Bakugo was not unfamiliar with heat and sweat, but his current situation may have been too much. The eccrine glands near the young man’s palms served to power his explosion-based quirk, but those fine structures had bubbled up into nothing but chyme as the skin and muscles of his palms unraveled. Leaving behind nothing more than the dissolving carpals, metacarpals, and various other tiny bones located in the hand to brew in the thickening chyme. Bakugo’s explosive emotions mirrored the explosive intensity of his abilities and current digestive bath.

Many of the words that he expelled from between his lips had served as projectiles towards Izuku Midoriya in the past. In a civilized society that is supported by heroes, the deaths caused by villainy and crime was at an all-time low. Thus, the greatest grievances that one could usually cause a person was through their words. By damaging one’s self-confidence and ushering them closer to the precipice of despair and giving up, an uncaring individual can causally shove someone off the cliff of life and down to a fatal demise. That was what Bakugo had done to Izuku day in and day out. Before and after the freckled and plain boy had first displayed the quirk that he mysteriously acquired at a young age.

This had not gone unnoticed by the eyes of their peers and colleagues. Thus, after considering all of this, it wasn’t surprising that the next time that Ochako had seen Bakugo her cheeks flushed a rosy, red hue. At the spontaneous thought that popped up in the young woman’s mind, of how Bakugo might feel slipping between her own plush lips. Ochako’s blushing did not go unnoticed by Bakugo, who promptly mistook the physiological rubor for affection directed towards the bully. Alas, the blonde-haired boy’s explosive emotions took the helm once more, and he called the amber-haired girl a useless fat sow.

Grumble

Those words and the angry vociferous growl unleashed by her stomach made solidified a nascent resolve within Ochako. For someone that caused Izuku so much pain with the figurative daggers shot from his mouth, Bakugo may have deserved being made victim to someone else’s pair of lips. Therefore, Ochako moved her body swiftly and deftly. This, in addition to Bakugo’s own surprise at the sudden physical contact of the girl grabbing his arms and pulling him closer to her, caused the bully’s head to vanish.

Gluck

And then his torso.

Gluck

Gluck

Followed by his legs.

Gluck

Gluck

The aperture of Ochako’s maw widened to a grotesque scale, and so did the girth of her neck, until the expanse of her middle began to expand. Then, a little bit afterwards, both her lips and neck began to taper in distention. Before returning to their normal anatomical scale. A gross contrast to the immense opulence of the U.A. student’s belly that busted through her attire. The resulting lumps and impressions of Bakugo’s outline was evident from the struggles within Ochako’s simmering stomach.

Glorsh

After being carried by the strong peristalsis of Ochako’s throat, the bully was snugly packaged within her simmering gut. One that was happily sated and gushed with equal volumes of joy and enzyme-dense acids. The torrential downpour of acids and pepsinogen proactively squandered the future efforts of the blonde-haired boy. The acerbic liquid and caustic fumes seared off the eccrine and apocrine glands of Bakugo’s body. The essential sweat that fueled his quirk was robbed from him. Thus, all he could do was physically struggle against the rippled folds of the swaying prison. The bully was left incredulous at how easily the stalwart walls brutalized his sodden body and overwhelmed his senses. That incredulity was soon invaded by a familiar sense of inadequacy and a foreign sense of despair.

Buruglosh

A cold pit within his stomach that was obfuscated by the burning warmth of his digestive surroundings. As each motion and action by the boy seemed to go unnoticed by the girl that encompassed his being. The acids did not stop or display any mercy as violaceous ulcers, that formed on his reddening body, tore open to provide free access to the unremitting liquid flames. Into the fragile depths of his internal framework. Muscular organs dissolved into flimsy tissues as the acids washed away the protective layers of Bakugo’s skin, fat, and muscle. All of it became a proteinaceous swill that Ochako’s body drank down heartily. The swirly pool of effervescent caustic bubbles maintained a level of depth around the middle of Bakugo’s head. As the magnanimous digestive organ continuously sullied the bully’s withering frame with a frothing broth while the denser film of proteinaceous chyme was sucked up by the girl’s pyloric sphincter. Muscle, bones, and viscera were sucked up and mulched by the eager intestinal tract. A serpentine path that grew bloated and jolly by the dense brew that suffused through its canal. The finger like projections that assisted in absorption made sure that Ochako’s own figure grew similarly bloated as well.

Nutrients, muscles, and fat spread through the growing corpulence of the U.A. student’s figure as she returned to her room to change into something more comfortable. The girl was unperturbed as the rough outline of her classmate was replaced by jagged protrusions of fractured bones, and then rounded out into a plump and portly dome that spilled out over thighs. This may have been a spontaneous act of righteous indignation directed towards the bully. One that quickly bubbled away like Bakugo’s own body was at the moment. However, as more of Bakugo was converted into luscious girl fat, the greater the pleasure that the amber-haired girl felt. Heated waves of electrical bliss coursed through Ochako’s body Bakugo collapsed within himself. A pleasure that did not remit or ebb as those remains began to shuttle through her deeper innards. For such a pure-hearted girl, such a decadence was corrupting.

Ooph~ Perhaps I should have done this sooner. Izuku would appreciate you much more as heft hanging off my frame then as an impetuous mouth bothering him.

Ochako rationalized. Although, the euphoric orchestra that sang as she swayed her hips, sloshing the gastric contents within the walls of her digestive prison, conveyed a more self-indulgent motivation behind her action. The thought of heaving the bully out of her stomach after displaying her dominance in close quarters combat didn’t even cross her mind. No. This fragile bully was Ochako’s possession now. A future layer of softness along her thickened body that would draw the eyes of others. Ochako went about her day with a hesitant smile as she felt her figure fill out with fat. The cracks and squelches that ends aged from her abdomen were only responded with firm pats from Ochako’s hands. As if the girl was congratulating her tummy on a job well done. The fattened U.A student would lightly hum in concert with the pleasure of her body absorbing Bakugo into her own. The resounding dissonance of Ochako’s idle hum was the only interruption to the constant thrum of her beating heart and rhythmic lungs to Bakugo’s ears. The bully’s cranium barely held on to thought as the rest of his body was either dissolved or converted to girl blubber.

Thus, Bakugo’s fate was long sealed as future girl chub before Ochako happened to cross Izuku. The freckled boy couldn’t help but blush as he glanced at the great amount of skin that his female classmate displayed. So much that he didn’t take notice of the immense girth of Ochako’s figure at first. How her thighs ballooned out for the distended blob of her midriff to rest on. Her middle’s fatty pannus blocked the sight of the U.A. student’s broad hips, and her more delicate regions. Thus, leaving Izuku to ponder whether Ochako was even wearing any underwear, or if they sunk into the immense backside of her doughy rump. If her hefty breasts were any indication, then the answer was a resounding no. Ochako’s top struggled to contain the expanded plumpness of her bare mammary glands. Not a bra in sight to further restrain the chubby melons that rested on her doughy middle.

“O…Ochako! Uhh…have you seen Kacchan?? All Might wanted to talk with him and I?”

Izuku stuttered. He didn’t dare say anything about the hefts of dough that shook from the idlest of Ochako’s movements. The feminine sway of her gait shifted the voluminous curves in a manner resembling crashing waves. Whatever she had devoured was nothing more than unthinking flab at the mercy of the female student’s whims.

“Y-you can’t get a hold of Bakugo?”

slosh

“How strange…I haven’t seen him in a while either, but I’m sure he’s off fighting villains somewhere! Yeah…”

More like he’s fighting my digestive tract!

The creases and shine that formed from the soft rolls of Ochako’s perspiring figure, as she rubbed the back of her brown locks, left Izuku feeling both intimidated and aroused. It was as if her were a deer caught in headlights unable to move away from the tremendous womanly force that was promiscuously on display in front of him.

Aahh…N-nerd…help…I…can’t H-hold…on much…longer.

It seemed as if Ochako had both Izuku and Bakugo, former childhood friends, as putty in her hands. Although, one’s fate was being a large helping of butt fudge was already set in stone. Such a fact had not escaped the girl’s notice. As evidenced by the ruddy hue her cheeks took on as she said those deceptive words to Izuku. There was a distinct arousal that Ochako derived from attracting the attention of the freckled boy she felt affection for, by means of destroying an unrepentant disturbance in his life. Thus, the girl decided to simply enjoy this moment as her body soundly ends Bakugo’s existence as she talked to her schoolgirl crush. As this would be a rare circumstance. It’s not as if she could bring herself to eat other students after this.

No, Bakugo was merely a tasty bad apple. He wasn’t restrained with his emotions like Todoroki, diligent in leading others like Momo, considerate of his quirkiness around others like Aoyama, and the bully was even worse than Mineta.

There was simply no way that Ochako would eat any of them. Nope. Bakugo would be the last soul that was ground down by her digestive system before finding his resting place on her hips.

Phenomenal short story by  Fatedmeal

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