Ch: 1 [A bet]

AN: Just the rough writing. I wanted to write something new apart from all those Marvel and DC. I got some wild Quirk ideas in my head. I just want to write them down in this story. ENJOY>

It's the prequel to Multi-Powered fic. It's going to be fun, more eroge focused, action packed with a tint of comedy. So, as you already know the Multi Powered fic's start, I won't be writing another synopsis for this or how he died.

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My name is Travis and today I have a bet to win. My friends made a bet of 500$ that I could not get that milf standing near the college's gate, talking to another milf to give me her number. Well, you all must be guessing 500$ just for that? Well, the thing is, she arrived in a Porsche convertible which probably costs more than anything else that I will ever own or sell.

I am poor as hell and in desperate need of money. I am on a scholarship here that covers mostly all my expenses for now, except for food and clothes. And the clothes I am wearing are a cheap blue T-shirt, blue rugged jeans, and my last 50 cents worth of Nike shoes.

On the other hand that milf is wearing 5k's worth of clothes, branded and styled to perfection. Her golden skin, wavy golden-brown hair, and a tight hugging red dress that barely goes 1 feet above her knees showing off her big long smooth and shaply legs and a golden 4 in. heel showing off her perfectly shaped calves and thighs, stopping below her round and very thick butt cheeks and ending up at her shoulders, accentuating her figure even more.

Oh god! Her legs were perfect as was the rest of her. She was around 5 ft. 8 or 9, not too short and not too tall. Oh god, she is definitely the most beautiful and gorgeous woman I have ever seen, and was making me hard just by thinking about her.

Anyway, let's focus on the task at hand.

Those fucking friends of mine know it very well that a woman of that standard would never give her number to a cheap skater like me, not to say fuck.

But hey, 500$ is 500$ and I am gonna make every effort to get it. I walked towards the gate where they were standing, my eyes locked on the milf's face, looking at her gorgeous features. The first thing I looked at was her fingers, no ring, good. She is probably single. I then moved up to her head, she was wearing some sunglasses, damn, she's so hot. Her lips were red and perfect as was her nose and her ears, and her hair and her skin. Damn, even her voice sounded so sexy, and that smile...

Fuck! My heart is racing.

"Travis!" I heard Irine shout my name.

"Yes?" I said in reply.

"What are you doing standing there like an idiot? Go and talk to her!"

"Ok," I replied. I then turned towards her again and walked towards her. My heart was pounding as I came closer and closer, till I was finally near her.

I wanted to talk to her but all I could do was stand there, unable to talk. All my thoughts about how to start a conversation, what to say, where to start, all disappeared the moment I saw her up close.

I tried to say something, but no words came out of my mouth. I could only stare at her beauty, feeling my cock twitch inside my pants.

Fuck! I can't do this. There's no way she will give me her number.

I felt like a coward, about to run away.

"Uumm... May I help you?" I heard her say. I snapped out of my daydream and turned to look at her.

"Are you talking to me?" I said, surprised that she was talking to me.

"Yeah, I saw you standing over there for some time. Do you want anything?" She said in that sexy voice of hers. The other milf she was talking to went away after taking a file from her.

"Nope. I was just admiring your beauty."

"Huh? Hahaha... That's sweet. What's your name?"

"Travis. Travis Taylor."

"So, Travis... You are one of those types, aren't you?" She asked with a smirk.

"What types?" I asked, confused.

"You know, the types who think that flattering a mature woman makes them easier to sleep with."

"What about you? Are you one of those desperate women who fall for such obvious tricks?" I smirked, returning her question with another question.

"Hah! You really do have a mouth on you. Well, I wonder if your mouth is the only big thing you have?" She smirked with a quick response.

"What else you wanna check?" I smiled, knowing exactly what she meant.

She scanned me for a moment from my head to toe, then looked me straight in the eyes and said, "Scholarship student?"

"Yeah." I nodded.

"You have no money, right?" she asked.

"Nope. I am poor as fuck," I said, looking at her, expecting to see disgust on her face, but she had a smile.

"And those friends of yours must have made some kind of bet and put you up to this, right?" She said as she glanced behind me and noticed my friends watching us.

"Yeah. 500$ for your number," I replied.

"Oh, a big amount for a poor student like you," she said and walked past me. I turned around and looked at her, but she stopped and said, "If you wanna get my number, you'll have to earn it."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"I don't just give my number to anyone. You have to prove to me that you're worth it," she said.

"Ok... And what should I do?" I asked.

"I'm hungry. Let's go to the cafeteria and grab some food," she said.

"You're serious about this?" I said, surprised.

"I have a lot of time. Besides," She walked past me. She stopped and glanced back, "... I am the new dean of this college, so I have plenty of time." She walked away, leaving me there in shock.

Did she just say she is the dean? Wow! What a twist of events.

"WAIT! NEW DEAN!!!" I yelled in shock.

Upon hearing my words, those bastards just disappeared, leaving me alone to deal with this.

"So... Travis?" she asked me as I stood there in shock.

"Y-y-yeah?" I said.

"Come on! We don't have all day," she said as she began walking towards the cafeteria.

"Coming!" I said as I followed her.

I walked beside her as we entered the cafeteria, and it was crowded as usual. But as soon as the people saw the dean walking in, they all looked at her. They were staring at her, admiring her beauty.

"What are you waiting for? Go and get us some food. It's on me," she said as she walked towards an empty table at the corner.

"Coming ma'am!" I hurried over to the counter, got a tray, and thought about what to get her.

To my surprise, she knew what I was gonna get her and shouted at me, "Get me a slice of supreme pizza, two Caesar salad rolls, fried prawn, garlic breadsticks, and my drink on the side!"

"FUCK!!! She knows what she wants!!" I thought as I fetched her all that.

After almost 15 mins, I came back to the table and saw she was sitting at a small round table in the corner, a corner table where two people can fit in snugly. So I stood right next to her, placing down the tray in front of her. "Here is your food. Ma'am," I said as she looked up at me and smiled.

"Sit," she said as she pointed to the chair opposite her.

I was getting more confused by every second passing. Why is she even bothering with a nobody like me? I thought as I sat across from her.

"I am sorry for trying to..." I started to apologize.

"Get my number or hitting on me?" she cut me off.

"Umm... Both... I mean... I had no clue that you are the dean and all... I just wanna... I mean... I don't know what to do or say and... " I stopped, flustered.

"What? Cat got your tongue?" She moved a bit forward. Dang! I can see her cleavage.

"Nope. Not in the least... Just... Nothing," I said.

"Hmm... I see." She was giggling, knowing exactly the effect her body is having on me.

"Umm... Dean... "

"Yes?"

"Why are you doing this? I can see that you are enjoying yourself, but I really do wanna know what you are trying to do?" I asked with a questioning look.

"As I said before you have to earn it if you want my number. So, for now, enjoy your lunch as my company. You can think about earning my number after the meal. Good?" she said, and before I could reply, she added, "Now start eating."

What an aggressive Milf!

"Ok," I said as I started digging in.

The food was followed by an awkward silence as my eyes darted around the hall, trying to find those fuckers. Once I get my hands on them, I will kick their ass.