Jumping Around

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As the newly bimbofied 1-B girls leave Midnight's makeshift dungeon and head back to their own dorms, across the hall, fresh meat of the 1-A variety continues to be broken in.

"Fuck... that's so hot~" Hitori bites her lip as she watches Kirishima and Katsumi. The two tanned alphas ram into eachother, the sound of flesh slapping together permeating the room. Bent over the bed, Katsumi looks back at Kirishima, using an arm of her own to hold herself up as she spreads her cheeks with her free hand.

"Holy shit Kiri~" She moans. "You're so much bigger- than ever!" Taking his dick to the root, the seasoned gyaru makes sure to milk this stud for everything he's got. Its almost laughable... that itty bitty titty bitch in the corner brought this hunk of meat to her, despite not even being fully changed. "You see this slut? This is how you ride a man!" She calls out, rocking her body back and forth, before pushing herself up from the bed and standing.

Still pushed up against the chiseled body of Kirishima, Katsumi takes full charge, forcing herself into a position where she can push the pace. Lifting a leg onto the bed, she thrusts back and forth, letting that thick rod impale her pussy from behind. "Fuck- you- Keep- fucking- my- pussy~" She moans with each thrust, only making the show more erotic as time goes on.

Having been demoted to peeper, Hitori grumbles, bit doesn't complain. While having that huge fucking cock inside her is amazing, there's a different kind of satisfaction that comes from watching. Learning from Katsumi, she imagines performing those moves on Kirishima next... showing him how much better she'll be when she's fully transformed.

Her fingers pump in and out of her sopping cunt, that fire in her belly threatening to consume her at any moment. For a moment, just the sight of Kirishima fills her vision, her mind suddenly ignoring Katsumi as she stares down Kiri's veiny cock. Shit... she's ridden that thing so much in the last day she's definitely addicted... hopefully they'll be done soon and-

"AHHHHNNN!!~" Katsumi's scream pierces Hitori's ears and brings her back to reality, only to watch the gyaru fall limply on the bed. Her legs twitching and cum pouring from her used hole, she smiles lazily, staring off into space.

"Woah..." Hitori whispers. If a slut like Katsumi can be conquered by Kirishima... He must be even better now than at the motel...

Sighing casually, Kirishima turns to Hitori, a smirk on his face. He grabs his still erect dick and flicks his head back. "C'mon, I still got more for my favorite girl~"

Her eyes wide, Hitori swallows before stepping forward, her heart feeling like it's gonna burst from her chest. She's already fucked him before... a lot. But as Kirishima pushes her onto the bed next to the cum drunk Katsumi, she feels like this time is gonna be different..."

Without warning, just as he had to start his session with Katsumi, Kirishima thrusts forward, taking no time to tease Hitori before he buries himself inside her. Stars fill her vision as the heat inside her blossoms, and Kirishima takes her fully, introducing her to her new life. She grips the sheets, a pressure inside her causing every lewd and voluptuous part of her body to expand... while others shrink even further. Her breath catches in her throat as her waist tightens, while a ripping sound is heard from her ruined uniform as her tits hang free. Hitori stretches, her back arching further with each thrust Kirishima makes into her.

Mewling like a cat, her nails grow longer, their even coat becoming even more luxurious and enticing. She rips the sheet, feeling an orgasm coming on, her body already having been prepped by her teasing herself before.

Kirisihima watches his girl finish her changes before his very eyes. finally catching up to the others, the sight is enough to send him over the edge. With one last thrust, he cums into the girl, turning her into a drooling mess along with Katsumi. Pulling out, he takes pride in each twitch of her body, the look of euphoria on her face as she rolls over, looking to the ceiling. Knowing what a cumslut she's become, he positions his cock just right, his orgasm finishing with one last spurt right onto her face.

Hitori licks her lips, savoring the salty taste... unable to have any coherent thoughts as her brain rewrites itself. Her voluptuous body grows limp, the weight of her thighs and ass causing her to slide off the bed and hit the floor with a thud. Reach up, she sucks on her finger, not noticing a thing as Katsumi finally moves from her position on the bed.

Moments later, a buzz of pleasure catches her attention as she groggily looks down, only to see Katsumi reaching up to her snatch, her finger teasing her entrance. The gyaru shrugs, impressed by Hitori's bravery. "Heh, guess you do have what it takes~" She says, before inserting a single finger into Hitori...

The 1-A dorms, while already having grown more depraved, sink further into bimbodom. Their influence spreading, the stragglers that have kept off D-Stress's full influence succumb to its power, eager to do its bidding...

In the commons, Izumi paces back and forth, dialing Uraraka's number to try and call her back. Nearby, Shoko and the security guard go at it, their 3rd round of the day. She's almost ready to abandon her post, almost ready to let her ice melt, as long as she can get more pleasure...

Upstairs, the 1-B trio trot happily down the hall, passing the freshly bimbofied Hitori and her group, unphased as they glance through the wide open door.

In the school, Yaoyorozu nods triumphantly, yanking a cord from the wall inside UA to finally disable its defenses. Immediately the temporary walls open up once more, allowing free access of the building and a furthering of their plans.

Everything seems to be going according to plan, the smell of sex slowly permeating the UA grounds. Trudging across the field, even Jiro can smell it. she takes a deep breath in, dart gun in hand as she heads to her target in Mei Hatsume... Unaware of the fact Yaoyorozu already got in, she's determined to infect that smart-ass, see if it makes her less crazy, or more~

And yet... despite all that's going on, the tech genius simply hums happily in her lab, her lair of a dorm room filled with gadgets and dangerous items. Having been so engrossed in her work, Hatsume remains unaware of the chaos that's happened the past few days, only hearing that school was canceled for some reason...

When she heard the news, she didn't look for more details, almost having finished a new baby. This has happened before... and usually Mr Powerloader will have come for her if it was anything serious. So, for the last few days, surviving on only a a couple hours of sleep and energy drinks, Hatsume has done what she does best... the only one of her class not to have fled the building.

Unlike Hatsume, the other uninfected UA students aware of the viral energy spreading continue to either panic or plan. Upstairs in the 1-B dorms, Neito Monoma slams his fist on a desk, half his class huddled together in the same room. "This is why we shouldn't have let her in! Who knows where everyone else is at now..." He pinches the bridge of his nose, having recently woken up from Kendo's strike that rendered him ****.

Nearby, Setsuna Tokage keeps watch. With her quirk, she's able to split her body into multiple pieces, using her eyes and checking multiple spots at once. Surveying the empty commons, and just outside the room, she sits in a chair in the corner.

Next to her, Kinoko Komori and Yui Kodai whisper to eachother, huddled together as they try to plan. Neither of them feel safe here, but with how on edge Monoma seems, they don't really trust him to do anything else but stay put...

"You think it's safe yet, shroom?" Komori asks, Kodai simply shrugging.

finally, lumped in with the rest of the boys, Reiko Yanagi stands in the back of the group, unable to see over the pile of bodies as they all look to Monoma. It's a testosterone filled group, one that seems to be getting more riled up by the second. Grumbles of escaping like the others did and angry complaints rise steadily, until suddenly Tokage's surveillance parts fly under the door as they reattach to her waiting body. She quickly stands up, a look of panic on her face. "They're back!"

As the rest of the campus begins to feel more cramped and crowded, across town more uninfected UA students try to rendezvous with the pros, a difficult task when they don't have any communication with them. Mirio Togata sits at the table of the cafe, scrolling on his phone through social media in an attempt to find any info. News plays on the TV, showing the fight earlier today at a cafe much like the one he resides in.

Running his hand through his hair, he looks up, his eyes meeting with Nejire Hado. "Sorry Nejire... still nothing..." He says with a smile, his confidence never wavering despite the scary circumstances.

Waving him off, Nejire leans back in her seat. "Oh don't worry Mirio! I'm sure if there's not much news on it, that just means the pros are really working on it, right?" She looks to Mirio, before her gaze glances to Mirio's side, where his personal responsibility sits...

Eri, a teenage girl and the newest 1st year at UA sits quietly beside Mirio in the booth. Having spent her entire life trapped by Yakuza, it wasn't until she was just about to turn 18 when she was saved by Izumi and Mirio. Luckily she was able to spend that birthday at UA, though now it seems even UA may be in trouble. Even with counseling, Eri doesn't talk much, instead of answering Nejire, she just looks out the window with her head in her hand.

The 3 sit there for a while longer, until a notification pops up on Mirio's phone, his eyes going wide. Nejire and Eri look to him as he stands up. "It's Amajiki..."