Vanishing into the background of a support class, Kenzo never really drew a lot of attention. He was the sort of guy who just fit in wherever he was. Not excessively plain or unspectacular looking, but were anyone to see him, they would have thought he should be there without question. The root of that was Kenzo's quirk, a basic one that had not helped him very well in exams for class placement, but which were praised as useful for undercover work one day. Wherever Kenzo went, people thought he should be there, and no matter what he did, people thought he should do it. He was socially invisible, able to blend into the background and even do things that people simply agreed to.
But in school there wasn't a whole lot of glory to be found in it. People talked about his future prospects plenty and said he would have an amazing career ahead of him in potentially federal government level work if not private sector possibilities. But for now, he was a frustrated high school student with little he could do about any of it. Sitting there a perfectly fine looking guy who had fallen into slightly scruffy disrepair over time, his black hair was a shaky and unkempt mess, he didn't even wear his uniform most of the time, and he was perpetually on his phone browsing the internet while he sat in class. His quirk was, for the moment, a bit of a curse, because while he wasn't a bad looking guy, how was any girl supposed to notice him when he was naturally just part of the scenery? And there were so many girls around school he would have loved to talk to. Most of them didn't know he existed, in a way so much more literal than the usual teenage angsts over pretty girls usually manifested.
It made him develop a bit of an attitude. His quirk was good for something, and all the utterly invisible, acceptable ways he could just do whatever he wanted were destined to him ready for something harsh and bizarre. U.A. High School was heaven for beautiful girls, and now, all of them were his to use however and whenever he wanted. He had the chance to feast and to indulge, and he was ready to take advantage of that as far as and as intently as he could.
Slipping in to class late had become normal for him. Kenzo didn't need to hurry anywhere or do anything too hasty in getting his way toward class. He could sleep in without punishment and simply go at his own pace. Usually, that meant showing up lazily at class whenever he felt like it, but on rare occasion he'd stumble on a girl in the hallway. That morning, the girl wasn't even one he recognized. Wearing a skintight catsuit and a hat marking her as a student from Shiketsu High School. She was fucking hot, though. Stacked and gifted with a nice smile, she looked like the sort of girl Kenzo just had to throw himself at, inching toward her with a big snicker. "You should let me fuck your tits," he told her, imposing himself quite strangely upon the situation. "And tell me your name."
"Camie," she said. "My name is Camie. And sure, you can fuck my tits if you want to." As he grabbed her shoulders and pushed her down, she happily accepted all the sudden attention. He took his cock out, and in spite of its size, she didn't respond too much, didn't make anything of it. Even as his dick forced its way down into her catsuit cleavage and began to buck forward in greedy desperation, urgently pushing to keep using her chest. She had a soft smile on her face, just a friendly look, little else. She wasn't too taken aback by any of what was happening to her, certainly not acting on this with nay abrupt or intense need to react strongly.
Kenzo didn't care. His hips worked quickly back and forth to indulge in the warm embrace of her plush tits. They were so soft, so perfect around his dick, and as he continued his wild and reckless slams down into them, he found himself growing more fitfully excited, the burning passions carrying him harder forward, leaving him barely able to control any of his desires. He pursued his selfish and shameless bid for self-pleasure knowing nothing in the world could have made him feel better, and he was eager to keep throwing himself into this, starting his day off right and indulging in the idea that what he needed above all else was this chance to completely fucking lose himself.
The effect of Kenzo's quirk also made people who went along with him ready to do it. How much one accepted the mental effects of his quirk related to one's own mental fortitude and their own quirk's nature. But teenage girls in particular were completely compliant, with Camie giving a polite smile and not showing a shred of boredom or irritation over letting her breasts be used by some guy in the hallway. Even as he switched out, pulling his cock from her cleavage and shoving his way into her mouth, she didn't respond with anything, struggling under the wild and sudden panic of being taken by storm, gagging her way through a very sudden oral pounding.
"So good," Kenzo groaned, hammering through the wild pressure and heat greedily bringing him utter delight. It was early in his day, and he hadn't been expecting to start up on someone before even getting to class, but a blowjob in the hallway was always a nice treat. The wet mouth continued to receive his cock, taking on his thrusts and obediently surrendering to the feverish slams that took her mouth. Camie accepted it, doing nothing to act on this or resist the aggression that escalated messier and harsher by the second, ending only when he was able to draw his hips back and, with a power groan, let himself go all over her face. He blasted cum all over her, making her take on his worst and succumbing to the deranged fever of giving up.
Then, Camie's skin and clothes melted away in a mess of grey goo.
Toga had been seeking to slip into U.A. under the last minutes of her disguise as Camie before swapping out to the blood of someone else she had waiting for her, but the distraction of Kenzo arriving had caught her completely off guard. Now, the naked blonde was on her knees in front of him, her concern rising, and she snapped out of the haze of what had hit her, shaking her head and coming swiftly to her senses as the nature of what happened rattled her. "Wait, I--I have to go." She looked up confusion at Kenzo. She understood someone saw her, but she was left confused, foggily in the middle, unable to clearly process what she felt about this. Ample confusion held her, shook her as she tried her best to make sense of it. "You're not to going to say anything, right?"
"Not if I can fuck you," Kenzo said. "Lean against the wall."
There was a comfort to those words. Toga was fine with it as long as he didn't say anything, and she understood and trusted that he wouldn't, slipping into position against the wall, leaning forward and sticking her cute butt out for Kenzo. He was able to get right into position and seek out exactly what he wanted, and without hesitation, he sank his cock right into her pussy. He didn't know this girl's real name, but that didn't matter. He was sure he shouldn't have been doing anything here, but he figured it was fun enough to not mind, and he could always go tell someone on his way to class that a strange girl was crawling around the school if he felt like it.
Being the guy who would shamelessly fuck and use girls whenever he wanted definitely had an impact on his moral compass, and without much care or direction, he delighted in chances to simply go for what he wanted, too busy enjoying himself to care about properly doing anything sensible. He didn't need sense, he just needed to enjoy himself, throwing his excitement forward and indulging harder in. Her slick, snug pussy yielded to his cock, accepted the fullest and most ferocious indulgences with little sense of control or purpose, and every step of the way she'd keep sinking deeper, shaky little moans and guilty expressions of growing confusion and heat marking her as falling down deeper into his clutches. All Kenzo had to do was keep thrusting, using her with quicker indulgences and a pace meant to drive her up the wall with excitement until she was finally hopelessly done for.
Little moans escaped from Toga's mouth as she received this ferocious treatment, her thoughts dizzily sinking through the spectacle and the heat of giving up so completely. She didn't understand what was happening in any useful measure, but the pleasure was there, her body taking the shameless thrusts and responding positively to a growing swell of heat and desire that washed through her. The pleasure was intense, an overbearing rush of exactly what she didn't realize she so drastically wanted to feel until she was right there taking all of it, embracing a shaky increase of pleasure and sensation that washed hotter across her body. It was impossible to ignore the sensations creeping up through her, impossible to shake the growing sensation of heat that washed over her body, and as Kenzo kept on pounding away, she was giving up to it all.
Even moaning a little bit, expressing shaky pulses of hopeless desire as she got used ever faster and rougher, pushed to a state of bizarrely accepting pleasure as every second of these feelings shook her. Toga came, crying out in confusion, as if not sure why she was even having sex, but she gave in to it. Hopeless, confused, and oddly excited to be falling into such hopeless oblivion, she came apart, embracing a strange and confused sort of joy as everything over hell at once. Kenzo slammed forward, filling her up with his cum and triggering something within her body she wasn't ready for. Wild moans shook as she shuddered through this, her body responding to all this treatment in a very specific way.
Kenzo drew back slowly, his cum dripping out of her. He admired how Toga looked, ready to tuck his cock away and head off to class now, finally, only to be stopped.
"Can I suck your cock now?" Toga asked. The words were a fair surprise to Kenzo, who was not used to being asked so directly by the girls he fucked. There was a shock there, but not an unwelcome one, as he cocked an eyebrow and took in the sight of her before him.
"Yeah, fuck it. Sure you can." Kenzo didn't know why she was asking or what had come over her, but he wasn't about to object. As Toga dropped to her knees, hep ushed his cock into her mouth, claiming her with an eager stroke forward, but he let her take the reins on it, wondering what was happening.
And indeed, he didn't need to do much about this, because Toga was ready to immediately begin tending to his cock. Hopeless back and forth motions expressed something special and reckless about her desire to go all out, working to satisfy his cock in the process of satisfying newfound cravings within her. Toga didn't understand what she was doing at all, why she succumbed with such desperate passion to the idea of giving in, but she knew she had to let it take her. Back and forth her head bobbed as her body began to crave Kenzo's cum in the same way it often craved blood, growing a strange addiction that she needed to feed., and all of that sloppy, hopeless hunger came across in the way she slurped him down in hopeless shows of raw greed.
As Toga slurped him down and showed off the depths she was willing to sink into, Kenzo just let him self keep falling. She was so sloppy and messy, showing off the most shameless of passions in treating his cock, and all that he had to do was stand there and enjoy it. "This feels great," he groaned. It could be hard to get a proper, sloppy blowjob unless he really dug in and asked for it. Here, he was getting what he needed, meeting this pressure and finding himself getting exactly what he wanted out of it all. There didn't need to be anything else to this. Just pleasure, just the shaky rushes of a sensation that didn't feel much degree of sense. He didn't know how this was all happening, why she was so eager, but he welcomed it, allowing the embrace of pleasure to keep coming, to keep burning him up.
Drool dripped from her chin. Toga was eager, still not grasping this as having much sexual gravity as she fell deeper into this, but she remained certain, eager, pushing to keep sucking the cock down and keep embracing this. She didn't need anything but this, furthering passions and desires she could work with, all in the name of continuing to fall deeper. She was in a weird position here, but she enjoyed this, falling further into wild passion and devotion as everything about this kept coming. She felt a strange degree of shaky heat take her, pleasures rising stronger within her. The need and the desire all dragged her down, and she just couldn't help herself with this. She needed to give up, needed to give in, and the idea of letting it go was going to tear her apart as she let it all conquer her.
"I could get used to mornings like this," Kenzo groaned, his hips refusing to hold back as he leaned into this all, giving up back and forth to a growing spectacle that ended with his cock erupting into the waiting mouth. He came hard, pumping Toga's mouth full of cum that she happily drank down, completely unrepentant about giving in to this all and allowing herself to lose focus. There was only pleasure to give in to here, only sensation as raw as it could come, and with a few final pumps of his hips, he gave in to this before finally drawing back, groaning in shameless joy and marveling at the sight of the pretty and pretty strange girl knelt there.
"Let's do this again some time," Toga said. Kenzo left few impressions, but the one on her body was absolutely overwhelming. She wasn't coming down from this high now, dizzy and high on the lust that hit her. "Bye!"
Kenzo didn't know yet if he'd say something, but whatever strange fixation she now had on him, in defiance of anything sensible, helped tip the scales to him maybe letting whoever she was linger around a while longer.
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Kenzo spent all of ten minutes in class. Showing up after fucking some random girl left him a bit antsy in ways that he didn't feel like he could help, left reckless and ready to wander some more as he sat there and paid little attention to his surroundings before drifting off without much care. Right back out of class, the teacher not even raising an eyebrow to him leaving. It was all the same stuff; he was able to get away with pretty much anything he so pleased, heading away and seeking out somewhere else to go. He decided against fucking the girls in his class, if only because he'd had in mind the past few days finding a good reason to head down to the support class workshops. This seemed as good a time as any.
Up to his feet and down a couple floors, he sought out the workshop he was after, inside of which Mei Hatsume was tinkering with things. Even with a sweater wrapped around her waist and baggy pants, her fat ass was unmistakable, right there for the taking, and he didn't have any reason to hold back. Advancing upon her from behind, Kenzo's thoughts were on what he wanted to do to her, on coming in from behind and tugging at the sweater blocking his chance to have her. "I'm going to help out around the lab," he told her while tossing the sweater aside and tugging her pants down. "But i want to fuck you first." He didn't bother to introduce himself to this girl who he had never said a word to. But who he had rawed one time during the sports festival.
Mei didn't even stop working. Leaned over her work bench and turning her ratchet, she remained completely focused on her task and on the build she was in the middle of, even as hands groped and grabbed at her plush rear, even as he sank forward and claimed her with a slow, eager stroke. Her incredibly tight hole was just what he needed, coaxing a low, eager groan from Kenzo as he pushed himself forward, claiming her deeper, struggling to keep himself even sort of subtle. Kenzo just wanted all of her, craved the chance to fuck her with quick and greedy motions seeking everything he wanted, and the idea of restraint simply didn't matter to him. Not in this state. He was eager to let this take him wherever it did.
And all the while, Mei kept turning the ratchet. "It'll be nice to have a hand in here today," she said, ignoring the cock pounding into her ass. It was fine. Normal. She could work like this, and that was really all that mattered in the midst of this, right? The cock spreading her hole open and pounding deeper into her was just something to deal with, a bother she didn't even mentally need to look past as she continued her work without any real concept of it being there. Even as he bucked faster back and forth, even as Kenzo did everything he could to shake her and challenge her with the ferocious desires keeping him escalating steadily out of control. He was in a state of pure greed now, refusing to hold his efforts back as he kept up this ferocious pace, letting pleasure taking him further and further along.
"Your ass is so fucking big, I don't know why you hide this." Kenzo didn't make it simple for her to keep focused on her work. Not when he was shamelessly smacking her ass all over, treating her with a reckless and careless degree of roughness steadily working over. Keeping up his savage and shameless pace, Kenzo was completely unable to contain his desires, thrusting on quicker and rougher through his greediest desires. The snug embrace of her fine ass brought him exactly what he needed, and Kenzo was unrepentant in pursuing these pleasures, refusing to contain himself for even a moment. There was just too much here that felt too good for him to help, finding that using her brought him all just too much bliss to be able to contain.
"I like baggy pants," Mei said, her reply absent-minded and offhand with little clear sense of what she was up to, just trying to make sense of things she was lost to. The pleasure all kept up sharper and hotter, the unrestrained excitement of this treatment all bringing along a rush of senseless passion that kept him moving quicker along. Kenzo refused to hold back, keeping his wild pace up and finding himself getting jut what he needed, each motion rougher and more chaotic than the last, caring only about the chance to ruin her thoroughly. Her ass offered up pleasures he couldn't resist, and when he came, the satisfaction and delight sweeping through him was everything he hoped it would be. With a reckless groan of utter delight, he pumped her ass full of cum, claiming her utterly. He filled her up, savouring the joy and the delight of breaking everything down.
Mei shook through an almost ignored orgasm, still working and trying her best to handle these things, all while he held onto her as tightly as he could. It didn't last, though; he wanted more, and he turned her around, indulging in the opportunity to get her onto her knees in front of him. "Your tits are fat too, but you're a lot more eager to show these off." He pulled her tank top up, absolutely unrepentant in his desire to have her.
Mei couldn't work while on her knees and facing him, but she didn't even register that as much of an irritation as he proceeded to press forward, shoving his cock between her tits and bucking against her chest without a care. His hands got all over her tits, pressing them in tight against his dick and hammering shamelessly forward. His desire was absolutely lost to sense, a greed carrying him forward that he knew was everything he needed, a precise rush of heat and hunger he could lose himself to. "I don't try to show them off, it just gets too hot working in the shop." She spoke with little of the usual excitement she was used to. Everyone answered Kenzo back a little differently, and Mei proved to be a subdued and quiet girl, weirdly.
It was all fine by him. His effect on someone was far less important than the chance to simply keep going, and with her soft breaths snug around his cock, he felt all too happy to keep going, pumping with increased fever forward and letting everything take him. A sensible, firm titfuck was just what he needed, with her pretty face looking flat and bored before him. It was a target for him as his cock poked up from under her cleavage, his indulgence continuing with a remarkable lack of restraint or sense. He was happy to make up for the ways she looked so bored, compensating with incredible passion of his own, using her harder and faster, greed quickening its way through him. He was determined, steady, keeping up something that felt better and hotter as he went.
"I'm going to need you to help me rotate something I have to work on in my vice. Do you know how to work a vice screw?" Knelt in wait and buzzing about only with interest in getting the work done, Mei's interest remained the idea of getting help ion the lab. She didn't consider that he'd say no, didn't think about any of this. All while he groped her harder, used her tits with less and less restraint. He continued to not only give in to this all, but he was tugging at her nipples, toying with her harder and exploring deeper into using her tits without sense. The pleasure wasn't letting up, and he found himself a sort of shameless that just didn't want to stop. He felt good, and that was really all he needed in this state.
The pleasure hit with absolute delight, a pleasure too messy that he was happy to be loud through. Groaning in frantic excitement, Kenzo pulled back and fired all over her face, making a big mess of her every which way and embracing the wild satisfaction of abandoning all sense. He made a mess of her pretty face, and then, he shrugged. "Changed my mind, actually. I've got to get back to class." He walked off, leaving Mei to kneel there with cum dripping off of her face, not even really registering the ability to care about any of this. Mei had been deceived, but just as quickly, the thought of what happened sailed right by her. Her thoughts drifted over to other things that were just more important.
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Kenzo could have gone back to class. By all rights, he should have gone back to class, given everything. Instead, he headed over to Class 1-A's room, a typical favorite of his for just how hot the girls in the class were. It was almost unfair compared to the girls in his own class, but he could at least waltz into the room whenever he wanted and single out some of the cute girls to use however he wanted. In this case, his interest fell onto the idea of taking Momo. The bustiest girl in her class, but one how needed 'help'. Stepping right up to her, he asked plainly, "Need some extra calories, Momo?"
"I could certainly use some for the test this afternoon," Momo said, not particularly moved by it one way or another, but she was ready to accept this, shrugging through it. Kenzo simply moved, grabbing the buttons of her top and undoing them. He'd already enjoyed a few titfucks today, but there wasn't a single prayer of doing anything else. He had only one choice here, tugging her top open and pulling her bra down, grabbing her plump tits and shoving his cock between them, starting in with the most reckless of passions. His fingers toyed hard with her nipples while gripping them firmly, starting to jerk back and forth through the pleasures he needed most. His sense and his patience couldn't wait, the overbearing rushes of delight taking him harder on. Everything felt just right for Kenzo.
"Suck on it, too," he told her. He had plenty of cock still poking out of her tits, and Momo didn't hesitate, sinking her head down and sucking on his head while he worked quicker and harder through this all. Her head bobbed and accepted the pressures, giving in to the dizzy pressures she just kept falling into, sensation as ecstatic and forward as could be. She didn't feel great about it, but there was little sexual or overt about it. She was just giving in, just doing her part and accepting on what was asked of her. Momo really only understood the idea of being taken by all of this, succumbing to the strangeness. It all just happened; she followed the order, accepted the command and the pressure of it all, taking it on as an inevitability.
Everybody else existed around her without much concern or care. Kenzo in the classroom didn't ever draw any attention, and even with Momo slurping her way through a blowjob and titfuck wasn't changing things. Everyone continued on with their day and existed with little real sense of care for what was going on around them. This was what Kenzo had grown used to, standing in the middle of the classroom, pants around ankles, cock between the best rack and one of the softest pairs of lips in U.A., and it was just a thing. Some may have gotten a chip on their shoulder and been angry they weren't getting attention. Kenzo told himself he just deserved it so much that the world turned on without a care while he conquered Momo with such greed and intensity.
His thrusts picked up, reckless and wicked and refusing to slow down, his hips pounding without restraint until he was firing off the massive eruption of cum right into her mouth that she needed. "Be sure to swallow all of it," he told her through his hot groan of wild relief. He watched her cheeks bulge out a bit from the big load he shot into her mouth, savouring the wild thrill of completely pumping her mouth full, and then with a sharp pull back, he set off again, back to his classroom with Momo's mouth dripping with cum. He felt satisfied, shameless, and like he had accomplished something. In turn, Momo swallowed every drop down, shivering where she sat and accepting the pressures upon her, not even blinking in concern as she swallowed it all down and simply continued on, blissfully unaware of the continued insanity all around her.
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Kenzo returned to his class room just in time to witness the substitute teacher arrive. Mt. Lady walked into the classroom. The stacked, fat assed pro hero who immediately drew his gaze as he walked right around behind the desk instead of to his seat. "This is the fattest ass I've ever fucking seen," he said, giving her a hard smack. Mt. Lady didn't budge at all. "You're not a teacher, you're a fucktoy," he said. She kept talking to the class about how Midnight was sick and she was here for the day to take over, everyone listening to her and completely overlooking the crass things he said and the smack of his hand across her ass, for all the sharp sounds it made. "Hey, tell me you want me to fuck you."
Mt. Lady turned her head, briefly confused and fuzzy, but she opened up to say, "I want you to fuck me." She said it like she was responding to someone asking if she'd like a donut. There was no thought to it, and she turned right back to the class to resume talking about the notes Midnight left her. But as she did so, Kenzo continued his move, tearing a hole right into her skintight outfit ramming into her pussy. No shame, no restraint. Only the raw, uncontrolled passion of feverishly fucking the hot pro hero raw. His hips didn't waste a moment in pounding proudly forward, driven by a desire to completely overwhelm her, to use Mt. Lady up and have his way with her. The pro hero teachers were always fun to fuck, and a hot fill-in made things even better.
With every slam forward, his hips smacked down against her. Her outfit couldn't contain the way her ass shook under the force of his brutal pressures. He wasn't gentle in this, but the raw brutality behind his thrusts brought on something that she just couldn't help but give up to. There wasn't any good way to handle this all, as Mt. Lady instinctively gripped the table for support and tried everything under her power to contain herself. The ferocious greed carrying Kenzo forward was detached from anything resembling normalcy now, and the more that he threw himself into this, the more exciting it was to lose all control. Mt. Lady was a gorgeous woman to fuck senseless, and he was happy to throw himself extra hard into the commotion behind it all with only one singular goal in mind.
Mt. Lady continued to teach the class, her voice struggling a little bit as the hard thrusts shook into her body so intensely, but she was otherwise well equipped to deal with it all, trying her best to clench up while failing miserably to steady herself. But nobody noticed. They were all just sitting there listening to the teacher, completely detached from understanding what they were watching, unable to behold any of this. They just sat and nodded and opened their books up, doing what they were asked to do and ignoring the student shamelessly fucking the substitute. Kenzo's hands smacked all over her ass and continued to indulge harder in pleasures that felt like they were only getting better, only getting harsher. He ran through his shameless control over this situation with absolutely no idea how to contain this all, simply pursuing deepening greed and the spectacle that came with absolute authority. She was stuck here, left with no choice but to take on all these pleasures and accept it.
Proud of how hard he could dominate and knowing that his unquestioned indulgence was his right, Kenzo continued his reckless assault on her pussy, watching her fat ass bounce and quiver under his thrusts, relentless in the pleasure he pursued before finally deciding he wanted to really leave a mark. He grabbed Mt. Lady's hair and yanked her back, turning her around to face him and smacking her across the face a few times with his cock. She didn't even blink. He finished himself off with his hand, beating off right in front of her and savouring the wildly aggressive pressures and desires pushing him hard over the line, the weird and wild excess of the moment.
It ended with a big, gooey eruption of cum all over her face. Mt. Lady took the facial without hesitation, closing her eyes only to spare herself the worst of it, but otherwise letting this all happen, being made a total fucking mess of as she knelt there, completely unmoved by this. The gooey streaks of spunk all over her face cast a grand mess across her, but she was quick to turn back around and focus once more on the classroom full of students, rising to her feet and continuing to teach the class, continuing to act like nothing was wrong or off or out of the usual.
But she had cum running down her face, her pussy sticky and bare, exposed to the open air as he stood behind her, grinding his cock between her plush cheeks and slapping her ass hard. He'd finally found two very good reasons to settle back down into his classroom for the day and not mess around with support class girls or facefuck 1-A girls for a little while. Two very soft, plump reasons. Two reasons he was about to have clapping while he slammed into her ass again and used her as hard as he could. There would be no restraint and no mercy. Only raw indulgence as hard as he could get it. That was the essence of what he needed, the satisfaction of craving and delight.
Kenzo may have been back in class, but he wasn't about to do anything even remotely close to learning. No, he was just going to drill all Mt. Lady's holes and make sure she walked out of the school dripping with cum, and whether they understood it or not, his whole class was going to watch.