A week had passed since the UA exam, and Izuku found himself on a journey across the prefecture, heading to visit Ochako at one of her modeling shoots. It wasn’t his first rodeo when it came to modeling shoots, especially since Katsumi’s mothers would actively rope him in at times—an odd consequence to his retcons, it would seem. Nonetheless, he somewhat enjoyed pying the dress-up doll for the dies in his life. Especially when Katsumi would ‘model’ some of the more erotic wares in private.

  After taking a train and walking a fair distance, he finally arrived at the private estate where the shoot was being held. From what he remembered, the location was a hotspot for photo shoots. It made sense because it was essentially tailor-made for the sort of thing, with its beautiful architecture, shimmering pools, and vish gardens. The usual shoots he attended were more in a studio rather than on location, so regardless this would be an interesting experience.

  At the gates, security verified his identity and gave him directions to the shoot’s location, a rge garden adorned with cssy setups and floral backdrops. As Izuku approached, he spotted Ochako in the middle of a photo session, wearing a cute, elegant dress that accentuated her natural beauty. She posed gracefully in front of the camera, her smile as radiant as the sun overhead.

  The moment Ochako noticed Izuku, her eye’s sparkled, and without hesitation, she paused the shoot, ignoring the amused gnces from the staff. She dashed over to him, her heels clicking against the stone path, before throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him enthusiastically.

  “You made it!” Ochako beamed, her excitement palpable.

  Izuku's heart fluttered at her enthusiasm. "I wouldn't miss it for the world," he replied, his eyes admiring her outfit. "You look amazing, Ochako."

  Ochako blushed, doing a pyful spin to show off her dress. “You like it? Just wait until you see my next outfits!” she teased, giving him a mischievous grin. “They might just knock your socks off."

  Izuku chuckled, feeling a little flustered. “I-I bet they will.”

  As they flirted, a cough came from the side, breaking the moment. Izuku turned to see Yui, Ochako’s half-sister, standing nearby with her arms crossed, an eyebrow raised.

  "Mr. Boyfriend." she greeted, offering a small wave at Izuku.

  "Oh hey!” Izuku greeted, a bit surprised to see her there. “I didn’t know you’d be here.”

  Ochako expined with a smile, "Yui helps out as a pseudo-manager for me sometimes. She's really good at keeping things organized.” She paused for a second before an epiphany hit. “Oh, right! I didn’t really get the chance to introduce you two st time, so here she is! Yui Kodai, my sister."

  Izuku nodded, turning to Yui. "It's good to properly meet you… Wait, Kodai?"

  "Mother’s maiden name,” Yui expined before pausing. “... just Yui’s fine.”

  “Oh. Okay then… Yui.” The young man blinked, having more questions than before.

  Humming at the acceptance, Yui nodded and turned to her sister. “Next location, Ochako."

  “Oooh, already?” The brunette smiled, knowing what was in store. She pecked Izuku on the cheek and grinned. "I’ll see you there! Enjoy the show," she said, running off to get changed. “And be nice, Sis!”

  As Ochako skipped away, Izuku found himself alone with his girlfriend's sister. From what Ochako warned him, Yui tended to be quite awkward with how stoic and blunt she could be. Seeing as he considered himself fairly awkward at times, perhaps he could bridge their social gap with some small talk. “So…”

  “This way.” The ravenette cut him off the second he opened his mouth and began walking off.

  “Oh, okay.” Izuku blinked and quickly caught up, walking side by side as they left the garden behind and ventured toward more a of pool-like set. As they walked in silence, Izuku figured that the second time was the charm. “So… How’s everything with the shoot going?”

  Yui shrugged. "Smooth. Ochako's a natural."

  Izuku smiled. "She really is. Thanks for looking out for her, Yui."

  "It's my job," Yui replied with a shrug. If you weren’t looking at her, the young woman might have looked as stoic as usual as she responded. But seeing the warm look in her eyes as she said those words, Izuku could tell that there was clear affection behind her indifference.

  'Yui is so reserved and blunt, while Ochako is outgoing and bubbly,' Izuku thought, gncing at Yui. He remembered hearing that she was also pnning to attend UA. Curiosity got the better of him, and as they waited by the pool, Izuku turned to Yui. “You’re pnning on going to UA, too, right?”

  Yui gnced at him, her eyes narrowing slightly, as if she was trying to figure out his angle. But after a moment, she sighed. “Yep,” she confirmed with a pop.

  Izuku smiled encouragingly. “I was just wondering… what’s your quirk?”

  Yui eyed him skeptically for a moment before responding. "Size manipution. I can change the size of objects I touch."

  Izuku's eyes lit up with excitement. "That's incredible! The applications for a quirk like that are endless! You could use it for combat, rescue operations, or even just everyday convenience. Have you considered—"

  Before he could continue his enthusiastic analysis, the sound of rhythmic steps cimed his attention. Izuku’s breath was caught in his throat as he beheld Ochako Uraraka arriving on set. Somehow being on a pool set didn’t prepare him for the obvious outcome of his girlfriend wearing the smallest bikini he had seen anyone wear. Her generous curves glistened in the afternoon sun, barely contained by the thin fabric and strings.

  Contrary to Katsumi’s more athletic and modest figure, Ochako was thick in all the right ways. He got a hint of what she hid under her clothes from the one photo she sent him, but seeing her like this in person was a whole different matter. The young woman was like a goddess incarnate, and if the wink she sent him was any indicator, she knew it. As time stretched on, all he could do was stare.

  Yui, noticing that he clearly paused midsentence, broke her usual stoic facade and chuckled at his awestruck expression. She also looked down and noticed something else reacting to the sight of her sister. "Looks like I’m not the only one with Size Manipution. You might want to close your mouth, Mr. Boyfriend."

  Izuku's face turned red, and he stammered, "I-I wasn't staring! I mean, I was, but—"

  Yui gave him a rare smile. "It's okay. Ochako is something special."

  Izuku nodded, his embarrassment fading into a warm smile. "She really is."

  As the shoot progressed, Izuku couldn’t take his eyes off Ochako, his heart racing every time their eyes met. She fshed him pyful smiles throughout, clearly enjoying the effect she had on him.

  Once the final shots were taken, Ochako made her way back over to Izuku and Yui, a bright smile on her face. “I’ve got a bit of a break now!” she announced cheerfully before grabbing Izuku’s hand and pulling him away from the set. “C’mon, let’s get some privacy. Yui, keep an eye out, please.”

  Izuku followed her eagerly, his heart pounding as she led him toward her private changing room. Once they were alone, Ochako turned to him with a pyful smirk. Pressing her bikini-cd body into him, Ochako began running her hands down his frame. "So, whatcha think about that bikini?"

  Izuku blushed furiously, knowing he couldn’t hide his obvious arousal. “You looked… really beautiful,” he admitted, feeling the warmth rise to his cheeks.

  Ochako’s teasing grin softened, and she stepped closer, her eyes locking with his. “Only beautiful? I think you were thinking something more,” she teased, poking him lightly in the chest.

  Izuku's face turned crimson again, but he managed to smile. Gripping her waist, the man gazed into his lover's eyes. "I was thinking about how radiant you are and how lucky I am to have you in my life."

  Ochako's pyful demeanor softened into something more tender. "I feel the same, my Hero," she said, pulling him down and capturing his lips in a loving kiss. Almost immediately, their kiss turned passionate as Izuku devoured her with his lips and tongue. It was borderline sloppy, but Ochako loved it. When they finally broke the kiss, nearly breathless, Ochako rested her forehead against his chest. "Thanks… for being here today. It means a lot to me."

  "Anytime, Ochako," Izuku replied, his heart full. "I'll always be here for you."

  Biting her lips, Ochako backed away for a moment and turned to peek outside of her changing room. Satisfied that no one could possibly be spying on their rendezvous, she locked the door and sauntered back up to her lover. Giving Izuku another quick peck on the lips, Ochako sent a smoldering gaze into his eyes. “Let me show you how appreciative I am.”

  Parting from her boyfriend, Ochako strutted toward the center of the room. Izuku’s mouth watered as he was mesmerized by her hypnotic hips swaying with each motion. Then the girl struck a pose, her hip cocked out. Her eyes roamed his body and locked onto the growing tent in his pants. She licked her lips and smirked. “So… Like what you see?”

  Izuku gulped. How was that even a question? “W-wow.”

  Giggling, Ochako swayed her hips back and forth as she slowly ran her hands up her body, gliding over her hips and breasts until they met over her head. Then, reaching behind her, she found a certain string and began to pull at it. Izuku watched as the bikini top containing her glorious breasts sckened. Yet before they could be released in all their glory, the brunette caught the front of her top and held it there. She sent him a teasing smirk. “A little close there… Not. Just. Yet.”

  Izuku focused on that word. Yet. Soon, he would get his prize. The girl moved to a silent beat as she undid the second string around her neck, meaning that all that stood between him and his desires was her small hands holding up the even smaller bits of fabric.

  Ochako found her boyfriend's reaction intoxicating, yet as much as she wanted to tease him further, she couldn’t wait to see how he would react to what was to come. So, without any further fanfare, the brunette tossed away her top, exposing her well-endowed breasts to her lover. Izuku’s eyes went wide as he beheld the mouthwatering hard pink tips capping the tits of his beloved girlfriend.

  The girl chuckled at the reaction and strutted toward a chair pced in the room. Gesturing to it, she purred. “Sit.”

  Before he could process the command, Izuku’s body moved on its own. The next thing he knew, he was sat in a comfy chair with his topless girlfriend mere inches away from him. The wide smile on her face dispyed just how happy she was with his compliance.

  “Good boy,” Ochako said as she eased herself down in front of him and onto her knees. Once there, she found the growing mass under Izuku’s pants and reached for it. Izuku shivered as her hand rubbed along his length, gauging its size. “Poor boy has had it rough, hasn’t he… Let me apologize properly.”

  The girl slid her petite hands up his thighs and undid his jeans button and zipper before having him raise his hips to lower the denim pants. Then, with only the fabric of his boxers protecting his groin, Ochako nearly salivated as she pulled them off as well.

  Ochako squeaked as the cock sprang to attention, nearly spping her in the face. Gulping, the brunette reached out and gave it a squeeze, careful not to let all five fingers touch it. “Katsumi wasn’t kidding… Holy cow…”

  The thought of his girlfriends discussing his dick in private made him even harder. Ochako noticed this and smiled. “She also said there was something the two of you hadn’t done yet. Could you grab the oil behind you?”

  Curious, Izuku turned around and found the small bottle containing some sort of oil. Handing it over, he had to ask. “What’s this for?”

  “Oh, sometimes for shoots, they like it when I shimmer a bit,” Ochako answered while opening the top and pouring out the liquid into her hands. “Normally, I dislike it, but right now, I’m kinda gd to have it.”

  Before he could ask further, he was awed by the sight of his girl taking the substance and spreading it all over her breasts. No inch was spared as her boobs were sthered in the oil. Once done, the heroine shook her breasts a bit and watched as they shimmered in the light. “There we go, now for the main event.”

  Positioning herself with her breasts dangling above his erect dick, Ochako wrapped herself around it, sandwiching him between her pillowy globes.

  Izuku let out a moan as the girl kneeling before him cupped her own breasts and began to drag them up and down his length. The cool sensation of oil faded fast as the softness of her breasts enveloped him with their warmth. Her movements at first were awkward, not quite up to speed with how much she talked up her game. But as she watched her boyfriend grunt and moan, Ochako redoubled her efforts. She herself moaned as she leaned her full body into her paizuri, her back arching as she felt herself get hot and flustered.

  Soon, Ochako felt the mass within her breasts twitch. Looking up, she smiled as he watched her boyfriend reach down and cup her cheek. “You’re amazing, Ochako. Your tits are amazing.”

  Her heart was fluttering at the compliment, and her face turned red. She loved this feeling. She loved being in love.

  The two found a rhythm with how Ochako bounced her breasts, and Izuku pumped his hips. He felt himself get so close and leaned over so he could pce his hands over his lover’s hands and help pump harder. Soon, they both felt the telltale signs of his imminent release. Panicking, Izuku looked around, hoping to find something he could release into, but Ochako was two steps ahead.

  Just as he announced his intent to cum, the brunette craned her head down and filled her mouth with the girthy tip of her lover's dick. That was the final straw, as Izuku felt his balls tighten and release a torrent of seed into his girlfriend's warm mouth. Ochako dutifully took every ounce of white cream into herself until there was none left. Proud of herself, the brunette dispyed her clean mouth to her boyfriend.

  Izuku craned over and kissed his lover, mauling her pliable breasts in the meantime. She moaned into his mouth as she felt the raw love he had for her fill her body. Then, he reached down and pulled her into his p. The girl molded her form into his, rocking her hips along his length. Her bikini bottoms were absolutely soaked by this point, meaning the man's p was just as wet as she ground into him.

  The lovers were lost in each other, sinking deeper and deeper into their own little world. Until all of a sudden, a knock at the door broke them from their revelry. Both Izuku and Ochako froze, their hearts pounding. Yui's voice came through the door, "Ochako, it's time for the next set. Get changed."

  The couple scrambled to compose themselves, and Ochako quickly called back, "R-Right! Be right there!"

  Izuku helped Ochako wipe down her moist breasts before grabbing his boxers and pants and pulling them over his wet lower half. Izuku fshed Ochako an awkward smile before stepping out of the changing room to give her privacy. As he exited into the hallway, Yui stood waiting, her expression as neutral as ever, though her eyes held a knowing glint. She didn’t say anything, but Izuku could feel the subtle teasing behind her gaze.

  A few minutes ter, Ochako emerged from the changing room in her new outfit, and this time, she looked drastically different. She wore a bulky, space-themed suit that looked like something straight out of a science fiction movie, complete with a helmet under her arm. Izuku blinked in surprise at the unusually covered outfit.

  “Well, that’s different,” Izuku thought out loud, curious about the randomness of this test outfit.

  Ochako raised an eyebrow and smirked. “What, were you expecting something more revealing?” she teased.

  Izuku immediately turned red. ‘I think you’ve revealed much, much more to me.’

  Ochako giggled and waved him off. “I’m just teasing,” she expined, adjusting the suit. “It’s for a science magazine I love. They’re doing a whole issue on space exploration, and I’m the model for the feature.”

  Izuku’s eyes lit up as he recalled Ochako’s fascination with space and the stars. “Oh, right! You’ve always been really into space stuff. But wait, what does a science magazine need you in a bikini for?”

  Ochako’s pink cheeks darkened a bit. “That was separate… A personal shoot.”

  “For you,” Yui added from the side.

  “Y-Yui!” Ochako stammered, suddenly feeling quite scandalized. Before Izuku could look for crification, his girlfriend expined herself. “Y-You liked the st one I sent, so I thought maybe I could get you some more…”

  Izuku gulped. How could a girl this cute be seducing him so effortlessly? ‘This girl was dangerous.’

  When they arrived at the new set, Izuku’s jaw nearly dropped. The space-themed set was extravagantly designed, complete with stars, pnets, and an almost futuristic backdrop that made it look like something out of a sci-fi movie. Ochako giggled at his amazement.

  “Pretty cool, huh?” she said, stepping up onto the set. “I wanted to do something super cool for my st shoot!”

  Izuku nodded, still taking in the incredible detail. “It’s amazing. You weren’t kidding about the space theme.”

  Ochako giggled, her eyes twinkling with excitement. “Well, I could use a little bit of luck. Think you can help me out?”

  Izuku was about to ask what she meant when Ochako leaned in, her lips just a breath away from his. Realizing what she was hinting at, he smiled and gave her a soft kiss. “Good luck,” he whispered.

  As Ochako headed off to the shoot, Izuku found himself standing beside Yui once more, watching as Ochako posed for the camera in her space suit. The bubbly brunette moved confidently through various poses, embodying the futuristic, adventurous look of the shoot.

  While they watched, Izuku turned to Yui, still thinking about what Ochako had said earlier. “Hey, Yui… What did Ochako mean when she said this was her ‘st’ shoot?”

  Yui’s expression didn’t change as she answered. “With UA on the horizon, my sister decided to retire from modeling. She wants to focus on her studies and becoming a hero.” Yui expined. “She chose this particur magazine for her final shoot because it’s one she’s always loved.”

  Izuku’s eyes widened in surprise but also in admiration. “Wow… I didn’t know she was pnning to stop.”

  Yui nodded, watching Ochako with an almost imperceptible softness in her gaze. “She’s serious about becoming a hero, even if it means stepping away from something she enjoys. That’s who she is.”

  Izuku smiled, pride swelling in his chest as he looked at Ochako on the set. He knew how much she loved modeling, but it was clear that her passion for heroism was even stronger. This decision only made him admire her more. He smiled softly. “That sounds like her.”

  The rest of Ochako’s shoot went off without a hitch, the final photos capturing her bubbly energy and love for space perfectly. Ochako, and even some of the photographers, were rather emotional when all things were said and done. One by one, Ochako thanked everyone for making her st shoot something memorable and parted with a promise to connect with them again should she ever return to the industry. The second she was alone with Yui and Izuku, Ochako wrapped them in a tight hug to hide her shedding tears.

  Not wanting their day to end on a somewhat sad note, Izuku suggested taking both Ochako and Yui out to dinner to celebrate the successful day. Ochako wiped her tears and eagerly agreed while Yui nodded her approval with her usual shrug of indifference. So after a quick search for a nearby diner, Izuku found himself sandwiched between sisters as they walked off of the private estate.

  Arriving at the family-oriented diner, Ochako instantly felt a wave of nostalgia hit her. Her previous downtrodden mood had completely evaporated by the time she slid into a booth next to Izuku. Even Yui had a certain air about her as she sat down across from the couple.

  “Hey, Sis. Doesn’t this pce remind you of the joint Pappa always brought us?” The brunette asked of her sister, who hummed in agreement after taking in the warm and inviting atmosphere the restaurant gave.

  Izuku’s eyebrow raised as she watched the sisters bond over something as simple as a restaurant. Seeing an angle to tease her, Izuku reached an arm around his girlfriend and gave her a squeeze. “Oh? I figured a top model like you would only be eating at the fanciest of pces.”

  “Oh, please. I’m so not a top model.” Ochako rolled her eyes, giving him a gentle nudge with her elbow. “And it’s not like we were born with money, you know?”

  The mention of money reminded Izuku of his previous retcon of his second girlfriend. If he recalled correctly, he might have made her family much more successful than before, on top of accidentally making her a model. So it was interesting to hear more about the history that his retcon somehow created.

  “Pappa’s business wasn’t exactly… doing all that well when we were kids, you know?” The brunette said, a hint of vulnerability leaking from her voice. “Even coming to pces like this was considered a luxury for a while. Was totally the highlight of the week when Pappa said we were going out for dinner.”

  “Our moms could only cook the same chicken dishes so many times before it got real old.” Yui chimed in from the side before shooting an affectionate grin toward her sister. “It’s why your girlfriend even became a model in the first pce. To help our parents out.”

  Ochako blushed slightly. “Y-Yui, no need to tell him that.”

  Despite her embarrassment, the revetion that the girl would want to alleviate her parents' financial burdens at such a young age only endeared him further. His eyes softened as he turned to look upon his girl's face. “That’s amazing, Ochako.”

  The brunette’s embarrassment melted away as she smiled back at him, squeezing his other hand under the table. “T-Thanks. It all worked out, though. My Pappa got a lucky break with a super amazing contract that dug us out of debt. Now his business is one of the most successful in all of Mie! Funny how fate works, huh?”

  “No kidding,” Izuku muttered, feeling his heart swelling with affection. Although he hadn’t known Ochako for nearly as long as Katsumi, he felt himself learning to love her. Polygamy was still a foreign subject for him despite its normalcy in everyday life. Until Ochako came along, he thought Katsumi was his one and only. Now, with the brunette and possibly Kyoka one day… his perspective had changed quite drastically.

  Without another word, he leaned over and kissed her softly, letting his actions speak for him. Ochako smiled into the kiss, her heart skipping a beat. When they pulled away, the warmth of the moment lingered between them.

  “Uhm…” A voice from the side of the booth broke them out of their moment. Looking up, they watched as the blushing teenage waitress took out her notepad. “C-Can I take your order or…”

  While the couple wanted to die from embarrassment, Yui couldn’t help but break her calm facade and giggle at their plight. “Pfft. Smooth.”

  After dinner, Izuku escorted both girls to the train station, the evening air cool as they walked together. As they reached the station ptform, Ochako stood on her tiptoes and gave Izuku one final kiss. After reluctantly parting, Ochako leaned in and purred in his ear. "Thank you for today, Izuku. Next time, I’ll have something else pnned..."

  "...I’ll look forward to it." Izuku blushed as he snuck a hand to squeeze her ass, eliciting a small squeak from his lover. As she pouted from the sudden embarrassment, Izuku chuckled and shot a wave over to her sister.

  Yui rolled her eyes at their flirting and returned Izuku a nod. “Thanks for dinner, Mr. Boyfriend.”

  With that, the girls boarded their train, and as the doors closed, Ochako blew Izuku a kiss. Without missing a beat, he returned it with equal love. As Izuku stood on the ptform, watching them go with a smile on his face, he felt blessed he had met the gorgeous girl who once again proved she was as beautiful on the inside as she was out. It might have been a long day, but seeing Ochako so happy and sharing moments like this with her was worth every second.

  When Izuku arrived home, he was surprised to find Yagi-Sensei sitting in the living room, talking with his mother. His heart skipped a beat, and for a moment, he wanted to ask why All Might hadn't contacted him all week. However, he swallowed his questions, knowing he couldn't reveal All Might's true identity to his mother.

  "Ms Midoriya," Yagi was saying with his usual gentle smile, "you've done a remarkable job raising such a fine young man."

  Inko beamed, clearly delighted by the compliment. "Thank you, Yagi-Sensei. I'm so proud of Izuku."

  At that moment, Inko noticed her son at the door and excitedly waved him over. "Izuku! Yagi-Sensei came by to see how you were doing. He must have excellent timing because look what came in the mail today!" She handed him a letter with the UA logo embzoned on it.

  Izuku's eyes widened, and he felt a rush of anticipation. "Is this...?" he began, his voice trembling with excitement.

  "Your UA exam results!" Inko said, her eyes shining with joy.

  They both geeked out over the letter, unable to contain their excitement. Yagi-Sensei watched on in amusement, a proud smile on his face. Izuku took the letter and retreated to his room, his heart pounding with nervous energy.

  He carefully opened the envelope and found a small device inside. Pcing it on his desk, he watched as a holographic message began to py. All Might, in his hero form, appeared, rger than life.

  "Greetings, young Midoriya!" All Might's booming voice filled the room. "I am here to deliver some fantastic news! You performed admirably in the entrance exam."

  Izuku held his breath as All Might continued. "You scored 35 combat points, which is impressive in its own right. But even more astounding, you earned 80 rescue points, the highest rescue score in the entire exam! Due to that, your combined total is the highest overall score of the year. Not to mention your stelr grade on the written exam. Congratutions, young hero! You are officially accepted into UA University!"

  Tears of joy welled up in Izuku's eyes as he took in the news. He quickly grabbed his phone and messaged his girlfriends and friends, sharing the incredible news. One by one, they responded with their own admissions, indicating that they would all be joining him at UA.

  Feeling an overwhelming sense of happiness and accomplishment, Izuku rushed back to the living room. "Mom, Yagi-Sensei, I got in! I even got the highest score!"

  Inko's eyes filled with tears as she hugged her son tightly. "I'm so proud of you, Izuku!"

  “I second that.” Yagi-Sensei cpped a hand on Izuku's shoulder, his smile wide and genuine. "Well done, my boy. You've earned it."

  They took turns hugging him and congratuting him, their excitement palpable. Izuku felt a surge of determination and hope for the future. He knew that with the support of his friends, family, and mentors, he was ready to take on the challenges that y ahead at UA.

  His road to becoming a hero had finally begun.

  Weebvious