MHA WG Story

Tags: Tsuyu, Toga, Momo, Ochaco, Weight Gain, Force Feeding, Near Bursting, Brainwashing


    "are you alright?" Ochaco Uraraka asked, running up to the collapsed old man. Behind her, Tsuyu Asui and Momo Yaoyorozu ran up to flank her as she held out her arm.
    "oh, thank you dear!" the man responded, reaching out his hand and accepting the help. the other two young heroes reached down as well. the man stood up, brushing himself off and looking down at his cane, which was snapped clean in two.
    "Sorry mister, I don't think your cane survived the fall." Momo said, bending down to pick it up. the man sighed, looking at the shattered object. seeing his distress, she grabbed her arm, pulling from it a new cane.
    "will this work?" she asked. the man's eyes lit up
    "thank you dear!" he said,  smiling and sticking his hands out to shake their hands. they all smiled and shook back cordially.
    "would you all allow an old man to repay you for such kindness? I am walking home to dine alone, but I have more than enough room for you all to eat" the three girls looked at each other.
    "I don't think it would be good to stay out any longer with the school in such high alert." Ochaco said, looking to her friends with an expression that hinted that she would have refused the offer regardless of the current danger of villains.
    "yeah, we need to get back in time for curfew..." Momo added to the list of excuses.
    "ah yes, I understand..."the man said, dejectedly. ever the chivalrous one, Tsuyu turned and muttered to her classmates.
    "come on you two. curfew is late tonight and he's just a lonely old man." the other two girls shared a glance that Tsuyu knew immediately meant they weren't going to change their minds now that they'd already gotten off the hook. Tsuyu sighed.
    "alright, I'll go by myself. I'll see you two tonight... Hey Mister, wait up!" she turned and yelled to the old man, who turned around with a relieved expression on his face. the other two shrugged and kept walking.
    "you know, now that it's on my mind, I am pretty hungry. guess making that cane took more out of me than I thought" Momo commented. Ochaco nodded.
    "I'm pretty famished myself, now that you mention it. wanna stop at the buffet before we head back to the dorms?"
    "Oh yeah" Momo smiled, licking her lips.


    Tsuyu Asui was in heaven. she scarfed down plate after plate, croaking in delight as she filled her gullet with forkful after forkful of delicious food. she had no idea what had come over her, but she felt as though she hadn't eaten all day. she sat in front of a huge table, which was covered end to end in delicious food. she had been sitting on the side, but had gotten a stab on the butt that the old man had identified as a protruding nail. she had moved to a very sturdy looking bench instead, where she had resumed her gluttonous feasting.
    "my, you young heroes must be worked to the bone to have an appetite like that!" the old man said, grinning as he brought another plate out from the kitchen. he set it down before sitting at the chair across from her, adding to an already ridiculous quantity of food. he served himself a small portion and began picking at it.
    "ribbit!" she croaked eagerly, her wide mouth flashing a huge smile, even as her probing tongue licked the plate clean. in the back of her mind, Tsuyu felt bad. licking the plate was terrible manners, and she was eating this nice man out of house and home. of course, she guessed he kind of owed her one for getting stabbed in the butt by that chair...
    "it is so nice to be able to feed a young hero! and so eager, too! fills my heart with warmth. tell me, which hero school are you from, young miss?" Tsuyu smiled and opened her mouth to answer, but nothing came out. the answer didn't come to mind. she furled her brow and put her finger to her mouth in her trademark gesture of thought.
    "U.A!" she finally blurted out jovially. she stuffed a frosting-laden honey bun into her maw triumphantly.
    "quite the prestigious school! you must be a very good hero in training! Have you had a chance to be an intern?" Tsuyu frowned, registering another question.
    "I wish he'd let me eat first" she was absolutely famished, and didn't want to pause in the middle of a delicious meal just to tell him all these answers. she sighed, castigating herself mentally. this man had welcomed her into his house and she was currently pigging out on his food. it was only right to give him an answer.
    "I got to work on the ocean with the pro hero... pro hero named..." Tsuyu trailed off, her mind coming up blank again.
    "Sully? Sealman? Sealie? wait... what was the question?" no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't seem to keep a serious train of thought going. she shrugged, assuming she'd have remembered if it was important. her attention quickly wavered, snapping instead to a comically large danish across the table that she grabbed with an eager tongue and swallowed whole. she let out a satisfied moan as the tasty treat slid down her gullet.
    "ribbit?" she uttered a confused croak. on top of the the ecstatic pleasure of of sating her bottomless hunger, a new feeling of discomfort arose. she felt a tight pressure along her middle.
    "Ms Asui, I believe your skirt is a bit tight. you may wish to loosen it" the man uttered, looking not at Tsuyu but behind her.
    "skirt? tight? me?" her mind tried to piece together what he had said, but proved unable to do so. she would figure it out later when she'd finished her meal. she was famished, after all. her empty tummy was probably the problem anyway. she decided to remedy this by grabbing a full pie tin, opening her mouth wide and guiding the pie into her awaiting maw with her eager tongue.
    "my word, she's completely oblivious. your serum is incredible." Tsuyu decided to ignore the man's comment, whatever he was saying. the pain had gotten worse for some reason, and that gnawing hunger still demanded to be sated. she let out a raucous burp that startled the man, but gave her some slight relief. she celebrated by grabbing a fistful of candy bars.
    "Give yourself some credit. that quirk of yours is giving her quite the one track mind. it's too bad you couldn't convince any of the other girls to come join in her feast. guess I'll have to give the other two injections directly, rather than through the chair." a second voice arose behind Tsuyu. the deepest tracks of her mind recognized the voice and began setting off alarm bells, but she ignored them. a second pain had started around her chest, and she could not for the life of her stay full. she decided to give up on the measly candy bars and began on a mountainous chocolate cake instead.
    "I've done what you wanted. now let my wife go." the man demanded. laughter echoed from behind Tsuyu.
    "that's not the deal. I need you to stay with me the whole time. we still have quite a while before all my plans come together"
    "It better come together sooner. with that huge mouth and long tongue of hers, she's practically built to stuff herself.  between that and this constant supply of food you've got, she's growing faster than I've ever seen. at the rate she's going she's going to reach critical mass by tomorrow, maybe sooner. not to mention those other girls who are probably going to be right behind her."
    "that's more than enough time." the mystery girl responded. Tsuyu felt warm breath behind her ear, and in her peripheral she saw the glint of steel. she grumbled in discomfort and kept eating.
    "we're going to have so much fun together Tsu-Chan. soon there will be so much more of you to cut. the knife flashed and even Tsuyu's clouded mind told her to jump. but, rather than the painful bite of steel, she felt the pain in her stomach disappear. she sighed in relief and took a deep breath. she felt something warm and soft fill her lap, and briefly wondered what it was.
    "Wow, Tsu-Chan! you've got the cutest pot belly!" another flash of the knife, and she felt her tits flop out onto her tummy. "and look at these boobs! you really do have the most adorable body."
    "am I naked?" the thought crossed her mind, but the relief she felt made her forget all about that. she kept on eating.
    "If you need her blood, now's the time to get it." the old man interjected
    "and why's that?"
    "by this time tomorrow, cutting her open or sticking a needle in her will have some... adverse effects. my quirk isn't called 'meat balloon' just because she's gonna look like a parade float. as her skin fights to contain all that girth, her body is put under immense pressure. stick her with a knife and she'll depressurize. violently." his voice was grim. this man had likely seen it happen more times than he'd like to speak about. the voice gasped in audible excitement.
    "keep eating, Tsu-Chan. I'm going to make you and your friends the biggest girls in Japan. and when it's your time to pop, your friend Toga is going to release all that pressure for you..." Tsuyu felt another prick, this time on her arm, but it went away quickly. She smiled blankly, and kept eating.



    "let's... Eat!" Momo and Ochaco said in unison, clapping their hands together ritualistically before digging into the huge plates they had stacked up for themselves. with it's great prices and location, the local buffet was a favorite among U.A. students looking to break the monotony of cafeteria food. Momo in particular was especially fond of any place that would allow her to refill her depleted fat stores without pricing her out of the building. today was no different, and Momo was busy stuffing her gullet with abandon.
    "mmm... this is exactly what I needed." Momo said, attacking a mountain of cornbread.
    "It tastes so good today! too bad Tsuyu missed this" Ochaco responded between bites of pizza. Momo snorted, managing to prevent her laughter from shooting food out of her mouth.
    "I bet Tsuyu is probably turning down some gross old man food right about now." It was Ochaco's turn to try not to laugh, imagining kindhearted Tsuyu trying to turn down some weird old man's food.
    "stop it, I bet she's enjoying herself. you know, I feel guilty we left her on her own." Ochaco castigated her friend. Momo shrugged, sticking a handful of french fries into her mouth.
    "whatever, I'm sure she's fine. besides, she's great with old folks." Ochaco nodded in agreement. she looked down to her empty plate, then across to Momo's.
    "wow, looks like we're both pretty hungry." she said. Momo shrugged, grabbing her plate and getting up.
    "guess it's all that training. seconds?" Ochaco nodded, grabbing her own. they combed the buffet a second time, piling food even higher before returning to the table. this time, there was little discussion shared between the two girls as they ate, shoveling down food frantically. within minutes, they both found themselves staring at yet another empty plate.
    "what the hell is up with this food today? It tastes awesome, but I'm still starving!" Momo stated in frustration. Ochaco nodded in agreement, a confused look on her face.
    "...Maybe we should get a plate of vegetables? that always fills me up"
    "might as well give it a try" Momo responded. within minutes the two girls had retrieved plates stacked high with greens. Ochaco sighed, trying to ignore the copious amounts of butter dripping off the veggies and dug in.
    "this is even better than the pizza!" she exclaimed, her eyes lighting up as the delicious taste hit her mouth. Momo shook her head in agreement, her mouth too full of food to respond. It took less than a minute for them to clear their plates. they sat looking at the empty plates in silence. then Ochaco's belly let forth an audible growl.
    "dammit, I'm still starving!" Momo yelled, slamming her hand on the table.
    "maybe they did something to the food here?" Ochaco proposed halfheartedly. Momo threw her hands up.
    "who knows. screw this, let's go back to U.A. the cafeteria's about to open anyway." she jumped up in a huff. Ochaco stood up as well, brushing off crumbs from her skirt before pulling it back down to cover her rump.
    "darn skirt must be getting too small" she noted casually, before following her friend out of the restaurant.


    like a lifting fog, the fuzziness clouding Tsuyu's mind cleared.
    "ribbit..." the sound came like a groan, and she tried to collect her thoughts enough to remember what she was doing.
    "I went to the nice old man's house for dinner, and I was -I still am- very hungry... he gave me a lot of food, but the more I ate the hungrier I got... but for some reason, it got harder to eat" she blinked, then realized the table was still in front of her. she leaned forward instinctively to grab a dinner roll from the table, but felt herself stopped by something. she looked down, and her already wide eyes almost bulged out of her sockets. she had become unrecognizable to herself. her body, which had been lean and athletic this morning, was now swallowed under untold hundreds of pounds of bulging fat. her perky tits had swollen into bloated slabs of fat that sagged heavily down on top of her gargantuan belly. her stomach alone looked like it could have held her entire body at the size it was this morning, with room to spare. it stuck out grotesquely in front of her, spherical and taut. at some point she had parted her huge thighs to accommodate it's growth. she felt it hang heavily in front of her, straining her back.
    "this can't be real" she thought, lifting her pudgy hands and examining the swollen, sausage fingers before allowing them to explore her body. she rubbed her tight, bloated belly, hearing it gurgle. she tried to ignore the hunger she felt as it demanded even more food. compared to her monstrous gut, the rest of her growth seemed small. she slid her hands up under her breasts, which had given up their fight with gravity and hung grotesquely. while huge in their own right, they paled in comparison to her gut and hung like man-tits, connecting under her arm with a particularly hefty roll of back-fat. counteracting the weight of her bloated front, her gigantic fat ass spread out behind her over the bench, growing so far it began to spill out over the other side. it had swallowed up her hips and grown all the way up to her rib cage, where it created a rectangular shelf for her rolls to stack themselves on.
    "don't panic" the hero training kicked in, even as Tsuyu could feel herself beginning to hyperventilate. she tried to control her breathing and looked around, assessing the situation. in front of her was the table, still mysteriously covered in mountains of fatty foods despite her rampant gorging. plates had been cleared, meaning that her captors had been here recently. getting this fat so quickly meant she was also almost certainly under the control of a quirk, a powerful one which she did not recognize. it was possible she was even under the control of two separate quirks, since whatever had brainwashed her seemed to be waning, while her hunger was only continuing to intensify.
    "now for the worst part... trying to get this body moving..." she whispered to herself between wheezing breaths. she lashed out with her tongue to grab a dinner roll for good luck, before placing her fat arms on her knees. she flexed her legs to stand, and immediately the crushing weight of her body protested. she gasped, completely unprepared for the sheer weight of her lard-covered body. even with her quirk-augmented leg muscles, she strained to hoist her meaty gut. her belly let out another gurgle of protest.
    "I must be well over 600 pounds" she realized to her horror. she'd certainly never seen anybody nearly as fat as she was right now. another gurgle emanated from her expansive gut, and she gasped. before her eyes, her belly seemed to grow out even more as her flopping tits seemed to inch down further. the growth spurt was too much, and Tsuyu let out a "ribbit" of surprise as her precarious center of balance lurched forward to adjust, taking her entire body with it.
    Still honed to her lithe school-girl body, her instincts made her tubby arms shoot out to grab the table. up against over a quarter ton of jigging frog-girl, the thin wooden table didn't stand a chance. the front two table legs collapsed like tooth-picks under her weight, failing to slow her fall even a little bit as she landed with a painful slap on her gargantuan belly. she felt her entire body jiggle under the impact, before spreading out to her sides. the mounds of food on the table came sliding down it's length, flinging themselves at her and covering her under a pile of pastries, candies, and other deserts.
    "rib-URRRPP-bit" she let out the burp that the fall had pushed out from the depths of her cavernous stomach. her stubby arms tried to push the piles of food off of her as her tongue cleaned up the frosting and other messy food that had caked her chubby face.
    "It's like laying on a bed" she thought to herself, realizing that with the exception of her feettouching the floor, her entire body was being held aloft by her behemoth of a belly. she sighed, realizing that she had probably just immobilized herself.
    "Tsuyu, was that you? are you okay?" the old man's voice called from behind another door. Tsuyu's heart began to pound, panic once more setting in.
    "If he realizes I'm coherent, he might brainwash me again" she had to make it seem to her captors that she still under the effects of the brainwashing. "The only way to do that is to..." she sighed, looking down at the cluttered mountain of food that had piled itself in front of her. looks like she was gonna get a lot bigger before this ordeal would conclude. with a lot of reluctance but more than a little desire, she grabbed a handful of mushed cake and stuffed it into her waiting gullet. No sooner had she resumed her feasting than the old man walked back into the room. she tried to avoid looking directly at him for fear of him seeing the awareness in her eyes. she focused her attention on the food in front of her while trying to mimic the bovine expression she had had earlier.
    "you look like you took quite a tumble, miss. you okay?". Tsuyu responded with a generic "ribbit", otherwise ignoring the man. the old timer looked down at her with his trademark grin, but as he saw her vacant stare, his expression soured into a sneer.
    Then his face began to melt.
    Tsuyu managed to barely suppress a gasp with a well timed burp as she watched the man's face melt away, revealing disheveled blonde hair and a fanged grin. Tsuyu had seen that face more times than she would have ever wanted; Himiko Toga.
    "hello, Tsu-chan! You are looking so cute!" she squealed, flashing a smile devoid of sanity. Tsuyu fought a cringe at hearing the nickname uttered by the sadistic maniac.
    "Sorry I have to keep you brainwashed, Tsu-Chan. I wanted to make sure you were nice and round. I wouldn't want you waddling away from us and spoiling my plans" Toga was squatting right next to Tsuyu's head, speaking quietly into her ear as Tsuyu kept up her gorging. she pinched Tsuyu's chubby cheek, then moved her hand down to her flank to pat her like a prize hog.
    "You still look like an adorable frog! one of those fat froggies with their sides all puffed out!" Toga stuck her hands out to the sides, imitating being as rotund as Tsuyu, who had picked up her speed eating in a desperate attempt to stop herself from crying and giving herself away. Toga's hands stayed on Tsuyu, tenderly drawing her fingers down the side of Tsuyu's belly before sliding an exploratory finger up one of her back rolls.
    "you're gonna be even more adorable as a big ol' blobby ball of blubber! and your best friend Toga will be here, keeping your hungry tummy fed. and when your body can't take any more, I'll be right here to help you feel release." Toga laughed and climbed up on top of Tsuyu's enormous body, hugging the amphibian girl. Tsuyu frowned as she felt the crazy villain's arms sink into her soft sides from behind.
    "ball of blubber? help me 'release'? what is she-" then the memories came flooding back. Everything the old man had said, ringing in her mind. Tsuyu's hands stopped mid way to her face, a fist-full of birthday cake dropping right out of her hands as they paused in transit to her mouth.
    'at this rate, she's going to reach critical mass by tomorrow, maybe sooner' the words rung like a death knell in her head. she felt herself starting to panic.



    Ochaco followed Momo down the cafeteria line, both girls taking turns shoveling copious scoops of food onto their large trays.
    "If this doesn't fill me up, I'm gonna eat the damn damn tray next." Momo grumbled, her stomach grumbling with her. Ochaco nodded, the frown on her face deepening. their trip to the buffet seemed to have done nothing for either of their burgeoning appetites, nor had the repeated pit stops at the various corner stores and food carts on the walk back. she was still absolutely starving. the two girls power-walked back into the cafeteria, sitting at the closest table to the kitchen. Momo plopped down on the bench, her tray landing hard on the table. Ochaco slid in across from her friend, setting her tray down with more delicacy.
    "ugh, these stupid school uniforms were made for pre-teens..." Ochaco heard her friend grumble. she watched as the black-haired hero fumbled with the buttons on her jacket. Ochaco suppressed a snicker as she saw what her friend was talking about. Momo's considerable "assets", always the envy of the rest of the girls of U.A., were currently pushing their way out of her jacket. In fact, all her shirts looked about two seconds from bursting off of her. she watched as the last button freed the button down shirt, watching Momo gasp in relief as the shirt underneath pushed out, immediately un-tucking itself in the front. realizing she felt a bit of discomfort herself, Ochaco did the same. coming to the cafeteria early meant they'd be alone for a while, with no teachers to enforce the dress code. with the wardrobe adjustments out of the way Momo immediately started tearing into her tray, with Ochaco following suit. Ochaco stuffed a forkful into her mouth, and moaned in delight.
    "Oh. My. God. this is so good!" Momo exclaimed, redoubling her speed. mouth entirely full, Ochaco merely let out another delighted groan. Ochaco had never tasted food this good before in her entire life. every forkful of spaghetti and fist full of french fries flooded her mouth with a symphony of flavor, before sliding down her throat and into her demanding belly. even the churning of her filling stomach felt incredible beyond words. the next few minutes were a blur, with Ochaco cleaning out her plate only for Momo to come back with another for each of them. the only sounds that came from the two gorging heroes were a chorus of churning bellies, delighted moans, and slurping mouths.
    *SNAP* the two girl's shared hedonism was interrupted as Momo's shirt exploded, firing three buttons across the room and letting her massive tit-flesh spill out. the two girls went silent, both staring at Momo's enormous breasts as they strained over and against her impossibly tight bra. Momo's face went beet-red in an instant and her hands shot up to cover herself.
    "Uh, Momo? I don't think you were q-quite so... top heavy this morning." Ochaco managed to stammer out as Momo's eyes, wide as dinner plates, crept from her comically large tits to her gravity-defying friend. Momo watched the color that had covered her face drain away, leaving her ghost white.
    "I'm not the only one." Ochaco furled her brow in confusion, looking down to her own chest. sure enough, her shirt looked ready to explode. pale flesh shown clear as day through the stretched holes between the buttons. a clear outline of her bra was visible as it fought the hero's heavy tits. the two girls looked at each other, then looked down at their trays, which were well on their way to being cleared out the second time in less than five minutes.
    "M-Momo, I think something is wrong" Ochaco stuttered out, a look of serious concern on her face. her mind began racing as she began accounting for the thousands upon thousands of calories the two of them had ingested. they'd probably eaten a week's worth of food in the span of a few hours, and Ochaco was getting hunger pangs as though she'd gone all day without eating. she looked across to her friend, who seemed to have made similar mental equations.
    "This has to be a quirk. maybe it's an appetite stimulant. we need to stop eating right away." Momo didn't have to repeat that order. the hunger pain was there, but the desire to fulfill that need was entirely overshadowed by her newfound fear. the two girls pushed their food away as if it was poisonous. Momo stood up slowly, looking her body up and down as if for the first time. Ochaco suppressed a gasp. underneath her heavy tits, her shirt buttons strained to contain a significant pot belly. it had come completely untucked, and two pudgy love handles now poked out of her sides. underneath, her thick thighs chaffed and made her flowing skirt grip tight to her hips. even the sharp lines of her face had rounded out as a double chin appeared to be developing. of course, all this growth paled in comparison to her ridiculous bosom. Ochaco cringed, imagining how painful the poor girl's bra must have felt as it dug into her back and tits. the upper part of bright pink nipples sticking out hinted at the underwear's little remaining time as a wearable garment.
    Ochaco stood up after her friend, grunting in surprise as she felt gravity resist her efforts more intensely. her hands explored her body, feeling a soft, plush tummy that stuck out past her own boobs, which were thankfully at a much more manageable size than her friend's. then she saw her hips and gasped. below her waist, she looked like a different person. huge hips flared out to the sides, wobbling with every motion. her ass was positively corpulent, sticking out almost a foot behind her to create a small shelf. she felt it's crease as it spilled over her tree trunk thighs, which had begun to swallow her knees. her calves had encroached further, swallowing anything resembling an ankle. her dark stockings had stretched so far they were practically see-through, with a couple holes where her meaty thighs pushed through like rising dough. she realized in horror that her short skirt had been hiked up entirely by her fat ass, and now her panties could be seen even from the front. she grabbed the hem and pulled them down, grunting as she felt the elastic protest against the abuse.
    "how did this happen?" she asked, both to herself and to her friend.
    "it must have been passed to us during the day somehow, although there's no way to say how. when did we start getting all these urges?" Momo ruminated aloud. Ochaco snapped her fingers, her eyes lighting up.
    "the old man!" she exclaimed. "we got super hungry right after we helped him, and it was right before we binged at that buffet!" Momo nodded, continuing to think. then both girls gasped.
    "oh my god, Tsuyu!" Momo blurted out their shared realization.
    "oh no, she went along with him! if he's a villain, Tsu-Chan could be all alone with him! he even said he was going to get her dinner!" Ochaco reached into her pocket, procuring her phone. "I'm gonna ask her if she's okay"
    "wait!" Momo put her hand up, the motion causing a ripple along her massive tits. "if she is captured, a villain might have her phone and know we're suspicious." Ochaco frowned, thought for a bit, then unlocked her phone and started typing furiously. no sooner had she finished sending the message than they heard the noise and bustle of classmates down the hall. Ochaco's heart leapt.
    "oh no, I can't let Izu- uh any of our classmates like this!" she stammered. without hesitation, Momo reached towards her exposed bust, procuring two large trench-coats that she had created with her quirk. she threw one to Ochaco, who donned it with one swift motion, just as a group of classmates entered the door.
    "let's get this over with quickly..." Momo whispered, although Ochaco didn't need to be told as much. of course, Midoriya was in the lead of the procession, chatting away about training with Lida.
    "oh, uh, hi guys!" he said, waiving and stammering.
    "Hi!" Ochaco replied, wrapping the coat around her in a fairly unsuccessful attempt to look casual. Momo had quite a bit more success, smiling warmly.
    "wanna come join us for dinner?" Lida asked "I'd like to ask you about your strategy at the last training session. I think we could work out some great moves if we worked together!"
    "oh uh, thanks, but we just ate! we wanted to get a head start studying for the exams." Momo responded. Ochaco nodded along frantically.
    "can I join?!" Minoru Mineta appeared from behind Lida, sounding suspiciously overenthusiastic. a pink hand shot out, smacking the small student over the head.
    "we see through your tricks, perv" Mina castigated the little creep. Ochaco smiled a wordless thank you to the acid hero, who in return looked the girls up and down.
    "what's with the get-up?" she asked. Ochaco's breath caught in her mouth.
    "Oh! uhh..."
    "It's laundry day!" Ochaco finally spoke up, saving a thankful Momo. "we're wearing these so that we don't get caught out of dress code." Mina nodded, seeming to buy it. some of the other students were already making their way to the cafeteria line.
    "alright, well see ya!" Momo said, walking briskly out of the room with Ochaco in tow.
    "was Momo's face always that round?" they heard Mineta say to Mina from behind them, which was followed by another yelp as the horned hero smacked him. Ochaco saw Momo blush, but she said nothing. the two girls nearly ran to Ochaco's room, where they slammed the door and shared a deep sigh of relief.
    *RRIIIIPP* this time the sound of snapping fabric echoed out from under both of the girl's coats, which had already gone from loose to hugging their plump curves.
    Ochaco yelped in shock, while Momo merely groaned in exasperation. both girls shed their trench coats to examine the damage. the loudest rip had come from Momo's bra, which had finally lost it's battle against her gargantuan rack. the creation hero's gigantic tits could probably more accurately be described as udders now. the corpulent orbs of flesh hung heavy and round, their youthful perkiness fighting their immense weight. Momo sighed. her delicate pink nipples has stretched out to the size of tea plates, and hung pointing towards the ground. she grabbed one in each hand, letting out a small grunt as she felt their weight and watching the supple flesh spill over her arms. Ochaco watched, too perplexed to look away as Momo pushed her cow-tits aside to look at her newly acquired gut. the heavy belly had burst forth from the confines of her tattered shirt and hung over her skirt, which hugged on to her hips for dear life. her thighs were about the size of Ochaco's own back when they were at the cafeteria, albeit much less defined. her bright red panties were barely visible under her gut, despite the fact that even her crotch had become turgid with fat, stretching that underwear to it's limit. Momo took one look at her obese frame in the mirror mounted on the wall, brought her pudgy hands up to her round face, and started crying. Ochaco walked up to her and they embraced, feeling their bulging rolls rub up against each other.
    "come on. we've gotta stay strong, go find Tsuyu, and turn our bodies back to normal." Ochaco said. she felt Momo nod. They ended the embrace and the black haired hero wiped the tears from her face. out of the corner of her eye, Ochaco looked over her shoulder in the mirror. she found herself looking at a parody of her former body.
    the most glaring aspect of her transformation was her ass. it was gargantuan. her bulging ass cheeks had expanded out in every direction, sticking out well over a foot and swallowing up her hips to create a shelf where her lower back once was. her panties were in tatters, with bits of fabric sticking out from between her ass cheeks being the only evidence that she had been wearing any. her tights had been ravaged as well, shredded by tree trunk thighs that she doubted she could even wrap an arm around. their growth had spilled over her knees and touched her swollen calves, which had done the same to her ankles. she turned around to see her front, which had fared little better. her shirt had managed to hold on by one desperate button hidden under her rack, which had spilled out over her bra rather than burst forth from it. her belly had also freed itself, spilling out onto her lap even from a standing position. it looked much larger than Momo's, and had separated itself into an upper and lower belly, with the lower one being forced by her thighs and hips to spill out over her crotch in a V shape that fortunately covered her modesty despite her not wearing anything covering her privates.
    "well..." Ochaco finally stated, trying valiantly to keep the sadness out of her voice. "looks like laying off the food doesn't seem to keep the weight from piling on." Momo nodded, and Ochaco could tell that the creation hero's resolve was being kept in tact by her own.
    "if we keep growing at this rate, we're going to be an immobile blobs by tomorrow." Momo finally stated, her focus shifting from her body to their mission. "we have to find Tsu-Chan and reverse the effects of this quirk while we still have whatever fight is left in us." Ochaco nodded, glad to have something to draw her attention away from herself. Momo continued talking, pulling school clothes the size of small tents out from her jiggling belly.
    "first, we need some new clothes. put these on. I made them loose so we'll have room to grow.' Ochaco nodded, ripping off the scraps of clothing still valiantly clinging to her and reaching for the ridiculously proportioned clothes.
    "next, we'll need to get to the old man's house and try to figure out what his plans are and where Tsuyu is. we'll probably have to play stupid and eat some of his food in the mean time, so pretend you don't notice how fat you've gotten." Ochaco nodded with determination as she watched her friend cinch her tits up into a bra that probably could have been used as a Hammock by somebody less enormous.
    Their discussion was interrupted suddenly by Ochaco's phone, which she checked immediately.
    "showtime." Ochaco said, and Momo smiled.



    Tsuyu could sense that her body was beginning to lose the fight to keep up with her weight gain. she could feel the thick rolls of her skin begin to be outpaced by the endless pounds of fat filling up her body. the mattress of her belly, which now probably held over half of her body weight, had gone from a double to a sizable queen. her feet had long since stopped begin able to reach the floor, and were now in the process of being pushed out and up as her swelling thighs forced her legs apart. each of her beefy ass cheeks were now the size of exercise balls, with nearly as little give. even her tits, the last to grow, were now puffing out to cover her field of view, her dark brown nipples re-emerging from under their sagging flesh and puffing out to the size of dinner plates. the back rolls that had earlier connected to them had swollen out into one large curve from her ass all the way to her meaty shoulders.
She could see none of this, as her double chin had swallowed her neck from chin to shoulders and prevented any movement that wasn't opening her mouth to be fed. from deep within her echoed an endless cacophony of gurgling and groaning as her bottomless stomach churned tirelessly, filling her up without any regard for the strain her body was under. Toga had not let her out of her sight, nor given her any reprieve from feasting. She seemed to have taken a liking to feeding Tsuyu herself, and was now sitting on a stool, shoveling rice into the frog hero like coal into a freight train.
    "greedy froggy, like a pig! swollen froggy, round and big!" Toga chanted as she shoved the huge cooking spoon into Tsuyu's mouth, who dutifully swallowed it before opening her wide maw for another. Toga had been singing this made up nursery rhyme for the last few minutes, ever since they'd run out of sweets. she'd forced the old man to cook huge quantities of rice instead, and now an endlessly refilling vat of it sat next to Toga.
    "Tubby froggy, likes to eat! bloated froggy, full of meat!" the rice was over-cooked and mushy, little more than slop, but to Tsuyu's starving taste buds it might as well have been ambrosia.
    "hungry froggy, you can't stop! Pretty froggy, you. will. POP!!!" the insane villain threw her hands up, scattering a huge spoonful of rice into the air and making a 'poof' noise with her mouth. Tsuyu fought more tears back, as she had been every time the monstrous blonde reached the last verse. the force feeding was unnecessary, of course. Tsuyu's arms were too fat to move around and feed herself, but she had already shown she was capable of feeding herself with her tongue. Yet still the villain persisted, scooping up another spoonful.

    Suddenly, a muffled ringing noise interrupted the torturous cycle of singing and stuffing. Tsuyu felt a vibration somewhere beneath her expansive belly, and realized that underneath her lard, her phone was still on. Toga looked to Tsuyu, who opened her mouth expectantly and focused on showing off the perfect blank stare.
    "silly me, forgetting to grab your phone from you. Not that those stubby fingers of yours could have dialed anybody anyway." she walked out of Tsuyu's view, and the hero felt a probing arm slide under her bulk. Toga walked back, phone in hand as she read the text aloud.
    "'hiya Tsu-Chan! are you still at that nice old man's house? we're absolutely starving!' wow, guess your friends are almost as gluttonous as you are, Tsu-chan! better text them the address so they can come join us for dinner! that is, if you have room for seconds of course..." she said to the rotund frog-girl before cackling at her own joke. Tsuyu watched as Toga texted her friends the address. she then picked up the vat of rice and began walking out of the room.
    "if you'll excuse me, I need to freshen up for our guests. sorry to so rudely interrupt your meal, but I'd hate to have you go and pop before your friends get to see what they have to look forward to!" she cackled and walked out, leaving Tsuyu the room all to herself. she closed her eyes, thankful to the growling of her cavernous belly for drowning out her sobbing.


    Ochaco sucked in a ragged breath of air, wheezing and groaning with effort. She placed her hand on a nearby stoplight to catch her breath, trying to ignore the creaking metal as she leaned on it. with her other she tried wiping her sweat-soaked brow, to little avail.
    "Why haven't you been using your powers to help you move?" Momo chimed in from behind her. Ochaco turned to look at her friend. Momo had started using her powers to try and keep the weight off, dropping a constant supply of those Russian dolls she liked to make. a string of them trailed off behind them, marking their slow trudge. it seemed to be working so far, as it had managed to slow her growth down to manageable levels. she had managed to stay small enough that her gigantic clothes had managed to stay relatively loose on her. Apart from her ridiculous tits of course, which were about the size of the poor girl's head and were threatening to burst out of her top again.
    "I... have... been" she said between gasping breaths. even using her powers, her weight was unbearable. she turned them off to let her powers rest, and her knees almost buckled as the full weight of her body came crushing down on her struggling legs. without any powers of her own to slow it down, Ochaco's weight gain seemed to be accelerating. the baggy clothes she had put on so recently was already straining to contain her corpulent rolls of flab. the skirt that had gone almost to her knees was now threatening to expose her gigantic ass to the world. taking a queue from fat people she had seen in the past, she had opted to tuck her lower belly under her dress and into her stockings, but the apron of fat was now poking out from under the skirt. her thighs had also not been spared the rampant growth, and she was now certain there was no way she could wrap both of her arms around them. she had never had to deal with chaffing thighs before, and had decided fairly quickly that she hated it. her inner thighs felt like the inside of an oven, and her stockings had worn down so much that holes had started to form. she had tried to keep her legs spread to lessen the discomfort, but the unceasing swelling had quickly closed any thigh gap she tried to create. now her waddling gait was permanent, forcing her to swing her immense body weight from one huge leg to the other to keep moving. even worse than the chaffing was the sweating. the day was cool, but Ochaco was dying of heat from the incredible exertion. her underwear and stockings were soaked through, like she'd just gotten out of the pool. her white buttoned shirt and and green skirt fared little better, with the former turning see through in places and the latter clinging wetly to her ass. she was thankful for the valiant effort of her jacket to keep her covered, though the straining buttons told her she'd need to ask Momo for a new one soon.
    "Come on, Ochaco. we're almost there, and people are staring." the gravity hero felt her chubby cheeks redden as she looked up to see a bunch of bystanders quickly avert their eyes, while others continued brazenly staring in awe at her. across the street, she watched a young kid point directly at her and whisper something to his mother, who shushed him and dragged him along by the arm.
    "Momo may look like a fatty, but I look like a circus freak! I'm probably the fattest person any of these people have ever seen..." Ochaco felt tears start to form in her eyes, but another set of chubby fingers intertwined with hers, and she looked up to see Momo's cherubic face looking at her.
    "listen to me, it's all okay! these people all probably think you just have a weird quirk! we'll get our old bodies back, but in the meantime pretend you're like the female Fat Gum or something!" Ochaco smiled at that. she had certainly passed even Fat Gum in weight by now, but the support of her friend was still valuable. she nodded, wiping the tears out of her eyes.
    "okay, lets go save our friend!" she responded, resolve returning to her eyes. Momo smiled, happy to see her motivation worked. she stood up straight and re-activated her powers, feeling her hair stand on end as the crushing weight of her body was relieved. the nausea came back as well, stronger this time.
    "so here's the plan" Momo began as they continued their trek. "one of us goes inside and plays along with whatever is going on inside. the other one will wait and come in as back up when the trap is sprung."
    "I'll be the bait." Ochaco responded immediately, raising her hand up before Momo could protest. "listen. you have a way stronger quirk than I do, even when I don't have to devote half of my power to staying on my feet. besides, I... at the rate I'm growing, I don't think I'll be able to walk for much longer, quirk or not." Momo sighed, then nodded. she closed her hands, then opened them again to reveal a small black device.
    "this is your panic button. press it and I'll break into the house to give you support. try to wait as long as you can and gather information. okay?" Ochaco nodded in return and put it in her pocket. Momo's phone buzzed, and she looked at it.
    "Okay, GPS says we're here. you ready?"
    "ready!"
    "good luck" Momo patted her on the shoulder, and the two girls parted ways. Ochaco turned and began walking the steps up to the house. the house itself was huge, closer to a mansion. it was a pleasant, welcoming looking house with well maintained lawn, completely different from the stereotypical 'villain's lair' she expected. she knocked on the door, which opened wide to reveal...
    "Tsuyu?!" Ochaco barely stopped herself from blurting the name out in surprise. the vacant stare of her froggy friend looked completely at ease. she certainly looked to have gained some weight, but compared to Ochaco and Momo she looked skinny as a rail.
    "uh... Hi Tsu-Chan!" Tsuyu smiled, then her mouth went wide with surprise as she saw her friend's blubbery body. "He must have used his quirk on you, too!" she blurted out.
    "um, what?"
    "the old man we helped! his quirk is 'weight change'. if he touches you he'll make you start gaining or losing weight. he must have accidentally activated it on you too. he's gonna feel so sorry."
    "oh, uh, really?! wait, if he can fix us, then why are you still chubby?" Tsuyu croaked a small laugh in response.
    "when I got here I started eating everything in sight. Riku realized what happened, but everything tasted so good I didn't want to stop. I was almost as big as you- no offense- when I finally stopped, but I'd gotten so large that he couldn't change me back all at once. I guess I really am a greedy froggy..." she said, croaking a little laugh to herself. Ochaco sighed with unbridled relief. if the man could change them back, it would be like this whole nightmare never happened. she almost mentioned Momo waiting outside.
    "I can't. not until I know for certain it's okay." she thought to herself.
    "where is the man right now?"
    "oh, Riku? he's making more food. I figured you might as well enjoy yourself while you wait for his quirk to recharge. you did text me about eating, right?"
    'Oh, uh... yeah!" she followed her amphibian friend down the spacious hallways, making sure not to knock anything over with her spacious hips. Tsuyu walked into the dining room, Ochaco lumbering in behind her. inside was a table covered end to end in take-out food. at the end of it, the same old man was setting the table. he looked up, his eyes widened in surprise as he saw Ochaco enter the room.
    "hello, Riku. I was just telling Ochaco here about how you can change her back once your 'weight change' quirk is powered up again!" the man's brow furrowed in confusion for a split second before his expression changed to a smile.
    "ah yes, of course. in the mean time, why don't you two sit down to eat? I'm sure you're both starving. this bench over here can more than accommodate your weight, miss." he waved his hand over to a very sturdy chair that Ochaco waddled over to and plopped heavily down, turning off her quirk as she did so. the sudden movement brought a very familiar sound to Ochaco's ear; ripping fabric and popping buttons. Ochaco gasped, looking down at her torn open jacket and skirt. her boobs, almost on par with Momo's now once again fought with her extra large bra as they lay on top of her upper belly. beneath it, her lower belly spread out like an apron and covered her considerable lap. her ass and hips managed to spill over all four sides of the bench at once. even from her sitting position, her thigh meat created a cleft that covered her knees. her face turned a shade of crimson as she looked to the other two dinner guests. Tsuyu's eye's had lit up, staring at Ochaco's fat rolls with... desire? Riku on the other hand was nonchalant.
    "don't worry, my dear. many a house guest has outgrown their clothes in my house. please, eat." Tsuyu giggled at the comment and immediately dove into her food. Ochaco, her belly roaring with it's persistent hunger, decided to do the same. as the two girls devoured the take-out, Ochaco contemplating calling Momo and telling her to join in.
    "no... something is wrong... wait. outgrown clothes?" Ochaco looked over to Tsuyu. the frog hero's clothes were very much in tact, despite her apparent gain and loss of so much weight so quickly. then the pieces started falling into place. she looked to the man, who's eyes she noticed kept flicking nervously between Tsuyu and herself. the cane that he had been using was now mysteriously absent and for some reason he was feeding two strangers all of this food.
    "so why didn't Momo come with you?" Tsuyu broke the silence, speaking in between big mouth fulls of food.
    "she wanted to stay back at school. Riko didn't shake her hand, remember?" Ochaco bluffed. Tsuyu shot a glance to Riko, who stayed silent.
    "oh yeah, I must have forgot about that." Tsuyu replied. Ochaco nodded and kept eating with one hand. with the other she slowly reached into her pocket, and pressed the button.
    an entire wall of the room exploded.
    Riko, the closest, was flung over the table by the blast. Tsuyu swore and reached for something from under the table. Ochaco grabbed the table and turned off it's gravity, throwing it up just in time for a flying knife to bury itself in the hardwood. Momo ran- or waddled briskly at least- into the room, a shield appearing in her hand just in time to block another knife. the Tsuyu doppelganger turned and ran out of the room. Riko raised his hand for assistance, but the the fake Tsuyu batted it away.
    "that Tsuyu's an imposter!" Ochaco yelled to Momo as she untethered her own gravity to allow for movement again. she ran over to the old man, who coughed and looked up to her. he raised his hands in a motion of surrender.
    "please, that woman's got my wife! she forced me to do it! I'll accept whatever punishment I am due, but right now your friend doesn't have much time!" Ochaco had no idea what the man meant, but helped him up anyway. as their hands touched, Ochaco felt her hunger evaporate in an instant. her eye's widened in surprise as she realized what the man did.
    "thank me later. we have to go now!" she nodded and as a group, the three of them chased her down the corridors. as they ran, an odd sound began to echo through the halls.
    "it sounds like when my own belly was gurgling..." Ochaco though. except it was much, much louder.

    Tsuyu could feel her time coming. her body had stopped expanding, and with no room to grow she could feel the pressure starting to build as the countless hundreds of pounds inside her fought for room.  the hunger she felt was now a stabbing pain as her churning belly groaned ceaselessly for food. always more food. Of course, this wasn't the only pain she felt. she wheezed and gasped for air as gravity pressed her own immense weight down against her lungs and organs. her swelling limbs were being pulled out like a rack as her arm and leg fat pushed her apart. her skin was stretched to it's limit, and now her all the endless fat was no longer making her wider.

It were making her denser.

    The pain was still tolerable, but the sounds were much less so. in addition to the sounds of her gurgling gut, a new noise arose. a creaking, stretching sound emanated from all around her body, that Tsuyu had earlier realized to her horror was her own skin reaching it's limits.
    Suddenly, a distant explosion rocked the building. Tsuyu's eyes lit up.
    "somebody is coming for me" the pain and fear dissolved as a flicker of hope was kindled within her. with that hope kindled, her training sprung back into action.
    "I have to find a way to be useful" her training kicked in and she scanned the room to what little degree she could see with her head encased in fat. her eyes immediately flicked to Toga's combat syringes on the table, which she had left with the rest of her clothes before taking on Tsuyu's form. she lashed out with her tongue, spooling it around the device. with a yank she managed to disconnect it from the device and pull it back, careful to avoid pressing the lever. She pulled it into her mouth, storing it just as she heard footsteps fast approaching. She tried to ignore the discomfort of storing even something within the cramped confines of her fecundity and instead focused on assuming her blank stare, just in time for Toga to burst into the room still disguised as Tsuyu herself. She rushed to the pile of clothes and Tsuyu's breath caught, but Toga seemed to not notice the missing syringe and grab a knife instead. Tsuyu realized the haste was warranted, as three people ran in hot on her trail.
    Or rather, one person ran in and the two waddled behind him, sucking in gasping breaths of air. the first, Tsuyu immediately recognized as Riku, the old man who's quirk had gotten them into this mess. Right behind him came her friend Momo, multiple hundreds of pounds heavier than she had been when when they'd last seen each other, and the front of her shirt had busted clear open. Tsuyu found it unsurprising that her friend's luck in the genetic lottery hadn't disappeared with her waistline, and her already heavy chest was now enormous. each one looked the size of an over-inflated basketball, but jiggled and wobbled with every little movement. already out of her shirt, they seemed intent on busting out of her bra next and flopping on to her ample belly. her belly was one soft, plush mass of flesh that had slipped out of her dress and now hung heavily over the top of it. her sizable thighs rubbed together all the way down to the knee and her hips flared out almost a foot to either side. her face had been relatively untouched by the gain, save for an understated double-chin and a plump rounding to her cheeks.

    The second girl was much, much worse off. her face was almost malformed by the folded layers of her fat. her cheeks were swollen and sagging with jowls and her neck had not one, but two heavy rolls that encircled her throat from chin to chest. Tsuyu hadn't even been able to recognize Ochaco at first glance, her brown hair and red cheeks the only features that Tsuyu could use to identify her. the gravity hero's tits were only a little smaller than Momo's udders, but compared to the rest of her body they looked almost petite. her belly was significantly larger, and a fold in the middle had partitioned it into halves. the upper belly alone was almost the size of Momo's entire gut, and her lower belly had connected with her love handles to create a jiggling apron of fat that sagged almost to her knees. it might have hung lower, had it not been for her humongous waist creating a shelf for her handles and her thighs being so bloated with lard. Tsuyu was most amazed by the size of her friend's hips. the corpulent flesh of her sides must have been wider than Tsuyu's own somehow, over half as wide across as Ochaco was tall. her legs were splayed out at a 30 degree angle yet still her thighs rubbed together all the way down to her knee, or at least where Tsuyu assumed her knee was under the blanket of flab that had covered it. the gravitational hero was unsurprisingly gasping for breath. Tsuyu was amazed her friend was even capable of standing, regardless of how much of the strain she was able to relieve with her quirk.
    "where are you hiding Tsuyu, Toga? shed the disguise, we know it's you!" Momo yelled in her best 'valiant hero' voice. the command looked silly coming from a morbidly obese schoolgirl in shredded clothing, and Toga burst out into her trademark laugh, shedding Tsuyu's skin until she stood naked in front of them.
    "what, you don't recognize your dear friend Tsu-Chan?" Toga flicked her knife up and pointed at Tsuyu. both of her friends gasped, realizing that the gurgling, creaking ball of flesh was their friend.
    "what... what did you do to her?!" demanded Ochaco, finally regaining her composure.
    "exactly what I did to you two. only difference is I was nice and hospitable and kept that hungry belly fed! of course, the brainwashing serum I gave her may have kept her from questioning why exactly that hunger wouldn't go away."
    "Tsu-Chan, are you okay? can you hear me?" Momo called out to Tsuyu, who had no choice but to ignore the plea while Toga was looking at her.
    "Don't bother, she can't hear you." Momo took a step forward, but Toga's knife flashed out once more, pressing up against the rotund frog-girl's taut skin. the two heroes froze.
    "ah, ah, ah! stop right there. I almost hate to spoil the surprise for when the two of you become adorable blimps like Tsu-Chan, but all those lovely pounds aren't going to keep piling up forever. just like our darling froggy, your bodies are eventually going to hit a limit, and POP! no more hero. Tsu-Chan isn't quite there yet, but one prick from this knife and this big ol' belly will burst wide open!" Ochaco's eyes darted to Tsuyu's in horror. Tsuyu looked down to make sure Toga wasn't looking, and looked back to give Ochaco a wink. Ochaco's eyes widened as she realized her friend had a plan, before darting back to Toga.
    "you know, Toga. I think you've failed to account for another 'adorable blimp' in the room. Toga's brow furled in confusion. Ochaco smiled as she watched the villain take a step away from Tsuyu, towards them.
    "what are you talking about?" Toga said, her knife flashing from Tsuyu's rotund body to point at Ochaco's.
    "tell me, are you getting hungry? maybe feeling a little sluggish?"
    "what are you..." Toga said, before looking down at her body. she gasped. her slight frame was starting to disappear. it was subtle, but her hips showed a noticeable flair and a pot belly had begun to form on her stomach. her eyes darted to Riko.
    "you!" she shouted to Riko, who matched her steely gaze as she realized he had touched her in the living room.
    "I couldn't let you go without you giving me my wife back." he explained, in a matter of fact tone.
    "put the knife down, Toga. you've already lost." Ochaco said. Toga screamed, about to lunge forward.
    *shink* the sound of sliding metal cut silenced the room as the villainous blonde stopped dead in her tracks as her face went pale. the girl turned, her eyes following Tsuyu's tongue all the way from her mouth towards the syringe that was sticking out of her lower back. she looked back up to Tsuyu, her face contorted with confusion and shock.
    "but... you-" the sentence was cut short by a second flash of her tongue as it drove hard into Toga's stomach, sending her careening to the ground in front of Momo. springing to action, the black haired hero procured a set of cuffs from her significant belly and snapped them onto the villain before she could recover. seeing the opening, Riko ran over to Tsuyu, placing hand on her abundant belly. immediately, the gurgling and creaking ceased and Tsuyu breathed a sigh of relief, spooling her tongue back into her body.
    "are you okay?" Ochaco waddled over to her spherical friend, who let out a "ribbit" of confirmation. she turned to Riko.
    "thank you so much, sir. if your power is charged up, could you return my friend to normal so we can help you find your wife?" Ochaco pleaded. the man's aged face sagged morosely. he sighed and responded.
    "the villain lied to you, miss. my quirk isn't weight manipulation. it only causes weight gain. I can turn it off, but I can't reverse it. I'm afraid the two of you are going to have to lose this the conventional way." the words came to Ochaco like a kick in her enormous gut. she looked down at her body, at the countless hundreds of sagging pounds of fat that had been unwillingly pumped into her and realizing that it was her own. her legs buckled and she plopped heavily to the ground, turning off her powers and feeling her leg fat spill across the ground and her sweaty rolls fold over each other. she almost began sobbing, but stopped herself and looked up to Tsuyu, who looked to be experiencing similar shock.
    "whatever I'm feeling, she's feeling way worse. I need to stay strong for her" she thought to herself. she collected herself and looked back up to the old man and Momo, trying to keep her voice at an even pitch.
    "I'll stay with Tsu-Chan and call for help. you two find out what Toga did with Riko's wife." the two of them nodded, both trying and failing to keep more than a little pity out of their expressions. they grabbed the flailing Toga under her arms and dragged her out of the room, with only Tsuyu's wheezing breaths making noise.
    "Ochaco?" Tsuyu finally croaked out.
    "yeah, Tsu-Chan"
    "can you use your powers on me?"
    "sure, Tsu-Chan." she leaned over and put her hand on her friend, who stopped gasping and took a deep, full breath of air.
    "thanks, Ochaco." she said, breathing deeply.
    "no problem, Tsu-Chan." Ochaco leaned on her froggy friend and the two shared a nice, long cry.
   "get off me!" Toga screeched, kicking and struggling at her restraints. Momo and Riku ignored her, dragging her back into the living room and dropping her onto the bench in front of the full table of food. Momo tied her legs to the bench.
    "you're never going to see your wife again, you hear me?! she's gonna die in the cell I locked her in you traitor!" her legs kicked out but
    "what do we do with her?" Momo whispered to Riku, who simply smiled at Toga.
    "what we do, is wait." he said, sitting down casually at the table. Toga stared daggers at him, but Momo could see the hints of confusion in her eyes.
    "I'm never going to tell you where she is. you 'heroes' are too goody-goody for torture, anyway." she was clearly trying to lash out, but the man ignored her and simply picked a candy bar, motioning with it for Momo to sit at the table as well. As Momo sat, she looked at Toga's eyes, which tracked the motion of the snack. still smiling, the man waved it back and forth as Toga's mouth went slack.
    "oh dear, are you feeling a bit peckish?" the man inquired, feigning innocence.
    "N-no! let me go!" she snapped back, but Momo could see her eyes drifting back to the food. Momo could see the struggle in her eyes as she fought to concentrate.
    "No wonder Tsuyu managed to eat herself into a blob." whatever that serum was, it was strong.
    "now, this make come as a surprise to you, but I despise you and what you made me do to these heroes." Toga had stopped responding, and was putting all her effort into simply maintaining concentration.
    "now, I'm no hero. If it were up to me I'd remove those handcuffs and let you walk right out the front door. You could spend your last few days going through exactly what you put that girl in the other room through before your fat ass detonates in somebody else's living room." Toga's eyes went wide with horror.

"But, letting a villain go would besmirch this heroes record, and I already owe them more than I could ever repay. I owe it to them to arrest you. However, I do not owe it to you to release you from my quirk. So, your options right now are to either tell me where my wife is now, and I'll deactivate my quirk." the man grabbed her shoulder, pulling her head in close so he could whisper into her ear. "or you could keep that information to yourself. You'll be locked in a cell, alone and helpless as you watch your own body swallow itself in fat. You look like a tough girl. I bet you could get get even bigger than Tsuyu before... well... boom." Toga's eyes were as wide as dinner plates. she couldn't comprehend much, but she had spent more than enough time around evil men to know when somebody wasn't bluffing with their threats. she conceded, shakily whispering an address into the man's ear. he patted her on the shoulder, standing up to leave.
    "buh... but..." Toga slurred, barely managing to get any words out.
    "nope, not yet. I can't have you giving me the wrong address or trying to run away. you stay right here and wait for the authorities." the man untied her, leaving but left her handcuffs on. "if you get hungry, feel free to help yourself to some dinner." he gestured towards the pile of food. her panic finally lost the battle with her hunger, and the blonde villain's eyes glazed over. with her arms incapacitated she dove head first into the table, chomping at the food with her fanged teeth.
    "ready to go?" Riku asked, turning to Momo.
    "ye-yes sir" she stammered, glad he was on her side.

    The address that Toga had given the was fairly close, and they arrived soon enough that Momo hadn't even had to take a break to rest her strained legs. Riku had finally gotten around to removing the effects of his quirks on her, and the immediate relief of her disappearing hunger took her breath away. of course, it didn't take the back pain from her massive udders away, but after a long day of new and mostly unpleasant sensations, any relief was welcome. at the moment, her fatty tits were hidden behind another coat she had created to hide her flabby mass. they arrived at a warehouse with a door closed with a padlock and chain.
    "I should have asked about a key." Riku said, but Momo simply shrugged and reached under her coat, pulling out a heavy set of bolt cutters. the old man looked surprised.
    "Where did that come from?" Riku inquired.
    "my quirk. I can convert body-fat to weapons and tools." she responded as she cut the chain, pulling it away from the door.
    "well, I suppose you've got quite the surplus of resources now." Riku had meant it as a joke, but the comment stuck with her.
    "he's right. when Riku's quirk was activated on me, I had an almost infinite supply of material for my quirk. not to mention all the surface area these flabby rolls provide..." she hated to admit it, but with the exception of her limited mobility, Riku's quirk and hers together could be very formidable. the creaking of the rusty metal door snapped her out of the thought she was lost in, and she followed him in. the inside was as worn down as the outside, and empty save for a large chair with an even larger woman in it. she seemed to be almost as heavy as Momo, but with her weight distributed more towards her hips. like Riku, she had grey hair and seemed fairly old. when looked up and saw the two of them, her round cheeks formed dimples as she smiled brightly, beautiful despite her age and weight.
    "she made you use your quirk on your wife?!" she blurted out, horrified by the idea. Riku cringed as his face went red. his wife put her hands on her ample belly and immediately started laughing, a deep rich sound that echoed in the empty building.
    "no dear, that wretched woman did nothing of the sort. All this weight was put on quite consensually." she stated in a matter-of-fact tone as her husband untied her from the chair.
    "oh, uh... I am so sorry" it was Momo's turn to go red with embarrassment, but the woman waived it away with a gesture of her hand.
    "don't worry dear, it's not like he doesn't use it on me anyway." Momo's mouth hung agape, trying to process why anybody would willingly subject themselves to the old man's quirk.
    "Himari..." Riku addressed his wife, as if she had shared a deep secret.
    "oh, stop it dear. she's in this mess because of us anyway." she turned to Momo "My dear husband is very fond of woman of our "physique", and I don't mind a couple extra pounds in exchange for food tasting as good as it does when he's used his quirk on me." a 'couple of pounds' was putting their morbid obesity very lightly. Momo looked down at her own body, with her tits straining out of her tent sized coat.
    "people... like this?" she hadn't ever really thought about it before, but she supposed it wasn't the craziest thing she'd ever heard. she looked to Riku, who looked like he'd seen a ghost.
    "don't worry, dear. she won't tell anybody our little secret." Himari said, wrapping her plush arms around her husband. she turned to Momo. "you're lucky he has me. he'd be quite the villain with his powers..." she wasn't wrong. she could think of a few villains who's quirks and desires had been so perfectly matched, and they were all very, very dangerous. she smiled as she watched the couple embrace, happy that no such malice resided there. then, she had another idea.
    "um, Riku?" she interrupted their show of affection.
    "yes Momo?"
    "so um, can you control how intense your powers effect somebody?"
    "well, yes I can. why do you ask?" Momo smiled.
    "I have an idea"


A Few Months Later

    Ochaco would have never imagined it, but things at U.A. seemed to finally be getting back to normal. the thought brought a smile to her face as she walked down the hallway, flanked by a group of her female classmates as they all walked from class down to the hallway. listening to the casual conversation between her friends was refreshing to her. the normalcy of the U.A. routine was what she had needed after the fallout from their clash with Toga.
    the school board had discussed punishment for the three girls for acting out and trying to tackle a villain on their own, but the administrators had taken one look at their obscenely bloated bodies and decided they'd already been punished enough. the apprehension of a villain as dangerous as Toga helped their case as well. the blonde villain was pushing 500 pounds when Riku had finally released her from his quirk, and her own quirk was now useless, as no disguise could conceal her immense body. in the end they had decided on give them home suspensions, more as a way for them to keep hidden for a couple weeks than as a sincere punishment. Ochaco had spent the week trying her best to lose whatever weight she could and panicking about becoming the laughing stock of the campus. that fear had been in vain of course, as her classmates were elated to see her, regardless of how many hundreds of pounds more "her" there was. what she'd been less prepared for was the incredible difficulty training was with her new body. even with the weight she had lost, she was still practically immobile without the use of her powers. conditioning training rendered her a useless sweaty mass within minutes, and with all her powers used to keep her legs from buckling under their weight she was practically quirkless in fight training.
    "I can't believe you managed to defeat so many robots today in the simulation!" Mina's voice snapped her Ochaco of her thoughts, and she looked to see the pink hero talking to Momo. while Ochaco was fighting successfully to shed the pounds, Momo seemed to have maintained or even expanded her corpulent body. on their first day back, Momo had confided in her that she had convinced Riku to keep his quirk activated on her, albeit less powerfully. Ochaco had been appalled by the decision, right up until she had seen her friend fight. all those hundreds of pounds of jiggling fat were a storehouse for her power, and all those rolls of skin were a conduit. Momo could conjure complex and powerful weapons in the blink of an eye, and even create things fast enough that she could use her quirk actively, firing steel beams and concrete like Shoto Todoroki could shoot his ice. her fighting confidence had transferred to real life confidence too. while Ochaco had opted to wear some gigantic track clothes instead of her skin tight uniform, Momo had elected to wear her famously revealing hero suit. her low cut, skin tight suit had turned into a cradle for her enormous gut, which had a habit of spilling out over her belt during combat. her belt itself did little to cover her tubby rear, and U.A. had forced her to wear some training shorts to at ensure she wasn't seen playing the hero in her underwear. the other modification to her uniform was reinforced clothing to keep her chest supported. this had been her decision, as her back was strained by the effort of keeping her huge udders up.
    "It was nothing, robots are my specialty." Momo replied modestly as ever between bites from a bag of chips. snack food was a new constant in Momo's life, and Ochaco never saw her without some sort of junk food in her hand. tight clothes seemed to be a new constant as well both in and out of her hero suit, and Ochaco always worried the creation hero would burst out of her top any second. Ochaco had begun to suspect that her friend was wearing the ill-fitting outfit on purpose. Momo acted as though her morbid obesity was something to flaunt instead of hide, and the attention she was getting from some boys made Ochaco suspect the confidence wasn't unfounded.
    "why don't you come hang out with us in town? we're going out for a bite to eat." Mina offered. Momo's eyes lit up at the thought of more food, but Ochaco responded before she had the chance.
    "We'd love to, but we've gotta go see Tsuyu. We've got our check-up with recovery girl today." Mina's face sunk at the mention of Tsuyu.
    "oh, okay. tell her we said hi and that we'd love to see her..."
    "Will do! I'm sure she'll be ready soon!" Ochaco responded optimistically as Momo and her broke off from the group, walking down a separate hallway towards Tsuyu's room.
    "Do you really think so?" Momo spoke up after they had been walking down the hallways of the school for a short while, startling Ochaco.
    "wh-what?"
    "do you think Tsuyu will be ready any time soon? she doesn't really seem to be getting much better." Ochaco sighed.
    "I hope so..." she had mostly told Mina that for her own sake. the reality was that Tsuyu had been hit hardest by the incident, both physically and mentally. even after losing considerable weight at home, she had returned to U.A. encased in lard so thick her limbs couldn't even move. Ochaco could still remember her froggy friend being delivered to school on the back of a flatbed, with only a tarp to cover her modesty. she had needed to levitate her friend into the makeshift garage that was to be her new room. it had happened late at night with only her two fat friends and a couple administrators. Ochaco had been planning on a reunion with the whole U.A. class, but Tsuyu had explicitly requested not to be seen by anybody, a decision she stuck with to this day.
    Ochaco and Momo arrived at the garage, knocking on the door. they heard some rustling inside, followed by a croaking voice
    "who is it" the nasally voice came out raspy, but recognizably Tsuyu's.
    "Hi, Tsu-Chan!" Ochaco responded. "it's Momo and I, can we come in?"
    "ribbit" she replied in begrudging assent. they pulled up the garage door, shedding light into the dark room. inside they saw Tsuyu, a flabby arm lifting to cover her squinting eyes as they adjusted to the evening light. Tsuyu's corpulent body was sitting splayed-leg on a queen size mattress on the floor, taking up most of it with her hundreds of pounds of flab. she was completely naked as always, the effort of trying to clothe herself being entirely too difficult. her belly continued to contain most of her weight, and right now it splayed over the side of the mattress onto the carpeted ground. it had lost it's rigidity as her skin had loosened up and her weight had gone down, and it looked half-deflated. even in this smaller state it looked like Tsuyu had swallowed something Ochaco's size. it had consumed the frog-girl. the swell of her gut taking up the entire front part of her body, going from chest all the way down to spilling out over her lap. the meaty rolls of fat that her tits had become laid heavily over the sides of it, and her brown nipples sagged towards the floor. her legs stuck out to either side to accommodate her girthy gut, and unlike Ochaco's smooth skin they were segmented into thick rolls of fat that obscured any definable separation point between calf, thigh and foot. even her feet were still swollen with fat, bloated all the way up to the toe. behind all of this, her ass flanked each side of her, making it look like she was sitting on a couch of her own lard. that too had sagged with the lost weight, giving it a gelatinous jiggle when she moved. even her face had acquired a sagging quality, and her deep set jowls and multiple heavy double chins flanked her wide face.
    "hiya, Tsu-chan. how are you feeling?" Ochaco asked, trying her best to sound cheerful.
    "fine." she responded, tersely. "let's get this over with." Ochaco sighed, giving up the attempt to be jovial.
    "I'm not just being nice, you know. I really mean it." she said as her and Momo walked over to the bloated frog hero. Tsuyu nodded, seeming to realize that she was in the wrong.
    "I'm sorry, I know you're trying to help. I just hate this part." Ochaco nodded, placing her hands on Tsuyu's enormous belly and rear to activate her quirk on her friend. then Ochaco and Momo grabbed their friend by each hand and pulled. with their combined effort and Ochaco's quirk, Tsuyu managed to get on to her feet. her enormous belly sagged down to her knees, yet still managing to stick out almost two feet in front of her. her legs parted out with their own girth and she waddled awkwardly, belly swaying like a pendulum between them. even with Ochaco nauseous from exertion, she could hear Tsuyu immediately start to gasp with breathless effort as beads of sweat started to form on her forehead. Momo grabbed a large dress, closer to a tent than a garment, and slid it over top Tsuyu to cover her modesty. slowly, they began their trek to the infirmary.

    The walk was, as always, terrible. the trek was only down a hallway, but to the three morbidly obese girls it might as well have been a marathon. Ochaco, being the smallest, was taking it the best. her weight loss mixed with her training regiment had more than prepared her for dealing with her girthy frame. her breathing was almost level, but much worse was her nausea. keeping Tsuyu's weight levitating was incredibly difficult, and one slip up would cause her friend's legs to give out immediately under her hundreds of pounds of jiggling flab. what weight that Ochaco couldn't relieve Tsuyu of was still causing her to gasp for air and soak her enormous dress with sweat. without any assistance of her own, Momo was sucking in air as well. to Ochaco's amazement, Momo had brought another candy bar out of her bag, and was greedily stuffing herself with it between gasping breaths. Tsuyu noticed, and stopped waddling.
    "Can... *wheeze* can I *wheeze* have  one?" Tsuyu managed to gasp between heavy breaths. Momo blinked, caught off guard by the request.
    "Oh, uh sure..." Momo said, pulling another out of her bag and offering it to the the corpulent frog girl.
    "wait, Tsuyu, what about your diet?" Ochaco interrupted as Tsuyu reached out, putting her hand on her shoulder. Tsuyu's head whipped around, her eyes suddenly filled with anger.
"diet? what do you know about dieting?" she sneered at a Ochaco. Seeing her friend's hurt expression, Tsuyu relented.
"Sorry, Ochaco. It's just... I'm just so hungry all the time. Even when I eat a full meal I don't feel full, and in a matter of minutes I'm famished again. Riko's quirk isn't effecting me, but I think it... changed me..." Tsuyu trailed off, her eyes traveling down toward's the bloated swell of her belly.

"Oh, Tsuyu... I'm so sorry, I didn't know." Ochaco muttered softly. She took the candy bar from Momo's hand, handing it to Tsuyu as Momo procured yet another for herself. Tsuyu smiled as she took it, eagerly opening up the wrapper and using her long tongue to snatch it into her mouth.

"Mmmm" she moaned softly, her eyes going unfocused as she savored the sweet flavor.

"Thanks Ochaco. And thank you for worrying about my diet too. I think I can excuse myself a treat, though. It's not like I can sneak into the cafeteria..." She finally said after she had swallowed the treat. she sheepishly grabbed onto a side roll.

    "You got that right!" Momo rejoined boisterously, welcoming the opportunity to change the topic. "It's hard to sneak around anywhere in U.A. anyway, with all these squeaky floors." Tsuyu and Ochaco laughed as Momo punctuated her statement by jumping up and down, or at least as far as she could hop with all her bulk. the straining floors creaked loudly under her weight.
    "Well, let's get this over with!" Momo finally declared after finishing her snack.
    "we're almost there." Momo added as encouragement, taking Tsuyu's hands and levitating her.

    Mercifully, they arrived at recovery girl's ward shortley and filed in one at a time.
    "hello, ladies!" the kindly old woman greeted them at the door, motioning them in. Tsuyu waddled over to the heaviest bench in the room and plopped her bloated, corpulent frame on top of it, causing it to make a disconcerting groaning noise. Ochaco and Momo plopped down beside her, the former holding back puking and the latter gasping for air. Recovery girl frowned when she saw the state of her three students, but refrained from making any comment. the first to collect herself, Ochaco finally responded.
    "Hi recovery girl." she responded once she was confident that she could keep her lunch down. "time for the scale?" Recovery girl nodded, and Ochaco stood back up. she walked over to the livestock scale the office had, standing up on it. the scale was already owned by U.A. and used for weighing in heroes with growth quirks, so the girls were spared the shame of the school buying a scale used for cattle to service them.
    "334.6 pounds" the scale read in a monotone, and Ochaco smiled.
    "good job dear, that's 15 pounds down from last week!" Recovery girl stated, smiling and stepping off the scale. Ochaco smiled too, excited that her weight was still going down so rapidly. the one benefit to gaining weight so quickly was that their bodies seemed to be shedding the weight at an increased speed as well.
    "my turn." Momo interjected as she stood on the scale next.
    "457.9 pounds" Momo cringed as she heard the read-out, and recovery girl let out an exasperated sigh.
    "that is a ten pound gain since your last visit, ms. Yaoyorozu. I understand your deal with Riku to use his quirk, but letting yourself get this fat is dangerous."
    "all hero work is dangerous! besides, my quirk is so strong when I-" Momo began to protest, but recovery girl cut her off with a wave of the hand.
    "dearie, I've seen the training. I know what you're capable of now that you've let yourself become so fat. but look at yourself, you're out of breath just walking here! it doesn't matter how strong your quirk is if you managed to eat yourself into immobility." Momo nodded, but her frown made it plain that she wasn't taking the instructions to heart. Ochaco sighed. the two of them had a variation on this conversation every week, and every week Momo would show up to the check-ups the same size or fatter. Momo had been losing the arguments as of late, but once she was out of sight of recovery girl she'd go right back to stuffing her chubby face. secretly, Ochaco worried that her friend's decision to remain under the effect of Riku's quirk was less about getting the most power out of her own quirk, and more about servicing her growing food addiction.
    "okay, your turn ms. Asui!" Recovery girl turned to the immobile frog girl, who sighed. the two other girls returned to their friend, assisting her up for the second time and walking her slowly to the scale.
    "972.3 pounds" the scale read.
    "great job, ms. Asui! that's 23 pounds lost in a week!" recovery girl beamed, and Momo began congratulating her friend. to their surprise, Tsuyu burst out crying.
    "what's wrong?" Ochaco asked worriedly, rushing to put her hand on her friend's plush shoulder. Tsuyu looked up to her friend, tears streaming out of her large eyes and down her sagging jowls.
    "Look at me! I'm an enormous fat blob! how am I supposed to be a hero if I can't even walk? I should have just stayed home, so you two didn't have to babysit me and ruin your chances at being heroes too..." she blubbered. without missing a beat, Ochaco threw her hands around her friend, hugging her tight and feeling her arms slide under Tsuyu's heavy back rolls.
    "stop it! we're going to get you back to your old self, and you're going to go on to become a great hero!" in the back of her mind, Ochaco was not as certain. Their weight loss was slowing, a side-effect of their bodies getting used to all the excess fat. Soon they would reach a point where they'd lose weight just as slowly as any normal person. For Ochaco, that weight would probably be around 200 pounds, but for somebody as immensely fat as Tsuyu, she might find herself dealing with profound obesity for a much, much longer time.




Happy Ending:

    "I do believe it's time for a surprise, Ms. Asui." Recovery girl interrupted them. the two girls looked at the old woman, wiping tears from their eyes.
    "follow me, if you will." the old woman implored.

    to the significant anguish of all involved the 'surprise' was down another hallway, and when the three gasping, sweating, jiggling girls arrived at the doorway, Tsuyu promptly slumped down onto the floor. Recovery Girl looked all them all with no small measure of sympathy as they wheezed and tried to gather their breath.
    "well, I wanted to wait until Tsuyu had lost some more weight to be on the safe side, but I think this well help your health in more than just the physical sense." with that vague statement out of the way, she opened the door, stepping aside. Tsuyu gasped, raising her swollen hands to her mouth. inside the room was a full size pool, water glistening and throwing shimmering lights across the rest of the room.
    "we had Cementoss whip this up in a spare room. with your quirk and the fact that all of your excess weight has left you rather.... buoyant.... we figured this would be a great form of physical therapy. since we know you've enjoyed your privacy as of late, you'll have this pool all to yourself." Ochaco looked to Tsuyu, who's eyes had started to tear up again, this time in joy. her bloated legs started kicking in an ineffectual attempt to stand up, and Ochaco ran over to levitate her grotesquely bloated friend. Tsuyu waddled forward as fast as her blubbery legs could take her, seemingly forgetting her incapacitating body. she hit the edge of the pool, and rather ungracefully jumped into it, seeming to forget she was wearing nothing but her nightgown. her obese frame hit the water with a rather unceremonious smack, and her huge body displaced enough water to shower the other three women in the room. Ochaco felt a tinge of panic as she watched her friend submerge, but sure enough she floated to the top, her chubby limbs treading water. the immense rolls covering her body seemed to lighten before their eyes as the water relieved the punishing weight of gravity. for what must have been the first time since she'd been captured by Toga, Tsuyu beamed. she laughed, splashing water and kicking around, her movements finally free. while walking was a distant dream to the frog girl, swimming seemed to be something she could finally do on her own.
    "now remember, this is for physical therapy! I want to see you doing laps and burning off that weight, missy!" recovery girl reminded Tsuyu, who nodded vigorously, beaming with happiness.
    "yes, ma'am! I'll shed this weight and be back to hero duty in no time!" Ochaco smiled, feeling as though an immense weight had been lifted upon seeing her friend so happy. she knew the frog hero would be just fine.


Sequel Hook:


    Tsuyu sighed, as though Ochaco's words of encouragement were the most disappointing thing Tsuyu had heard all day.

    "Thanks Ochaco. It means a lot having a friend like you..." Tsuyu smiled as she responded, but it was still tinged with sadness. "I think I'm ready to go back to my room now, though." Ochaco nodded, and the trio readied themselves for another grueling trip back.

    "bye, thanks for helping!" Tsuyu Called to her friends, smiling and waving as they left her "room". The instant the garage door shut, her smile evaporated. She collapsed down onto her mattress. She sighed heavily, feeling her immense weight settle. Her entire body was a dull ache. Without any ability to stand on her own, her muscles were never prepared for trying to lift her weight. Compounding this ache was the constant, gnawing hunger inside of her. But, all of that over with, she could finally relax. Using her tongue as an appendage, she lashed out for the TV remote and flipped it on.

    These days, Tsuyu had two companions. The first was the TV, that kept her occupied and entertained. She reached out again with her tongue, this time sliding it over to a hidden box. She rummaged inside before bringing her second companion; a bag of chips. She ripped open the bag, eating it voraciously with her tongue. What her strict dietitians didn't realize was that all of these "packages from her family" were in fact a snack delivery service. She wasn't getting nearly enough food to sate herself, but it was enough to be able to forget about the hunger.
    With all the time alone to think, Tsuyu had realized that her days as a pro hero were over. Of course, nobody was willing to admit that. Her parents had sent her back to UA, and UA was more than willing to help "fix" her. She'd even agreed, deluding herself into thinking that this was all just some little setback after seeing how quickly she was losing the weight. Seeing her friends had encouraged her too, as Ochaco shed the weight and Momo managed to make it even better.

    She was silly to think things would have been that easy. Her weight loss was slowing. She knew that it won't be long now until her body adjusted, leaving her to have to lose the rest all on her own. Soon she'd be trapped, immobilized by fat and expected to sit and starve for who knows how long while her classmates left her behind. She had decided to refuse this fate. wasting UA's time, as well as her friends' trying pointlessly to "cure" her was something she would not abide, and the faster they realized that she was hopeless, the sooner she'd be able to go home.

    Or at least, that's what she told herself.

    Deep down, there was another reason, one she feared to admit to herself. Tsuyu's appetite was not the only thing that had changed. As she savored the chips, she looked down at her enormous frame, and thought about how every bite of the chips was slowing down her weight loss. It wouldn't be long now before that number on the scale refused to go down. Maybe, just maybe, she could make it go up...