Jirou-1
This has been one of the most jarring weeks for the life of Jirou Kyoka. A student at UA academy. It wasn’t her life being thrown upside down to a family event, her parents get along fine. It wasn’t even failing an exam, her grades are great.
It was the metamorphosis, and change of one of her best friends and an object of a small crush in her class President in Yaoyorozu Momo.
The violet haired girl sat in class, waiting for it to begin as she looked at her phone.
“So like, you’ve noticed right Jirou?” Ashido Mina, one of her classmates and friends whispered to her.
“Notice what?”
“Come on, you’ve noticed!” The pink haired girl with the gold and dark eyes exclaimed. “Like seriously, you’d have to be blind not to notice Yaomomo. Not sure if the girl got new trainer, a boob and butt job, or just let herself go!”
The girl sighed. “Yeah, don’t remind me.” Kyoka wasn’t the most curvy or attractive of the girls in class. She’s been ranked near the bottom from that grape headed goblin’s in his ‘weekly hotness rankings’ and Kyoka was concerned for her friend both in her change in size and how it would affect her hero prospects.
Thankfully it seemed her newfound heft didn’t affect her too much. In fact her Creation Quirk only seemed to increase in potency somehow. Being able to conjure items faster and with better precision and quantity. It made hero exercises and passing them all the better, both in terms of academic achievement and in well… seeing Momo show more skin.
Whatever she did it’s helping her in hero course. And it isn’t slowing her down.” Kyoka muttered.
“Like how you do in the marathon runs~” Mina smirked and Kyoka grumbled. “I see you trailing her. Hard not to notice when you can hear her clapping and wobbling.”
“Shut up.” Kyoka’ ear jacks angled towards the pink haired girl like snakes as the punk rock girl blushed deeply.
“And there’s totally that tramp stamp in her tummy. Like damn, she’s totally dating an American guy outside of class.” Mina mused. “Whelp, first bird catches the worm Jirou, just gotta live and learn.”
“Don’t remind me.” She grumbled as she saw Ochako look at her phone, ignoring Izuku walking into class chatting happily. He was… even wiping some lipstick off his cheek.
“Man, to think Izuku got a girlfriend too.” Mina mused, going to her phone. “I was able to get this off of Kaminari too.” She showed a picture… and Jirou’s eyes bulged out of her head. A woman that reminded her of Momo, but not so much flashing those massive fat tits of hers with a scowl on her face, and looked so… lewd!
“How did you get this!?” She whispered.
“I flashed him my butt.” Mina responded as Kyoka huffed.
“Course you would…”
“But yeah, Ochako’s been down about it. Our ole Deku got hitched to an utter babe.”
The door to class opened as the familiar sight of Hagakure Toru walked on in. “Heya! Yao Momo’s coming.” The invisible perky girl said as she trotted on over. “Heya Ashido. Jirou!”
“Sup Toru.” Mina waved.
“Hey.” Kyoka mused as her eyes were glued to the door, ready to see Momo walk on in. She’s been getting a bit bigger day by day… and came in with a ‘full breakfast’ belly.
Time for her eyes to feast.
Momo entering the classroom had become quite the daily event. Mostly because everyone would marvel at how big she had grown. At first they'd catch a glimpse of her absolutely titanic tits and enormous gut as she waddled into the room. With an expression of bliss like someone who had just reached nirvana. She'd usually have something to eat in her hands, and today was no exception. It was the remains of some cake that Jirou would have been sure was once a full wedding cake.
The rest of the students quickly made room for her as she walked forward. Each step causing a minor earthquake on her body that caused every single little bit of flesh on her to wobble and jiggle. While of course many were still shocked by this weight gain there were more than a few who were rather...aroused. While she had felt embarrassed at first she felt rather proud now she was getting such a reaction.
Momo giggled as she noticed Izuku try not to look at her enormous ass that knocked desks that were too close together aside. Some boys didn't even seem to bother pretending not too look. Kaminari was near hypnotised by the swaying of her ass, so much so Momo was sure he would do anything she said. She smiled as she heard Izuku muttering something about changing his girlfriend's diet.
"Good morning everyone." She said to Mina, Toru and Kyoka with a smile on her face, "Isn't it a lovely morning~?"
"You've said that for the past month," Mina said in a teasing tone, "Any particular reason you've been in a good mood?"
Mina had been asking that question for a month too, and it was obvious she had an ulterior motive. She wanted to know what caused Momo's drastic body change. And in Mina's world there was only one reason a gal would change her body so drastically. While she had no concrete evidence she knew Momo had fallen in love.
"Oh...nothing..." Momo said, still giving the same response. She went to her desk, specially modified for her new weight. A "Quirk mutation" was enough to explain what had happened to most people and anyone who tried to pry more was shut down. Emilio had helped of course, like he had helped with her parents. She had been dreading the meeting but somehow her parents had completely accepted the young man...even talking of wedding arrangements, ah it was so embarassing.
Momo looked to her best friend, who seemed a little out of it at the moment.
"Jirou, everything okay?" She asked as her gut wobbled as she turned to face Kyoka.
Jirou was heating up as she looked over at Momo, seeing her curves wobble and jiggle. “I ummm… kinda…” she saw Mina giving her a look, and the punk rock girl promised she would stick her jacks into her and make her feel the same as Mineta and Kaminari whenever they acted up.
“I wanna… find time for us to, we’ll, talk. I’ve been meaning to talk to you on aaaaaaa…” she saw the absolute TROLL look on Mina’s face.
‘You are so jacked.’ Kyoka promised. “School project.” She uttered, cursing her insecure self for not getting to the heart of the matter. No difference, she will just approach her privately and talk to Yaomomo. “Need some, well, questions I wanna ask like, in private.” She fiddled with her earphone jacks.
At the very least, she can get a clue on why Momo changed.
Why she eats a wedding cake. Why she is wearing a golden ring.
And why in gods name does she have an American flag tramp tattoo on her belly. If she can just… tell her how she feels. Get this off her chest, even if it means her being shot down, then at the least she can find some degree of closure. Or was this is all just some prank and Yaomomo had a prankster side to her she never knew.
Still… PE will be fun… since it’s before lunch.
Seeing Momo in her tightening. Taut. PE uniform and…
Oh god she’s gonna need to use her lunch break just to get some release!
"Of course Jirou..." Momo said, already feeling a sense of trepidation. It would have been easier if Emilio were here, he was such a natural at smoothing things over. Still, it had been inevitable ever since Kyoka had first seen her in that costume shop. Kyoka was so awkward around Momo now, avoiding her during lunch, not looking at her, constantly looking frustrated. Momo had never told her what was going on and as her best friend that must have frustrated her. "Class is starting soon so perhaps...during lunch break?"
“S-sure. That works.” Kyoka replied, seeing the rest of class file on in. Ochako sighed, lost in her own world as she didn’t give Izuku even a glance. Kyoka knew why, the girl had her eye on Izuku for ages.
And now he gets hitched to some taller. Sexier looking black haired babe she lost her chance.
A small part in the punk rock girl’s heart hoped her chance didn’t leave yet either.
Class went on, with Momo performing her duties greatly. And then PE came around and everyone was running about on the track for cardio. She ran near the back, jogging side by side with the massive brunette with her eyes going back and forth between following the others… and her eyes and ears glued to several things
BOING BOING BOING
CLP CLP CLP CLP
‘Fuck fuck fuck fuck,’ Kyoka thought to herself as she tried to run to herself. They were nearing the last leg of their five mile run. And the girl was ready to tap out, but Momo kept on trucking rod bless her.
And she couldn’t tell but… was that sweat or was her tattoo… glowing slightly??
Momo certainly was struggling, her entire body was flopping around. While she had the endurance to go all night with Emilio it certainly didn't translate to speed. Considering her weight she didn't feel unhealthy, it was just all the extra stuff she had to carry around took a toll on her after a while.
Her body glistened with sweat as her breasts, ass and butt all bounced up and down hypnotically. If one were to look for too long they'd probably end up under her spell. Momo steadied her breathing and tried to keep on going. She wasn't going to come in first in this run, but she was going to make sure she could complete it.
As Momo ran she felt a strange tingling sensation on her belly. It was a pleasant buzz that seemed to compel her to keep going. After all that was what Emilio wanted. She looked over at Kyouka and smiled,
"Certainly...pant...a grueling....pant...run..." Momo said, panting as she moved in closer to Kyoka.
“Yeah… haaa haaa… definitely… last leg though… we can haaa… do it.” Kyoka replied as she ran side by side isn’t her, ogling her. As did several others of the class. They eventually made it, Kyoka running with her hands behind her head as she saw Momo waddle over to a bench and sat down.
“Phew… wanna… hit the showers? Lunch is up…” the girl replied as she saw how Momo’s blue PE uniform soaked in across her body. Clinging nicely and tightly… and her glistening sweat only made the girl hotter and warmer.
"Ha...ha...haaaaaaaaaa!" Momo was feeling exhausted and sweaty, and not in the good way like after a night with Emilio. She looked over at Kyoka...who's PE uniform was clinging to her making her slim figure look rather nice. Momo bit her lip, she was an (almost) married woman she couldn't just oogle other people like that.
"That...sounds rather nice..." Momo said, trying to keep visions of a naked Kyoka out of her head, "Then maybe we can...have our talk..."
Momo wasn't looking forward to it, but it had to be done sooner rather than later.
“That’s sounds good.” Kyoka said, offering a hand. “Everyone else is heading over. The girls gonna shower together.” She mused as she walked back, helping her up as Momo stumbled a bit, brushing her with her udders.
And it made the girl freeze and stammer.
“S-shall we?” She asked, biting her lip as everyone began to funnel towards the showers. Ochako first,given how she just wants to get in and out of here.
Soon they all got inside, and Momo and then she’d their blue PE uniforms to be taken to the laundry facility what with their school clothes in lockers.
And Kyoka turned as she shed her bra and panties, getting in a shower stall… it was big enough for two people if need be, given how US accommodated so many different people with different quirks…
And she sees momo wadding towards her… her slender skinny form that was a twig compared to Yaomomo and her thick plump glory…
“Hey…” Kyoka turned on the water, stepping to the water to let the bustier and hippier Momo on in. “So ummm… I’ve been meaning to uhhh… ask ya something.” She murmured, fiddling with her jacks as she stood naked before her crush.
Momo couldn't help but be distracted by Kyoka's body. As slight as it was compared to her gargantuan form Momo couldn't help but stare at her friend's butt. While her's was now bigger there was just something about Kyoka's ass that made it looks so...sculpted. Almost like a "quality over quantity" comparison between her enormous buttocks and Kyoka's. While yes her's caught more eyes if you fed Kyoka on the same meals as Momo well....
Good god it could turn out magnificent....
"Oh um...y-yes what was it you wanted to talk about?" Momo asked, trying not to get lost in her daydreams as she entered the stall.
Despite it's special design it was still bit of a tight squeeze for the pair. Kyoka had room to move of course but there would be plenty of opportunities to "accidentally" bump into Momo is she so wished for it.
“Okay ummm… first off…” Kyoka took a deep breath as the water turned on and she took the shampoo to scrub her hair. “What’s the deal with the ring and the tattoo. Do you… have a boyfriend?” And then a thought entered the mind.
“Did your parents arrange a marriage with you to some greasy old American tycoon to better your family economically!?” Kyoka blurted out, drawing upon the twisted conclusion that could come between 1%era and the like. “I mean, why else would you blow up in a week. It’s comfort eating isn’t it!”
Wow. Talk about off the mark. By miles
There it was, the question that Momo had been dreading, something that she knew would have to come up. She was about to confess to everything, when Kyoka came out with the most bizarre theory she had heard. Momo's expression quickly turned from one of concern to one of sheer mirth. She couldn't help herself and she burst out laughing.
"An arranged marriage? To some old American tycoon!? Hahahahaha!" Momo said, wiping a tear from her eye. If this was what Kyoka had been thinking than anything else would be better. She had been so nervous and her friend had (albeit unintentionally) soothed her nerves. Momo threw her arms around Kyoka and held her thin body close to her.
"I do have a boyfriend...and he is why I am like this," Momo said in a soothing tone, "However, he's not some awful American tycoon...well he is an American but he's such a wonderful young man~. I bet if you met him you'd see why I am like this..."
It was then when a thought struck Momo. She wondered if Lio would approve of their relationship being a little...open. Momo had had some...thoughts about Kyoka before she had met Lio, and the idea of a relationship with all three would be...nice.
"Perhaps you could meet him..." Momo said, "What if you were to come to my house after school!"
Kyoka blinked as Momo began laughing, and then the plumped up brunette began to explain everything as she stood under the water. So she does have a boyfriend… but he sounded nice, but he was also responsible for making Momo this fat!
Not like it interferes with her hero course work of course. Kyoka nodded, crossing her arms and thinking. And then came Momo’s embrace that made the punk rock girl freeze up and heat up all at once, her face becoming beat red.
“I-uhh okay! Well… when you put it like that, I guess I wouldn’t mind meeting them.” She twirled her Jack in her hands, patting Momo on the back as she hugged back, content to be in her plump embrace.
Momo did sound excited to introduce her to him. “Was it your or him with the American flag tattoo though?” She asked, poking Momo’s tummy where that womb tattoo was out front and center as she backed away, lathering her hair and letting Momo time under the shower head.
Momo moved under the showerhead. She was now giving Kyoka a nice view of her enormous belly that bounced with even the slightest movement. The American Flag tattoo was showing proudly, almost brushing against Kyoka. Momo giggled again as she let the warm water trickle down her body.
"It's part of his Quirk," Momo explained, though she didn't quite understand it herself. "I was marked like this when...."
Then Momo blushed and looked away.
"When we were...intimate..."
Kyoka took in a deep breath, realizing just how far her friend went with this boy. “So… you guys went all the way?” She asked, blushing as she remained against the wall to let Momo wash up. “Wait, part of his quirk!? What do you mean by that!” That sent some warning sirens in her head.
Unbeknownst to her, the American flag began to glow lightly.
it’s fine… see… for yourself…
See for herself? Yeah, she will be the judge of that. “Well, I guess I wouldn’t mind meeting him.” Kyoka murmured.
"Oh he can explain it to you better than I can," Momo said, waving her hand dismissively, "And yes multiple ways in fact~."
Momo's slightly flirtatious tone would have seemed out of character for her a month prior, yet somehow it now felt rather natural.
"Excellent," Momo said, clapping her hands together, "Why don't we meet him today!? Are you free after this?"
“Yeah I am. Just gotta let my folks know.” Kyoka replied as she finished washing her hair in the water. She stepped out of the shower, letting Momo finish washing up as he looked at her plumper rump. She has gotten a lot more flirty lately… has her boyfriend been the cause? Then again, she’s gotten a lot more confident too.
“So, where does he live? Inside Tokyo or something?” Kyoka asked as she began to dry off.
"Oh right next to me," Momo said as she finished off the last of her washing and began the long task of drying off every part of her body. It was especially hard to get those nooks and crannies, usually she had Emilio to help her.
"In fact....he's going to be staying at my house tonight." Momo said with a smile.
Kyoka’s head whipped around fast as she saw Momo conjure a hair dryer with a battery back from her hips for her to dry off faster. Her eyes wide. “Wait, you’re next door neighbors. With that, compound of yours? Jeez it must be a 200 meter walk to and from your houses!” She exclaimed as Momo stepped out and began drying herself with the dryer and towels. Kyoka was heading towards her locker and began putting on her clothes.
“So like, when did you two first start dating? Like, last week or something?” She inquired, finishing putting on her uniform.
"Oh well....something like that..." Momo muttered, it was a pretty big walk. Her new physique had made it difficult to go to and from her house. Luckily Lio was more than willing to come to her house or order and uber for her.
"When did we start dating...hmmm...well it was probably..." Momo thought back, it had felt like she had known Emilio for years now, but she knew that wasn't really the case, "Oh I remember, about a week ago yes that's exactly right!"
Kyoka blinked. A week ago?
“I see… that makes sense considering your… change.” The punk rock girl mused as she stepped aside. Now that doubt in the back of her head came roaring back. That pregnant looking lady and that kid… that wasn’t Momo and her new boyfriend wasn’t it!?
“Well, can’t wait to meet him then.” Kyoka said as she saw Momo waddle up to her locker and begin to get changed into her undies and clothes.
Soon enough they were both dressed and out of UA’s locker room, and went into class… things went on as usual until school let out. And it was time to visit this paramour of Momo’s…