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Chapter 4 by PropheticHose PropheticHose

Who is calling Izuku?

Melissa Shield

“Melissa? Why is she video calling me?” Izuku murmurs out loud as Uraraka peeks over his shoulder to see the American’s contact on his phone screen.

“Melissa? Wasn’t she from…” Uraraka begins to ask before her face goes cold, Izuku swiping up on his phone to answer the call.

Hey Izuku! Long time no see,” Melissa, the quirkless support engineer that Izuku had met at I-Island previously, greets Izuku with a wave of the hand over the call.

“Hey Melissa, it has been a while. Um, not that it’s not nice to hear from you, but why are you calling me?” Izuku asks as Melissa giggles into her hand, the pink glow shining through her side of the call as well.

What? Is just catching up not enough for you?” Melissa replies with a smirk.

As she talks, red lipstick begins to fade in onto her lips, making them appear to be more plumped up than usual in their rich color. Izuku blinks for a second, attracted to her eye-catching feature as he wonders if she always had that lipstick on.

“N-No! It’s fine of course, just a little unusual. It’s good to hear your voice again,” Izuku stutters, shaking away his thoughts.

Thanks Izuku… But I do have a reason that I called,” Melissa continues shyly, her hair growing out, becoming fuller and more luscious to Izuku’s obliviousness.

“Oh yeah? What’s that?” Izuku asks, his interest piqued.

Well, Uncle Might did some talking and the paperwork’s gone through, so I’ll be coming to UA soon!” Melissa announces with a wide smile, a hint of eye liner appearing.

“That’s great Melissa! I’m sure you’ll like it here with all of the possibilities here. I can’t wait to see you!” Izuku says excitedly, his head feeling a little fuzzy as the pink glow seems to brighten on Melissa’s side of the camera.

Thanks Izuku, but I better go get packed, Uncle Might’s already got me a ticket so I can start as soon as possible,” Melissa explains, a few buttons on her vest begin undo to show a small bit of her growing cleavage.

“Okay Melissa, I’ll see you around,” Izuku gives her a smile, trying his best to ignore looking at his friend’s fuller bust, “Just let me know when you’re on your way!”

Of course, see you around Izuku, I’m looking forward to spending some time together,” Melissa blows him a kiss, her luscious lips pursed before the screen cuts to black.

Izuku’s face was flush from her sudden attitude change at the end. He was sure it wasn’t anything though, she was just his friend after all! Even if she was quite the attractive young woman…

Turning over towards his friend, Izuku spots Uraraka staring at him with a strange expression across her face.

“Uraraka-san, are you feeling alright?” Izuku asks worried. Maybe the strange pink sky had something to do with it?

Blinking for a moment, Uraraka shakes her head rapidly before giving her crush a wide grin, “I’m alright Deku, thanks for your concern. But what are you going to do now?”

“Umm…” Izuku taps his finger to his chin, unaware as he grows a few inches in height as the pink glow becomes more vibrant around him, “I might head over to the support department. Miruko-san tossed me through the ringer today so my gear could use a looking at.”

Checking his costume, he could tell that it was a bit tighter than usual, his strong muscles more apparent underneath the jumpsuit. Maybe it had shrunk in the wash?

Glancing back up at his friend, he could see Uraraka’s eye twitch for a moment, a stormy thought crossing her mind. And much to his surprise, Uraraka walks right up to him, getting within his personal space as he has to tilt his head down to look into her brown eyes.

“Well, I’d like to spend some time with you as well, don’t forget that,” Uraraka states, Izuku able to feel her warm breath against his muscled pecs.

With how close she was to him, Izuku could spot the light amount of make-up on her face, the bright pink lipstick and mascara matching the pink of her costume. Her hair seemed a little longer than usual as well, her typical bangs now reaching down to her collar hiding the large hoop earrings that she was usually wearing… right?

But with another step towards him, Izuku could feel her breast press against his chest, one of her hands reaching up as the long painted fingernails caress his large bicep. He had to try his best to ignore the feeling of her hardening nipples against his skin, her large breasts always a handful testing his will.

“W-Well, I-I-” Izuku stutters out, trying his hardest to keep his eyes on her own.

Leaning up on her toes, Uraraka closes the distance between them, pressing a surprising kiss to his lips as Izuku melts into her touch. It was his first kiss with another girl, the slight stickiness of her lipstick felt against his own lips as hers seemed to almost become more plush as she moved to press herself more against him.

Izuku feels her tongue press at his lips, opening them slightly to allow her passage as his own tongue begins to dance with hers. His hands lowed to her waist, feeling the supple flesh against his rough and meaty fingers as she moans at his touch.

But in a snap, Uraraka’s eyes go wide as she realizes what they were doing, hurriedly stepping back as Izuku slowly looks back at her as he comes down from his emotional high. With the pink glow slowly fading away, around them both of their faces go flush as they remember what they had just done.

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“I-I’ll see you around Deku!” Uraraka quickly replies before running down the hall as Izuku stands there stunned.

But as she hurries away from him, Izuku can’t help as his eyes fall to her backside, seeing her ass start to jiggle with its fullness, some of her pale flesh starting to peek out from her solidly pink hero costume, her heels clacking against the tiled floor as she disappears into the building.

Having been ogling his best friend, Izuku slaps his cheeks to reorient himself. She was his friend! He couldn’t be thinking about her like that, like she was some piece of meat to admire!

He had things to do, with his roughed up suit definitely needing a look at, and to get his mind off of his friend’s creamy butt and firm breasts. Taking a deep breath, Izuku starts down UA’s halls towards where he knew the support department was, with the pink sky shining through the large windows that lined the hallway.

Who does Izuku run into next?

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