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Uraraka looms above, with her saucer-sized eyes wide - but a little unfocused, having trouble keeping eye contact with you. Her fists bunch up nervously as her body hovers nearby. Despite being three times your size, and more than a little buxom, she seems intimidated, making herself small against the walls of U.A. - which almost whine from the pressure.
I'm sorry to bother you, but..."
Both of her hands suddenly clasp together a little too close to your face. The heroine's head nods, the same way as when psyching herself up for a trial in the field. She leans in, both of her full breasts hanging down and bouncing.
"Your gift was so nice! Too nice! It made me cry! A lot!"
Ochako keeps bopping her head rapidly, face caught midway between a smile and a grimace. Her puffy cheeks are up high, eyes shut from intense emotion. Her breath feels warm; in fact, all of the huge young woman's burning passion is starting to drift off on your body.
"I can't afford something as great in return... In return for all the ways you've supported me... But... but I hope this present is okay!"
The sudden touch of her finger pads wrap around your shoulders, surrounding you. Your feet start to leave the ground. Even if Uravity needs little to no physical effort for her quirk to lift you from the floors, she's still straining, huffing, and puffing, as if she'd just finished phys ed. Your friend's huge face gets nearer and nearer, until you're parallel with her heaving bosom - and she no longer has to lean over.
Uraraka grabs you in close. You're rubbed deep into her cottony top, pushed into the full, heavy orbs of hanging flesh and muscle. They pulsate slightly with the pound of her big heart. After looking down for approval, she pulls you in even harder - smothering you in the overwhelming feeling of her tits. With her cheeks in full blush, she can only keep cuddling you more and more, like a teddy bear.
"Isn't that warm? Cozy? Is it too rough?"
You're only barely able to move your head. The movement ends up nuzzling your face deeper into her enormous, deep cleavage. The sensation of feeling it is more than a little embarassing; but at the same time, it's soothing. This all-engulfing presence of her pulse and her breaths make it easy to relax, and just drift into her enormity. The huge cushions seem to absorb the worries of the classes outside.
"Th-this doesn't... have to be the end! Our teamwork will only improve from here! And... and I know that our holidays will get bigger and better from now on, too!"
Sitting against the wall, needing to catch her breath from that burst of enthusiasm, the big Ochako leans her chin in towards you.
"But... It's okay if you stay there a bit longer, too..."
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Tsuyu's backside hovers over you, atop bow-legged and awkward limbs. For this Christmas party, you've put on a Santa hat and beard, and joked about people sitting on your lap and telling you their wishes. Now, you wish you weren't in this amphibian girl's curious gaze, or the shadow of her looming posterior. She's practically three times the size of the others - and by the square cube law, must be a lot heavier.
"Hey, are you sure you're okay with this? I'll probably break a lot of your bones if I sit here."
It was too late to back out. Everyone else was staring at the two of you. If you couldn't support the weight and wishes of a fellow student, what good were you? You half-heartedly agree, preparing your lap for flattening beneath frogbutt.
She rubs her chin. "Okay. *Ribbit*."
In a single bound, with an audible *sproing*, Froppy jumps to the air; and just as soon, comes crashing towards you. It feels as if time slows while you look at the immense, bulging posterior that's hurdling down. Closer and closer, the huge, swelling mounds of muscle crash down, cutting off your vision of the rest of the room. The green behemoth creates a whirring noise through the air, and just as you're ready to jump off the seat -
*smush*
- a metric ton of heroine squishes you in place.
"You're breathing, right?"
You pant. Every idle motion from the giant frog feels like it's smearing you in deeper to the expanse of the ass. Thankfully, the pressure is mitigated by how soft and full her backside is. Unfortunately, that means the meaty surface practically swallows your thighs. You can barely feel your pelvis in the slightly-moist, huge mass.
Tsuyu turns her head back. "So, do you want to know my wish?"
You struggle to put your goofy beard and hat back on, and weakly manage a laugh. But it's like your lungs are compressed in the thick mass of Tsuyu. When she lifts back up, you find yourself stuck to her rear, carried in the air with her.
She flatly whispers, "I wish you wouldn't push yourself so hard for jokes."
Music playing now: Sgt Frog - Christmas Kerol