Chapter 7: The Next Week

Kyoka woke up feeling dirty and sore in ways she had never been before. She also woke up too the sound of her phone blaring out a song that meant her parents were calling. With a groan, the **** girl walked over to her pile of clothes to get her phone, which then consisted of them teasing her for a good ten minutes about how she had been sooo sure that she'd be coming back home. She could tell that they had been worried too, yet they knew their little girl was no longer little nor a girl. She was a woman now, even if it meant her core ached to high hell.

With Denki still asleep, the rocker hopped into the hotel's shower alone to wash off all the fluids from last night, also letting the hot water help relieve her pain, if only temporarily. When she came out of it with damp hair and one of the hotel's robes wrapped tight around her lithe body, Kyoka checked on her stud, seeing that she was still conked out. What was Kyoka's solution to that? Plenty of kisses and nips to the sleeping futa's body, with a hefty focus on that lovely abdomen. It was a matter of time until Kaminari was blinking the sleep out of her eyes.

"Good morning, sunshine." Denki kinda slurred the words out, not too sure of what was going on due to being awake for like seven seconds.

"You stink, blondie. Go on and shower, then come back in here."

Before Kaminari could respond, Kyoka's phone would buzz again, prompting the blonde's curiosity. "Whuzzat?"

Jiro would check, as she wasn't too familiar with the notification sound, only to see that it was Mina. "You remember the story about the pink-skinned chick I helped out yesterday?"

"Saved more like, but yeah."

"Well it's her. She sent a picture-" She clicked on the text as she said that before turning crimson. The picture was of Mina's tits in what looked to be a leather corset, causing her breasts to look even bigger. It also barely covered enough pink skin to hide the futa's nipples from view, maximizing the amount of cleavage that could be seen. Sent immediately after Jiro saw the picture, Mina sent a simple text. 'Like what you see? <3'

Kaminari leaned in to see the cause of Jiro's sudden silence, then started to chuckle. "Well, you did say she was going to tease you. That's pretty hot."

At that response, Kyoka turned to look at Denki, her jaw hanging open as she did. "Y-You aren't mad that someone sexted me?"

"Well, no, duh. Send her something saucy back! How else you gonna get other gals in your harem without some flirting? I'd just like to meet her before adding her into the fold, you know?"

"Something... saucy?" Kyoka was rather surprised at Denki's response to this, though she was pleased.

The electric gal nodded at Kyoka, then seemed to get an idea. She yanked the phone out of Kyoka's hands right before pinning the rocker down to the bed. While Kyoka started to stammer out nonsense, Denki undid the white robe just enough to expose a view of Kyoka's inner side boob. Then Kaminari brought Kyoka's hands up over her head before snapping a picture of the inner side boob as well as Kyoka's embarrassed, blushing face. "There ya go. Send that to her!" The blonde idiot laid the phone on Jiro's stomach before hurrying off to take a shower.

Deciding to not simply leave Mina on read, the rocker would eventually gain the confidence to send that impromptu picture. The pink girl's response was basically immediate. 'Damn girly.' It was accompanied with a few googly eyed emojis that Jiro didn't really understand. 'How did you even take that pic?'

'The first gal in my harem took it. She wanted to make sure my response was, and I quote, saucy.' It was best to just be upfront about the harem stuff, yeah? That's what Kyoka thought at least.

'Oh yea? How many members you got?'

'Just the one. Very brand new. Looking for others.'

Mina seemed pleased at that. Why did Kyoka think that? Because after a few moments, Mina sent a text with a picture attached. 'Good! You better keep a spot open for me. I got a burning need for you.' The picture that was attached was of Mina's lower half clothed in some tight spandex, with a raging boner trapped inside. Kyoka could practically see it throbbing despite it being a still image.

Kyoka's response was just a saluting emoji. She had no idea what to say, and was way too flustered already to send another indecent sext. She had self-confidence issues, and bagging one idiot didn't mean she knew how to bag another one!

Well, she did. There was the notebook. She could use that to do pretty much anything. Yet, that would weigh heavily on her conscience. Changing people to fit into her preferred ideal felt way too close a line to villainy for the aspiring hero. She had accidentally done it with her first rule to see if it was even real. This was way too complicated a morality issue for Kyoka to really rationale out, so she had simply decided that changing individuals for Kyoka's benefit any more was a no-no and left it at that.

Now, changing establishment's to do her closeted perverted desires while still doing their intended purpose? Now that was fine. So, after hanging out with Denki a little bit longer until she had to get going back to her home, Kyoka would return to her own home, doing her best to get past her parents teasing and back to her room. After doing a bunch of test writings on a generic notebook, Kyoka soon came up with another few rules to add to the notebook. She did summon the book into physical reality for this.

'Old Rule: When U.A. University was founded, it was reasoned that the high sex drive of futa's would distract them from their studies, so they controversially made it so the students could fool around whenever they wished, so long as it wasn't during classes or kept someone from their classes. Due to the success that U.A. gathered with the rule, it became common for this to happen at other pro hero colleges as well. It is also common for harems that are fostered within U.A. stand a great chance of staying together well into the future.'

'Old Rule: Students and teachers of U.A. University may wear whatever they wish on campus.'

'New Rule: Ten years ago, U.A. created dorms for their students to use, both as a way to keep them safe as well as foster closer relationships between the students. These are shared dorms for two people. There are also empty dorm rooms specifically for harems to claim.'

It had been a few days since Kyoka had made those rules. She hadn't needed to do that much research to see if it had taken effect. The rocker had started a group chat between herself, Mina and Denki, just so the two dickgirls could get to know each other, and they were both eager to get into U.A., even more than they had been before. They both just have fantasies about it, don't they? Probably had wet dreams about walking into a hallway filled with people sucking each other off. What perverts, thought the person who made this into reality.

The purple-haired gal was in her room, passing time by practicing on her bass, when a knock at her door came. It was her futa mommy, Mika. "Jiro, honey, U.A. sent you a letter!"

She was on her feet instantly, opening the door just long enough to yank the letter out of her mother's hands, then went back into her room. She snapped the lock in place just before Mika could start knocking on it. "I want to know the results too! You better tell me and your mother as soon as you know, okay?"

Kyoka's hands were trembling just a bit once she sat back at her desk. She was nervous that she hadn't made the cut, and she couldn't let her supportive parents hear that she wasn't good enough. They had done way too much, helped more than enough, for her to just fail at the end. She would never find out if she didn't open the letter, though, so she **** her hands to open it up.

Out came a small device of sorts that instantly started projecting an image of All Might in all of her beauty. She was just as massive as she had been before she was a she. Easily seven feet tall with blonde hair done up in a V, though her hair did seem longer in the back. She was wearing a tan suit, and had her hands pressed to her hips. "Hello, young Jiro! Your results have come in, and I'm sure you're eager to know what those are. But first! I would like you to know that I shall be joining U.A. as one of their professors! Hence why 'I am here'! Now then, on we go, I have many of these things to record.

"You did great on the written exam. With that alone, you would be accepted into U.A.'s general course, yet you also went on to the physical exam! In there, you made a great showing with your takedowns of those menacing robots. Those ear jacks of yours pack quite the punch, don't they? Yet, that was not all you did! We only told you students how to earn points by defeating your enemies. Yet, a hero does not only fight! A hero also saves! And you did just that, by saving those who had overstretched and took on too many combatants. You also leaped in to save one of your comrades when the 0-pointer came out!

"So, with 38 battle points and 20 hero points, on behalf of U.A. University, I would like to welcome you into class 1-A. You have done well to make it this far, young Jiro, yet your journey is only just beginning. You will be pushed beyond your limits by your professors. You will be free to wear whatever you wish, or as little, and you are free to do whatever lewd actions you wish on campus, so long as you don't disrupt class! Move-in dates will be posted at a later date. We hope to see you there! Farewell!"

Kyoka had made it in. She was quick to let her parents know, tears streaming from all of them. They were so, so proud of her, and she was sure to let them know how thankful she was of them. Then she checked in on her friends, letting them know the good news. To her joy, both Mina and Denki had made it in to the same class. Life was fucking awesome.

(Author's Note: Hope you enjoyed this chapter. I know not much happened, but there are going to be chapters like that since I am trying to tell a story here. A horny story, but a story nonetheless. One more thing. I know that this has the reality changing notebook in it, but it ain't gonna be used in every chapter. It's use is honestly probably gonna lessen more and more as we go. So, if that ain't your style, I'm letting you know now.)