Absolute Chaos...

Outside, panicked shouts litter the air. Heroes and officers alike scatter as they try to contain a sudden breach. Principal Nezu looks around, attempting to find a safe place, until he spots an officer waving him over. In a rush, he dashes to the van she sits in and leaps over her, his small body allowing him to hide rather easily. Shutting the door, the officer calls to the driver to get them out of there, using the dust and smoke as a cover.

"How did this happen?" Nezu asks frantically, holding his head in confusion. The usually calm and collected principal suddenly much less put together.

Outside, a familiar face struts through the chaos... Someone who's spent her whole life dedicated to support takes center stage. Recovery Girl giggles and strikes a pose, holding up a dart gun above her head. Nezu glances out the window as they pass, barely able to get a glance of her. His tail twitching, he has no words... She's gorgeous, there's no other way to put it. By conventional standards her body is that of a goddess. Her breasts are larger than any he's seen in person, covered by a small micro bikini top, leaving her engorged areolas barely visible. Her hair, still tied into her signature bun, though it's color... she's a bright blonde, helping convince anyone that sees her that she's 50 years younger than her actual age.

Humming brightly, Recovery Girl sticks a tongue out, her arm lowering as she aims at an officer before firing. A dart shoots from the barrel of her makeshift device and pierces the armor, leaving the female officer to fall to the ground as she starts to vibrate. Recovery Girl watches with glee as the woman shifts and changes, beginning her journey into bimbodom. "There we are, you're about to feel so much better~" She muses, loading up another dart.

Nearby, as the nurse enjoys all the attention, Kyoka Jiro steps forward, stretching her voluptuous form, setting her sights on the 1-A dorms. Nezu watches in horror as Recovery Girl protects the student, shooting any hero or cop that dares come their way, numerous bodies falling before bubbling back to life, changed. He watches Jiro plant her feet before plugging her earphone jacks into her modified hero uniform, a series of fishnets and makeshift bondage gear. Suddenly, a loud boom emanates from the girl, creating a devastating shockwave that ripples along the lawn before striking the front of the dorms. In an instant the cement wall crumbles, and the glass windows behind it shatter.

Nezu's eyes go wide at the sight, the implications of what's happening deeply upsetting. "This was planned." he mutters under his breath, only audible to himself.

In the rubble of the dorm wall, numerous shadows emerge, each a twisted version of a 1-A student. With Midnight leading the charge. Grinning evilly, she walks down the rubble pile, absolutely thrilled at the chaos around her. "Good shit Recovery Girl!" She shouts out, holding up her phone.

Behind her, Yaoyorozu steps up, snapping her fingers as if to command the others. "Remember, we're here to help everyone! Do a good job and you'll all get sponsored babes!"

As Katsumi and Shoko both launch from the pile, finding anyone they can, Izumi and Uraraka stay back, both taking in the scene. Izumi frowns as she watches Katsumi sit on Iida, her nerdy friend struggling to get away. "Unhand me! you vile-" He yells at Katsumi, only to have her cover his mouth with her hand, as the other snakes down under his pants.

As Iida cums, his body starts to change, starting to resemble something more befitting of a wild bitch like Katsumi. She laughs maniacally, hoping to ride his enhanced dick, but before she can, the hand of Izumi stops her, gripping her shoulder tightly. At first Katsumi growls and looks back to her rival, but the staredown given by the holder of One For All proves too much, and she backs down. "Fuck, fine... fuck your nerdy friend for all I care!" She yells out viciously, before launching herself with an explosion towards a new target.

Reaching down, the Amazon that is Izumi gives a sympathetic look to Iida. "She wouldn't have known how to fuck you right~" Izumi sneers, her angelic face giving way to the raunchy spirit that has consumed her soul. Iida flinches at her words, slipping out from her grip as he sprints away, using his quirk to flee the scene immediately. "Hm..." Izumi frowns.

"So... like, should we go get him?" Uraraka asks.

"Nah, he's already infected, he'll totally be back tomorrow~" Izumi smirks. "Besides, we're here to help people, not scare them, right?"

Uraraka nods.

Suddenly a cop runs up to Izumi from behind, using a baton to try and take out her leg. Though as the metal weapon crumbles under her might, she simply turns to him and licks her lips, before grabbing his arm. Staring down at the man, a pink aura emanates from Izumi. The man trembles as he's consumed by the light, his body suddenly transforming rapidly. Within seconds, he's a full himbo, the first of many Izumi intends to create. "See? Is that any better sir?"

The man bursts through his uniform, stroking his newly massive cock with vigor. "Fuck yeah baby~" He groans, taking in the sight of such a beautiful babe.

As more and more officers fall, Nezu almost jumps out of his skin when a sudden figure launches against the van. His new bodyguard aims their gun at the figure, ready to fire until they hear a voice.

"Wait! Don't shoot!"

Outside the van, Tsuyu holds on, a determined look on her face. "I can help! Just keep driving!"

"Asui?" Nezu asks. "You're alright? Why on earth haven't you left yet?"

Tsu takes a breath, looking back at the different corrupted officers she's knocked out. "I gotta make sure we all get out, right? Isn't that what being a hero is all about?"

Nezu thinks for a moment, before putting on his usual demeanor, impressed by the student's great moral compass and bravery. "Yes I suppose... Alright, we'll leave the premises and regroup later, good luck Froppy!" He encourages with the girl's hero name, watching with pride as she leaps from the van once more to clear out some room.

Tsuyu bounces ahead, using her tongue to carefully grab and launch her targets, clearing a path for Nezu to escape. Looking back at the dorms in the distance, all looks clear, the densest part of the outbreak still behind them. Fighting with spirit and running on pure adrenaline, Tsuyu waits until the van is off the property before she leaps to catch up. She runs on all fours to the UA gate, nothing in the way of her and-

*THUD*

She doesn't know what happened... but suddenly she's on her back, feeling like she was hit by a truck. A weight presses down on her chest, though looking up there's nothing there. "What... happ-MMMPHMM!" Before she can even finish her question, something soft presses against her lips, and something wet invades her mouth... She struggles on the ground, until the feeling fades, and she gasps for air.

Above her, a familiar voice rings out into the night. "Heehee! Gotcha~" Toru Hagakure giggles to herself, licking her lips and savoring Tsuyu's saliva. "Fuck you taste good..."

Tsuyu starts to panic, trying to move out from under the fat thighs of her bimbofied classmate. But with something blooming inside her, she soon stops struggling and lays her head back... as her tits start to expand on her chest.

Nezu looks back in disgust, angry at himself for allowing yet another student to fall. He looks away as Tsuyu sits up and holds her head, not able to withstand seeing any more. The van launches out onto the pavement and skids down the road, the few untouched thankful they still have their minds intact. Nezu sighs, and dials a number on his phone, resorting to another of his connections...