Grape Juice: A Mineta Quest

Mineta's balls hitched.

No, not those balls! His hairballs, the ones his quirk made sticky and take a spherical shape. Some people got flying or super-strength but Mineta got the sticky balls, people truly weren't created equally.

He was hanging out in the living room of the dormitories, no one else was around, his classmates were probably training or studying. In Mineta's humble but correct opinion, they had to learn how to chill a bit, a kid was breaking bones every quirk class for All Might's sake!

His hand kept scratching at his scalp till something wet trickled down his forehead. "Fuck, I'm bleeding already?"

Wouldn't be the first time but it usually took Mineta to over-use his quirk before blood began pouring, not a bit of scratching. But his panic diminished once he looked at his hand, there was a purple liquid on his fingertips. Obviously confused about it, Mineta reached up again and began poking around.

Poke.

Poke.

Poke.

Squish.

There, for some reason, one of his balls of hair felt squishy and damp. Carefully, the boy ripped it off from his head, and as always, another one grew to take its place. He poked it and that one felt normal.

"What the fuck?" He looked at the ball in his hand, which looked a bit shinier than usual and it was clearly the source of the purple liquid.

Was there something off with his quirk? Worried about being kicked out of the school by that crazy, insomniac of a teacher, the boy decided to experiment with it.

First, he needed a place to put it, Mineta found one of those fancy drinking glasses and decided it was as good as any for his experiments. Once he was ready, his fingers squeezed the sphere hard, it wasn't a surprise when the somewhat sticky liquid began pouring from it and into the glass underneath.

The more the glass was filled, the smaller the ball got, and by the time the glass was full of liquid, Mineta was holding the equivalent of a big, dehydrated grape.

Onto the next phase! Delicately holding the glass, he brought it closer to his face and took a whiff... It smelled like grapes. He took a sip... It tasted like grape juice.

"Did I just make grape juice?" In hindsight, drinking a strange fluid his quirk produced without his input might not have been the greatest idea. But he was a visionary, like the first person who drank milk from a cow.

But maybe there was something else to it, so he waited for something to happen. A tingle on his fingertips, maybe warmth enveloping his muscles...

"Nope, this is just grape juice..." Turns out this whole thing was his quirk doing a weird thing and not giving him special, magic juice.

It could have happened! As it was, this was nothing more than some bizarre detail of his power, a nice icebreaker. He would be leaving out the detail of drinking it himself, though.

Shrugging, the boy placed the glass inside the communal fridge and went off to his room to grab some paper towels after he made a bit of a mess while squeezing his ball so hard. Mineta snickered.

Armed with the roll of paper towels, he went back to the living room only to stop right on the corner. Eyes wide, Mineta saw one of the girls in his class bring a drinking glass of grape juice to their lips and take a gulp of it.

It was Momo Yaoyorozu, the girl with the biggest tits in class.

He would know, they have been partners in the hero vs villain training, and that suit of hers left little to the imagination. And she had the gall to look at him with disgust because he was checking her out a little!

Without uttering a sound, Mineta hid behind the corner to look at Momo tilting the glass more. It was oddly hot seeing the beautiful girl drinking something that came out of him, it wasn't his cum but the image made him gulp all the same. Maybe he could turn this into a daily occurrence if the source of the juice never came to light.

Mineta kept watching her, waiting for Momo to do or say something, but she didn't. That's when Mineta noticed there was something off about her, Momo's cheeks had a small hint of pink to them, and she was swaying a bit from side to side.

What was up with her? Looking a bit closer, the girl had a hazy look in her eyes as if she wasn't totally there. Curiosity took hold of the boy and made him walk closer to her in silence.

The usually sharp girl was vapidly staring at the far wall with the empty glass still in her hands, her breath was calm and deep. Was she like that because of his juice? Did it have some kind of effect on others but not on himself? So many questions, but most importantly, how could Mineta take advantage of the pretty girl in front of him?

Heart beating fast in his chest, Mineta fished his phone out of his pocket and slowly got behind the girl. Being short had many disadvantages, but Mineta was happy to bear them all for the natural advantage of peeking up girls' skirts.

Holding his breath, he took a second to drink in the view of Momo's shapely cheeks and expensive-looking underwear before snapping a picture. Mineta's pants felt tight, and his mouthwas dry.

It was pure glory, an image that no doubt would be his inspiration on many lonely nights. Grinning, he put his phone back but Momo hadn't moved from her spot just yet, still under whatever trance she was. Should he stop now that he had his prize?

A bead of sweat rolled down her divine thighs.

The temptation to sink his fingers into those pure cheeks was like a volcano in his pants. Hell, Mineta wanted to shove his whole face between them and motorboat them till one of the two passed out. He was ready to throw everything away for that heavenly feel!

Yet, in a herculean effort of self-restraint, he took a few steps back and got his breathing under control. It was a bit too risky for his blood, the effects the juice had on her were unknown, if there were even effects, and Momo wasn't simply tired from studying so hard. And what if someone walked on them and saw Mineta with a hand under her skirt?

He was patient enough, there were things he could try that didn't border on blatant groping.

"Hey Momo, how's it going?" Mineta asked as casually as possible.

The small yelp that the prim and proper Momo let out was pretty adorable, he had to admit, plus how flustered she was about almost dropping the glass and sending shards flying everywhere. Once the girl had managed to catch it, she sighed in relief and turned around.

"Mineta, you scared me!" The faint blush of her cheeks remained, but the expression of surprise quickly turned into a frown at the sight of him. "What do you want?"

Cold but not surprising. On the first day of school, Mineta and the girls had a small incident that soured their relationship from the get-go. It wasn't his fault, any man would peek into the girls' shower room if there was a peephole! What Jirou did was an **** on his poor eye!

Ejem.

Anyway, all the girls in his class hated him, so if he wanted to fix that, he had to use his charms.

Mineta held his hands in front of him in a placating gesture. "I just wanted to know if you were alright, looked a bit under the weather there."

There was obvious suspicion in her eyes as she took in Mineta's worry for her. "I am... fine. Don't worry about it."

"You sure?" He insisted. "Your face is a bit red and you look a bit woozy."

Momo held a hand to her cheek, and coincidentally, she swayed a bit too hard to one side and needed to right herself. Mineta didn't miss the subtle jiggle of breasts under her blouse but decided to feign ignorance.

"I don't know... maybe I used my quirk too much earlier, nothing that a snack won't fix."

"You can never be too careful with your health, what if you come down with something? It would affect your studies!" At the mention of a danger to her brilliant hero career, Momo put a hand over her mouth.

"You may be right, going to my room and resting could be for the best."

It was time to strike!

"Let me accompany you to your room, don't want you passing out in the hallway."

It was quite fun seeing such a smart girl like Momo looking so dumbfounded, her plump lips were parted away but she couldn't find the words she wanted to say. Mineta, the class pervert, offered to escort her to her room. It had to be a trick but if it was, Momo couldn't figure out what it entailed.

But she couldn't stay there with her mouth open like a fish forever. After clearing her throat in a very fake manner, she gave her answer.

"That's... very nice of you, Mineta." The words felt awkward to say, and both of them could feel it. "I'll take your offer."

And with that, both of the students made their way to the girl's room. There was a bit of tension in the air between the two of them for obvious reasons, although it felt less hostile and more suspicious towards him. Momo threw glances at him from time to time as if she expected him to do something but he wasn't that stupid.

Instead, he asked, "You can put a hand on my shoulder if you can't walk properly."

It was a double joke, she would have to bend over in order to reach her shoulder and would look ridiculous. Having been caught staring so much, the busty girl whipped her head back to the front with a blush. That happened to be a bad idea.

The juice still had a strong effect on her balance, and the sudden movement made Momo dizzy, she stumbled to the side, but luck had it that Mineta was there to catch her!

This moment! This angle! It was perfection!

As if possessed by a perverted ninja master, Mineta moved without wasting a single second and without unnecessary movements. It was almost like time stopped, and the next thing he knew, he was standing under a tripping Momo. Mineta could easily catch her or hold her hand so she didn't land with her face, but that would be too easy.

With calculated movements, he put his hands in the way of her falling melons, so instead of grabbing them, they would be the ones pushing against him. With her weight behind them, her soft tits molded around Mineta's hands as if they were trying to swallow them. Fingers curled by instinct, grasping at the pure softness beneath a thin shirt and expensive bra. He felt a hard nub against one of his palms, a nipple! He tried to find the other one to no avail.

A strategically placed rub and a startled moan escaped Momo's virginal lips, her eyes widened and her face turned crimson. She really felt that one.

She babbled something, too nervous because of shame and the strange warmth in her chest to think of a proper answer. That was fine, Mineta could talk instead.

"That was a close one! Lucky that you let me accompany you, huh?" Giving her the credit for it was bound to make her feel better about it.

While she was processing the whole situation and his words, Mineta smoothly moved his hands from her udders and to her shoulders to help her get up. Momo looked like she recovered enough to talk but her face was still red and she was placing an arm across her chest defensively.

Her words didn't have hate or disgust behind them. "I'm so ashamed, didn't think this cold had affected me this hard. Thank you for helping me, Mineta."

She still didn't like him that was clear, but it was a good start! "Don't mention it."

As they walked, Mineta focused all of his attention on the lingering feeling of breasts in his hands! He had touched them! His first time touching boobs and they had been Momo's milk bags! He couldn't wait to go to his room and jerk off like-

"Here we are." Momo's voice halted his mental planning for Mineta's night. "Thanks again for accompanying me, have a good day."

"Have a good rest, Momo, see ya tomorrow." And with that, Momo retired to her room.

Mineta put his hands in the pockets of his pants and took a relaxed stroll to his room, once inside, he locked the door behind him and calmly celebrated his victory.

"FUCK YEAH! I DID IT! I TOUCHED MOMO'S FAT TITS! THEY FELT LIKE GIANT MARSHMALLOWS AND SHE MOANED! SHE TOTALLY MOANED LIKE A SLUT!" He explained calmly.

It was good that the rooms had a pretty good sound cancellation. Now, Mineta was 90% sure the liquid produced by his quirk affected Momo in some way, the possibilities for it made his heart beat faster. Eager to try it again, Mineta began to poke at his hair but none of it had the squishy feeling of the last one. He even plucked a few of them but no matter how hard he wrung them, not a single drop came out.

"Dry as balls." Heh. "I hope my quirk needs some time to recharge and this wasn't a one-and-done thing. If so, I should have groped her more!"

Welp, he was dry for the day but that didn't mean he couldn't try and get lucky once again, despite his disadvantages. Or he could also just go to sleep till the next day and go for another glass of refreshing juice.

Let's be real, if Mineta tried to get closer to them all of a sudden, the girls would probably get suspicious and not even interact with him. It was a bit late anyway,y so going to sleep early would have him refreshed for the next school day.

Only, he was a bit too excited to sleep. Mineta kept rolling in bed with his dick hard against his pajama pants, he needed to unwind. In the dark of his room, he turned on his phone and quickly went to the picture of Momo's juicy cheeks he had taken earlier. His cock twitched and he fished it out, holding the six inches of manhood in his hands, Mineta got to work.

Fingers stroked up and down his length rapidly, the name of the beautiful girl leaving his lips as he got lost in the pleasure. There was a temptation to upload the picture to some raunchy site and read the comments of people gooning for the rich girl, but Mineta decided against it. It was his prize, he earned it and didn't plan to stop at a sneaky picture or a grope, he wanted more, much more.

Mineta didn't know how long he was at it but eventually, he busted a nut into a strategically placed paper towel. Throwing the residue into the trash can, the boy lay back down and felt the exhaustion setting on him like a blanket.