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The days have passed by slowly, far too slowly for Mina and for Momo. It’s easy to say there are times that feel as though they’ve moved slowly, just as it often seems to fly by when one is having fun… but time has never moved slower than in the past week. It’s been rough, being pushed through holes in a wall, strapped in tight so movement is impossible, and then being used for hours on end. The only breaks the girls would get would be to take care of their most base needs, and brought back out at night to rest.
Besides those brief respites, the entirety of each day went to being fucked and used by men who paid the fee. Momo is nearly broken by the time they reach the seventh time they’ve been pulled out of this bondage, and Mina is seething with a deep seated rage. She doesn’t want to go through any more of this, but Momo has barely kept herself together. The wealthy girl has not had many worries in her life, but this has been a crash course in the sort of darkness that leads to heroes being necessary in the first place.
She had never expected to be subjected to something like this, just for trying to help with her friends who had gone missing. Now that she’s been through this torment, now that it should finally be over, Momo is left shuddering. She doesn’t want to ever go through it again! Gagged, helpless, while countless men fuck her, using her ass and her pussy whenever they want… it was harrowing. She swears she can still feel their hands on her, their come coating her, even now that she’s been taken back out and hosed off, pushed back into her makeshift cell that is considered a bedroom while living this horrible life.
She and Mina are forced in together, still gagged and bound, as the owner steps in. He looks over the two girls, while Momo looks at him with pleading eyes and Mina shoots daggers at him.
“You know, this was all started to try and teach the two of you a lesson… do you feel as though you’ve learned anything?” he asks, and Mina doesn’t so much as react. She doesn’t try and speak, doesn’t do anything beyond glare at him. Momo, on the other hand, nods enthusiastically. It’s easy to see why she might be considered something of a teacher’s pet at her school.
“Mmph! Mm! Mmm, mm?” she begs through her gag, desperately trying to convey how much she’s learned and how desperate she is to be freed from this daily torment. A week of being used makes her long for the days she spent struggling to make it as a waitress while tied up, longing for those days that seemed like such a humiliation at the time… now she knows how much worse things can get.
“Well, I’m glad to hear at least one of you learned a thing or two,” the owner says, chuckling. He grabs Momo by the chin, smiling at her as she begins to cry, pleading with her eyes, continuing to try and communicate through her gag.
Mina can’t help but feel ashamed, seeing Momo break so much, seeing her plead with the one who got them into this mess. It doesn’t sit well with her, but what can she do? She can’t stop her friend from breaking, from giving in and doing what they want. Momo is left shuddering when he releases her, his hand darting down to grope at her impressive tits.
“You’ve done so good, though. You’ve both made me a fortune… so I think I’ll give you another week. Both for your friend here to learn her lesson a bit more, and for me to line my pockets that much more! This place could use some renovations to really increase how much fun the clients can have with my sluts,” the owner says, watching closely for the way Momo’s face falls. Mina finally speaks, muttering curses and threats into her gag that don’t quite make it out.
The owner laughs, pulling back and heading for his room. With it being closing time, he knows that Ochako will have been led to his room. She’s been doing great, and he always has her there for the night. He can’t wait to see her, to break the news to her that her friends she’s been forced to eat out time and time again for brief interludes during their time in the wall will have another week there.
She’s been able to rake in far more tips with the two of them out of the picture, and still hasn’t caught on to the fact that the owner is just pocketing the money he swears is making it back to her needy parents. It’s so amusing, watching her put forth such a nice effort, while knowing he’s lying to her. He can’t help but love the innocent joy in her eyes when she gets a tip, even if it’s shoved into her cleavage or pushed wherever it will stay. She’s so pathetic, and when he does finally break the news to her, he knows it’ll break her.
For now, though, he just wants to enjoy his time with her. When he reaches his room and opens the door, she’s there on his bed, hands tied behind her back but legs freed. He’s been giving her a bit more freedom lately, given that she’s not all that dangerous to begin with. Of course, given the kind of establishment he runs, he’s kept tabs on all the female pro heroes, and the up and coming students as well. With detailed notes on her Quirk, someone like Uravity wouldn’t be too much of a threat even if he did slip up on suppressing her and let her have some freedom of movement.
If it were Mina or Momo, or Pinky and Creati as they’re known, he wouldn’t dare let his guard down for even a second. He’d be liable to be melted down, or have an arsenal leveled against him, if either of them had access to their Quirks for long enough. But poor little Uravity? What would she do, make some of them float? It wouldn’t amount to a damn thing. Not only is she susceptible to all kinds of manipulation thanks to her drive for money, but she’s the weakest when it comes to her abilities.
She’s the perfect victim for his more in depth plans, and he plans on doing the most with her because of it.
“That’s my good girl, did you keep track of how much you made tonight?” he asks. Ordinarily, her answer would come in moans and groans muffled by her gag, but tonight he’s allowed her to relax from that, as well.
“Ah, I couldn’t… so many tips were outside of my view, or while I was busy,” Ochako says, softly. She blushes, not used to the sound of her own voice after spending so much time gagged. He laughs, shaking his head.
“Wow, I’m surprised. You seem like the type who would count every single bit of it… well, maybe we can count it together, hm?” he offers, and Ochako nods. He leads her out of bed, towards his desk, pulling out the box that contains her earnings from the day. Of course, he has it brought to his room when she’s delivered, so he can send it on to her parents, as he claims. It does little more than stay in his own personal safe, but that’s nothing Ochako needs to know about.
He settles into his chair, pulling Ochako down onto his lap. He works his cock free, and she doesn’t hesitate to sink down onto him, letting him fill her as he begins to count. Ochako loves it. She loves hearing the numbers going up and up, while she can bounce on his lap, riding him as he reads out the ever increasing total. By the time all is said and done, he’s counted out thousands, while she’s been riding him harder and faster. When he reaches the end, giving her the grand total of her earnings for the day, the girl can’t help but come for him. She comes crashing down on his cock, her body shuddering as she reaches her climax.
Of course, he joins her in it, reveling in the fact that she enjoys this so much, that she’s so obsessed with money she’s never going to see, money he’s pocketing behind her back. He loves it, loves how pathetic and desperate she is. When he is finished, his seed filling her, he leans in close.
“You know, I could throw some of the money from the next week in with your total,” he offers. “The girls have been such a hit, I’m going to keep them in the wall.”
“Ah… w-what?” Ochako asks, suddenly snapping out of her orgasmic daze. “Momo? And Mina? They’re going to be in there for another week?”
“Yeah, that Mina girl hasn’t learned a thing, and she’s been making me a fortune,” the owner says, laughing as he reaches up to cup one of Ochako’s tits. She’s so soft, still perky even after being groped and touched so much, and he can’t help but feel her up. “She needs another week.”
“But… but what about Momo? She doesn’t seem to be that feisty anymore,” Ochako says, not really wanting to argue with the man, but feeling bad for her friends.
“Don’t you worry about that, okay? She’s going to learn more, she could use some more time in there, too,” he says, pushing Ochako up and bringing her to his bed. He sits on the edge, forcing the girl onto her knees and leading her head to his cock. She knows what to do, and begins working cleaning him up, licking along his length and sucking him off.
She might be worried about her friends, but he makes it clear he’s not listening to a word of it right now. The rest of the night passes with her sucking him off, him tossing her into bed and fucking her one last time, and passing out on top of her. Even with her legs freed, Ochako doesn’t stir from bed, sleeping with the one who has offered her so much more than her friends get.
Despite how much of her dignity she’s cast aside in this place, she can feel good knowing that her efforts here are helping her family. Paying them. She might not feel happy, but she can at least take some pride in that. She can feel good about the fact that they’re being taken care of, even if she’s not really getting to see them or be a direct part of it. That’s what’s keeping her going, what’s helping her to keep doing what she has to do here.
~X~
The next day is hell on Mina and Momo. Ochako goes about her business as best as she can, but she keeps finding herself watching the two of them in the wall. Men are getting bolder with them, fucking them rougher, pushing some new toys in on them. They’ve started using expanding butt plugs on them, working bigger and bigger toys into them, stretching them. Now there are markers beside each of them, strung to the walls, and they keep writing obscene things on their bodies.
Once you go pink, you never go back. Creating good times. Slut. Whore. Bitch.
Ochako watches as more and more is written on each of their bodies, more getting smeared away as men come on the girls and force them to take more and more of their abuse. She feels so bad, watching it, but even more so when one of them pays her to eat one of them out. Ochako doesn’t know how much more of this she can watch, and when she’s in close to take care of her friends like that, she can’t help but dwell on all the writing, the drawings… there’s even a couple of tallies running, refreshed each day, showing how many have bought and used poor Mina and Momo. Ochako can feel her guilt building, wanting to do more to help them but not sure what she can do.
After another long day of serving, and another day of her bringing in loads of tips, Ochako is brought back to the owner’s room, untied save for her arms and ungagged. She can finally speak and breathe freely, and she knows what she’s going to do once the manager makes it to his room. She wants to do all she can to help her friends, but it’s likely not going to be easy.
“Um, sir?” she asks, once he’s in and settled, sitting at his desk and beckoning for her to come closer.
“Yes? What is it?” he asks, obviously a bit leery of her asking him anything at all. It’s probably not a good idea to push this, to even ask about it, but she finds herself doing it anyway.
“It’s been more than a week, I really do think Mina and Momo should be let back out now… it seems to be way too much for them,” Ochako says.
“Oh, is it? You think so?” he asks, as he pulls her down onto his lap, only to push her over the desk instead. He stands, taking hold of her hips as he begins to force his way into her. He’s rougher than usual, fucking her over the desk for even daring to ask about her friends. “You want me to just let them out, is that it? I should just go ahead and set them free in the streets at that rate.”
“No, I just… I just mean they can go back to serving… right?” she asks, as she takes the rough fucking, feeling his anger build the more she talks about it. She didn’t think it would go this badly, but with how far gone she is now, even this rough treatment has her arousal building.
“Maybe, but on one condition,” the manager says, as he slams deep inside of her, feeling her ass squish back against his thighs as he pushes in deep.
“Ah! C-condition?” Ochako asks, as he pushes towards her, his weight bearing down on her and forcing her against the desk.
“Don’t worry about it, you’ve been good so I’ll do this for you, but you have to agree without knowing what I want from you. Okay? You have to understand that someone’s going to have to pick up the slack now that my clients are used to renting your friends,” he hints, and Ochako whimpers.
“Oh… okay, okay, I agree,” she reluctantly goes along with his demands, while he pulls back and slams in once more, holding her down as he bottoms out within her and hits his climax. He doesn’t hold back, pumping her full of his come before pulling back out and slapping her ass.
“Good girl, you’ve been so good I gotta go along with what you want from time to time, right?” he teases, as he pulls her back to bed. He doesn’t hesitate to fuck her senseless for the rest of the night, not really looking forward to having her as sloppy seconds after what he has in mind for her for the next week, but hey.
You win some, you lose some. The fact that she would think so highly of herself that she would suggest something to him shows that she has a lot of learning she needs of her own, so he can do what he wants with her for now and let the others have some fun after.
~X~
The next day begins as they all have been lately, with Ochako strapped up into her waitressing attire, and Momo and Mina locked into the wall for another day of work. The owner made his promise, but obviously he hasn’t bothered telling the staff about it yet, since he spent the night railing Ochako before giving her up for a while. He does greet her when he comes in, after she’s been waitressing for a bit, and he slaps her ass. Ochako can feel something on her, but she’s not really sure what it is.
A sticker of some sort, though no matter how she tries to crane her neck to look back at herself, she can’t quite read it. Whenever she passes by some of their clients, though, she can tell it’s something she’s probably not going to like.
“Oh, she’s finally going on the market, huh?” one comments.
“Ooh, full use? I could shell out some extra for that,” another says.
“Poor girl can’t handle what she’s getting into,” another adds, chuckling. Each comment as the day goes by leads Ochako to feel a deeper sense of dread. She doesn’t know what’s going on, other than the fact that she’s going to be taking the place of her friends if it means them getting out, but the way the men talk about her there has to be something more to it.
Still, the owner eventually comes over and begins working Mina and Momo out of the wall. The two of them seem surprised, when finally freed from their bondage and forced to stand on the stage they’ve been fucked senseless on for well over the original week that was agreed upon. They’ve been bringing in a small fortune, between the two of them, and they find it hard to believe something would change the mind of such a wicked man now.
“Now, see, you should really be grateful to your friend Ochako,” he says, once they’ve been pulled back out from the wall. It’s not easy sliding them in and out of their, and they end up so restricted that it becomes exhausting. “She’s the one who talked me into giving you a second chance. So don’t squander it, okay? Go on and tell me if you’ve learned your lesson.”
Momo reacts the same way as before, frantically, desperately begging for her freedom, swearing she’s learned, begging forgiveness. Not a word of it is possible to understand, but the owner gets the gist of it. Of course, Mina is looking at Ochako, taking note of the writing on that sticker.
In big words, it clearly states that she’ll be the one up for rent next, and that “Quirk use will be fully unrestricted.”
Rather than trying to plead for any sort of forgiveness or say she’s learned a lesson, Mina tries to warn Ochako. She doesn’t know what kind of hell her friend would go through if she agreed to this, if she goes along with this, but it’s not going to be worth it. Ochako might have sold them out, cashing in to have better treatment, but Mina isn’t enough of a monster to let her go into something like this without warning.
Of course, that just means the owner is angry with her after a moment.
“Would you stop whining? I try and let you out, and this is how you repay me,” he grumbles, pushing her back towards the wall. “Put her back in. She can finish out the rest of the week. Ungrateful whore.”
Mina is left stunned, not really understanding that she missed her shot before she’s back in place, and someone is already handing over the cash to use her once again. She’s left stunned, as another man slams his cock into her, fucking her as soon as she’s locked back in place. As for Momo, she’s finally allowed to go back to waitressing. She can’t help but feel a deep sense of relief as she’s let back in that original role, finding it far more appealing now than she did before.
She can’t believe she would ever want to be back in this sort of role, but there’s no way for her to want to go back to being in the wall. This is far better, far less humiliating than having her body fucked and groped for days on end. She can at least move on her own, and it quickly becomes obvious that she’s putting in a lot more effort. As she and Ochako go back to waitressing, Mina is forced to take the brunt of all the customers not willing to wait for the newly announced plan with Ochako.
Of course, she is still in the dark about just how extreme her new role will be. It was not something that Momo or Mina had to deal with, and it was something they probably couldn’t have handled if they did. The manager knows his Quirk best of all, and does have a particular room in the establishment that isn’t hit by his powers. It’s a trade secret, the way he can pick and choose which areas are hit by his own Quirk, or as some have guessed, if something about the way the room is built can counter his Quirk… either way, the room allows those within it to fully use their Quirk.
There’s no way he would ever, under any circumstances, allow either Mina or Momo to enter into that room. If the girls could tell that they could use their Quirks, this whole thing would be over in no time. At least, they’d have a hell of a fight on their hands. But Uravity, as he’s thought in the past… well, if she’s tied up, her Quirk is hard to activate and even harder to rely upon when it comes to self defense.
If she’s in there on her own, with the kind of guy who is going to pay a premium to be able to use his Quirk? Well, there’s not going to be a damn thing her little gravity altering Quirk can do. It’s a win for both him and the clients, getting to go all out and fuck one of their little kidnapped toys however they want, and it’s something that depraved fucks who can’t get enough if they can’t use their Quirk will pay a premium for. He can’t wait to see how much they shell in with that kind of arrangement, but for now, he just lets Ochako work the floor and build up enthusiasm. He’s going to put her in the room for the last half of the day, and see how much she can take.
~X~
Once lunch time rolls around and passes by, he grabs Ochako, pulling her aside.
“So, I know you haven’t read it, but the little sticker I put on you this morning has really been building up the enthusiasm,” he says, and Ochako nods. She has noticed that more of the clients have been watching her closely, eying her almost hungrily. Like they have all sorts of plans for her, plans she knows she’s not going to want to be part of, but isn’t going to have a choice in. She’s wondered what that sticker might say for all this time, but she can’t very well contort her neck or body to see it.
“Mmfh,” she agrees, and he laughs.
“You know what it says? It says they can borrow a room with you, and use their Quirk as much as they want on you,” he says. Watching the way her face falls is priceless. “They’re going to pay a premium for it, so only the ones who really want a go at you and have the kinds of Quirks that can really make the most of it are going to pay for that kind of deal.”
Ochako shakes her head, her blood running cold. She can only imagine what kind of hell she might go through, locked in a room and forced to go through whatever sick fantasies the clients here could come up with if they’re allowed to use their Quirks. But she made her deal, and while it only ended up freeing Momo for now, she can’t go back on it. The manager leads her to the room, forcing her in through the door and shutting it tight behind her.
She can feel a different sort of feeling in the air. She can’t really test whether her own Quirk works, given the way she has to touch things to get it going, but she does feel more… free. Like something has been oppressing her all this time. She didn’t even really notice it until it was gone, but the brief respite doesn’t last long. In no time at all, a man is entering the room, looking at her sinisterly.
“You have no idea how long I’ve been waitin’ for a chance like this,” he says, stretching his arms. He shakes his head. “This place sucks for people like me. Sure, sure, we can pay and have some fun, but I could have way more fun if I could really let loose.”
As the man speaks, he shrugs out of his jacket, tossing it aside, as countless tentacles begins to shift, seeming to grow from his back. Ochako’s eyes widen, and she begins to shake her head, watching as the man’s Quirk becomes more and more overwhelming. The tentacles are long, very mobile, easily able to shift across the entire room. She can feel one slithering up to her, coiling around her ankle.
“You don’t seem too pleased,” he laughs, watching the way Ochako goes pale, obviously terrified. His tentacles move over her body, feeling her up, covering her, with one sliding between her legs, two grabbing at her breasts, one wrapping around her neck. She’s soon constricted by countless of them, feeling them slithering over her body. They’re a bit slimy, warm, and less unpleasant than she had expected. Still, the thought of someone doing this to her, touching her and holding on to her with so many of them, caressing her and holding her steady…
She doesn’t like it at all.
~X~
Momo is doing much better now. She’s back to her waitressing gig, and while some part of her is rather worried about Ochako, with the sign she had on her butt, she doesn’t spare her much thought. She can’t right now! And besides, Ochako was the one who went along with that wicked owner, letting him lead her who knows where each night. Momo doesn’t want to think too much about what might be going on there, but she does know that she has to focus on herself first and foremost.
She wants to make it through this, to weather this storm until the inevitable rescue. It must be coming! Not just two, but three UA students? Captured, missing? Her family is wealthy, as well, not to disparage either Ochako or Mina, but she knows her status is more high profile and likely to bring a bigger search. Not to mention her general location should be known… it can’t be that hard to find her now, can it?
She tries to do her best to keep up her hard work, thinking of the rescue that simply can’t be too far off now. She doesn’t know how much longer it will take, but there’s no way she’s going to be trapped here in this hovel of a brothel forever. Momo can’t imagine that the numerous pro heroes aren’t working hard right now to find her and the others, and even if the one who runs this place has some kind of power to negate the Quirks of others, she doesn’t think that would stop them from finding their way in here.
Even if they couldn’t do much about it, perhaps the regular police could? She can’t just believe that this would be the end of her story. Of course, it’s hard for her to think much about the future and the inevitable time she’ll have once she gets out of here, when the patrons keep asking for more drinks brought to them, more food, and she has to do her best not to slip up. If she does, she might end up right back in the wall.
She can’t let her mind slip, and she can’t let her clumsiness get in the way of what she needs to do. It’s not easy moving when tied up so tightly but there’s really nothing else for it. She gets the hang of it, and with Ochako otherwise busy, the focus of the patrons is more or less all on her. She can feel them getting more handsy with her, and while she had tried her best to avoid being touched in the past, she doesn’t dare fight back against them now.
She simply allows it, letting them grope her, touch her, feel her up and toy with her. She grits her teeth, just trying to focus on what she needs to do to get through this shift. Any glance at Mina, currently getting fucked in the ass while in the wall, is enough to remind her of what she needs to do now.
~X~
Ochako, naturally, has no way of breaking free from the countless tentacles who hold on to her now. They all coil around her, and once her bondage was torn from her, they grab her by the wrists and ankles, lifting her into the air.
“It’s hard, watching people have their fun, even going so far as fucking one of you girls… all while knowing I could do so much more,” the man says, shaking his head. “It’s just not fair. I love this place, but damn, doing this like some kind of normal person is just awful.”
One of his tentacles caresses Ochako’s face, rubbing against her cheek, while the one around her neck clenches up a bit, squeezing her and cutting off her air. She struggles in vain, trying to pull free of the impossibly strong appendages. She’s seen all sorts of Quirks, both from villains and from her own classmates, but something like this is dangerous, for sure. From the sound of it, this guy particularly enjoys using his tentacles to rape victims… something she’s definitely not wanting to be a part of.
But what can she do now? She’s helpless, even untied like this. She can’t take any advantage of her freedom, as the man’s tentacles push into her and probe at her. She can feel one teasing at her cunt, as the one around her neck finally relaxes, giving her a chance to breathe. She takes it, as best as she can, as the tentacle between her legs starts to push inside. The man sighs, shaking his head, feeling every bit of her tightness around him.
“That’s more like it,” he says, as he steps in closer. She can feel another tentacle pushing at her asshole, slicker than the other ones, pushing into her easily and getting her nice and wet from it. It’s a strange feeling, warm and big, pushing into her, almost like it’s getting her ready for more. It feels pleasant, and she can feel a tingling sort of arousal building within her. She’s not exactly a stranger to anal now, not with all the owner does with her… but she’s not used to being this sensitive. She can feel her arousal building, of course that’s not helped by the way the tentacles probe into her cunt and grope her tits, rubbing over her nipples.
The strange wetness that seems to seep into her skin, more of it concentrated on the tentacle sliding in and out of her ass, seems to be adding to her arousal. She didn’t think to worry about something like this, but with a gag still in her mouth, she can’t really do much about it now. She can’t so much as cry out in protest, only whimpering and shaking in her bondage. The man laughs, fucking her in every hole he can for now, letting his tentacles explore her and add to her pleasure.
Soon enough, once he can feel her ass clenching down hard around his tentacle, knowing that the aphrodisiac he’s pushed into her that coats each tentacle has her nice and wet, and beyond sensitive, he pulls her in closer. He reaches up, pulling the gag from her mouth, throwing it aside. Before she can cry out in protest or whine, he pushes in for a kiss, forcing her to take his tongue down her throat. All the while, his tentacles keep touching her, toying with her, fucking her. She can feel so many of them moving all over her body, squeezing her here, slithering over her there. It’s all too much for her, but she doesn’t exactly mind it, either.
She doesn’t want to think about how good it feels, how much the arousal within her throbs and pulses… she’s learned all kinds of things about sex and the way her body reacts to stimulus here, but nothing quite so intense as this. Nothing has worked her to such a peak, bringing her to the most intense climax of her life while things are still just starting out. She comes so hard she’s practically dripping her arousal, and the man finally pulls back from the kiss.
“Mm, you’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” he asks, mocking her as his tentacles keep exploring her. It’s so much nicer, being able to feel so much of the girl he’s fucking, being able to touch her all over all at once while melting her mind with aphrodisiacs so intense they might as well be drugs. His Quirk is the fucking best, and going without it sucks!
He pulls Ochako down onto his lap as he sits on the bed, working his cock free and retreating the tentacle that’s been toying with her ass all this time. With such perfect grip and control on her body, it’s not at all difficult for him to make her ride him, pushing her until she’s on his lap and sinking down onto his cock. She whines out when he uses his tentacles to force her down onto him.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he grunts, thrusting up into her as he forces her to ride him. She can feel the tentacles moving her, forcing her up and down, up and down, while one still fucks her ass and another pushes into her open mouth. She doesn’t know why, but feeling it slide down her throat makes even her throat feel more sensitive. She can feel pleasure pulsing all through her, driving her deeper and deeper into this.
She comes again, unable to resist the pleasure flooding through her body all at once. How can she be put through this much pleasure, how can it all feel so good? And why can’t she focus? She doesn’t know about the aphrodisiac that’s being worked into her skin, down her throat, working her deeper and deeper into pleasure. She’s basically in a haze, clarity coming for her only when she comes, only for it to fade and her to be pushed into yet another orgasm. It becomes something of an endless chain, with the man thrusting up into her and forcing her to ride him with his tentacles.
~X~
Mina swears the men are even rougher with her now. As if the chance of her being taken away makes them want to go harder with her. She can’t stop them, of course. She can’t even see them. She can just feel them behind her, touching her, fucking her, writing on her. She doesn’t know what she can do about this, and she supposes she should have just gone along with her chance to get out like Momo did. But some part of her can’t help being frustrated by that.
Asking if they learned their lesson, as if this is anything more than this greedy man selling them to make a fortune… with how big the up and coming heroes at UA are, Mina knows that all sorts of villains would pay a fortune just to have a turn with her. Hell, even some normal people of a less than savory nature would probably not pass up a chance like that. Surely those are the ones making up the clientèle of this place, and making her go through hell each and every night.
She doesn’t know how much more of this she can take, but she’s at least glad that Momo got out of this. Part of her worries for Ochako, however. She doesn’t know what kind of torture she’s going through, with people who can use their Quirk on her having to pay extra for the chance. If they do that, if they have a Quirk that makes that kind of thing worth it… she can’t imagine it’s a pleasant experience. She shudders at the thought, people who have powers like tentacles, body manipulation, mind control… the sky is the limit, and there’s nothing that Ochako could do to defend herself against it.
If it were here, she’d be able to melt through any bondage and at least make things harder on the ones trying her. She doesn’t think she has to worry much about being put in that situation. She could bust out in no time at all, and make her way hopefully back onto the streets. Momo could do pretty well for herself, as well. But Ochako could, at most, make her or her attacker float. What good is that going to do her?
~X~
The man fucks the helpless girl, holding her snared in his tentacles, having grown tired of using the appendages to force her to ride him, and instead suspending her in the air. Now he can slam deep into her cunt, forcing her legs around him as if she’s some kind of willing lover rather than the whore he’s bought for the night. Ochako has to try and get through this however she can, thinking that she at least got Momo out of a bad situation, and she’s making a lot of money like this, too. Surely that will go to her parents, as well?
If that’s the case, she can suffer through this for as long as she has to. She just has to steel herself, and think of them never having to worry again. Not that the pleasure that washes through her mind isn’t enough to take her thoughts from anything else. The way this man uses her, fucks her, his tentacles forcing her deeper and deeper into pleasure, bringing her to the peak time and time again… she can’t take it. The owner has done much with her, forcing her to let go of her innocence, making her come to enjoy several things he can do for her.
He’s been able to enjoy corrupting her, bit by bit… but this? This is something more. This guy doesn’t care one way or the other what she feels, and he’s not slowly breaking her. His Quirk just seems designed to utterly break his victims, to bring them to to heights of pleasure they’ve never even imagined and use that to undo them. She doesn’t know how much of him she can take, but he has whatever time he’s paid for.
Given how much he seems to enjoy finally being able to go all out like this, she can’t imagine he skimped on that front. He’s going to be at this for a while, and her poor abused holes can’t take much more. When he reaches his own peak, thrusting deep into her ass, he grunts. She can feel the heat of his seed flooding into her, but when he comes, his tentacles squeeze her tighter. Not only that, some of them aim and fire their own seed over her body, painting her in it.
She can’t take it. It’s so warm, so hot, covering her body and getting in her hair. She can even feel it pumping down her throat and into her stomach. She can feel it filling her, loading her up with it, and she doesn’t know what she can do to stop it. The answer is, of course, nothing. The man goes limp for just a moment, the tentacles only barely relax, before he’s back to fucking her all over again.
She barely felt him pulling out, but now he’s slamming into her cunt, while another takes her ass. The tentacles drive her crazy, never stopping, never slowing, seeming to have an endless supply of stamina to use to break her in. Ochako is not going to be the same when this man is done with her, something he quite honestly prides himself on. He doesn’t stop, using her with all he’s got, fucking her as hard as he can.
She can feel another orgasm rising within her, and she can’t do a thing to stop it or slow it. It is coming over her hard, fast, and she doesn’t think she can take much more before she simply breaks for him. Something he is determined to see happen, something he wants to see through. It’s not just enough to fuck his victims, he enjoys watching the moment they melt for him, the moment their pleasure becomes all they know. It’s part of why getting his hands, and tentacles, on a heroine or aspiring heroine is the best. They are so much more fun to break, much stronger with far more stamina.
There’s no challenge in doing this to some normal woman, but a heroine? Taking her and breaking her in? There’s a challenge, a thrill. He can’t help but revel in the feeling, savoring each and every time he feels Ochako come for him. This is Uravity. She might not be a pro yet, but she had some good showings in various events and even some time on screen for some intern work… now he’s getting to fuck her, to break her in, and it feels so damn good. Her tight cunt is driving him mad, and each time she comes it’s that much sweeter.
Being able to feel both her cunt, and each hole, and every inch he can caress with his tentacles all at once? It’s no wonder he’s addicted to this sort of thing. The man can feel such intense pleasures, can bask in them and revel in them. Even when he’s past his own limits, when he’s fucked a girl until he can’t keep going, it’s not like his tentacles wear out as fast. He can go for hours and hours, even when he’s needing to take a break to recover. He had went ahead and shelled out for two, but with how much fun little Uravity is proving to be… well, he could definitely decide to extend that a bit.
The small fortune spent just to dominate and break in an aspiring heroine like her would be worth it, that much he already knows. As much as he has confidence in his ability, he’s not too sure if he should save up for a chance to unload his Quirk on the likes of Creati or the pink one. Sure, they’d be fun to break in, but the latter has that acid Quirk he’s not quite sure he could stand up to. The idea of caressing Creati and her spawning some knife out of her skin to slice a tentacle also doesn’t sit well with him.
With the very nature of their Quirks, going all out on Uravity seems to be the best bet. Besides, her body is nice and soft, pliable, tight despite the fact that they all know the owner has been showing her some special attention. He can’t stop fucking into her, thrusting deep into her young cunt, pushing his limits as he tries to break her in completely. He can feel her starting to shudder again, another climax about to hit her, and he shoves a tentacle deeper into her open mouth, muffling her and choking her on it.
He can feel her throat tightening around it, her body flailing and twisting as much as his tight grip on her allows. She’s not going to be able to break free, she’s not even going to be able to slow him down. This is just the start, and he’s going to really take his time teaching this girl a lesson. This is where he thrives, what he lives for, and he doesn’t want to stop now. He fucks into her with all his might, using his tentacles to move her in time with his thrust, bringing her to another climax just as he pushes in deep and unloads inside of her.
Uravity’s eyes widen in terror, feeling his come surging into her, feeling her own climax hit her so much harder than it has before. She’s humiliated, getting fucked like this, coming for someone she doesn’t even know the name of. The owner is one thing, he’s been helping her, sending money to her family, but this man is nothing to her. She shudders as her climax slowly subsides, and she can feel his hot come churning deep inside of her. Just when she thinks she’s going to get a moment to catch her breath, he flips her onto the bed and pins her arms and legs with the tentacles, thrusting back into her all over again.
~X~
Mina feels another man shoving into her, only moments after the last one unloaded into her. She hates this feeling, hates being fixed into the wall like this, unable to move or fight back. Unable to do anything as more and more men claim her body and use her to satisfy their needs. She supposes she’s a little glad that Momo managed to get herself out of this, but it doesn’t do her any favors now that she’s the only one in the wall. Sure, some of the more unruly clients who wants to use their Quirks will be paying a premium to go and ravage Ochako, but those aren’t the type spending less on her and Momo for the past week.
Now they all have one choice, and it’s Mina. She can faintly hear the scuffles and teasing from the other side of the wall, the way the men argue and fight over who gets to go next. They’re getting rougher, trying to speed things along, and she can feel each deep thrust pushing her deeper into despair. It was bad enough, sharing this fate with Momo, but she can’t help glancing over to the empty space beside her and almost wishing her friend would make a mistake and get put in again, if only to spare her some of the focus of these relentless, insatiable men. She doesn’t like to think about that, doesn’t like to admit to such thoughts.
They’re selfish, unbecoming of a heroine, but Mina doesn’t really feel all that heroic lately. She feels… useless. Helpless. Being trapped like this and raped for hours on end, for weeks, being used as nothing more than a piece of meat that can be purchased and thrust into, being little more than a sex toy… she doesn’t like it. Mina is usually a cheerful girl, but this is breaking her down more than she could have dreamt of. Does that make her weak? Or is this just so impossible, something no one should ever have to go through?
~X~
Momo glances up from time to time, watching the huge line of men that seems to only get bigger as the day goes on and clients come in to the establishment she can’t believe can continue on with three UA students held captive for weeks at this point. How can no one find them? Is there something going on that makes this easier to operate? She doesn’t really understand, but she can’t do anything about it now. She has to keep her wits about her, trying not to make mistakes as the customers grope her and touch her.
“You don’t wanna jump back in to the wall and help your little friend, do you?” one asks, slapping her ass as she walks by. He had noticed the way she was glancing up at Mina, and Momo shakes her head. He laughs, slapping her again for good measure. This causes one of the drinks she’s carrying on the attached tray to fall, and she whimpers.
It spills on another guest, who curses her and grabs at one of her breasts roughly.
“Watch it, girl,” he says, as he pulls back and pinches her nipple for good measure. Momo whimpers, tears welling up in her eyes. She shouldn’t be so easily threatened, so easily broken down, but she can’t help the side of her that all this treatment is bringing to the forefront of her mind. She might be an aspiring heroine, a dignified and wealthy daughter of very influential people… but none of that means a thing in here. In here, she’s just a helpless girl being used by men to satisfy their carnal urges.
She is, at the very least, in a much better position than both Ochako and Mina for the moment, and she wants to keep it that way. She tries to appear remorseful, apologizing as best as she can through her expressions and actions while gagged and bound. The man laughs, not really all that bothered, grabbing her ass before sending her back on her way. Momo is terrified of making a big enough mistake to end up back in the wall, so she has to do her best to make that fate a distant fear rather than a reality.
She doesn’t want to be this weak, this helpless, this pathetic… but the thought of being back on display, being able to be bought for a pittance and fucked senseless by an endless line of men, all for weeks on end? She doesn’t want to face that again. She would do anything to avoid that fate, no matter how demeaning or humiliating.
~X~
Ochako can hardly breathe with the tentacle ramming down her throat, while two others coil around her breasts and feel her up, all while the man’s weight bears down on her and fucks her, thrusting between legs held far apart by his tentacles. He laughs, relishing in the tears running down her face, a combination of all she’s going through and her lack of air. How long has it been? How long has this man even purchased with her? She doesn’t know, she’s not quite sure how this particular part of this horrid brothel works.
She doesn’t want to keep facing his punishments, she doesn’t want to be forced to bear whatever he wants to do with her, but it’s not like she has some way out of this. He’s the perfect foil to her powers, even if she tried to make him float, she has a feeling that would be easily navigable for someone with all his tentacles. He would just brace himself against the walls, continuing to fuck her, probably picking up the intensity because of her attempts to resist. She doesn’t want to face that kind of horror, and she doesn’t want to have her annoying side effects of using her Quirk flare up, either.
She just has to grin and bear it, to suffer through this as best as she can, hoping that she can at least have this money sent to her family as well, when this is all over and done with. The time drags by, with the man who bought her forcing her through all sorts of embarrassing positions and ordeals, using her, fucking every hole he can until he’s finally exhausted both his time and his body. She can tell that he’s winded, and even his tentacles go limp as he lowers her back onto the bed.
The last position he had held her in was one with her suspended over the bed while he fucked her face, slamming down her throat with his own cock rather than a tentacle, deep throating her to the point she was choking on his cock while gazing up at him with tears streaming down her cute face. Of course, his tentacles had been going all out on her as some final swan song. Fucking her cunt with two at once, while two more slammed into her tight asshole, pumping in and out with intense vigor while he fucked her face.
Now that he’s finally spent, Ochako is left recovering, panting, trying to catch her breath while still tasting this come on her breath. He had pulled back just enough to load her mouth with the bitter, sticky taste… and then held within her until she swallowed it all down. As the man leaves, he laughs, shaking his head. Another conquest, that’s all she was to him. She’s left in a daze, as the owner comes in with a fat stack of bills in his hand.
He waves them under her nose, watching as she perks up a bit and comes back to herself.
“That… that much?” she asks, not able to count, but able to tell when he fans them out before her from just the sheer number and the denomination of most of the bills that she’s made enough money from this one session to rival a week of tips at her best.
“Mhm, these clients will pay a premium for the chance to be a bit less… restricted. Of course, I’ll send this off to your family. You don’t have to worry about that,” the man lies, but Ochako feels conflicting feelings welling up within her. On the one hand, she’s having to deal with much rougher treatment than she’s used to. The way that man fucked her and used her was nothing short of hell for the length of time he bought… humiliating and degrading, making her feel like nothing more than a conquest to be made, something to be broken and used.
But seeing all that cash and thinking of how much better off her family will be… it would have been quite some time before her heroine work took off and could reach that kind of income. They’re getting that now, even if they are worried about their daughter, they don’t have to worry about money.
“Alright, I… I’m ready to keep going, you can send in the next one,” she says, trying to hold her head high and clean up her tears. The owner seems to be a bit choked up, suppressing some emotions, and Ochako has no idea that he’s struggling to keep from laughing.
His big ruse, the lie of sending the money to her family just to watch her demean herself further for their sake… it’s becoming so much harder to keep that secret to himself, to keep from revealing it from how amused he is alone. But he has to keep that facade up, only wanting that news to break at a truly ideal time for breaking the girl down.
“This next one is a piece of work, so you’d better be prepared. Not that you have to worry all that much, you won’t be able to move anyway,” he says, shrugging as he heads for the door. The next one coming up… well, he could probably get away with putting anyone in this room and letting him at them, and wouldn’t have a thing to worry about. Ochako is in for it, but he doesn’t feel a bit of guilt throwing her to this wolf.
Not when he knows how much money the man will pay for a victim like Ochako.
~X~
As for Momo, her time is not going quite so well. As she walks past one of the customers, he grabs her by the hip, pulling her back towards him. She whimpers, surprised by the sudden rough pull. But what comes next is far more shocking. He doesn’t waste a moment in shoving a butt plug into her, forcing the tapered end into her, pushing deeper, deeper. She cries out through her gag to no avail, wriggling and squirming, but all that does is cause the empty plates she had on her tray to crash to the floor.
“Clumsy girl,” the man taunts her, as he pushes the toy in the rest of the way, and Momo feels her body forming around it, clenching onto it and holding it in place. She whimpers, feeling so full, something she had at least been thankful for avoiding while out on the floor. She tries to get back into the swing of moving with the toy in place, but it’s not easy. The man laugh and mock her, watching as she slowly gains her footing once more with the plug in place.
~X~
Ochako prepares herself as best as she can, sitting on the bed with her hands on her lap, still naked from the last run. The man comes in without a knock, forcing his way into the room. His eyes are roaming over her body immediately, taking in her curves, a wicked smile curling his lips upwards. He can tell that she’s going to be a lot of fun, and he starts to take off the long coat he wears.
He looks particularly evil, just something about the darkness in his eyes and the way he looks over Ochako does not sit well with her. She shudders on the bed, trembling a bit, while he stands before her.
“Get up,” he says, and Ochako complies. She rises to her feet, trying to keep her head held high, even forcing a smile to try and seem more appealing. He laughs, shaking his head. “Bend over the bed. Show me your body.”
The order doesn’t really shock Ochako, and she does as she’s told, turning and bending over the bed. As soon as she does, she feels… something. She can’t move. She’s stuck, unable to move further forward or to right herself. She can still feel her muscles straining to hold the pose, but she can’t move her body at all.
“Good girl,” the man says, and Ochako finds that she can’t so much as glance back over her shoulder, she can’t even blink. She can feel his hands on her, caressing over her smooth skin, feeling her up and touching her, but she can’t resist him or move. She’s trapped. Stuck in some weird form of stasis. Even more helpless than she was with the tentacles before.
He begins to finger her once he reaches her cunt, pushing two fingers into her, and she feels her moan stuck in her throat. As if her body wants to moan, but can’t. She doesn’t know what she can do, if anything, to make this easier. She soon feels those fingers pushing in deeper, pumping in and out of her, while her cunt gets wetter with each passing second.
She didn’t think it would feel good to her like this, trapped as she is, but all the feelings her body would go through seem to be unchanged. Her mouth had been slightly open, and she can feel her breath coming in and rushing out. At the very least, the inside of her body can still move. That’s something of a relief, but she almost wishes she simply couldn’t feel what was coming.
Uravity has been reduced to little more than a living statue for this man’s entertainment, and it doesn’t take long for his fingers to not quite cut it. He works himself free, something that Ochako can’t see, only hear, feel. She can hear the zipper sliding down, something made so much louder by how alone she is with this man, by the way she’s unable to so much as move.
He pushes against her, thick and hard and hot, and she whimpers as she feels him start to move forward. Or at least, she would. The most she can manage is a high whine that slips out of her unbidden and uncontrolled. The man grunts as he thrusts deeper into her, grabbing her hips and feeling the way her ass hits against his thighs as he slams into her. Ochako is helpless, just a living toy that can’t move or do anything to resist.
For some reason, that helplessness turns her on. She’s becoming more and more used to being used like this, something she’s hopeful she can snap back out of if she ever gets out of this place. But at that thought, she wonders how her family would do. How would they feel when the money runs dry? She’s almost more useful to them like this, something she doesn’t want to admit or think about too much.
But here she is, being used like this, unable to move, only able to think and feel as this man has her locked in stasis. She doesn’t know how many he can control with his Quirk, how much range he has… but this man could be one formidable villain. Of course, it seems he’s more or less satisfied using this to have his way with girls like her…
She would shudder at the thought of him using this on someone on the street, being unable to move or resist as he had his way with them. She was prepared for this, knowing what was coming and able to mentally ready herself, but if it was some innocent woman or girl on the street, stopped in her tracks so that she could be used and abused… that would be hell. She doesn’t want to think about that, and she’s almost glad this guy is using her instead of someone else.
As a heroine, that’s her role, isn’t it? Taking on something this rough so someone else doesn’t have to. Her gambit might not have worked out for Mina, but she did save Momo. She might be facing worse horrors now because of it, but she can at least feel a sense of pride for taking this on when she didn’t have to. She was in the best situation, being treated so much better than her friends, but she stepped in to try and get them out of it, and now she’s facing something like this.
Each rough thrust from the man behind her is made all the more intense because of just how helpless she is. Ochako didn’t know she could feel feelings this much more overwhelming just by being truly locked in position. She would have expected this kind of feeling from being held down or lifted up by the previous client’s tentacles, but even during those moments she could at least feel the strength in her body, she could flex and squirm and move a little bit.
She can’t do anything but breathe now, filling her lungs and emptying them, something that she has to do to even stay conscious. The man behind her has stripped her of control over the rest of her body, keeping her muscles locked in this position, leaving her able to feel but that’s it. And some part of her has a feeling this could go even deeper.
Just as that thought hits her, the power over her seems to deepen. She comes to later, feeling the man coming inside of her, feeling full and used, a climax she didn’t feel coming hitting her all at once. She’s freed, falling forward onto the bed as she suddenly has control over her body once more. She is left panting, all of that pent up pleasure coming out of her at once once her body can be brought to orgasm.
And in the middle of it, she can feel the man pushing her deeper into the bed, forcing her down prone, rolling her onto her back then lifting her legs so she’s being pressed down into the bedding. He locks her body once more, thrusting back into Ochako for more, leaving her trapped in stasis once more. He gives her some time to indulge in the pleasure that’s forced into her, to savor the feeling of his cock ramming so much deeper into her thanks to this position… before he freezes her fully once more.
~X~
There’s something so thrilling about being able to do this, feeling the girl’s muscles locked mid spasm, clenching around his cock constantly, an already tight girl made all the tighter by the way her climax was hitting when he froze her in place. He can’t get enough of fucking her, feeling her give only enough for him to ravage her, all while she has this look of sheer bliss stuck on her face from her forced climax. This girl is great, and the man can’t get enough of thrusting into her body while she’s lost in time.
He loves this feeling of power, of absolute control over her. It’s all too rare for him to find a victim he can get away with ravaging like this, even with all the power at his disposal. Finding a proper victim that won’t be missed when the city is always on such high alert thanks to the League… it’s not easy. But for now, he can get by hiring sluts like this, it’s rare that they turn out to be captured aspiring heroines.
If this place hadn’t got their hands on her, Uravity would have been one of the ones out there keeping the streets safe. Now, instead, she’s keeping a villain’s cock warm and tight deep within her cunt. The girl is a good fuck, but being able to freeze her with his Quirk, to lock her down so much she can’t think or resist? That’s the ideal. It’s perfect, and when he unleashes her from this he knows she’s going to come again.
He only wishes his power could actually stop time as a whole, so he could have weeks or even months to spend with her, rather than just the hour he purchased. Keeping an eye on the time is hard when the girl feels this good, but it’s something he just has to do. Something he has to keep in mind if he’s going to stay in good standing here. When he feels his time nearing its end, he picks up the pace, unlocking Uravity enough for her to feel it, all so he can see the panic in her eyes when he readies himself for another creampie, deeper inside of her this time thanks to the way she’s pressed into the bed.
When he does come, he fully unlocks her, letting her have her freedom just in time to realize she can’t do a thing to stop him. She comes, pulsing and shuddering around his cock, unable to resist or to fight back in the slightest. She’s left whimpering on the bed, his come leaking back out of her, when he finally heads out of the room with his time spent.
~X~
“Go on, it’s time for your break, don’t you think?” one of the clients has his hand on Momo’s neck, holding her from behind and forcing her up onto the stage with the wall. It’s been hours, and Mina’s ass and cunt are both dripping with and covered in come. She’s been used for most of the day, but finally the line has died down a bit. “You wanna check on your friend, don’t you?”
Momo can’t argue. She knows what’s coming, and suddenly has an understanding of who must have been the one eating her out those few rare moments of tenderness before. Ochako’s face flashes in her mind, at first so clumsy, but quickly learning how to pleasure her and no doubt Mina as well. Momo knows, but that doesn’t really make this any easier.
“Don’t look so put out, c’mon, you can clean her up and make her feel good all at once,” the man says, forcing Momo down onto her knees behind Mina. He reaches up, undoing the buckle that holds her gag in place, but doesn’t give Momo even a chance to get in a good breath before he’s forcing her face into Mina’s cunt.
Momo feels humiliated, but she runs her tongue into her friend all the same, tasting the arousal that has mingled with the come of countless men. She buries her way in deeper, knowing that resisting could mean she would end up back in the wall herself. The day is slowly passing by, and so far she’s done great keeping herself out of trouble, so why would she resist now? She has to stay on her best behavior, has to do her best to stay in the clients’ good graces, and especially the owner’s.
She’s not going to let the fact that Ochako offered herself up as a bargaining chip to save her from that fate be in vain. She works her tongue in deeper, eating Mina out with all she’s got.
On the other side of the wall, Mina has no idea who it is that’s eating her out. But it feels good. So much better than the rough and self serving way the men were using her before. She can’t help but moan into her gag, unable to help it, unable to stop herself from basking in the much more enjoyable sensations.
She didn’t know this could feel so good after being used for so long, but she’s really coming to enjoy it, so much so that once the tongue that’s pushing into her has really found its footing and gotten more skilled at this, she reaches her climax. She’s brought to a shuddering, intense climax, all while the tongue behind her works hard to clean her up.
~X~
The next client is even more impressive than the last. Ochako hasn’t fully recovered when he comes in, and the air begins to shimmer within the room. Circles form, around her body, and Ochako looks into one. She finds that space on the other side of the small floating circle is not what she would expect, able to see her own body through the one before her.
She looks on in awe, impressed by the suspended portals, but the man soon begins to move her, and the floating discs of light as well. Soon enough, she has one portal positioned between her legs, attached to the one that’s before her face.
“Go on,” the man says, forcing her forward. “Taste yourself.”
Ochako doesn’t dare resist, experimentally working her tongue out, and into her own body. She draws back as much as she can with a hand on the back of her head when she feels the strange jolt of her own tongue probing into her, all while tasting her own arousal and the come of the previous client on her tongue.
She doesn’t know what to make of this, how she can be thrust so easily into something that should be entirely impossible for her. She can taste herself, feel her own tongue, and she’s just depraved enough from her time spent here that she begins to lose herself to that thought. She works in closer, pushing her tongue into her warmth, tasting herself with a bit more enthusiasm.
It’s not as though she wants to do this, but the client paid well to see her demean herself like this, and she’s not about to let him down… she can’t see what he’s doing while she gets more into this, working her tongue into her own folds, knowing where she’s most sensitive and focusing her efforts there while he holds her steady. She can’t see the small portal opening just against her asshole, covering it and making it all the more accessible.
This man’s Quirk allows him to make these portals almost anywhere, of almost any size. He has some restrictions of course, needing to see where he’s working, having difficulty with keeping up a large portal for long enough for more complex maneuvers… but keeping a couple of small ones to force the girl to eat herself out, and another to allow him to fuck her asshole from any angle? Those are easy.
He pushes his cock into the portal on his end, and Ochako yelps into herself, feeling his cock slide into her while he’s on the other side of the room. If she cranes her neck just right, she can see the portal against her asshole from the one that is allowing her to eat herself out.
This is beyond strange, beyond surprising, but it’s not like she can do anything to resist her situation or change it. She really has no choice but to go along with what the man does to her, and she can feel him ramming into the portal before him. Like this, he doesn’t have to worry one bit about the angle or the position she’s in. He can put his portal where he wants it and fuck the small opening in space to ram into her asshole.
He’s so deep inside of her, bottoming out with each thrust, while pushing the portal to tease her, all while pushing her head deeper into her own cunt. She can feel herself tensing up, even as she feels her pleasure rising to new heights. She didn’t know she could feel this good, didn’t know this intense pleasure would just build and build within her the more he does to her… the more he makes her do to herself, as well.
The pleasure is driving her mad, but also adding to his own pleasure as he fucks her tight asshole. He can feel her clamping down on his cock as her pleasure drives her deeper into madness. She’s going to come for him, both from eating herself out and from having her asshole rammed with all his might like this. He can’t get enough of using his Quirk to put a girl like her in demeaning positions and push her deeper into pleasure.
Watching her break, all while some of it is self inflicted, is just part of the fun. Ochako can feel herself slipping further and further with each new client and the ways they can force her into various situations with their Quirks. But as strange as this might be, as hard as it is to deal with, she’s just glad that she is able to make more money of of them and that she can think of herself as helping Momo through all of this.
~X~
Of course, it’s not like Momo is fully out of the woods. As she’s eating out Mina, honestly coming to rather enjoy the break from stumbling around the serving area and doing her best to keep from messing up, another customer shoves a vibrator up her cunt. He attaches the control to her thigh, taping it in place after turning it up to the maximum setting. She shudders, not daring to draw back from Mina before ordered even though she desperately wants to move to keep that constant buzzing from driving her mad.
She can’t take it, but she can’t fight it, either. She knows her place now, and she knows that no matter how she squirms and struggles they’re not going to let up on her. Momo pushes with all she has to try and get Mina closer to the edge, knowing that these men are not going to let up on her before Mina comes. They want to see that, they want Momo to make her friend hit climax for them, while they watch and cheer her on, all while Mina has no clue who is on the other side of the wall and pushing her to this peak.
Luckily for Momo, it doesn’t take all that much longer. Mina is not as good at resisting as she once was, and she can feel her start to shudder and pulse around her tongue. Encouraged, Momo leans in even closer, but that cause the vibrator in her cunt to shift in harder against her walls, adding to her already intense pleasure, and it also forces the plug in her ass to shift, both pushing her pleasure ever higher.
She doesn’t want to face it, but bringing Mina to her climax ends up pushing Momo into one of her own.
“Damn, she came too, huh?” one of the men asks, watching as Momo shudders, her arousal dripping onto the floor between her legs. “Guess she’s that happy to be out of the wall, huh?”
While the men then help Momo to her feet and push her back to the serving area, they don’t do a thing to help free her from the endless torment of the toys thrust into her. More line up to go back to using a freshly wet Mina, while Momo is back to work on the floor, pushing herself through the churning vibrations of the toy within her. It’s harder for her to keep from making mistakes like this, but the ones who forced her into this are going easy on her, not making things as hard on her for once.
She can’t help but lose herself to pleasure again and again as the day goes by, however.
~X~
As for Ochako’s next client, she can’t help but be a bit disgusted by him. It’s getting later on in the day, nearly past closing time, and she doesn’t know how many days she’s going to be on this kind of duty in particular. More and more clients seem drawn by the pull of being unrestricted with poor Ochako, but this one seems absolutely thrilled by the idea. He’s on her in an instant, his weight bearing down on her, sweaty and overweight, practically burying her into the bed.
She can’t move with him on top of her, his hands drifting over her body as he praises her and moans her hero name.
“Ooh, Uravity, you have such a cute body, such a cute face… but you could be so much sexier!” he says. “At least Creati down there has nice tits, and her ass is better than yours, too… good thing I’m here!”
When he grabs her tits next, sweaty fingers digging deep into her flesh, Ochako feels… something. Her skin feels hot, sweaty, and his hands seem to be getting… smaller? She looks down in surprise, watching as her breasts begin to grow in his grasp. Once she’s grown by a full bust size, nearly as big as Momo now, the man unhands her.
“Mm, see? You should be thanking me! More guys will wanna fuck your brains out now,” he says, as he shifts and mounts her. Soon enough, the man is working his cock between her now enlarged breasts, and Ochako is watching in awe as he begins fucking them.
“Wh… what?” she asks, incredulously, looking down at the rather pronounced change to her body. She’s… way bigger now? But it feels natural, nothing about her breasts themselves has changed, they’re just bigger. Softer. The man laughs, grabbing them again as he plunges between them, and Ochako can feel them growing once again. The sensation of her growing bust squeezing his cock soon has the rather overbearing man at his peak.
He comes between her soft, pillowy breasts, watching as his come surges out above them. He’s left panting, admiring his handiwork, as Ochako reaches up to grab her own breasts. They feel the the same, just bigger… no more or less sensitive, but way heavier. She pushes up so she’s sitting, feeling the weight of them, and already knows this is going to be a lot to get used to. Of course, the man with her doesn’t really give her time to adjust to that. He pulls Ochako onto his lap, rubbing his hands over her thighs, and she feels them growing, too.
Like she’s gaining weight just from his touch alone, her body shifting to become thicker, more appealing. She doesn’t know what his Quirk can do beyond this and thinks it’s mostly useless… but she could see women who weren’t pleased with their bodies going to this admittedly creepy guy out of desperation.
By the time he’s done playing with her thighs, he forces her down onto all fours, grabbing her hips and making them grow a bit larger in the process, making them even better handles for him to hold on to. He fucks between her thighs, while slapping her ass, alternating his strikes, with each one adding to her size. Ochako can feel her body changing and changing with each touch, each hit, becoming all the more perfect as a sex toy for these men.
She briefly thinks of how much her hero costume would have to be modified to fit her now, but that thought is quickly replaced by thoughts of how much more she’ll make in tips now. She can’t help but feel a bit excited, wondering when this might wear off…
“And don’t worry, you’re gonna be stuck like this,” the man says, as he rams in harder between her thighs, nearing his limit bit by bit. When he comes, his seed spraying out between her legs, Ochako can’t help feeling overall elated by the thought that she will be making even more money for her family thanks to her new body. When he’s done, the man leaves Ochako in a panting pile, exhausted and modified, and the owner comes in to admire his handiwork.
In truth, he paid for that session himself, wanting to unleash the one who could make Ochako all the more appealing to his clients so that he could witness his hard work on her body. She’s going to make him even more money now, and he can’t help but begin to undo his own clothing, ready to have his first round with the new and improved Ochako, all while gloating to her about how much she made and filling her head with thoughts of all the money her family will never see a dime of.
The way her eyes light up as he lies to her is always worth it, and he knows that he’s going to get carried away trying out her new proportions. So carried away that little Mina will be left stuck in the wall all night, giving the guards that keep an eye on the place a nice chance to have their fun with her.
~X~
Sure enough, no matter how she whimpers and protests once the day ends and the place closes, Mina is left stuck in the wall. It doesn’t take long for the employees that are left working the night shift to notice, and of course, they’re eager to take advantage of the pink skinned offering. Mina can feel them touching her, toying with her, before they hose her down and start fucking her while she’s still trembling from the cold water that hit her.
She can feel them all over her, feel them fucking her, feel them using her and touching her. It’s going to be a long night, and she finds herself wishing more and more she had just gone along with what the owner wanted, and not cared one bit about what happened to Ochako. There’s no way they’re going to let her loose in the morning, and she knows she’s not going to get a bit of sleep with the men fucking her relentlessly all night long.
~X~
When morning comes, Ochako is forced back out onto the floor for a bit, just so the customers can see her enhanced body. Of course, her tips are more impressive, and she’s groped and touched even more than usual. But after about an hour of showing her off and letting the customers see her new assets, she’s hauled back off to the private room for the rest of the day. With her body modified like this, she’s sure to draw in even more business, and the owner knows less clients will be able to resist the idea of going a round with her unrestricted.
He glances over as Momo continues working as best as she can, the plug and vibrator put back in by the morning staff, and as Mina hangs limp and defeated from her place in the wall, exhausted but with another line of men already forming to try and use her as much as they can.