Fun With a Librarian

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The gears turning in her head, Uraraka comes up with a plan. This woman obviously seems caring enough, and taking the library is for the greater good... swallowing her anxiety, she shrinks into herself, suddenly acting much more fearful. "Uhm... yeah... some super scary guys came and took my shirt... I'm like, really far from home too."

Lying about her situation doesn't sit right with the heroine, but it's a necessary sacrifice to get all these nerds pumped full of plastic and hormones. Hoping her little show worked, she waits for the librarian's response, her eyes scanning Uraraka's face for any kind of deception.

Quickly the stern and suspicious look on the woman's face drops as her initial worry returns. "Oh dear... Come on, follow me and we can get you some help." She says, reaching out for Uraraka's hand.

Taking the woman's hand, the two move deeper into the building, the woman carefully walking in front of Uraraka in an attempt to block her breasts from public view. "Im so sorry this happened, we'll get you some clothes and a way to get you home... Do you know what the men that did this look like?" She asks, whispering back to Uraraka.

Shaking her head, the bimbofied UA student absentmindedly looks around at the patrons, most huddled over a computer or at a table reading. Catching a glimpse of a couple looking over some books in the manga section, a man stares back at her, his gaze confident, and a grin on his face. He seems unusually muscular as well... His apparent girlfriend next to him tugs on his shirt, trying to get his attention, but instead he shrugs her off, moving towards Uraraka. It takes a moment for it to click, but quickly she realizes... "He's gotta be infected..."

"What was that dear?"

Her attention drifting back to the librarian, Uraraka smiles dreamily. "Oh, nothing babe~"

Back in a storage room downstairs, Uraraka sits on a foldout chair, leaning back and arching her back in an obviously sensual way as she watches the librarian search the nearby shelves. "We have plenty of old clothes that have been found down here... Usually we donate them, but you're in luck, we have quite a bit right now." She mutters, going over the expertly organized boxes. "Just gotta find something that would fit..."

As she stands on her toes, her short heels lifting in the air, the woman reaches for a particularly high box, her attention completely away from Uraraka. Staring at her ass, the bimbo sighs and spreads her legs, her bare pussy feeling extra needy after going so long without attention. "Mmm~ What did you say your name was?" She asks, circling the outer edges of her sensitive bits.

Without looking back, the woman let's out a small gasp. "Oh! I'm sorry I guess I never introduced myself properly. I'm Miss Yamamoto, Rina Yamamoto." She says, straining her voice as she reaches up to grab a large t-shirt. "Maybe this one? No she's much larger than that..."

Uraraka giggles. "Did you like, memorize the size of my tits or something? See something you like?"

Rina shakes her head. "No no... nothing like that. That's just something to do with my quirk. You see, I have an expert memory, once I learn or see something, I never forget..."

Uraraka tilts her head, her eyes roaming over Rina's shapely figure. Her mind wanders, imagining being able to play back an intense fuck session in her mind perfectly. "Ooh, sounds hot~"

Just then, as Rina continues her search, the doorknob to the door begins to turn slowly. Glancing over, Uraraka watches as the slightly himbofied man peaks his head in. Grinning widely, she puts a finger to her lips, telling him to be quiet, but to come in. He glances over at Rina, nodding as he tip-toes inside.

God, Uraraka's body is on fire. A hot stud sneaking into the room around an authority like Rina for something dirty... It's such a turn on. Slowly, he sneaks over to Uraraka's chair, kneeling down and whispering in her ear. "Hey, why'd you run earlier? Thought I caught you staring~"

Giggling softly, she leans back to him. "I was~ Just gotta deal with miss prude first..."

Looking over, the man smirks, standing up and cracking his knuckles. He gives Uraraka a thumbs up and moves closer to Rina, grabbing his shirt and unbuttoning it.

Finally finding something, Rina holds a very large dress in her hands. Reading the tag, she nods. "There, this should fit well enough... Though I must say, this place really is a mess. Whoever put this here really should read the labels on the boxes..." She complains flatly, a frown on her face.

Turning around, she looks up toward Uraraka, only to jump back as she's met with the sight of the man, only inches from her face. "Ah! Who- Who are you, what are you doing?!" Her adrenaline spikes, her arms going up to protect her face, the large dress draping between her and the man. Her mind racing, she remembers his face, she saw him just minutes earlier as she brought Uraraka down here... "S-Sir? Your girlfriend? Did you lose her?"

The man chuckles, grabbing the dress and slowly lowering it, revealing Rina's face. "No, she hasn't been in the mood for anything fun all day, figured I'd try and liven the atmosphere~" His voice is deep, and sends a pulse of pleasure into Uraraka. A tingle runs up her spine as she stands up, biting her lip as she watches him come on to Rina.

Before the librarian can protest further, her eyes go wide as the man leans in, lips locking with her own. Too weak to push him off, she backs into the wall as he reaches out, his rough hands finding her meager chest under her thick sweater.

Uraraka watches on intensely... Fully ready to join in once they're ready. She licks her lips, reaching into her purse to find a useful toy. Before her, the man groans into Rina's mouth, hunching over her and blocking her form. Inside, his body begins to grow hot... the himbo energy within him blooming as he turns further.

Tensing his body, he feels his muscles bulge, his dick in his pants threatening to break free. Stubble already on his face grows thicker, and his eyes gain a newfound intensity. He growls, ripping at his pants until his huge cock springs out, ready to fuck the librarian and her bimbo slut friend.

Behind him, Uraraka tries to see what's happening, pulling out her trusty pink dildo. She grips it tightly, unable to see past the back of the hulking man. "Hey, you two done yet or what?" She asks.

After a few moments, the man looks back to her amd steps to the side, his pants torn and on the floor, his massive cock stands erect, showing Uraraka just how ready he is. But standing behind him... Rina pants heavily, her hair a mess and her clothes tight. Having been infected, the bimbo energy has changed her body, gifting her with the tools to satisfy such an insatiable young man like the one in front of her. She stares at Uraraka, then down at the cock in front of her, her mouth beginning to water. "What... what just happened?"