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Bakugo was sitting on the couch of the living room, staring at the ceiling. The whole place was empty, as all students had left for a special class exercise. Only he was left behind, as punishment for consistent bad behavior.
Mr. Aizawa’s punishment was meant to instill reflection. Unexpectedly, it did work: it got Bakugo to think. His one dream was to become the Number One Hero and take over All Might's place. Ever since high school, he was certain of his success. However, things changed: Deku had gained an incredible quirk, joined UA, and was now stealing the spotlight.
Not for a moment did Bakugo think Deku was better than him, but it still frustrated him immensely. His fists clenched and his face was red just thinking about it. Something kept holding him back from overshadowing Deku with a huge lead.
"Hey, Bakugo! What are you up to?" A girly voice surprised him from behind, its owner sitting on the other couch.
"Uraraka?" Bakugo was surprised to see her. "Why are you here?" As far as he knew, everyone had gone.
She scratched her hair, embarrassed. "I hurt my left foot during a screw-up with my quirk yesterday, you know? I've been limping all day, so I was told to stay in. Guess we're both left behind this time!" She giggled.
Bakugo found her upbeat mood irritating. For her, being left behind was a simple thing; for him, it felt like burning from the inside. No wonder this irritating 'cute' girl was secretly Deku's girlfriend.
He knew this because, for whatever pathetic reason, Deku kept assuming him and Bakugo were close friends; And so, he confided this secret to Bakugo alone. He told no one, but it was simply because he did not care. Though, it did make him disgusted by her.
"You know, the other day, me and Deku were..." Uraraka kept mumbling, but Bakugo did not pay attention to a single thing.
He observed her body. She was wearing simple blue jeans and a black shirt with no sleeves, exposing all the skin from her clean armpits to her hands. Her large boobs stood firm but jiggled slightly as she gestured in enthusiastic manner about some girly nonsense. Her legs seemed nicely toned through her tight denim pants, along with her bubbly ass.
'Despite being so annoying, she is still way too hot for Deku...' Still distracted, Bakugo noticed his dick twitch. He was getting hard from observing this annoying girl's well-built body. Even her arms and shoulders had some muscle to them. Bakugo himself was a muscular guy, so he could respect that.
An epiphany hit him. Nobody in UA knew this, but Bakugo was a very popular man with women before joining UA. He had an active rotation of sluts to call and come ride his cock at any moment he wanted, but he stopped upon joining UA. They begged him to continue seeing them, but they meant nothing to him. Bakugo figured that he needed full focus to become Number One, but perhaps this was the problem: pent-up sexual frustration.
'Maybe if I get a good slut again, it will ease my mind and body...' While distracted, Uraraka caught him off-guard.
"You're an inspiration to him!" She had failed to realize Bakugo was completely aloof. "I know you're really competitive, which is great! But even if Deku steals the spotlight sometimes, you gotta know he thinks really highly of you, Bakugo!"
This single statement instantly made Bakugo's eyes bloodshot. He glared at her, as if she had just admitted to killing his family. This is how outrageous Bakugo found her words to be. Uraraka kept going, oblivious to Bakugo’s feelings. His vision had dimmed out, and he could hear nothing. Bakugo was flooded with rage.
Another epiphany hit him: There was an attractive woman right in front of him. Plus, she was Deku's girlfriend.
He could kill two birds with one stone.
***
"Uraraka, stop talking." Bakugo ordered her with a determined tone. "I have something to show you."
"Huh? Show me?" Uraraka wondered if she said something funny. Bakugo spoke in an odd way. He seemed even angrier than usual.
"That's right, in my room. Just follow me." He stood up and began walking up the stairs. Uraraka hesitated. "Come on!"
Though she found his demeanor a bit stranger than usual, Bakugo was indeed angry 100% of the time, so she ultimately agreed to follow.
As they made their way to his room, Uraraka accidentally noticed something: Bakugo had a huge bulge in his pants. She was so surprised by its size, which spanned all the way down to his knee, that an audible gasp escaped. 'What is that thing? Is that his... It can be that big?!'
"What?" He looked at her, annoyed.
"N-no, it's nothing!" She giggled nervously. Uraraka concluded there must be some other explanation. She had seen Deku's a couple of times, and it was completely different.
They arrived at his doorstep. Bakugo opened the door and gestured for her to enter. Uraraka rushed in, heart racing! She would be the only one to know the dark secrets inside his bedroom! She had to pay attention to tell the others.
Looking around, though, it was an unremarkably normal boy's room. "Wow... It's so normal... I guess it makes sense that you have so many dumbbells, though... That's why you're so strong...' She failed to hide her disappointment.
She got no response from Bakugo. Before Uraraka could turn around, her hands were forcefully grabbed from behind. She was pushed forward, falling straight on his bed, ass up. Faster than she could understand what was happening, Bakugo had tied her hands behind her back with a painfully tight knot.
"Bakugo?! What are you doing?!" At this point, Uraraka knew there was something wrong going on.
Bakugo slapped her ass hard. "Shut up! You're too annoying!"
"Annoying?! Do you see what's going on right now?! What are you trying to do to me?!" She maintained some hope of a reasonable explanation. When Bakugo pulled a box from under the bed and showed its contents to her, that hope quickly faded away.
In the box, there were several sex toys. Ropes, handcuffs, large dildos, chokers, etc. Uraraka was terrified of what was about to happen.
"Bakugo... This is just a joke, right? Y-you're one of the top hero students in UA! How can you be a hero if you're doing something like this to me?!" She used all her brain cells to plead with him. Ideally, Uraraka would like to use her quirk, but she needed her hands for that. The same counted for her self-defense skills.
"Stop saying that! I'm not ONE of the top students! I'm THE top student! I'm going to be Number One!" He kept searching inside the box for something.
"You can't be Number One if you rape a woman! Are you crazy?!"
That statement got Bakugo's attention. He made intense eye contact with her and spoke in a controlled manner. "That's exactly why I'm doing this. You're going to help me be satisfied, so I can fully focus on my performance as a hero. I can't do that if I neglect my most basic instincts, right? And by fucking you, I get to screw with Deku too." He was perfectly confident in his rationale. "Plus, I'm not raping you. I've fucked dozens of girls like you. I know girls like you better than you think. I assure you’ll be begging for more in due time.
Finally, he pulled a thick gray dildo from the box, along with an oil tube. Uraraka continued to plead with him. At some point, tears began to roll down her eyes. Bakugo completely ignored her and oiled up the dildo. He took off her shirt, bra, jeans, and panties. Uraraka now had her toned, luscious body on full display for her boyfriend's 'friend'.
With her hands restrained behind her, Uraraka watched helplessly while Bakugo spread her legs open wide. With his free hand, he pressed roughly on her clit and rubbed it in slow, circular motions. An intense feeling of pleasure arose in her pussy. The sensation grew stronger each time Bakugo applied more pressure to it. 'What's happening, what's happening?! I can't be feeling good from this crazy situation!’
Uraraka kept trying to move her hips out of the way of his fingers to cut off the flow of ecstasy in her clit, but all it did was annoy Bakugo into slapping her ass hard multiple times. His hand was now firmly marked on her skin, and the pain intimidated her into stopping. She bit the bed sheets, doing her best not to reach climax from this horrible situation. 'Aaah, fuck...! Why am I feeling so good at a time like this...!' To her, this sensation of being masturbated by hands that did not belong to her was entirely new. Even Deku had not done this.
"Bakugo!" She spoke up with a sweet, panty voice. "Stop it! You can't do this! Please, I beg you! If Deku knew- Aaah!!!" Her voluptuous butt cheeks received the full force of Bakugo's hand, this time even harsher, shutting her up.
Bakugo put the tip of two fingers inside her slit, moving them around as if he was searching for something. "Alright, you're wet enough." Without saying anything further, he took the thick dildo and positioned it in front of her pussy.
Uraraka's eyes opened wide. The dildo's diameter was sure to break her. At the very least, it was many times thicker than Deku's girth. Instead of begging him, she simply froze, knowing there was no stopping it.
Bakugo shoved the tip of the dildo inside. Uraraka grunted in a messy mix of pain and pleasure, feeling as if the entrance to her pussy was being torn apart. Instead of pushing further, Bakugo moved and stood in front of her face.
Uraraka observed Bakugo as he took off his shirt, showcasing his lean and muscular build, worthy of a professional athlete. His six-pack and well-delineated pecs called the attention of her inner desires. An orgasm was building up deep within her. Uraraka’s clit twitched every few seconds, even with a still dildo that was not fully inside. Her pussy's inner walls contracted and squeezed the object inside her, her entire being shivering each time.
"In the end you're just like any slut. You act all cute and nice, but get a big dick inside you while looking at a real man's body and you immediately get horny, huh?" His condescending tone did not escape her, but Uraraka was too focused on fighting her imminent orgasm to respond.
Then, Bakugo took off his pants. This is when Uraraka dropped the fight within her and simply observed the most incredible thing she had ever seen with a dropped jaw: Bakugo's absurdly big cock. It looked as thick as her forearm, and nearly as long too. Girth of that size would certainly destroy her pussy forever. As she focused her gaze on it, almost in admiration of its dense veins and the muscular pelvis in front of her, Bakugo slapped her face with his monster dick.
She blinked in surprise, coming back to the real world. All the sensations, the fear, the pain on her wrists, the uncomfortable and pleasurable feeling in her cunt came back to her. Bakugo grabbed her hair and forced her to look up at him.
"I know you're surprised because of Deku's tiny needle dick, but get used to it. Your job from now on is to service my cock as a whore, so I can focus on getting to Number One, so don't complain too much." The monster cock slapped the other size of her face. It was as hard as a bat. "Open your mouth."
Bakugo's words sent another wave of terror through her body. "Wh-what? I-it’s not going to fit! N-never! It's too big!" She fought through the pain on her hair, as Bakugo had not yet let go of it, and the constant squeezing inside her pussy. "I-I can't! No way, you're crazy!”
Bakugo sighed, annoyed yet again. "Let me help you." He released her hair and let his dick hang near her face. ‘It smells so intense…’ As it invaded her senses, her lips accidentally made contact with it. 'This tastes different from Deku... It tastes stronger...'
"OoooooOOHHH!!" Her body jerked when Bakugo suddenly reached toward the fake cock in her pussy and shoved it in deeper with force. Uraraka felt as if she would break open. It was much bigger than she had experienced before with her boyfriend. "Nhhgnnn!!!!" Bakugo continued to slide it in and out in quick motion. She felt every cell of her pussy walls be stimulated by the girthy object, adapting to intense pleasure while being stretched out.
Even though Uraraka was scared and unwilling, her body was enjoying it. She felt herself reaching closer and closer to climax, a feeling that Deku had not yet achieved on her. He kept pushing through the tightness of her hungry pussy, which pressed down on the dildo with every thrust, fighting to keep it from sliding out, soaking the sheets in horny pussy juice. She could hear the constant sounds of squishing wet thrusting.
"Mmngaaahhhhh..." When Uraraka moaned for a final time before reaching her orgasmic threshold, Bakugo took his chance. Without warning, he pushed one third of his member into her mouth, quickly making its way into her throat for accommodation.
"GHHHHNNNNN!!!!!" Her eyes opened wide in extreme shock, trying to take in what just happened while her body shook as she came from the continued thrusts. "Nhghnnn!!!" She grunted in protest, feeling her jaw reaching the edge of dislocation, pleading again for Bakugo to pull out. He seemed to not care for scraping on her teeth, likely from how hard and powerful his cock was. With her stomach to the bed and the warm, hard-as-metal object in the depths of her throat, she could only look straight at Bakugo's lean crotch. She did her best to fight back against her tears, while enduring the pain of having her mouth and jaw stretched to inhuman limits.
The sight triggered her second orgasm. Even though she tried desperately to hold it, the feeling overwhelmed her body. Her legs shook uncontrollably, her toes curled, her muscles tensed, and her heart beat much faster. Uraraka was excited at being physically used. With Deku, sex was passive. She had to lead, and he was not particularly big. Right now, faster than she could think, she was being flooded with a monster cock to her face, and a monster dildo into her pussy. It was wrong, but she felt very feminine, servicing such a special cock.
Bakugo continued sliding the dildo in and out of her, causing small convulsions as the pleasure ran through her spine in waves. Meanwhile, he pulled his dick slightly back and out, and then slightly deeper in. He was fighting through her tight jaw to reach even deeper within her throat. At some point, she was certain he ordered her to use her tongue and lips to better satisfy him. For some reason, she instinctively obeyed and licked every inch of his powerful meat stick while squeezing her lips to better stimulate it.
Drowning in the sounds of her own slurping and the third orgasm that was coming to her twitchy, tight pussy, she noticed the cock in her mouth pulsating. 'This is it...! He's going to cum! It’ll finally end!' Too focused on the idea that she would soon quit being manhandled, Uraraka did not realize he was about to burst without making a single indication of pulling out.
Bakugo gripped her hair roughly, hurting her again, and shoved her head as hard as he could against his pelvis. The cock somehow made all its length into her, gouging out her throat and leaving a visible bulge on her neck. Uraraka became unable to breathe, and then her own body convulsed hard in orgasm from the excitement of being spitroasted by a huge cock in her mouth, which she successfully milked, and a thick, fake cock in her tight, wet cunt.
Bakugo's monster cock shot wave after wave of gooey, dense semen straight into her stomach. Uraraka choked and coughed violently, struggling between pleasure and discomfort, barely able to swallow the loads. Her eyes watered as hot sticky sperm splattered her chin, mouth, and overall face. A river of cum was streaming down her neck with repetitive, strong shots. She had a hard time keeping up with the volume, and the nasty taste made it even harder. It was as if someone was pouring down a 2L bottle of water straight down her mouth, and she had no choice but to swallow or drown, all while cut from air.
Bakugo finally pulled out. She took in desperate breaths, eager to receive oxygen again. Her body had become covered in sweat. Bakugo's muscles were swollen, looking even manlier than before. Tired, sad, and angry, she failed to keep herself from admiring his overall shape. Even his dick remained big, still hard. 'What a monstruous c-cock... I'm glad Deku is much smaller...'
Suddenly, Uraraka noticed the sound of photos being snapped. She got up to look behind her, only to be pushed back onto the bed, this time her chest facing up. Bakugo was snapping dozens of photos of her naked, sweaty, cummed-up face. "Stop! Bakugo, stop! What are you doing?!" She kept pleading, but Bakugo simply continued to change angles and take more photos.
Eventually, he responded to her pleas. "I'm sick of you complaining. From now on, if you tell anyone or fail to obey, I'll send these all over the internet. Your career as a hero will be over."
"Wha-! I-If you do that, I'll just turn you in!!"
"Sure, but your career will still be over. Good luck to your parents in poverty while you can't make a buck as a hero. Plus, your relationship with Deku will be ruined, right? You think he'll see you the same way from now on?! Idiot!" He yelled at her, angry at being confronted.
Uraraka was torn. Part of her found it insane, but the other part was in doubt. She loved Deku so much, and she really wanted to be a Pro Hero! This situation could not be more unfair, but if he really released those photos, her name would forever be stained. Not only that, what kind of hero can protect others while failing to protect herself? And when it came to Deku, she was sure he would be understanding, but what if deep down he felt uncomfortable with her? Would this become a nuke for every aspect of her life? What about her parents? Or the school? Or her colleagues? Would everyone pity her all day?
Uraraka did not want to be known for this. She had dreams for herself. More than anything else, she wanted to be her own, independent person. Struggling, she wound up submitting to the powerful man who had just facefucked her. "...You're done, right? Let me go. I won't tell anyone." Uraraka felt defeated.
He took the dildo out of her pussy, making her body jerk in pleasure, and then positioned the tip of his dick at her entrance. "Can't you tell I'm not done yet?"
Uraraka's entire body language and voice turned to fear again. "H-huh? Y-you came already! I swallowed all of it! I can still taste your sperm in my mouth, It's all over my face!! H-how can you not be done?!"
"It's just what it is. I'm not a loser like Deku." Bakugo nearly thrust into her, when…
"WAAAIT!!" Uraraka took deep, rushed breaths, overcome with adrenaline. Her voice was determined enough to make Bakugo pause. "P-please... Use a condom..."
They stood silent for several seconds. Uraraka did not look away from Bakugo for an instant. This was her one last stand.
Eventually, Bakugo searched into his box of sex toys and pulled out a small pack of condoms. It contained 12 ultra large, ultra thin condoms. Bakugo took one, opened it, and slowly put it on his engorged cock.
Uraraka let out a breath of relief. She felt as if she just had a massive win. He, however, laughed at her change in demeanor. "You're getting used to it quickly. Now you're happy to simply get your slutty pussy demolished without risk of pregnancy. I wonder how Deku would feel about this."
His comment made her heart race in anxiety again. 'What am I celebrating for? He's still going to tear me apart with his huge...!-'
Bakugo thrust his hips forward, shoving a significant portion of his massive fuck stick into her pussy. Right away, it squeezed for dear life, as if trying to keep an invader out. However, the increased contact with every single inch of her pussy walls resulted in a quick blackout for Uraraka. Her head was thrown back and she lost consciousness for a split second.
As her mind returned, her body realized it was being filled with a painfully hard pussy breaker. "OooOOOOHOOooooooHNNNNNHGhhhhhhHh!!!" Her pussy tightened around Bakugo's cock, trying to choke it away from her, but it simply made him fight harder to push further in, reaching deep into her cervix and poking the entrance to her womb.
Bakugo grabbed her breasts roughly, pulling her nipples. "AHHH! OOOOOOOOOOHHHHH!!!!" She screamed loudly, unable to handle the sensations. She hated his rough treatment, but her body felt immense pleasure all over. It had become a mere object to satisfy him. There was little space for her to argue, since she had no choice, and there was little space for her to think, since her brain had gone haywire from the mind-breaking orgasm crushing its way up her spine. Her pussy twitched and convulsed, oozing loads of sex juices, which covered his hard member only for his next thrust to be even smoother, despite her walls’s incapacity to properly handle such girth.
"Nhghnn!! Ungh!!!" She grunted and moaned while staring into the nothing with clenched teeth and a tensed-up expression.
Uraraka thought of Deku for a brief moment, and then simply submitted to her involuntary body spasms.
***
Deku returned later than the rest of the students. He went on a detour. He greeted everyone in the living room. Mineta and Kaminari tried to stop him for random banter, but he had no time to chat. Deku moved up the stairs, heading toward the end of the hallway, where his bedroom was.
He stopped one door before his. It was Bakugo's room, who happened to be his neighbor. Standing at his doorstep, Deku could hear the sounds of crazed fucking going on inside.
"AHHHNnnggghh! Mmuuahhhaaaaaaaaah! Nghaagh!!" A woman moaned and screamed in sick pleasure, drowning in lust and orgasmic bliss. Deku could tell she was getting absolutely railed inside that room. Before knocking on the door, he hesitated and listened a bit more. "Unngh!!! Ungh! Ungh!!" There was rhythm to her grunts. Every thrust was powerful enough to elicit a loud response from whoever was the female getting bred.
The sounds of slapping flesh echoed through the corridor. Deku couldn't help himself any longer. He knocked on the door, anxious to give the bag to Bakugo already.
Bakugo opened the door halfway. Deku could see he had been exerting a lot of physical effort for a while, as there were veins running all over his chest and six-pack abs. "H-hi Kacchan! Uhm... H-how are you?"
"Do you have it or not, Deku!?"
"Y-yeah!" Deku handed over the bag of ultra large, ultra thin 0.01mm condoms he bought for Bakugo. He received a text one hour earlier 'demanding' him for it. Bakugo was not one to ask nicely.
Bakugo took the bag and checked its contents. There were two packs of 12 condoms each. "Thanks for the meal, loser nerd!" The door was slammed on Deku's face.
Unsure of how to feel, Deku left, but not before hearing hardcore pounding and moaning echoing in the corridor again. The other room neighbor to Bakugo was his girlfriend, Uraraka. Thankfully, she had messaged him a bit earlier revealing she was spending the day with some friends and would only be back tomorrow. Deku was relieved for Uraraka’s ears.
Deku had found Bakugo fucking girls in public places far too many times, before UA. Some of those were girls he had a crush on. It never made him mad though. He did not own those women, and he knew Bakugo did not do it on purpose, it was all a coincidence. The only girl he cared about right now was Uraraka.
***
It was already 3 AM. Deku had been trying to sleep since 10 PM. Not for a single second was he able to. In the neighboring room, the sounds of the woman getting sexually destroyed by Bakugo continued. "Uungh! Ooohhhh!! Ahhh! Ungh! Oooooooooooooh!!!"
Her cries sounded desperate, but this was hardly new to Deku. Every single woman Bakugo conquered before UA behaved this way. They were one person outside of sex, but during the sex itself, they turned into wailing animals, addicted to the lust of continuous orgasm, complete sex addicts.
"Ahh! Ohh! Oooohh!!!" Her screams never eased in terms of intensity. "I'm cummingggg!!!" The woman's voice was consistently out of breath and hoarse. Bakugo had sent videos and pictures of some of his women before. He often facefucked them to the point of stretching their necks for hours or days later. Deku could only wonder how much their pussies would gape after the fact.
Unexpectedly for Deku, Uraraka sent him a text with a photo. The room she was in was a bit dark, but it seemed to be her bare ass. She had never sent a nude before, but instead of finding it odd, he found it exciting! A moment later, she asked him to send a nude in return, so she could get 'busy to kill her insomnia'.
Deku hesitated. 'Once these things are sent, you can never take it back! What if someone hacks her phone?!' He lost sleep over it and spent several minutes wondering in worry. Before deciding, Deku got a text from Bakugo.
It was an incredibly hot woman lying on his bed. She was covered in sweat and cum, and the sheets below her were stained with sweat and sex juices. Her right forearm covered her eyes. Her mouth was open, likely trying to catch her breath, and there were dozens of condoms distributed all over her body, each filled with so much cum that you might mix them up for a small balloon. Her voluptuous breasts and generous hips reminded Deku of Uraraka a bit, but he knew it was insane to even consider something so fictitious.
This one image, however, made Deku brave. Using Bakugo as an example, Deku took bold action and sent Uraraka a full body pic, with his naked body and erect penis.
***
Uraraka could see the sun rising through the window In Bakugo's room. Her body did not move properly. Every cell trembled with the memory of repeated climaxes deeply ingrained into them. At some point, Bakugo had stopped fucking her. Right now, she was lying with her belly up, though he moved her around in various positions during the night. He had even slammed her with his fat cock for at least half an hour nonstop while she stood pressed against the wall to Deku's room.
Of course, she worried that Deku would hear something, but her mind fully turned to mush by the 5th or 6th orgasm. Right now, she was just waiting for her next orders. Her pussy and inner legs were red from the constantly powerful pounding. She realized there were condoms in her mouth but chose to simply keep breathing. Bakugo would eventually get up and fuck her again, most likely. She needed to take every bit of rest she could, preparing to cum again while squeezing his solid, long cock.
Unfortunately, Bakugo, who was napping beside her while keeping his cock near the entrance to her pussy, woke up. He got up and dressed himself in usual attire.
"I sent you some photos and videos of last night to celebrate the start of your new role." Bakugo pinched her nipples, eliciting a mini-orgasmic spasm. After laughing at her misery, he continued. “You look great in them. I used to send Deku a lot of photos from sluts I fucked, back before UA, but I think I can keep these to myself, since you’re being such an obedient assistant to me.
"From now on, you're an asset to my quest in becoming Number One, got it? You're just a whore made to milk my cock. If you disobey me or tell anyone, I'll ruin your life in every aspect possible.” Bakugo’s tone was that of pure confidence.
"Yes..." Uraraka understood every word. It's not that she did not wish to resist, it's that her body was still recovering from the shock of having her throat and pussy stretched out by a cock far superior to her boyfriend's, in terms of length, girth, hardness, and pleasure potential.
"If you really do understand..." Bakugo approached her and lowered her pants enough to hang his already-hard dick right on top of her face. She could feel its heavy weight. "...Seal it." Bakugo pulled the condoms out from her mouth to make space for his dick.
In submission, Uraraka calmly gave the head and shaft of his cock a few licks, kisses, and even sucked the tip. Some leftover semen made its way into her mouth. Her lips had now renewed the taste of his nasty, manly cum.
"Good meathole. I'll go ahead then. Don't get too comfortable and stay too long, or I'll get pissed again!" Bakugo slammed the door shut on his way out.
Her cellphone had been vibrating this whole time. Probably messages from Deku.
Uraraka was not present to answer right now.
There was only a living meathole.
One whose lips were dripping with alpha sperm.