A Rage Induced Change

As she paces back and forth, Katsumi continues to grip her navel. Inside a swirling heat builds, right where that brat Izumi was able to land a blow. She figures it must be from that, just a deep bruise... a common wound just like she's had many times before. As she glances at the tryhard duo over on the couch, and Jiro currently scrolling on her phone, Katsumi's face grows flushed. There's no fucking way that pint-sized brat hurt her THIS much right?

Her scowl turning to a look of discomfort, Katsumi groans under her breath. She makes sure no one is looking, and turns away from any potential audience, ditching Jiro to find her way to the bathroom. She rushes down the hall, the heat inside her beginning to spread.

Suddenly, as she turns the last corner, she bumps into a classmate, knocking the both of them onto thr ground. Growling, Katsumi looks at thr culprit, finding Tenya Iida grabbing his glasses and trying to fix his face. "So sorry about that Bakugo..." He says formally, dusting himself off.

Katsumi, trying to deal with the turmoil inside herself is slow to get up. As the teacher's pet stands and reaches an arm out, she smacks it away, struggling to get her own feet under her before limping down the hall. "Out of my way glasses..."

Barging into the women's room, Katsumi locks herself in a stall and collapses onto the toilet. She pants heavily, unbuttoning her blazer in a hurry. "What... the hell... is wrong with me...?" The heat inside her reaches a boiling point, beginning to spread across her body. Katsumi reaches under her skirt, not in any lewd way... just to try and get this feeling under control. She grunts and squirms, her feet kicking under her as she shifts on the uncomfortable toilet seat.

As she struggles, her bangs, barely out of the way of her eye begin to obscure her vision. Hanging lower on her face, she brushes them out of the way as her hand plunges under her panties. "Fuck... so... hot..." She mutters, feeling her clothes grow tight around her chest. The hothead grits her teeth, pleasure beginning to flow from between her thighs, satiating that burning sensation within.

Finally, Katsumi feels that sweet relief building. Much quicker than usual, her fingers bring her to an emergency climax. She stifles her moans, trying to hide any outward signs of what she's really feeling inside.

Eventually the feelings begin to subside, the heat, the pleasure, they both fade away simultaneously. Though... with the last of the heat still inside her, it ignites one last change. Starting from her fingers, and running all the way up her arm, her skin begins to darken... taking on a new sun-kissed tone. Katsumi doesn't notice, simply catching her breath, as her face takes on a new look...

Barging out of the bathroom, Katsumi storms into the commons, her change seemingly unsuccessful in quelling her attitude. She glares at Jiro, who's made her way to the couch as she casually chats with Momo and Shoko. "Kyoka, come on!" She raises her voice from across the room, calling her 'friend' and disappearing upstairs.

The punk girl turns back, only to see that Katsumi has already left to her room. "Shit, uh... I'll talk to you guys later..." She says with a smile and a wave, rushing to catch up.