Hanging Out In Izumi's Dorm

Back in the dorms, as the last of the currently infected turns, the secondary source of all this corruption lies on her bed, staring up at the ceiling. "Ugh... Katsumi is such a pain!" Izumi yells, venting to Uraraka, currently checking out her new purse.

"Totally..." She says absentmindedly, allowing her girlfriend to unload all that nasty frustration.

"I mean, like, who does she think she is? I'm the one with One For All... she should know to stop fucking with me. I'm not that helpless little girl anymore."

Uraraka, passively listening in, doesn't hear the part about One For All, the foreign term going in one ear and out the other. "Yeah, but she's always been a bitch." She says, dropping the back and admiring her nails.

Izumi sighs. "I know but... Agh! I wish I could just like, make her respect me you know? I deserve that much..."

"Totally."

The girls sit there in silence for a bit, Uraraka leaning back in the computer chair, and Izumi rolling onto her stomach, kicking her feet in the air. Eventually, after looking at a few cheap accessories online, Uraraka breaks the silence. "Hey Zumi..." She starts. "You know how we got some clothes for free for blowing Mr Hayashi?"

Izumi turns her head, facing Uraraka. "Yeah, what about it?"

"Well... I was kinda thinking, what if we like, do that again?"

Izumi sits up, tilting her head in confusion. "What, you wanna blow that old man again?"

"No, not him necessarily." A smile creeps onto Uraraka's face. "Just... what if we could do that anytime we need new clothes. I don't know why I never thought about it before, but it seems like it could be a good idea."

Izumi smirks, imagining Uraraka on her knees for a couple men in her dorm, waiting to get off before handing her a pretty skirt or pair of earrings.

She giggles. "Oh I see what you mean, you just want an excuse to get some more cock~" Izumi scoots to the edge of her bed, her toned legs dangling off.

"N-no... it would just save me money is all..." Uraraka tries defending herself.

"Heh, that's not what I'm hearing~" Izumi stands up, walking over to Uraraka. "If it was a money thing, you could just ask them for money instead of clothes."

Uraraka blushes, looking away from Izumi. "Oh right... Well maybe I could do that then..."

"That's right babe~" Izumi stops and kneels before her girlfriend. "You're just a little whore for cash huh?"

Uraraka's eyes go wide, staring down at the voluptuous beauty before her. The tension between them is thick, until Uraraka bursts out laughing. "Haha! Yeah, me... the whore for cash... That's- that's ridiculous."

"Doesn't sound ridiculous to me~" Izumi grabs the brunette's thighs, spreading them open.

"Hah... what are you doing down there?" Uraraka smirks, feeling toyed with.

"Nothing babe, just showing my girl how much I appreciate her~"

Without waiting another second, Izumi lifts Uraraka's skirt, revealing her bare pussy. "No panties huh? Maybe you could go fuck some stud for enough money to get a skimpy g-string~" She leans in, feeling the heat radiating off that delicious slit.

Uraraka bites her lip, her body jolting up a bit as Izumi sticks her tongue out and begins her work. "Oh... Nnn~" She closes one eye, reaching out and placing a hand on Izumi's head. "You- Fuck~ You don't have to do this right now babe..." Inside her, just above her pussy, Uraraka feels that familiar feeling welling up once more, drawn to the surface by Izumi's tongue.

"Mmm~ Don't worry baby, I know how stingy you are... this tongue lashing is free of charge~"

Uraraka leans back in her chair, her mind melting with the pleasure racking her body. She stares up at the ceiling, feeling that skilled tongue swash around her insides, before coming back out and circling her most sensitive area. "I'm not... stingy~" She tries saying, that warmth inside her intensifying.

Izumi leans in harder, using her lips to suck at her slit. "Mmmmphh- You sure? Why does your pussy love free oral so much then?"

Uraraka tries to protest once more, but only is able to moan louder as she feels a climax quickly approaching. "It... Oh fuck~ It does... Zumi- It so fucking does~" Inside, as her 4th orgasm of the day builds, so too does the heat spreading out to the rest of her body. "You're right baby~ Everything I was..." She moans the words out with shallow breaths... as her hair grows longer from her head. "It's all gone~" Her tits balloon out, forcing her to rip her bra off with one swift motion. "That prudish girl... so scared of love..." Her thighs tensing around Izumi's face thank her for giving in, by growing even more luscious. "She's totally gone baby~ You showed her not to be scared... to embrace her emotions... her lust~" Izumi's heart flutters at the compliment, watching the slut before her blooming. "You helped her see... a way forward... A way to make all her money problems disappear~"

The transformation finishes, leaving Uraraka utterly changed and unashamed. "This slut for cash... she only exists because you showed her just how delicious it all is~ Thank you Zumi~" She smiles, her pussy juice covering Izumi's face below.

"That a girl~ I knew you had it in you!" Izumi giggles, sitting back on the hard floor. "Now, you gonna return the favor or what?"

Uraraka rolls her eyes, a bright smile on her bimbofied face. "Oh alright, but only because you're so cute~"