《Jockstraps to Bra-straps》Chapter 2
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Note: Ok, we have edited chapter 2! Thank you again Fetusfluid69 for all your hard work!
The rest of the day was long, exhausting, and draining. Male students from all over the school came by our classroom to look at me all throughout the day. After the initial shock had worn off the rest of class 1-A they started helping to control the crowds. The teachers helped a bit as well, which was admittedly more help than my classmates. By the time I was back at the dorms I was ready to cry. The common space was empty at the dorms thank god, I really don't think that I could handle dealing with my male classmates.
Finally reaching my room I opened the door.
"Deku! Yay now we can get this party started!" Ashido yelled as I came in.
My room was full of pillows and sleeping bags. My desk was full of makeup and hair supplies.
"Today was super crazy, and since we don't have school tomorrow we all figured we would help you feel better, now change into these!" Ochaco said tossing me a bag of clothes.
I put my stuff down by the room and walked over to the bathroom to change. The tank top and shorts were pretty nice forest green, and fit perfectly. Yayarozu was a master of her quirk for sure. The girls were talking and laughing as I came back in.
" Woooo look at you Deku, you are such a cutie!" Hagakure yelled jumping over to me and pulling me into a tight hug. I couldn't help but laugh as she pulled me over to my desk chair.
"I'm going to tame your wild locks Deku!" Hagakure said picking up a hairbrush.
"Good luck, my mom has tried for years. Nothing has been able to tame them." I laughed as she started to brush my hair.
"Here try this it helps me and we have similar hair." Hagakure said spraying something on my hair the sweet smell filling the air around my head. I felt her start to brush my hair being very careful on each tangle she came across. "So Izuku, how are you feeling? Did they tell you anything about how long you'll be like this?" she continued moving to a different part of my head, starting with the spray again.
I sighed. Looking down at my lap, I could feel the tears start to gather in my eyes as I thought over everything that the Lab techs had said and how the constant leering and whispering I had dealt with while going about my day.
"They aren't sure, I ingested a lot of the water so there might be a chance I'm stuck like this permanently. As for how I feel.... well I'm a bit overwhelmed, to be honest." I said tears streaming down my face as I was talking. "and Mineta grabbing this morning sure didn't help me feel better about all of this."
I felt multiple arms wrap around me pulling me into a deep meaningful hug. I could feel the support and emotions flowing through their arms wrapping me in a blanket of warmth. It reminded me of my mom's hug as a kid after we found out I was quirkless .
"Well from now on you are one of the girls, even if you change back to being male." Ashido said being the first to pull away. "and as an honorary girl, it's you get to go first for truth and dare! So Deku which do you choose?"
I wiped away the tears, letting out a small laugh as I thought about which to choose. "I will do with truth."
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"Aw you're no fun, but fine, what's something no one here knows about you?" Ashido stated smiling like she just won a new teddy bear at the fair.
A blush filled my cheeks "Well before the change I was gay..... Guess that makes me straight now, huh?" I said looking into my hands face growing redder and redder.
"What! No way dude. How long have you know?" It was a resounding onslaught of questions that then continued into further rounds of truth and dare, T.V., snacks, and bonding late into the night. We made plans for shopping the next day with my mom and all the girls decided they were going to join as they also need things. It was relaxing and helped me feel better about the situation.
The next day we woke up early to a gentle knock at my door, I groggily made my way to my door avoiding my sleeping friends spread across the room. I opened the door and was greeted by Sato smiling at me.
"Good morning Midoriya, I was wondering if you and the girls would like to come down and try some new breakfast treats I have worked on?" Sato said smiling, I smiled back stomach gurgling at the thought of food.
"Sure Sato, that sounds wonderful, give me a few minutes to wake the others up and we will be right down," I said he nodded at me, giving me a wave as he left to go back downstairs. I closed the door and turned back to my friends who were slowly waking up.
"Who was that Izuku?" Jiro asked rubbing her eyes and stretching.
"It was Sato, he has invited us to come down and try some of his new breakfast recipes." I smiled as I made my way over to get my slippers so we could head down. The girls moved quickly at the mention of getting to try Sato's masterpieces. In just a few minutes we made our way down to common still in our matching PJs and unmade hair. The smell coming from the kitchen was amazing; Sato was just putting the last few plates down as we entered the dining area. He smiled giving a small gesture for us to have a seat as he went back into the kitchen to grab the food that lined the counters.
"This is amazing Sato! I can't wait to start eating!" Uraraka said smiling as she took a seat next to me. The other girls agreed, eyeing the counter of food hungrily, as Sato did the finishing touches. Soon we were all eating compliments filled the room at each bite of the amazing treats; by the end, Sato's face was as red as a tomato. The boys had come trickling in during the meal snagging some extra food off the counter and claiming free seats or stools. Mineta was the only one who didn't come down from his room as he was still in major trouble for what he did yesterday and knew better than to show his face now.
After everyone had eaten me a few of the other girls helped Sota with the dishes and clean-up of the dining area. It was then that the girls said we should start getting ready for our shopping trip with my mom, most of heading them heading to the showers.
"What about you Deku, are you coming to join us?" Uraraka asked draping her arms over me as we walked over to the elevators.
"I will use my personal one that the school gave me. I wouldn't want to cause any problems." I said sighing and looking over to her as she moved to my side.
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"I guess that makes sense but hey at least I know where I can go next time all the toilets are full!" she laughed gently slapping me on the back, she exited on her floor and I rode up to my separate space alone. It was my first time being alone since that first night, I didn't realize how tired and emotionally drained I was from all of this. I looked at my phone, it was still early enough I would have time to get ready and enjoy some alone time. Stepping out of the elevator I felt my phone vibrate, I unlocked it and pulled down the notifications, I had a new email from the Lab. My heart started beating faster as I opened it; I felt my heart sink as I read each line. The test they had run on my blood samples came back mostly inconclusive and some came back and a permanent change, but either way not to expect any changes for a long time.
I closed my door and sat on my bed tears running down my face. How was I supposed to use One For All now? I would need to learn a completely different style of fighting and who knows what else comes with being a female. Being a gay male female anatomy was never something I took the time to worry about outside of health class. I wiped the tears from my eyes grabbed my bathroom supplies and moved to the private bathroom down the hall to get ready for the day. I was half-way down the hall to my destination when I heard someone get off the elevator behind me.
"Hey, shitty nerd!" Bakugo yelled as I turned to face him. He had an unreadable look on his face as he approached me.
"Oh Morning Kacchan. What's up?" I smiled, hoping that he wouldn't notice that I had been crying. He stopped in front of me, taking in my new form. I felt a blush start to crawl across my cheeks as I felt his eyes linger on my chest for just a second longer than the rest of me. "Kacchan?" I asked again breaking him out of his trance, his eyes meeting mine.
"I just wanted to say I'm sorry for causing this..... I should have known better than to lose my temper in a place like that." He said looking down at his feet. I was surprised, to say the least. I hadn't even thought about how he was feeling in all this, and to be honest I didn't blame him at all for this.
"No, it ok Kacchan, I really should have been paying more attention to where I was going, I haven't once thought of this as your fault. Please don't blame yourself!" I could feel more tears gather in my eyes as I said this.
"Well it is and I'm coming with you today on the shopping trip. The least I can do is help pay for some new clothes and stuff to help out...... Did they say how long you were stuck like this yet?" He looked out the window as he asked. More tears filled my eyes as I handed him my phone with the open email to read. I could see a frown across his face as he scrolled. A quiet "Shit" could be heard as he handed my phone back.
"What time are you leaving for the mall with Auntie and the girls?" he said looking at me.
"Around 11 is the plan," I stated, he gave a nod and headed back towards the elevator. I turned and continued to the bathroom so I could get ready and get myself together emotionally. This won't change any of the goals I set, I couldn't let it. No, I wouldn't let it! Being sad was fine, my mom made sure I knew that growing up, she also told me that I shouldn't let the thing that makes me sad hold me back from moving forward and being happy. I will face everything head-on with a smile!
I wiped the tears from my eyes and took in my look for the first time. Nothing had really changed, but I definitely had more feminine features. As I stepped into the shower I took a deep breath and looked down to really take in my body. I was glad to see that I kept my muscle build-up as it took lots of hard work, though my chest was completely different. Instead of just hard muscle, there was a large amount of breast tissue. I gulped as I tentatively took my hand and gave one of them a gentle squeeze. It was firm but still soft and supple, I couldn't help but groan as I squeezed a little harder wanting to feel more of my breast. I took my other hand and started doing the same to my other breast as well. I moved my fingers to my nipples and gave them a squeeze. I moaned at the tingling pleasure I got from the action. As a guy I enjoyed nipple play while jerking off, I was glad that it hadn't changed but the sensation was much more intense. I continued for a few more seconds before I decided to move further down, stroking my waist and exploring my midsection before reaching between my legs. It was strange not to feel dick or balls hanging there, I felt soft green hairs and silky skin instead. I brushed my fingers across the lips of my opening. I slipped a finger in slowly pushing further in and pulling out, I moaned and added a second finger. I gasped at the new sensations, moving my fingers in and out faster and faster, curling them and exploring my new hole, I gasped as they hit a particularly sensitive spot, moaning louder as I hit it again and again had to sit down in the shower as my knees were weak from the pleasure; and then my thumb brushed a spot just outside my opening between the folds, I bit back a moaning scream as I touched it again teasing the bundle of nerves while still going in and out of my hole. I started moving faster and faster toes curling and stretching as felt the pressure building as I could feel what I assumed was my climax got closer and closer. Sweat mixed with the water pouring down my body as I reached the tipping point throwing my head back and letting out a moaning scream. My breath was heavy and labored. I leaned back gasping as I came down from high that I created in my exploration.
I washed myself off and stepped out of the shower. I might not be into other women's bodies but I was definitely into my own. Still, that was nothing compared to jerking off. I stood in front of the mirror as I dried off and dressed in the outfit that Yaoyorozu had made for me last night in preparation for today. It was a simple loose-fitting white top and black shorts that came down to mid-thigh. With an oversized green jacket. It was simple and easy to put on with the bra she made for me as well. I smiled at myself, thinking I looked pretty cute. Well, I hoped so at least, I really had no reference for what me a 'cute' would be. I took a deep breath as I walked back to my room, dropping off my stuff, grabbing my wallet and keys as I then headed downstairs to meet with the others and let them know that Kacchan would be joining. I was actually quite excited, this was going to be fun and a welcome distraction. Today was going to be good.
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