Interlude: Uraraka's Hard Work

A long, flat prairie extended in front of Uraraka, occasionally dotted with cute pink flowers amidst green blades of grass. The sun shone brightly in the horizon, but weirdly enough the sky was still blue, and the big ball of light didn't hurt to look at.

"Uraraka-san~!" A familiar, sweet voice called out to her, making her ears tingle with excitement. She turned back right as a gust of wind blew her hair back, finding the green-eyed boy she was crushing on smiling at her, offering his hand to help her get up. Ah, she was sitting on the grass all this time. Still confused, but all too eager to play along whatever was happening, she took his hand, finding it so warm and nice to hold; it was something she wished she could do more often.

When their fingers touched, his bushy hair grew flowers in a floral crown pattern - flowers of impossible colors and patterns, like when you stare really hard at one picture for too long and then move your eyes to a different one before they can recover. Her tummy growled a little, but she wasn't hungry, and it was too early for her to consider being in love either.

"Let's go, everyone's waiting for us!" Together they ran across the prairie, laughing and basking in their youthful ways. They never followed any specific path, yet somehow she felt they were heading somewhere regardless. Once they came across a mountain, she touched her own body to fly over it eventually, while she watched the adorable lad running in green lightning streaks at incredible speeds through the rocky terrain.

She finally landed on the other side of the mountain, getting ready to descend, when she saw that green streak of lightning enter a dark cave. "Deku-kun?" No response. She made her way into the cave; despite feeling like she experienced many perils and scary moments, it also felt like those things went by in a flash, completely unimportant to her goal and therefore unworthy of attention.

The rosy-cheeked girl finally found him. Yet, she felt like she was intruding on something. Izuku's tongue was being greedily fought over by three different women, one of which she recognized as Jiro from her class. Likewise, his pants had been lowered by three other girls, who slurped on what she could only assume was his cock and balls from every angle they could press their mouths against. One of them she recognized as Kodama, who didn't even have to kneel down to work his cock like the other two, who she saw were Midnight and Recovery Girl of all people. His hands were busy groping even more girls farther from his body, knuckle deep in two different pussies that rotated to satisfy incoming girls now and then.

"D-Deku... -kun?" Hand meeting her mouth, she turned around as if she just caught someone watching a raunchy scene, her entire body heating up in a deep blush. As much as it stung just a little to see the object of his affection surrounded by other women, all of them sexually gratifying him, she couldn't help but be turned on. Her parents had taught her about faithfulness, romance and safe sex, and she had never even thought about someone dating so many people at once. It was inconsistent with what she thought she knew about love and sex.

And yet... they all looked so happy. ****, even, for his attention and affection. And she knew that deep down, she felt much the same. Her pussy ached at the sight of his busy fingers and hard cock, wishing she could join the group and get the same treatment, while making him feel good in return. Isn't people being happy what she had always wanted? What if all of Class 1-A's girls eventually shared him in one big, happy family? She knew just how kind and adorable he was, and just how... gifted he was as well. There was no doubt that, if each girl was just as dedicated as he would, everyone would end up happy and fulfilled in such a relationship.

"You're here, Ochako-chan." Whuh?! He never called her by her first name before! She could feel the tingling in her stomach getting worse by the second. "You didn't think I would leave you to be on your own, after all we've been through? Come, join us. You'll always be my number one, no matter what happens."

"I love you."

"Bwah!"

Ochako jolted awake, her eyes moving to the frog clock on the wall. 7:23 AM.

Just a dream...?

Trying to get up, her body reminded her of two very important problems there. One, she was nearly swimming in cum. And two, her thighs were still tightly wrapped around Izuku's still diamond-hard cock. A fierce blush took over her face all over again as she remembered what happened last night.

O-Oh no! Tsuyu-chan's gonna notice if she wakes up and I haven't cleaned any of this... Or worse, Deku-kun himself! I need to hurry and get up!

Her eyes moved to Tsuyu's bed... only to notice her already sitting on her bed, stretching and yawning in her unique froggy way, with a long and stretched "Kerooo~"

Crap!

"Ah, Ochako-chan, did I wake you up? I'm about to head for breakfast. Wanna come?" She nonchalantly took off her pajamas while looking for her day clothes, as if she completely forgot that Izuku was also in the room with them. "U-Um, sure! But, could you go ahead without me? I should tidy up the room before I go, since I left it a little messy yesterday, ahahah..." Tsuyu simply finished getting dressed in a cute floral shirt and long colorful skirt, tying her hair into her signature styling before heading for the door. "We still have time, I'll wait for you, kero."

Uraraka sighed when she finally left. She couldn't take too long, but... how would she clean all of this stuff up so quickly? Even lifting the covers away from her body was a hurdle, as it felt like she was stuck to it by some molten cheese-like substance - Izuku's aged and recent ejaculations both mixed into that... admittedly sexy-looking, nice-smelling glue.

Focus, Ochako! No time for basking in the smell! You got plenty of that yesterday, silly!

The second hurdle - separating herself from Izuku without hurting him, or waking him up if possible. As she soon learned, her buttcheeks were stuck to his pelvis by the same substance, same with the copious amounts of cum pooled on her thighs and his cock both. Easy does it... easy does it... Little by little, inch by inch, she managed to not rip out any hairs or otherwise cause any discomfort to him or herself, judging by how he still slept like a baby. A minute or so later, she was finally free and on her feet... and drenched hair to toe in virile spunk.

Please don't tell me I got pregnant from that... I hope nothing seeped in... I need to ask Recovery Girl for morning-after pills, don't I?

Well, this was the third problem. She had to clean herself before she could tidy up the bed, and there were no baths in the rooms, only a singular one downstairs. She had no way of going to that bath without being seen, either by Class 1A having breakfast, or by any passersby around the building if she tried to float from the outside-in to the onsen... then again, looking out the windows, she saw nobody outside yet. They were probably all eating breakfast or waking up.

Okay, Ochako... you've heard of those streaking stories in college. This is no different, except that I NEED to do this. No big deal. Once I check no one's around, I float my way into that onsen and get rid of all this... s-semen... gah, let's just do it!

She jumped out the window, using her Quirk and her hold on the building's ledges to maneuver her way to the onsen unseen - though a couple of close calls were made. The onsen's waters, after she was done washing up, were... well, not exactly transparent anymore, but she couldn't stick around to see if it wouldn't clog anything. Floating back to her room was even worse when she was drenched and spilling water everywhere, and she almost gets caught by a teacher once, but she finally made it back, eyes wide open with pupils contracted into tiny dots, breathing heavily almost to the point of hyperventilation.

I did it. I did it. I made it. I'm here. Calm down, Ochako. No one saw you. You're not an exhibitionist, this was absolutely necessary, for your sake and Deku-kun's... a-ah, right, no time to waste! The covers are still...!

Well, they weren't anymore. Izuku wasn't anywhere to be seen, and the covers had disappeared. Checking the clock, she learned why. 8:10 AM. It had taken her much longer to wash the cum away than she thought.

"I-I'm gonna be late for class! Ack!"

Only a few minutes after she put on her day clothes, consisting on a slightly tight shirt and denim shorts, did she remember that those clothes had been sprayed with cum last night... because she caught a whiff of the squid-like smell when a gust of wind passed by. She'd have to bear smelling like cum the entire day.

Smelling like Izuku's cum.

For no particular reason, she also spent most of the day drenched downstairs.

Worse, she had received a cryptic message from Tsuyu on her phone. It said nothing, only sending her to a link that detailed frog qualities in some sort of online encyclopedia. Though, for some reason, it was bookmarked in the Senses section. "Frogs have excellent senses" was the main takeaway from it, why would she need to know this...?

...she was trying to tell her she heard everything last night, wasn't she.