Sitting in a Clinic Exam room, Ochaco Uraraka finished explaining everything to Recovery Girl. The elderly woman sat quietly as she contemplated what she had heard. Leaning against the wall by the door to the clinic waiting area, Aizawa was silent.
She nodded slowly, “Yeah… I don’t think my sense of touch has dulled but it’s still scary…” Explained Ochaco as she reached over and touched the armrest of the chair she sat in. She could still feel the cool plastic of the material it was made from, and the cold feel of the metal bolt that secured it to the wire frame that made up the chair. “Is, this permanent?” she asked nervously.
“I can’t be sure Miss Uraraka. This virus is unlike anything anyone has ever encountered before. All of the effects still haven’t been catalogued, to say nothing of lasting effects after recovery. This could very well be temporary, full sensation could come back in a week, or a month, or never. And we don’t know if this effect is unique to everyone or just to you based on your genetics and quirk.”
“I, I see…” Ochaco said dejectedly.
“Take heart young lady, you said you did still have some sensation, correct?” asked Recovery Girl.
Ochaco nodded, though she neglected to inform her just HOW BIG the dildo she used had been. This was embarrassing enough as it was already. Recovery Girl then took a couple of blood samples to run tests on before allowing her and Aizawa to leave.
On their way out of the hospital, Aizawa spoke to her, “I am sorry that this has happened to you. But I should tell you, that even if you’re not feeling any pleasure, the purpose behind this course is still being served. All the sexual activity is boosting your quirk’s strength. However, if you wish to drop from this course, I will not hold it against you.”
Ochaco looked up at him, “Aizawa-sensei, thank you. But, No, I won’t drop it. I want to get stronger, there are things I want to do as a hero, and I’ll do what I need to achieve them.”
He nodded, “Well put.” he told her, patting her back before taking her back to the campus. “I’m proud of you.”
Ochaco returned to the dorms after leaving the hospital, still wondering what was going on. Recovery Girl promised to contact her the moment her test results came in, but that would take a day at the very least. She was thankful that most of the class was out for more weekend classes. Of those still here she’d only run into Momo and Kyoka in the common area. The two of them were watching some romantic movie on the big screen in the common area. A normal enough thing, only both of them sat completely naked!
When asked, they told her it was easier to get used to doing all of these lewd acts if they spent more time shedding inhibitions. Though both agreed that doing that around Mineta wasn’t a bright idea, as his nosebleeds would likely permanently stain the floors. Sighing softly, Ochaco went back to her room and grabbed her toiletries before going to the baths.
Leaving her clothes in one of the baskets of the changing area, Ochaco bathed and let herself soak for about twenty minutes. She mainly just wanted to try the new soap Momo had gotten her as a gift while she was in the hospital. The stuff they washed her with there did a fine job cleaning, but smelled of nothing but antiseptic. The bar she left in the gift basket was some of the nicest smelling soap she’d ever encounter. Ochaco didn’t like to think about how much it had to cost, but it was nice to finally feel and SMELL clean.
Once she left the bath, Ochaco grabbed the basket she’d left her clothes in and stopped. She thought about it for a few minutes, pacing back and forth before upending the basket in the laundry hamper and walking naked back out into the common area. She could feel her entire body blushing, but felt a little better when she walked through the common area and neither Momo or Kyoka said a thing.
She then went to the kitchen, feeling suddenly very hungry, ‘Maybe we have some of those instant lunches left,’ she thought to herself. Deku had tried to be nice the other day and brought one of her favorites, but then he… A deep red tinge spread from her toes to the top of her head at the memory, “Why didn’t I just close the door…” she berated herself.
“Um, the kitchen doesn’t have a door…” said a voice just inside the kitchen. Ochaco yelped and nearly hit the ceiling as she jumped when she saw Eijiro Kirishima standing in front of the fridge, a bottle of soda in one hand. She quickly tried covering her breasts and pussy with her hand as she turned away and hunched over slightly. The embarrassment lasted only a moment though when she realized he was naked too. She’d seen him shirtless many times, so it didn’t register fully that he wasn’t dressed thanks to the island kitchen counter obscuring his lower body.
Ochaco managed to recover herself a little, though she couldn’t help but feel bashful still as she walked around the counter. “Um, hi Kirishima, do you know if we still have any of those instant meals with the mochi?”
Kirishima set his bottle on the counter and opened the freezer, “Lemme see, yep, there’s one left, here.” he said as he handed her the box. She accepted the box and nodded her thanks, feeling her cheeks heating up as she finally got a good look at his penis.
“Hmm, what?” he asked with a blink.
“Waaah, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to stare!!!” she blurted out, bowing to him repeatedly in apology.
Kirishima chuckled and shook his head, “It’s fine, really, I’m flattered.” he told her. He then took the box from her, “Here, I’ll nuke that for you.” he said as he tore open the side of the box and took out the tray inside, “Feel free to look at my ass all you want.” he said with a wink.
Ochaco blushed again and made a soft whining sound as he prepared the meal for her. She tried to tell him she could do it herself, but he just replied, “Also, welcome back. I know you just got out of the hospital, take it easy for a bit.”
He then hardened his left hand and used his palm to pry off the cap of his soda bottle. A pretty neat trick with his quirk. Five minutes later, the microwave pinged and he took the meal out and handed it over to her. Ochaco thanked him again and decided to eat it outside on the back porch of the dorm.
It was strange eating outside while completely naked, strange, but also a little exciting. Somehow it made her meal taste better as she quickly devoured the entire thing, saving the mochi ball for last.
“Wow, you must’ve been hungry.” said Kirishima’s voice as he came out from the door, “Not that I blame you, hospital food sucks.”
Ochaco nodded in agreement, but couldn’t think of anything to say as she was at nearly eye-level with his dick, which was currently standing fully erect! Ochaco’s cheeks turned red as tomatoes as she tried and failed to look away.
“Oh, crap, sorry, Yaomomo and Jiro were kinda making out in the other room…” he said, rubbing the back of his head.
“Oh! Well, that’s, understandable…” she admitted. Most guys liked watching girl-on-girl stuff. She didn’t hold it against them, but still, Kirishima was so, big… Bigger than Shoto was by a wide margin, even now she could see the veins throbbing along the sides of his shaft as it drooped slightly under its own weight. A familiar heat welled up between her legs and Ochaco squeezed her thighs together as she lightly chewed her lower lip.
“Umm… If you want… I guess, I could help with that…” she said, blushing even as she said it.
“Huh? Well, I’d appreciate it, but, I don’t want you to feel obligated or anything. You just came back after all.” he said.
“That’s WHY I’m offering, I need to catch up to everyone!” she said, steeling her nerves and sitting up a little straighter, “So just come over here already and lemme su… Su… Suck your cock!!!”
Kirishima chuckled, “Next time try not to sound so nervous. It’s kind of a mood killer.”
Ochaco pouted, “Would you just come over here already!?”
“Alright, alright, you know, you can be scary when you want to be.” he told her as he came over. She ignored him as he stepped down off the porch and moved to stand in front of her. Ochaco gulped at the sheer size of his cock, easily twice as big as Shoto’s, and just a little thicker.
‘Maybe… Maybe this time…’ she thought as she reached out and grabbed his dick in both hands. She again marveled at the feel of it, the soft skin covering something so ridiculously hard beneath. She opened her mouth wide and took a deep breath before sliding that thick length between her lips.
As before, Ochaco didn’t feel any response from her gag reflex, only a dull ache in her jaw from the sheer thickness of his dick. Ochaco let out a long low moan as she slowly took Kirishima’s length down her throat, she could feel her neck bulging from his girth as it reached down deeper and deeper.
“GUMMMMPH, MMMPH, MMMPH, MMMMPH…” she moaned, more to vibrate her throat than anything else as she knew the guy would like that. ‘Why!? Why don’t I feel anything?!’ she asked herself, right now she’d welcome the gagging feeling just to know her body was still working right! Still moaning, Ochaco slowed her movements, making sure to suck on his cock hard as she pulled her head back, her lips dragging out along his length as she looked up at him.
Kirishima groaned at the feel of her mouth, his hands at his sides as he stood in front of her. Ochaco almost wished he’d be rough with her, maybe then…? She mentally shook her head, she didn’t like the idea of rough stuff, it just didn’t feel right to her.
“HMMMPH, MMMPH, MMMPH…!” she moaned again, feeling Kirishima’s pubes pressing against her nose as she deepthroated his rod. Worse than not feeling her throat reacting was what she DID feel between her legs! Her pussy was practically on fire! She was already sitting in a puddle of her own juices as she moved her head back and forth faster. She wanted to feel this thing inside, she found herself imagining the friction it would cause, and how good it would all feel. She’d never be able to admit it out loud, but Ochaco didn’t just want to have sex, she wanted to CUM! She wanted to feel so good she screamed and moaned and begged for more with a goofy look on her face!
“Ooooh, man, sl… Slow down… Urara…” Kirishima groaned and Ochaco realized the world around her was almost a blur she was moving her head so fast. With a light whimpering noise, she slowed, then stopped, pulling her head back and free without so much as a cough. Kirishima’s cock flung out of her mouth and wetly smacked against her face. It felt hot, so hot, and she could smell herself and him on it. A heady musky scent that made her dizzy and horny at the same time.
‘Please, let this work…’ she pleaded internally as she got up and turned around. Placing her hands against the sliding glass door, Ochaco presented her ass to him. She then turned back to look at him with the same fierce expression she’d given him before. He nodded and walked back up onto the porch. Ochaco silently prayed as she felt the tip of his cock against her pussy just before he slammed his entire length inside!
“HAHAAH…!” she gasped as she felt his cock reaching deep inside!
But that was all she felt.
Closing her eyes tight, Ochaco fought back tears as all she could really feel was a sense of displacement within. She could feel his cock, feel it moving in and out of her as he swung his hips. She heard the loud SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! of his pelvis against her rounded butt, the sensation of her heavy tits wobbling around like a pair of cow udders, but there was no real pleasure in any of it, not like what she felt when masturbating, not even close!
“Nnnnnmh, ha… Harder…” she said, “Do it harder!!”
“You sure?” he asked.
“Just do it!!” she chided him, then let out a fake moan as he began pounding into her more roughly. Her breasts bounced back and forth more wildly, and Kirishima reached around her to grab them both, squeezing them tightly in his hands.
“Hhnnnmmmm… More… Just keep going, don’t stop… Please…!!!” she begged desperately.
“You got it!” he said, and Ochaco falsely moaned again, rolling her hips back against his thrusts as she tried not to cry. She then felt a liquid warmth inside her as Kirishima groaned and slammed his length all the way inside, her stomach distending slightly from his length at that top of her womb.
“Ahhhh, c… Cumming…” she moaned, feeling bad because her situation hadn’t changed, and she was lying to a friend. She then opened her eyes and looked inside, and felt the blood draining from her face as Deku looked back at her from the other side of the door.
“WAH!!! DEKU, I… I… Um… Hi?” she said meekly.
“Uh, hi.” was Deku’s only reply.
(Story by User: SailorIo)