For as long as she could remember, Momo Yaoyorouzu, heiress to the Yaoyorouzu empire of family businesses and raven haired daughter of Japan's richest couple had experienced one thing being beaten into her over and over.
She had to be elegant. She had to be ladylike. She had to be a picture perfect woman, sipping tea with a pink raised in dresses and feminine clothing and conducting herself with an air of grace that one would expect from a sitting queen and not a four-year-little girl.
Momo, among the many things that she was, was not the type of girl who enjoyed this. She was the kind of girl who enjoyed hunting bugs to study them, playing in puddles of mud and rain and sometimes even getting into fights. (That last one was only to protect others, but it was still a negative point in her parents book in regards to her demeanour and behaviour.)
Oh sure by the time she was in U.A. University she had mastered the art of displaying a couth and proper appearance and manner, the only signs of her more…. Adventurous and rambunctious side evident in the fact she was trying to be a hero and not a business student, but this did not mean it was dead. Quite the opposite in fact, it was roaring quietly inside as alive as ever.
She had learned how to hide her 'unladylike' behaviour away, hide it from view of everyone and allow it graze only the surface of her private thoughts. A skill learned due to the fact her parents had often made not so subtle threats of her inheritance not coming her way if she didn't conform to what they wanted. The only reason she got into U.A. was by pretending it was a genius business strategy, and not just a true desire to help others regardless of the profit involved.
Class 1-A knew Momo as the prim and proper, elegant class mom. The teachers knew her as the upstanding always well-kempt and composed student. Momo knew herself as the girl who enjoyed combat training and letting loose for the sake of getting to do something freeing, something that had nothing to do with being ladylike nor any need to pretend to be all prim and proper usually.
She knew herself as the one who had denied costume changes to be less revealing several times, both for her own stated reason of wanting to be able to more effectively use her quirk but also because her costume was a statement that was quiet yet firm, going unnoticed by those who didn't know how to look, stating herself to be putting herself out there as she wanted and not how others did.
It wasn't ladylike and she didn't want it to be.
Sadly, sparring was not a cure-all for the underlying issue, as every night she still got phone calls from her parents (or more typically their servants, because god forbid they take five seconds to talk to their money securing scheme. Oh sorry, she meant daughter), and she'd have It drilled into her what she still had to do.
How she still had to act. How she was still expected to be some perfect little princess taking over a business she didn't want. She could hardly give up her fortune, she was sheltered but she wasn't dumb, she knew that the kind of money she had would be a great benefit to a hero to helping others, but she couldn't get it if her parents suspected her to just be a genuine hero trying to help people who didn't want to be a business figure.
Between that, the typical work of school which stressed even her out despite being the smartest student in class and the fact that she had to maintain this 'elegant' façade even in front of her closest friends….
Momo was stressed. Really, really stressed. Being stressed made her snappy and sloppy. It made her focus waver. It made… it made it easy for someone who cared about her notice and want to help.
Who did? Though Momo didn't realize it at the time, Ochaco Uraraka. Barely coming up to her chest, the girl was short from Momo's perspective, she was also cute, tough, a good friend and a good laugh and great at putting a smile on her face. Oh did she mention cute?
…Yeah, the rich girl fell for the poor girl. what a cliché! Momo didn't care though, clichéd though it might have been Ochaco was everything Momo wished she could be, wished she could show on the surface. Always confident on the surface aside from when someone really flustered her, ready to fight and kick ass any time, not shy to sometimes be a little direct and definitely not shy to be messy or sloppy. Ochaco had no worry about being elegant or ladylike, though she certainly managed being beautiful at times in Momo's eyes.
Between her looks, her personality, the fact she always greeted Momo with a smile each day and willingly talked to her not as an unapproachable sort of queen or something due to her status or money but just as another friend, it made it impossible not to fall for her.
She tried not to make it too obvious, but it was hard… Hell it was hard even keeping her ladylike façade up at all around her. She tried to scold Ochaco and give her disapproving looks when the girl accidentally flung soup from her spoon into Momo's blazer, but the second her eyes drifted away it broke to a smile.
Jokes that were… not always for prude ears sometimes escaped Ochaco if she felt very comfortable in her skin and no guys were around, and Momo had to pretend to admonish her every time as the dam of laughter almost cracked.
Oh and did she mention the girls butt? She shouldn't be staring like a pervert but… Ochaco didn't make it easy with her size, or the very quiet claps you could sometimes hear from it if she got over excited and started bouncing.
So… Yeah, Momo was madly in love with a girl who probably had no interest in her at all. That was what she'd come to accept her reality to be, and while time with Ochaco always helped lighten the load, when she left it would double with the knowledge of what was just out of her grasp.
Unaware to her, Ochaco felt the same way and had been watching Momo's spiral into stress and madness, until finally one day there came a moment that made a major difference.
The day Momo's agitation got to be too much and she headed to the dorms early, wanting away from it all, unaware of the concerned brunette rushing after her and keeping an eye on her.
She didn't notice her at all, even when she got into the dorms and was nearing her room, only to be distracted by a scratching noise. Confused, she had investigated the source carefully and pulled up the carpet to find Koda's bunny Beatrice had gotten its paw stuck in the wall.
Gently, she'd pried the small creature free and picked it up gently, scratching it behind the ear and holding it as she sat against the wall, cooing and assuring it that it was okay. "You're fine… wish I could say the same for myself."
She failed to notice the brunette eyes poking around the corner shining with concern as Momo pecked the bunnies head, sighing. "Koda can't talk to animals right? Don't need to worry about you telling him if I'm just… having a shit time right now."
Her words didn't need to be altered to be her fanciful façade for the animal. She continued on still unaware of the now shocked jaw dropped expression on Ochaco's face.
"My parents are still pushing for this whole annoying 'Be the girl we raised' crap… The stuff they're trying to overwrite the real me with. The stuff all my classmates now have to believe is the real me. I mean, I guess it's not the fake me but… sometimes, I just want to cut loose like the rest of them do. Join in on some of the more…. Rough jokes or activities without them all thinking it isn't like me when it is… I just want to relax but… it's impossible to relax when you have to make yourself look like something you hate." She griped, gritting her teeth and glaring at the floor, scratching Beatrice's ear slightly harder though being mindful not to actually hurt her. "Plus all these exams are taking up all our time right now, there's no sparring to just cut loose and… and… And then there's Ochaco, who they'd never approve of… Ochaco…"
Around the corner, the brunette froze.
"She's so… So…. So good!" She whined, arching her head back as a suffering sigh escaped her, briefly seeing something bright red in the corner of her eye but not registering it enough to turn to it. "She's so pretty, so cute, she has those dang eyes that make my chest hurt when she looks at me with them all innocent like, then there's that…. Well, 'sexy' hero costume! Especially with that ass! Not to mention the fact she always makes me laugh, and smile, and be happy to be alive… and I c-can't have her. I'm j-just… just some problematic prim and proper party pooper who she p-probably thinks will just rain on her parade when I actually love all her little quirks, slob and all… Heck she even makes it so her throwing up when she gets nauseous from her quirk is kinda cute with how shy she gets afterwards which just is so not fair!"
She sighed as she looked down, before turning and freezing as onyx eyes met brown. Momo's face went as bright red as Ochaco's already was. "…B-Before you a-ask, I w-was here before you started talking. I heard it all…"
Momo gulped at that and sputtered as she bolted up, Beatrice yelping and jumping away before scuppering off who knows where. The young raven haired woman's attention didn't spare the rabbit a second thought, her eyes completely transfixed on Ochaco's. "I… I.."
"You.. don't like being 'elegant'?" She asked shyly first and Momo winced before bowing, instinctively.
"I'm sorry Ochaco! I… I…" She raised up and sighed sadly. "I d-didn't know how the class w-would react on the f-first day… I didn't want my parents finding out I… w-was here to be a hero and n-not for the family business or anything. They… T-They're obsessed with keeping face and… they forced me to be 'ladylike' and 'elegant' all the time to suit their visions but… I've never liked it. P-Please don't be mad, I was… scared to show anyone."
She winced, waiting for some upset response only to get a hug instead. Confused, her arms gingerly wrapped around her shorter classmate. "I'm not mad… Okay I am, but at your parents! Did… D-Did you really m-mean all t-that stuff about me?"
"…I D-Did." Momo bit her lower lip, worried about the inevitable incoming rejection. Instead, she was shocked to see Ochaco look up with a shaky smile and major blush.
"D-Does that mean you like me back?"
"Y-You… You like me too?!" Momo went wide eyed as her jaw dropped and Ochaco nodded, giggling to herself.
"How could I not?! You're… You're… Well you're you! You're amazing and pretty, and you're not a party pooper missus!" She scolded lightly, hugging her tighter. "I a-always thought you were too good for me, never the other way around!"
"But you are! You-" She stopped, before smiling. "I suppose whether we disagree doesn't really matter if we both like each other…"
"I guess not." Ochaco giggled pulling away. "Do…."
"Do you want to…" Momo continued for her and they look each other in the eye with shy smiles, both nodding.
"I'd love to." Ochaco nodded, nuclear yet so happy. Momo nodded in a similar state.
"Me too." She sighed happily. Then Ochaco's face shifted. It went from happy embarrassed to just fully embarrassed and suddenly hesitant. "Ochaco? Is something wrong?"
"No… just…" She bit her lips before looking her in the eyes. "You said you like it when I'm a slob? Making messes?"
Momo paused before nodding and humming a shy affirmation, curious to where her friend- New girlfriend? Holy shit that was an amazing thought to get to have! Curious to where her new girlfriend was going with this.
"If I s-say something super dumb, do you promise not to judge me? Or at the least if this makes you change your mind about me you promise you won't tell others." She asked and Momo nodded immediately as a frown came on her face.
"Nothing will make me change my mind about you, and I'll never judge you. I promise." The taller girl assured the brunette gently and with great sincerity that made the smaller of the two visibly relax.
"W-Well… I can think of one very… Unladylike… Inelegant… Well, frankly outright kinda gross thing I do to relax sometimes that might help you if it really helps you feel better doing those kinds of things." She hums shyly, hiding her face. "I don't want you to be stressed, but the thing… It's embarrassing to say!"
Momo waited patiently, with a gentle kind reminder for the girl. "I promised I wouldn't judge."
"…I g-grew up on a farm, so dealing with things others considered gross was kind of normal for me, but I also grew up somewhat isolated so I picked up things others might think weird or that my parents didn't… didn't intend." The shorter girl pauses before biting her lips, gathering her courage before looking Momo dead in the eye. "Nausea isn't the only side effect of using my quirk, it's just the obvious one. Overuse causes it to need to come out as fast as possible so it comes out my mouth… but usually the excess energy builds up inside me, pressure builds up as well, both inside my stomach… and it becomes… well it becomes crap. That's why I always end up in the bathroom after hero training if I don't push myself to the point of throwing up."
Momo blinked in surprise. That took a turn she was not expecting at all. "So… It gives you stomach issues?"
"Mhm… Also makes me able to make lots of it whenever I want and… well, on the farm, you sometimes would get covered in manure in accidents. It's not the same but…"
"You rub it on yourself?!" Momo went wide eyed as she sputtered and Ochaco yelped, pulling away and hiding her face.
"I'm sorry! I shouldn't of s-said anything! I'm-"
"Wait!" Momo hugged her again. "I'm not… I'm not judging, just… shocked. P-please, keep going. I w-want to know more."
"I…" Ochaco took a deep breath and grit her teeth, regaining her composure after a moment. Then she turned back. "R-Right. Well… W-What I was gonna say was… I k-know its s-super weird to you but… it r-reminds me of home and a-always makes me feel a little light inside, like somethings getting out of me in a different way than just the obvious. It makes me feel relaxed, like you said you wanted. S-So... if you think i'm a total weirdo that's fine but I j-just want to help you be h-happy and this is the best way I know how to offer."
"...I... This is... Very, confusing and... Not what I expected…" Momo paused with an awkward blush. Hiding her face behind her hands as she felt more embarrassment creep up, she whispered quietly. "Yet the reasoning and the intentions are very touching and... I cannot bear to upset a friend... Or r-rather my new girlfriend. I… Will at least try it before I knock it."
Ochaco's face lit up with the cutest, happiest most excited beam and while Momo was still confused and shocked, that smile felt like proof she'd most definitely made the right decision regardless of whether she'd enjoy this or not.
And the answer to that, she honestly had no idea.
"Alright, come on!" Ochaco cheered as she took her new girlfriend's hand, tugging her along. Momo sputtered.
"R-Right now?!"
"Don't you want to deal with your stress?" Ochaco blinked confused. Momo paused, before realizing she nearly objected to Ochaco willingly getting them into a situation where they were likely to end up unclothed, Ochaco failing to fall into her usual embarrassment.
Realizing her mistake, she kept her mouth shut after a quick "Your right", squeezing the girls hand and letting her lead her to the smaller girl's room.
Momo took a deep breath as she laid, now naked, on Ochaco's bed which she'd created a plastic wrap for with her quirk. Ochaco stood above her, having just finished somewhat shyly undressing herself and now…
Now that big cute ass Momo was always ogling was inches away from the girls face, completely naked and ready to drop gravidumps on her. A small grin came on her face despite herself.
She'd have to tell Ochaco the gravidumps line later, maybe she'd find it funny. She took a deep breath yet again. "You're sure this is relaxing?"
"Mhm! I know it seems weird but just, lemme take charge and I promise I'll make it as good as I can for you!" She assured, wiggling her butt. "Ready when you are."
"…I'm ready!" Momo nodded determined, waiting and that's when Ochaco spread those cheeks, revealing her hole (Aww! It was all puckered and kissable!) and then said hole opened open, slowly getting wider.
Keeping her eyes on it, Momo watched a brown log begin to slowly squeeze its way out of the gravity girl, pushing gently closer to Momo's face with every moment as Ochaco let out admittedly adorable whines from the effort she was putting in, the log gradually growing larger until it finally began to fall forward with gravity, breaking up near one end.
Momo felt her heart beat faster with confusion and even excitement as it happened, then it finally snapped off and a five inch, fairly thick brown log landed square between her breasts, making her jolt and even moan slightly in surprise.
Momo paused. There was a dump. On her chest.
There was a literal log of shit on her chest, and she let it be put there. It was heavy. Its smell reached her and… and… and she blushed as a small smile escaped her.
Yes, in many ways this could be considered gross, or weird, or whatever else. Momo could only think one thing though. This was a part of Ochaco. A part of Ochaco that was now on her.
Her excitement grew tenfold as the girl turned with a smile, shyly reaching in and squashing the log into practically a paste, its soft nature making it easy for Ochaco to starb rubbing it in, smearing it over Momo's body starting with her chest.
She gently worked her hands up and down Momo, covering her breasts more and more as she let out small grunts of effort, which let the raven haired girl notice Ochaco was still putting her effort into making more even as she rubbed it in, letting it fall to a plate on the floor she'd failed to notice.
She shivered at the thought of it all covering her. Of her body becoming brown head to toe, absolutely coated in Ochaco. Her body relaxed at the thought. This was a way to have Ochaco a part of her, a way to have this amazing gorgeous girl clinging to her entire body.
That alone convinced Momo that this was the best thing she'd experienced all week, moaning suddenly as Ochaco hit a pleasure spot on her breasts, making the brown haired girl giggle, before she picked up another log and smashed it gently on her stomach, just above her vagina, starting to rub it all into her stomach and legs.
Momo dared to look down, giggling shyly in delight as she saw all the smears of brown, her skin barely visible underneath, it looked like someone had spread Nutella all over her except as far as Momo was concerned, it was something much better seeing as it came from Ochaco.
She couldn't leave the girl to have to all the work though and she paused, before taking a deep breath. She had to eat plenty of food for hero training today and she'd ended up not being called in as time had run on too long. She had digested food to spare.
"Nghh…" She gritted her teeth, squeezing her eyes shut gently and gripped the plastic sheet as she pushed as best she could, feeling the sensation of something big and soft pushing out of her hole, making her gasp slightly as the positioning made it hit a few sweet spots on the way out. When she felt it get far enough she cracked an eye open and looked at Ochaco with a giggle, who stared shocked. "W-What? Did you think I was leaving you out?"
"…Thank you." Ochaco giggled and grinned after a moment, as Momo used a free hand to pick it up before suddenly using her other to tug Ochaco on top of her. Confused, Ocacho readjusted as best she could, blushing even more when she realized she was now straddling Momo, who had stared squashing her own log right in between her breasts. She giggled shyly. "That tickles."
"You feel nice." Momo smiled sweetly, looking her in the eyes with a softness all of a sudden, knowing that as unusual as this was… it was intimate in its own way, and it made her happy to share it with Ochaco. The girl curled in slightly on herself shyly before rubbing her own mess over the taller girl's shoulders.
"You feel better."
"Doubt it."
"You do!"
"Nah, bet you and your lips both feel better."
Both girls paused and Momo went nuclear as she realized what she had actually said. Before she could sputter out an explanation however, Ochaco suddenly leaned in and kissed the girl, making Momo go wide eyed before leaning and kissing back.
It was short, and awkward, confused… but it was perfect as far as either girl was concerned, pressing into each other. Ochaco unthinkingly lifted her hands up to Momo's cheeks, holding her and rubbing more of her essence over the rich girl's face, who couldn't care less as her tongue came out and moved across Ochaco's lips.
The brunette squirmed in delight before opening them, however her finger slipped inside Momo's mouth and she went wide eyed as she pulled back, ready to yelp out an apology only to be stopped by the feeling of Momo sucking on her thumb. "M-Momo?"
Her tongue lapped around the appendage, cleaning it off before she slid her mouth off, swallowing. It was… an acquired taste, but she was gonna acquire it, she knew for certain as she smiled gently at Ochaco. "It's a part of you… I don't mind tasting any part of you~"
"M-Momo!" Ochaco sputtered and Momo giggled before leaning up and kissing her again, resting her forehead against her.
"You were right… I love this. With you… this is…" She paused, finding her words before smiling. "I feel as though we're becoming part of each other in a way."
Ochaco paused before a shy smile creeped up and she leaned in too. "M-Me too, it's amazing."
They smiled gently at each other, loving emanating from the simple action. Ochaco shyly lifted one of Momo's fingers up and licked it, giggling as she smacked her lips adjusting to the taste. "Huh. Well… if you can do it for me, I can do it for you~"
"That's amazing, my little brownie~" Momo cooed and the girl blinked, blushing as she tilted her head. Momo grinned as she explained. "Your brown haired, you have those adorable brown eyes and well… your dropping a bunch of brownies for me~ Is the nickname okay?"
"Y-Yes, I l-like it… And I'll m-make all the brownies for you that you want." Ochaco promised shyly, booping the richer girl's nose.
"Then let's coat each other." Momo giggled with a sparkle in her eyes. "Coat each other, then kiss each other, then just hold on to each other."
"That sounds perfect." Ochaco sighs as she rubbed more into Momo, leaning back in to initiate yet another kiss, both falling into the throes of passion in no time.
Neither were aware of the invisible girl outside shocked that there were two others like her, who she could talk to maybe….
She needed time to prepare but maybe… maybe they could help her know what it was like to be visible with a medium she loved.
A month later, though covered in brown, Momo and Ochaco would beam as a set of teeth in a brown covered body beamed at them from their combined efforts.
For now though, the girls could just love each other alone, learning to appreciate the joys of each other and what they could make and share.