[Feminization, Sluttification, Bimbofication]

"WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, TINY TITS!?"

"Oh my. It's only been a moment since we've met, and you're already blowing up. No wonder you have such a rotten reputation."

Bright Minds Academy. An Academy where young and hopeful Heroes and Villains were given a chance to be so much more. By way of thoroughly training them until they understood that an erotic path through life, whether as a simpleminded bull, a seductive dominant or an airheaded bimbo. It all depended on the kind of potential that you showed, once you were exposed to the teachings of the Academy.

Not everyone came willingly. In fact, barely any did. It was thanks to some aggressive marketing and some questionably legal recruiting methods that U.A lost a lot of its school body, and the rest of the students followed suit one way or another. Like the blonde young man who was currently struggling against the binds that were keeping him to his seat.

"SCREW YOU!" Katsuki Bakugou. The boy known for his intense and overblown temper. There was a very good reason why somebody like him would find a place at Bright Minds Academy. It was incredibly simple too. It all tied into one of the biggest reasons why he was so angry, and would serve as the driving reason behind his tenure at the Academy.

The woman sitting at the desk in front of the blackboard in this quaint little classroom was dressed in the kind of outfit you would find appropriate for a sadistic dominant. A simple leotard with an extra pantyhose that reached all the way down to her feet, complete with a set of gloves and boots to coomplete the look. The leotard, as well as the gloves that covered her upper arms and the boots that clung to her pantyhose, were all colored the same way. Tenderly black, just like the deep shade that her hair had. Combine all of that with her eyes being covered by her wild mane, and the militant's cap on her head, and she looked less like any kind of teacher and more like some pervert. Not unlike Midnight, come to think of it.

"You're definitely in need of an attitude adjustment. Not to worry. As long as you're here at Bright Minds Academy, I'll make sure to whip you into shape." The 'teacher' said as she climbed off the table, the heels of her boots clacking against the floor as she reached into her petite cleavage and pulled out a simple looking crop. Nothing too long like a proper whip. Just something she could use to deliver the necessary strikes to the young man's body.

Bakugou did what he did best once she got close enough. Even if he didn't have the equipment that powered up and concentrated his Quirk to truly explosive levels, he could manage a close-ranged explosion as long as he had enough sweat. And after being stuck in this chair for longer than he'd like, he definitely had enough.

"DIE!" The raging young man shouted as an explosion shot forth from the palms of his hands, strong enough to not just deliver a dangerous blow to the woman he considered beneath him, but also free him in one fell swoop. Because underneath all of that anger was a surprisingly crafty youth, who was going to-

*WHACK*

Bakugou trembled as the crop went straight through his explosion. Not only that, but the spot that felt the brunt of the lash was now throbbing, his body trying to fight back against the new sensation pulsing through him. What was this, exactly? He didn't understand. And that made him more frustrated than he already was.

"You really should know better. You're in detention for a reason, hun." The 'teacher' said as she swatted away the rest of the explosion with a single swing of her crop, all while adjusting her cap ever so slightly. "Not to mention, you're dealing with the most esteemed Disciplinarian here at Bright Minds Academy. Hilda Dommi. You'll find that I'm not so easy to subvert, even with the strongest of quirks."

"BITE ME-" Bakugou tried to shout in her direction, but that just earned him another lash from Hilda. A moan slipped from his lips as he was forcibly struck in the exact same spot as before, causing the spot to redden ever so slightly, all while he felt pressure growing between his thighs. "T-The hell are you doing to me?!" He wasn't stupid, he could tell when something wasn't right.

Hilda giggled a little as she grabbed the end of her crop, her hidden eyes glowing ever so slightly red behind that bed of black hair. "You're getting a taste of what discipline feels like, Bakugou. After everything you've done to sweet little Midoriya, you can't handle taking a bit of punishment?" She loved this part of her job, her heel clicking as she stepped ever slightly closer. Breaching past the boy's sense of personal space, just so she could bully him a bit more.

"W-Why the hell does he matter?!" Bakugou shouted, and that instinctive reaction was just what Hilda had been waiting for, as she suddenly thrust her hand forward and grabbed him by the cheek. In that moment, his cheek suddenly flushed just as red as the spots that had been struck by the crop, and a wave of pure pleasure started to wash over him. So much so that he was forced to collapse onto his knees, trembling and panting as he was overwhelmed by this brand new kind of sensation.

Hilda licked her lips. "He matters because you've been a bad boy. Such a bad boy that they asked me to give you a bit of Sensitivity Training. And no, I don't mean the kind that involves my Quirk." Namedropping her quirk with a joke was on brand for a teacher from Bright Minds, and her complete control over the situation was only emphasized as she gave her crop a lick. "Now, how about we get started? We have such a long curriculum of discipline to get through, and you're still the ripe age to let it all sink in..."

Bakugou grit his teeth as he looked up at that dominant bitch. He wouldn't break just because she could make him feel this hot. He was going to break out, and he was going to make this damned place explode, make it all come crashing down on them for being so cock-sure of themselves.

And once he was done, he was going to make Deku pay for getting him involved in all of this!

---

"Come now, dear. You know how the chant goes. Recite it, and you get a reward."

"D-Do I really have to, M-Miss..?"

"Of course you do. You know better than to go against my orders, don't you?"

"H-Hmph. O-Only because i-it's you, Miss Dommi.."

It had only been a few days since Bakugou had arrived at Bright Minds Academy. And he had put up quite the fight. But no matter how hard you fought against the indoctrination of Bright Minds, you would eventually come around. Whether it meant that you ended up one of the loyal bimbos that could barely think for themselves, one of the dominants that had all of the Academy's vast assets at their disposal so they could claim their own toy, or one of the bulls that were assigned to breed with the many bimbos to make sure they were going to make it in the wide open world.

In Bakugou's case? Why, he had turned into quite the adorable little thing after being exposed to Miss Dommi's Sensitivity Training. Since he had to get the most intense treatment that a student like him could possibly receive, he was saddled with getting as feminized as a boy like him could possibly endure. Which resulted in him looking absolutely adorable at this point, especially as his body had started to get nice and glisteningly red from how much he had been trained.

The poor boy had become a Sissy. What did that entail? Why, it meant that his poor bottom was now sticking out underneath his incredibly tiny plaid skirt, to the point where his ass was one of his charm points. Not only that, but it just barely managed to stick out from underneath the equally cute pair of panties that were trying to keep his cheeks nice and compressed.

A Sissy was also easily characterized by their utter lack of manhood. Bakugou's junk had shrunk to the point where it barely occupied a little pocket inside his panties, and that pocket was getting smaller and smaller as his panties stretched further and further thanks to his growing buttocks. But that only served to turn him on that much more, and leave a cute trail of cum drooling through the incredibly flimsy fabric.

Of course the Sissy's business wasn't all stored in the bottom half of his body. No, there was a lot of work done up top as well. Most importantly his poor uniform. Instead of being allowed a uniform that covered up his body, he was given one that fit the ladies in his old class. Which happened to be illfitting for two reasons. Firstly his formerly masculine frame forcing the sleeves to be cut off and leaving him with an exposed set of cute shoulders and equally cute armpits. The second concerned another growth that had happened to his body while he had been trained to be more sensitive.

Bakugou's butt was quite big, but his newly grown breasts were trying their best to catch up in quick time. Those B-cup tits were on the verge of growing another cup, and every time he drew breath they were struggling to not snap off the single flimsy button that preserved his modesty. If he grew even a little bit more, that button would pop and he would have to get a new uniform tailored to him. And knowing what Miss Dommi had already subjected him to, his new uniform wasn't going to help him keep his manhood in check.

"It's time for Class for Good Girls..." The Sissy spoke one of the core mantras that activated the programming that had been poured into a student's mind. In his case, it wouldn't help him get ready for class. Because he had been in class since the moment that he arrived at Bright Minds. No, what happened when he repeated the usual mantra was something much more specific to him.

Bakugou felt his Quirk activating. And like the 'Good Girl' that he was, he put his hands on both of his breasts. By using the tiniest bit of sweat, he was able to produce an equally pitiful explosion. But that was all that he needed to do. Going overboard would ruin the effect of his training.

Hilda watched her favorite student use his Quirk to essentially masturbate. Thanks to her tender touches and how much she had trained him, there was no way that he couldn't climax from using his own Quirk. And the more he used it, the more he'd end up turning himself on further. So even if he did manage to cum once before, he'd probably end up getting close to cumming again soon after that. The cycle would keep on repeating and repeating, leading him to cum over and over and over. And by extension, blowing away more and more of his manhood.

"You're doing great, dear." She had stopped using his name and instead started using affectionate nicknames. Just to help feminize him further. It was surprisingly effective, considering how eager he was to please his teacher. Especially when he started to intensify his own 'punishment' in response to the way she spoke. "Recite. Then continue."

Bakugou nodded admidst a haze of pure pleasure. He trembled and moaned as his poor cock tried its very best to grow erect. But every climax that poured through his body was keeping him from properly cumming. His gradual sissification had made it harder and harder to let a single droplet of cum leave his incredibly tiny balls. It was almost pathetic, but that in and of itself had driven him to get closer and closer to tipping over and being an even better student than he already was.

"G-Good Girls... G-Good Girls cum!" Bakugou cried out as he thrust his hips forward ever slightly, all while his tits bounced gently from another equally gentle explosion poured forth from his palms. "Good Girls exist to Cum for their Headmistress!" As he broke into a rhythm, he was able to keep his voice steady. Which was impressive considering how rapidly he was thrusting forward with every passing moment.

"Good Girls cum for their Teacher!" He thrust forward again as he felt his body trembling a little further. Just thinking about the woman in front of him, who had been so kind as to make him this dangerously sensitive, who had taught him exactly how to get himself off with nothing but his Quirk, and who had found it in her heart to forgive his outbursts. If not for her, he wouldn't have gotten this far. She had guided him like he was her very own flesh and blood. Which was why he kept cumming. Because he didn't want to disappoint her.

But there was one thing that drove him further. One thing that had driven him since he had been introduced to this kind of masturbation. Dek- Izuku. That sweet boy that he had bullied when he was still being such a meanie. Part of his discipline and his sissification revolved around coming to terms with his anger and realizing that it was all just one big performance to show that he actually loved the boy. And that he should give up on that kind of behavior, just so he could properly reach the boy's heart.

"G-Good Girls..." His voice wavered for but a moment as his mind focused on Izuku. "G-Good Girls cum for their boyfriends, b-but only because they're really cute!" Despite how much he had been trained, part of his conflicted feelings for the boy were still leaking through. Which manifested in the slightest bit of tsundere-like behavior. He'd get over that with a bit more training, because there was still quite some time before the two would meet again.

Hilda clapped as she listened to her student's obedient recital. He really was adorable when he was like this. And it only took a lot of intimate rubbing, a lot of kisses to the most important areas, giving him progressively tighter panties that made his junk shrink more and more, and a couple of loving lashes to make sure that he got the most out of that ass of his.

In fact, now that she thought about those freckled pieces of meat, she should give him a reward for being such a good student. Especially since his eager 'studying' had done quite the number on her body as well. The more she used her Quirk, the more she grew. Leaving her with quite the delicately large looking assets that were really stretching out her leotard and giving the Sissy something to aim for, a goal that he could try to reach and surpass so that he'd be even more desirable.

"Keep going, dear." Hilda chimed as she took up a spot behind the masturbating Sissy, cracking her crop a bit before starting to lash out like she had done many times during her time as his teacher. Letting the end slap up against his exposed cheeks, delivering rhythmic spanks that made both of them wobble more and more as she timed every lash with one of his concurrent orgasms.

Moans filled the classroom, drowning out every other noise that might be pouring in or out of the dedicated teaching space. But despite the intense pleasure going through him, Bakugou did his best to follow the orders that he had been given. That was what a Sissy should do. So instead of giving into the pleasure, he kept repeating what he had learned.

"G-Good Girls cum for their Headmistress!"

*WHACK*

"Good Girls cum for their Teacher!"

*WHACK WHACK*

"Good Girls cum for I-zu-ku!"

The almost rhythmic way that the Sissy cried out for the boy that he held near and dear to his heart was like a spell. A spell that would mark the end of his life as a boy, as his balls trembled for the very last time. And with one final climactic cry, Bakugou reeled his head back and let the last few droplets of cum violently squirt free from the tip of his cock, his urethra emptying out in that very moment.

Once the warmth of the afterglow started to wrap around his body, he felt his panties snap closer to his crotch, sending a shock of pleasure through him. Or rather, her. Because if she were to look down or even try to touch that wet area, she would notice a brand new set of lips that were begging to be used. The Sissy had reached a brand new point in her path towards being a Good Girl, embracing that very label in the core of her being.

"Good work, Bakugou." And now that she had reached that point, it was time to indulge her new self. Which was why Hilda started using her name yet again, instead of affectionate pet names that were trying to disassociate the former boy's name from the way he fell into sissification. "Are you ready for your next lesson, or do you want to work your buns a little longer? You've earned some playtime."

Bakugou looked over her shoulder, taking a deep breath as she reached down below. And with the sound of her Quirk activating and her first female orgasm washing over her body, simultaneously splashing all sorts of horny juices across the palm of her hand, she just smiled. She didn't need to wait to continue. She wanted to learn all about her female body.

Like the Good Girl that she was...

---

"Congratulations, Bakugou. You've done very well since you arrived here at Bright Minds Academy. And it's about time that you graduate. I've never had a more dedicated student, especially considering how much you tried to fight against all of this when you first arrived!"

"Mmmph... Hildaaaa, you don't have to make it sound thaaaaat impressive. It's only because you were so good at teaching meeeee..."

It had only been about two weeks since Bakugou arrived at Bright Minds Academy. And thanks to the incredible dedication that the Disciplinarian had put into making sure that he made it all the way to the end, he had gone from struggling student to Sissy to the perfect model in such short time.

And what a perfect model that she now was. There were many ways that you could describe Katsuki Bakugou and her body when you took a few looks at her. Whether it was the way she looked and how much she looked like she was about to explode out of her dangerously tight bikini, or her incredibly bright eyes that almost flashbanged you if you looked at them for more than a second so she could have lots of fun with you, or the simple fact that she was dangerously curvy for such a young thing that she could probably dominate beauty contests all by herself and fuel the Academy in the process by getting all her competitors to sign up for the Academy... She was certainly something, and that was when you were speaking in general terms.

There were a few things that stood out about her bombshell of a body. Namely her huge slutty tits. Not only did she wear a flimsy string that was on the verge of blowing off at any moment, but she had decided to wear two rather large pasties that depicted sexy bombs about to explode, which perfectly fit how snugly they clung to her nipples. It was a good thing that her nipples were innies, because otherwise those poor things wouldn't be able to last a day.

The bottom half of the bombshell was almost as explosive. But she hadn't bothered sealing off either of her holes down there. She just drooled and let those wonderful juices pool down below. Why? Simple. It was like a liquid fuse. Anybody would be lured towards them, and then she'd surprise them by having them explode inside her. Once they started fucking her, they wouldn't be able to stop until they had spent every single little droplet of seed inside those ravenous holes. Not that she'd let just anybody fuck her. She was a slutty bimbo that was dedicated to one person and one person alone.

Finally, it wasn't just her body that had gotten a touchup since she evolved from a Sissy. Her hair had exploded outward as well, letting that dangerously spiky hair reach all the way down to her equally dangerous heels. Despite the jagged look to her hair, you'd find that it was incredibly silky if you were to actually touch it. Which extended to the rest of her body. No matter how curvy she had gotten, she was softer and tender than any natural woman. All thanks to how dedicated she was to learning from the best.

Bakugou was a bombshell. But all of that explosive growth had led to her brains blowing up as well. Not that she was too smart when she was a horny Sissy. She just didn't really care for using her brain for anything complicated at this point. "Mmmph... Can't we get this over with, Hildaaaa? I wanna go play with Izuku..."

"Not yet, Bakugou. I need to make sure that you're ready before I let you loose on that bull." Hilda chimed, her cheeks having flushed red since the first day Bakugou spent as a bimbo. Thanks to how much she had leaned into her new role, the Disciplinarian's Quirk had been kicked into overdrive. Which meant that her tits and her ass had burst free from their prison, leaving her nipples hanging out as they drooled a little bit of milk, and her cheeks idly bouncing and clapping against one another as they were completely unrestrained. "And to do that... I need you to show me how you'd pleasure somebody that hasn't yet had the chance to be educated at Bright Minds Academy. I'm sure you can figure out that much."

The blonde bombshell nodded a bit, letting her obnoxiously tall heels click against the floor as she immediately let herself bend over ever slightly thanks to the weight of those grenades on her chest. They had grown so big that she needed to carefully balance herself otherwise she'd end up bending over like this. But at the same time, showing off her drooling and needy holes was something she was built for. She was made to be bait, and her tits were at the perfect height to deal with her teacher like this.

Planting one big kiss on the Hilda's cheek, she quickly wrapped her arms right around the disciplinarian's back and pulled her into those massive tits. And then she demonstrated why wore those explosive pasties, because she showed off a way that her Quirk had started to mutate.

The black-haired Disciplinarian was suddenly exposed to an explosion of pleasure, thanks to those tits violently slamming against the sides of her head. It was a tiny localized explosion, but it did a lot more damage. Well, if you could consider the shocks of pleasure rushing through both females. And how it quickly left them utterly debilitated and almost unable to stand.

Hilda let out moan after moan as that actually managed to drive her to a complete and utter climax, her body trembling as she lost more and more control over the situation. She really needed to get herself into this kind of mood more often. Being such a dominant took a lot of effort, and she needed to unwind. Getting a taste of what she had been craving by making her student nearly knock her out through pure pleasure was more than enough for the time being though, especially as the warmth of her climax washed away.

Bakugou, on the other hand, had managed to recover from her brand new orgasm very quickly. Came with the territory of being a bonafide Bimbo. In fact, she was idly using her Quirk to smash her tits against themselves again without a proper target, giggling as she was driving another few orgasms through her body. It felt so good to pleasure herself this way.

"You can definitely handle a bull like one of the best..." Hilda said as she let out a deep and satisfied sigh. She really was impressed with how quickly the angry boy had managed to get into role as a bimbo. All she had to do was push him a bit, and he really just did everything himself. Exploding all over his body to reach greater and greater heights of pleasure, causing his junk to practically explode and his manhood with it. Now exploding and taking out others with the blast, using her body in brand new ways. It was something that anybody would be proud over. "Now, go find Izuku. I'm sure he's been waiting eagerly for you. Both for your apology, and for your brand new you."

Bakugou nodded a little as she stopped making her tits explode against each other, stretching and letting them slap again and again. "Thaaanks again, Hilda." The bombshell without much brains between the ears giggled, letting her bouncy butt bombs sway left and right as she headed straight out of the classroom. She was going to converse her thoughts for the big boy himself. And let Hilda collect herself and get back to her dominant self, so she could have more fun with her later.

Hilda nodded a little herself as she grabbed ahold of her cap and slowly slid it over her face, watching the nice spiral that had always been active inside of it. A spiral that kept her nice and obedient and on target. One of the Headmistress' most precious gifts to her, and the one that had let her easily slip into this role.

Her reward for doing such a good job at training Bakugou? Why, it was simple. She got to cum over and over as she reinforced her own programming.

"Good Girls cum for their Headmistress..."

---

Finding her way through the Bright Minds Academy was... Well, it would've been hard for an ordinary Bimbo. But thanks to how quickly she had slid into the role, Bakugou managed to learn just how to navigate this entire complex like the map was written on the back of one of her enormous tits. Not that she needed to think very hard to just do what came natural to any student at Bright Minds.

Her heels clicked against the floor as she passed by many different girls like her. Each of them looking like bombshells in their own rights. But none of them were as potent or as extreme looking as her. They hadn't gotten to the last stages of their Bimbo curriculum. Whcih was why all of them were looking straight at her as she passed on by. Drawn to the natural bounce of her body. Drawn to how much she swayed with her utterly unnatural yet completely irresistable gait.

And once she finally made it all the way to where the boys were taught, the stalls where they ended up after a good lesson and accepted more of that delicious brainwashing that made Bright Minds Academy so famous, she could practically smell the musk in the air. She knew exactly who was behind that door, who was waiting for her for so long.

Bakugou opened the door and let her eyes roll towards the many stalls where bulls were supposed to line up after their lessons. Simple little cubicle-like areas that were designated for them. And the only one that was currently occupying one was the boy that she had been looking for.

"Izukuuuu!"

Midoriya Izuku. The boy she once called Deku when she hated him. Now? Why, she didn't want to use that silly name anymore. She wanted to call him by his real name. Especially since he had grown into such a hunk of a man, who almost towered over her with how beefy he had gotten. In fact, he was staring right over her head as she came closer, his eyes focused on a screen that hung right in front of his stall.

Only once she wrapped her arms around him did he notice that she was there, and the neurons inside the bullified boy's mind started to activate. His boxers, which was the only clothing that he wore after he had been given the full treatment at Bright Minds Academy, started to tenta nd strain under the sheer force of his shaft. He wanted the Bimbo. Not just because she was hot, but because she reminded him of something.

"Mmm, I've been waiting to see you too, Izuku." Bakugou giggled as she let her fingers trail along the bulge in his boxers. She had been waiting for this moment. Ever since she accepted that her angry feelings for Izuku weren't really anger and more just some twisted form of love, she had been waiting to show that love to him. And she was this close. This dangerously close. All she needed to do was pull down the waistband, and...

*RIIIP*

She didn't get the chance. The bull's cock was pointing straight at her face, after her teasing had forced it to rip apart its terribly tight prison. With one deep exhale and the warmth of his virile body pouring off him, there was no chance for her to run away should she not be prepared for breeding with such a mighty specimen...

But she understood. And she giggled as she turned around and bent over, showing off her holes to her sweet Izuku. "Come and get them, big boy..." She just chimed, both holes drooling right before he stuffed one of them full of his meat.

Bakugou's virginity was claimed by the boy she once hated. And she secured their graduation, binding bull and bimbo together. Good Boys and Good Girls always ended up like this, breeding together for the glory of Bright Minds Academy.

And this was her reward for being a Good Girl. The last vestiges of her mind being blown, as she enjoyed every moment of being plown by her sweet Izuku. All thanks to the discipline she had endured.

She truly was a Good Girl.