These days Ochako Uraraka is a rather busy woman. On patrol for 12 hours a day, she worked tirelessly to keep the citizens of Japan safe, and was normally on call for emergencies whenever the situation arose. The pay was good, the villains treaded lightly around the heroes, and the citizens were happy. Life couldn't be better.
That's why, whenever she got home, she felt she'd more than earned a good reward for a day of hard, honest labor.
"Ahhhhhhh! Make my titties bigger, Ochako!" Momo was laid out on the sheets as she was tended to by her lover, eagerly requesting more adoration. Ochako chuckled.
"Geez. Threw the bashfulness out the window, huh? Not that I mind…"
Ochako's fingers were inserted into Momo's dripping pussy, her mouth sucking and licking at Momo's glorious breast.
Momo's teats had already grown four centimeters since she joined. Mitsuki's had grown by seven, Tsuyu's by five, and Himiko's at five as well. Camie's had stayed roughly the same, given she'd only begun having relations with Ochako the night before. The most impressive, however, remained Izumi and Ochako themselves at a whopping ten centimeters each. While the competition was stiff, there was no denying the two reigned supreme in size and allure. It made sense, seeing as Izumi had been there right from the start when Womb Link had manifested itself.
"Say, why don't we hold a monthly competition?" Izumi said, casually fingering Camie and grinding her pussy against Himiko's, who slid up and down the sheets from the gyrating of their hips. "Whoever's tits have grown the most - not overall size, but overall gains - gets bragging rights… or maybe an Amazon gift card."
"Ohhh, so you're a boob woman, huh?" Camie grinned, pecking Izumi on the lips. "I guess you're pretty happy with this arrangement then! Nngh, deeper!"
"In more ways than one. Mitsuki? Tsuyu?" Izumi enquired after the remaining two members of their poly, who were wrapped around one another in a tight embrace rubbing their cores together. Tsuyu's tongue was thoroughly exploring the inside of Mitsuki's mouth in the middle of their kiss, her already fairly large breasts enveloped by Mitsuki's mega mammaries.
Tsuyu pulled out of the kiss, Mitsuki not hesitating to kiss up and down her neck and collarbone. "It's booby paradise, ribbit!"
"Mmm, I get to dote on so many gorgeous young women now. Can't believe how blessed I am!" Mitsuki squeezed Tsuyu's massive ass, making the frog girl croak with glee and grind against the blonde milf even harder.
As Momo came with a shudder, Ochako pulled her fingers out of her pussy, the nectar dripping from her digits like viscous honey. She licked them clean, happily surveying her harem enjoying one another's bodies extensively. "Never imagined I'd get to live the dream life like this with an amazing girl at every turn, pregnant with my baby girls. You're all so wonderful, I could gobble you right up!"
"Really?" Izumi purred. Untwining herself from Camie and Himiko, she slunk over on all fours toward Ochako, placing a finger on her lips as she made her lie face back. She guided Ochako's arm to one of her enlarged breasts, making sure Ochako got a handful.
"You feel the fruits of your labor, honey? This is all only possible because of you. And we're very grateful…" Ochako's other girlfriends came into her field of vision, peering down at her with lust, their massive tits hanging down. A couple brushed at Ochako's side and thigh, and she could feel how heavy and lovely they were.
"We gotta pay you back for giving us a lifetime of lesbian love, Ochako!" Tsuyu exclaimed. Lying down on her stomach, she brought her face to Ochako's pussy without hesitation, that prehensile tongue shooting up into her crotch and working its magic.
"And to do that, we gotta make sure you feel every ounce of pleasure you can from our bodies," Momo breathed, poking at Ochako's nipple.
Almost in sync, the girls began latching themselves onto other parts of Ochako. Izumi and Momo went for her breasts, green and black eyes peering up at her with bottomless lust. Himiko and Mitsuki settled themselves on her thighs, ecstatic that they could begin grinding away on her excellent musculature.
Camie, meanwhile, positioned herself over Ochako's face. "Like, open up wide, girl…" Plopping herself down, Camie pressed her pussy right into Ochako's waiting mouth, the musky, sour taste of arousal filling Ochako's sinuses. She began licking nearly immediately, and each girl began doing their part.
Izumi and Momo sucked her nipples with reckless abandon. She couldn't see them past Camie's… everything on her face, but she could feel how ravenously they gnawed at her bosom. Their tongues would dart out across the sea of her cleavage, motorboating the mammaries while also making some light, kissing contact in between that. In fact, for a few seconds there, she felt the absence of their tongues and could only assume they had begun making out in earnest.
Himiko and Mitsuki were squealing with glee, rubbing themselves against Ochako's thighs. Camie had a strong grip on her head to stabilize herself atop her mouth, and Tsuyu continued eating out every square inch of her insides in ways that made her limbs spasm, further heightening the pleasure that Himiko and Mitsuki felt.
With a girl on every part of her, it was hard for Ochako to imagine life could possibly be better. With a few more motions, she climaxed, and she felt the others spasm, their screams echoing through the room. She felt the gentle spurt of bitter, tangy juices dripping into her mouth as Camie came. She drank with relish, breathing heavily against her lover's quim.
One by one, the girls fell off her, their lust satisfied for the time being. Ochako brought herself up into a sitting position so she could relax and survey her handiwork. Her women were all collapsed on the bed
Himiko was the first to crawl up to her, giggling excitedly. It made Ochako want to ravish her all over again. "I wanna grind my pussy on you forever! This feeling is so great!"
"That's the idea," Ochako hummed, hefting Toga up into a one armed hug. Their lips met in a languid, but deep, kiss. Mouths shaping around one another, tongues in twisty contact. Himiko moaned, taking the chance to grab a handful of her love's breast. Her other hand began trailing downwards, all the way to Ochako's exposed entrance. Just a few more inches and her fingers would be–
Ding dong! The sound of the doorbell from downstairs was like a thunder clap, making the women jolt in shock. "Who could that be?" Tsuyu asked.
"Oh, who cares, we're doing much more important things right now!" Himiko dragged her breasts across Ochako's stomach, letting them rest on her impressive chest. She bit her lips as their erect nipples made contact, eager to have their magnificent mammaries stay in contact.
Ding dong! Ding dong! Ding dong! The doorbell rings became more insistent. Impatient, even. For a few minutes this persisted until the girls could not ignore it any longer.
"Oh, fuck this!" Himiko swore, tearing herself away from another kiss with Ochako. "If somebody doesn't answer that fucking bitch at the door I'll kill them myself!"
"Anger issues," Izumi chastised, pinching Himiko's cheek to subdue her. The whining she made in response sounded nigh identical to a cat.
"So much for doing more important things." Mitsuki stretched herself out. "I can answer it if you guys want."
"No, no, I'll go." Ochako said. She trotted over to the bathroom, spraying a hefty amount of perfume on herself to hide the scent of sweat and ejaculate. Trotting out, she did her hair up in a quick ponytail before putting on a pair of booty shorts and a far too tiny top that could only just hide her nipples. Her wardrobe had grown exceedingly skimpy as she grew curvier, and despite Momo creating her some replacement clothes, she still tended to drift toward her old apparel without entirely meaning to.
Not that the girls complained. They were all too happy to see the wonderful sight of Ochako's assets strain against her clothing. Most of her butt cheeks were visible in her jean shorts, and her bosom could barely be said to be contained inside her orange spaghetti strap top. The thought of this gorgeous creature lavishing them all with love and children over the years made them very happy indeed, but oh so reluctant to part with her even for a few moments at a time.
"Be back in a mo," Ochako said, and she hurried downstairs. Descending the steps quickly, she flounced over to the front where the doorbell continued to ring.
"I'm coming, I'm coming, geez!" Ochako peered through the peephole, eyes growing wide at her unexpected visitor. She opened the door to reveal Rumi, clad in a casual T-shirt and jeans that did nothing to hide the rippling muscles beneath the fabric.
"Yo." Rumi had a giant grin plastered on her face. It was different from her usual cocky smile, as if she were anticipating something instead of merely displaying bravado.
"Hey, Rumi. Uh… I wasn't expecting you. What brings you here?"
"Oh, this and that. May I come in?"
"Uh, I'm not so sure that now is the time–"
"Hey, is that the new smart fridge?" Rumi ended up slipping inside past the door anyway, striding past Ochako and kicking off her shoes. Ochako was left standing by the door feeling stupid before she closed it shut, following after Rumi.
"I wouldn't call it new, me and Izumi have had that since we moved in here."
"So it is. Hm." Rumi's red eyes took on a sly look. "How are things with you two?"
"Pretty great. Look, Mirko, I really appreciate you coming by–"
"Please, it's Rumi. We've known each other long enough, and I'm hoping we get even more friendly real soon." She licked her lips as she gave a rather lurid glance at Ochako's skin baring attire, to which Ochako grew self conscious about for the first time. Flushing red, she hid as much of her humongous chest as she could while Rumi could only chuckle.
"Don't worry sweetie, you look great in my book. In fact, I think the world would be a better place if every gal made sure to flaunt all that she's got."
"Uh thanks, I suppose. Look, Mir–Rumi. I appreciate you coming over, truly, but I'm kind of in the middle of something."
"Oh? Like what?"
"Um, uhhhhhh painting! Me and Izumi are painting the floors upstairs."
"Really? In that get up?"
"I just switched out of this very quickly to greet a guest," Ochako said.
Rumi put a finger to her chin. "So, you got out of a more conservative
"I-it's hot out! And sometimes the AC isn't working so, ya know, it's just a force of habit. Nice to stay cool whenever you can. Get your ten thousand steps in throughout the house if you can't do it outside, hehe!" Ochako marched in place to demonstrate her point, laughing nervously. Something Rumi was grateful for as it made some wonderful jiggling motions in the chest area.
"I see. Well, I guess that sounds plausible."
"Yes, so if you wouldn't mind going–"
"But say, there is one thing that I can't put my finger on. You smell pretty rank. Sweat mixed in with… well, something else." Rumi grinned as Ochako's face grew pale.
"Oh, fine, I was on a date with Rosie Palms, happy? Now, if you don't mind–"
"It's not just yours," Rumi said. "Something else is mixed in. And something about you has changed, even besides that… I can sense the genes of a powerful mate within you. Which is a shame, as you aren't able to reproduce otherwise as a woman. Or shall I say, shouldn't be able to, under conventional circumstances."
"Huh?" Thrown for a loop, Ochako didn't know how to respond. She'd fantasized about roping Rumi in, sure, but she wasn't expecting to actually be confronted by her like this about it. She didn't want to rush into adding another girl to her harem without consulting everybody else first, but if it had been just her deciding…
"Now, the scent of that smell though…" Rumi pointed up toward the stairs, grinning cheekily. "Is all the way up there."
With speed truly worthy of a top pro hero, Mirko bolted off in a flash up the stairs. Ochako flounced after her, chest bouncing every which way as she gave chase to her furry tailed quarry. Ascending to the level where she normally slept with the girls, she found Rumi right in front of their bedroom.
"Don't go in there!" Ochako shouted. "There are, uh… spiders! It's spider infested."
Rumi's manic grin spread wider. "Let's see where this tangled web of lies leads, shall we?"
Kicking open the door, making Ochako recoil in shock, Rumi marched right in. Mortified, Ochako followed in right after her. "L-look, I can explain–"
She stopped herself short. What had previously been a den of carnal lesbian lovemaking was now restored to an ordinary bedroom. Izumi was in the chair by the window, fully dressed and reading an old hero biography about the Silver Age. The window was open and a fan blew in her face, reading glasses perched on her nose. Glancing up, she took stock of the broken door, Rumi, and Ochako.
"You're footing the bill for that," she told Rumi flatly, who grew red with embarrassment.
"A-apologies, I got carried away. I just–I could've sworn–"
"Yeah, sworn what? What was good enough that you had to break our door?"
"Uh, well…" Before Ochako, Rumi had been confident. But Izumi's normally bubbly disposition meant she was surprisingly intimidating when she stopped being nice. "I-I just, uh… wanted to check out your new digs! Yeeeeeah. Nice place you got here."
"We've lived here together for two years, Rumi," Izumi said flatly. Rumi gulped in response, ears going flat.
Ochako sighed, rubbing her forehead. "Deflated like a balloon."
Rumi pressed on. "Look, I actually came here cause, uh… I maybe sorta kinda heard that Ochako is able to, uh… have babies with other women."
Emerald eyebrow raising, Izumi set the book down. "And how did you learn about this?"
"A secret."
Izumi's glare made her fess up. "Okay, I was hanging out on the balcony of Momo's hotel room. But like, not in a creepy way."
"Wait. You were that white blur I saw that night!?" Ochako exclaimed. Rumi paused before responding.
"Okay, maybe it is sort of creepy, but I saw Camie heading in there and had to scope the place out. And then you and Momo started flirting, and then you took turns in the bathroom, and oh god you two are unbelievably hot and it was over for me. And I heard all about Womb Link. So, I was thinking… Okay, what the hell is that weird smell? That same one lingering on Ochako is still around here somewhere…"
Rumi's ears began twitching after she said this, eyes flickering toward the closet. She seemed to have heard something, but didn't act on it.
"If you must know, this is where Ochako and I 'do the deed', if you catch my drift," Izumi explained. Ochako had to admit it wasn't really a lie.
"It's more than that, too," Rumi said. "The smell I get from you… it's only the type of smell I get from somebody who's expecting. This room is filled with it, actually."
Ochako thought she heard a box shifting from inside the closet. She was beginning to understand where the others might have gone.
"Expecting, huh? Me and Izumi could've gone for a sperm donor.
"You could've, but I don't think so, if I might be so bold. Which means…" Rumi ventured.
"Means what?"
"I was kinda hoping that, seeing as Ochako has this super awesome quirk that lets her knock up chicks, that you two would be super awesome enough to consider me as one of her lesbian mates! Which, I think at least, would be super awesome too."
Rumi stood with her hands up in front of her chest, looking between Ochako and Izumi expectantly. The two girls shared a look. Ochako inclined her head, asking if it was okay. Seeing this, Izumi could find no firm grounds to refuse her. Sighing, she closed the book and took off her glasses. "You girls can come out now."
A chorus of voices rang out from the closet.
"Oh, finally!"
"It's so stuffy in here…"
"Camie, my face has been stuck in your armpit for five minutes–"'
The door clicked open, and each of Ochako's still-naked girlfriends came tumbling out onto the floor, piled on top of each other. Himiko had landed on top, crouching on Mitsuki's back like a feline. She eyed Rumi up and down, lingering on her massively muscled thighs.
"Oh, that definitely works."
"Get off me!" Mitsuki shouted, shrugging the woman off her body. The girls grumbled as they got to their feet.
Ochako introduced Rumi to Mitsuki, who she hadn't met yet. With the others, Rumi exchanged greetings, simultaneously surprised and thrilled at how nonplussed they were to be entirely naked in front of her. It riled her up thinking about all the naughty stuff they must've been up to right before she'd intruded.
"I see Ochako's bagging another all time hottie," Himiko hummed. She groped her breast for Rumi to see, making the woman begin involuntarily drooling. "I look forward to us getting acquainted, Mirko…"
Rumi turned to Ochako, pointing at Himiko. "After you and Izumi, I'm gonna be having sex with her next, if you don't mind."
Ochako couldn't quite suppress the urge to laugh, and the others giggled at the deflating tension.
"Oh, she really knows what she wants!" Tsuyu said.
Rumi sniffed around the girls some more. "Aha, so this is the strong smell I was getting. Damn, all of you are pregnant. So Ochako's quirk–"
"Really works, yep yep! And we love the way it makes our titties so big, teehee!" Camie giggled, feeling up her expanded mammaries. "I want breasts large enough to satisfy my dear Ochako and our children together, after all."
"Whew, hot and heavy," Rumi said. "I'd say I'm of the same mind."
"Rawr, you go girl!" Himiko purred. "These puppies will be right here waiting for ya when you want your chance after Ochako and Izumi. And babe…"
She walked up to Ochako, pressing her nude body against Ochako's skimpy clothes. "Be sure to knock 'er dead." She leaned forward and gave her lover a brief, but passionate kiss.
"Hey, don't forget about us, Supergirl!" Mitsuki protested. Each of Ochako's ladies crowded around her, eager for kisses themselves. Taking some cursory gropes of the girls' bosoms and Izumi's wonderful butt for good measure, she extricated herself and linked herself arm in arm with Rumi.
"That's the kind of environment you can expect," she said. "Up for it?"
"Oh, I think I can manage…" Rumi let Ochako lead her out of the room, leaving Izumi and the others behind.
Stretching herself out, Izumi sighed. "At this rate, we won't have much space in the bed."
"We'll manage…" Himiko pecked Izumi's cheek. Turning around, Izumi took full stock of the bevy of naked beauties who were still with her, each beautiful creature staring at her with want and lust, fingering themselves and playing with their enlarged breasts.
"You are the secondary harem queen, Izumi," Tsuyu croaked. "We love you just as much."
"I guess you're all mine for tonight," Izumi said, sliding her shirt down her arms, Blackwhip firing up on her arm. "I'll just have to make you all happy…"
Lots of screaming could be heard from the room after.
Soon as Ochako and Rumi entered another bedroom, the latter took to stretching herself out. The sight of her giant butt and thighs making all those movements was far from unpleasant.
"Uh… what are you doing?"
"Hnnngh…! What's it look like? I'm stretching out my muscles."
"For what?"
"What are you asking? It's obvious" Rumi descended into a split, her flexibility catching Ochako off guard.
"I'm giving you a one-way ticket to Rabbit Pussy Town. And you know what they say about rabbits and fucking." Rumi's fierce grin sent shivers going down Ochako's spine. Rumi's evident strength and flexibility left her core tingling in anticipation, ready to be demolished.
"R-right… I guess I'll stretch too, then." Ochako did nothing as extreme as a split, but she did practice basic stretching and yoga poses. She was leaning herself into a cobra when Rumi finished up, pressing her hand into Ochako's back to further aid her stretching.
"That's it, there you go… Damn, I can feel the power in your muscles. And some other things." Rumi had turned red, the angle at which she knelt over Ochako letting her peer directly down her spaghetti top and get a full view at her bosom, blessedly unrestricted by a bra.
Ochako got on her back, where Rumi started helping her pull her legs back for the last few stretches. Rumi used her full weight to make her woman pull back as far as she could.
"That's it, thaaaat's it, baby. Take it nice and slow, let's go for twenty more seconds on this."
"Twenty!? Ugh… It's not like we're actually exercising here."
"You sure you've got the physique to be a pro hero? Need some help, hot stuff?" Rumi continued pressing her full weight against Ochako's leg, keeping it suspended. Ochako could practically feel every sinew in Rumi's thigh rippling with latent power, knee brushing against her quivering pussy through her shorts.
Switching legs, Ochako made sure to grind her pussy against Rumi's perfect thigh best she could. The rabbit woman's cheeks grew redder at her efforts. Her hands found their way to Ochako's bosom under the pretense of keeping them in place, which was of course just an excuse to feel the wonderful titties for the first time.
"Mmm, mmm… you do take good care of yourself after all."
Ochako sighed as she brought her leg down, now fully stretched out and prepared for what she was sure to be an arduous task for her. Incomparably fun and orgasmic, but arduous all the same. "Well, you'll be happy to know these puppies are only getting bigger over time. I'll be taking very good care of them indeed."
"Mhm. And how do you take care of your ladies?"
Ochako chuckled, hand creeping around the back of Rumi's neck. "I take care of them best of all…"
Pulling Rumi down, Ochako kissed her. The two entwined their legs together as they made out, too impatient to crawl up to the bed yet; they'd yearned for each other's touch for far too long.
Ochako snaked a hand down to cop a feel of Rumi's butt. Her fingers brushed across her tail, making the other woman shudder. She savored the fluffy hair, every bit as soft as petting an adorable bunny rabbit. Rumi bit at her lip in response, her feisty personality demanding that she maintain some sort of dominance in this situation.
She pressed her weight down harder on Ochako, roughly groping at her best as they made out. Her long white hair fanned out around them, contrasting sharply with Ochako's face length bob, which she ran her hands through with glee. She moaned at the contact of their curvaceous bodies, loving the feeling of her bosom pressing against Ochako's own. Their lips made wet noises as they kissed, eagerly slurping at one another's tongues and being as messy with one another as was possible.
The whole time, Rumi kept Ochako pinned on the floor. She wasn't giving up her position on top. However, after years of dealing with Izumi, who wanted the feeling of being on top but didn't quite have the personality, Ochako had mastered the strongest form of sex possible to please the two of them: the power bottom.
Licking her lips, Ochako maneuvered herself quickly. She shifted Rumi onto her thigh, core now pressed tight against her muscles. She grabbed her behind the neck and by the waist, and then her leg wrapped itself around Rumi's left one. Securely in place, Ochako had caught herself a wily rabbit… and she wasn't about to let her go.
"Oh, Rumi… your body has been honed to perfection. I keep running my hands up and down it and there's always something fun to grab!" She pinched Rumi's butt, making the rabbit woman yelp in surprise.
"Heh, you're one to talk! What are they feeding you?" Rumi continued groping at Ochako's melons, in awe at their size and malleability. "You could conquer the whole world with a body like this."
"Mmm…" Ochako bounced her leg up and down slightly as Rumi began grinding against her thigh, her desire to reproduce palpable. Ochako kissed her neck to soothe her.
"You in heat, huh? Want my baby magic this bad? A mate who grinds her pussy against yours day in, day out, to make the strongest kiddos possible?" Ochako pulled down Rumi's shirt, exposing the bra. Her own top had fallen off her bosom, exposing her glorious chest and only raising Rumi's libido.
Ochako licked her way up Rumi's neck, continuing to rock her on her thigh. The rabbit woman was moaning in earnest, surrendering herself to Ochako's expert touch. "You want a wife who'll take care of you no matter what?" She kissed along her jaw, sneaking her way up to her mouth.
"A hot bitch who'll knock you up with baby daughters over and over? Mmm~!" Ochako unclipped Rumi's bra, letting her magnificent breasts spill out. Ochako groped each one in turn, delighted to finally get the touch she was hoping to get back at the beach the previous week. Tweaking the nipple, she went back up to continue pecking at her cheek.
"Do you - mwah - feel the need–" Ochako darted forward mid sentence, capturing Rumi's lips again. The two kissed for a few seconds, eyes closed, before separating. Saliva trailed between their lips.
"To breed?" Ochako finished. Her wicked grin made Rumi's already hammering heart accelerate to a stallion's gallop, the pangs at her core urging her to go ahead and do the deed.
Rumi took steadying breaths, trying to calm herself, but to no avail. There was something to Ochako that was so incredibly alluring that made any woman go weak in the knees; a primal instinct to share love and sex between one person and another, and bear her offspring.
Licking her lips, Rumi placed a hand over Ochako's breast, feeling the racing beat of her own frantic heart. "If it means a lifetime of lesbian love from you… then I will gladly have your children."
Ochako yelped in surprise as Rumi carried her in a bridal carry over to the bed. She flopped Ochako down as she took off everything except her panties. Ochako snaked her sinfully short top off her, lying topless on the bed in just booty shorts as she watched Rumi crawl onto the bed, red eyes hunting for copulation. Her back arched, sneaking forwards like a snake in the grass toward Ochako.
"Better buckle up, honey. The Mirko train never stops until it arrives at its destination…"
Ochako giggled, snaking a hand beneath her shorts to finger herself. "I'm eager to board…"
Rumi lunged for a kiss, her body wrapping itself around Ochako's. Hands roamed up and down, curves pressed tight together. Legs shifted and hugged around one another, trying to keep each other close as possible. Heighten their love. Their lust.
"But seriously, these titties are so fucking big." Rumi wasn't shy as she squeezed Ochako's chest again, her rough handling making Ochako wince a little. However, it pulled her even further into the feral sex they were having.
"And I'm making them even bigger for my girls to enjoy. Speaking of…" Ochako groped Rumi's chest in return, fondling the soft mounds in her hands. "Surprised you can hop around with these titans attached to your chest."
"Mmm, but don't you love the feel of them?" Their bare chests rubbed together, in glorious, squishy contact. Ochako's greater size was a little frustrating for Rumi, given her competitiveness, but it did little against her immense yearning for such a busty partner. Erect nipples met several times, making the ladies gasp for breath.
Ochako sucked at Rumi's lips, making the rabbit woman moan with desire at her forcefulness. She also managed to slide Rumi's shorts and panties down to her knees, where she knelt on the mattress as Ochako inserted a finger. Her eyes popped open as she felt them enter her.
"Oooooh, baby! Those pads of yours really do give extra friction!"
"You know it." Ochako inserted another finger and craned forward to suck at Rumi's breast. The overwhelmed hero threw her head back, the tender loving making her submit to Ochako. She lost herself in the softness of Ochako's gentleness. She was so warm, kind, and tender that it made all her worries melt away and all thoughts of competition fade from her mind as she surrendered to this beautiful, caring woman.
… Almost surrender, that is.
Rumi let Ochako finger her until she reached orgasm, legs spasming from the pleasure. She roughly shoved Ochako back then, giving her a heavy kiss before pulling back. White strands of hair stuck to her face, red eyes filled with fiery want.
"Are you ready to taste it?"
"Taste what?"
"Don't be coy, you know what…" Wiggling her bottom, Rumi spun herself around and landed herself and Ochako in a 69 position. She deftly pried open Ochako's entrance, surveying the goods inside. "Mmm…"
Rumi began licking at Ochako's pussy with open mouthed glee, making Ochako gasp in shock. Grabbing hold of Rumi's waist, she brought her lips up to Rumi's own pussy and began licking away. Lips ensnaring the dripping entrance, she matched the intensity of her cunnilingus with Rumi's keeping their sex at a rather high intensity.
The duo came several times, hugging each other's butts tight as they orgasmed again and again. Nothing occupied one another except eating each other out; Ochako's short bob of hair in front of Rumi's crotch, and Rumi's long white hair in front of Ochako's. They made each other cum again and again, content to stay and escalate their pleasure.
Eventually, however, the two simultaneously and wordlessly decided to cease their 69 position. Ochako wiped at her chin when Rumi rested her against her lap, cradling Ochako's head with her hand. Biting her lip, Rumi eagerly inserted a finger. Moaning, Ochako latched herself onto Rumi's breast and began sucking again.
Moaning and gasping, the two kept their stimulation going, in tandem like their cunnilingus. Rumi enjoying her sensitive nipple being played with, and Ochako enjoying another fingering bringing her to orgasm. Eventually, Ochako spasmed, Rumi able to pay her back for her earlier care.
Licking her cum coated fingers in plain view of Ochako, Rumi's rabbit ears twitched. "How am I so far?"
"Excellent."
"Mmm… There's something else I wanna try. Have you ever heard of my secondary quirk?"
"No. You wanna test it out here?"
Rumi bit her lip. "It has a very specific function. It amplifies hormonal levels to further encourage sex. I call it Rabbit Season."
Ochako giggled. "Glad to see your sense of humor intact. So, how does it work?"
"Well, it's not really something I can activate… It's passive. And it's been triggering this whole time."
Ochako blinked. "Wait. So… it's an aphrodisiac that's been going this whole time?"
"Yeah."
"When are we gonna feel it?"
Rumi averted her eyes nervously. "Soon…"
"How soon!? Rumi–OH!" A deep pang inside Ochako's core suddenly rang out, making her flop like a fish. "Therrre it is," Rumi said before shuddering herself and going limp.
Rising, the two stared at each other, stares burning with lust. They leaped at one another, mouths meeting with furious kisses as they groped each other's breasts, dry humping against one another in their tangle of rejuvenated desire.
Ochako maintained enough of her composure to pull away, stopping Rumi with a finger to her lips. She reached under the bed as Rumi wiggled her butt in anticipation, pulling out a box she'd stashed earlier. Popping it open, the special dildo that Momo had made was inside. She insisted on calling it the Feeldo, but to Ochako it still felt a bit off, so she'd just taken to calling it a dildo all the same.
"What's that?"
"You'll see…" Ochako fit herself into the harness, letting the sensors sync with her nervous system. Gasping at the sensation of her extra appendage, Ochako lightly rubbed it. "You see this? This lets me feel everything like a real penis. So, if you brought your hand, like so…"
Ochaok guided Rumi's fingers to start rubbing along the shaft, and slowly but surely the dildo began to grow erect just like a real penis would. Rumi gasped, mesmerized at the marvel. Holding it in her hands, she carefully licked at it, making Ochako gasp. Seeing the reaction, she licked from the underside to the tip, making Ochako grit her teeth.
Rumi gingerly put the apparatus in her mouth, slowly bobbing up and down. The fellatio made Ochako grasp Rumi's head, keeping her on trajectory bobbing up and down her sensory dildo. She took heavy breaths, enraptured by Rumi's oral magic.
Going faster, Rumi moaned as she went up and down the shaft. Ochako began thrusting her hips to meet Rumi's mouth, enhancing the pleasure she was feeling. Her thrusts became lightning fast, jamming into Rumi's throat aggressively as she liked it. With a few more and Rumi's expert ministrations, Ochako arched her back and came, shaking. She collapsed onto the bed as Rumi stood up.
"It really does work…" She wiped her mouth.
Regaining her composure, Ochako joined Rumi on her feet and backed her up against the wall. Rumi gasped as her hot skin met the cool plaster, Ochako's hand placed beside her head. Tilting her chin up, Ochako brought their lips together in simple, intimate union as she took a hold of Rumi's hips. Lining herself up, she pushed herself inside Rumi, the dildo doing its work.
Thrusting, Ochako had Rumi pinned. She kept her tight against her, grinding against her pelvis, the phallus doing its job. They relentlessly began fucking, indeed like rabbits in heat as Rumi had promised.
Their breasts bounced back and forth as they thrusted, holding each other tight and engaged in their coitus. Their mouths slid against one another, trailing and yearning for further stimulation. Ochako held tight to Rumi's hair, grabbing a fistful and yanking, making Rumi scream in delight. She kissed her neck, sucking and leaving hickies visible to anybody. Not that either cared; the two wanted Ochako to mark Rumi as hers.
Rippling power Ochako was unfamiliar with coursed through her. Feeling herself cumming, she slammed her fist against the wall and punched straight through. Rumi gasped in shock, the sudden surprise causing her to lose control as well. She came violently against Ochako, who kept firm purchase on her hips.
Spinning Rumi around, Ochako slammed her face-first against the wall. She bit at Rumi's ear, the woman eagerly accepting and relishing Ochako's new display of overwhelming force. They ground against one another on the dildo, Ochako's strong thrusts making the wall begin to crack. The intensity grew so strong that a sizable impact crater had formed from their activity, Rumi's cheek pressed against the cool paint.
Cumming again, Ochako spun Rumi around and hoisted her up, the woman's legs wrapped around her torso. Their lips found one another again, Ochako bobbing her up and down on her fake cock. Their aggression and heightened arousal only kept mounting, stretching far past their normal limits to achieve unity and pleasure people only dreamed of having.
They went back and forth for hours, the time flying by. Ochako thrust against Rumi as she did a split, spun in a corkscrew around her dildo, even used Zero Gravity on her to keep her in place and pleasure her using her newfound strength alone.
Halfway through, they switched. They couldn't figure out exactly when, but Ochako slid off her apparatus and handed it to Rumi without a word. The message was clear.
Rumi pounded Ochako from behind after, swatting her amazing bubble butt. Ochako pushed herself back as hard as she could, further aided by Rumi pulling back her arms for greater purchase. When she pulled her up, she rubbed at Ochako's breasts from behind, kissing her over her shoulder, all the while getting to feel the penetration and ecstasy of the dildo.
Sideways and upside down, pressed against the wall and on the floor, eventually they found themselves some hours later with Ochako held up in a full nelson, Rumi keeping the larger woman bouncing on the dildo. Arms wrapped around her legs and head, Rumi effortlessly kept Ochako up as she brought her down, enjoying her tight pussy for all it was worth.
Ochako's eyes had rolled up, surrendering herself to the pleasure. Her and Rumi were on equal footing, masters of sex delighted to unleash all their techniques on one another. The sense of vulnerability turned her on further, and with a few more thrusts, she finally came as Rumi did too.
Letting Ochako onto the bed surprisingly gently, Rumi pried off the dildo and gasped as it disconnected from her nervous system. Ochako was already rousing herself to consciousness, standing on her two feet in front of her, albeit a bit unsteady. She gave Rumi a tender kiss, the two having shared so much together that day.
"Time for the main event…"
"Finally!"
Rumi crawled back on the bed, licking her lips in anticipation as she watched Ochako lightly finger herself with her hips cocked. Her brown eyes were dark with lust, entirely fixated on Rumi's body. The time had finally come to breed.
Crawling onto the bed, Ochako positioned herself so her crotch was in line with Rumi's. And so, the moment of truth began: edging forward, their pussies finally met in a wet, scandalous union. Moaning, the two began grinding against each other, their cores' intimate contact providing all the necessary stimulation needed.
Ochako steadied herself on Rumi's shoulders, making sure their grinding remained at a good pace and was pleasurable for them both. Rumi bared her teeth in a toothy grin, happy to have Ochako's full weight applying the grinding pressure for tribbing. They bounced together, shifting back and forth in their gyrating motions to achieve pleasure, large breasts jiggling for each other's viewing pleasure.
Ochako leaned down so as to kiss Rumi, their chests pressed together. The feeling of each other's solid muscle and plentiful curves were sensational, enhancing their love for the female form as they indulged each other in their perfect bodies. Exquisite, sculpted, and honed to peak performance.
Grunting, Ochako gave a few more thrusts and, matching with Rumi, finally came. She felt the kick in her stomach, the glorious sensation of imparting a child to a lover… except something was different this time. The kicking in her stomach was still there, except it was like it was meeting some form of resistance.
In the back of her mind, she wondered if this was the effect of Rabbit Season interfering. Whatever the case was, Ochako knew she had to maintain contact no matter what. Womb Link was based on a connection strength, and if that connection faltered, the egg couldn't fertilize. She was not about to be robbed of having an adorable rabbit child with Rumi.
"Ochako…"
"We're not done yet." Ochako pushed Rumi down, throwing her full weight against her crotch in the process. Moaning, Rumi threw her head back, ears folding flat from the euphoria of their touching pussies. Ochako, for her part, kept thrusting, building on the kicking sensation that signified her DNA was transmitting to the egg waiting to become their child.
Kissing Rumi some more, Ochako's grinding earned her another swift climax, and yet she felt the kicking sensation in need of more building. So, she flipped herself around so she lay on her stomach, holding Rumi's leg so as to better grind themselves together.
"Girl, you sure know a lot of tribbing positions…"
"It's my favorite type of sex," was Ochako's simple reply. Another orgasm followed this, and so the last hour of their sex wore on.
Shifting, tossing, turning every which way, the woman put pressure on each other's pussies from all different angles. The success of their copulation rested on their lust and determination, keeping their love in as sticky and erotic a form as possible.
Nips at each other's chests ensued, their rabid sex continuing unabated. Their curvaceous bodies jiggled with all their movements, unleashing the rest of their pent up lesbian passion upon each other at the height of their union. Their breasts jiggled, were fondled, rubbed together, and squeezed. Their asses shook up and down, had hands digging into the plush cheeks, their sex so ferocious they simultaneously began clapping from the exertion. This only further spurred the two on, building and building the kicking sensation inside Ochako to near-unbearable levels, all in the name of getting Rumi pregnant.
Towards the end of it all, Ochako had Rumi's legs pushed back, pushing her full weight down again onto her pussy, grinding their crotches together in direct contact.
"Your pussy grinding on mine is the best feeling in the world!" Rumi panted, keeping pace with Ochako's furious grinding. "Keep going! This rabbit pussy is yours! All yours! Breed me with that raw pussy! Make me another lesbian whore! I'll have your babies forever!"
Ochako hugged Rumi tight, the intimacy of their embrace belying the intensity of their sex. "Come on, get pregnant! Get pregnant, get pregnant! Get pregnant!"
"Yes, make me pregnant!"
"Get pregnant! Get pregnant! GET PREGNANT!" Ochako's demands turned into yells, she and Rumi lost to the ecstasy of their tribadism as they conceived their offspring together.
"Accept my children! Get pregnant! Have my babies!"
"Yes, yes, yes! Ah, I feel it! Oh god, yes, yes, yes… FUUUUUUUUCK!" With a last, paralyzing scream, the most intense orgasm of Rumi's life rocked through her. The same intensity hit Ochako right after, and the taxed bed frame promptly collapsed from the strength of their sex, which drove their pleasure even higher.
Grinds and thrusts ceased to a slow series of humping. Shudders ran through Ochako until, finally, she felt the kicking stopped. Disentangling herself from Rumi, she fell flat to stare at the ceiling, bottom numb from the constant sex.
It took her a few minutes, but Ochako sat herself up and looked at the mattress now flat on the floor, the bed frame in pieces around it. She kissed Rumi's hand, the afterglow of triumph washing over her. Rumi was undoubtedly pregnant. She'd claimed a seventh woman as a mate; one who may have honestly been her most impressive conquest yet.
When Rumi came to, she snuggled next to Ochako. The two basked in each other's warmth, legs numb and brains murky from post-orgasmic bliss. Ochako kissed the top of her head, keeping Rumi in the crook of her arm.
Rumi was the first to break the silence. "Goddamn… you really know how to keep a girl entertained, Boobs."
"I'm the best there is, or so I'm told… wait, hang on: what did you just call me."
"I come up with easy nicknames for people to remember. Since you're becoming the bustiest - and hottest, for that matter - girl in Japan, the nickname Boobs is fitting. Right?"
Ochako groaned. "And there I was in high school thinking Momo would be the one to get a breast-related nickname."
Rumi giggled, placating her lover with a peck on the cheek."It just means you're a woman among women. A woman among men, for that matter." Rumi rubbed her stomach affectionately.
"By the way, what was that back there? I thought the tribbing meant instantaneous impregnation."
"So did I. But then I thought that maybe your Rabbit Season quirk was drawing things out," Ochako speculated. "That we had to keep our pussies in contact for longer in order to get you knocked up, of which you certainly are now!"
"Whatever the case, that was some hot girl-on-girl action," Rumi mused. "And also, I didn't know you were that strong! Damn, Ochako. You're a woman who can actually keep up with me. Too bad our bed frames can't."
"That's funny… I don't remember being that strong, actually. Does Rabbit Season enhance your physical performance?"
"I don't think so."
"Huh. Weird… Still, it's satisfying, knowing the girls I'm having with everybody are one hundred percent mine and theirs. And that includes you now."
"I can already tell this is gonna be a great life." Rumi stretched her arms out, holding them behind her head in triumph. "Get to have the most awesome girl in the world as my partner, even if she is a pervert."
"You just nicknamed me 'Boobs' for crying out loud! Hypocrite, much?"
Rumi cackled. "Our bodies are just going to naturally get even hotter with that quirk of yours, we can have hot lesbo sex whenever we want. You suck my tits, I suck yours. We set up an Instagram account based on us being a couple, some brand deals, a feature film, some merch."
"You've worked this all out, huh?" Ochako giggled, pecking Rumi on the lips.
"Yep. But before any of that, we're gonna have to work on some names. There are going to be a lot we need to choose."
"A lot? Why?"
"I mean, eight, ten, maybe twelve kids is gonna be a lot to come up with names for, right?"
Ochako felt the bottom of her stomach drop out. "Eh? Eight… eight to t-twelve kids?"
"Sounds crazy when I put it like that, I know, but we'll manage," Rumi said confidently. "Man, I wonder what the hair colors will be like? Some will look like me, some will look like you, some in between. And even if their rabbit ears are shorter than normal, I'll love our girls all the same–" Rumi paused in the middle of her little speech, for Ochako had passed out with the whites of her eyes showing beside her.
"O-Ochako? OCHAKO, what's happening!? Is this a stroke? We need medical help!" Rumi scrambled for her phone on the night table, but Ochako grabbed hold of her wrists.
"Twelve… kids…"
"Huh?"
"Twelve… freaking… kids… little babies… All at once…"
"Uh, yeah. We've already established that."
Ochako sat bolt upright, clapping her hands together in prayer. Centering herself. Taking a deep breath, she turned to Rumi. "Twelve kids? It's because of your Rabbit quirk, huh?"
"Yeah. When I said fuck like rabbits, that wasn't just a pun." Rumi's face fell in shock and regret. "Oh no, you didn't know? I thought you did! If it was too soon–"
Ochako placed a finger on Rumi's lips, hugging her tight. "It's okay… we'll deal with it. If anything, I was going to have an absurd number of children either way. But man, it's really hitting me… this is going to be less of a family and more like an armada of Urarakas."
"You're good with it, right…?"
Ochako took another deep breath and hugged her new lover close. "Of course I am. Just a bit of a shock, is all. Now go ahead and draw the water, I'll be right behind you. Need some fresh air after all that activity…"
Rumi giggled, kissing her future wife. "Of course! Just remember, we're gonna be making so many cute babies!"
"You betcha. Run along, now!" Shooing Rumi off to the bathroom, Ochako took the time to admire the fluffy white tail above her robust and alluring butt, the cheeks jiggling in a way that made Ochako want to jump right in after her. But first…
Grabbing a pillow, Ochako stepped out onto the balcony. Entirely naked beneath the stars, Ochako stood like a witness against the eight million gods of Shinto, scattered across the night sky. Bringing the pillow up to her mouth, she gave the longest, loudest scream she could manage into the material, muffling her cries of agony as she sank to her knees.
Taking deep gasps of cool night air, Ochako calmed her hammering heart. Clearing her throat, she stood up, stretched out, and spun around to face the bathroom.
"In for a penny, in for a pound… With so many kids either way, I'll breed you like there's no tomorrow, Rumi. You, Izumi, Mitsuki… all of you."
With that lustful proclamation declared, Ochako headed inside, eager for more lesbian rabbit sex with her impossibly hot partner.
Greeted at the door by the sight of Rumi on the stool, staring back at her in the mirror, Ochako slammed the door shut behind her. Many more cries would ring out from there for another hour or two.
In the other corner of the house, Izumi sat triumphantly up in bed with the other girls lying twitching from the marathon of sex she'd subjected them to. Most of them would need time to recover, but Himiko still found enough willpower within herself to stay at her side and quietly suckle at her breast.
Rubbing her girlfriend's head, Izumi swiped through her phone for emails and reminders. Confident she'd checked everything she saw another email notice pop up. Opening it, she read aloud:
"'Hero Awards Gala: The Annual Mighties awards ceremony is almost underway! RSVP at your earliest convenience for next week.' Hey, Himiko, you get an invite yet?"
Himiko pried her lips off Izumi's nipple long enough to say one word. "Mph, hmm… boobies…" She promptly went back to suckling Izumi's heavenly breasts, which were evidently the only things on her mind at the moment.
Izumi couldn't help but chuckle, hugging Himiko close and vowing to love her forever.
YEARS LATER
Ochako gingerly avoided the array of kid's toys littering the ground. She was in Rumi's section of their shared harem complex, and she was looking to find her wife for some alone time like she'd promised.
"RABBIT CANNON!" Shouted an impish little voice, and something collided into Ochako's back. Falling to the ground in a tumble, Ochako felt a bruise begin springing up and groaned as stamping bunches of feet surrounded her.
"Giiiirls…" she whined in pain. "What did I tell you about practicing super moves indoors!?"
"EEP! Mom!" The perpetrators were a pair of little girls, white and brown haired each. Their cute little button faces, normally possessed by manic gremlin energy, looked decidedly guilty and scared.
"We thought you were aunt Yui!" Misaki, the brunette, explained.
"Yeah, honest! We wanted to see if she'd shrink or grow herself in response!" Said Rion, the white-haired girl. "When we saw you, we thought–"
"You should've thought 'jeez, wouldn't it hurt to do a flying headbutt on somebody' instead of actually going through with it! And how did you mix me up with Yui!?"
"Hah! If a so-called pro hero got bested by a pair of kids, then she's not worth her salt!" Another little figure emerged, sitting herself down on Ochako's shoulder. "Now giddy up horse, yeehaw!"
"Not now, Otoho!" Stumbling to her feet, Ochako looked around for Rumi even as their girls crowded together. The two had made three litters in their time together, and the results were staggering, with thirty children total between them. They'd made more offspring together than any of the others had, and Rumi was always asking her for more. Ochako, on the other hand, had at least made her agree to stagger the pregnancies a little bit so as to properly raise each child adequately.
While all of their daughters ranged from overly competitive like Rumi to nurturing and sweet like Ochako, the one who had most strongly inherited their mother's fiery disposition was Otoho. The small devil was grinning up at her between her brown bangs, fiery red eyes demanding all of her mother's attention.
Rumi entered in from the opposite door, several small tykes clinging to her legs. Womb Link's changes had affected her not dissimilarly to the other girls, her already wonderful figure now with curves further accentuated into goddess status, motherly and rich. "Heyyy babe. I see you're the second of today's victims to fall victim to the Rabbit Cannon."
"Second? There was somebody else here before me?"
"I was implying that the first victim was me," Rumi chuckled, pecking Ochako on the cheek. "We still taking the girls to Disneyland tomorrow?"
"Yayyyyyyyy!" This sent the girls into a frenzy, hopping up and down on their powerful legs several feet in the air. The ones who weren't moving as much were still mere infants, the intermittent green hair and/or eyes giving away that they were part of the fourth litter that Izumi had sired. Currently, they could only crawl on their hands and knees. This brought the total number of kids up from Ochako's supplied 30 to a whopping 40 children total for Rumi.
"So long as Izumi is ready, I'm ready," Ochako said, using her quirk to float up and pry a couple of their daughters off the light fixture. She deposited them safely back on the carpeted ground. "Sheesh… what did we get ourselves into here?"
"Something I'd do all over again, if given the chance," Rumi said suggestively. She only came up to Ochako's arm, so she leaned into her arm.
"You're not being subtle, you know," Ochako teased.
"It has been a while…"
"Forh a loth of fery gooth reasoms," Ochako mumbled, for Otoho was now tugging at her lips and slurring her speech.
Rumi nuzzled herself into Ochako's prominent chest as her wife swung Otoho to sit on her shoulders instead. "Come on… You've got hundreds of kids already with all the interdimensional girls you're picking up. Do it for me…" Rumi breathed.
Biting her lip, Ochako discreetly brought her hands around to Rumi's backside. She felt the taut firmness, and also the fluffy white tail poking out between the custom hole in her pants. She envisioned that cute tail perched over that magnificent ass, and felt something rousing inside of her.
"Mmm… I just can't resist you."
"Cause I'm your most efficient mate," Rumi purred.
"That, and you're just so damn cute." Ochako kissed Rumi on the lips, rousing groans from all their baby girls.
"Knock it offffff!" Misaki and Rion beat their fists at their parent's legs, while Otoho gave a sharp rap to Ochako's cranium.
"OW! Hey Missy, that is not okay! No TV for a week!"
"Eep! Uh, I'm sorry mama! I won't do it again!"
"Good."
"... Does that mean I can still watch TV?"
"No!"
Rumi giggled, hugging Ochako tightly in the middle of their little swirl of chaos they'd created… And cheeks flushing red as she felt Ochako grab a good handful of her ass when all of their little girls were distracted once again.
The following year, the total number of rabbit children rose from 40 to 52.
Harem List:
Izumi Midoriya
Mitsuki Murasaki
Tsuyu Asui
Himiko Toga
Momo Yaoyorozu
Camie Utsushimi
Rumi Usagiyama
Explosive Breeder List:
Rumi Usagiyama
Another chapter done. I had fun with this one, as Rumi is a glimpse into the truly absurd size of Ochako's family in the future. The Uraraka family will grow into a great dynasty built upon endless rounds of lesbian sex and mating.
Not entirely sure how many kids there will be, but I know I'm not stopping until Ochako's harem has reached a truly ludicrous size. She's got a good number of girls now, but her legend is just beginning. Scenes like at the beginning where it's just her and her poly of babes show the endless possibilities for lesbian lovemaking open to our favorite gravity hero.
I can say that the next girl is also the last of Ochako's first batch of ladies to love, and it's none other than Midnight AKA Nemuri Kayama. She's experienced and an expert at sex, unlike the other milf in this first group of girls, Mitsuki. But she's also just as sweet and passionate, which will let Ochako easily rope her in as one of her own and grant her much love, bodily enhancements, and children just like the others.
Ochako's lewd, busty, sapphic adventures are still only just beginning. Look forward to more coming soon! Thank you so much for reading. Until next time.