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Toru Hagakure did not deal well with fear. It was a fact of life. The sun rose in the east, water was wet, Toru Hagakure could not handle fear well. That was why when she saw the door snap shut and then lock itself, she let out a completely involuntary gasp. A gasp that her seeming captor managed to catch all the way from across the room. This was so unfair. She'd just wanted a peak. Just to see what kind of equipment he was packing. What was so wrong with that? Now she was about to get caught and then expelled. Would Nezu expel her? Maybe. She knew she was useful to him, but this was the second coming of All Might she was offending here. How could she play this?

Lost in her thoughts, she failed to move in time as his telekinesis settled upon her, and she found herself picked up by the unearthly force and carried over to her captor. Against common sense, she was remaining silent. Maybe he'd think he made a mistake if she just didn't speak. And then his fingers were on her. He started at her face, rubbing through it almost like he was committing all her facial features to memory. Just like her Grandmother used to. She whimpered at the thought. Why the fuck would her mind go there in this situation of all times?

"Hey hey hey. You're safe." His voice whispered to her. She almost chuckled at his words. He was misreading the situation.

"What do you want with me?" She finally broke her silence. His hands were on her shoulders now, and she was doing her best to lean into every touch. She was invisible, not intangible, but it felt like everyone forgot the difference once she awakened her quirk. It had been forever since she'd just had this. Touch from another person.

"Well, you snuck in her looking for something. I only felt it proper not to let you leave without getting a full show, don't you agree?" His deep voice asked, and she found herself nodding enthusiastically even before feeling like a fool because there was no way he could see her.

Nevertheless, he moved like he'd gotten her answer and removed his hands from where they'd been trailing over her breasts. She whined in disappointment from the loss of contact, but found herself thoroughly compensated as he reached down his own body and let the boxer shorts drop. It was massive. She'd seen so many. So many in her lifetime. Fellow students, teachers, even just random men in public bathrooms. She'd seen a lot in her time, and his was the biggest.

"Go on. You can touch it if you want" He said as he released her from his telekinetic grip, allowing her to land lightly on her feet. She flashed her eyes up to his face to check if he was being serious, and he did look so. Her eyes, unable to stay away for long, dropped down to his erect member. It was pointed right at her, she realised.

She reached out to touch it, dragging her hand back once he gasped at her touch. He gave her a look that seemed to say, 'go on, don't stop', and she listened. She reached out again, and this time instead of just touching with her index finger, she wrapped her whole hand around it. Just like she'd seen them do in the videos she watched when she was home alone and couldn't be disturbed by anyone. She could hear the way his breath shifted with each movement she made, and that was what made her begin to pump. Slowly at first, careful to avoid pulling too hard or anything like that. But the more he grunted in pleasure, the more she wanted to do. She added her right hand to her left. There was space enough for it, after all.

She pumped him with both hands, one after the other, moving them in context and enjoying the way he leaned into her touch. His hands landed on her again, pulling her chin upwards, and then it happened. He was kissing her. She would have thought her first kiss would have been magical, explosive, or anything like what she read about. But instead it was so different, but so much better. His lips were so soft. The way they moved against hers. She felt her mind go blank as her hands fell to her sides, and then there were hands wrapped around her. He lifted her, and almost instinctively, her legs wrapped around his waist.

She gasped at the feeling of his member on the outside of her folds.

A banging at the door brought her back to reason.

"Izuku, hurry up. Everyone is moving on to the pools" A voice sounded out from beyond the door. He stopped for a second, and then went right back to kissing her. Her lips moved to open up and allow his to meet them in a delicate dance that was interrupted a second time by further banging on the door.

"Izuku!"

"Coming Momo" He said as he let go of her and allowed her to plop down on her feet.

He seemed to communicate with her with nothing but his eyes and while she tried to parse the message, he was already moving. His swimming trunks rose up from the ground, and he stepped into them with the ease of long practice. Now dressed, he turned and left the room without so much as a look back.

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"What was that?" His best and oldest friend asked as he left the room.

"Nothing you need to worry about" He answered instantly, even while knowing that she was never going to drop the matter with a flimsy justification like that. But he didn't really care whether she found out or not. He and Momo were not exclusive. Neither of them were under that impression, and he'd made sure that they both stood on the same page when it came to understanding what they were, and more importantly what they were not.

We ended up being one of the last two to get to the pool. Not the complete last, as Hagakure wasn't here yet, and neither were Ochaco and Mina. Probably getting their outfits in order. Speaking of outfits, he turned to Momo and gave her an appreciative once over that she practically preened under. In a bikini, there were few people on the planet who could claim to have Momo beat. She did not just have the benefits of her genetics to lean on, but the advantage of years of exercise that was aimed at getting her in the best possible physical shape in preparation for a hero's career and the inherent stresses that came with it.

A full chest, hips that curved more than a circle's circumference, and legs that went on for an eternity. She had so much going for her that it was just plain unfair to everyone else. Not like I was in any position to complain. I knew what my powers had done to my appearance over time. There was a reason that even experienced heroes and older women like Nemuri were willing to bend over backwards to sate my every desire.

When everyone had assembled at the kick-off platforms, Aizawa gave one look around the group and then spoke, "Each length of the pool is 500 meters long. That means you need to complete four lengths to finish this race. For those of you with heads too empty to understand that, I mean that you must swim to the other end of the pool and back twice to finish the race. As usual, the scores will be awarded in the order in which you finish, with the last ten getting nothing. Unlike usual, this time you are not permitted to directly interfere with other participants' attempts to complete the race. Furthermore, the race must be completed through swimming. All participants must have at least 75% of their bodies submerged in the water at all times to escape disqualification." He read out the rules while pinning us all with his gaze. If his gaze lingered on Bakugo and Todoroki while he spoke, then it was no surprise. Both of them had the potential to make this a different sort of ballgame effortlessly if they were given the space.

Once he blew the whistle to begin the race, I pulled at my chosen array of powers and dove just like any professional swimmer would. Supercomputer, Superhuman, and Minor shapeshifting were the trio I went with. Superhuman gave me enhanced strength to push through the water and enough lung capacity that I did not need to surface to breathe for the whole period, and minor shapeshifting was just as the name said. Minor. I added some skin between my fingers and my toes to replicate the appearance and effectiveness of Webbed fins and feet.

I hit the water like a bullet, and allowed the initial momentum from the dive to carry me forward as far as it could. Then I swam towards the surface while still moving forward, and then broke the surface of the water with my hands and my heels while leaving my head completely submerged. I could hold my breath for as long as I needed to. In seconds, I had reached the wall of the pool, and was flipping smoothly to push off with my feet. As I swam, I kept my head forwards and could not risk a wandering eye for fear of slowing down. I did notice that no one near to me had hit the first wall before I did, and when I hit the second soon after, I could still see some forms moving to hit the first in the distance.

Keeping up the pace, I managed to lap Aoyama and Kirishima as I crossed the distance and completed my third length of the pool. For the last lap, I thought better of my approach and swapped minor shapeshifting for water manipulation and commanded the water to carry me across the distance far faster than I could have moved under my own power. The same water lifted me out of the pool and plopped me down on the very same dive board that I'd kicked off from to begin the race. Turning back to my swimming classmates, I found Tsuyu swimming the last few metres to finish the race herself. Doing some quick calculations, I found that she had either been very slightly behind me or very slightly ahead of me when I'd changed approaches. It turned out to be for the best that I did. I was first position, and undisputedly so.

Tsuyu came second as expected, and Momo came a shocking third with jet boots attached to her ankles. Considering she had to manoeuvre to turn them off at the end of each length and then turn them on again meant that she had lost precious seconds that allowed Tsuyu and I to creep in ahead of her. The rest of the room did not have quirks terribly suited for swimming of all things, so the rest of the race seemed to be decided by physical fitness more than it was by quirks.

With that said, it was no surprise that both Bakugo and Todoroki were neck and neck for fourth place. Mina came in at an easy sixth, and the rest of the pack struggled to complete the test in the end. After the last person finished, I turned to Aizawa, waiting for him to decide on the next task.

A/N; And now we have a complete chappy.

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