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Uraraka fidgeted in her chair, hardly able to believe she was really doing this. Coming to him. Asking about that. Mineta should have been one of the last people she’d ever want to talk to for advice on anything, but for this particular subject, he felt like a decent enough option. Not to mention, he’d definitely be willing to help her, and somehow she doubted he was in danger of spilling her secret.

Deku.

She twiddled her pink-padded thumbs in her lap, anxiously. The short, pudgy boy spun a few more times in her plush, pink-and-black chair before finally spinning to face her with a smug grin on his funny, little face. She felt strange inviting a boy to her room, but she also couldn’t bring herself to worry about it too much. It wasn’t like she had any intention of doing anything strange, obviously. She had less than zero interest in even hugging the little pervert, so what was there to worry about?

“So.” Mineta smirked, “I-” he wiped drool from his lips, “I can’t say I’m surprised, Ochako. You struck me as the ‘pent-up and repressed’ type. Finally realized what you need in your life is a real, experienced man?”

The brunette looked at him, confused.

“Huh? No, I was just hoping to get your advice on something.”

Mineta faltered, “Y-you-? Hang on, you didn’t invite me to your room to…?”

He trailed off, staring at her.

“It’s about…” Uraraka twisted a length of silky, brown hair around her finger, “Deku.”

Mineta looked like he’d been struck by lightning.

“D… DEKU?!”

“N-not so loudly!” the brunette turned red, holding her hands up, “Yeah, it’s about Deku! You seemed like the person to ask, since you… ugh…” she stared at the little gremlin of a boy, who was still drooling slightly, “You seem…”

She fell off. Sure, Mineta probably knew what guys liked, but… he was also Mineta. He had all the class and dignity of a hungry pig at a fresh trough, and seemed like he’d go out with any girl that looked at him. He and Deku were about as different from each other as you could get.

She pinched her lip.

Mineta noticed her resolve failing and jumped up onto the chair.

“Hang on, hang on! Whoa, whoa, whoa!” his eyes bulged as he dragged the back of his arm across his beakish lips one more time to get rid of the drool, “I’m totally the guy, Ochako! 100%! I’m Mr. Right! Whatever you wanna ask, I got answers, trust me! What do you need?” a perverse grin slid across his mouth, “Interested in getting a little… Dicku? ”

Uraraka’s face ignited with blush, the girl scrambling backwards up her bed and burying her shame in a pillow. She shot out a hand and waved it, desperately, Mineta still smirking at her.

“No! Nonononononoooo!” she giggled, despite herself, peeking out from the pillows with a goofy, giddy smile on her face, “N-nothing like that! Haha, no! No, I just-! I mean, I-! I kinda…” she suddenly found herself starting to float upwards, lazily, turning upside-down as she went, “I just… I kinda… I do l… like… him.” the anti-gravity vanished and she fell back down to the bed, staring at the wall across from her, “That’s… all.”

Her eyes flicked to Mineta, who quickly stopped grinding his little teeth in frustration and threw on a placid, overly-authentic smile. He sat back, nodding like a zen master, eyes narrowing as they studied her.

“And so you wanna know how to turn him into putty in your hands?” Mineta asked, a smile creeping into his words.

“Well-! I-!” Uraraka sat up, twisting her pillow in a hug, “I just-! I don’t know… I don’t know how to get him to… ‘notice’ me. I just feel like he sees me as a friend, and I… I wanna-”

“Seduce him?”

“Huh?!”

“Lemme get this straight, Ochako.” Mineta said, all-business, “Do you want him to make the first move, or do you wanna make the first move?”

“I-!” Ochako fumbled, “I d-don’t know! I just…” she pressed her miserably embarrassed face into the pillow, “I jusht wanna shtart dating him, dat’sh all…”

For a moment she was silent, letting Mineta have an internal meltdown of horny, jealous angst. Ochako dragged her finger in a circle around the front of the pillow, finally making eye-contact with Mineta again just as the tiny boy was composing himself again.

“I get it!” he wiped away the sweat forming around his brow, “I got it! Easy! You just need to ugh… ‘learn how men work’.” he hopped up onto the chair, “If you want him to see you as a woman, you gotta have some experience under your belt! If you want-!”

“Could-!” Uraraka cut him off, “Could you just f-find out if he likes me, first?”

Mineta froze.

He was silent.

Then he sucked in a wince of breath between his teeth, eyes narrowing. He scratched the back of his head, kicked his foot, put his hands on his hips, then finally looked back at her as if she were about to receive a fatal diagnosis.

“I’m friends with old Deku, you know?” he said, as if it were the greatest burden in the world, “He’s mentioned girls before, but it was always… Yaoyorozu, more than anyone else.” he watched as Uraraka’s heart sank into a bucket of ice water, “I’ve brought you up and he…” the little man grit his teeth, “He ugh…”

He trailed off.

Uraraka swallowed to wet her dry mouth, eyes wide.

“What did he… say?”

“He’s just… not that interested.” Mineta shrugged, driving a stake through Ochako’s heart, “He said he just sees you as a ‘friend’ and not much else.”

Ochako sank her face into the pillow.

She felt like crying.

“But!” Mineta held out a finger, “I can help! Yours truly knows more than a thing or two about what men want, and he’d be more than happy to help you!” he rubbed his round chin, “I dare say, by the time I’m done with you, you could wrap Deku around your little finger!” he rubbed his little hands together, “He’ll be so crazy about you, he’ll wonder how he ever saw you as ‘plain’!”

“H-he said that?!”

“Don’t worry about it, Ochako!” Mineta waved a hand, “Just trust me! Are you in?”

“I…” Ochako faltered. Her chest was so tight with misery she hardly felt like doing anything. But if Deku really just saw her as his ‘plain, boring friend’ she didn’t have any other options. She might not have really ‘trusted’ Mineta, but he probably knew a way to get her out of the friendzone, at least. “I’ll… I’ll do it.” she flicked her gaze to him, “What do I need to do?”

“First of all:” Mineta held up a finger, taking on the poise and composure of a venerable, old professor, “You gotta ditch this ‘nice girl’ act. Deku likes them with a little… ‘maturity’.” Ochako gripped her tank top in a fist, “You’re not exactly ‘visible’ as a woman, Ochako. At least not to him. Right now he barely even notices you. You need to get his attention!”

Ochako twisted the fabric in her hand, feeling her heart beat in sudden, shallow slams. She couldn’t really imagine Deku of all people having preferences like that, but at the same time she didn’t know him the way Mineta knew him. Assuming Deku was straight, he probably had his own taste in women, and she would have no idea what it was. Maybe Mineta was the only person who knew.

“What… what do I need to do?” she murmured.

“Start by getting some experience under your belt.” Mineta explained, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, “Maybe try dating another guy or two, kiss a few more boys, you know?” he stroked his recessed chin, “I mean, how many boys have you kissed? Two? Three?”

“None…” Ochako said in a tiny voice.

Mineta’s eyes widened, “None?!”

“I-!” she fell over onto her side, still clutching her pillow in the fetal position, “I just-! I’ve never dated anyone before! I’ve never wanted to!” she hugged the pillow, miserably, “Deku’s the first boy I really… l… like…”

Minoru stared at her.

Then snapped his fingers.

“I’ve got it!”

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God, Mineta was a genius.

He smiled to himself as he sat at his desk, feeling like a king among men. He’d really managed to trick Uraraka into dating him, all under the guise of making her more ‘experienced’ and making Deku ‘jealous’. He met her eyes from across the classroom, the brunette’s cheeks turning red at the sudden contact. It was hard to believe she’d really been so gullible.

Deku obviously liked her - anyone with half a brain could see that - but love made people blind to all sorts of stuff. Even other people’s love. Not that Mineta cared. He was on top of the fucking world!

“No way!” Kaminari stared down at him, disbelief written plain on his face, “You and…?”

“Jealous?”

“I just-!” Kaminari ran his fingers through his blonde hair, looking between him and Ochako over and over so fast his neck seemed close to snapping, “You two?!” he jabbed a thumb in her direction, “You’re dating Ochako? I thought she liked Deku, dude!”

“What can I say?” Mineta leaned back, hands behind his head, “Chicks dig The Grape. I can’t help it if I’m the sexiest man in UA.”

“How’d…?”

“She asked me.” Mineta lied, “Came to my room the other night and…” he let a smooth grin speak for itself, “Well, you know. A gentleman doesn’t kiss and tell.”

“You two actually-?!”

“Ssshhh!” Mineta scrambled to silence him, before trying to regain a hint of his previous composure, “Like I said, Sparky: a gentleman doesn’t kiss and tell. If you’re doubting our love, why not go and ask Ochako yourself? Actually-!” he hopped off his chair, “-let’s go chat her up. She and I should probably schedule our first date, after all.”

“I… think I’m good, dude.” Kaminari took a step back, “That’s just a little too weird for me.”

“Suit yourself.” Mineta shrugged before waddling over to the brunette. She and Deku were chatting on the other side of the classroom, and the instant she noticed him approaching she seemed to seize up with panic. Mineta hopped onto an unoccupied seat and leaned against the desk, letting arrogance ooze from him like stink on garbage.

“Sup, Ochako?” he said, smirking.

“Ugh… hey, Mineta.” Deku stared at him with wide, oblivious eyes, “What’s up?”

“Um-!” Ochako began, before cutting herself off. She was clearly way too embarrassed to admit they were dating, for some reason, so it would be up to Mineta. He’d get to be the one to tell Deku they were going out. He’d get to reveal that he’d stolen Deku’s crush right out from under him. Deku may be a better hero with a way more awesome Quirk, but Mineta had Ochako.

Truly there was no justice in the world.

And he loved it.

“Wanna grab coffee after school, Ochako?” Mineta asked, still smiling, “Maybe have a little study date?”

Mineta watched Deku’s face with delight as the expression changed. Confusion. Doubt. More confusion. Disbelief. Doubt. Realization. More disbelief. He looked between Ochako - whose face was burning red - and Mineta - who couldn’t look more smug if he tried. His mouth fell open.

“Umm?”

“S-sure!” Ochako forced the word out, “I-!” she smiled at Deku as genuinely as she could, given the agony she was in, “M-Mineta and I are-! W-we’re… going… going out!”

Mineta watched the shock on Deku’s face. 

The horror.

His crush had really been stolen by one of his best friends, and he couldn’t believe it. He probably would’ve believed she was dating Mr. Explodey-Pants before him. He was probably the very last person in the school he would’ve expected her to date, and that feeling just made it all the sweeter. Mineta could honestly say he had no real ill-will towards Deku, but he suddenly found himself in love with the feeling of cucking him.

Deku was better than him at everything and in almost every way.

Yet here was something Mineta could rub in his face!

It was too sweet.

Deku finally forced a trembling, anxious smile as - no doubt - his insides began to liquify from anxiety. He scratched his cheek, laughing nervously at the sheer panic of the situation.

“Th-that’s-!” another nervous laugh, “G-got it! I’m… ugh… yeah.”

Mineta’s eyes narrowed. If Deku spilled the beans now - that he liked Ochako back - it could ruin everything. Mineta had no doubt she’d just reveal it was all a sham and ask him out. Then again, they were both such dorks they might not start dating even if they knew they felt the same way about each other. Mineta still figured it was better to keep an eye on his friend’s big, fat mouth just to make sure he didn’t say anything stupid.

“So…” Deku gripped his pants in his fists, “How long… have…?”

“Just since Saturday.” Mineta crossed his arms.

“And…?” Deku stared down, voicing a question he couldn’t bring himself to ask with just silence alone.

Mineta smirked, then leaned in.

“She asked me.” he whispered, “Sorry, bud. I feel real bad about it, but you know how it goes.”

Mineta leaned back before shooting a wink to Ochako, who looked nearly as nervous out of her mind as Deku. The green-haired boy turned away from the two entirely after a moment, Mineta shooting Ochako an overly confused shrug in response. He leaned against the girl’s desk, smiling.

“So? Date after school?” he asked, just loudly enough to make sure Deku heard.

“Ugh…” Ochako swallowed, hard, “Yeah…”

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Ochako could honestly say she didn’t find a single thing attractive about Mineta. In a way, he was the worst possible candidate for the job she could imagine, but at the same time she couldn’t imagine trying it with anyone else. Who else was she supposed to ask? Iida? He was way too honest for that sort of thing!

“Scary, right?” Mineta asked from the seat next to hers. They’d wound up going to a movie together - a horror movie - after getting coffee. Conversation had been lilting and overly flirtatious, though the latter was definitely not Ochako’s fault. Mineta didn’t seem to think about anything other than women, romance, and everything in between. All he wanted to talk about was all the women he’d been with and how much Deku ‘didn’t deserve her’. 

Really, it was only succeeding in making Ochako hate the little twerp.

“If you get scared, just remember; I’m right next to you.” Mineta grinned, talking as if he wasn’t literally half her height. How was she supposed to (hypothetically) cling to him when the only thing that came up above their armrest was his grapes?! And she definitely didn’t fancy the idea of grabbing those.

“R… right.” she forced a smile as the movie began.

He was short, he reeked of cheap cologne and abrasive deodorant, he didn’t brush his teeth, and he had nothing nice to say about anyone but himself and her.

How was she doing all of this with him?!

Ochako jumped as she felt a hand land on hers. Mineta flipped hers over so that their palms were touching, giving the woman a chance to appreciate how weirdly small his hands were. They were about half the size of hers, though thick and ugly. Still, as much as she wanted to shudder and pull away, she knew they had to keep up the act.

“Come on!” Mineta hissed, “You gotta practice, Ochako!”

“I know…” she sighed.

“A movie theater’s the perfect place, too!” Mineta squeezed her hand as best he could with his short, little fingers, “If it helps, just pretend I’m Deku! What would you do if he was here?”

Ochako hung her head.

She squeezed his hand back.

“Perfect…” Mineta leaned back and breathed a sigh of relief that made Uraraka shudder. She could hardly believe she’d ever been so desperate as to listen to him. How was she this stupid?! What was wrong with her?!

The movie - horror, involving the ghost of a dead author - was a bit slow-burn. It was creepy, and Uraraka definitely would’ve preferred to have Deku next to her, but she was fine with it. Mineta - on the other hand - started trembling as soon as the music shifted. A violin worked itself into the score and instantly she felt sweat pool on his palm.

She felt like letting go, but he was clutching her hand too tight.

Uraraka glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, finding that he was trembling and sweating, teeth chattering. Suddenly, the sympathetic hero in her melted through the cynicism and she leaned over.

“Are you okay?” she whispered.

Without even speaking, Mineta jumped into her lap like a scared child and clung to her. Ochako - suddenly having her classmate pressed fully against her chest - couldn’t help but blush. She glanced around to make sure nobody was watching before carefully, awkwardly placing a hand on the back of his head.

“Ugh…” she mumbled, “Th… there, the-”

She was cut off by a kiss.

Her eyes widened.

Mineta’s tongue - bitter and surprisingly long - was in her mouth before she could stop it. It dragged along her teeth, her lips, the roof of her mouth. She felt him cling to her more tightly, holding onto her with surprisingly strong arms as he explored the inside of her mouth. Ochako was too stunned to be embarrassed and too confused to be disgusted. 

At least, at first.

Hands grabbed her face and pulled it towards his as the bitter taste of his mouth invaded hers. He held her like a paradoxically strong toddler, Ochako only managing to clear her head when his tongue reached so far back in her throat that she gagged.

She managed to push him away, leaving him silhouetted against the movie behind him. She couldn’t see his face, but she could feel his animalistic breath on her neck and caught the faint glimmer of drool droplets as they fell from his lips and momentarily caught the light of the film. Ochako just stared at him, too surprised to even speak.

“C-c’mon, Ochakoooo!” his voice was hideously warped with lust, trembling like a rabid animal, “Just pretend I’m Deku! This is all for him, right?! This is all for Deku! Just kiss me like I’m Deku!”

Ochako wanted to resist, but the bestial lust pouring off of the little man made it difficult. She suddenly found herself straining to hold him back as he pushed forward again, his drool dripping onto her clothes. Ochako winced and cringed as his face crawled closer and closer to hers.

She couldn’t scream - they were in public - and some strange part of her told her she shouldn’t resist. This was basically what she signed up for; a practice boyfriend. Someone to make Deku jealous. But… no! No, she hated it! She didn’t want to make him jealous, she just wanted to date him! She should just tell him how she-

Mineta broke through her grip and grabbed her again. He pushed her into the chair and kissed her hard, his tongue licking against her clenched teeth to ask for permission to enter. Ochako held as firm as she could, gripping her armrests in white-knuckled hands as the tiny man assaulted her.

She felt something dig into her chest. Something hard.

It prodded just around her ribs and stomach, grinding into her as Mineta fought to get her mouth open. He was disgusting and animalistic and sloppy, dragging his tongue along her mouth and wetting her lips with his saliva. There wasn’t a hint of affection to it, just panting, bestial savagery.

And eventually it became too much for Ochako.

Her mouth slipped open and he was inside in a moment. His tongue slithered against hers as he grabbed her face again and held their mouths together. They sealed tight, only breaking so that they could drag in quick, desperate gulps of air. Finally, Mineta trembled and shook from head to toe. His legs buckled and Ochako found herself subconsciously rescuing him. She grabbed him, keeping him from toppling off her lap as she felt something hot and wet begin to plume across her stomach. Mineta melted in her grip, his tongue entwining with hers until the bitter end.

Ochako finally pulled a hand away and - confused - felt her stomach. Her blouse was drenched with something hot and sticky; something coming from the bulge in front of Mineta’s pants.

Her heart sank.

She pulled Mineta away, the small gremlin grabbing her bottom lip in his teeth as she did so. The sudden tug against her, the sudden intensity of it, was enough to make Ochako freeze. She stared forward into the boy’s bottomlessly perverted eyes, which she could make out as smoldering even in the darkness.

The smell hit her.

The smell of his cum.

He released her lip.

Ochako shuddered.

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“Y… you-?!” Deku looked like he wanted to die.

“Yup. She kissed me.” Mineta shrugged, “The second the lights were off, right on the lips. Even I was a little surprised.” the boy grinned at his friend, who was clearly mortified, “Could barely keep her off me. Let’s just say I… don’t remember much of the movie. Heheh.”

Deku swallowed. He was sweating like a fountain, his skin pale, his eyes so wide the lids had disappeared.

“And… th-then what… h-happened?” he mumbled.

“A gentleman doesn’t kiss and tell, Deku.” Mineta held up a hand, “Let’s just say we’ve got another date lined up already. Yup. Things’re going pre~tty good so far.” he couldn’t resist, “Probably gonna do her here pretty quick.”

Deku looked close to puking.

“D-d-d-d-? ‘Do… her…’?” he mumbled, white as a sheet.

“Give a little taste of the Grape Juice.” Mineta chuckled, lasciviously, “I mean, she clearly wants it. She’s - like - suuuper easy, honestly. She was all over me in the theatre, if you know what I mean. Sorry, Deku. I just can’t help it if I’m popular with women, you know?”

Deku gripped his pants in his fists, “I… I…”

“Don’t worry about it, dude!” Mineta clapped him on the leg, “If it doesn’t work out, I’ll put in a good word for ya! Promise. Now-!” he caught Ochako’s gaze from the doorway, “Oh! Gotta go. She must be getting ‘lonely’.”

He left before Deku could say anything more, though - judging by the sweat pouring off the boy’s face - he might not be in any position to talk at all. Mineta practically skipped out of the room, meeting the brunette in the hallway.

“What’s up, baby?” he asked, leaning against the wall.

Ochako glared down at him, her gaze hard as cold marble.

Then it fractured.

“I…” she paused, “I don’t know if I can keep doing this…”

Mineta instantly felt his pulse quicken, eyes darting up to hers, “W-what?! Hang on, baby, what’s wrong? Come on, you can tell me! Are you just too attracted to me? Is that-?”

“No, definitely not.” Ochako said, bluntly, “It’s just…” she twisted her skirt, “I… I don’t ‘like’ you. And I can’t pretend to! It’s not fair to anyone! Not Deku, or me, or you!”

“I’m totally cool with it, baby!” Mineta urged, “Plus, you-!” he glanced around to make sure they were alone, “-you don’t need to like me! It’s all just an act, right? It’s just acting!”

Ochako hugged herself and fell against the wall, gaze drifting to the floor, “I just… I don’t know…”

“Gimme one chance!” Mineta felt vigor well in his chest, “One more date and I’ll make sure to turn things around! You’ll see just how brilliant The Grape’s strategy is, trust me! Just one more date, baby! I promise Deku’ll be begging you to date him after it!”

Ochako sighed.

“I…” she caught sight of his smile, which was brimming with such pompous confidence it was difficult to argue with, “Oh… fine…”

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Ochako’s gaze was glued to the floor.

She’d really brought him back to her room.

Not that she was planning on doing anything lewd with him, of course, but she’d still actually brought Mineta back to her bedroom! Again. And they were dating this time. They’d already kissed! And she was about 99% sure she knew what that sticky stuff he’d splattered on her clothes in the movie theater was.

She pinched the bridge of her nose as the short boy reclined on her bed, looking as pleased as an emperor after a conquest. Ochako stood up and paced back and forth, not sure why they were there or what they’d do or if she could just ask him to leave. Their second date - their second and final date - had been boring.

Dinner at a restaurant - a fast-food restaurant - during which they’d had middling conversation that went nowhere. Mineta was obsessed with talking himself up and putting other guys down. He’d mentioned offhandedly dating half the girls in the class - which Ochako kind of doubted - then bragged about how good he’d done on his various exams. He’d talked up his future as a hero, how easily he could subdue various famous villains, and finally all the absurd things he’d do for Ochako.

All while he smelled like pickle and mustard, and had lettuce in his teeth. He was short and grubby and smelly and annoying and not even remotely cute, and yet for some reason Ochako had actually let him come back to her room.

And lie on her bed.

He was just so… pushy. It was so much easier to just go along with whatever he wanted, as opposed to fighting back. Ochako hated the feeling, but she just couldn’t say no to him! If she said no he’d cry or sulk or beg or spill all his dignity on the floor in some other way, and she just… couldn’t deal with it.

It was easier to just passively go along with what he wanted. Dinner. Holding hands. Kissing. Going back to her room. ‘Hanging out’. Seriously, why had she let him into her room again?! Why was she letting him lie on her bed? It was… gross.

Oh well. Not like anything’s gonna-

She froze.

His pants had a bulge in them. A big, twitching, damp bulge.

She stared.

Their eyes met.

He smirked.

“OOOoooOOOOh, Ochako~!” Mineta moaned as his length slid into her, “I kneeeew you couldn’t resist! I knew you wanted this in you!” she squirmed as another inch pushed into her, “Just admit it, baby girl! Grape Daddy’s got some sweet juice for you if you just-!”

He was cut off by a gasp, his length getting pushed out of her depths by pure tightness alone. Ochako gulped for breath, her entire body shaking with unwanted lust. She whimpered as Mineta smacked his thick rod against her entrance a few times, her hips seizing up in desperation.

How had it come to this?!

What was she doing?! She’d really given it all away to… him?! Why?! What had happened?! How could she be so weak?! How could she let him do such filthy things to her?! All she could remember was the scent of lust and then suddenly he was upon her; his hands on her body, his tongue in her mouth, the smell of his cum in her nose.

Her mind numbed.

Her brain wandered.

And suddenly, she was lying on her bed, half-naked.

Mineta pushed back into her again, his eyes going crossed as his mouth fell open. The look was heinously stupid and idiotic; completely intoxicated by lust and pleasure. She grit her teeth at the sight of it, hating every instant of his intimacy even as he made her hips float.

His cock was enormous.

It was the size of his leg; thick and veiny and hot and curled and ugly. It looked so lascivious and gross that she just… couldn’t resist at all. The instant he had pulled it out, all she could do was stare. And it had led her here. She felt breath get crushed from her lungs as the hot, maddening slab of meat pushed into her. Mineta clung to her soft thighs for support as he pushed in, finally managing to bottom out.

Ochako could barely believe such a massive thing could fit into her, but the instant she felt his balls slap against her lips she could only feel deep, deep gratitude.

No! Nonono, she couldn’t enjoy it!

She gripped her blankets as the small man started thrusting. It was slow and sticky and deliberate at first, as he got his hips rocking, but even those simple thrusts fucked her up. Ochako clawed at her bed and tried not to scream, stomach tensing and rolling as the massive thing punched into her.

His precum dripped from the fat head and melted her insides, her walls coiling around him as she fucked her. Ochako’s own eyes crossed, her mouth dropping open to expel hot, steamy breath. She twisted to the side and gripped the sheets, sealing her eyes shut to block out the sinful sight of her partner.

Even if she couldn’t see him, she could smell him. Feel him. His clammy breath on her clear skin, the foul odor of his cock stinging her nose, the insane heat of his member; it was all so vivid it drove her insane.

Mineta hit her extra hard, her mind going completely fuzzy. His heat was fucking her up so bad she could hardly think anymore, dizziness and numbness tantalizing her mind and begging for it to shut off entirely. Her body just wanted to enjoy it, even as her brain seized up with humiliation.

Mineta!

Her first time was with Mineta!

His thrusting got more consistent, his drool pouring down onto her stomach as he started going fully bestial with his lust. His eyes clouded, his fingers clawed and bit into her skin and saliva dripped from his beakish lips. She felt herself become nothing but an outlet for his fury; a vent for his raging, angst-filled horniness. He pounded into her, bottoming out over and over while Ochako could do nothing but clamp her hands over her mouth.

Her eyes crossed, legs subconsciously wrapping around his tiny waist as if he might even think of pulling out. The boy dug his short, stubby fingers into her skin as he gripped her waist and fucked her, Ochako’s soft, taut body reaching an agonizingly sweet crescendo.

They brought each other higher and higher, Ochako dearly wishing she could just scream her head off. Scream from the pain, the lust, the pleasure, the humiliation; all of it. Instead she just grit her teeth and wept boiling tears as Mineta fucked her into jelly. They drank each other’s lust and fed more hungrily off the pleasure, the brunette finally feeling her entire body start to tremble.

The orgasm hit her like a freight train, Mineta pounding it out of her so hard her brain shut off. For a few seconds, the world just became blackness and an insane, clenching crescendo. Her hands gripped the blankets above her head, her hips rising, her toes gripping the bed.

Blackness.

Pounding, magnificent blackness.

Everything melted and her body buzzed and hummed as it was pounded to orgasm by the tiny many’s giant cock. It faded back in, her senses returning to her. She could feel the veins and ridges of his nasty dick inside of her, she could taste the orgasm on her tongue, she could hear the slapping of his balls against her butt, and all she could see was the ceiling above her.

Mineta thrust into her.

He came.

Ochako might have realized he’d done it inside if she could form a coherent thought, but she also couldn’t even tell where his fluids ended and hers began. Her depths were so mushy and soaked that his cum just added an extra hint of heat to a red-hot ocean.

Mineta seized up, feeling her milk the cum from his dick until he had nothing left to give. He dragged out of her, Ochako heaving a sigh of relief as his enormity left her depths. She gaped, cum and precum and liquid sex dripping out of her cunt and onto the mattress.

For a moment, Ochako just enjoyed the feeling of her brain being soup.

Then:

Knock knock knock.

Ochako stared at Mineta, then the door.

“Ochako?”

It was Deku’s voice.

Ochako felt herself start to panic, just catching sight of Mineta’s perverted smile before he was upon her. She fought with him as silently as she could, but it was hopeless. They toppled as quietly as they could to the floor, Ochako getting tangled up in the blanket before managing to break free. Still, she was helpless to stop Mineta. He ripped the purple balls from his head and used them to pin her down, getting her stuck on her hands and knees.

More knocking.

“O… Ochako? Are you there?”

Ochako felt a searing spear of panic fly through her chest. Guilt and shame and terror welled up inside of her until all she could think to do was answer. She opened her mouth to call out to him - to make up some lie to try to get him to leave - but then something entered her mouth.

A ball.

It tasted like bitter chemicals and it perfectly fit in her mouth, making it impossible to speak. Her tongue stuck to it, Ochako’s eyes widening as she felt Mineta’s hardness prod her. A pair of balls had been stuck to the back of her thighs, which the short boy had to stand on to reach her entrance.

“Sorry, Deku, could you keep it down?”

Ochako’s heart froze.

“M… Mineta?!”

The brunette winced, knees threatening to buckle as a loud smack caught her across the ass. Her heart beat faster than she thought possible as she let out an involuntary whimper of pain. Mineta’s head dug into her and began to enter her, the brunette seizing up in dread.

No! Nononono, please! Not like this! Deku! No! Please stop! she glanced back at Mineta, eyes wide, issuing a silent plea, Please stop! Don’t! Please, please, please!

He pushed inside of her, Ochako’s eyes crossing just from the effort to take him. Mineta chuckled as he tasted her depths once again, bottoming out so much more easily than the first time. He cracked her across the ass again, Uraraka grunting into the purple ball in her mouth.

Heat radiated off her body as he prodded around inside of her, finally finding a special, little pleasure button hidden right above her cervix. He gently prodded it, Ochako groaning as her eyes fought to stay open.

“It’s really too bad!” Mineta mused, Ochako barely even able to hear him, “You two both like each other, and yet…” another smack. Ochako trembled as she felt her soft butt ripple from the force, hardly able to register what Mineta was saying. Each time he dug into her and pressed that button, he turned her brain off for a second.

“W-what?!”

“Yeah.” Mineta gripped her hips in his pudgy, little hands, “She likes you, too.” Ochako reddened, “But here she is, with my dick in her! Sorry, buddy!”

Ochako’s heart did a backflip.

Deku… likes… me? her back arched, popping her ass out a bit more as Mineta ground his head against her deepest corner, Deku… Deku… he’s… 

Her eyes drifted to the door.

Somehow, she knew Deku was still there. Still listening.

And that thought set her brain on fire. She melted as Mineta pounded into her harder, each thrust even more dizzying than the last. Her body temperature rose with each slick stab, their hips meeting over and over and over again until Ochako couldn’t think anymore.

Drool fell onto the small of her back as Mineta gradually melted across her body and hugged her from behind. His massive dick carved her out inside, their love juices making such a sickeningly lewd ‘sluck sluck sluck’ sound that she nearly passed out. He bottomed out over and over, his wickedly curved cock managing to hook her insides and nearly pull them out with each thrust.

She felt every inch of his lovingly gross dick as it rubbed inside of her, her walls tightening on it harder and harder by the second.

“If you’d just had the balls-!” Mineta grunted, “-this could’ve been you fucking her, dude!” he laughed, hysterically as she tightened on him, his world melting into pleasure, “But no! I get to cum in her!”

His drool pooled on her back as he gripped her and came. Ochako collapsed forward awkwardly, her limbs still stuck to the ground by the big, purple balls. Her thighs trembled as she came from the feeling of his swollen cock blowing its load inside of her. Hot cum gushed into her pussy as Mineta gave a few more thrusts to smear it around.

The purple ball in Ochako’s mouth hit the ground and got stuck. She lay prone with Mineta on top of her, the dirty, little creep still not done. Ochako could see just under the door, making out the shadows of two feet standing there. Deku. He was watching. Listening. He knew she was getting fucked to orgasm, and yet he was just standing there.

Mineta poured himself into her again and Ochako groaned her approval into the purple gag in her mouth. She wanted Deku to see her like this. How could he possibly not see her as a woman now?

Mineta became nothing more than a melted puddle on her back, his hips still thrusting like they had a mind of their own. She could feel his sweat, his drool, his heat, his stench, all dripping off her own skin like she was wearing him. His big, ugly dick carved her out more and she quivered.

This…

This was worth it all.