The conference room was filled with utter pandemonium. Everyone was shouting out, some in fear, most in disgust.

However, out of the many voices filling the room, one overpowered them, that being Shiozaki Ibara: "Excuse me! You expect us to believe such dollop, Recovery Girl?!"

"Quiet, everyone!" Shuzenji exploded, slamming down her syringe-shaped cane on the floor, the noise stifling all others. The room quieted down until it was just hushed whispers. "Have you all not realized it within your bodies yet?" she countered, gazing softly at the crowd of scared young adults. "Are none of you feeling…horny?" she said, the last part with pain, hating that she had to speak that way now.

At her words, everyone now completely quieted down, each one realizing that yes, they were feeling horny.

Recovery Girl sighed, hating what she was about to do but knowing she had to do it, "Young Midoriya, Young Yaoyorozu, will you two come to the front, please? Everyone else, please go back to what you were doing," she requested, the sea of students suddening parting and leaving like the Red Sea until it was only Midoriya Izuku and Yaoyorozu Momo standing there in full view; his face beet-red and his head facing down, not wanting to make eye contact with anyone still meandering about. If he was being honest with himself he was also horny, but not enough to have an erection (thankfully). As the two of them walked to the old nurse of his university, he wondered what he must've done wrong in his life to be subjected to this humiliation. "Young Yaoyorozu, I'm so sorry to ask this of you, and I know this is a…disgusting use of your unique ability, but may you make a plastic bottle and box of condoms for your friend here?"

Midoriya Izuku was by himself on the second floor of the building as per Recovery Girl's instructions, sitting down in a rickety old chair while holding both a box of 52 millimeter-sized condoms with a plastic bottle in his hands.

The idea, and this is where it gets disgusting, was that he would masturbate with a condom on, cum inside, and drain the contents of his seed into the bottle, which would then be given to his sick classmate Komori Kinoko so that she can recover faster (at least temporarily). The hard part was that he was having trouble getting the condom on, as it was too small for his rock-hard girth. As aforementioned earlier, the condoms were sized 52 millimeters but he was pretty sure he was at least eight millimeters bigger than the label suggested, as just trying to get them on was like putting his dick through a cheerio, impossible.

Midoriya wouldn't call himself impressive by any means, he thought he was average himself but maybe Yaomomo made them too small by accident? It would explain everything neatly. He sighed to himself, taking out another condom, opening it, and then tried to get it on his "average-sized" penis, which was easily eight inches in length and 2.5 inches in width. His cock had heavy and thick veins all alongside it, leading up to the head which was red from stimuli.

"Goddamnit," Midoriya whispered to himself, leaving the condom off and beginning to jerk himself off instead. His scarred right hand grabbed ahold of his hot cock, moving it up and down, squeezing it at just the right spots. He kept at this for twenty minutes until he felt himself reaching his peak, which felt stronger than usual, and then positioned the plastic bottle to be aligned with his urethra when he came. He fapped and fapped until finally he released his seed, it coming out in strong spurts like slimy viscous goo. He didn't stop cumming until a full minute and a half later. Slightly tired, Izuku was surprised to see that his cock was still as rock-hard as it was before (if not even harder!), except that the entirety of his penis was red and purple, engorged with blood. "Damnit! Why am I still hard? It usually goes down after…"

He trailed off, deciding to focus instead on the half-filled bottle of cum he had managed to produce. He had cummed. A lot. Way more than he usually could. Before the trip to I-Island, when he masturbated he usually could fill half a medicine cup's worth of semen (5 milliliters). Now he was shooting out enough to fill half a water bottle (approximately 500 milliliters) and he was still rock-hard and raring to go!

It was annoying, as his erection was bobbing on its own, as if begging him to tend to it. He sighed, stuffing his "modest" erection back into his underwear and pants. He put the bottle cap onto the cum bottle then walked over to the staircase doors and opened it slightly ajar, and saw to his surprise Kodai Yui awaiting him. "I drew the short straw," she answered, her face as neutral as ever as she was handed over the cum bottle. "Wow, you came a lot," she remarked, her eyebrows just barely raising ever so slightly than ever. "Thank you, Midoriya. Have a nice day," Kodai farewelled as she walked down the staircase to the first floor, then maneuvered her way to the nurse's room. Once inside, she saw her friend Komori Kinoko laying down on the blue gurney, twisting side to side in her sleep as if she was experiencing a nightmare or was uncomfortable. She was hooked up a to heart rate monitor, which was showing a BPM of 65.

"Thank you for retrieving this, dearie. Young Komori's fever was getting worse, I'm afraid," Recovery Girl admitted before grabbing Midoriya's cum bottle (thank god her heroine costume had gloves) and then proceeded to walk over to the suffering student. Apologizing internally at what she was about to do, Shuzenji lifted the head of Komori and then poured in the contents of the cum bottle down the afflicted student's throat. After pouring in half of the bottle (leaving a quarter left), she stopped and hoped that something, anything would change.

Suddenly, the heart rate monitor slowed down to a BPM of 50, and after seeing that Recovery Girl soon got a thermometer and measured the poor girl's temperature. "It's 98.5° F, that's a relief!" Chiyo let out a relieved sigh, wondering what the hell she was going to do next.

Uraraka Ochaco was horny, there was no doubt about that. She had managed to find a bathroom in the abandoned building that was a bit out of the way, and had immediately went inside and locked the door behind her. Finding a stall that had a clean toilet inside, she promptly pulled down her skirt, black tights, and underwear all in one go. Uraraka sat down as she plunged her lithe fingers into her cunt vigorously, pumping them in and out repeatedly, it making a wet glick glick glick noise as she did it. She stopped for a second to take off her grey jacket and white dress shirt to expose the simple pink bra she was wearing, which was aching her to no end. It felt as if her breasts had grown bigger overnight and now her bra felt like a too-small prison for her puppies. Undoing the strap at the back she then dropped her bra to the floor as she started squeezing and groping and pinching her boobs.

Her boobies, which looked and felt much bigger than normal, felt so good that she decided to taste her nipple, and by god was it divine. Ochaco decided to suck on one nipple and play with her snatch at the same time, which quickly brought her to orgasm, with her squirting all over inside the toilet.

It wasn't enough to satisfy her.

It wasn't enough at all.

Uraraka went back to work kneading and tending to her breasts as she played with her pussy, which felt like a furnace from how hot it was. "Deku…" she moaned out, her heart racing a bit faster when she thought of him. She closed her eyes, imagining her crush/best friend's head was between her legs licking her cunt with earnest. Ochaco didn't know whether it was because she closed her eyes or because she thought of Deku but her next orgasm came and hit her more quickly then the last one, making her silently scream in ecstasy as she imagined Deku doing all the things he wanted. Uraraka Ochaco laid there on the toilet in euphoria, her whole body sweating and her body feeling hot. Was she sick with that lust disease?

Probably, now that she thought of it. Which meant she needed one thing to make her feel better:

Cum.

Uraraka snuck into the nurse's office (with her clothes now on), making sure no-one saw her as she did a disgusting act. She went inside, saw her classmate's resting form on the stretcher, and spied the item of her woes: Deku's cum bottle, sitting there by its lonesome. It was practically calling to her, making her salviate as she wondered what it would taste like. Uravity quickly snatched it and opened it, chugging it down. It smelled like chlorine, like that of a pool, or maybe bleach. It tasted salty, slightly bitter at the end.

It tasted heavenly, like ambrosia. She couldn't get enough of it, which was why she was disheartened to discover she had drank it all in one go. Dropping the bottle onto the floor, which it jumped against a couple of times, she realized that she wasn't as hot as she was earlier, which probably meant the suppressant (cum) did the job and suppressed the symptoms of the virus. But damnit, she wanted more; and she knew exactly how she was going to get it. Ochaco left the nurse's office as she beelined her way to the second floor, hoping against hope that Deku would still be up there by himself.

"Deku? You doing okay in there?" she called out from behind the door that led to sleeping bag area, as well as knocking on the door. It took a few seconds, but eventually her fears dissipated when the 5'8" tall green-haired boy walked over and opened the door ajar, looking out from the crack in the doorway.

"Yeah, I am. What's up, Uraraka?" Midoriya spoke, hoping she didn't request to enter as he was earlier cumming into more bottles and he was still rock-hard.

"Were you always so tall?" Ochaco asked before shaking her head, her face more flush than usual. "Let me in, I, uh…" she trailed out, trying to come up with an excuse on the spot. "Recovery Girl asked me to pick up your, um, bottles," she lied as she tried to open the door from her side. She managed to open it, where upon she saw the full form of her crush/best friend. He was taller than usual, about three inches more. His blazer was unbuttoned and his tie was undone, giving him a "I just woke up" look about him. And his pants were restraining the thing of her desires: His cock. The outline of his cock was making a firm impression in his dress pants. It looked big, maybe six inches or so? She salivated at the sight/thought of tasting it as she fell into lust-fueled haze. "Deku? I'm so hot, so…so hot," she admitted, getting closer to him.

Midoriya's demeanor changed as he approached her and put his hand against her head. "You're burning up! You must be under the effects of the virus," he stated, before then devolving into a mumbling mess about how everyone will eventually become afflicted.

To shut him up, and acting on hormones, Uraraka kissed him on the lips hungrily. He was shocked momentarily before something inside of him "shifted," as it were. After a moment of not responding he responded back in earnest, their tongues battling for dominance. She stopped the kiss between them, bluntly stating, "More. I need more!"

Ochaco kissed the neck of Deku, trailing a line of kisses all the way down to his groin. With a mischievous and hungry look in her eyes she yanked down Deku's dress pants and underwear, getting hit in the face with his cock. It was big.

Like, really big!

It was red and purple and engorged. It was veiny and thick, easily eight inches at least. It bobbed itself to her, a bead of precum coming out the tip. With her pointer finger she picked up the bead of precum and brought it to her tongue, Midoriya Izuku watching in rapt attention as she swallowed it with eagerness. She put her (comparatively) small hand around the hard cock, her index finger and thumb unable to meet around the circumference of Deku's dick. "Wow, Deku, you're so big!" she proclaimed, getting down on her knees to better jerk him off. Now eye-level with his dick, she began to pump him over and over again, wanting her salty reward.

"U—Uraraka, you—you're gonna make me c—cum if you keep doing that," Midoriya warned, his eyes wide in pleasured. His legs were wobbling hard, struggling to stay still due to Ochaco's ministrations. Her movements were clumsy, like that of an ametaur, but still it felt godly; with just the right amount of friction, with the right amount of smoothness (thanks to his precum dribbling out to create lube). After a couple of minutes of him not giving her what she wanted, Uraraka opened up her mouth and covered the entirety of his hard hot cock. Instantly Midoriya recoiled from the pleasure, the warm wetness of her mouth ruining the handjob she was giving him earlier, as the handjob was good on its own, but the blowjob she was giving him was a whole other level altogether. She sucked and licked it as if it was her favorite ice cream, her head bobbing up and down a couple of inches while maintaining eye contact with her crush/best friend. Eventually Izuku hit his limit and warned, "I—I'm gonna cum!"

Heeding his warning, Uraraka Ochaco plunged her head down as far it would go down on his large length (three inches) as Deku began to spurt out his salty and bitter cum straight down her throat. Her eyes began watering from the lack of air as she swallowed six separate times to down his thick and slimy cum, which stuck to her throat. After awhile, he finally relented in his orgasm, Uraraka moving her face off his slowly shrinking cock as she took in huge gulps of air. She had a fucked-silly look on her face, saliva all over her face and running down the outside of her throat.

Then post-nut clarity kicked in.

"Oh my god! I am so sorry, Deku!" she apologized, bowing down as well as she could to her best friend.

"It's—it's okay, Uraraka?" Midoriya managed out, scratching the back of his head in worry. "It was the virus that made you like that, right?"

She saw what he was giving her: An out. And she took it graciously, "Uh, yeah! That's what it was, Deku," she explained, getting up off the floor and brushing off the dust on her skirt. "And the, um, bottles?" she asked, trying to maintain her earlier lie.

"Oh, here you go." Izuku gave her two full water bottles of his semen before saying (off-topic), "I hope Recovery Girl doesn't mind that you were, um, sidetracked."

"She won't," Uraraka lied, taking the warm bottles with slight eagerness in her movements. Just before she left through the door, she skipped back to Deku and gave him a chaste kiss on the lips. "Thanks for the snack," she purred, before giggling lightly as she left him by his lonesome.

"I was just about to send someone to get those. Thank you for taking initiative, dearie. You can put them in the refrigerator over there," Recovery Girl thanked, watching as Young Uraraka put away the cum-filled bottles. "How is Young Midoriya?" she asked, sitting down in a computer chair.

"He's doing great, Recovery Girl," Uravity replied earnestly. "Do you know where Midnight-sensei is?"

"She and some of the more combat-oriented students are getting us food right now, dearie. I reckon they won't be back for a couple more hours," she explained with a sigh.

"Where's…um, you know, that girl that got sick? She was laying there," Uraraka gestured to the blue gurney, "last time I was here."

"And I presume you were the one to drink up the contents of the bottle, weren't you, dearie?" Recovery Girl asked slyly, her mind as tactful as usual. Ochaco's face turned tomato-red at being found out, while the older woman laughed. "Don't worry, dearie. I won't tell anyone, I swear. Just next time please do tell me, we only have limited stock of Young Midoriya's…secretions, so we do need to ration it for the time being."

"I…I understand, miss," the student said, before promptly walking out, her face still red.

Once left alone, Shuzenji measured her temperature again, finding it to to be a stable 96° F. She then took a pad of paper and wrote down,

The virus seems to be in effect for everyone on the island, except for me. Perhaps because I'm in menopause? If that hypothesis is true, then my coworker/friend Nemuri is sadly also in danger.

She stopped writing, taking a drink of water from a nearby cup as she wondered aloud, "Things are just getting started."