Chapter 5 - Confronting The Cock In Question

Turns out there weren't a lot of situations like these. Best friend willingly screwing a pro hero. Most of the time, Jirou went over it in her head. She thought about how wrong it was, but at the same time, she went over the fact that if Mina was into it, what was the problem?

She was stuck, plan after plan, passing through the musician's head as she tried to think of anything that could work. But nothing really seemed to click. For almost all of her plans, after trying to think them through, Kyoka found herself either looking like the bad guy or making the situation worse either for herself or for Mina.

However, there was one solution that she thought of. Something that she thought of relatively early on but never really decided to go for it. That being going to Miruko herself to confront her about what she was doing with Mina.

It was a typical day; Jirou was trying to study in her room, all the while trying to come up with and formulate a plan. That train of thinking suddenly hit her, only for Kyoka to throw it off as too simple. She couldn't just walk in there and start making demands, could she? But as the days wore on and Mina continued to come back to UA looking worn out and almost used in every sense of the word, Jirou figured she had to try something or just give up entirely and let her friend do what she wanted to do. And she wasn't a huge fan of going with the latter.

So now here she was, standing outside Miruko's hero agency, the tall building towering above her as she looked at it. Prior to coming, Jirou had made sure that Mina wouldn't be coming in that day. Coming here was already awkward enough, so running into her while she was here doing who knows what would've been so much worse. Still, with a huff of her lips and knowing what she had to do, Kyoka marched inside and walked toward the front desk, aiming to talk to the lady who worked there.

For a second, the lady behind the desk didn't notice her, as she was too busy filing her nails to notice her. Getting a look at her, blonde hair and all with red eyes, she looked slightly familiar to hero in training, but couldn't really put her finger on it. However, she waited for the lady to turn toward her, only for her to continue not to be noticed, getting to a point where Jirou let out a low cough, causing the blonde woman to finally move toward her.

"Yeah?" The woman asks, sounding a little too rude if Jirou was being honest for someone working the front desk.

But shaking it off, Jirou says, "I'm here to see Miruko." Trying to sound as assertive as she possibly could.

"You got an appointment?" The secretary asks.

Jirou did not. All the hero in training knew he was where Miruko's hero agency was, thanks to Mina giving her the deets in case she wanted to visit. But in the case that she did know, Kyoka doubted she would've even been able to get through the front door by saying that she was there to stop Miruko from fucking her best friend.

"No.... But I'm here to talk about something very important about her involving a friend." Jirou tries to explain, only for the secretary to not seem all that impressed. 

"Ms. Miruko has a lot of friends. And if you don't get an appointment, she's gonna be too busy to see you." The secretary retorts back, returning her attention back toward filling her nails.

Getting a little frustrated, Jirou leaned in close. "Look, I'm from UA," Kyoka starts, seemingly raising the attention of the secretary, who turns back toward her. "And I just need to talk to her, ok?"

For a second, the blonde woman stares at her, processing something in her mind, if Kyoka had to guess before a smile grows across her face. "Why didn't you just say so?" The secretary grinned, making Jirou happy that she was finally getting somewhere, although that didn't stop her from feeling slightly creeped out by how the woman was looking at her. "She's up in the building's gym, 86th floor." The secretary points a thumb toward the nearby elevator.

"Thank you?" Jirou says, still slightly confused, but still chooses to make her way over to the lift, entering one of them and pressing the button to go up.

Back with the secretary, as the doors to the elevator close and Jirou begins her ascension up, a chuckle can't help but leave her lips as she goes back to filing her nails. "Can't believe she already got another one." 

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Before the elevator even stopped at the floor, Jirou could hear the loud sound of smashing, nearly shaking the lift she was in as it came to a stop. "The fuck was that?!" Kyoka wonders to herself as the doors finally open and answer her question.

Almost directly in front of the elevator's doors was the broken body of a training robot, seemingly torn in half. Ah, so it was this kind of gym.

Stepping out from the elevator, Jirou turned to look around the room, seeing only a blur as another robot was sent flying directly into a nearby wall, nearly exploding on impact.

Walking forward slightly, Kyoka finally sees the woman of the hour as she leaps from stone pillar to pillar, delivering another kick into the chest of another robot, spearing directly through it as the bunny themed hero then uses her other leg to cut off its metal head before sending the wreck of metal sailing straight into the floor, amazing and also at the same time horrifying Jirou as she watched. 

"Come on! That all you got!?" Miruko shouts from the pillar she was standing on to a room seemingly full of broken robots. However, as Kyoka continues to watch, a massive grey blur flies above her head, going directly for the rabbit hero. But before what Kyoka quickly sees is a giant robot can even touch her, Rumi turns and leaps into the air as her muscular thighs proceed to squeeze the mechanical foe's head, and with a show of force that leaves Jirou speechless, the bunny-themed hero proceeds to tear the robots head complete off from its shoulders with its thighs before landing in front of Jirou.

"What's up?" Miruko asks, robot head still between her thighs as she smirks at the dumbfounded heroine. But before Jirou can say anything, the bunny-themed hero says, "Wait, hold on a sec." Before turning to look down at the robot head between her thighs and popping it like a grape, sending mechanical bits flying everywhere. "Sorry, I always love doing that. But, yeah, you need something?" 

Kyoka was shocked.... To say the least. Holy shit, just.... Holy shit. She had seen some insane maneuvers in her time of training to become a hero, but.... Wow, just wow. But remembering why she was here in the first place, Jirou shakes her head, getting her mind back in the game as she turns to the bunny heroine. "Um.... Yeah, I was just looking to talk to you about the relationship you have with my friend." Jirou says.

"Friend?" Miruko asks, looking slightly confused. "I have a lot of friends. You're going to have to be a little bit more specific." The bunny hero says, making Jirou sigh as she remembers how her front desk secretary said almost the exact same thing.

"She's your sidekick? Mina Ashido?" Jirou clarifies, causing Miruko's face to almost light up.

"Oh, yeah! Mina! What about her?" The bunny hero asks, raising a curious eyebrow. "How do you know her anyway?" 

"We both go to UA, but look, I know what-" 

"Mind if we can move this conversation somewhere else?" Miruko interrupts Jirou, pointing a thumb toward the door to a nearby room. "I'd love to chat and all, but I'm a very busy bunny and like to keep things moving." 

"Fine." Jirou relents, already feeling annoyed, as she follows Miruko into what she quickly discovers to be a locker room.

Reaching up and pulling down the front of her costume, Miruko lets her large breasts show to the hero in training, whose face practically explodes into a wide variety of shades of red. "So, what did you want to talk about?" Miruko asks, a coy expression on her face as she sees the flustered expression on Kyoka as she quickly turns around to face away from her.

"Um...." Jirou struggles to find the words, her heart practically exploding out of her chest as she keeps her vision away from the beautiful-looking heroine.

"Look, back when you first showed up at UA and wanted to talk to Mina in private in her room, I followed the both of you up and heard you...." Jirou sighs. "Do.... It." 

"So, what your saying is that you eavesdropped on a private conversation?"  Miruko chuckles. 

"No! I just...." Jirou found herself flustered. Miruko was right. On some form or level, she was; Kyoka eavesdropped on them. But it was for good reason, and she found an even better one in what the pro hero was doing with her friend. "What your doing with Mina? it's inappropriate and wrong." Jirou finally gets out.

"Really?" Miruko chuckles, walking up to Jirou, who still continues to look away. "Why is that? If she wants to fuck, who am I to tell her no?"

"Mina!" Jirou starts, her face growing hotter from the pro hero's choice of words. "Mina is.... She doesn't really think before getting into things." Kyoka explains, trying to sound not as mean as they came out to sound like.

"Wow, harsh, don'cha ya think?" Miruko remarks, raising an eyebrow at Jirou, enjoying every second that she could tease the heroine in training.

"Oh, you know what I mean!" Jirou spits back. "I'm just looking out for her, is all, and want to make sure she isn't getting into anything that she'll regret." Jirou says, her heart hanging heavy with the possibility of someone who has a bright personality like Mina finding herself in a situation that she can't quite get herself out of.

And instead of getting another snarky response. A moment of silence passes between the two women, with Jirou beginning to think that the bunny heroine was actually mentally digesting her words. Maybe actually getting somewhere in the process of what was going on also.

"That's... Fair." Miruko admits. "But look, you might know a lot of stuff about your friend, but she knows how to press all the right buttons to get me ready to go. I'm sure you already know that."

"Can't you just tell her no?" Jirou asks.

"I could, but maybe...." Miruko trails off.

"But maybe what?" Jirou asks cautiously.

"If I'm busy with someone else, then maybe I won't have the time or energy to do it with her." Miruko says, her coy tone of voice returning to her as it quickly clicks for Jirou what she's talking about.

"Ew! Oh, god, really?!" Kyoka says, sounding offended as the conversation quickly goes to the last place she was hoping it would end up.

"What? I'm serious. It doesn't have to be you. Just some other horny slut." Miruko retorts, scoffing at Jirou's offense. "Maybe you could send one of your other friends my way." The bunny heroine chuckles, struggling to hide the chuckle that leaves her lips.

"I'm not getting any of my friends to have sex with you!" Jirou almost shouts. 

"Well, then it's gotta be somebody." Miruko responds, leaving Kyoka in a state of conflict. 

She wouldn't, would she? I mean, if it was all to help her friend.... "Ah, damn it!" Jirou mentally curses as she throws around the possibility further in her head.

For a few moments, Jirou's silent before a sigh leaves her lips. "If I do this, you'll stop doing...."

"Mina?"

"Yes." Jirou says, grinding her teeth together.

"As long as you can satisfy me." Miruko says one last time.

Shaking her head, Jirou slowly turned back around toward the bunny-themed hero, a conflicted expression on her face as she tried to keep her face aimed directly toward Miruko's features and away from her breasts, which were still out for her to see.

After both women stare at each other, Kyoka finally says. "Fine, but you better not tell anyone about this." Jirou says, her voice low and nervous while her face burns an even hotter shade of red than before.

"I might be a brash bitch, but I know when to keep my mouth shut." Miruko says before taking a step forward. "But you still know what you have to do, right?"

"Yeah, I know." Jirou sighed, getting the picture before Miruko even had to spell it out for her.

Falling to her knees in front of her, she notices the bulge in Miruko's costume, causing her already rapidly beating heart to slam out of her chest with nervousness as she sees it locked, loaded, and ready, a part of her still in disbelief that she was going to go through with something like this. 

"Relax. It's only a big thing if you let it become one." Miruko laughs as she reaches down and begins to undo the crotch of her costume, letting her huge cock flop out along with the sweaty musk she had from working out wafting forward and hitting Jirou directly in the face, causing her to wrinkle her nose.

"Of all times to be doing this." Jirou thinks to herself, the smell of Rumi's cock making its way up her nose and almost intoxicating her brain. 

It was bigger than she was expecting. Fuck, it was huge! When Jirou heard Mina moaning like an overacting porno star back in her room, she made a general picture in her mind of how big a muscle Miruko was working with, but this was far beyond anything she thought, let alone anything she had seen. It must've been miles and above bigger, girthier, and meatier than any cock she had ever seen in her entire life, and now she was going to put it into her mouth. 

"You gonna do anything down there?" Miruko asks, waving her cock from side to side in front of Jirou's face. 

"Hold on a second!" Kyoka says, flustered as she reaches out and grabs hold of it, trying to get a real feel for it as it weighs heavily in her hands. Just how the fuck was she going to go about this? Would it even fit inside her mouth?

"Just go for it." Jirou tells herself as she begins to slowly stroke the bunny heroine off in the most effective way imaginable while trying not to seem like she was into it for her own pride's sake.

"Why am I doing this?" Jirou wonders, her gaze staring down the head of Miruko's cock as she jerks it off. She first came here to set the record straight and help her friend, but now here she was, doing one of the only things she hadn't thought of doing when she first walked in here. It should've been more conflicting for her, disgusting even. That she was lowering herself to such standards even if it was for Mina's sake, but a growing part of her didn't seem to mind. 

Rumi didn't have all that much planned that day. Patrol routes were blocked up pretty thoroughly by other crews, and the paperwork was beginning to finally subside, giving her a chance to get a much-needed break in from time to time. Even then, she wasn't going to complain about this turn of events, not in the least. She and Mina had been going pretty steady for a while now, and she began to figure out possibly adding someone else to her team. But it seems that fate itself shined down upon her and decided to help her along with her plans and get her this petite beauty to start the journey of becoming a slut for the rabbit hero's cock. Although, as she watched Jirou struggle to maintain simply jerking off her member, she knew that this newbie had a ways to go before she was at the standard she was looking for, and she was more than happy to teach her and show her the ropes on what she needed to do.

"You know, I don't think I need to say this, but a handjob can get pretty boring after a while. Why don't you put that little mouth of yours to work?" 

Jirou looked at Rumi, who looked directly back down at her before her gaze shifted toward her cock, its bulbous head leaking out a small oozing drop of pre from its tip before she eventually relented. "Ugh, fine." Kyoka groans, trying to not sound excited about the prospect of putting such a virile cock into her mouth even though a part of herself grew curious about doing such a thing. Her mouth almost watering at the idea of what it must've tasted like.

Leaning forward, Jirou took another huff in of Miruko's musk, choking her slightly and leading her to cough as she tried to get the head of the rabbit hero's cock into her mouth.

Was she really going to do this? She had gotten this far, hadn't she? It only made sense for her to go all the way as her maw was mere millimeters away from having her Miruko's member inside her mouth. "Just fucking do it already!" Jirou mentally yells at herself before finally going for it, popping the head of Rumi's cock into her mouth, the tip of her tongue instantly recoiling back from the bitter, salty taste of the pro hero's musk and sweat. 

"Oh, fuck! It's so salty!" Jirou gags, coughing as she pulls her head back from Miruko's cock, who looks down at her with a smug yet also unimpressed expression on her face. Her tongue practically burned along with her nose after inhaling such a heavy amount of her sweaty musk that now permeated around her head. 

"Well, I did just get done working out." Rumi retorts, rolling her eyes at Jirou, who struggled with the disgust she was feeling.

"Can you just take a shower real quick before we do this?" Jirou asks, wiping some spare spit that had leaked down to her lip as she looks up at Miruko, who doesn't even say anything back as she just looks back down at her. "Fine!" Jirou grits her teeth, not needing to get a response from the rabbit heroine to already know the answer to her request. At the same time, her gaze shifted back down toward her cock, seeing that the head of it was now slick with a small amount of saliva from her mouth. "Alright, let's try this again." Jirou thinks as she leans her head back in, taking the head of Miruko's cock back into her mouth, cringing at the salty, bitter taste.

However, instead of pulling her head back, Jirou soldiers through the taste, hardening herself to it as she swirled her tongue around the bulbous head of Rumi's length. Her experience had its fair share of limits, even though she was willing to do something like this.

Pushing her head down further, Jirou just barely managed to get in around a quarter of the entire of Miruko's cock into her mouth before she gagged again. Even in her mouth, it weighed so heavily against her tongue as the rabbit heroine's member began to ooze out more pre on it, causing Kyoka to try to push herself further. Already going well beyond any limits, she might've had to show Rumi she wasn't completely inexperienced.

However, while Miruko watched her from above, she thought she was just that. By no means did it feel bad. A blowjob was still a blowjob, after all. But Jirou's inexperience was clear as day to feel as her tongue loosely and haphazardly tried to slather all of those sensitive places, only to fail in doing that spectacularly. The heroine in training wasn't even sucking it, just moving her mouth up and down her cock as if that was going to finish her off or even simply impress her. 

She thought that Kyoka could've possibly saved it by pushing it further into her mouth, even having its massive head go up against the entrance to her throat. But Jirou seemed more than content with staying where she was, not even taking half or even close to it. But throughout it all, the rabbit heroine could tell that she had potential. She heard that she was a musician, all she had to do was just put that mouth of hers to proper work, and she might even have one of the best throat pussies out there. And with her being the pro hero that she was, who wasn't she to try and teach her.

"Gotta say, I'm not exactly impressed." Miruko comments, turning Jirou's gaze to look up at her, annoyed that the amount of work she was putting into sucking her cock wasn't exactly being appreciated. "But I think you got the potential. All you need is the right push!" Rumi goes on to explain before reaching down and grabbing hold of Jirou's earphone jacks before proceeding to use them to pull her head forward into her crotch, thrusting her cock directly down her throat and causing Kyoka's nose to slam up against her waist.

"GLKGGKLKGKG!" Jirou gargled, panicked through retches and gags as her hands quickly began to slap at Miruko's toned rear, the lack of oxygen nearly suffocating her as she desperately tried to pull her head back, only for the grip Miruko had on her earphone jacks to be too strong, keeping her in place.

"Ah, that's it." Miruko groans, finally getting to that special part of Jirou's throat as it clung around her cock for dear life, twitching and squirming around the sudden and unexpected intrusion that was in her gullet. It felt good, the kind of pleasure the rabbit heroine was looking for whenever she got a BJ. "All you needed to do was use that throat of yours, and now here we are." Rumi says, biting her lower lip. She doesn't even notice Jirou's hand as it continues to beat across her ass, but eventually, the constant slapping of her muscled rear finally gets her attention. "Oh! Sorry." Miruko apologizes as she loosens her grip on Jirou's earphone jacks, letting her pull her head back and gulp in some serious deep breaths of air into her lungs.

"Cogh! Kak! What the fuck?! Couldn't you have given me a little warning?" Jirou asked, outraged more about the fact that Miruko did it so unexpectedly without even as much as giving her a slight heads up or even letting her ease into it. 

"You want me to get off, right? My standards are a little higher than slut's first blowjob." Miruko retorts, rolling her eyes at Jirou's complaints, causing Kyoka's face to burn a hot shade of red at Rumi's insult. 

She had experience! Sure, it wasn't expansive like some other girls she knew. But that was because she didn't sheath her throat around any cock that presented itself to her. She needed to have some dignity to get behind, damn it! But throughout it all, Miruko had some point, even if it was behind the bitchy attitude that she had as she went about it. If she was trying to satisfy her, she needed to step things up.

"Fine, just...." Jirou struggles to find the right words. "Just don't go TOO hard, ok?"

"Whatever. Are you ready?" Miruko asks, with Jirou glaring up at her. But still, she opened her mouth to take Rumi's cock into her mouth, letting the rabbit heroine pull her head down further than anything she was usually used to at that point, struggling significantly with the entire thing but still powering through it. 

For Miruko, going at a much slower pace than she was usually used to, Jirou was still missing something. Something she quickly figured out to be that little extra push to make her really have that special throat to die for. She felt that slightly when she first plunged herself down her gullet, but even then, it would be a while until she was what she was looking for. However, Rumi was always up for a challenge as she went about fucking Jirou's face delicately while still providing that extra amount of pressure to push the heroine in training's limits far enough that she was able to learn a few things.

"You know you're supposed to suck on it while it's in your mouth." Miruko remarks as she pushes around half of it into her mouth, earning herself another watery-eyed glare from Jirou in response, but midway through, the rabbit heroine could suddenly feel Kyoka as she begins to slurp and suck on her member, a significant improvement than before but as a result, her tongue now sat loosely in her mouth. 

When Jirou decided to actually go through with this, she knew it wasn't going to be easy. Having to handle such a massive cock with it being attached to a.... Well, to call Miruko boisterous would be a bit of an understatement. But even then, a nagging part of the back of her mind told her that she might've bitten off more than she could chew in this situation. This kind of cock, even as half of it slid in and out of her mouth, was a member meant for more experienced people. Not someone like her, whose experience was the occasional hookup with people just as inexperienced as her. Its thickness, taste, smell, and who knows what else was beyond any level Jirou was used to. But she was still doing this for Mina, right?

She just had to focus, sucking and slurping on Rumi's member while slowly sliding her head up and down her cock. It wasn't too hard, right? Miruko was obviously holding herself back from going all out, thankfully, so she could keep going at this at her own more controlled pace. Although trying to do just that was becoming increasingly difficult as Miruko still pushed her limits, worming her cock further and further into her mouth until it finally bumped into the entrance of her throat, causing her to let out a cough-filled gagging retch.

"You know your never going to get any better if you don't push yourself." Miruko remarks, applying more pressure, she had on the entrance to Jirou's throat with the head of her cock, getting closer and closer to penetrating it by the second for the second time as Kyoka chose to continue powering through it, unable to stop herself from continuing to cough and gag, but still getting more comfortable with it as she tried to ready herself for what was about to happen as Rumi's cock, in one short moment, penetrates past the entrance of her throat, causing the heroine in training's gag reflex to suddenly kick on as her mind panics.

"Easy, easy, just relax." Miruko tries to ease some of Jirou's bodily worries as sweat beaded down her forehead. It felt so unnatural. While she might've had cocks in her mouth in the past, this just didn't feel like it was supposed to happen. And yet, she kept at it, trying to calm herself as Miruko dragged her head further and further down her cock, her nose mere inches away from the rabbit heroine's waist as she got closer and closer to it. But as the seconds continued to pass, Jirou began to doubt herself. This wouldn't really be how it happened, how she died, choking on rabbit cock, fuck, it was too much. She needed to pull back, get some air, and-

Before Jirou's mind could slip further and further into panic, she felt it, her nose bump into Miruko's waist, causing her eyes to slowly open as a part of her realizes what she just did. Sure, she was currently running out of air in her lungs and was on the verge of passing out, but holy fuck, she just throated Rumi's entire cock without even having to have the rabbit heroine herself thrust herself down there. "See? I knew you could do it!" Miruko chuckles, with Jirou's eyes flashing up to look at her, although it was difficult to parse out her expression through the tears that practically leaked out of her eyes. 

It was an interesting learning experience for both of them. Jirou, throughout her entire educational experience, wasn't expecting a first-hand course on sucking cock. And for Miruko, this must've been the first time she had to teach someone how to take her cock. But if she was able to get this far, it only made sense for her to push things maybe just a little bit tinier further. 

"Alright, since you've gotten this far, let's see how you handle this." Rumi remarks, confusing Kyoka for a second as she then uses her grip on Jirou's earphone jacks to wrap them around her knuckles, putting them practically in a death grip as she slowly rears her hips back, giving space in Kyoka's mouth to take in much-needed air before in one swift moment, Miruko yanks Jirou's head down her cock while also slamming her hips forward, pounding her cock directly down Kyoka's throat, causing her to retch as she quickly goes back to struggling against her, her hands scrambling to slap across the rabbit heroine's rear to hopefully get her some air. However, instead of listening to what she was feeling, Miruko went about practically brutally fucking Kyoka's throat, slamming her throat full of massive bunny meat. 

"Just breathe, rookie, breathe." Miruko says in between groans, as she barely gives Jirou any time to do just that as she slams her hips back and forth, leaving Kyoka hanging on by a very much thin thread that was just about to tear at any second as the lockerroom soon filled with the sound of Jirou's panicked gurgling alongside Rumi's thick, cum filled balls beating off across the underside of her chin, their contents churning and aiming to get ready to spray the heroine in training's mouth full of their fluid. 

Even then, with her having full control of Jirou's mouth and throat at that point, there was still some room for improvement. The musician was seriously going to be a work in progress for Rumi as she fucked her throat, using her enhanced bunny strength and speed to leave Kyoka's throat nothing but a sore mess with every pounding she slammed deep into it. "Hope you don't have any singing practice later." Miruko laughs, getting an angry, gurgling cry from Jirou in response as her fingers dragged down Rumi's tight and toned butt.

As a matter of fact, Kyoka actually did. It wasn't anything serious, just going over some vocals. But now, she wouldn't be able to as her throat was completely demolished by Miruko's cock. To make matters worse, the mess spilling past her lips and nose was splattering down and covering her shirt, causing it to stick to her chest. How was she even going to get back to her room, let alone UA, in a state like this? It was fucking insane. And she had Miruko all to thank for it as her cock surged back and forth into her gullet, showing no form of mercy for her that she might've had earlier when she previously let her use her mouth.

"Don't know if this is your first cumshot, but get ready for a big one!" Miruko suddenly says, giving Jirou little to no time to prepare herself as the rabbit heroine suddenly slams her hips forward one last time, pressing Kyoka's nose up against her waist as she begins to unload thick, gooey globs of cum directly down her throat into her stomach.

"GLKGLKGLK!" Jirou practically screams, her eyes slowly beginning to roll into the back of her head as the corners of her vision go blurry from the lack of oxygen. Tasting and feeling every part of Miruko's cock as it twitched while the massive cum containers beneath it churned with that warm liquid that was now being exploded down her throat in thick blasts of bunny spunk. 

Eventually, Miruko began to pull back, spraying a heavy amount of the liquid in her mouth, enough so that it began to pour out of the corners of her mouth and even leak out of her nose before her lips finally came off of Miruko's cock with a satisfying pop, not before the rabbit heroine sprays a few more blasts of cum across her face, fully completely her look of being a total and disgusting mess while she gulped in deep breathes of air into her lungs.

"Gah! Damn it! The fuck was that?!" Jirou asks angrily, catching her breath as she reaches up both of her hands to wipe her face clean of Miruko's fluid, her eyes shifting downward to look at the mess she now was thanks to Miruko's vigours and nearly endless face fucking.

"What? You wanted to satisfy me, right?" Miruko responds, smirking, seemingly not seeing the same issue Jirou was looking at as she looked down at herself, even though it was quite obvious that she clearly did. 

"How the fuck am I going to even get back to UA looking like this?" Jirou asks, looking down at herself, her shirt now sticky and sticking to her chest, her smaller breasts clear as day to see. "Fuck, I'm going to need a shower." Jirou groans annoyedly, now pissed off more by how she was looking rather than anything else Rumi had done.

"Luckily enough for you then," Miruko says, reaching down a hand and grabbing hold of Jirou's shoulder before proceeding to turn her toward the locker room's showers. "We happen to be in the right place for that." Rumi finishes what she is saying, with Jirou glaring at her before shaking her head.

"Oh, damn it...." Jirou groaned, standing up before making her way over and slowly undoing her clothes. Not entirely as embarrassed to get naked since Miruko had fucked her mouth messy not moments earlier. But as she walked, removing her jacket before pulling her shirt up and off of her before her hands began to reach down and undo her pants, pulling them down also until she was only in her panties, Miruko watched her from behind as she walked, looking to see what seemed to be a small wet stain by the crotch of her panties, making Rumi chuckle under her breath. She fuckin' got her. 

But while Miruko might've noticed it, Jirou didn't seem to as she pulled her panties off of her and threw them off to the side with the rest of her clothes as she fully stepped into the shower, amazing herself slightly at how big it was before walking over to one of the showerheads on the opposite side of the room and turning it on, letting the cold water flow out and heat up.

She was really doing this, wasn't she? It was strange, stupid, and, most of all, completely out of character for her. But it was all for Mina. She just needed to help her friend by putting herself in the exact same situation she was in for the time being, at the very least, until she came up with a new plan to go about things.

Once the shower water was hot and steamy enough, Jirou stepped into it, letting it slowly wash over her body.

"How're you feeling?" Miruko asks, causing Jirou to turn around and look at her as she steps into the shower, now completely naked, her massive cock hanging free between her legs. Even soft, it was still so huge, and somehow, Jirou had managed to fit the entire thing down her throat, at the expense, of course, of her throat now being completely thrashed.

"Fine, I guess." Jirou sighed, turning back away from Rumi, although that didn't stop the rabbit heroine from noticing her slightly red face in that brief moment that they looked at each other before she herself turned on a shower head for herself, putting it on full blast in terms of heat. "Still can't believe I did this...." Kyoka goes on to mutter, not intending for Miruko to hear her when she does with her enhanced hearing.

"You know fucking isn't the worst thing in the world, right?" Rumi comments, rubbing some of her muscles that had grown sore after her workout.

"I know that," Jirou chirps back, already getting at what Miruko was insinuating. "Just don't wanna lower myself to the standard of some slut who opens her legs for any dick that she sees." Kyoka explains, even though, on some form or level, she already did that when she let Rumi fuck her mouth like it was a pussy.

"What's wrong with that? If you wanna fuck, then just fuck, you don't have to make it special or some shit." Rumi retorts, knowing full well that her words were getting under Jirou's skin as they both basked in the increasingly steamy locker room.

"Look, you might feel that way, but I'm someone who has a little self-respect for herself." Jirou retorts, only then realizing how more or less sharp her words sounded after they came out of her mouth. 

"Really?" Miruko asks, turning around to face Jirou, who begins to slowly realize the type of situation that she might've just stepped in, especially as she heard Rumi begin to walk her way across the shower toward her.

Eventually, Jirou could feel the presence of the rabbit heroine standing directly behind her, her gaze burning into the back of her head as the hot water of the shower washed over her. "You really think I could fuck you, and you wouldn't come back begging for seconds?" Rumi asks, sounding genuinely curious.

"I.... I wouldn't get ahead of myself." Jirou says, standing her ground as she turns around to face Miruko, trying to show that she wasn't all that intimidated. However, it was difficult to stand against the beast of a woman that was the number 5 hero of Japan, as she stood most likely at the very least a head taller than her and still had the monster cock between her legs. 

Both of them stare at each other; a smile grows across Miruko's face as she checks out Jirou. "How about this, a deal. I fuck you, and if you don't cum, I'll stop fucking Mina while still keeping her on as a sidekick. But if you even so much as squirt, you join me as another sidekick right alongside her." Rumi offers stunning Jirou. 

"Course someone like you would come up with something like that." Jirou says bitterly before turning back around to face the shower, the offer still rolling around in her head. 

"Come on, you said you had self-respect. Bet you figure you have enough to keep yourself from cumming your brains out when your stretched out across my dick." Miruko continues, her words being as blatant as ever as she looks down at Jirou, who almost seems to fidget under her gaze. 

She did say that, didn't she? And besides, she wasn't some slut. She wouldn't just fold under the first sign of trouble from the pro hero. But it was still risky though. Her experience with having Rumi's cock stuffed down her throat told her that the rabbit hero's cock was nothing to scoff at in the least. It was a weapon, full and primed with the same quirk factor that powered the rest of Miruko's body. On the other hand, getting to stick it to someone like Rumi and come out the other side, saving her friend from the reality of what she was currently living, didn't sound all that half bad; as a matter of fact, it even sounded pretty good.

Shifting to look back toward Rumi, Jirou bit her bottom lip, the confliction of going along with the deal obvious on her face as her gaze traced Miruko's expression, her face telling that she was still waiting for some sort of answer from her before her eyes trace down her muscular toned body before ultimately landing on her cock, already it began to stand rigid, excited at whatever prospect that Kyoka might've gone for.

"Ok." Jirou suddenly says. She couldn't have just stood there going over the deal in her head forever. So, she decided to go with her gut for what would've been best for herself and her friend. But as Miruko's curious smile grew almost sinister as Kyoka said those words, she began to reconsider her decision, but before she could do just that, she's suddenly turned around and slammed into the tile wall of the locker room bathroom, the muscular body of Rumi pressing into her from behind.

"Hope you don't mind if I get a little rough then." Miruko almost snarls into Jirou's ear, causing a shiver to rack up and through her spine as she feels the terror that was Rumi's member press up against the entrance to her pussy. Its massive head aimed to push through her soaked folds and plunge itself all the way into the deepest parts of her pussy and womb. 

"Just do it already- OH SHIT!" Jirou suddenly squeals as Rumi doesn't waste any time plunging her cock inside her, pushing the farthest that she could possibly go, with the head of her member smashing up against the entrance of her womb in what must've been a millisecond, causing Kyoka's pussy to explode in what must've been the strongest orgasm that ever tore itself through her body, nearly causing her mind to go blank as her fingers and toes curl. And all that was just from the rabbit hero thrusting herself in for the first time.

"Now, would you look at that?" Miruko smirks, dragging her hips back as she looks down toward Jirou's pussy, seeing and feeling it twitch around her cock with a terrifyingly strong orgasm. "Seems you didn't have all that much self-respect. Guess your not all that better than Mina after all." Rumi says smugly, making Jirou hate her more than she already did at that point. However, she was left unable to vocalize any of it as the only thing that came out of her mouth was a wet slurry of fucked over bimbo brain words trying to string together a few sentences together. 

"Flluuk youuuu- FUCK!" Jirou tries to snap at Miruko, only for a series of heavy, powerful thrusts from her delivered directly into her pussy to stop any progress of anything like that as Rumi pounds her. All before those eventual moans are suddenly choked off as the rabbit hero seizes a grip around her throat, squeezing it tightly, but not hard enough completely to cause her to pass out as the muscular heroine worked her over easily and with what must've been a minimum amount of effort from her at that point.

The way that the rabbit hero pounded at her pussy, it was almost angry as she obliterated past any barriers that Jirou might've had left in both her body as she was practically shaken back in forth by the force of Miruko's thrustings. Her pussy, or what was left of it at that point, nearly felt like it was constantly alight with pleasure as the orgasms that came out of it flowed like a waterfall.

"Come on! Where's all that pride? Your supposed to be some high and mighty bitch, right?" Miruko says, as her hips practically become a blur of movement. The sound, it was nearly deafening as Rumi fucked her. The rabbit hero's hips, with how muscled and toned they were compared to Jirou's more petite ones, more than kept Kyoka pressed up against the wall with every pounding movement of her hips that she dealt into them. She was moving so fast that it almost hurt, but what quickly and heavily overtook her was the pleasure. Something that the hero in training couldn't even put into words if Miruko's hands already weren't wrapped tightly around her throat, turning any moans that would've flown out from her mouth into choked gasps.

Suddenly, however, all the while still being pounded into the wall, Jirou felt a warm sensation shoot into her pussy. Confusing her for only a second before she quickly recognized it as Miruko cumming inside her. Something that should've been horrifying for her if her mind and body weren't already slowly being warped to be sexually subservient. And yet, while she was cumming deep inside her, filling up her womb, the pro hero continued to wildly thrust. Not stopping for a single second as her hips continued to move at that same insane pace that they were moving so fast and quickly into her folds.

"GGLKKK GLOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!!" Jirou screams, Rumi's hands slightly loosening around her throat and letting her take some air into her lungs but, more importantly, allowing her to scream out in pleasure as her legs practically feel weak beneath her. Her knees slowly buckled as she felt overwhelmed on levels that she didn't even think were possible, even during the process of learning how to fight villains and save people. 

However, before she could collapse, Miruko suddenly turns, keeping her cock inside Jirou's pussy and thrusting into her before throwing her onto the floor and leaning over her, placing both of her hands on either side of the hero in training's head as she begins to fuck directly down into her pussy, leaving her to moan and scream her head off as she was completely trapped under the pro heroine's muscular powerful frame as she fucked her pussy.

"You know, I was amused at first, seeing and listening to you as you walk in here and start making demands like I'm supposed to listen to you or some shit." Miruko snarls, not wasting a single second as she fucks Jirou, and yet despite all of the circumstances that she was going through, the pro hero's words were slowly getting into her brain. "But when you start implying that your better than Mina cause she CHOOSES to let me fuck her, that's when I started getting pissed off!" Rumi says, confusing Kyoka before she slowly began to get what she meant. "But now look at you, moaning and screaming like any other bitch I stretch around my cock! You still think you're better, do you!?" 

"NGOOOOOOOOH NNOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" Jirou screams, tears almost in the corners of her eyes as she completely surrenders to Miruko as she fucks her. Her pussy was no longer her own. It was Rumi's for her to use and fuck whenever she pleased; no matter what she was doing, Kyoka was meant to serve her.

"GAAAAAAAAAGGHHHHHHH FFUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCKKKKK!!!!" Jirou screams as her pussy cums once again, this time happening alongside Miruko, who fills her pussy and womb with more of her hot spunk, spraying and coating every single part of her insides with her fluid as her thrusting begins to slowly die down. Slowing down enough to a pace that Rumi was able to safely pull herself out, spraying a few more loads across Jirou's butt and back in the process.

"In that case," Miruko says calmly with a satisfied sigh as she stands up, stretching out her body before leaving the shower. "I guess I'll see you soon." Rumi smirked, throwing a towel around her shoulders before leaving Kyoka to her own devices. Another sidekick snagged under her belt before she began to think about what was going to do that day.

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