Bakugo was supposed to be the first and last classmate that Ochako scarfed down. That is what she resolved as she rationalized to herself that her action was in the interest of Izuku Midoriya. After all, dead men tell no tales. However, the young woman’s intuition clued her into a novel threat to the balancing act that was the subdued and wholesome relationship between Izuku and her. One that held an abundance of promise that equaled the lard that refused to shed from Ochako’s body. The teachers may have chalked up the recent disappearance of Bakugo to be due to a misshapen collision with a couple of villains and bought her increased girth owing to further development of her gravity quirk. However, the girl’s own classmates had become suspicious of the fattened heft of her curves and how the emergence of love handles coincided with Bakugo’s disappearance. They had the audacity to correctly suspect that the bundles of unthinking fat were once their constantly clamorous classmate.

Grumble

Their snooping simply wouldn’t do for the budding girl’s juvenile romance. Although, it was fine. In Midnight’s vernacular, the students would have to enjoy the springtime of youth within Ochako’s digestive pit, before transferring to the voluminous department of Ochako’s hefty chub. Unlike the time the young girl had sequestered Bakugo to remedial behavioral lessons within her belly (lessons that had converted the young bully into a much more pliable fat) she had thought out how to tackle this problem much more thoroughly. The class had scheduled to go out on a trip to the mall today.

Grumble

For the individual who stuck their noses to close to her chub, it would be their end of their heroic journey. For Ochako it would be another Saturday.

Momo was the first to fall into Ochako’s dilated throat at the mall. All it took was a request from the amber-haired girl for the diligent black-haired Lady to follow her into an isolated alley in the mall. Of course, Ochako shook her hips as she led Momo to this secluded spot. The adipose tissue of her frame crashed like waves against each other with an audible clap. Thus, straining the garments that barely veiled her overweight curves. Ochako made sure that Mineta and Aoyama caught a full view of the tantalizing sight. The pervert and the quirky goof would no doubt be compelled to follow.

Gluck

Ochako’s barely felt the class representative resist as she flowed through the slick expanse of her esophagus. The rippled passage slimed over the struggling girl before packaging her within the sodden depths of a stomach that was forced to behave while waiting for its next scrumptious helping of classmate meat. Momo had little time to holler for help and mercy before her face was forced against the rippled rugae and frothing acids. The secretions sloshed over the girl-meat as the stomach walls dilated and contracted. Kneading Momo into an uncomfortable bolus. Her limbs and torso contorted in such an angle that it even pained her body when it twitched and jerked from contact by the fuming acids. There was simply no room for the class representative within the shrinking chamber for the proper utilization of her quirk.

Gluck

Slosh

And soon enough there would be no room for Momo’s own body.

Gluck

Aoyama looked nervously as he was the first one to indulge in his curiosity of what two girls could be doing in a desolate part of the mall. The wet sounds and dribbles of saliva that splattered over Momo’s frame was all the information that the young lad needed as she saw the girth of Ochako’s tummy expand. A heated mass that became dense with the beautiful and confident woman that was Momo. Both her and Aoyama concluding that this was where the bully met his end. Alas, the blonde-haired oddball couldn’t help but gravitate towards the amber-haired girl’s enlarged figure. Even as he saw the outline of Momo’s screaming countenance through Ochako’s unbothered shirt.

“Hey Aoyama. Momo just wanted to get a personal lesson with my digestive system. In case, a villain would do the same to her on the field. You would want to gain the same experience as well, right?”

Ochako’s direct statement was accompanied by an unchanging expression neutral confidence. Her lips neither twisted up or down into a smile or frown. As if what she had done was the most natural thing in the world. The young lad, inexperienced in social norms, walked towards the confident beast of a girl with diminishing self-confidence. As her words pierced at Aoyama’s insecurities related to his powers and capability as a hero. Thus, he acted contrary to the glaring evidence in front of him and their group’s earlier inspection. Ochako merely had to roll her tongue out of her wet and plush lips, and let the leftover spittle lubricate Aoyama’s passage into her gullet. Her digestive treat groaned upon the fresh acceptance of a second meal. A penetrative pain that slowly transitioned into a rosy arousal that pervaded through the girl’s body. A pleasure that Ochako had become more cognizant of since partaking in this more lucid consumption of her friends.

The knowledge that they would be done away with in the most debasing of manner possible was a thought that Ochako has shied away from acknowledging before the act. However, now as the young lad pathetically jerked his body into her mouth, Aoyama’s feet pressing onto her bloated and corpulent abdomen for leverage, such trepidation was supplanted by a sodden desire. A heat between Ochako’s quivering lower lips was lighted as her plush upper lips narrowed around Aoyama’s legs. Each slurp of the dangling noodles, coinciding with the sadistic thrill of squishing her friends together into the pressurized cooker of her stomach, was one that compelled the sweet girl to let go of her inhibitions.

Mmhh~ Hopefully they’ll flow out of my rump more smoothly than that disgusting shit from a couple weeks ago.

After Aoyama slipped past her lips and Ochako swallowed, she became confident that her next bowel movement will be of a much more pleasant and muddy consistency. It was then, with half-lidded eyes, that the U.A. student plus two saw Mineta. The short boy, after grappling with his inner lewd demons, finally deigned to peep on what he thought would be an erotic moment between two girls. His mind having completely forgotten about the disappearance of Bakugo. Even as he witnessed the rough outline of Momo and Aoyama audibly collide against each other with a chilling series of crunches. The skin of Ochako’s belly was distorted by a series of misshapen polygons as the pair of voices were silenced.

“Come.”

Was all Ochako said with a curling of her finger towards herself. Unquestioning, the depraved hero student followed Ochako’s direction and dived his face into the fatty and heated blubber of the amber-haired girl’s belly. Mineta inspired the balmy and damp odor of Ochako’s belly chub. He ignored the jagged protrusions of Aoyama and Momo’s bones, and the sloshing soup of blood and acid.

Such a sight was enough to cause Ochako to roll her eyes at the pitiful display of her classmate. Even though she herself has taken several steps closer to casual depravity, she had not fallen to the point that she was not cognizant of reality. No, she had the mental fortitude of an aspiring hero. Unlike the perverted bundle of grape balls that seemingly was trying to squeeze his head into the space of her navel.

Maybe it’s better for Momo and Aoyama to be nothing more than adipose tissue and fecal matter. Especially if they didn’t have the resourcefulness or strength to escape my wet grasp even after suspecting me.

Buuaurrp

Ochako’s thoughts were interrupted as Mineta’s incessant and slightly unwanted physical ministrations brought up a bubbling expulsion of gas from the girl’s throat. The thrumming pangs of pleasure had intensified since Mineta assisted her stomach in massaging the boiling pieces of meat.

Maybe I should have Izuku massage my stomach sometimes.

Ochako blushed at the thought as she lifted the small boy out from the wet embrace of her fatty belly folds. The sheen of sweat glistened off his gloppy grapes. A sheen that was washed with the stringent gaseous effluence that naturally emanated from Ochako’s oral cavity.

Glomp…Slurp…GLUCK

After the sizable meals that were Momo and Aoyama, Mineta was nothing more than a hefty and dragged-out mouthful. One that tested the elastic properties of the corpulent student’s adaptable esophagus. The twitched and jerks of the pathetic grape that tried to squirt out liquid in a final climax was not enough to bother the gastric wrapping of Ochako’s throat. Rather, the peristaltic movement of the girl’s esophageal muscle, and slime that lined the lumen, served to pulse the small student down the much larger girl’s gullet. By the time that Mineta entered the boiling furnace of Ochako’s gut, there was a profound stench of death and acid that suffused the grape’s senses. An overwhelmed sensorium that peeled back the lewd student’s arousal and prepared his body to commence the death throes that would tickle at his predator’s gastric nerves.

Uaururp

Ochako smacked her lips and glided her salivating tongue over the expelled residual qualities of her meal. She dragged the wet saliva, tainted with the bitter flavor of acid and classmates that fell short of her expectations, from her plump lips and back into her sodden maw. The liquid pleasure settled over the bristled surface of her tastebuds. And with it was another thrumming pang of corrupting pleasure. A righteous and slightly sadistic thrill of bliss that was derived from culling lesser classmates from commuting future errors. The fat U.A. student’s belly gurgled and churned the contents down into a meaty bolus chocked full of intact bones. But it was a compact enough mass to slip through the now experience pyloric sphincter and into her intestines. Intact skulls, shoulder blades, and the rest.

At least they won’t be able to bother Izuku and me now.

Although there still was one remaining student that had been too nosy for his own good. The one that inspired the other three classmates to search for Bakugo’s disappearance in the first place. A classmate of Ochako’s that followed his natural curiosity in searching for Mineta, Momo, and Aoyama all the way into the secluded spot. Shoto Todoroki’s eyes widened as he held in his gaze the whale-like figure of a corpulent Ochako. The elastic fabric of her attire was now custom made by Mei Hatsume to handle the expanded girth without tearing. The fabric of Ochako’s stocking strained to contain the boulders that were her thighs and the top stretched out for the spilling cleavage that was already becoming laden with the additions of three students. Ochako’s thick dome of muscle and fat jutted outward with a mirthful quality. As if it served to counterbalance the callipygian scale of her Gluteus Maximus. A mass of fat, muscle, and cellulite that burgeoned out with each sway of Ochako’s hips. The contents that were once Momo, Mineta, and Aoyoma sloshed in the young girl’s intestines as she set her eyes on Todoroki.

“Hey! I’ve just been meaning to see you.”

Ochako glowered down with a stern gaze. Just moments before she was to pass judgement on the boy that was too hot-headed in his search for Bakugo, and too cold with his approach that he didn’t consider the emotions of the one that he was targeting.

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Haaaah~~

Ochako pleasurably sighed before giving an authoritative smack to her stuffed belly. The folds rippled as a result of the force she pressed downward with her palm. Ochako then moved her hands to grip the lush lumps of her folds that grew from the sides of her sagging abdomen. The paunch was slowly receding with each step that the young girl took. Not enough that the people that she passed by would wonder if the hefty and nearly nude girl was heavier than the Pro Hero Gang Orca. The meat-filled paunch also didn’t shrink quick enough for people to dare question the girl. Lest they wish to chance becoming victims in her war path. The last of which was currently simmering within the damp and searing confines of her stomach. It seemed that Todoroki’s natural affinity for heat and cold had made him resistant to Ochako’s digestive acids. Although, the experienced predator could feel her assets slowly expand with an increased pace after Todoroki was stuffed and sealed past her lips. It seemed that the young genius was no match for the young girl’s carnal appetite and affection. Perhaps, in addition to her larger frame, Ochako had also gained some strength from consuming so many powerful individuals that aspired for greater heights.

Huh! Maybe I can be the best hero there ever was. I think that I could feel my control of gravity growing more intense. And I’m sure that I wouldn’t have been able to handle Todoroki before. But he was so easy to squeeze down my throat. It was almost like squeezing toothpaste out of its container.

Ochako squeezed her fingers of the prodigious weight that she gained on her sides and felt the gunk unclog from her intestines. The digested trio continued their slow trek through the young girl’s merciless intestines. Their unique physical qualities and features were robbed by the finger like projections. Aside from the skull and bones, their processed remains adopted a muddy brown consistency. One that flowed through Ochako’s intestines like heated cream that trickled through the rimmed canal.

“Geez Todoroki, you just had to keep snooping around for Bakugo.”

Would Izuku be intimidated by how much more woman that I now am?

Ochako thought as she felt the immense weight of her figure. She easily weighed the load of four people, so it was sensible for her to be concerned. That concern was simply expressed as a contemptuous and judging gaze that was directed at the source of her concern. The edges of her lips turned downward in a frown as she tried to search for the outline of the slowly dissolving Todoroki. The boy that would soon to join his colleagues in her deeper innards. Although, the broadness of her plush and soft abdomen made such an attempt nearly impossible. The predator herself could barely feel Todoroki’s struggles within her stomach let alone see his struggling outline.

“And thanks to you I had to eat Momo, Aoyama, and Mineta too! Your not being a very good friend by dragging everyone else into this.”

(Or more specifically, into me…)

“Plus, I might’ve had to eat Deku too if I hadn’t caught you all when I did! That would have been terrible…”

Ochako’s last words dragged out. A bothersome thought crept along the crevices of her mind. The young girl had fallen enamored with Izuku because of his kindness. A kindness that might lead him astray and down the same path that Todoroki had led the others. Would Izuku run away from her after learning the truth. Such a thought left the young girl feeling upset. As if there was a void within the center of her enlarging frame. Although, that void may have in part due to Todoroki’s body slowly melting into more goop to butter up Ochako’s figure.

But I can’t just get rid of this flab. I’ve already tried with Bakugo-chub.

Each step that carried Ochako home, had eked her prey through her digestive tract. Until they were but a pressure, a simple weight in her mind, contained within the enteral tract. Despite their small impression on the girl’s body, Ochako could feel a greater swell of euphoria as time passed. As the unthinking corpulence hanging off her body grew. Perhaps there was another answer to her quandary. Maybe Bakugo, Momo, Aoyama, Mineta, and Todoroki weren’t as gone as Ochako initially thought they were.

The amber haired girl’s cheeks turned a ruddy red as she pressed down on her fatty abdomen and felt the plush and svelte fat splay underneath her fingertips. A subtle warmth communicated back to her casual act of uncertain dominance. As if telling the young girl that it was okay.

Should I add Izuku to my figure. Would that be the happier conclusion for both of us?

Mmmhhh~~

No…I shouldn’t…

Whatever young girl’s romantic intentions were, they would stay sealed behind her lips. At least for now.





Incredible story done by my friend  Fatedmeal



This is a sequel to:
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