Chapter 1: I Don't Mind Being A Slave...

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Alas, the night had come to an end and the three were on their way back to their campsite to rest and prepare to go back to UA the next day.

As she walked, Ibara let out a groan, "I'm so tired..." she said.

She heard Itsuka snicker, "Well you did dance and eat a lot," Itsuka told her.

"Ugh!" Ibara cried "As soon as I get back to camp, I think I'm just gonna pass out," she said, in a tired tone.

She heard Itsuka chuckle as well as Izuku as they heard her plans. As they walked, she glanced over to Itsuka and Izuku and noticed that they were acting rather strange, wondering what was going on between them, she had known they had a few awkward moments since they'd been camping together, but did something happen between them that she didn't know?

She wanted to ask these questions to Itsuka, but after what felt like an eternity, they had seen their camp and Ibara immediately ran ahead of them and rushed for her tent for her to sleep, which she heard get a laugh out of her fellow campers.

She began to get ready for bed, changing into her Pajamas and laying her sleeping bag down, while in the background, she heard Itsuka and Izuku talking, but couldn't make out what was being said.

Finally, after getting ready, she snuggled up in her sleeping bag and let out a sigh of relief, ready to shut her eyes and drift off into sleep.

"Goodnight Itsuka! And goodnight to you too, Midoriya!" Ibara said from inside her tent.

However... she got no response.

'Odd, they should still be awake, right? They didn't seem as tired as I did,' the vine-haired girl thought.

She got out of her sleeping bag and crawled over to the opening, unzipping the flap and poking her head out to look at the campsite, only to see no one was there. She got fully out and walked over to Itsuka's tent and opened it, only to see no one inside, she then moved over to Izuku's tent and did the same only to get the same result.

'Where could they have gone?' She asked.

Ibara decided to go off and look for them, deciding to see if they were at the lake, after walking for a few minutes, she was nearing the lake, but as she did, she heard noises. This caught her attention and it made her wonder what could have caused such sounds, so she decided to crouch down and sneak toward the lake, and when she did, that's when her eyes widened with shock and to stop herself from making any noise, she covered her mouth.

Before her were Itsuka and Izuku, both without their pants and both seemingly about to have sex.

"This is... It's my first time," She heard Izuku say.

She looked at Itsuka and saw her class President smile softly at the boy underneath her. "S-Same here," Itsuka replied.

"A-Are you sure you wanna do this?" He asked with a hesitant tone, "We- I don't have a condom, and I-"

"It's alright," She said, "Trust me,"

Ibara was in shock that Itsuka would do something as reckless as unprotected sex, she should stop them, she should call them out and get them to stop before they went too far, before they did something they regretted, however...

Ibara saw Izuku give Itsuka a nod of approval and Itsuka hovered over him, the vine-haired girl watched as Itsuka's pussy aligned with his dick, and she held his dick as she slowly descended upon it, as the tip made contact, she pushed her weight down and Ibara saw the other girls face become shocked, as if a bolt of pain was sent through her.

Ibara didn't know why, but she couldn't stop them... she felt he heart beating...

Izuku looked over to Itsuka and saw her pained expression and he began to worry, "Itsuka are you ok?" he asked.

"I-I'm fine," she heard Itsuka say, "I just got to get used to it for a sec," she told him.

She watched as Izuku nodded and waited for Itsuka to get used to the feeling, and after a few seconds, Itsuka began to move again and she began to move up and down on his dick, both moaning at the pleasure that they were feeling.

Unconsciously, Ibara's hand slid down her pants, and she began to slowly touch herself as she watched the two have sex.

Ibara watched as Itsuka's hands moved up and under Izuku's shirt, no doubt she felt his toned body and realized how hard, yet smooth and soft he felt, Ibara imagined it too, and she also saw Izuku begin to explore Itsuka's body with his hands, feeling her curves but also feeling her own toned body as well, and Ibara swore that with every move of his hand, ever curve he traced with them, she could feel it.

That's when the other girl's imagination took over, no longer was it Itsuka she saw making love with the green-haired boy, but it was herself who now sat atop Izuku, moving up at down on his hard member, it was her who moaned in pleasure along with Izuku.

Ibara watched as her friend began to move faster and her moans became louder as did Izuku's, her self-pleasure also sped up with theirs, and she covered her mouth still to hide her moans.

"I-Izuku, just a little longer..." She heard Itsuka huff out, "I-I'm about to cum," She told him

'M-Me too...!' Ibara thought, as her pace quickened.

"O-Ok," Izuku replied.

'This... this is wrong! But it feels so right!' Ibara thought to herself, 'This feeling! This pleasure! I-I don't want it to end... I want to keep going! I-I want...!' Ibara began.

Her eyes shifted to the boy underneath her friend, her heart began to race as she thought about it being Izuku underneath her, she wanted to feel him inside her just like Itsuka was feeling him now... she wanted him, she wanted to feel the same pleasure with him.

"I-Izuku! I-I-I'm! CUMMMING!" Ibara heard Itsuka cry.

'So am I!' Ibara thought as she moved her hand faster against her sex.

"Me t-too!" He cried.

Itsuka finished and her body shivered a little, just as Izuku released his sperm inside of her, causing her to also feel it, which sent more tiny shivers through her body. Just as they came, so too, did Ibara, and like Itsuka, there were waves of pleasure hitting her all over.

"W-We should... really... head back," came Izuku's voice,

"Just... a few more... minutes," Itsuka replied to him, "That was... really great,"

"Y-Yeah, it was," Izuku replied.

Ibara pulled her hands out from her pants and looked at her fingers and saw the mess that was on them, and quickly, shame filled her. She ran away back to the campsite and wiped her hand off on the nearest cloth she could find, and when she curled back up in her sleeping bag, her mind was a mix of happiness yet great shame.

She had hoped that this whole ordeal could be put behind her and this secret of what she saw, would be her's alone.

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Despite it being a week ago, she could not get the images out of her head despite all her efforts to forget what she had seen that night. In her head, the scene differed, Itsuka wasn't there, it was Ibara herself who took her place, she was the one experiencing such a moment with Izuku. She could not stop imagining him thrusting his hard cock in and out of her... she wanted to feel his lips on her own, feel him leaving a trail of kisses on her neck, she wanted him to kiss her breasts and keep trailing down south until he would eventually eat her out.

She wanted this badly, she had been keeping these thoughts hidden for a good long while, however, the urge to do something, to even touch herself to such thoughts, was getting stronger, and one day... the urge was too strong.

One day, Ibara had watched Izuku train with some of the boys from his class and after working up a sweat, he had taken his shirt off. While it may just be some eye candy to other girls, it was the straw that broke the camel's back, because one good look at his shirtless feature and all the thoughts and fantasies she had dreamed up, came crashing into her head, like a flood did a city and she could no longer resist the urge anymore.

She at first walked toward the bathrooms that were outside near the training facilities, and she walked calmly to keep up appearances, but the moment she was out of sight, she rushed toward them, quickly entering them and locking the stall she was in, and that's when her imagination ran wild.

"I want it," Ibara whispered to herself, as she pulled her panties down and unhooked her skirt. "I want it inside me,"

Her imagination began to conjure up Izuku, and he looked at her with a seductive smile, "Lay back," he told her.

His imagined voice was so firm and commanding that Ibara followed it without thinking, relaxing against the tank of the toilet.

"Good girl... Now spread your legs for me,"

Without conscious thought, she did and she quickly began to finger herself, slowly easing one digit in and out of her wet entrance, Ibara then felt a feeling she had felt last time, the feeling of it, the act she was committing right now, being so wrong, and yet, it felt so incredibly good at the same time.

She wasn't sure she could stop.

'I shouldn't be doing this...' Ibara thought.

"Does that feel good?" Izuku asked.

Ibara nodded, concealing a moan as well.

"We're only just beginning."

In her imagination, he grabbed her ankles with his hands and yanked her towards him, and now, Ibara had eased in a 2nd digit into her wet fold and increased her speed, making sure to go faster than before, and with this, her pleasure increased.

She imagined her fingers to be Izuku's cock, and with that image of him thrusting his hard member in and out of her tight wet folds, she began to lose her restraint of keeping quiet.

"O-Oh my God..." Ibara whispered with ragged breaths.

Her fingers were working harder and now, to increase her pleasure, she used her thumb to rub her clit as best she could, and that's when a shiver shot through her body.

"A-Ah...!" Ibara moaned, no longer trying to stay quiet.

For some reason, she'd never felt so sensitive before, not when she masturbated before, and with a new image of Izuku moving faster, she bit her lip with a smile. Imagining Izuku being the one between her legs sent her mind racing, and her fingering was unlike anything she had ever done before.

Her hips bucked on the seat of the toilet, and she could hear little wet sounds echoing as her body reacted and showed her appreciation, her breath came out in quiet little gasps, and now... she couldn't stop.

"Ah! Ah! Hm! Uh! Ahh!" she cried and moaned.

The fake Izuku lowered down to whisper something next to her ear, "Tell me you want it," he said.

"I-I want it!" She moaned.

"Louder!" he snapped.

"I want it! I want it so bad! P-Please give it to me! I-I can't go on without it!" Ibara gasped

"I'm cumming!" Izuku cried.

Suddenly, a fire burst inside Ibara, a passion was lit and she never knew she needed or wanted something as what she had just thought and said.

"Inside," She told him, "Please, inside me! Do it! I-I want to have your baby!" She cried. Her fingers moving faster and her thumb rubbing harder.

Finally, after what felt like hours, she had reached the end and came. Her orgasm had sent shivers through her entire body and her legs buckled and shook violently before her body finally calmed down and relaxed and the Izuku she had conjured up disappeared.

However, once the pleasure and lust had ended, something else rose inside of her... it was disgust.

Ibara's eyes widened with horror and she quickly pulled up her panties and closed her legs before she bent over and began to sob before she began to small her head into the side of the stall.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" Ibara cried with his stike her head made in the side of the stall. "Why are you like this!? Why are you so fucking disgusting!? WHY!?" Ibara cried.

She continued to cry as she felt disgusting with herself before she finally regained her composure and rejoined her friends for a little bit, then decided to head to her room and try to take her mind off what she had done in secret...

The next day, some of Class B was once again training, and Ibara was engrossed in her training, vines gracefully extending from her head as she practiced her Quirk in the quiet corner of the training ground. Amid the sounds of punches and quirks being unleashed, she glanced over to see Itsuka, standing alone and staring off into the distance with a thoughtful expression.

Concerned, Ibara approached her friend. "Itsuka, is everything alright?" she asked, the vines retracting as she focused on her companion.

Itsuka looked back at Ibara, seemingly taken out of whatever she was thinking and she looked at her close friend, her eyes reflecting a mixture of emotions. "Oh, hey, Ibara! I'm just uh... thinking about something,"

Ibara's brow raised in interest, "What about?" She asked.

Itsuka seemed to hesitate for a moment before deciding to share her thoughts. "Izuku confessed to me last night..."

Ibara's eyes widened with surprise, "Izuku... confessed to you?" She asked, her voice held a hint of sadness, "What did you say?"

Itsuka sighed, uncertainty etched on her face. "I didn't give him an answer, I mean, I don't even know if I'm really in love with him or if it's just a silly crush!"

A slight pang of anger surged through Ibara's chest, but she quickly quelled it. Instead, she placed a comforting hand on Itsuka's shoulder. "Well, love is a tricky thing, it's okay not to have all the answers right away, but you shouldn't let fear hold you back," Ibara told Itsuka, "If you don't take a chance, you'll never know what could be,"

Itsuka nodded and a soft smile graced her lips, appreciating Ibara's support. "I know, I just... I'm scared," Itsuka told her, "What if it's a mistake? What if I hurt him?"

A part of the vine-haired girl wanted to tell her that if she was scared perhaps it was better to wait and figure it all out, so that way Ibara herself could have a chance with the green-haired boy, however... Ibara couldn't do that to her Itsuka. She couldn't do that to her friend, the person she saw as a sister.

"Love involves risks, Itsuka, like I said, if you don't take the chance... you may wonder what could be," Ibara told her. "If I was you... I-I might... Regret not taking the chance," Ibara said, her voice slightly breaking.

Itsuka's eyes lit up as if a spark of inspiration had ignited within her and she smiled, "You're right, Ibara, thank you," she said before walking away.

As Itsuka walked away with newfound determination, Ibara couldn't shake off the lingering anger within her. She felt a twinge of jealousy. It wasn't fair. Yet she stood there with a forced smile...

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She laid on her bed, tears streaming down her cheeks, lost in the torment of her conflicting emotions. The revelation of Itsuka and Izuku's relationship had finally come to a close as they were now officially a couple.

"I'm happy for them," Ibara whispered to herself, trying to convince her racing mind. She wiped away her tears, a bittersweet smile playing on her lips, "I'm happy for them..."

However, something deep within her spoke something that was a mix of her anger and frustration as well as her self-consciousness. "We could've taken him! We could have him! Be everything to him! It should be us who feel everything we've ever wanted to feel with him!"

Ibara shook her head, trying to dispel the intrusive thoughts. "No... Itsuka is my friend, and Izuku chose her... "

"But you deserve happiness too. Why deny yourself the chance to be with the one you love?"

A quiver ran through Ibara's body as the weight of her suppressed desires pressed on her. She hugged her knees, and the room seeming to close in around her. As the tears continued to flow, Ibara's mind drifted to a quote she had come across once.

"Be not a slave to love, but still let it in."

"Be not a slave to love..." Ibara muttered, her voice barely audible. But then, her admission came, the words escaping her lips almost involuntarily, "I wouldn't mind being a slave if it was for love..."

The weight of her unspoken feelings bore down on her, and Ibara cried harder. In the solitude of her room, surrounded her blankets and pillows, she grappled with the conflicting emotions that threatened to drown her.

Love, unrequited and unspoken, seemed to hang heavy in the air.

As Ibara continued to cry, a mix of emotions swirled within her. She knew she couldn't change the situation, and she didn't want to hurt Itsuka or jeopardize their friendship. Yet, the ache in her heart remained, a silent reminder of the love she had tucked away in the corners of her soul.

In the solitude of her room, she had to learn to accept that she had lost.

She had been a fool not to be selfish and her inner thoughts and self tormented her about how weak and afraid she had been, and Ibara could only agree with them as she continued to weep...

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I bet you were expecting me never to release Volume 2! Well, here it is! However, I'll be trying to focus a bit more on the story and less on the smut, but don't worry, there will still be smut in the story, but will it be fluffy or angsty?

Guess you'll just have to wait!

Anyway, thank you guys for reading and I hope you enjoyed this chapter of... ETERNAL MASTURBATION VOL.2!