Midnight-sensei, Kendo, Shiozaki, and Jirou were out on a mission to bring home food for the group. They were currently going through the jungle of trees, with Jirou in the center of the group trying her best to hear some prey.
They had been hunting for hours now, with each animal escaping them; whether it be to poor instructions or a fallen stick breaking that gave away their position.
"Stop," came the sudden demand of Jirou, holding up a hand. Everyone listened to her, stopping in their tracks. "There's a boar, about thirty meters away from us in that direction," she pointed northwest into the trees.
"Understood. Let me try my best, my Lord," Ibara prayed before surveying the area that her classmate foretold. She saw the form of an animal, most likely the boar, and sent out vines to ensnare their prey. Like a snake the vines slithered slowly to their target, creeping up on it until finally it entrapped the boar, it squeeing in surprise and alarm. "Your turn, Kendo," Shiozaki signaled. Itsuka nodded and jogged her way over to the boar before enlarging her hand by using her quirk, Big Fist, to grab the animal and carry it back to their building.
"Good teamwork, girls!" Midnight-sensei praise, a happy expression on her face. "Now let's bring it back," she commanded, the four of them walking their way back to the abandoned building.
"Yo, Yaomomo?" Mina whispered to her friend. The two of them were in the lobby area of the building they were occupying. Yaoyorozu was sitting at the reception desk fiddling away at the ancient Windows 98 computer.
"What is it?" Momo asked, stopping her attempt at figuring out the password for the login screen. Currently she was on her 50th password attempt, with no luck so far.
"This is embarrassing but…" Ashido paused, a purple blush overtaking her cheeks. "Can you make me a dildo?"
"What?!" Yaoyorozu cried out, her face turning a deep tomato red, steam coming out of her ears at the implications.
"Quiet, girl!" Ashido whisper-shouted, covering her friend's mouth in a flash.
"Mmphmph mmph?" Momo muffled out. Mina removed her hand slowly, allowing her friend to speak clearly again. "Why do you want one?"
"Girl, are you kidding me?" the pink-girl asked, shocked. "Are you not feeling horny or something?"
"I—erm, n—no?" the vice president lied, and poorly at that. Mina gave her a "Are you serious?" look before Momo sighed, "Yes, I'm really horny," she admitted, rubbing her thighs together to lessen the "itch" she had down there. She was slightly wet down there, not that she wanted anyone to know that.
"Yeah, me too! It's driving me crazy and my hands aren't cutting it anymore," Ashido complained.
"Y—you mas—mastur—" Yaomomo stuttered out, her face getting even redder.
"Yes I masturbate. It's not a bad word, well, it kinda is but whatevs. Don't you?" Mina asked casually.
Momo shook her head vehemently, "I was taught that it was…improper for a lady to do that."
Pinky guffawed at the reveal before protesting, "Girl, it's natural to do it! Especially now with what's happening. By the way, have your boobs been aching?"
"Um, yes. Has your, uh, posterior been hurting as well or is it just me?"
"Hmm, now that you mention it my butt does feel a little tight in my underwear," Mina realized, readjusting her underwear to no avail. "Anyways! Can you make me a dildo or not, Yaomomo? Please?!" she begged, clapping her hands together in the "pleading" gesture.
Yaoyorozu sighed, a little tired of all the weird requests she was getting for her quirk. She decided to make a pink dildo of about 5 inches in length and 2 inches in width. "So…phallic."
"Of course it is, duh. Now gimme!" Mina snatched the dildo away, looking giddy at her new personal item. "Thanks, Momo! I'll be, uh, busy now!" she alluded before running away in a random direction, trying to find a private room.
After strolling around while hiding the dildo under her blazer, she found an out of the way bathroom that had a lock on the entrance. Thanking the gods for her lucky find, she went inside and locked the door behind her. She then went into the handicapped stall (for the extra space) and pulled down her skirt and (with some difficulty for some reason) her underwear and sat her pink ass down on the toilet. She took out her dildo and rubbed it against her vagina, letting her juices coat the fake penis.
She teased herself for thirty seconds before she pushed the dildo inside of her, her insides squeezing the offending object. She pumped it in and out, over and over again, getting into a good rhythm. It never went deeper than four inches inside of her, which was frustrating as the dildos she had at home could easily get in a good six inches in. But she made do with what she had, and she was quickly approaching an orgasm. With her other hand (which was earlier kneading her clothed breasts) she stimulated her clit and that made everything so much better.
Mina pumped and pumped and right before her orgasm hit her she thought of Midoriya, the resident green bean of Class 1-A. For some reason that brought her over the edge as she squirted all over the dildo, getting her fluids everywhere. She silently screamed in ecstasy as she rode her high before coming back to earth.
One orgasm wasn't enough to sate her, however. It usually took three to four of them to get her satisfied. So she predictably began again, this time trying to keep her mind clear of thoughts of Midoriya, as they were friends, and friends don't think of each other as they masturbate.
Right?
"It wouldn't hurt to think of him a little bit," Mina argued internally, her thought process going back to the budding man. How his cheeks had those adorable diamond-shaped freckles, how he was always kind and quick to protect anyone and everyone. Those thoughts were what she was thinking and it quickly brought her to orgasm again.
An hour later had passed, and her pussy was sore from constant use. Ashido was tired and so horny still. Six orgasms wasn't enough, it wasn't even close to enough for whatever reason. She blamed the Lust Disease for that, and redressed herself while still being delirious from being horny. She unlocked the bathroom entrance door and left, her knickers getting soaked in the process.
Damnit, she was still fucking horny and nothing was working.
Wait, didn't Recovery Girl say that every female needed cum to cure the symptoms? Mina facepalmed as she walked her way to the lobby of the building, where she saw that everyone was eating some type of meat.
"Ashido!" Midoriya shouted in relief as he walked his over to her. "Everyone thought you were missing! I'm glad you're okay," he told her with a smile.
Her heart was leaping that he cared for her, it was stuck in her throat. "Um, thanks, Green! What is everyone having?" she questioned.
"It's boar, which is wild pig. We're roasting it on a spit outside, you should join us," he suggested, leading her over to the boar outside where more people were sitting on logs eating their food.
"Hey, Ashido!" Uraraka greeted from one of the many spots outside. "Join us when you get some food!" she offered before digging back into her meal.
After getting a hearty piece of meat from Midnight-sensei, who was doling out food portions, Mina sat down with Uraraka along with Jiro, Momo, and Toru. They were all eating their meat as well.
"So where were you earlier?" Ochaco asked with a mouth open of food.
"I was, uh, sleeping? Yeah, I was sleeping on the third floor, just relaxing," she lied, much like her friend Momo from earlier.
"Uh-huh, right, Mina," Ochaco agreed, dubious of her answer.
"Hey, Uraraka?" came the voice of Toru, who was similarly eating her meal, albeit a bit slower.
"Hmm? Whatisit?"
"How was your time with Midoriya?" Toru asked mischievously.
Uravity choked on her food, realizing she was caught.
"What did you do to Green?" Jirou inquired accusingly.
"I'm curious as well, what did you do to Midoriya?" Momo questioned as well, who stopped eating her big portion of food (she needed the calories).
"N—nothing! Absolutely nothing!" Uraraka denied, her faces getting pink.
"I saw everything~" Hagakure revealed, a shit-eating grin on her face (not that anyone could tell). "Did you guys know that Midori's big?"
"He's not that tall, Toru," Jirou innocently disagreed. "He's, like, fives inches taller than me, tops."
"Not big as in height, I mean big down there," the invisible girl clarified.
Everyone within earshot who heard blushed like mad at finding out this private information. Everyone simultaneously craned their necks to look at Midoriya, who was currently eating and laughing with Kendo, Setsuna, and Tsuyu.
"How big?" Jirou blurted out, before instantly regretting her question and clasping her hands over her mouth.
"Kyoka! That's—that's not appropriate!" Yaoyorozu chastised, secretly also curious. Any penises she had seen in her life were in medical books/sex ed class, so she didn't know what big meant in this sense.
"He's big, like, seven or so inches," Hagakure revealed, wanting to show the length with her hands but she was invisible.
"No way, Green is packing?" Kyoka muttered in awe, her pussy leaking its fluids at the thought of Midori's dick.
Mina, meanwhile, was practically drooling at the thought of a real big dick, no, cock. The dildo (that she hid in the female bathroom earlier) didn't do its job right, and frankly asking Yaomomo for a bigger toy wasn't going to cut it, as no matter how many orgasms she had it didn't sate her lust.
No, she needed the real thing, and she knew just how she was going to get it.
Recovery Girl had requested for him to make "Semen Bottles," as she had started to refer to them, after dinner. Midoriya, not wanting to be rude, did what he was told and secluded himself to the mens' bathroom, making himself comfortable on the toilet before he started to masturbate.
"Midori, you in here?" came a feminine voice that had entered the mens' bathroom.
"U—uh, occupied!" Midoriya stuttered out, pulling up his pants and his raging hard-on. It strained and made a thick outline in his pants, smearing his underwear with precum.
Knock knock knock came the pounding on his stall door. "Green, open up," the voice requested.
Obediently he opened the door ajar, finding himself face to face with his classmate Ashido Mina. "Ashido? What are you doing in here?" he questioned before she suddenly pushed the door further open into she was in the stall with him. She was panting and had a purple blush on her face. Concerned he put his hand on her forehead, finding out that she a slight fever. "You're burning up! Uh, are you here for the, um, bottles?" he asked, getting a nod from the girl. "Well, I haven't yet started. How about you wait outside and you'll get the first bottle?" he suggested.
"Green, how long's it gonna take?" Mina inquired, her heart rate amping up from their close proximity and the fact that they were alone. She could see his thick cock straining against his pants, and it looked tasty.
"It, um, depends. It usually takes thirty minutes or so, but maybe if I—"
"Do you need a hand?" she asked boldly, walking closer to him.
"Uh, Ashido—"
"Call me Mina, when we're alone," she corrected, getting into his personal space until they were only a couple inches apart.
"Mina, what do you mean by giving me a hand?" he asked innocently.
"I mean this," she said before cupping his heavy dick. He instantly shaked at her touch, even leaning into her hand. "That's it, that's a good boy," she praised, massaging his cock through his pants. "Doesn't that feel much better than your own hand?"
He nodded.
She smiled cheekily before pulling down his pants. It took some effort, but eventually it revealed her prize. Toru wasn't kidding earlier, as he was packing an eight-inch cock that was super thick and veiny. It looked so good, and it jumped at her ministrations. "You know, nothing about you would tell me that you're packing heat, Midori."
"Packing heat?"
"Midoriya, do you not see this monster down here?" she questioned as she got down on her knees, getting face first with his dick. It smelled musky, and it was making her dizzy (in a good way). "Seriously, this thing is bigger than my forearm," she compared, putting her pink arm next to the hot to the touch cock, "And as thick as it as well. You're hung, greenie."
"I—um, thanks?" he moaned out as she started to jerk him off. Her whole hand couldn't wrap around it, and his dick was bigger than the toys she had at home. She pumped her fist up and down before stopping, taking her hand off. "Huh? Why—why'd you stop?" he almost whined, liking her handjob.
"I bet Uraraka couldn't do this," she gloated before making a liquid pour out of her right hand and then spreading said liquid onto Midoriya's dick. It was lube, and it was heavenly. "Now I can jerk you off faster, you big boy," she complimented. All that could be heard in the mens' bathroom was a gluck gluck gluck noise and the moans of a man getting a good handjob. "Tell me when you're going to cum," she told him, grabbing a nearby bottle and holding it in her nondominant hand.
"I'm—I'm gonna cum, Mina!" Midoriya warned. Ashido put the bottle over his urethra as he shot out his seed, a slimy viscous goo that filled three-quarters of the water bottle. It was hot to the touch, and smelled wonderful. Just before he was going to fill up the last quarter she took the bottle away and replaced it with her warm, moist mouth. Izuku somehow came even harder and she got her salty bitter reward.
God it was so damn tasty.
She gulped numerous times, trying to keep it all down. Mina somewhat succeeded, only a little dribble leaking out of her mouth and down her chin/throat. With a popping noise she took her mouth off her friend's cock, her libido satisfied now that she got the suppressant.
"God, Midori! You nearly drowned me, not that I mind," she purred out, giving a farewell kiss to his slick dick's head that was covered in lube and spit. "Good luck with filling the rest of the bottles!" she told him, taking the three-quarter filled bottle to keep for herself as she left the mens' bathroom.
"Do we really have to do this, Recovery Girl?" Kendo asked, disgusted with what she was supposed to do. She and all the other girls were lined up alphabetically entering the nurse's office, the class president of Class 1-B being the fifth in line. After all the girls went after her it was now her turn.
"I'm sad to say yes, dearie. Unless you drink that bottle your symptoms will worsen, and you'll die. Try closing your eyes and nose, it might help," Shuzenji suggested, handing her the Semen Bottle.
Itsuka took the bottle begrudgingly and repeated the words mentally "I'll die without it. I'll die without it. I'll die without it." With the mantra instilled, she downed her share of the bottle, the semen hitting her tongue and sticking to her throat. After breathing in and out afterwards, she felt less horny and felt more normal, for a lack of a better word. The suppressant seemed to have done its trick.
"Thank you, dearie. Time for the next person," Recovery Girl said, going to the next in the line (Kodai Yui).
It was early next morning when Midoriya Izuku decided to talk a walk on the beach. He felt tired (and a little raw) from masturbating so much (even though he received the occasional help) so he wanted to get a breath of fresh air while walking barefoot on the sand.
The wind was present and pleasant, a nice breeze flowing through his messy hair. As he strolled along the beach he saw a humanoid figure laying down on the sand. Much like he did for Uraraka, he squinted his eyes and saw his childhood friend, Bakugo Katsuki!
In no time he bounded and ran his way over to him using 5% of Full Cowl. He quickly got to his friend's side and tried to shake him awake, to no avail. Bakugo's lips were blue, and his skin was pale white. His neck was stiff, unable to be jostled, as well as his limbs. "Kacchan?" came the quiet voice of Midoriya. "Wake up, Kacchan. Wake up," he began crying, knowing what was happening but his mind denied it, it had to.
Bakugo Katsuki was dead, and there was nothing he could do to fix it.