Katsuki pulled back from Izuku’s trembling body, his breath ragged, eyes locked on her flushed face. She lay there on the petal-strewn bed, naked and glistening from her orgasms, her big tits heaving, her fat pink pussy still twitching from his mouth. He stood slowly, his muscled frame towering over her, and began to strip. First, his shirt—unbuttoning it with deliberate slowness, revealing the broad expanse of his chiseled chest, abs rippling like carved stone, dusted with a trail of dark hair leading down. Izuku’s doe eyes widened, her full lips parting as she watched, mesmerized.

He kicked off his shoes, then unzipped his pants, shoving them down along with his boxers in one fluid motion. His cock sprang free—thick, veined, and enormous, easily bigger than Akito’s had ever been. It throbbed in the air, the head already slick with pre-cum, curving slightly upward like a weapon of pure pleasure. Izuku stared, blushing furiously, a trail of drool escaping the corner of her mouth without her realizing. “Oh my god, Daddy…” she whispered, her voice awed and hungry. “You’re… so big. Bigger than Akito. I… I didn’t know cocks could be like that.”