As Ochaco Uraraka walked the hallway towards Momo Yaoyorozu's apartment, she was still a little shocked that Momo had asked her for help with their latest homework project. Momo always seemed to do well academically, and often did better in tests than herself. Still, she was always happy to help a classmate in need and hummed contentedly as she approached Momo's front door.

She lightly rapped on the door a few times with her knuckles but was surprised when instead of presenting a solid barrier, the door ominously creaked open.

Ochaco was instantly on her guard, as her so far brief but highly effective training at U.A High School kicked in. She knew that being in the top class of one of the most prestigious hero schools in the country would already have made them tempting targets for the various villains roaming the streets, but given the group's recent run-ins the risks were higher than ever. She cautiously entered the room, but relaxed slightly when she saw that it was completely empty. As she reached roughly the centre point of the room though, she heard the door shut behind her and instantly spun around in fright. She half expected to see a villain and half expected to find Momo playing a nasty trick on her, but Ochaco was caught completely off-guard by what she saw. It WAS Momo, but she was completely naked except for some woefully inadequate lacy lingerie.

Ochaco blushed brightly and averted her gaze but didn't have a chance to say anything before Momo swiftly crossed the gap separating them and pushed her almost naked form against her, causing Ochaco's face to be completely sandwiched between Momo's two magnificent breasts. Her face went from blushing to bright red at the sudden and inappropriate personal contact.

Momo then spoke for the first time: “I've seen you staring at me in class Ochaco-chan~, I know you want to be with me but were too shy to ask. Well today's your lucky day..” she announced seductively, almost whispering the last part, making Ochaco go weak at the knees.

Ochaco tried to muster some kind of response but only managed to sputter incomprehensibly for a few seconds before Momo made her next move. She mercilessly tore open Ochaco's school blazer and pulled it down over the smaller girl's shoulders, removing it and throwing it across the room. She then went for the red neck tie - the colour almost matching her classmate's face by this point – before tackling the dress-shirt, and in short time Ochaco was nearly naked from the waist up. Wasting no time she continued by giving a sharp downwards tug to Ochaco's dress and tights, allowing them to fall to the floor around her ankles. She then bent down and gently took hold of Ochaco's bare calves one a time, lifting her dainty feet out of her shoes and discarded the pile of clothes from under her.

Now that the pair were both in their underwear, Momo finally took a step back - albeit temporary – and stared Ochaco dead in the eyes while slowly unclipping her own bra and removing it, exposing her sizeable orbs in all their glory.

“Like what you see?” she purred, stepping forward and pressing the now bare mounds against Ochaco's face.

Still unable to find her voice, Ochaco could only mumble weakly as she closed her eyes tightly and nodded. In response, she felt Momo move her arms behind her back to unclip her own bra, effortlessly casting it aside with the rest of the garments. Now that their upper halves were completely bare, Momo held the pair close, and they both enjoyed the feeling of their naked flesh pressed against each other for a couple of minutes. After separating, Momo finally removed her panties and did the same for Ochaco, thus completing the “unwrapping” process.

Ochaco was in a total hormone driven haze by this point. She couldn't quite accept what was happening but found herself offering no resistance as she was led over to the comfy double bed and pulled on top. Momo rested herself sitting up against the headboard with her knees bent and legs spread apart slightly and beckoned Ochaco to come closer. Ochaco quivered as she crawled towards the other girl, but as she got close Momo grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled their soft bodies into another embrace.

“You like these don't you?” Momo said, glancing downwards and hefting one of her mounds in her hand for emphasis. “I would understand if you were little jealous though...” she said, a hint of mischievousness appearing on her voice. “..Want to know how I got them so big?”

Ochaco found that she had been unconsciously leaning forwards the whole time, but looked up into Momo's eyes as she again weakly mumbled in the affirmative and nodded her head.

“It's very easy,” Momo said, pulling Ochaco even closer. “I got them this size by eating and digesting tasty girls!” As she said this, she placed her index finger upon Ochaco's smaller but still significant bosom and extended her middle finger, taking a “step” upwards. “Just...”

Her fingers took another step.

“...like...”

Another step and she landed, pointing with her index finger lightly against Ochaco's nose.

“... you.”

This was finally enough for Ochaco's hormone addled brains to shake off some of the fog that had been surrounding her and she stared at Momo in a mix of confusion and shock. Finally able to find her voice, she managed to respond “W.. what..?”.

“It's pretty simple actually. As you know, my quirk works by allowing me to manipulate the cells near my skin and use them to create objects seemingly out of thin air, but as a consequence I have to eat a LOT of food. To compensate for this, the quirk gifted me with another side-affect that I've kept secret... I'm able to swallow very large things. For instance, a lump of tasty girl meat the size of, well, you!” she laughed and once more pulled Ochaco even closer until their breasts were firmly squished between them. “Another secret aspect of my quirk is that, as well as being able to manipulate the cells near my skin, I can actually control all the cells inside me as well, allowing me to choose precisely were the food I eat will end up as fat deposits, or alternatively letting the digested materials pass straight through.” After the sudden “lesson” on her internal anatomy Momo paused to greedily take in Ochaco's body with her eyes. She always liked divulging her secrets to her meals before placing them in her gurgling stomach. For one thing it felt incredible to watch her meal's faces as the realisation dawned on them that they were no longer humans, just lumps of meat waiting to be converted into nutrients. For another, it felt good to share something that she had to keep secret for so much of the time, and she knew there was no danger of her meals telling anyone once they were nothing but breast fat and poop.

“B.. but..” Ochaco whimpered but was again interrupted as she felt Momo's firm hand squeeze and lift one of her breasts upwards slightly.

“These juicy breasts of yours are definitely going to be tastiest bit. I'll probably use them to pad my own chest but the rest of you will be discarded I'm afraid... Can't have your sexy self messing up my perfect figure after all!”

Ochaco continued to sputter for a few seconds, unable once again to find her voice. She couldn't quite believe what was happening. *Was Momo serious? After all her training was she going to end up churned into breast fat and forgotten by her classmate, no-one ever knowing where she went?* She realised that although Momo had released her grip a little, she hadn't made an attempt to escape. *What is wrong with me, shouldn't I be trying to run away? Is this some kind of mind control?* She dismissed the idea as soon as it occurred, she could feel that her mind - although still a little hazy from before - was still her own.

“Don't worry,” Momo said, sensing Ochaco's internal struggle “I've been told by some of my previous meals that being eaten feels incredible, and once you're inside me I won't speed up the digestive process so you'll be in there for a while. Ok I admit, that part is mainly for me... I love feeling my meals squirm about as they're slowly dissolved. But on the bright side you'll still be alive for a couple days at least!”

This didn't do much to assuage Ochaco's trepidation however and her inner conflict continued. *I'm still not running... Do I actually want this? No! I have so much still to do.* she stared down at Momo's ample breasts and marvelled once more at their beauty. Maybe sacrificing herself to increase their loveliness was a worthy cause? *But I don't want to die! But then again I can think of worse ways to go...” she looked at Momo's stomach and bit her lip at the thought of being inside it, slowly and carelessly being churned into mush by her classmate's unfeeling gut.

Sensing that the meal was now almost “ripe”, Momo smiled as she placed a hand on each side of Ochaco's face and pulled it towards her. Her lips parted. A little at first but then growing wider and wider, until Ochaco could see into the back of her throat. Ochaco had no time to ponder the situation further as the gaping maw slid over her head and down her face, forcing her eyes shut as her entire head effortlessly entered Momo's mouth and then down her awaiting gullet. Momo stretched her mouth further, moving around the girls shoulders and swiftly arriving at the part she was waiting for: those soft, juicy breasts. Momo grabbed hold of one in each hand and roughly squeezed and pushed them until they both entered her mouth. Then she closed her eyes and moaned in pleasure as she kneaded them lightly with her teeth and moved her tongue all around them, savouring the flavour.

Ochaco gasped as she felt her breasts handled, tasted and... *enjoyed* in such a way. She had no idea that her body was so tasty. People weren't supposed to be tasty were they? Was this a sign that she really had just been meat all this time and simply hadn't realised? That would certainly help to explain why this felt so... AMAZING! Every time she felt the tongue shift under her or the teeth press into her delicate flesh, a wave of ecstasy sent shivers down her body. *This is really it* she thought, *I'm actually food now.* All the time spent as U.A training to be a hero, all the friends she'd made. None of it mattered now. She couldn't quite believe that earlier that very day she was still wondering around under the impression that she was a normal person like everyone else. And the fact that she wanted to be a *hero* of all things made her cringe inwardly at her naivete. Of course she was meat. With a body like hers, what else could she possible be?

After several minutes of tasting, Momo finally gave a hearty gulp, sending Ochaco's juicy orbs down into her gullet. She took hold of Ochaco's hips and pulled upwards, slowly gulping down her meal's chest and stomach. Once she reached the tender hips she paused once more to savour the flavours, again sending waves of pleasure down Ochaco's body. Moving on, Momo moved her hands to grab Ochaco's legs and began swallowing, letting gravity take over as she swallowed the juicy thighs, then smooth calves, and finally closing her mouth around Ochaco's dainty toes, giving one last gulp and allowing the rest of the girl meat to join Ochaco inside her belly.

Momo let out a loud sigh and rubbed her belly contentedly. “Wow Ochaco, you tasted every bit as amazing as I thought you would, maybe I'll slow down my digestion even more to savour you fully!”

“Th.. thank you.” Ochaco replied “I'm glad you enjoyed me, I hope I can make your boobs even prettier”

“You don't need to worry your pretty little head about that, just work on melting away like a good meal”

“I'll.. ahh.... try my.. oooh.. best” Ochaco managed, racked by continuous orgasms as the hot stomach around her swiftly filled with acids, contracting and tenderising her young body. As promised the acids seemed very weak and Ochaco wondered if they would be up to the task of breaking down a meal as big as her.

After a few hours though, her concerns were dismissed as she felt the skin on her submerged legs and breasts begin to sting, and then burn, signalling the beginning of the digestive process. Because the acids only reached part way up her body, Ochaco knew that she wouldn't be digested in one piece. She would probably be around long enough to feel her legs, arms and breasts melt away at least.

Sure enough, her once silky smooth calves and juicy breasts were the first parts of her to melt away. As her skin dissolved and the acids worked away at the flesh underneath, she was punished by wave after wave of intense agony. But at the same time, she had fully surrendered herself to being food and the thought that she was finally fulfilling her ultimate purpose caused fierce waves of pleasure as well. Torn between these two extremes of sensation she trashed and screamed, sometimes instinctively begging for release, other times begging for more.

Momo paid no attention to the mixed yells coming from her gurgling belly however, in her mind this was exactly how good food was supposed to behave and she continued to luxuriate in the feeling of Ochaco's frantic movements inside her.

By the third day Ochaco's movements had slowed and she could only mumble weakly. Her entire legs, arms and breasts were nothing but mush beneath her and all that was left was her upper torso and head.

By the forth day, Ochaco's movements had stopped and she was silent.

Sensing that the sack of meat in her gut had finally passed out, Momo decided to speed up digestion and finish off the remaining flesh, and in a few hours there was nothing left of the former high-schooler Ochaco Uraraka except for a couple pounds of extra fat on Momo's now even mightier bosom.

Momo stood up and walked over the mirror in her bathroom. She admired the new addition to her physique and nodded approvingly. Since it was the morning, she decided to casually get dressed into her uniform, and went to school.

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