Izuku opened the door to the only person he could trust for the time being. He ushered in Momo Yaoyorozu as she entered his dorm room. He took a double take before closing the door. He secured the locks to ensure that no one would be entering or walking in on them.

"Hey, Midoriya. Got here as fast as I could," said Momo as she took a seat at his desk. The vice president received an urgent text from the emerald-haired teen to come to see him immediately. Aberrant as if it was an emergency, then Izuku would contact the vice president. Instead, it was through text. Thinking that he didn't want anyone to hear what he had to say, she concluded that it was the safer option.

"Hey, are you okay?" Momo was now concerned as Izuku was covered in his blanket. Actually, he didn't speak two words as she thought about it. She approached him, but he took a few paces back. His eyes displayed worry. Being compassionate and since she was familiar with working with worried teens, she displayed a warm and friendly smile.

"Izuku. There is nothing to worry about. Whatever issue that comes to mind, just say it to me and we can speak." She sat at his desk, crossing her legs. "Not only am I the vice president, but we are also teammates and friends. So, whatever you want to get off your mind. Off your chest, just let me."

Izuku nodded to Momo. He parted his mouth. "Can you help me with what happened to my voice." Momo was taken aback. Did she just hear Izuku speak femininely? "Izuku, are you alright?"

Izuku shook his head in disagreement. He slowly disrobed his blanket to reveal what he was hiding from Momo. Izuku's body wasn't of a man, but of a woman. His red t-shirt showed his C-cup size breast and his pajamas gave him curves. Izuku was twitching as this wasn't the body he had yesterday. "Oh, my God, Izuku! What happened to you?"

"I don't know," he said in a woman's voice. "I don't know what happened. Last night I went to bed and the next day, I am in a girl's body." His eyes were widening and his body began panting hard. "I don't know what to do, Momo. I consulted you because you seem like an expert on knowing how to deal with panicking situations."

Granted what Izuku said was true, but not like this.

Izuku sat at his bed. "I can't go to school like this. They will be expecting a 'he,' and here I am, a 'she.'" He covered his face with his hands. "Please, what should I do, Momo? Is there something we can do?"

Momo was puzzled. Once again, she has met her set of challenges. However, talking and dealing with a genderbent male turned female is in a league of his own. Momo needed to be strategic. "Okay, Izuku. First, calm down and try to breathe. Secondly, this kind of thing might be common than you think. I think I have heard of people who can cross sexes without notice."

"How is that supposed to help," questioned Izuku worriedly. "Like I am supposed to know about that. I know about trucks and meat. Not cooking and fashion."

Momo flicked his nose. "Hey! In my opinion, welcome to the fairer sex. At least you can get a taste of our world for once." She noticed something on Izuku's bed. "And speaking of our world, I think it might be time to explore a bit right now." She tried not to smile as she pointed at red blotches around his bed.

Izuku turned when seeing red spots on his bed. He gasped loudly. "Oh, hell. Don't tell me that I am going to bleed to death?"

Momo couldn't help but to grin. "No, Midoriya. You won't bleed to death. What you had is quite normal with women. Welcome to see your Aunt Flo coming monthly."

"My Aunt Flo?"

Momo sighed. It was time to give Izuku a quick lesson on feminine hygiene. "Class has already started, so we should be clear to head to the showers."

"But I am a boy," said Izuku worriedly.

Momo pointed at his spotted pajamas. "According to nature, you are no longer a boy." She took his hand. "Come and you will be fine."

The dorm bathrooms….

Izuku shouldn't have been surprised that the girls' bathroom was no different than the boys' bathroom. Instead of urinals, just more bathroom stalls. It was in the stall where he and Momo were presently located.

"Okay," said Momo. "Take off your clothes and hand them to me."

He blushed. "I am not so sure."

"Don't be a baby, Izuku. I have spare panties and spare clothes until we can figure this out." She smiled. "I even have a spare tampon to control the bleeding." She folded her arms. "Actually, that is what we should be doing." She snapped her fingers. "Come on, Izuku. We don't have all day. Drop the clothes and I can help you with your tampons."

Izuku didn't like or at least when he was on the other side. If he were a male, this would have been a huge turn. Yet again, he was turned on. Despite being a female, his male tendencies remained. He turned, better yet, shied away from Momo as he discarded his clothes.

As Momo watched Izuku disrobe, she couldn't help but to think that she had a lovely body. She blushed to see the curvaceousness of Izuku's body. She didn't think a girl could be that sexy. She snapped out of it. Why would she be finding this attractive?

She watched as Izuku blushingly took off his pants. She admired how luscious his ass was along with his breasts. Momo kept reminding herself that this was Izuku. Why was she finding his feminine form attractive, she thought to himself.

"Here," he said to her as he gave him her soiled clothes. Momo bowed as she took the clothes and placed them neatly on the floor. "Now, I need you to have a seat on the toilet."

Izuku didn't answer, just followed her directions. He positioned himself on the toilet, spreading his legs as far as he can. Momo turned beet red as he saw Izuku's pussy. A small prickle of hair. Pussy was throbbing hard, covered with some blood. Momo licked her lips on how appetizing it looked. She bit her lip, trying not to think pervertedly. Yet again, Izuku had a sexy body.

"Alright, Izuku," she said as she pulled out her tampon. She unwrapped it as she tried to think on the reason to put it inside of her pussy. His pussy, she meant.

"The tampons are to help you manage the bleeding whenever you blood seeping out," said Momo. She didn't want to get into much detail. She wanted to do her task and then leave. Helping Izuku was becoming a strenuous task, especially managing her emotions.

"Shall I put it in myself," asked Izuku nervously. Momo could see the desperation on Izuku's face. He wanted to be helpful. At the same time, he was scared as she was at the newfound feeling.

"Actually, Izuku," she said to him. "Since I don't want to impale you with this, let me assist you with the opening of your pussy." She coughed to control her composure. "I hope you don't mind."

Izuku shook his head in disagreement. "Whatever you want to do, Momo. I am in your hands."

Momo felt her heart fastened. Izuku was putting her trust, his trust into Momo. Momo went on her knees as she tried to assist Izuku with his pussy.

"Don't be scared," said Momo. "You might feel unpleasant at first. But trust me, it will get better as you allow me to gain your trust."

"Yes, ma'am."

Momo slowly spread his pussy lips with her finger. Izuku sightly hissed. She slowly spread wider so she could give Izuku some space. "Momo," he said as he panted.

"Don't worry," she informed him. "Trust me."

She slowly put one finger inside of his pussy. Upon entering, she felt its tightness, as if it didn't want Momo to leave. She swiveled her finger to allow his pussy to get some room. "Are you okay?"

"I think so," answered Izuku. "It doesn't feel that bad."

"Alright," said Momo. "Allow me to put in two fingers."

Momo put her second finger, this time it was her middle finger into Izuku's cavern. Izuku watched tentatively as Momo had her index and middle finger inside of his pussy. She felt the suction, the wetness. As she pulled back, she saw the string of blood and something clear.

"Oh, my God," cried Izuku. "What is that white stuff?"

Momo couldn't take it anymore. For some reason, seeing Izuku being this adorable assured her that gender didn't mean a thing. Momo produced a smile. "That white stuff is when a girl gets turned on for being played with." She glared at Izuku. "Did you like my fingers in there."

Izuku tried to play the denial card, but in the end, it failed. He blushed, turning his face away. Momo rubbed his thigh. "It's okay, Izuku. Girls feel this way, too. We like being stimulated also. Would you want me to continue? I won't do it unless you want me to."

Izuku felt the surge in his stomach. She should be assisting him with his period. Not wanting to engage in this newfound experimentation. Momo spread her fingers against his thigh. "I won't tell if you won't."

He gasped as he felt Momo resuming to put her fingers back into his cavern. Her soft touch, her well-manicured nails aided to the pleasure. Izuku tilted his head back as he allowed the vice president to take control of his pleasure. Izuku didn't know what to do. Rather if he wanted to pee or to climax. Yet again, he wouldn't know how to climax. Whatever this build up he was having, he knew something was going to come.

Izuku covered his mouth to not let any moans escape. Momo enjoyed it as she watched him get off to her fingers. She knew that fingers weren't going to be enough. However, being in the restroom, it would have to do.

Izuku whimpered silently, trying to not cry as his pussy tightened around her fingers. What went from easy and slick went to hard and rough. Momo instinctively began thrusting inside of his pussy as if her fingers were a dick.

"Momo," cried Izuku. "Momo, it feels so good."

"Let it feel good, Izuku. Let the pressure rise up," she cried to him. "Moan like a good girl. Tell the vice president what you want? Tell her, tell her, tell her." It was like any inhibitions she had were gone. If she had a strap-on, she wanted to fuck the adorable cinnamon roll brains out.

"Momo, I am feeling something. I am feeling something coming out," cried Izuku.

"Come for me, baby. Rain on me. Let out whatever you have," cried Momo excitedly as her thrusting went faster.

"Oh, God. Oh, God," cried Izuku. No longer covering his mouth. "I am coming. I am coming! I AM COMING!" Izuku felt his juices spraying out of his pussy like a broken faucet. Momo smiled as the juice sprayed out the moment she pulled out of his pussy. Izuku's pussy throbbed tremendously as his hips were shaking. The shivers of his body were convulsing until the orgasm ceased.

Izuku looked at Momo as she stared back at him. "Is that how a girl feels?"

Momo nodded in confirmation. "Better than that, Izuku. Better than that." She used his juices to enter into her mouth. It tasted of a woman.

"What if I don't come back to being a guy," questioned Izuku worriedly.

Momo pursed her lips before answering him. "Until we come across that route, do you want to continue to explore this sexuality of ours." She pursed her lips. "I won't tell if you won't."

Izuku stared at the vice president before nodding a yes for confirmation. Izuku wasn't satisfied. He wanted more.

To be continued….