Hero Trainer: Choke Me With Those Thighs!

Morning filtered through the window of the Midoriya apartment, a pale, lazy light that seemed to hesitate before touching the floor. On the television, the sound of a cartoon show was a distant murmur, the reflection of a normal world that didn't quite belong to them anymore.

Izuku and Toga were on the couch. She was curled up against his side, her head resting on his shoulder, a picture of absolute relaxation. He had an arm around her, a possessive and natural gesture, but his mind was miles away, lost in a labyrinth of analysis.

"You're very quiet, Izuku-kun."

Toga's voice was a sleepy, honeyed murmur against his shoulder.

"Are you still tired? You were a very, very hardworking hero last night. You need to get your energy back."

Izuku snapped out of his trance, a light blush coloring his cheeks.

"N-no, it's not that... I'm fine. It's just... I can't stop thinking about something."

She lifted her head, her golden eyes, now free of their predatory madness, filled with a playful curiosity.

"About what? My incredible flexibility? Or my...?"

"The light, Toga!" he interrupted, completely flushed. "Last night, during... well, that... did you notice anything strange? A green light?"

Toga blinked, thoughtful. Her fingertip traced an idle circle on his chest, over the fabric of his shirt.

"A light? Hmmm... no. To be honest, I was a little... distracted by other things. Why? Do you have a glow-in-the-dark Quirk now? That's great for night ambushes!"

"It's not my Quirk. I think it was... ours. Together. A kind of... burst. I don't understand what it was. And when I don't understand something, I need data."

He looked at her with that Coach-like gravity she found so strange and attractive.

"To know for sure, I need to see your manual again. I need... a clear connection."

"Oh... a clear connection."

She flashed a slow, predatory smile.

"Understood, Coach."

Izuku's arm around her slid down to her waist, pulling her closer. His other hand moved up her side with surprising boldness, slipping under the hem of the T-shirt she was wearing—one of his, which fit her like a short dress. His fingers found the elastic of her bra and, without hesitation, he slipped his hand underneath until his palm rested directly on the warmth and softness of her bare chest.

A choked gasp escaped Toga. Her body tensed for an instant, then melted against him, arching slightly into his hand.

"Mmmh... Izuku-kun... so direct this morning..."

Her voice was a low, excited purr.

"You want another round so soon? I'm still a little... sore from last night. But... if the coach insists on another intensive training session... I suppose I'll have to make the sacrifice."

As she spoke, Izuku's thumb, almost by instinct, brushed against the tip of her nipple. She gasped, a sharp, surprised sound. The nipple hardened instantly against his palm.

"No, Toga, wait! Hold still!" Izuku's face was a poem of panic and concentration. "I just need to read! Focus, please! This is science!"

Izuku's eyes went blank for a second as the information flooded his brain. The torrent of data was so immense and different that he snatched his hand back as if he'd been burned.

Toga blinked, confused by his abruptness.

"What's wrong? Is my connection that bad?"

He stared at her, his face pale with shock, his green eyes shining with a feverish light.

"Toga... your Quirk... it's not the same. Last night... what we did... it wasn't just sex. It was... a forced upgrade. A mutation."

She shot up, sitting across from him, the T-shirt slipping dangerously off one shoulder.

"A mutation? What are you talking about? What changed?"

He was looking at her as if seeing a ghost, his eyes unfocused, reciting something only he could perceive.

"It changed... everything. The manual calls it... 'Quirk Mimicry.' The ability to..."

She cut him off, her eyes widening with a sudden, manic realization.

"Wait, wait! What? 'Quirk Mimicry'? Are you telling me that because of... how good a time we had last night... I can be like everyone else now? I can have their powers?"

"Yes!" he exclaimed. "'Mirrored Fury'! Toga, this puts you at an elite power level!"

Her eyes shone with a pure, manic joy, a euphoria so intense it was almost tangible.

"All I had to do was feel pleasure! This is definitely the best way to train! We should do it every day! For science!"

The word "science" seemed to flip a switch in Izuku. He jumped to his feet and scrambled for his backpack, rummaging through it with a feverish urgency.

"I have to write this down! All of it! Before I forget any details!"

He pulled out one of his notebooks—"Hero Analysis for the Future, Vol. 18"—and a pen, and dropped back to the floor by the coffee table. Toga slid off the couch and knelt beside him, peering over his shoulder with childlike fascination.

"Let's see, let's see... what does my new instruction manual say, Coach?"

Izuku's pen flew across the paper, his signature scribbles and diagrams taking shape at an incredible speed as he muttered to himself.

"Here it is... Linked Physiology... the bio-link acts as a stabilizer... but here, the mechanics... this is insane..."

Updated Quirk Analysis (Post-Definitive Intimate Contact) [QUIRK NAME: TRANSFORM] [USER: HIMIKO TOGA]

[LINKED PHYSIOLOGY]: The user's ability allows for physical mimetism. Following the event of total intimate contact with Izuku Midoriya, her Quirk has undergone a mutation catalyzed by the "Coach." The act has not only created a permanent bio-link that acts as a metabolic stabilizer—inhibiting and expanding the physiological need for blood—but has also unlocked her Quirk's ability to decode and replicate the deepest information contained within blood: the Quirk Factor.

[DETAILED MECHANICS (POST-CONTACT EVOLUTION)]:

· Quirk Mimicry (Evolved Ability): Blood is no longer just a catalyst for form; it is now a "genetic key." Upon consumption, Toga not only copies the appearance, but her body temporarily replicates the donor's Quirk Factor, allowing her to use their powers. The amount of blood consumed determines the "fidelity" and duration of the copy. A single drop might allow her to use a weak, unstable version of the Quirk for a minute, while a larger amount could grant her access to a near-perfect replica for a longer period.

· "Mirrored Fury" (Evolved Ability): This is not just a power boost; it's an act of energetic cannibalism. By activating it, Toga burns her own vital energy reserves and drains the bio-link with Izuku at an unsustainable rate to force a chain reaction in the copied Quirk. This doubles its power output, making it momentarily superior to the original. It is an act of total desperation, a bluff of absolute power that leaves her practically wrecked and vulnerable.

· Blood-Based Dependency (Inhibited): Thanks to the bio-link, her body remains stable. The old "hunger" has vanished. However, it has been replaced by a different psychological compulsion: a "collector's appetite." She now sees people with interesting Quirks not as food, but as "flavors" she wishes to add to her palette, like an artist craving new colors.

[CURRENT LIMITS (POST-EVOLUTION)]:

· Copy Instability: Copied Quirks are "bootleg versions." They are often more volatile and difficult to control than the original, especially Emitter-types. Poor control could cause an attack to go awry or even turn against her.

· Fury Backlash: The "Mirrored Fury" state can only be maintained for a maximum of 15 seconds before causing a collapse from cellular exhaustion. The rebound is brutal: it leaves her nearly powerless and triggers an acute resurgence of her old bloodlust for several hours.

· One at a Time: She remains limited to using the Quirk of the person she is transformed into. She cannot mix powers.

[EVOLVED POTENTIAL (ATTAINABLE)]:

· Transformation Chain: Potential to rapidly switch between different forms and Quirks mid-combat, provided she has consumed the necessary blood beforehand. She would become a walking arsenal.

· Composite Mimicry: A top-tier and extremely dangerous ability. Potential to manifest someone's Quirk without fully taking their form, maintaining her own face while using another's power. It would be the ultimate expression of her mastery.

[SUGGESTED EVOLUTION PATH (UPDATED)]:

· Phase 1 (Controlled Assimilation): Use blood samples from the team (Ochako, Momo, Toru) in a safe environment to practice controlling different Quirk types. Izuku will act as a "Coach" and battery, recharging her when the energy cost is too high.

· Phase 2 (Stress Tests): Combat simulations to measure the "stamina cost" of each copied Quirk. The goal is for Toga to learn energy management and know exactly how long she can use Ochako's power before exhaustion.

· Phase 3 (Fury Containment): The most dangerous training. Practice activating "Mirrored Fury" for 1-2 second bursts. The goal isn't to use the power, but to learn to contain the adrenaline surge and subsequent bloodlust rebound through breathing techniques and mental grounding (focusing on her connection with Izuku).

Toga followed every word with her eyes, her smile growing wider and wider. Her index finger tapped the paragraph on "Mirrored Fury."

"Ooh, this part sounds dangerous and fun. 'Practically wrecked'... What a thrill!"

"But that's not all," Izuku murmured, his expression turning solemn as he flipped to a new page. "I changed, too."

Evolution of Izuku's Assimilated Ability [ASSIMILATION-MIDORIYA (TOGA): ADAPTIVE REFLEX (EVOLVED)]

· Assimilated Foundation: Toga's mimicry ability, applied to Izuku's muscle memory and reflexes.

· Passive Enhancement for Izuku (EVOLUTION): The intimate bond and the evolution of Toga's Quirk have refined this ability to a near-precognitive level. It's no longer just "Adaptive Reflex," it's now "Predictive Combat Analysis."

o Detailed Mechanics: His body no longer just imitates movements perfectly. Now, when observing an opponent, his assimilated reflexes from Toga subconsciously "mimic" the adversary's intent. He reads micro-expressions, muscle tension, shifts in weight, and his body projects the enemy's attack a split second before it happens. This doesn't let him see the future, but it allows him to react to attacks with an anticipation that seems precognitive, dodging blows he hasn't even seen coming. It is Toga's predatory instinct, refined by Izuku's analytical mind.

· Latent Potential (ATTAINABLE):

o Prediction Zone: Potential to apply this analysis not just to one opponent, but to multiple adversaries in a close radius, creating a "bubble" of anticipation around him that would allow him to move through a battlefield like a ghost, dodging coordinated threats. This would make him the ultimate field commander.

Izuku set down the pen, his expression suddenly turning serious.

"Toga, this is... a massive change. Not just for you, but for the whole team. They... they need to know. It's too important."

He looked at her, his voice softening.

"But what happened last night... that was ours. Private. I won't say anything about... the details... without your permission."

Toga laughed, a clear, carefree sound that filled the small apartment.

"Of course you can tell them! I don't care if they know we slept together! I want to see their faces! Especially Yaomomo's! She made my suit, after all. I'm sure she already suspected!"

Moved, relieved, and touched by her nonchalance, Izuku pulled out his phone, his fingers moving quickly. He created a new group message with Ochako, Momo, and Toru, the three people who had become the epicenter of his world.

I NEED YOU TO COME TO MY PLACE. NOW. IT'S A TEAM EMERGENCY. HIGHEST PRIORITY.

His thumb hovered over the send button. Beside him, Toga hugged him from behind, resting her chin on his shoulder with a happy, possessive smile. His team's greatest crisis and greatest opportunity had just been born on his couch.