her wrist, bulging the bicep in a firm side chest. The way her breasts squished together was as eye-catching as the arm muscle, and she couldn’t help but stare at both of them and the way her faint chest muscles rippled.

Driven by curiosity, Momo dropped the pose and placed her hands on her chest, pushing her fingers against the pectorals and surprising herself at their hardness. “Oh my, maybe I won’t need a bra one day” She mused, looking at herself in the mirror again. Her attention went over to her abs and began to trail a hand up and down over them in curiosity. The brush of her skin sent pleasant shivers down her spine. Hmm, the firmness of her abs was quite titillating, Momo closed her eyes to enjoy it more, letting out a soft breath.

Another sound came out of her mouth when her hand began trailing lower, idly brushing with her panties.

Momo gasped, taking her hand out as she realized what she had almost done.

She… couldn’t be developing a ‘liking’ for her body in such a way, right? No, no, she went to Izuku to improve her future in heroism, nothing more! Not for any vain or… lewd reasons! She was a prim and proper lady! She was above such things!

Ignoring the fact she had spent the formative years of her puberty realizing the attractiveness of fit heroes, men and women alike, and how she had learned to… relieve herself with pictures of Mirko

Ugh, she needed a cold shower…

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