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Bakugou gets hit with a quirk that connects his physical senses to Uraraka for 24 hours. Annoyingly, it’s a one way quirk, so Bakugou is the only one affected while Uraraka is just having another regular Saturday. They both agree to stay in their rooms, but everyone knows what happens in Uraraka’s room every Saturday.
“Listen, I don’t give a damn how horny he is, don’t you dare let the nerd into your room! It’ll be fucking weird if I can feel everything!” He demanded. Every weekend, the entire class had to slap their pillows over their ears while listening to Uraraka’s bed slam into the wall and floor, like thunder shaking the entire dorm as she and Deku went at it all night long. It was fucking torture.
Uraraka promised that nothing weird would happen while Bakugou was connected to her body, so with a threatening glare, he let her off the hook and sat alone in his room counting the seconds until the quirk would wear off. 1 hour down, 23 more to go.
That’s when it happened: fingers sliding down his sides even though he was alone in the room. He clutched his stomach and whipped his head around instinctively, but there was barely any time to realize what was happening before the fingers slid back up his sides and began groping at his chest.
“What the fuck?!” He’d always had a rather busty chest, but he could very much feel boobs that weren’t his sitting heavily on his chest as large fingers dug into their fat, groping shamelessly. And...he could feel his body pressing back into the fingers, pushing those boobs forward…
No. This couldn’t be happening. No fucking way he would let this happen! He shot out of his bed and marched to his door, explosions already sparking in his hand, when those hands suddenly slid down to grope the thighs.
He could practically hear Uraraka moan as her legs were swatted apart. Her pants slid off, and Bakugou collapsed onto the floor and tugged his pants up even though they weren’t moving—it was only the sensation of her clothes being removed. All of it. Every last piece.
He shuddered and hugged himself again to try and cover the sensation of nakedness, but it was like his own shirt and sweatpants weren’t even there. The fingers from earlier now trailed down Uraraka’s naked body, and the feeling of rough scars rubbing across her skin confirmed who it was.
It was obvious—they had a routine and everyone knew it—but maybe, just maybe, he could’ve lived out the next hour or so in denial for his own pride. But now, that illusion was shattered, and the image of Deku in between Uraraka’s legs, and thus, in between Bakugou’s legs, was stuck in his head.
He shakily started towards his door again when…
“Mmm!” He smacked his hands over his mouth, collapsing onto his ass as Deku rubbed his craggly fingers over Uraraka’s clit, grinding in circles and teasing her slit with his thumb before delivering a light smack to her pussy.
Bakugou’s eyes widened, pupils shaky with unshed tears. All of his blood rushed to his face, knees shaking too much to try and get up. He had a pussy...this was what it felt like to have a pussy...he couldn’t feel anything even resembling a dick in between his legs—just a wet, squishy cunt that somehow pulsed with heat from the inside out, unlike anything his body had ever felt before.
He desperately closed his legs together, practically strangling his own dick in between his thighs, but it didn’t change anything as Deku’s scarred hands rubbed over her pussy again and again, sending shockwaves of disbelief and pleasure through Bakugou’s body.
Uraraka’s pussy was leaking, getting her inner thighs all wet, and Deku wasn’t helping as his hand spread her womanly juices around her pussy, shoving a finger inside every now and then only to spread her pussy lips and roughly flick his finger out to coax even more wetness out of her.
“Fuck...fuck, fuck, fuck!” Bakugou gasped, heart pounding as he scooted so his back was against the foot of his bed. He arched his back, squirming as those sensitive pussy rubs had him humping the air. He rubbed at his thighs, trying to wipe at an uncomfortable wetness that wasn’t actually there. And then…
“Mmm!” He smacked his hands onto his mouth even harder, eyes shooting wide open as Deku kissed her. As Deku kissed...him.
Uraraka’s mouth easily fell open, letting Deku’s tongue slide past her lips where it licked the insides of her mouth, spreading his saliva, mixing it with hers before the two began playfully swirling their tongues around each other and sliding them back and forth in a wet, messy tongue-filled kiss that sucked each other’s saliva into each other’s mouth.
Bakugou’s head went light, humiliation squeezing in his gut like butterflies until he collapsed completely against his bed, leaning back with his eyes falling shut. He just had to block it out, but Deku’s tongue was so oppressive, giving no room for rest or any time to think, greedily tasting Uraraka’s mouth and letting Bakugou taste Deku. He had a mouthful of Deku’s saliva in his mouth, and whenever Uraraka swallowed some of it down, Bakugou found himself also swallowing, instinctively.
All of this happened while Deku continued to play with her pussy, rubbing her harder and faster until finally he slipped his fingers inside and let them sink deep inside of her instead of teasing her.
“Fuuuck!” Bakugou squeezed his crotch as Uraraka expertly took his large fingers down to their knuckles, letting him curl them until he was making creepy beckoning motions inside of her pussy that itched the roof of her walls, and Bakugou had just discovered the most sensitive area of Uraraka’s pussy that he never needed to know but would never forget as he cried out in pleasure.
Uraraka must’ve been making similar sounds and faces to encourage Deku, because his fingers got even more aggressive, rubbing back and forth inside of her pussy walls until he was lightly finger fucking her with two fingers while the other free ones continued to squeeze against the outside of her pussy.
Somehow, Bakugou managed to slide out of his clothes, sweating too hard. He climbed on top of his bed and stared at his dick, flushed and leaking precum as if to mimic Uraraka’s wet pussy. He couldn’t even feel his dick, though, overwhelmed by her pussy taking over his body as Deku fingered her even faster.
“I train with these fingers every day, you know. You wanna feel how strong they’ve gotten?” Deku’s voice invaded Bakugou’s head—he couldn’t actually hear him, so he could only conclude that he was losing his mind as his fingers pumped harder into Uraraka’s pussy, showing no remorse as if he really was air force blasting her pussy with his fingers, fucking her deeper and deeper.
It was his first time, so Bakugou had no clue what was happening. All he knew was that Uraraka’s pussy was getting wetter and hotter and much tighter, squeezing around Deku’s fingers. Then the convulsions started, spasming from her pussy into her core until it rippled through every inch of Bakugou’s body, making him arch his back.
“Ahhhhhh! Deku!” The tears of humiliation streaked down his face as Uraraka came, and witnessing the female orgasm for the first time had Bakugou’s brain blanking out for a second. Deku’s fingers were relentless, pounding her pussy through her orgasm and making her ride it out, cruelly spreading her pussy lips to make her squirt.
Bakugou’s dick sprayed cum across his stomach, as if mimicking Uraraka’s squirting pussy as she wet herself, coating Bakugou in the sensation of womanly fluids covering his thighs and stomach.
He panted for air, face red. He needed a few minutes to recuperate, but neither he nor Uraraka got that as suddenly her pussy was even wetter, dripping with wetness, covered in wetness...no, covered in something that was already wet!
“Ahhhh!” Bakugou cried out in pleasure and humiliation as Deku licked her cunt juices off of her thighs before swirling his tongue around her pussy, cleaning it up and then slurping right on top of her pussy lips. If Bakugou found Deku’s fingers oppressive, his tongue was even worse, sliding inside of her pussy while his mouth latched onto her and began sucking and slurping and carving his tongue upwards against the sensitive roof of her pussy.
He shook his head in denial, thrashed back and forth, and kicked his legs up to try and push Deku’s face out from in between his legs, but there was nothing he could do as Deku drank Uraraka’s pussy juices straight from the source, driving Bakugou mad with the sensation of his rival’s tongue licking inside of him.
This was no mere cleaning—Deku had licked up so much of those pussy squirting juices, but he kept sucking and slurping and licking against her pussy, rubbing his face all over it and moaning, sending vibrations up through her clit as if he was speaking into it. There were no words to describe what his mouth was doing to her pussy, no words to describe how skilled Deku was, but within a minute, Bakugou slammed his hands over his mouth and moaned as Uraraka came again, squirting directly into Deku’s mouth this time, and Deku fucking kept slurping, as if he was sucking her orgasm out of her pussy with a straw.
Bakugou could imagine what blowjobs were like, but this was so much different. His crotch wasn’t going into something—instead, Deku’s tongue went inside of his crotch. It was fucking weird and so fucking good. Deku’s tongue penetrating felt so fucking good, like it caused vibrations through his entire body because Deku was licking inside of him, sucking until Uraraka’s pussy had died down from its second orgasm.
Both she and Bakugou panted, laying back on the bed with dazed eyes. They needed to catch their breath, but instead, something big and thick and heavy laid flat on their tongues as their mouths opened wide.
Deku had a very particular smell that always stunk up the locker room. Oftentimes, he and Deku found themselves alone in the locker room after sparring longer than the others, and while Bakugou’s quirk literally relied on his sweat, Deku still somehow always managed to smell even sweatier, filling the locker room with the smell of 10 musky men.
That strong smell now overwhelmed Bakugou’s senses up close and personal, only it was somehow even stronger than normal, and...it wasn’t just the smell. The taste stuck to his tongue. It tasted the same as it smelled, only he couldn’t get rid of it and the taste just filled his entire mouth until it poked his throat—
“Mmmm!” He shook his head, but he couldn’t shake Deku’s cock out of his mouth as Uraraka easily took it down her throat and sucked in her cheeks. She rubbed her tongue beneath his cock, and all at once, the intense flavor of Deku’s cock was draining down his mouth from her eager sucking.
His eyes rolled to the back of his head as the taste of Deku cock filled his mouth. The stupid nerd he always made fun of was now getting Bakugou drunk on the taste of his sweaty dick, and he could do nothing to escape it. Deku’s cock was so big and heavy as it squeezed farther down his throat, the weight of it seemed to pin Bakugou’s head to the bed even though there wasn’t actually anything in his mouth.
Uraraka took his dick like an expert, countless nights of training allowing her to take his cock without gagging despite how huge it seemed. Bakugou would’ve been impressed with her skill if he wasn’t busy being impressed and shocked and humiliated at how massive Deku’s cock was. It was like an entire arm going down Bakugou’s throat!
Deku must’ve shifted positions, because his cock turned a bit inside of his mouth. Then, suddenly, a pair of heavy, fat balls smothered Bakugou’s nose. He knew the smell of sweaty nuts well enough to immediately know that Deku was teabagging Uraraka’s nose, forcing her to inhale the smell of his balls. Forcing Bakugou to inhale it.
He held his breath, but Uraraka took the deepest breaths possible. There was nothing stranger than plugging his nose, but still smelling and tasting Deku’s balls.
Uraraka wouldn’t stop breathing and sucking and sniffing, even pushing her head up to take him deeper down her throat while pushing her face into those huge balls, letting Bakugou feel how heavy they were, how they churned with Deku’s thick baby-making seed.
Speaking of Deku’s seed, the taste of his precum leaked into Bakugou’s mouth as Deku began thrusting, pulling his cock back enough to let his precum cover Uraraka’s tongue before ramming down to drip it directly down her throat.
Bakugou was familiarizing himself with every facet of Deku’s cock, the way it tasted and smelled and felt. His brain was numb, like fumes of Deku’s sweaty cock invaded his head and shut his brain off so he could only think about his cock.
He was drunk on Deku’s cock, just like Uraraka.
As she sucked, Bakugou shoved his fingers into his mouth and began sucking just as eagerly. His own saliva dripped down his fingers and got all over his chin, but he could only moan in bliss as he got to feel himself sucking and all he tasted was Deku’s cock, Deku’s musk, Deku’s everything.
Fingers prodded Uraraka’s pussy again, rubbing and smacking lightly, spreading her wetness all around her clit before suddenly he pulled his dick out, and both Uraraka and Bakugou gasped for air.
Now, with a second to breathe, Bakugou sat up and sputtered, pulling his fingers out of his mouth and staring at his own hard dick. His skin crawled with humiliation and shame, as if he no longer felt right in his own body, his pride totally shattered. No matter how much he spat, the taste of Deku’s cock clung inside of his mouth, and the smell of his balls stuck to his face.
Then, that same heavy weight that had occupied his mouth suddenly smacked right between his legs, laying on top of Uraraka’s pussy, and Bakugou’s stomach dropped into the floor.
“No...no, no, fuck no!” He gasped, smacking his own dick as if it was Deku’s, trying to push it off of his crotch. Instead of flying off, Deku’s cock just rubbed back and forth, squishing against Uraraka’s wet pussy and bathing in her squirted juices.
His breathing had deepened to the point of nearly hyperventilating, his eyes wide as he stared at a nonexistent cock on his nonexistent pussy. Slowly, the sounds of his own gasps faded, and he could hear only the imagination of Deku’s voice in his head:
“You hear me banging her so loudly every weekend, right? It’s time for you to find out what it’s like to be in her place, Kacchan. I’m going to fuck you.”
Maybe it was the taste of Deku’s cock engraved into his taste buds or the numbness of his huge size still heavy in his throat, or the current heaviness of his cock smacking onto Uraraka’s pussy, but more drool began trickling down Bakugou’s chin as he slowly spread his legs. Instinct. Making room for that cock to enter his pussy.
Deku slid inside slowly enough, stretching out Uraraka’s walls. He took things just slowly enough so as to not cause pain, but quickly enough to overwhelm Bakugou as the feeling of a stuffed pussy weighed down his entire lower half before he had time to get used to it.
Uraraka must’ve been used to it, though, because her legs wrapped around Deku’s waist, pulling him in even more as Bakugou moaned and squirmed on his bed.
“Fuck, fuck, too much! Too big...you’re so big, Deku!” He moaned to no one, spreading his legs even wider, even hooking his arms behind his knees to hold his legs open so Deku could sink his monstrous cock as deep inside as possible. It felt like Deku’s cock was in his stomach, stuffing him completely. His eyes were mere slits staring up at the ceiling, imagining Deku’s face right above him, imagining the sight Uraraka must have right now.
The two of them must’ve been talking because Deku began moving slowly, pumping his hips back and forth, his cock in and out. Every time there was a slight wince of pain from overstretching, he would stop, and Bakugou found himself sighing in relief that Uraraka’s pussy was so good at taking such a massive stud inside of her.
Deku’s imaginary words rang in his head, though—promises of showing Bakugou what it was like to be beneath him when Deku was making the entire dorm lose sleep from breaking Uraraka’s bed. He would be making good on that promise soon enough, because the soft, gentle humping quickly turned into faster thrusts. Deku held Uraraka down and sucked on her neck, kissing his way down to her boobs and then shoving his face into her tits while he fucked her, jerking his hips forward hard enough to smack his heavy balls against her ass.
Bakugou trembled from head to toe, eyes rolling back into his head as Deku fucked pussy juices down Uraraka’s thigh. If he thought he knew how sensitive her pussy was from Deku’s fingers, he was now discovering everything—Deku’s massive cock left every inch of Uraraka’s pussy quivering in sensitivity, dragging and rubbing across the deepest depths of her walls as he slammed his fat dick into her nonstop.
Then, there it was—the distant sound of bed creaking. Deku was fucking Uraraka so loudly, so harshly, that it made her walls vibrate and her floor thud. It made everything even more real for Bakugou as he squeezed his eyes shut and imagined Deku holding him down and fucking him so hard that his bed was starting to groan and dip beneath them.
“You like that, Kacchan? Bet it’s hard to complain about the noise when you’re the one getting it, huh? Mmm, fuck yeah! Take it, Kacchan! I’m gonna fuck you so hard everyone will hear your bed being pounded into the floor! Pounded by me, by Deku, the kid you used to pick on! How’s it feel to be my bitch now, huh, Kacchan? Does my dick feel good inside of your pussy?”
Bakugou screamed in pleasure, eyes wide as Deku pounded harder and faster. The sounds got louder and rougher. His own hips jerked back and forth, trying to mimic how fast Uraraka was moving against Deku as his cock bludgeoned her pussy so hard it must’ve been bruising her sensitive walls!
“Does your pussy feel good? Does it feel good having a pussy for me to use? Tell me, Kacchan. Tell me how your pussy feels! Tell me how good my dick feels fucking you open!”
He tugged at the bedsheets, arch backing off of the bed. “Fuck, Deku! So good...so fucking good! Your dick is so fucking big! Fuck me! Fuck my pussy! I love your cock in my pussy!” He moaned, the words spilling out, not a hint of shame left in his numb brain, the pride fucked out of him as Deku fucked even rougher, as if he could hear Bakugou, as if spurred on by the truth of how much Bakugou loved his cock.
Deku’s mouth slammed into Uraraka’s, sharing the taste of her pussy and his cock, mixing them together as he fucked her like an animal and groped every inch of her body, sliding his hands up her thick curves and sides to her breasts and holding her shoulders down, keeping her steady so he could fuck her even harder without blowing her away.
Bakugou felt like a ragdoll, a toy for Deku to hold down and use. In this moment, his pussy was the most useful part of him, and it wasn’t even his own pussy but he didn’t care. He squeezed his eyes shut and thanked the world for letting him feel Deku’s massive cock ramming into his pussy as his entire body spasmed and he came.
Deku pounded the orgasm out of him, riding him through it, fucking his pussy into a mess and turning it into a puddle of sex juices, sticky and wet and hot in ways that were completely foreign to Bakugou, which made it even hotter as unfamiliar sensations of cumming from his pussy invaded his mind and body.
Then, all at once, Deku’s cock buried itself as deep inside of Uraraka’s pussy as possible, forcing her walls to squeeze around his cock, milking it.
Flames filled Bakugou’s body from the inside. Deku’s cock spit wave after thick wave of hot seed inside, filling up every inch of pussy, shooting so hard his sperm practically bounced off of the deepest depths of her pussy, surrounding his dick and then dripping out the sides of her pussy. What felt like gallons of Deku’s thick cream filled Uraraka until she was brimming with his cum, until her pussy felt several pounds heavier, weighing down on Bakugou as he moaned, tongue hanging out.
He collapsed on the bed completely, twitching every now and then as Deku humped Uraraka’s body, pushing his cock and his cum even deeper inside, pushing more of it out of her, all while he ran his tongue up her body to suck on her tits like the pervert he was.
Uraraka had gone just as motionless as Bakugou save for her ankles wrapped around Deku’s back, keeping his cock deep inside of her, letting him unload and empty his heavy balls. Every weekend, Deku stored up an entire weeks’ worth of thick seed and flushed it down Uraraka’s cunt. And now, Bakugou could share that feeling of a weeks’ worth of Deku’s cum just swimming inside of him, sticky and thick and never ending.
When he pulled out, he wiped the fat tip of his cock all along her pussy and smacked it on top of her clit a few times, as if flopping the last drops of semen out of his dick, using her body like a cum rag to wipe off onto. It was dirty and degrading—enough to bring Bakugou back to his senses just enough to stare down and make sure he didn’t actually have a pussy full of Deku’s cum.
He sighed in relief. How fucked up was that? After everything that had just happened to him, he had to settle on being relieved that it wasn’t physically real for his body. He couldn’t believe what had just happened. The best scenario he could hope for now was that this was Uraraka’s cruel revenge on him and that she hadn’t told Deku about the quirk connecting his body to hers. As long as Deku didn’t know, he could stay relieved...
The relief only lasted half a minute, because suddenly Deku’s cock slapped onto Uraraka’s pussy even harder, revealing his erection at full length. Bakugou’s head spun as he tried to close his legs, gasping when Deku squished the tip of his cock between Uraraka’s pussy lips.
Right...every weekend, Deku pounded Uraraka so hard it made the bed slam against the floor and wall. And every weekend, it kept the entire class awake for hours on end...because the two of them would fuck for hours on end.
“Oh, fuck.” Bakugou whispered—the last words he could muster before Deku’s stupid huge fat massive awful amazing cock shoved inside, making all of his cum spill out of Uraraka’s pussy, making room for another fresh load of his stored up cum.
2 hours down, 22 more to go. Bakugou was totally fucked.