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< i > Jiro sighed. She had been idly browsing on her phone for the last hour, occasionally glancing down towards her feet to observe the nearly imperceptible movements of a tiny humanoid figure, who happened to be a classmate that was matched with her for today's training. The boy was a recent transfer student to U.A and his Quirk: Infinitesimal, which allowed him to shrink until the point of being nearly undetectable, had become a point of controversy among his female classmates. Ever since his arrival, perverted voyeuristic photos from an extremely low angle had begun to circulate among certain male students in the school, and although there was no concrete proof, this recent transfer was considered suspect number one. Seizing the opportunity when they were paired together, Jiro planned on giving him an experience he would never forget, in hopes of deterring further gross behavior from him in the future. A limitation of his Quirk ensured that he would be stuck at his chosen size for a handful of hours, and she intended to make use of them appropriately under the guise of Hero training.

"Hey, are you even taking this seriously? I know we can't use real dummies because of your size, but this is supposed to be real rescue practice! Try to imagine each piece of lint is a citizen waiting to be saved, their lives depend on you! And you might want to hurry, you've still got my sock to work on too..."

She wondered if he'd even finish working on her bare sole before tiring out. His Quirk did have the upside of making him nearly impervious the smaller he got, but she could see his movements beginning to slow as he struggled to pry off minuscule pieces of debris and lint from her slightly slick skin. Gradually a heavy fog began to wrap itself around him, an oppressive atmosphere that emanated from the fabric of Jiro's post-run socks. Her sweaty steam had begun to condense onto his skin and clothes, making every movement a true test of his will as the droplets began to weigh him down.

She noticed he had already begun to slow down before his "training" had even really started, and she began to wonder if she might be making things too hard on him.

"Nah" she thought, "someone's gotta teach this creep a lesson..." < / i >

(heya! sorry for the little hiatus, a work trip i had planned near the start of August went much longer than expected, i thought i would be out of town for only a few days and actually stayed for almost over two weeks! it has set me back a bit animation wise, but i was able to get some render WIPs started that i'll be posting over the course of the week! first up is a small Jiro set (which i intended for her bday but is mad late now lmao), which I'll try to include story snippets for for each image if you guys like it! have a good one!)

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< i > Jiro sighed. She had been idly browsing on her phone for the last hour, occasionally glancing down towards her feet to observe the nearly imperceptible movements of a tiny humanoid figure, who happened to be a classmate that was matched with her for today's training. The boy was a recent transfer student to U.A and his Quirk: Infinitesimal, which allowed him to shrink until the point of being nearly undetectable, had become a point of controversy among his female classmates. Ever since his arrival, perverted voyeuristic photos from an extremely low angle had begun to circulate among certain male students in the school, and although there was no concrete proof, this recent transfer was considered suspect number one. Seizing the opportunity when they were paired together, Jiro planned on giving him an experience he would never forget, in hopes of deterring further gross behavior from him in the future. A limitation of his Quirk ensured that he would be stuck at his chosen size for a handful of hours, and she intended to make use of them appropriately under the guise of Hero training.

"Hey, are you even taking this seriously? I know we can't use real dummies because of your size, but this is supposed to be real rescue practice! Try to imagine each piece of lint is a citizen waiting to be saved, their lives depend on you! And you might want to hurry, you've still got my sock to work on too..."

She wondered if he'd even finish working on her bare sole before tiring out. His Quirk did have the upside of making him nearly impervious the smaller he got, but she could see his movements beginning to slow as he struggled to pry off minuscule pieces of debris and lint from her slightly slick skin. Gradually a heavy fog began to wrap itself around him, an oppressive atmosphere that emanated from the fabric of Jiro's post-run socks. Her sweaty steam had begun to condense onto his skin and clothes, making every movement a true test of his will as the droplets began to weigh him down.

She noticed he had already begun to slow down before his "training" had even really started, and she began to wonder if she might be making things too hard on him.

"Nah" she thought, "someone's gotta teach this creep a lesson..." < / i >

(heya! sorry for the little hiatus, a work trip i had planned near the start of August went much longer than expected, i thought i would be out of town for only a few days and actually stayed for almost over two weeks! it has set me back a bit animation wise, but i was able to get some render WIPs started that i'll be posting over the course of the week! first up is a small Jiro set (which i intended for her bday but is mad late now lmao), which I'll try to include story snippets for for each image if you guys like it! have a good one!)