The following day was a big one. And no, it wasn't because Ochako had woken up smothered by three different pairs of soft, voluminous breasts. Today was the day she was going on a date with Himiko.
Ochako had dressed herself in a white blouse with form fitting jeans held up by a brown belt. She put on hoop earrings and applied red lipstick. She was hoping it would remind Himiko of blood and get her more… eager in the later stages of the date.
She tried putting on a bra, but it wouldn't fit no matter how hard she tried. Exasperated, she decided to go without one. She felt Himiko would appreciate her braless state more anyway.
Slinging her purse over her shoulder, she headed for the door, only to find her girlfriends waiting for her in the foyer.
"Ladies?" She was startled, though not unhappy, when Izumi and Mitsuki lifted their shirts to expose their bare breasts to her. Tsuyu spoke up for them. Ochako noticed she was holding a measuring tape.
"Ribbit! Ochako, you'll need to see this." She quickly measured both Izumi's and Mitsuki's sizes right in front of her.
"Uhhh…?"
Izumi and Mitsuki let their shirts down again. Tsuyu pointed to the different points of the measuring tape where the girls' chest sizes had been measured. "What do you notice?"
Ochako peered closer. Then realization dawned on her. "Hang on. Izumi was a hundred and ten centimeters, and now it says one hundred and fourteen. And Mitsuki, you were at… one hundred and six before, but now it says one hundred and eight."
"You said your bra was getting uncomfortable, right?" Izumi asked. "If it's not too much trouble, let's measure you. I think this is another effect of your quirk."
"I mean, isn't breast growth normal during pregnancy?"
"Not in the first trimester. Not even close. Feel how big they've gotten!" Izumi and Mitsuki advanced on her, prompting Ochako to thrust her hands out.
"Then… Hmm. We'll need to visit Doc again. But, girls, while this is all… very pressing information, and I'm not trying to brush you all off, but I've kind of got a date to get to!"
"Ohhhh! That was today! Well, in that case…" Mitsuki leaned in, sure to press her newly expanded bosom into Ochako's arm to whisper, "Butter her up reeeeal good and make sure she's ready for a fivesome."
"Geez Mitsuki, we wanna give new ladies some room to breathe at least." Izumi huffed before pausing. "Although now that I think about it, Himiko is probably gonna be all for it… But before you go…"
Izumi lifted up her shirt again, placing the hem between her teeth. "Cop a feel for good luck?"
Ochako chuckled. "Well that's a new one… but sure. Can I expect this good luck charm before the start of every new date?"
"Sounds good to me," Mitsuki purred, pulling her shirt up. "Knock her dead and give her a baby."
"Ribbit!" Tsuyu croaked, pulling hers up as well. Ochako appreciatively squeezed each lady's generous bosom before waving them all farewell.
"Ah, ribbit… a whole day without Ochako. What to do?"
"Don't worry… I know how we can pass the time…" Izumi drew Tsuyu and Mitsuki in, green electricity crackling around her as she grabbed their firm butts. The two women began breathing heavily, Izumi pulling both of their faces toward her own as the door shut behind them.
Arriving at the Kiyashi Ward Shopping Mall, Ochako scanned the crowd before spotting a head of blonde hair leaning against the wall. Himiko was on her phone, chibi charms of Ochako and Izumi hanging off it. She wore a graphic shirt with Nosferatu on it, tucked in tight against her busty frame. Her black skirt was dangerously short, betraying a glimpse at red panties when she stood up straight.
"Heyyy!" Himiko had her hair down. It made her look like she was a schoolgirl again. "Glad you could make it."
"Thanks. Shall we get going?"
"Please!" And the two set off.
As they walked, Ochako noticed Himiko gesture toward her hand before stopping. She seemed hesitant before sidling up close and indicating Ochako's arm.
"May I?"
"You may."
Himiko looped their arms together, holding herself close to her date. Ochako grew a little excited at the soft press of her breasts. But she had to maintain control! The release could wait later…
Ochako caught herself again, smiling in a self-deprecating fashion. Her mind went into the gutter too often when it came to pretty girls.
The two strode by several shops before Himiko broke the silence. "So um… I know this is a weird question to ask since we're already on a date, but what kind of girls do you like?"
"Oh, well… she has to be pretty flexible, I think. Somebody willing to try out new things. Good sense of humor works, that took a long time to work into Izumi with how nervous she gets. And above all, she has to embody some aspect of being a hero, even in small ways like—" Ochako's eyes flitted to another woman walking past, her breasts jiggling with every step in her tiny tank top. "—being willing to lend a helping hand to somebody on the subway or bus. She has to be kind above everything else, right?"
"Mhm. Totally. I'm kind."
"And looks aren't everything. A lot of girls are worried about their appearance, but I say it's on the inside that counts. I wouldn't say I have a particular preference physically, but—"
"Liar. That lady with killer J-cups walked past and you were drooling at the sight." Ochako flinched a little. She was used to Izumi finding out her lecherous eyes were wandering, but somebody else doing it was new to her.
"W-what? No, I wasn't—"
"So those are the kinds of girls you go after. Alright. Well lucky for both of us, I'm more than covered in that area!" Himiko proudly jutted out her gargantuan chest. Ochako inadvertently gulped.
"If all goes well, I'll even add onto that preview I sent you last night…" She slyly winked at Ochako, causing her heart to beat much faster than normal. Himiko giggled suggestively, resting her head on Ochako's shoulder as they walked.
Yeah, Ochako thought. This girl was going to destroy her pussy tonight. Which was all the more reason to make the date successful.
The different shops had a variety of items. There were the ones lined with hero merch, which Izumi always dragged her toward when they came, but Himiko brought Ochako to the different clothing shops instead.
"Ta dah!" Himiko bounced out from behind the changing room curtain, dressed in a beige sweater with a black beret. "Vraiment Francais et bourgeois!"
Ochako chuckled. "You do realize you just said you're truly French and rich, right? I don't know if 'bourgeois' even counts as a French word specifically anymore."
"Eh, who cares? You should try some on too!"
Ochako had to admit that blending the fun of a girls' shopping trip with a romantic date was rather fun. The two complimented each other on their appearance no matter the outfit, from sundresses with straw hats, to fancy button-up shirts for a work environment, to crop tops and tube tops even.
Ochako was in the middle of pulling off a red V-neck top over her breasts when Himiko confidently stepped inside the changing room. "Let me help…"
Ochako allowed her to.
"This isn't just an excuse to feel up my breasts, is it?"
"Of course it's not!" Himiko said, giving her nipple a sharp tweak. Ochako bit her lip at the pinch. Her breathing grew labored at how Himiko was playing with her sensitive flesh.
"You wanna do something after this?" Ochako asked tentatively. "We could go back to the house if you want…"
Himiko smirked. "I've got a better idea. And by the way, definitely buy the V-neck." She gave Ochako's boob a last appreciative squeeze before exiting, Ochako briefly registering she had her skirt and red panties off, dressed in just her baggy Nosferatu shirt.
They exited the shop with full shopping bags. (Himiko had put the skirt and panties back on, though Ochako was sad they had to abide by public decency laws.) They swapped stories and jokes as they walked to a nearby love hotel.
The two entered the lobby. "Allow me," Himiko said. She trotted up to the desk, twirling her hair. "Hiiiii, can we have, like, a room?" Ochako was a little taken aback by her spacy tone, but let her continue.
"Several are available. How many hours?"
"Hmmm…" Himiko eyed Ochako up and down, lingering on her chest. "We're gonna stay the night.
"Is there any option for a discount?"
"No…"
"But liiike, it's a lot of money! Are you suuuure?"
"Yes?"
Himiko batted her eyelashes at the receptionist, twirling one of her hair buns. "It'd make me happy if you could squeeze something in."
"Look lady, there's a line." Sure enough, a line of a few other couples was formed behind them. "For the inconvenience, we'll charge you double."
Himiko jumped. "Double!?" At this point Ochako had no choice but to step in.
"Don't mind her, just overlook this. Please, I'll pay the bill and throw an additional tip in there for you. That good?"
Their business sorted, the two trundled up to their room. Inside, Himiko dumped her bags and dejectedly lay on the bed. "That was embarrassing."
Ochako giggled, sliding onto the mattress next to her. "I, for one, liked seeing that you're just as insecure as everybody else, miss Premature Sexter."
"H-hey, it's not like you didn't like it!" Himiko said. "That's it, I'm not sending you anymore!"
"Really? You were planning on sending me more?"
"I mean, well, I was thinking that, now that you and Izumi have backed off the ultra Christian monogamy mindset—"
"Who says we're still getting married? We could easily take you on as concubines if you wished."
"Oh screw you!" Himiko laughed, chucking a pillow at Ochako. They began wrestling and play fighting, rolling over and over until they came to a stop. Ochako was over Himiko, both of them short of breath. Himiko lying flat, her breasts splayed out due to their own weight in her graphic shirt, was one of the sexiest things Ochako had ever seen.
Himiko flashed her fangs. "So… what do you wanna do to me, hero?" Her hair was a mess, the buns beginning to become undone. Ochako gently pried the hair out of their buns, leaving Himiko's shoulder length hair splayed out. Cupping the back of her head, Ochako leaned down to give her the most tender, sweet kiss.
With a faint chuu, Ochako withdrew. Himiko was staring up at her blankly. She could be rather hard to read sometimes, for as much as she wore her heart on her sleeve.
"Mmm. Slow, but sweet. I can dig that. But if we're getting this started…" Himiko flipped on the television and almost instantly began typing into the search bar. "Helps that they got porn all loaded up on these things. Lessee here, I wonder if they've got it… Here we go!"
Himiko had loaded up a pornographic film named Femme Thrall And Her Nocturnal Mistress. "I mean, it's still porn but it's also an arthouse thing," Himiko said. "Vampire story. Just to set the mood, y'know? Unless you'd find it distracting."
"No, I actually like seeing some of your more… avant-garde tastes." Ochako grinned, taking the remote out of Himiko's hands and pressing play herself. The opening music played over them but neither ended up watching the film. "Now where were we…"
Ochako let her voluptuous body lie on Himiko's own curvaceous body. Their breasts smushed and pressed together, aiding in their arousal as they began kissing again, this time in earnest.
Rubbing the crook of Himiko's neck, Ochako put quiet, careful power into each of her tongue's movements. She relished their kissing and their closeness, wanting to extract as much pleasure from their intimacy as possible.
Her knee crept forward, lightly pressing against Himiko's crotch. Even still, the movement made Himiko gasp; an opportunity that Ochako took to make their kissing even deeper, attacking her mouth with vigor.
Humming into their kiss, Himiko guided Ochako's hand to her breast. Ochako squeezed, firm but gentle. The boob was springy and supple, malleable and utterly pleasant to the touch. The sensation was irresistible, like Himiko herself.
Wiggling her fingers in anticipation, Ochako hooked under the hem of Himiko's Nosferatu tee and pulled it up, up, up, all the way up until they had to break their kissing to pull it fully over her head.
With Himiko topless, her bra-clad chest was on full display. Ochako licked her lips at the creamy valley of breast flesh before her. She began sucking and kissing at it, making Himiko gasp in delight.
Ochako tugged off her pants in a hurry, kicking it off as she indulged in Himiko's large chest. Himiko, meanwhile, discarded her dangerously short skirt so that her full set of red lingerie was on display. The tiny panties did little to preserve her modesty, baring an ultra thin requirement of what it meant to be covered up.
Now that they were getting into it, Ochako felt unstoppable. Her hands roamed each inch of Himiko's body she could, savoring how soft it was. Despite being a top hero and on the front lines so often, Himiko was deceptively dainty, made all the more prominent by Ochako's bulk.
Spotting the clasp to Himiko's bra, Ochako bared her lips and bent down, preparing to undo it with her mouth before she was stopped. Himiko pressed a finger to her lips.
"Wait, hold on…" A dangerous smirk lit up Himiko's face. "I have a better idea of how we can spend our first time." With that, she crawled over to the edge and began rummaging through her purse beside the bed, leaving Ochako thoroughly confused. Right when it was getting good, too!
"Uh, what are you doing?"
"Searching for a new… well, I guess you can call it an outfit, but really they're just some small bits of cloth and some stockings."
"Then why bother wearing the red lingerie?"
"So you could see my ass in them." Himiko wiggled her posterior at Ochako for emphasis. She yelped pleasurably when Ochako playfully swatted it, enjoying the extra jiggle.
"I could eat you up right now…" Ochako bit her lip, grabbing a firm hold of Himiko's booty. She was surprised when Himiko righted herself, having found what she was looking for in her bag. She plopped down into Ochako's lap, her alluring, massive ass now grinding against her own crotch.
"Hmm, let's see here…" Himiko kept her grinding up as she threw several pairs of different colored stockings onto the bed. She began flipping through what indeed seemed to be little strips of cloth. Ochako wrapped her arms around Himiko's stomach, resting her chin on her shoulder from behind as she looked closer at them.
Ochako began to realize that the strips of cloth were, in fact, differently colored sets of heart-shaped pasties. There was pink, red, blue, green, even orange, among several others. "Hmm, I couldn't decide which one to pick. I think yellow and black go best with me, but the image of you in hot pink is pretty. Well. Hot."
"Heh, thanks. I'd enjoy you in yellow or gold."
"Nah, gold is a bit too naughty. I'd maybe go for a light beige… but, hmm. Not really that stimulating. Honestly might be more of a buzzkill than anything."
Ochako hefted up Himiko's breasts, playfully squeezing them through her bra. Himiko kept grinding against her pussy in response. Ochako was eyeing the film. It had now gotten to a part where the vampire queen was seducing the beautiful young woman – dirty blonde like Himiko, she noted.
Ochako's lips rose into a crooked grin as she saw the vampire draw the young girl into her embrace. She twirled her around until her neck was exposed. Her fangs extended, clamping onto her jugular. She had an idea.
"What about red?" She asked.
"Sinful, but I'm not sure. Ah!" Ochako had begun kissing her neck at that moment. Her fingers had also crept beneath the band of Himiko's panties and were lightly playing at her labia. Himiko began taking deeper breaths, her pupils dilating and skin growing flush.
"Then what about black? Black goes with everything." Ochako had begun kissing the back of Himiko's neck and shoulder blades. The actions resulted in painful pokes in Himiko's bra cups from the arousal.
"Ah! Yeah… I, ah! Black sounds good, very good… Like my soul!" Himiko flashed her Cheshire grin, earning her a few more quick, lustful kisses from Ochako. She gently pried Ochako's hand out of her panties, to which Ochako hastily obeyed.
Ochako drew her fingers to her lips and licked Himiko's arousal off it, giving Himiko a look of deep and unapologetic desire from out of the corner of her eye. Himiko couldn't quite stop herself from whimpering, the damp spot in her panties growing larger. If even an Ochako that was still mostly covered up could do this to her, she was trembling at the thought of the later stages of their time together.
"H-here… we'll have to change. And please, no peeking. Don't wanna spoil the… surprise." Himiko glanced at Ochako in a way that was almost… bashful. She was biting her thumb before hastily turning away. "I mean it. No peeking!"
"Alright, alright…" Ochako acquiesced. She was thrilled to be having this effect on Himiko. But despite her adamant warning, Ochako still glimpsed in her periphery that Himiko couldn't help but steal a few glances her way. Ochako smirked, but she kept her promise.
Sliding the last stocking on, Ochako got to her feet. Pasties covered both her nipples and her crotch, but nothing else. She was practically naked in this get-up, with so little covered and her butt hanging out. The most that was covered up were her legs from the thigh down. She heard a whistle behind her.
"Damn Occhan, you're built."
Ochako's eyes widened. Himiko's own voluptuous body was practically on full display as well. Her breasts ballooned out, full mammaries ripe for the taking. Her washboard stomach showed her own set of prominent abs. Combine this with her hair being let down and she was enticing beyond belief.
Last but not least, the wideness of her hips, already prominent in her date outfit, were testaments to her femininity. She was an ideal partner for breeding, and Ochako found herself fantasizing about what their child would look like already.
"Occhan?" Ochako repeated.
"Uh, I'm sorry. That just… slipped out." It was rare to see Himiko so demure, especially in such a revealing and vulnerable state. She averted Ochako's gaze, but proudly jutted out her chest all the same.
It set Ochako's loins on fire.
Striding forward, Ochako captured Himiko's lips in a searing kiss. The bare skin of their breasts rubbed together, the two moaning as they collapsed against the bed. Their boobs squished together, Ochako naturally settling into a position where each other's thighs rubbed against their cores.
The feeling of her heavy breasts pressing down on Himiko's as they made out drove her wild. Ochako, experienced in pleasing her lovers, fell into step with ease. She multi-tasked, working on stoking her and Himiko to climax with their thighs, rubbing one massive tit with her hand, pressing their chests firmly together, and keeping their kissing intense and loving.
Himiko's moans were needy and oh so vulnerable.
"You're like a little kitten right now," Ochako huffed. "One I can play and toy with to my heart's content… Where's the proud tigress from before?"
Himiko ripped off one of Ochako's pasties and needily brought the breast to her mouth. She started suckling on it, growing more eager as she felt Ochako's nipple become more erect under her ministrations.
"Ah, you're so needy! Do my big boobies satisfy you, hm?" Ochako gasped as Himiko playfully bit her nipple in response. Her gasps turned to giggles as she caressed the back of Himiko's head.
"Guess what though? We can experience our lush bodies together all the time now." Ochako began wagging her fingers toward Himiko's face. "Every. Single. Day." She booped her nose, prompting Himiko to suck even harder and grind against Ochako's thigh even harder.
"I love girls," Ochako thought as Himiko worked herself into a frenzy against her. Her grinding became desperate, her lower body practically convulsing as it rubbed against her thigh. Himiko tore off the other pasty as well, inhaling that breast too. Ochako was happy to let her, the wildness of their lovemaking turning her on further.
It was with a few more select grinds that Himiko came, her mouth letting go of Ochako's breast to scream. Her body spasmed and she fell onto the bed, eyes rolled back from the intensity.
Ochako sat back for a reprieve, grabbing some water. "Hm? I thought you had a bevy of conquests at this point. Would've lasted longer."
"Them?" Himiko rubbed her eyes, collecting herself. She took several long drinks of water. "Fuck, Occhan, I mean. They were good. But you… I wasn't prepared for how physical you'd be. I thought you'd be… that you'd be…?"
Ochako chuckled. "Shy and nervous? Baby, those days are long behind me. Besides, I can't afford to be the shy little schoolgirl anymore with so many adorable women to breed and marry. Not that I'm 'little' anymore by any stretch." She gave her breasts a suggestive lift up.
"I see… Oh, and by the way, it's not too forward calling you—" Himiko cut herself off, transfixed at Ochako, peeling her pussy pasty off. "That feels better," Ochako sighed. "Kinda glad I didn't cum in that…"
Himiko winced as she felt the area around her own crotch. It was sticky with juices. She was touching it tenderly, deciding how best to get it off when Ochako tore the entire thing off in an instant. Himiko bucked in shock and pain.
"ACK! Owww… you're supposed to be gentler with a girl, numbskull!"
"What, it'd be less painful if it got taken off slowly? Besides, you better not wear those things there too often. Your skin will get irritated."
Himiko pouted. "This is no fun… I thought I was going to be the bold one in this partnership! Where's the fun in being the bottom!?"
"Hey top or bottom, just being on each other is hot." Ochako winked. "We can stop here if you want. No need to rush."
Himiko paused, glancing at the TV as she absent-mindedly took off the remaining pasties. The film had now reached the point where the two were in bed. Honestly, the build-up was cool, but watching two women unleash their pent up lust on each other was insanely sexy. She watched the thrall pry open her mistress's legs, diving in to taste the goods. A close up of the vampire's face showed her in ecstasy.
Himiko's gaze zeroed in on Ochako's own pussy. She licked her lips before crawling over, cat-like. Ochako actually backed up, taken aback.
"Yeah, I'm good. See, rushing's kind of my thing anyway." She parked herself with her face almost touching Ochako's pussy. "As an aside, you didn't mind being called 'Occhan' back there, right?"
"N-no…"
"Good. Cause I'd have called you that anyway…" Himiko's long tongue crept out of her mouth, alarming Ochako as her lips enclosed over her pussy. The larger woman threw her head back, with her gasp of surprise turning to moans as Himiko worked her magic.
Taking deeper breaths, Ochako pressed Himiko's head into her crotch. She rocked her hips best she could, wanting more of Himiko's long, glorious tongue exploring her insides.
Himiko was nothing if not adventurous. From kitten back to ferocious tiger, the girl pawed Ochako's left breast with her right hand, tweaking the nipple. She wasn't like Mitsuki or even Tsuyu. She was experienced with girls and knew how to drive them crazy. And it was working.
Himiko kept her left arm wrapped around Ochako's thigh, using it as leverage to pull herself further into Ochako's delicious pussy. She licked and licked, venturing up to her clitoris to give spikes of pleasure to Ochako whenever necessary. All the while, her lover found herself short of breath.
With her legs locking around Himiko's head, Ochako pressed her as far into her pussy as she could. She was biting her lip, gripping the sheet tightly from the pleasure.
"Mph, mph!" Himiko moaned through the process, happy to service her future wife to the fullest capacity. With a few awkward kicks of Ochako's legs, she came, Himiko gulping down the juices proudly.
Wiping her lips, Himiko drank some more water and passed Ochako some. She eyed the TV, noticing the vampire stalking her way over the thrall, vulnerable and ready to be fucked. She looked at Ochako. For all her power from before, she sure looked considerably more submissive. Now this was how she liked it.
She crawled over on all fours, resting her chin on Ochako's shoulder. "Hey, so… there was something I was wondering if you'd let me try…"
"Mmm?"
Himiko's legs shifted nervously. She avoided Ochako's gaze as she voiced her request. "So, my quirk relies on blood, as you know. And my secondary quirk isn't something I think we're ready for just yet…"
"Go on."
"I was wondering if you'd be… willing to let me use it. With limits."
A pause followed. "You mean… you want to drink my blood to transform into me? You're wondering if I've ever wanted to have sex with myself?"
Himiko shook her head, turning away. "Forget it, it's too much—"
But Ochako grabbed her chin, gently turning her so they were looking each other into the eye. "Well, I can't say that isn't exciting. Sure, why not? But only enough for a few minutes. And not a place I'll bleed from too much."
"Of course." Himiko picked up a knife and a band-aid from her purse. Ochako held out her hand, and Himiko was very careful to give only the slightest knick to the side of her hand. Blood started dribbling out, to which Himiko began licking. She stared adoringly at Ochako all the while, which made her heart skip a beat.
Satisfied, Himiko placed the band aid on Ochako's hand right as she began morphing into a split mirror image of Ochako. She grew in size, her muscles bulked up. Narrowed eyes became wide and circular, although with a certain devilish light behind them. Blonde hair was overtaken by a chocolate brown bob. Soon enough, Ochako was staring right at herself, naked as the day she was born.
"Wow." The real Ochako scratched her chin. "My tits are huge!" She groped Himiko-chako's (indeed) rather impressive chest. Watching herself with her mouth agape and thoroughly aroused at her own groping was a strange but addictive feeling.
Himiko-chako grinned, eyes glinting from beneath her bangs. "Whether I'm you or Himiko Toga, these puppies are yours. And they always will be…" She offered up a breast, to which Ochako sucked on. Himiko-chako rubbed her own – or technically Ochako's – other nipple to erection with glee. All while Ochako fingered herself in anticipation, but not her other self…
This was getting confusing, so Ochako stopped sucking. "What's wrong, baby?" Ochako was a little put off by hearing Himiko's intonation in her own voice, but it added to the authenticity.
"I mean, don't get me wrong. My tits have always been fucking massive, but lately, I haven't been able to fit in my bras or anything." Ochako frowned. "I don't know why they've gotten bigger when I stopped developing five years ago."
Himiko-chako cupped her face, big, brown eyes reflecting off each other. "Oh, baby… that just means there's more of you – and me by extension – to love!" She proudly hefted up her chest, making Ochako chuckle. She kissed Himiko-chako, the two appreciatively groping each other's breasts.
"But hey, we haven't even gotten to the gun show yet! Kapow!" Himiko-chako pulled away, flexing her muscles. "These babies knock 'em dead."
Ochako winked, flexing her own biceps and grinning. "Yeah, they are pretty great."
"So tough yet such smooth skin…" Himiko-chako was captivated by her body and continued flexing. The doubles stood up and began posing, all of Ochako's glorious muscles on naked display.
"Yeeeah, you go girl!" Himiko-chako cheered, doing a superhero pose while kneeling. "Look at those babies work."
"It's a well trained body, if I do say so myself." Ochako turned around taughtened up her buttocks, making Himiko-chako "oooh" appreciatively.
Ochako was fairly certain this was narcissism to the grossest degree; she was also quite turned on by it. Watching herself lick her own lips and gaze at her in desire made her pussy twinge with yearning.
"Now then." Himiko-chako flopped onto the bed, gesturing to her own sopping pussy. "Do you feel the need… to breed?"
Ochako was pretty sure she saw Himiko-chako's puffy lips twitch. Her breath caught. This was the moment of truth. A cursory glance at the TV showed the film was also reaching its climax between the two female lovers, legs entangled for tribadism…
Aligning herself carefully, she determined the correct angle as she brought her core down to Himiko's – or, in a sense, her own – and they made contact. The two's synchronized moaning was somewhat eerie, but only made Ochako that much more determined to mate with the woman.
Pressing forward, Ochako and Himiko-chako bit their lips at the pressure. Their pussies were in unison, their natural wetness further stimulating the sex. Himiko-chako took the opportunity to grope Ochako's butt, careful not to employ her copy of her quirk.
"Did I ever tell you that you, or rather, I, have a magnificent ass?"
"I don't believe I have. Himiko though… There've been a lot of compliments over the years." She groped Himiko-chako's chest again. "Dear Jesus, my tits are big!"
Himiko-chako roared with laughter, even as they became short of breath with the tribbing. "You love boobs, huh?"
"Favorite things in the world." Ochako playfully sucked at her nipple, her own chest so large she didn't even need to bend down to do it. She continued massaging the bosom for another minute before letting go, allowing their breasts to squish together in an equal, perfect union.
"Such beautiful boobies shouldn't be kept apart…" Himiko-chako gasped as they rubbed their chests together, the erect nipples rubbing over each other. "I wanna rub them together more!"
"And you will, every single day. We can be busty lesbian lovers forever." Ochako brought Himiko-chako close, kissing her again. "Because… you're the other part of me now."
Opening her eyes, the mud-like substance that covered Himiko's transformation had dissolved. She was looking into her cat-like, yellow eyes again. "And now I'll become part of you…" She rubbed Himiko's stomach. "After this, you won't just be Himiko Toga anymore… you'll be Mrs. Himiko Uraraka. A mother to my children. You want that, yes? Yes!?"
"Eeeek, y-yes! Yes! I've always hoped, always dreamed, I could be an Uraraka! Or a Midoriya! Or… or… Oooooh, don't make me say it, just keep going! Keep that magic pussy rubbing on mine!" Himiko was thrilled to have had all her pining rewarded, blasted in full force back to her in such a heated union.
The sex was truly wild. Ochako and Himiko were covered in sweat, the room filled with the scent of their lovemaking.
Himiko giggled maniacally, groping one of Ochako's breasts even as she was rocked back and forth on the mattress. The sweetness was gone, replaced by potent, feral hunger. "Oh, we're both such whores! Especially with that sexy quirk of yours! You really were born to be a lesbian goddess! It's like our tits are so big just so we can drive each other crazy with them, right!? Right!?"
Ochako responded by sucking on one of Himiko's nipples. Himiko's words drove her insane as she indulged in her amazing body. Her pliable, large breasts. The plumpness of her bottom. The volume in her thighs. Now that she'd gotten a taste, she wasn't letting this woman go. It was time to claim her as her own.
Ochako pressed Himiko's legs back into a mating press. The woman widened her eyes as she watched Ochako's pussy drift again towards her own. This new position would ensure more weight was put into their tribbing. With bated breath, she watched them draw closer and closer, the salacious contact nigh.
Once they finally met, Himiko moaned low and deep. Ochako's labia rubbed sweetly against her own, their friction once more sending the two to euphoria.
Ochako prided herself on being a virile partner. She made women quiver at the sight of her, and when it came to the bedroom, all bets were off. The priority was maximizing pleasure and establishing control. Especially now that she would be raising a polygamous family.
Ochako caught one of Himiko's flopping breasts with her teeth, sucking it with glee as Himiko mindlessly threw her arms back and let herself be taken. Their cores ground, ground, and ground, heightening their lust for each other. The deeper they got into their lesbian passion, the less they wanted it to end.
"Himiko…" Ochako whispered. "Are you ready?"
"O-Occhan…"
"Are you ready for it? You're about to accept my child! You'll be my lesbian wife forever! Please, be mine. With this, be mine, all mine…"
"I wanna carry your baby! I accept it!" Himiko extended her hands up, gesturing for an embrace. Her breasts were bouncing from all the exertion, and Ochako was struck again by her pure femininity. "My body is yours! I accept all the children you'll give me! Please, just do it! Do it!"
Ochako hugged her tight, their tribadism becoming manic. They rubbed and rubbed their pussies, still groping every part of each other they could even upon exploring each other's bodies so thoroughly.
"Yes, yes, yes…" Ochako huffed. Himiko pulled back to grip the sheets tightly, their climax reaching a crescendo.
"Make this lesbo pussy yours! Come on, come on… Keep pushing, you're almost there! Yes, yes, yes! YESSSSSSSSSS!"
The two spasmed. A kick in Ochako's stomach told her Womb Link activated, happily noting the successful conception. Their climax tore through both of them for several seconds, and just as suddenly… they were done.
Ochako slumped next to Himiko, still holding hands. The room stank of sweat, she was pretty sure her band-aid was in danger of falling off. But none of it mattered. Himiko was now pregnant. She'd claimed her as a future wife.
Without a word, Ochako pecked Himiko's cheek and relieved herself in the bathroom. The two took their break to freshen up before coming back to the bed, the fan on high to alleviate the mugginess. The movie had long since ended by this point and they just quietly drank their waters.
Ochako laced her fingers through Himiko's. "Damn."
"Damn." They sipped their waters in sync.
"That how it normally goes?" Himiko asked.
"Well, bloodletting and the whole 'fucking yourself' thing aside, pretty much. But I'm happy with the results." Ochako smiled warmly, pressing her hand against Himiko's stomach where the seed of their new life was already sprouting.
"I see." Sip. "So… how many girls do you need for this?"
"Heheh, uh… funny you mention that! We don't know."
Himiko giggled. "I guess so. Then… the mission is to get as many breeding partners as possible?"
"Yep."
"And what happens when we all get too old to serve as mates anymore? 'Cause male sperm never stops being able to inseminate. Maybe it works the same for you?"
"I'd been considering that, but…" Ochako's eyes stared off into space. "I don't know. This is freaky. Hot as fuck, but freaky. And I don't just want to turn you all into baby machines, so I'm wondering if I'm pressuring you—"
"Shh, shh. Shush." Himiko silenced Ochako with a finger to her lips. "Girl, you saw your own tits on me and couldn't stop gushing. Now, narcissism aside—"
"Ouch."
"—That's pretty true. What girl attracted to girls wouldn't be all over you and wanna be your baby machine?"
"But—"
"Uh uh. None of that. Whatever happens, you just gotta keep following doctor's orders and maximize your quirk, usage, yes?" Himiko's smile began to grow considerably mischievous.
"And hey, if you literally can't go too long without knocking up another chick, then feasibly you're gonna be stuck at some point if you limit yourself. So why not go all the way?" Himiko leaned into Ochako's ear, whispering sultrily. "Why don't we turn the Uraraka family into the biggest dynasty the world's ever seen? Doesn't that sound—" She pecked at Ochako's ear, making her cheeks flame red. "—irresistible?"
Ochako gulped, calming her hammering heart. "Well when you put it like that…"
"Mmm, you know I'm right. And as for babies, I want—"
"Let me, guess twelve? The other girls have been telling me that."
"Nah. Thirty."
"Thirty!? Are you even gonna be able to-!?"
"Now what's with that quitter attitude? We won't know unless we try~! Come here, I wanna make doubly sure we've conceived a baby girl…"
"Get off it, you just wanna rub our pussies together more!" But Ochako was smiling sheepishly despite what she was saying. "Heh. Well then, guess what? So do I…"
And so Himiko had her way with Ochako, their cries of lesbian passion muffled by the sound proofing. At some point, one of them (neither could tell you who) started the porn video of the vampire and her thrall over again. It continued playing in the background, underscoring, and heightening, their lust for each other and their curvaceous bodies.
The following Friday saw Ochako and her harem at Iwamoto's clinic. The five of them were seated, with Himiko giving Ochako adoring little kisses while parked in her lap sideways.
"No fair…" Izumi huffed. Normally she got that spot but hadn't been quick enough this time. Himiko was deceptively fleet-footed…
"Ribbit! Izumi, she's new. Let her have these chances."
"But you joined just a day before her!" Izumi whined. "You should be more upset." Tsuyu shrugged in response.
"Frogs get competitive with sex when it counts, ribbit."
The door swung open, and in strode Dr. Iwamoto. "Alright then, I've got the results baaaack…" The doctor eyed all the girls who'd forced their way into the room. She fixated on Himiko in Ochako's lap. "I see you've gotten busy."
Himiko held up a peace sign. "'Sup? Hope you got good news doc, cause me and Ochako are planning on a looooooot of kiddos."
"Not more than me, I trust." Mitsuki said proudly. "We'll be having twelve baby daughters by the end of all this."
"Well, me and Ochako agreed on thirty, soooo…"
"THIRTY!?" Mitsuki shouted. "Then I'm getting forty!"
"Same, ribbit."
"Hey, if we're going for ridiculous numbers, I think I can manage to do fifty if we time it right before menopause," Izumi chirped in.
"L-ladies…" Ochako said nervously. The competitive air in the room had risen to electric levels, each haremette staring each other down.
Squick! They all perked up at the sound until they began being sprayed by a water bottle to the eyes by Iwamoto.
"H-hey, what are you doing!?"
"This isn't doctorly conduct!"
"Hisssss!"
All of them reacted in surprise until Iwamoto finished spraying them. "While you're in this office, you will not engage in any shameless behavior. This is a civilized establishment. You may fight like baboons when you get home but not in my workplace. Are we clear?"
All of Ochako's girlfriends nodded.
"Now sit!"
They sheepishly sat down. Ochako breathed a sigh of relief. "Thanks. Now, continue."
"I've been monitoring each of you the past week, and I've checked your medical records from before." Iwamoto said. "It seems your… activity with each other, with Miss Uraraka as the focal point through Womb Link, has led to an overproduction of estrogen."
"Yeah?"
"But the tricky part is that physical development stops at about fifteen years of age. Sixteen at the latest, seventeen and eighteen in rare cases. Miss Murakami is an excellent example, as she is well into her thirties but also experienced the same growth in the pelvis and chest areas, with you all attaining the greater weight that comes with those changes."
"How does that work then?"
Iwamoto held up a finger, grinning. "If I had to guess, Womb Link is altering the chemistry of your cells to continue something akin to pubescent development. It's like it's opening up a new limit for you. There must be an extra signal to Womb Link, one that is enabling this newfound growth."
"Wait, hang on…" Izumi said. "So that means that, just by having sex with Ochako, we're getting even bustier, Ochako included? And the more we have sex, the thicker our bodies get?"
"Mhm. I'm guessing it's to prepare for, um… well, quite frequent pregnancies. Considering how voracious the quirk makes Miss Uraraka, there's a chance you will have to bear a great number of her children."
"So that means a non-stop rotation of pregnancies," Mitsuki said.
"Now, I understand that might be an issue for you as you'll want to moderate how often you have sex to get more used to the changes, but—" Iwamoto cut herself off as she noticed the girls all looking at Ochako hungrily.
Izumi was the first to get in Ochako's lap, eager not to miss her chance this time. She seductively placed a finger on her partner's mouth. "I felt it might be something like this after I couldn't fit into my bras anymore, but Womb Link is the gift that keeps on giving. I know you wanna see how big both of our pairs of titties can get…"
Mitsuki crawled over the seats to get closer too. "Oh I'll have the biggest pair out of all of us! You can have them as much as you want, Ochako…"
Tsuyu refused to be left out. "Ribbit! Ochako, I know my breasts aren't as big as the others', and maybe I still can't reach their level but… you can make them even bigger! As big as you want! And we can focus on growing my butt too so you have even more of it to play with!"
"Damn, this is getting hot!" Himiko licked her lips. "I've changed my mind. I don't want thirty kids, I want sixty!"
Ochako gulped as the four hungry, lustful women began converging on her… until Iwamoto came to her rescue and started spraying them again.
"Heyyyy, cut that out!"
"Not fair, ribbit! We'll behave, we'll behave!"
"HISSSSSSSS!"
Iwamoto sighed as she sprayed the women into submission. "Okay, guess I underestimated how… close the five of you are. Look, the bottom line is, whether you like this news or not, you're gonna need to find more partners. Got any other desperately perverted chicks out there?"
"I mean, I don't know about perverted, buuuuut we did ask one other girl…" Ochako said. "But she's only dated guys from what she's said. Maybe we're just incompatible, so we might have to keep searching."
Spoiler alert: Momo isn't into dudes and she and Ochako are very compatible.
In the giant Yaoyorozu mansion, lights were off in the entire complex by midnight. They were set on a timer. Momo made a point of going to bed at 11:30 at the latest most nights and would turn off the ones in her own room to have a peaceful rest for another day of hard hero work.
The key term being most nights.
Momo had a fixation. One that she dared not tell anybody else about. For while she was gifted in the chest area already, Momo had a more… depraved dream than you'd expect of a young, dignified lady.
Her room was lit by a lone lamp on her nightstand. The curtains of her king size bed were drawn back. Standing in front of a body length mirror in naught but panties, Momo hefted her heavy breasts up. She held her breath, screwed her eyes tight, and pushed out. Her chest began to expand rapidly, going from large to insanely large to behemoths.
Exhaling, Momo opened her eyes. Her breasts, already magnificent, were now hanging toward her navel without losing any of their fullness. Even with their sheer volume, they somehow didn't droop. Momo began drooling, transfixed by her own bosom. However, the effect only lasted a few more seconds before they shrunk back up to their already massive, but regular, size.
This was the effect of Momo's second Quirk: Expandibody, which grew her measurements temporarily so she could get more surface area out of Creation. However, Momo was so proficient at using materials she rarely needed it, and instead had taken to experimenting with how large she could make her breasts while she watched the expansion.
And no, her current maximum wasn't enough for her. She needed more.
Sighing, Momo clicked play on the tablet open on her nightstand. It was a porn video of two well-endowed women rubbing their breasts together. Momo was transfixed. It looked… very appealing. Her heart started hammering when the women moaned at their erect nipples making contact.
She never delved further than softcore. In all honesty, the hardcore stuff always looked very fake anyway. So staying in the safe zone of softcore was fine by her. It was the boobs she was most interested in, and the way they would squish together…
What she'd told the girls the other day was only somewhat true; she had only dated guys, but she wanted to try things out with another girl. The problem was she was so shy about asking. Especially with something that was so scandalous. No high-class lady should be obsessed with boobs like this, yes? Oh, the shame if anybody found out her kinks!
All that being said, the images of Ochako, Izumi, and Mitsuki from the other day drifted into her mind's eye. Or, rather, their impressively massive bosoms. If she were to take them up on their offer, she'd be able to be up close and personal with them. All of those big breasts for her to play with…
Momo's hand began drifting subconsciously toward her crotch. Her fingers were beneath the band of her panties, lightly playing at her entrance at the thought of the women's well-endowed bodies before she caught herself. She flushed even redder.
"Oh geez, Momo you depraved girl! You can't think of your friends like that! Honestly, reducing them to their chests like that. You should be ashamed! But they also don't mind being thought of that way… And to boot, Ochako can bless me with a child."
She rubbed her stomach. An image of her and Ochako sitting on a bench somewhere in a park, quietly observing a bunch of black-haired and brunette little girls floated into her mind… perhaps with Momo's belly having another pregnant bulge even after all that. And that led her mind to proactively dirty thoughts about what they'd do to make all those children.
This was where it became too much and Momo's face turned bright red. She shut off the laptop and practically dove under the covers of her bed, feeling ashamed over how aroused she got over her own breasts bouncing. Her breast obsession was getting worse by the day. She slid off her panties to sleep nude, plugging in her tablet and clicking off the light.
Momo sighed. She wondered what Ochako's boobs felt like… No, she couldn't ask that of her! But they'd probably feel nice… No, she couldn't! She mustn't!
Momo continued torturing herself like this, rolling back and forth until she fell asleep. Not even dreams granted her a reprieve, for lesbian sex fantasies with Ochako where they pressed their magnificent bosoms together filled her head. Once she finally woke up, the sheets weren't soaked in just her sweat…
Harem List:
Izumi Midoriya
Mitsuki Murakami
Tsuyu Asui
Himiko Toga
Big Breasts Fan Club President List:
Momo Yaoyorozu
Hey all. Finally another chapter out for you to read. BIG thanks to my friend Josie_Lynn for beta reading as she normally does.
Yep, the girls are growing thicker thanks to Womb Link. And this goes for every woman Ochako (and later Izumi, stay tuned) will seduce. By the end of all this, the girls will have plenty of each other to play with as they raise their massive family together.
I had fun with Himiko's mischievousness, she's a raunchier character than the others in some ways and also rather upfront, so she can say things the others wouldn't without it feeling weird. She's almost like a cat in human form.
As an aside: most love hotels in Japan don't have a reception area. You normally just pick a room on a board of buttons. But I thought it'd be funny if Himiko tried to scam her way into paying less and fell flat on her face. Those little flaws make characters sexier, I feel. They also only let you stay once it's night, not midday, since it's a business about temporary usage. Essentially, I took a couple liberties.
Next up is Momo, who I've decided to turn into a freak for big boobs. She loves all boobs, but big boobs especially. Thought it'd be funny and sexy considering she has a large pair of her own. It also ensures lots of lesbian fun between her and the others as she gets to sample the other girls' growing breasts and expose them to her own.
This series very much operates on the ideology of "bigger is better." I make no apologies, because the intent of this fic is to be shameless. Hope those of you who are into that enjoy it. Those of you still sticking around, well, I thank thee!
Well, I'm off to get started on more smut. See you next time, folks!