Victor was a late bloomer. While most kids discover their quirk around the age of 4, Victor believed he was quirkless until about age 12 when he suddenly shrunk down to about 1.5 inches in his own home. Victor had no idea what to do and no matter how hard he tried he couldn’t re-activate his quirk to return to normal size. Victor’s family was also quite shocked considering that quirks are for the most part hereditary and neither of his parents had quirks so this must’ve been a brand new quirk mutation. This was exceedingly rare in a world where over 80% of the population was born with quirks.
Victor’s parents saw the usefulness in a quirk that allowed one to shrink as it could be invaluable for reconnaissance type work as well as being able to infiltrate enemy encampments. Victor himself had always wanted to be a hero, and this was finally his shot. There was only one problem; Victor couldn’t control his quirk. Additionally, he was extremely vulnerable during the period of time that he was shrunk as his body provided no protection from the world around him. To put it simply, he could easily die by getting crushed. This caused Victor’s family to become extra protective of him. He would shrink at completely random times regardless of where he was and would either have to wait it out or if it happened in his own home his mother knew to step extra carefully if he suddenly went missing.
Over time Victor got used to the random shrinking and wasn’t scared by it at all. He knew the exact protocols to perform and simply waited until he grew back. There was one thing however that he could never get used to. Foot odor. You see, one fateful day Victor randomly shrunk when he was on his way out of his home and he was standing near the door where his family leaves their shoes. As he shrank he accidentally went hurdling towards his mother’s discarded loafers. Victor quickly discovered that foot odor was a major weakness of his, as the strong odor quickly weakened his body so much that he couldn’t jump or climb out of the loafer. The more he tried the more he felt his body growing exhausted, as though the pungent cheesy odor were a thick miasma quickly poisoning his lungs, trying to keep him prisoner in its ever present glory. Eventually Victor tired himself out and simply collapsed on the shoe floor, letting the stinky moist air engulf him until someone found him.
It was a full hour for Victor of delirium inhaling the heavy odor of his mother’s loafer until finally he heard someone walking towards him. The ground shook harder as each step got closer until finally through his half shut eyes he could see a figure standing at the entrance of the shoe. It was his mother, and she was about to slip her foot into the shoe. Victor saw her massive sole rapidly approaching the shoe, sealing away all light, threatening to further seal him into this unescapable prison of feet. On a whim, his mother happened to glance down and luckily spotted Victor before inserting her shoe, but not before Victor got a good whiff of what it might be like if she had actually gone through with it. It was then he realized that at his size the lingering odor left in a shoe was something nearly impossible to contend with, but the real thing was on a whole other level, and he praised the heavens he didn’t have to go through with dealing with it. At that point Victor’s mother quickly released him from the shoe and allowed him to recover. He explained to her what had happened, and that the odor made his body strangely weak and unable to escape. Victor’s mother was at first thoroughly embarrassed by what had happened, but eventually realized that this was another weakness brought on by this quirk. She wanted nothing but for Victor to be an excellent hero, and so she mentally began to believe that this was a weakness he needed to overcome.
For another two years Victor could not figure out how to control his quirk. It happened spontaneously, and he couldn’t figure out how to grow back either, although he noticed that he was more likely to grow back to normal whenever he slept for a full 8 hours undisturbed. Regardless, Victor’s parents felt that his quirk could prove to be one of the best out there, and proceeded to enroll him in U.A. High School where he would go on to be selected to join class 1-A and work to overcome the weaknesses of his quirk. As it turns out, some weaknesses are easier to overcome than others.
Victor was excited to begin his education towards becoming a hero. Like most other young children, he had dreamed of being like All Might, the number 1 hero. Unfortunately, those dreams were destroyed when him and his family realized that he was quirkless…or so they thought. Those dreams came right back to life as though they never died when Victor discovered his quirk.
His first day at U.A was nerve-wracking. He didn’t know what to expect since he’d never been close friends with people who had quirks, only quirkless. Nonetheless, Victor sucked it up and entered into the classroom. He looked around the room and could see a bunch of other students chatting with each other and making all sorts of noise. Seemed like the class hadn’t started yet and everyone was just getting to know each other. Suddenly,
“Hey! You must’ve just walked in! I didn’t see you before, my name is Uraraka Ochaco. Nice to meet you!”
Victor was greeted by a quite bubbly and cute brunette. He stumbled over his words for a second before returning the greeting
“Hey, I’m Victor. Nice to meet you too.”
Victor replied. After a bit of an awkward silence, Uraraka followed up with, “Sooo…what’s your quirk? I bet it’s something super cool!” She said with genuine excitement and cheerfulness.
Victor paused because he wasn’t sure how he should describe his quirk. He didn’t want to immediately reveal any weaknesses or have anyone think it was lame. But he also couldn’t really think of a way to lie about it, so he answered
“Well, I can shrink down to about 1.5 inches. This lets me sneak around almost completely undetected. I can easily infiltrate any location and collect all kinds of information.”
He could see excitement growing in Uraraka’s eyes.
“SO COOL!” She shouted. “That’s awesome, you know I think your quirk would work really well with my own! I can make other people and things levitate. With your shrinking and my levitation, you could pretty much go anywhere.”
Victor thought that he’d feel a bit strange about being completely under the control of her quirk while shrunk, but timidly agreed anyways. “Haha, yeah…sure”.
Just then, another student butted in
“Wait a second, did I just hear that you can shrink? I’ve never heard of a quirk like that.”
Victor turned to see who this other cheerful voice belonged to. It was none other than Mina Ashido. Victor took a second to absorb what he was seeing. Pink skin? Horns? Black sclera and yellow iris? He was taken aback at first, but then realized very quickly how cute she actually was and how nice of a body she had.
“Yeah, that’s my quirk. Nice to meet you, I’m Victor.” He said.
Mina shook his hand vigorously, thinking that he looked pretty cute and wanted to get to know him more. Mina was a fan of romances and loved the thought of the mysterious new guy.
“I’m Ashido Mina”, she said, “nice to meet you! My quirk is the ability to secrete acid from my pores, but I can control the solubility of it so I can make it harmless or pretty corrosive. I can also control the viscosity of it, making it either like water or like gelatin.”
In truth, Victor was kind of grossed out but replied cheerfully anyways, “Oh wow cool! Unfortunately I don’t think our quirks are compatible at all for co-op hahaha” Victor finished.
“Haha I guess not!” replied Mina. By now Victor had noticed a small crowd gathered around him. By now other students had heard of his shrinking quirk. One of the students who he’d later come to know as Yaoyorozu Momo commented “Wow, so it’s like the opposite of Mt. Lady”.
Victor knew of Mt. Lady very well because he had thought the same thing at one point, that his quirk is essentially an inverse of hers. That actually gave him an idea; what if she could help him to control his quirk? He pushed it out of his head rather quickly though as he figured she’d never take the time as she was a pro-hero and he was just a freshman student. Victor heard another student shout, “STUPID!! You’ll get crushed like a bug!”. This student he noticed had a mean looking face. It was Katsuki Bakugo of course, who else would be so forward about that weakness. He noticed another student seemingly daydreaming as a bit of drool hung from his mouth. Minoru Mineta was focused on the singular idea of being able to shrink down and peep at the girls without them noticing him.
At this point, a man with long black hair and a rugged looking face walked in the room. “Alright alight everyone take a seat. I see you’ve all gone ahead and done your own introductions so that saves me some time. My name is Aizawa sensei, and I’ll be your primary instructor. Now, our first step as a class together is for me to get a better sense of all of your quirks. To that end, we’ll be heading outside right now so I can see them in action. Everyone, let’s go”
The class was shocked at how suddenly and fast things were moving, but regardless they left their stuff where it was and all proceeded to head out. Once outside, one by one each student demonstrated the bare minimum that their quirk could do until it got to Victor’s turn.
Victor knew this moment would come but was far too embarrassed to say anything until then. Victor had closed his eyes expecting his name to be called at any moment, but it never was.
“Alright, that’s it everyone, let’s head on back inside.” Aizawa told the class. “Except you, student 21, Victor. Please come here”.
Victor was scared, was he about to be expelled? Did he do something wrong? He couldn’t stop pondering what he could have possibly messed up, he didn’t even get the chance to say that he couldn’t control his quirk. Aizawa had a clipboard with papers in his hand. When Victor stood before him, he turned to a different sheet and began speaking.
“Alright, so I’ve been warned that you are unable to control your shrinking quirk is that right? It’d be dangerous for you to be in that situation outside here and with all of the other students. Instead I’ve arranged a meeting with you and a student from class 1-H, Mei Hatsume. I believe she mentioned she could produce a solution for someone like you. Honestly this wasn’t my decision, but regardless, it’s a valid option. Please head to the department of support and she’ll be waiting for you. She’s been given a copy of your info sheet.”
Victor was completely surprised, but followed orders regardless and off he went to the support department. The moment he opened the door to the main department room he was immediately greeted by the incredibly assertive personality that is Mei.
“HEY YOU’RE FINALLY HERE! I’VE GOT THE PERFECT SOLUTION FOR YOU JUST YOU WAIT.” Mei was practically screaming right into his face, and Victor couldn’t help but notice how cute she was.
“O-oh, thanks, I’m excited to see it” Victor replied meekly, being totally caught off guard by her personality.
“THIS IS MY LATEST, CUTEST, MOST FASHIONABLE BABY” Mei shouted, holding up a beige skin tight suit with various lines criss-crossing through it like some kind of circuit board. Mei explained, “I figured your quirk must work via some trigger to a chemical being released into your bloodstream which causes the shrinking. Unfortunately this doesn’t help you grow to normal size, but this suit which taps directly into the pores of your skin to deliver an electrical signal should allow you to shrink on command. It also dramatically increases the durability of your body by adding another chemical into the mix. With this your body will become pliable, almost like a doll so you don’t have to worry about getting crushed. TRY IT ON!!” Mei finished excitedly.
Victor loved the idea of being able to shrink on command and not have to worry about being crushed, but he was disappointed that he couldn’t grow on command. Without further ado, he put the suit on and came out from behind a curtain when he was ready.
“Looks great!!” Mei exclaimed. “Now to test it! Just rub your hands together to start the reaction and you should shrink!”
“Well, here goes nothing” Victor said before rubbing his hands together. In a few seconds a very familiar feeling came over his body, and in an instant flash Victor was 1.5 inches tall.
“IT WORKED!!!” He heard Mei shout. At his size this was basically like hearing the roar of Godzilla, but still tolerable. He did feel the difference in his body in regards to the durability. It was as though he just felt completely tough. Mei proceeded to crouch down right next to him, holding a sheet a paper that looked very similar to the one Aizawa had.
“Ok lets see here, this form that your parents filled out when they enrolled you contains all information the school needs to know about your quirk. So we’ve covered the weakness of inability to control shrinking, the bodily weakness when shrunken, we’ll figure out regrowth later, so that just leaves one last weakness.” Mei paused for a moment looking incredulously at the paper before finishing her sentence “…women’s foot odor?” Mei said confused.
Victor immediately grew incredibly embarrassed. He had no idea his mother filled out some form like that, and worse of all she put that stupid weakness on there. Why would she bother? He had no intention of spending anytime near feet, let alone smelling them.
Mei looked at Victor for a moment, then back at the paper, then back at Victor, then back at the paper, before shrugging and saying “Well, alright, guess we have to test it.”
Mei dropped from her crouching position to sitting with her legs stretched out in front of her. They extended past Victor on either side to where he was standing in between her legs in line with her calves. Mei grabbed one leg and pulled it towards her and began tugging at one of her thick boots. Victor immediately realized what she meant by “test it” and tried to shout up at her
“MEI!!! PLEASE NO! I PROMISE IT’S FINE, THERE’S NO NEED TO TEST IT.” Even though Mei could hear him, once curiosity got the best of her there was no way to stop her. She needed to see this for herself now.
"I'm probably the best person to test this weakness. Can't say I have a good habit of washing my feet" Mei said plainly.
Victor heard the worst sound he could have heard in that moment. A combination between *slurrppp* and *whooosh*, the sound of Mei removing her boot. She proceeded to drop it behind Victor, and then did the same with the other. Unintentionally she placed the openings of both boots facing Victor such that when he turned around to run all he could see was the gaping maws of her boots with nearly visible foot sweat based mist leaking out. When he turned back around he saw an even more terrifying sight. Mei had planted both of her feet soles down, she was hugging her knees while smiling. Victor could tell that her smile was not one that contained any shred of malevolence. No, this was a smile of pure scientific curiosity. To her, Victor was the most amusing experiment she’d come across in a long time, and the only way that that thirst would be quenched would be by sniffing her feet until she determined the test to be over. Victor could see the tops of her feet and toes. Her toes sported perfectly pedicured toe nails painted the same pink color as her hair. Despite the relatively pretty appearance of her feet, Victor could tell just by looking at them that the odor would be a lot worse. They looked lightly inflamed and reddish around the sides where the top became the sole. Just then Victor was attacked by the thing he feared most about the situation, her foot odor. The heat wave hit him like a freight train as the odor seemingly rushed into his noise as though magnetized to the inside of his nostrils. It was a thick cheesy odor that was so obviously foot odor, and the air itself was moist with the unrealistic perspiration of her feet. Victor immediately felt the same feeling that he felt back then in his mother’s shoe; utter weakness and immobility. He tried to take a few steps backward but that just led him to feeling the same heat and odor before him push against his back, the source of which was her freshly removed boots. He felt trapped, surrounded on all sides by Mei’s horrendous thick foot odor. Victor was brought to his knees very quickly and tried to cover his nose with his hand. This didn’t really help much as the odor penetrated through very easily. Victor looked forward again in an attempt to yell to Mei that it was too much, but what he saw was even worse than before. She had raised her toes and Victor could see a disgustingly moist cave under her toes whose walls were made of her spongey, puffy, fetid foot flesh. She continued to raise her toes until her feet were raising as well. Victor stared on in horror as he could now begin to see the full length of her soles which were nearly 10x his size. There was visible sweat on their surface and her soles seemed to be voluptuous in their appearance, if you could even describe soles that way. Very meaty at the ball of her foot, perfectly flowing into a thinner arch and finally a flawless heel. Victor couldn’t see anything that signified that she didn’t take care of her feet considering how well moisturized they looked. Victor however didn’t realize that they were only that way due to how much sweat her feet secreted while trapped in those boots. Of course her feet were properly moisturized. Unfortunately the excess sweat was a perfect breeding ground for the development of foot odor and the accumulation of dead skin in between and around the toes which Victor also noticed. This took the form of various black specks that looked squishy in nature, and Victor wanted to stay as far way from as possible. Unfortunately, fate would not be so kind.
Mei looked on as she saw Victor down on one knee, figuring the odor must really be having an effect. “Sorry Victor! But believe me this will help in the long run! If we can figure out why your weak to foot odor maybe we can come up with a cure!” Mei yelled down to Victor. Unfortunately he was too weak to pay mind to it and dropped down a second knee, now seemingly bowing down. The worse part of it all was that she thought she was helping him, and maybe she really was. How could he be mad at her for that, he thought. That ability to sympathize with her was cut very short as he could FEEL the heat and humidity approach him rapidly. He barely had time to look up before being impacted head on by Mei’s giant sweaty, stinky foot. She wasted no time in moving forward with her test, and proceeded to mash him under her right foot right under the ball. She rubbed her foot back and forth on top of his body feeling the hardness of his body press into her spongey sole and using that depression in her sole as a way to determine how hard she was pressing down. She made sure not to press so hard that he couldn’t breath, but hard enough that he was thoroughly encompassed by her foot odor. She finally lifter her right foot slightly allowing light to creep in under her foot, giving Victor a view of the massive hot red meaty sole above him that was joined by her left foot, creating a sky of foot flesh against which he had no ability to fight. They dropped down slightly on top of him once again. Not enough to mash him into the ground, but enough where most of his body was in contact with foot flesh and his head was just slightly above the ball of her foot, his nose being forced to suck in all of the air trapped under her toes that were so perfectly shaped that they didn’t have much of a gap between them. Victor was inhaling pure foot vapor at this point and he’d never felt worse in his life. His body felt almost completely numb at this point, and he had no idea when this would end.
After about a minute of this, Mei removed her soles and began to observe Victor. She noticed that his eyes were open but he was completely still, breathing deeply as though he’d just finished running a marathon, but his face looked as though he’d just seen a ghost. She began writing down various notes about his current condition.
“Hmm, he seems to be rendered immobile by the odor yet does not lose consciousness. This is a major weakness as it is a relatively simple yet effective weapon that can be used against him. I’d like to test if it’s possible for him to build a resistance to it.” Mei spoke softly to herself as she thought aloud. Finally she spoke down to Victor,
“Victor! I’m going to test your durability now too, and to kill two birds with one stone I’m going to test if you can actually build up a tolerance to the odor. Don’t worry I promise it’ll be over quick. Just 10 minutes, and I’ll also be able to detect your vitals through the suit from the outside.”
Although Victor was pretty much totally incapacitated, he was able to think and hear pretty clearly. “the outside? What is she talking about? Outside of what?” Victor thought. Just then he saw Mei’s hand approach him rather quickly and pick him up by the suit from the center of his back. “Now remember Victor, in order for me to get good reads, I need you to relax and just take deep breaths. It’ll be over soon, and you’ll be much stronger!!”
Victor still hadn’t the slightest clue what she was talking about. That is, until he looked down. Mei had moved one of her boots to an upright position and was hanging Victor over it.
“NO NO NO MEI NO PLEASE I’M BEGGING YOU!! ANYTHING BUT THAT! ANY TEST BUT THAT!”
Mei didn’t really hear Victor who’s voice was drowned out by her intense focus on her own thoughts. She of course had no idea how bad it really was, so figured to him the odor was just a slight discomfort, not the overwhelming pungent cheesy offensive odor that it actually was. And with that, she dropped him in. She knew the suit would protect him from falling as well, so she didn’t worry about it. And if that wasn’t enough, the inside of her boots were lined with soft fur. Victor felt like he’d just been dropped into a steaming cauldron. The heat wasn’t painful, but it was very hot and the odor had seemingly doubled. It was like her foot odor was denser than normal air and simply hung inside the boot forever. He could have sworn that each time he passed his hand through the air, foot sweat condensed onto his arm and fingers. Victor felt utterly disgusting and slick with foot sweat. On the other hand, he noticed some interesting. He could actually walk again. Is it possible that Mei was onto something with this tolerance? But then why didn’t he become tolerant when he was trapped in his mother’s shoe? All of these questions Victor feared would just lead to more foot based testing; the last thing he wanted. The odor was like a poisonous gas that he couldn’t get used to. Whenever he felt like he was getting used to the oppressive cheesiness, it seemed to morph into a somewhat more acidic odor or vinegary, and when he got used to that it returned to being a sickening cheesy odor, much closer to classic foot odor but with a feminine twist. All of a sudden the only light source was sealed off as Mei began to insert her foot. Victor had to think quickly. He figured the best place for him would be under the arch where he wouldn’t be forced to experience the brunt of her foot. Although that would defeat the purpose of her desire to test his durability. Unfortunately for Victor, Mei had other plans. She stuffed her sweaty foot into that rainforest of a boot she called footwear and in the process deliberately searched for Victor using her toes until she managed to snag him head on. Victor got a face full of nasty toe pit flesh, causing one of those pieces of grime he saw earlier to get stuck to his face, partially covering his mouth. Victor could’ve easily thrown up at this point but figured that would just make the situation worse. Mei released his head from between her toes before she finished inserting it in order to position Victor such that his body was almost completely engulfed by her meaty sole. At this point she stood up straight and began to put some pressure on the foot that he was under.
Again, Mei harbored no ill intentions and was monitoring his pain levels and vitals the whole time to make sure he wasn’t suffering. Of course she had no idea just how bad her foot odor was and was actually the majority of his suffering. Nonetheless, just like she expected his body was able to withstand the pressure completely.
Victor now consumed in a world of Mei’s foot odor and foot flesh, lubricated by her foot sweat and tainted by her foot grime, no longer cared whether or not the test would help him, he just wanted to get out. He still couldn’t hate Mei, but he definitely began to hate her passion for her inventions. It was her obsession with making the suit better that drove her to run these tests, and Victor could not possibly care less at this point. When the pressure began to rise Victor was surprised to notice that he wasn’t in pain, nor did he feel like he was being crushed. He simply felt like there was a lot of pressure on his body, and his immobility began to return. In fact, it was coming back in full force. He felt like when he was in his mother’s loafer again. Immensely weak and barely able to speak now. The pressure was flattening his body out a bit, and the sweat began to seep into his mouth no matter how tightly he closed it. He grew even more disgusted at the situation now that there was no escape from it. He was forced to taste her salty cheesy soles and the odor continued to be magnetized into his nostrils, and with each inhale he could hear Mei’s instructions “relax and take deep breaths.” How could anyone relax and take deep breaths under this circumstance? He thought. It was now minute 8 of the test and Victor wasn’t getting any better. He felt like he was about to lose consciousness, and he had no idea how much time had actually passed. It felt like hours to him. At minute 9, Victor finally passed out and Mei could tell from the brain wave scans she had in the readings from the suit.
Victor eventually awoke in the infirmary to the smiling face of an old woman who he’d later come to know as “Recovery Girl.”