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Katsuki has always been a genius. As a baby he could walk before he even saw his first birthday as a toddler he had already taught himself to read. He was definitely a natural born genius whose intelligence knew no bounds but he wasn’t just some academic bookworm. He was the ace player for his middle school soccer team and was constantly surrounded by a gaggle of extras begging to be his friend.

In short Bakugo Katsuki had it all. A great social life, top of the class grades, physical prowess, and a family who saw him as their pride and joy. That all changed the last year of middle school when everyone got their dynamic testing.

Katsuki can’t remember much of what happened after he received the results. It felt like the whole world was crashing down around him. He was Mitsuki and Masaru’s only son and as such they had plans to make him the heir to their family business. They themselves were a female Alpha and male Beta so how could it be possible for them to conceive a male Omega?

Everyone in his life had only ever told him how he was the perfect example of a young Alpha. Strong, smart, dominant. To be told he was actually an omega must have simply been a fluke. The fucking stupid nurse must have mixed up his test for someone else’s. He bets it must have been that lame kid from the class next door he always does as he’s told no matter what. A spineless idiot like him is definitely deserving of the title “Omega” not Katsuki. Katsuki is strong. Katsuki is an Alpha.

The next thing he knew he was in the school nurses office screaming at the top of his lungs for that hack nurse to actually do her job right instead of trying to mess up his perfect life. The next thing he remembered was biting and kicking her as she refused to retest him properly this time. He was promptly muzzled and his parents were called to pick him up from school early.

Katsuki still remembers sitting on the hard plastic bench outside of the principal’s office as his Mother walked up to him. Her face was dark and stoic. A chill ran down his spine at her uncharacteristically cold demeanor. She apologized to the principal and nurse staff as she held his head down with an uncharacteristically strong grasp. It hurt.

The car ride home that day was long and quiet. Once they’d reached home Katsuki looked into the kitchen to see his father at the dining table with his head in his hands. He couldn’t see his face but he knew he was crying. As Katsuki turned to look at his mother he felt a sharp crack against his face. He stumbled backward, grabbing his cheek as he looked up at her. This was the first time she had ever hit him. Sure in the past she has smacked the back of his head playfully or pinched his ear when he’d been bad but this? He’d never seen such an expression of rage and despair on her face.

“WHY?!? …Why did you have to trick us?” She collapsed to the ground at his feet. Sobbing into his shirt. Her grip was bruising but he could feel her tears and snot beginning to seep through his shirt. He stood motionless. His life truly felt like it was ending.

The next morning his father had cooked him all his favorite foods for breakfast. He had a giant pile of spiced pancakes and hash browns with hot sauce. A couple days prior he would have stuffed it down without even uttering a thanks to his father. Now though the food was tasteless as he tried to choke down enough sustenance for his day. As he ate his Mother had already begun packing his bags.

The way Omegas are treated by society is quite different from any other designation. Although the world is progressing slowly it is still incredibly common for young unmated Omegas to be sent away to ‘boarding schools’ where they are taught to be good and loving spouses.

Omegas aren’t allowed to own property on their own. They can’t own a credit card, vote or even attend the same schools as Alphas and Betas. They are seen as a distraction constantly begging for attention and it is frowned upon for an unmated uncollared Omega to be in public without a chaperone.

Recently though there has been an increase in the movement of people who believe Omegas are deserving of respect and dignity. These progressive beliefs aren’t just held by some rag tag groups of runaway Omegas either. Alphas and Betas alike are starting to share in these ideals. Unfortunately the Bakugos do not subscribe to such ideology.

Katsuki was sent away that very morning. He hugged his Father for the last time as he stood in the doorway. His calming cedar scent had an undertone of sour displeasure. His eyes red and face gaunt as he caressed his bruised cheek.

“I’m so sorry” he whispered as he kissed Katsuki's forehead. The boy dared not look up at the man but he could feel the wet tears falling from his eyes into Katsuki's spiked hair.

The car ride stretched on for what felt like forever. Tense silence and the whirling of the car motor were the only things to keep him company as his Mother provided no comfort. It was about two hours in when he spoke for the first time since being taken home.

“I’m not an Omega. That hag made a mistake. I’m an Alpha Just like you.” Mitsuki's grip on the steering wheel tightened and her jaw clenched shut so firmly he could see her veins.

“Don’t you start with me!” She yelled not even bothering to look at the young boy. “ I should have known you were some damn Omega just like your grandfather!” She had never spoken about her parents before to Katsuki. He was unaware he even had an Omega grandparent. He had assumed it was simply impossible for him to be an Omega due to neither parents having the correct genes to produce an Omega child. But if that was all a lie then…

“NO! I’m not an Omega… I can’t be! I’m not weak !! I will never follow some dumbass alpha!! I’m my own person! I’m strong!” Tears begin to cloud his vision. He feels as though he has been frozen in time since yesterday. Now that he is beginning to thaw he can’t help but sob.

“Quit fucking crying… Can’t you think about how I feel? You ruined my womb on the way out and now you can’t even take over the business for us when we retire. I can’t make another child. An Alpha child, all because of you! Who do you think is going to take care of us when we grow old because it sure as hell isn’t going to be you!”

Her red eyes glanced over at him for the first time in what felt like ages. They were cold. So cold it plunged him back into his icy state of mind. The boy slumped back in his seat. She was right. He will no longer ever be their heir. He will never be able to take care of them. To repay them for all they had given.

Once they finally reached the facility it all happened so quickly. One minute she was filling out his intake paperwork the next he was being ushered into the examination room. She never even said goodbye. Katsuki never saw his mother again after that. Occasionally he would be allowed to write letters to his father but he never received a response.

It took Katsuki over six months for him to finally come to terms with the fact that he was indeed an Omega. Constant medical examinations measuring pheromone output to predict when his first heat would be made that very clear. In the beginning he was put in solitary for a very long time following his initial intake. He would need to be dragged kicking and screaming often biting staff and yelling profanities such as…

“You shit for brains Betas don’t know anything!” And“Keep your nasty ass fingers off ya hags!”

Besides the constant examinations and surveillance, Katsuki also had a very rough time getting used to the Omegan uniforms and dietary restrictions. The Bakugos were a well to do family with a thriving fashion business so Katsuki never settled for anything less than custom made or expensive brand name clothing. Now the boarding school provided them with uniforms and they were nowhere near his standards.

The white dress shirts were polyester and ill fitting. The blazer was oversized and itchy. Worst of all though were the humiliatingly short shorts and knee socks. The Walmart loafers gave his feet blisters and looked like shit. Each Omega is expected to were their uniforms fully buttoned up to protect the neck glands and hide any sent patches. Since all the Omegas at the school were unmated it is seen as crude to show off one’s naked neck.

Katsuki couldn’t give a fuck about such stupidity. Who cares if a bunch of Beta ‘teachers’ scolded him, the cheap fabric chafed his skin and the sent patches left a disgusting sticky residue. There is no way in hell he’d ever wear that crap!

Besides the uniforms the cafeteria was probably the next thing that took a very long time for him to get used to. The food served was bland as hell practically damn dog food. Most days it was boiled chicken and brown rice. It was totally bullshit. The ‘chefs’ if you could even call them that said it was “So that the young Omegas would have just enough energy to go about their day while retaining there slim Omegan physique”

After Katsuki began to accept this as his new reality he decided that he was going to make the best of it and become the top dog of this school. He was absolutely determined to be the most ‘alpha like’ Omega there ever was. No way in hell was he going to bend to the will of this hell hole! He would rule over these pathetic omegas as king!!!

That was until he turned 16.

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It had been a little over a year since he had begun living at the Omega boarding school when it finally happened. Katsuki had his first heat.

It had come much earlier than originally predicted by the nurses. He had woken up that day feeling sluggish as if it was the beginning of a cold. Of course he was much stronger than some measly germs and he had no plans to let this affect his perfect attendance record. Even if these classes on things like homemaking and cooking were far below him he was still determined to be the top of his class. As the other Omega children shuffled about getting ready to start their school day Katsuki was determined to not fall behind.

By the time he made it to his desk he was flushed and sweating. The cramping in his gut gone from a slight annoyance to an intense pain he couldn’t ignore. His eyelids felt like lead and he couldn’t focus on anything. The other kids in his class knew by now to steer clear of Katsuki when he was in a bad mood so nobody spoke up about his concerning condition and made sure to give him his space.

When the Beta teacher walked into the classroom he was hit with the thick overwhelming scent of caramel and cinnamon.

“Jesus! Goddamn it Katsuki!!” He pulled his face into a snarl and covered his nose with the back of his hand.

Stomping over to Katsuki's desk he grabbed him harshly by the arm, pulling him to stand up. The boy didn’t have any energy to resist and followed limply like a rag doll. He could feel a light stickiness trickle down his leg as he stood. Since sitting down the seat of his shorts had become damp with slick.

“The fuck do you think you’re doing? Let me go!” He loosely struggled against the larger man’s hold.

The teacher dragged him down the hall and towards the nurses office. Katsuki could smell the man’s own scent begin to sweeten with the heady scent of arousal as he snarled showing off the small fangs of a Beta. “Would you just shut up already? It’s already bad enough you distracted my class with your whoreish behavior this morning! Not only do you go around flashing your neck and messing your pants but you don’t even have the decency to wear a damn sent blocker?!? Do you need to be knotted so badly you would put on such a pathetic display?!”

Katsuki whined in pain; he wanted to refute the man’s claims but couldn’t due to the intense pain twisting in his guts. The Beta whipped him around and pushed him into the nurses office. Yelling loudly for the head nurse Chiyo Shuzenji.

“Oh dear, I don’t see why we need to be yelling like this, Sensei.” The woman said as she took Katsuki by the hand and led him to one of the cots.

“Ya whatever just make sure to strap that slut to the knotting machine as soon as possible. He needs to be knocked down a few pegs.” He flippantly waved his hand as he exited the nurses office. As the door was closing he managed to see him adjusting the tent in his pants. Fucking human scum.

“Why bless his heart…” the boy looked down at the dark look on the old woman’s wrinkled face. Was this woman actually showing compassion for him? No theirs no way… Katsuki has met many of the nursing staff and they have all had no problems stripping him down for inspection poking and prodding as they please. For all he’s concerned this woman can go fuck herself, just leave him to deal with this pain alone!

He slapped her hands away and threw himself down on the cot. He quickly wrapped himself in the sterile smelling blanket and grimaced. Trying to make himself as intimidating as possible. He bore his dull childlike fangs at her and she had the audacity to choke back a laugh! How dare this old hag! Doesn’t she know just how fucking cool and tough Katsuki is???

She turned around and came back with some supplies on a tray. Her smile was warm and gentle however the boy knew better than to trust this woman. The tray contained a cup of water, some over the counter pain medication, pantie liner and sent patches…

“I’ll leave you alone for now but try to get some rest… The first one will always be very painful…” Katsuki flinched away as she patted his knee over the blanket.

She closed the curtain for him and it was the first time since solitary that he has had a space all to himself. Privacy was incredibly hard to come by as all the students in each class would share a large open concept dorm room. Now that he was alone he could finally relax and feel his consciousness slipping into sleep.

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Katsuki awoke later to the sound of people arguing. The sunlight peaking through the window had become low and golden, he must have slept through the entire day.

“I’m telling you he’s just not ready for that! He’s the first in his class to present; he hasn't even finished sex ed yet!” A female voice shouted in a hushed tone so as not to wake him. Too late dumb ass.

How dare she imply he’s stupid! Of course he knows what all this is leading to! He’s not some Ignoramus who can’t even see that he is going to be led to a knotting bench! And the fact that Katsuki is the first in his class to present? Well Katsuki never settles for anything less than first. He refuses to show fear in any situation. He will never comply with these monsters' wishes and he will never back down.

Katsuki swings open the hospital curtain just as the man begins his retort. Just as he thought the woman shouting stood between him and three tall Beta ‘teachers’ one was the same smarmy asshole of a homeroom teacher and he was accompanied by two of the ‘extra curricular teachers’ one man, one woman. They all turned to look at him.

The tall Beta began to chuckle at the sight of the boy. The two males just stood with smirking expressions. He can understand why. Katsuki sways on his feet, flush spreading down his chest, collar unbuttoned and slick dripping down his soaked shorts. They looked at him like the cat who caught the canary. Little do they know they will soon become poultry when Katsuki makes them pay for this!

“Stop whining you hag!! Let’s just get this damn thing over with already!” He shouted tilting his head back so as to look down his nose at the inhuman scum.

“Seeeeee Ms. Shuzenji! He wants to come with us! It’s probably incredibly painful for him, we promise we are just here to help. We won’t do anything he won’t like.” The young woman tried to reassure the head nurse. Katsuki can’t believe he actually saw that hag beginning to relax! So old yet so naïve, he couldn’t believe she was falling for the oldest trick in the book.

As he was dragged away by one teacher on either side, he glanced back to look at the old nurse. She glanced down to avert her eyes as he gave a heavy sigh. He knew he couldn’t trust her. Not one bit.

There is a special wing on the first floor dedicated to heat management. By the time Katsuki had reached the room he would be spending the next week in, his legs had already given out and he was fully lifted in the largest Betas arms.

“Awwww poor baby~” the woman cooed at Katsuki. “How about we get you out of those yucky clothes?” Katsuki felt his gut twist at the disgustingly sweet and childlike tone of the woman.

“Why don’t you all just fuck off and leave me alone?” He felt the large man’s hands grip begin to tighten around him. As if he was trying to physically crush his fight.

“Young man, you do not address your superiors with such language!! Have my classes taught you nothing?!?” His home room teacher grabbed his face with bruising force as he violently mashed their lips together. Shock from the suddenness of the action left him stunned as the man’s tongue forced its way into his mouth.

Bile began to rise in his throat as the man began licking the roof of his mouth so far back he began to gag. Drool sloped out of the corners of his mouth and loud slurping noises rang in his ears. Katsuki's body finally started to listen and he bit down as hard as he could. The weasel of a man shrieked and pulled back jankily. The boy smirked with pride as he began to see the man’s mouth fill with blood.

His moment of triumph was short lived though as he was promptly thrown onto the padded table in the middle of the room and held down by the back of his neck. His cheek was being squished into the disgusting worn leather of the table. The woman roughly grabbed his head and pulled it to the side more than what is comfortable. Katsuki felt his neck pop as it twisted unnaturally to accommodate the muzzle he had become all too familiar with.

“Now that ought to shut him up! After all Omegas are supposed to be obedient. If we don’t teach him this now how the hell is he ever going to properly serve an Alpha or even Beta for that matter!!” The woman let out a hearty belly laugh. “And you over there might want to go back to the nurses office. I know you said he’s ‘your student, your responsibility’ but I fear you're far too affected by this brat sent right now. If we aren’t careful enough you might even go feral and pop his cherry first heat! We can’t have that! Think of all the money we would lose!! This kid right here is going to fetch us a handsome dowry for raising him.”

She punctuated her sentence by grabbing a fist full of Katsuki's ash blonde hair and tugging, earning a soft moan of pain from the young Omega. Katsuki's Teacher had nothing left to say after that and left the windowless room huffing and puffing slamming the door harshly on his way out.

“Now then why don’t we get to work? Shall we?” At that the man who had been silently holding him down began to rip off Katsuki's uniform with practiced ease. Once naked the woman began searching for something in the large cabinet of heat tools before she came back with a long stainless steel pole and four leather cuffs.

“Do you know what these are little one?” She smirked down at him as she began to one by one put the cuffs on each limb. The Omega had absolutely no idea of what this woman was planning anymore but he refused to give her any of the satisfaction she wanted so he angled his head away and gave a rough growl. He’s sure it would have been much more intimidating had he not been muzzled and face down, ass up.

“I’ll take that as a no. This is a tool to help you learn the correct pose for bitching. This will help you learn to instinctively present your filthy pussy and mating glands to your future Alpha. An Omega must always be willing and ready to take a Knot. Even go as far as to beg your Alpha for it.” Katsuki felt a shiver run down his spine. All the talk about Alphas and bitching beginning to stir something low in his abdomen.

Katsuki's breathing began to get heavier as he was fully placed into position with the steel bar between each ankle and his hands cuffed to the center. His back arched uncontrollably as his hole was on full display. The cool air of the room on his most sensitive areas gave him goosebumps and he suddenly became very conscious of how hard his nipples had become as they dragged along the rough texture of the table. With each inhale they rubbed against the uncomfortable leather leaving him with an itch he couldn’t quite scratch.

As arousal began to take hold of Katsuki the two betas stepped back to admire their work. Katsuki laid tied up and at their mercy. His dick was standing at full attention, his tip was red and swollen from neglect, his balls hug tightly against his small Omegan penis. His hole though was a thing of beauty. So pink and puffy practically begging for someone to cum inside. By now he was dripping so much slick it was trickling down his dick and creating a puddle beneath him.

The man who had yet to speak to Katsuki leaned over to whisper in his ear as he ground down on the boy's plush thighs. “All you Omega whores are the damn same. You put on a show of being stuck up but all it takes is a little manhandling to get you begging to be fucked” Katsuki whined as he felt the hot outline of the man’s cock come to life against his ass and thighs. The man stood there grinding his front against him casually until the woman spoke up again.

“Okay enough of that! Don’t you think we have waited long enough to start stretching him open?” The woman was now casually watching the two of them from a seat in the corner of the room by the toy cabinet. She already had begun smoking her cigarette with a bored expression.

“Ya..okay, you’re the boss lady.” The Beta man complied as he moved off the table. Katsuki let out a cry as he could no longer feel the warmth of the other man. By this point his mind was on autopilot. His eyes were bleary and unfocused and his hole clenched down in pain. He was so hot inside yet externally he was freezing, his guts twisted and ached sharp pains gathering in his stomach as he felt like it hurt to even breathe. And he was so so so horny. The arousal was unbearable; his cock was dripping with precum and slick if only his hands were free so he could touch himself and find even an ounce of relief.

The man behind him didn’t signal a warning when Katsuki felt a hot wet tongue press against his entrance. The Omega let out a loud horse moan; he felt like the breath was being sucked out of his chest. It felt so unbelievably good. Like a man who was trapped in the desert finally getting a sip of water. The man’s tongue lapped and sucked at his rim adding just enough pressure to tease at the idea of something going inside before pulling away. It was maddening, a long string of whiny moans began falling from his lips as he tried his best to push his hips back against the man’s face. He was so close all of his nerve endings felt like they were on fire all he needed was a bit more.

The boy felt a tear run down his cheek as his eyes rolled back when the Beta finally plunged not only his tongue but also his thumb into his wet heat. His body twitched and his hole pulsed around the intruding digits. His balls tightened up to hug the base of his cock as he let out rope after rope of thick cum.

“Tsk Tsk that won’t due at all how are you to service your future Alpha when you go blowing your load just because of one damn finger?” The man grabbed his ass harshly to prove his point and spread his cheeks apart. Adding a second finger instead of his tongue he began to scissor them in and out. The sensation of his insides being stroked and stretched by the man’s thick fingers was becoming way too much too quickly.

The Omega began to struggle against the stainless steel bar with renewed vigor as the sensations became too overwhelming. Drool began leaking out of his muzzle and his eyes betrayed him as they too began to leak tears of pain.

He could hear the woman in the corner chuckling at his distress. “The tougher they act the harder they fall. Even though this little one has only just begun to sob so beautifully for us we really need to speed this up. I’m going to need to write the incident report before we clock out this evening.”

The man let out a long sigh. “Always a stickler for the rules.” He said as he pulled his fingers out of the boy's hole. Katsuki felt relieved that the overwhelming sensations were gone but now that he was empty the pain in his organs began to come back tenfold.

All he could hear behind him was the sounds of metal clanking and wheels rolling. Fear began to creep up on the young Omega as he had no clue what was about to come. Glancing down between his legs he could see a large rectangular machine with a pole at the end. The Beta positioned the metal object so that it would be perfectly inline with Katsuki's pussy and began screwing on the largest knotting dildo he’d ever seen.

The boy sharply averted his eyes. Certainly they aren’t planning to use that on him; they probably just brought it out to scare him into submission. Because there is absolutely no way something like that is going to fit.

While Katsuki was doing his best to remain calm he could feel the head of the toy begin to prod at his entrance. He began to struggle hard against the restraints trying to get away but all it did was cause him more pain as he long lost circulation in his legs.

Even as it just barely pierced his rim the burning pain was excruciating. A few shallow thrusts of the toy only letting the head pop in before pulling out felt like he was getting punched in the gut. In the midst of all this pain he almost missed the cruel laughter of the Betas in the room before the toy was harshly slammed into him.

The pain was like anything he’d ever felt. His organs felt like they had been rearranged with the bruising force of the thrust. His hole had torn and he could feel warm sticky blood oozing out down his legs, mingling with all his slick. His vision went white and he screamed as best he could through the muzzle.

Then the machine pulled back slowly. Momentary relief was followed by another ear shattering scream as the machine fucked into him again. This time though he felt a different feeling rising in his gut as the toy began to pound so deeply into him it hit his stomach.

Katsukis screaming quickly turned to gags as he began to throw up nothing but stomach bile. Its only escape was through the breathing holes of the muzzle. Airways closed off and he began choking on his own vomit.

“Ah shit shit shit” he could faintly hear a woman’s voice as the mask was hastily torn off. By this point the boy's mind was gone and his body was operating on base instincts alone. He could feel his body being manipulated so he was now lying on his back.

The Machine was still going but somehow the pain felt incredibly far away now. It took a while of the Beta man positioning and repositioning the machine before he felt something different. It was like he had touched a live wire and all his nerves lit up again. This time though it wasn’t just with pain but with pleasure as well.

Each cruel thrust of the machine began to hit that small bundle of nerves and Katsuki couldn’t help but feel content. He had suffered through so much pain at the hands of his own body and at the hands of these people but now all he cared about was how fucking good this thing feels in his ass.

Pained crying soon tired to breathy moans and Katsuki's hips began to grind down against the toy. With each trust hitting his prostate the unbearable pain in his abdomen had ceased and the unreachable itch in his guts was getting scratched.

“Ngh….. more….” The boy couldn’t help the words that came from his mouth he wanted to be touched. He wanted to be untied so he could fuck himself at his own erratic pace not the slow predictable pounding of this machine. He wanted to stroke his cock it was red and leaking like a faucet begging to be touched.

The Machine began to speed up ever so slightly and he could begin to feel something at the base stir to life. Katsuki paid no mind as he continued to mindlessly rock his hips back against the machine until he felt the bulb of a knot catching on his rim.

“Haaaa… Yes… Please yess…” He moaned wantonly at the feeling of it catching his rim when it pulled out. “More…Please cum inside!” His voice didn’t sound like himself anymore with how high pitched and whiny it had become.

Katsuki continued on with more gibberish as the machine finally snapped into place the fake knot hitting his prostate perfectly as it began to shoot out some mysterious liquid to paint Katsuki's insides. Katsuki howled in pleasure as his untouched cock shot out load after load of his omega cum onto himself.

He had been so good. So good for his Alpha even made him cum with his knot. So good.

By the time Katsuki had come back down from his second orgasm he had realized he was now the only person in the room.

It was only him lying naked on the table chained up with a knotting dildo stuffed in his pussy. Now that he was finally alone again he could finally allow himself to show weakness. He cried. Sobbing so hard and so fitfully he cried himself to sleep.

The rest of his week was spent in a similar manner to the first day. Most of it was spent on the knotting table with him occasionally being let off to eat and shit. The ‘teachers’ were always different so you never knew who would walk through the door next. Honestly he doesn’t know if he can’t remember it clearly or he just didn’t want to.

A large part of himself would rather forget the humiliation these chicken shit for brains put him through. He also will never admit just how much the rough treatment satiated his inner Omega. That fucking traitor.

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The days turn to months and months turn into a year. By now he had been at the boarding school for a little over three years. Still though it wasn’t all bad he had to find something he’d enjoy there or else he would go mad. Turns out Katsuki enjoys cooking classes as it’s the only time he is allowed to eat food with some damn flavor.

He also had become quite close to his bunk mate Camie. She was an incredibly dazzling girl. Her playful and bright disposition shined through even in this hell hole. She was the kind of Omega Katsuki would dream of marrying if he was an Alpha. Even if she was a bit dumb. He liked that about her.

Now that he was in the final year of this hell he felt like a lamb being led to the slaughter. Senior year was all about getting sold to some shit for brains Alpha or Beta. Some possible new homes were a rich old guy who already has a large harem of young Omegas, middle aged couples looking to spice things up in the bedroom, or a young heir whose parents want them to start setting down and have pups.

Another part of getting ready for your future mate was the extensive fertility testing as one of the main reasons people kept an Omega was to bear pups. Today was the day the class of young Omegas were to receive their fertility rates on a scale of one to a hundred.

Camie beamed over at Katsuki holding up her paper with a bold 93 circled. It was indeed a very high score and the higher they score on both their physical but also behavioral tests the better chance of getting picked by a high quality Alpha as well. A pit formed in the bottom of the boy's stomach as he once again realized she would never be his.

The two of them had shared so much over these past years. They would fool around a bit after lights out, teasing kisses and tentative touches always topping just before they crossed any lines. Sometimes, they would just hold each other. The comforting sound of her breath had lulled him to sleep after a particularly strong night terror on multiple occasions.

The teacher pulled Katsuki back from his thoughts as he handed him his results. The man placed an uncomfortably warm hand on his shoulder as he leaned down to the boy's ear.

“I’ll see you after class Katsuki.” It was spoken in a curt low voice so as not to announce to the whole class. He hesitantly flipped over the paper that had landed on his desk.

His breath stopped as for the second time in his life he had received unexpected results that would change how he would live forever. At the top of the page written in red ink was “N/A Infertile Omega”. His breath caught in his throat. How the hell could this be happening again? Surely this time it must be a mistake? These bastards are all conspiring against him because he refuses to let them ruin him??

Lost in his thoughts he barely even realized the bell for lunch had already rung. Camie squeezed his hand and shocked him back to reality as he jumped back.

“Geez what’s got you wound up so tight? Come on, it's time for lunch! I wanna tell you all about the hot gossip from the grade below us!!” She smiled lazily as she began rattling on about this or that.

“Camie, why don’t you just go down to the mess hall by yourself today. That old goat of a teacher wants to talk to me about some shit.” Her eyebrows knit together with concern as she glanced back at the teachers podium.

She leaned closer, eyes sincere, she smelled nice and comforting like clean linens. “Are you sure you’ll be alright?”

“I’ll be fucking fine! Now hurry your ass up or you won’t get us good seats!” He stood up and began walking her towards the exit. All the other students have finished filling out by then.

“Rodger!” She giggled as she spun on her heels and rushed down the hall towards the cafeteria. Now it was just him and the teacher left in the classroom. Katsuki turned to the man with his signature look of ‘how dare you waste my time’ glare.

“Katsuki, I take it you read your results?”His teacher stepped towards him, almost invading his personal space.

“So what if I have? Gunna toss me out or somethin?” Katsuki puffed out his chest and tilted his head up so as to look down his nose at the man. Whatever intimidation tactics he tries will never work on Katsuki.

The taller man let out a heavy sigh before continuing. “You see Katsuki, this school only functions because of the incredibly kind Alphas and Betas who choose to ‘donate’ in exchange for some ‘match making services’ we provide. If an Omega can’t be offered to one of those Alphas due to health reasons or behavioral problems then how exactly do you expect that Omega should pay us back for raising them so carefully.” His expression had become dark and the corners of his mouth ticked up.

“After all we have a quota we must fulfill. If we let too many Omegas run away or ‘drop out’ then it’s our paychecks that will be hurt the most. It really is too bad a bunch of higher up executives are visiting the school today. If they weren’t I would have gladly broken you in a bit before we sent you off to the Omegan whore house. But we can’t exactly let you roam free. We would hate to be docked points on the inspection just because we have one worthless bratty Omega in our midst.”

“Are you done yet bastard?” Katsuki cut off the man with a disgusted look on his face how fucking dare he ramble on about a bunch of bullshit! How dare he even think of sending him to some whore house! He’d sooner bite the dick off some John than suck it! “Why don’t t you just shut your damn-“

A sharp smack was issued to the right side of the boy's face. He had been hit so hard the Omega stumbled back a few steps and knocked into a desk. This was far from the first time he had received corporal punishment in this place but this was different. Before the teachers would always pull their punches so as not to hurt the merchandise but now he was hit full force it was definitely going to leave evidence.

Katsuki was so dazed from the initial impact that he didn’t realize the man had once again closed the gap between them and was reaching out his hands towards the boy's neck. Katsuki jerked away but the man’s arms were too long and he easily grabbed hold of the young Omegas' throat. Pinching meanly at his sensitive sent glads he squeezed to scruff the boy. Katsuki felt his mind going blank as he struggled one last kick to the man’s side.

His Omega instinct had taken over him now that he was at the mercy of his teacher. He was dragged down hallway after hallway rudely being thrown about. By the time they had reached the destination his knees were bleeding from falling and his shoulder stung from being slammed into a doorway carelessly. The destination itself was an old solitary confinement room on the first floor hidden in the back of the north facing wing which was only used for heat purposes.

He was tossed inside unceremoniously as he heard the loud metal sound of the door closing behind him. These scum of the earth actually think they can lock Katsuki up and get away with it? Has he not already endured enough if there torture??

The room itself was a disgusting burnt orange color with scratches and graffiti littering the walls. The room contained a bed on the floor with one blanket, one pillow, one bucket and no windows. The only way out was through the door. The door in question was a heavy metal hinged on the outside and no door knob. It did however have an old rubber seal at the bottom. Perhaps he might be able to escape after all?

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Aizawa was currently working as record executive for UA Music Group. Recently he managed to sign on the newest indie-rock hit ‘Deep Dope’. Needless to say with the release of their newest studio album Aizawa isn’t exactly hurting for money, quite the opposite actually. Nobody ever bothered to come this far down the hall except the janitor.

A few years back, one and only Omega had passed in a car crash. It was your typical drunk driving accident that could have happened to anyone. Aizawa who had been behind the wheel at the time of course walked away with only a few scars and a limp.

His Beta Hizashi tends to put on a strong and blase front however his Alpha mate can tell he’s still hurting from the loss of their Omega. The three of them had grown up together and were engaged by their family’s at a very young age. Because of this neither could truly remember a time before they knew Shirakumo.

It had already been two years since then and to honor his memory both had decided they wanted to give back and financially support as many young Omegas as possible. Shirakumo was always an incredibly nurturing person who believed everyone should be treated with the respect they deserve no matter their secondary gender. So that brings them to this Omegan boarding school just outside of Musutafu.

“The grounds look pretty well kept.“ Aizawa stated dryly as they began walking up to the entrance.

“Okay!! So we just need to look around to make sure all the kiddos are clean and well taken care of!! Keke!!” Hizashi shouted in his signature radio host voice.

As they stepped inside they were greeted by the front desk receptionist who stated their guide would be out shortly to show them around. Their guide himself turned out to be a middle aged pudgy bald fellow. He was a Beta about a head shorter than both of them. Hizashi couldn’t help but notice the expensive brand of suit he was wearing looked to be a bit above his pay grade.

On the tour they got to view the large cafeteria full of bustling young Omegas. The meals didn’t look particularly flavorful but they at least seemed to be a healthy balanced diet. Perhaps some of their investment money could go towards higher quality ingredients for their meals?

Next they viewed some of the classrooms they were relatively well stocked on supplies and meticulously cleaned. Though the director who was showing them around struggled to answer any questions about what exactly they teach in their curriculum.

The dorm rooms were also a bit disappointing as they were indeed large well taken care of rooms however they each had about 6 bunk beds each. The children’s beds as well were all uniformly made. Not a nest in sight. It looked as though each child was to share one dresser between his or her bunk mate.

The shower rooms, gymnasium, and library were all very normal and up to standards. The only thing next to see would be the heat rooms. It was standard practice for any Omegan facility to include heat rooms for its students to preserve a bit of their own privacy and dignity when going through normal bodily changes. It’s expected for them to provide a comfortable and safe space for them to go through some of their first heats. Nesting materials and small toys to help relieve discomfort are the standard.

When walking towards the heat rooms they were quite far and out of the way from the rest of the common areas they had toured first. The two mates shared a look between each other. By now both men could see this place was not exactly being truthful with them.

“And this would be one of the standard heat chambers we provide for all Omegan students staying with us.” The bald man swung the heavy scent proof door open to reveal a rather underwhelming sight. The room was very small and housed only a twin bed and a large cabinet.

Hizashi was the one to speak up first. “Is there no bathroom attached? What about nesting materials?” He cocked his head to the side in a flamboyant manner as he inched closer to the director.

The heavy set man began sweating under the intense gaze of the two. “O-oh! Yes well we typically just grab their nests from the children’s beds!! And we check on them frequently enough to walk them to the… restroom…” he swallowed thickly, no longer being able to hold the other Beta's intense gaze.

While the man was preoccupied with his mate Aizawa walked over to the incredibly out of place cabinet. Opening the first drawer he found toys that much he expected however they had strange attachments and screws on the end. He opened the second drawer and although he had a gut feeling this would be the case seeing the ropes, cuffs, gags, and muzzles that had been used on these poor helpless children made him feel sick to his stomach.

As the Alphas hands trembled in anger he went to check the third and final drawer and his heart stopped . It was a knotting machine. It looked old. The paint was chipped and scratched, the exposed edges slightly rusted. How many poor Omegas were tied up in this very room?”

“What the fuck is this?!” Aizawa finally raised his voice, lacing it with a hint of Alpha dominance.

“I-Its… um… heat tools? To help the poor things through their heats. The dumb little Omegas probably wouldn’t even know what to do if we didn’t lend them a helping hand.” The sweaty man began rubbing his hands together as he tried to quell the Alphas' anger.

“How about you shut your damn mouth with that nonsense! And you’ll be hearing from our lawyers regarding the living conditions we’ve seen here. Come on Hizashi, we are leaving.” The bald Beta immediately snapped his mouth shut at the order. Hizashi made sure to shoulder check the shorter man as he followed after his Alpha.

As they both stepped back into the hallway they both froze. The putrid scent of distressed Omega leaking from the end of the hall. As they both turned to look they could see small dirty fingers prying at the gap between the floor and the heavy scent proof door. The young Omega had clawed up the rubber sealant on the edges of the door by hand and through the gaps was letting out some of the most heartbreaking scent either of them had ever smelt.

Hizashi zipped back into the room before Aizawa even had to say a word, dragging the man by his expensive shirt collar and shoved him towards the door “You're going to open this damn door! Right now!”

“I really don’t see how any of this is necessary… Don’t mind this child, he's just being dramatic.” The old man began trying to smooth out the wrinkles in his shirt, not even sparing the door a single glance.

“Open it, Now!” Aizawa hated having to use his Alpha voice this much. He much rather leave the talking to Hizashi.

The Beta followed his orders in a manner similar to a puppet forcefully being pulled along. His face was turning green as he reached into his pocket for the key to the door. What they saw inside was a devastating sight.

The young Omega seemed to be older than they had first assumed but small and thin he could have been mistaken for much younger. His face was bruised a deep purple, one eye swollen shut. His hands and knees were bloody and covered in dirt, clothes crumpled and in disarray the boy even had a large handprint around his neck!

The young Omega stared at them in shock he had crouched down beside the bed. He looked like a cornered animal ready to defend himself if anyone takes even a step further. Small Omegan fangs bared at them and Aizawa's heart broke further. Besides the bed the young boy was crouched by; the only other thing in the room was a small plastic bucket which appeared to have been used. How long has this poor boy been trapped here??

Aizawa saw red. He grabbed the director and shoved him against the wall with much more force than necessary. “What the hell do you mean ‘he’s just being dramatic’ look at him he’s been beaten black and blue!”

As the Alpha continued his interrogation Hizashi dropped down to the floor to try and make himself as not intimidating as possible. The boy's low growls became louder as the Beta tried inching forward.

“It’s okay little listener…We are here to help!” Hizashi spoke in an uncharacteristically soft voice. “Please won’t you let me help you?”

He reached out his hand to the Omega. The Omega flinched away instinctively. The older man patiently waited with his hand outstretched for the boy's wrist gland exposed as he tried to send out calming pheromones to soothe him.

He could see the gears turning in that little head of his as he contemplated grabbing his hand. There was a loud bang from outside the doorway probably his Alpha dealing with the trash who ran this place. The sound startled the boy into reaching for his outstretched hand. Hizashi took that as permission and pulled the young Omega into his embrace. Holding the boy's head under Hizashi’s chin he focused on calming him. Hizashi smelled herbal with a bit of fresh citrus like a refreshing glass of tea.

The Omega began to relax in his grip leaning into his chest as he continued smelling the pheromones. He gently picked up the Omega into his arms making sure he could still have direct access to his gland.

“Aizawa, I think we should be going now!” Hizashi stated face falling back into his usual smirk but his Alpha could tell it was just a facade. The way he clung to the boy said it all.

The director was now hanging by his ripped suit jacket and had begun to bruise in the same manner the Omega had. Aizawa’s knuckles were bright pink and splitting. It didn’t take long for Hizashi to connect the dots and begin beaming with pride for his Alpha.

“Y-you can’t just t-take him!! That’s kidnapping… you should at least pay first!” The director groveled on the ground. He still had the audacity even after receiving quite the beating.

“Fine.” Aizawa pulled out his wallet grabbing all the cash he had on him and threw it all over the hallway. When the bald man went to pick some of it up he stepped on the back of his hand with the heel of his boot.

“But this won’t be the last you’ll be hearing from us.” The two men turned down the hall and exited the building with haste. Once they reached their car the Alpha took one long glance back at the building.

“I know you want to help them all Alpha, we will help them all, but right now we need to help this one first.” He motioned to the sleeping boy in his arms as he placed him in the back seat.

“I know let’s get him patched up first.” Aizawa said gruffly as he sat in the driver’s seat and drove off.

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