[Americanization, Bimbofication, Sluttification, Mental Changes]
"C'mon, Momo! You've been here for a couple of weeks already! Just have a drink, it'll be fiiiine!"
"I know, I know. You've all been so nice and accommodating, but I really shouldn't. We have an exam tomorrow..."
Yaoyorozu Momo had to sigh within her mind as she didn't want to disappoint her American friends. She, as well as a couple other students from U.A were part of an exchange program. Which meant that they had to try and live in America for a couple of months, to study the way that Pro Heroes went about their business in another part of the world, while their counterparts from the other side of the ocean were sent to their school. Hopefully Midoriya and the others were pleasant to be with, in the eyes of the Americans...
As for her current predicament, she found herself with a bunch of guys that had been getting very cozy with her over the last few weeks. She was a rather studious girl at heart, which meant that she didn't usually pay attention to how she looked beyond simply looking sharp. But the way that they complimented her led to her taking more and more interest in her looks, so that they could keep on saying such nice things about her...
But perhaps she had been pulled along a little too much. She found herself faced with a bottle of alcohol. She didn't drink since it would no doubt give her hangovers, but when faced with this much peer pressure from her new friends... She really shouldn't, but..!
Momo closed her eyes. There had been warnings about getting too integrated into the culture of the other country. Because there had been more than a few rumors of girls their age ending up a little too loose thanks to everything. But that shouldn't be a problem. It was just one bottle...
"Chug! Chug! Chug!"
The moment that she put the bottle up to her lips, she could hear the young men around her trying to pump her up. Swept up in the chanting, the dainty Hero-to-be couldn't stop herself from doing what they were telling her to do. Chugging and chugging away at the thick and sickening alcohol in the bottle...
She wasn't a fan of the beverage. But right now, with everyone pumping her on, she couldn't stop drinking. And the more she drank, the more they cheered her on. Which made it actually taste really good... So good that she slammed the bottle down on the table once it was empty, and started giggling as she reached for another...
"Ehe... How about another?" Momo said as she shook it around slightly. All while grinning as all of those eyes started to pry at her. Almost as if they were trying to undress her already. Not that she blamed them, because it felt damn good for them to stare...
Eh..? Damn good..? Did she use those kinds of words? Hmmm... Eh, what the hell. It's not like it mattered that much. She could feel the alcohol bubblin' through her, no sense in trying to make sense of herself while she was gettin' wasted!
With everyone around her telling her to chug yet another bottle, Momo got started. Just downing that disgusting alcohol, not really caring for how it tasted. It was more the act of swallowing it while everyone watched that made her heart race more and more...
And the more she drank, the harder it was to notice what was happening to her. Her skin tanning until she looked like she was just as dark as the rest of her friends, with her hair turning a thick shade of blonde. Like she had been born an American, like this had been her life for way longer. It had been, hadn't it?
Yeah. This kind of drinkin' with friends was what she had done since she became legal. Since she got those fat tits of hers... Heh. They weren't natural, but that didn't mean that they weren't great. Those big bouncy implants, wrapped in that star spangled bikini. A real American if she had ever seen one.
The fact that her clothes had shifted into a bikini themed after the American Flag set off absolutely zero alarms inside of Momo's head. Not that she even thought of herself as Momo any longer. She just downed that bottle of beer like it was nothing, before tossing at the wall and laughing with the rest of her friends as it shattered. She was far too shitfaced to care about being responsible...
"Mmmph... Looks like you got Mary all excited, boys!" 'Mary' chimed as she grabbed ahold of the sides of her massive fake tits, making sure to shake her equally fake ass a bit to entice the other boys around her. "C'mon. Don't be shy. Y'know you can use me as much as you'd like!"
The boys around her started roaring in delight, before practically pouncing on her. Letting her hands drift along her entire body. Squeezing into the squishier parts of her tanned bod, while at the same time rubbing their grimy hands all over her assets. It didn't matter that they were filled with silicone...
She was an American! Mary was supposed to be a big plastic bimbo, that was just how things were in this country. She couldn't imagine ever being anything else. She had lived here her whole life, and she completely indulged in her wants and needs the moment she turned 18. And having all of the boys worship her in this way...
With all of their cocks pointed towards her, some of them even getting nice and cozy in between her assets, right before they collectively blew their loads and covered her in their extra sticky spunk? Givin' her the kind of coating only a real American whore would be proud of?
Mary couldn't help but feel a ton of pride fill her heart as she licked her plump red lips. Oh yes. She was going to enjoy as much of the party as she could. Figuratively, and literally...
---
"Y'really are so sweet, Oh-chak. Ah really gotta say it."
"You're the sweet one, Eddie. It's honestly surprising that you'd go to a party like this, but I'm glad you invited me!"
Uraraka Ochako was another one of the students that had chosen to take part in the exchange program, but instead of gravitating towards a crowd that couldn't stop complimenting her and pushing her towards a much more extreme lifestyle, she had found a handsome young man who reminded her a little of Izuku back home.
His name was Eddie, and he was a farm boy. Big, strong, blonde and sweet as a button. He could hold her in his arms and she'd feel all of the warmth from him rush through her. Because he had that big of a heart that he could afford to use on girls he barely knew.
"A-Awe, ya don't hafta say it like that." Eddie blushed, his eyes covered up by the mop he called hair. All while keeping his arms gently wrapped around Ochako. Just so she didn't end up runnin' off and gettin' into trouble. "Y'know, Ah don't really know what dey do at this kinda party... You know anything, Oh-chak?"
Even though he had trouble saying her name, that just made him all the more charming. And fortunately for Eddie, Ochako had a faint idea of what these parties were meant for. Especially since she could hear Momo gettin' down to business in the distance. That girl always screamed so loudly when she started gettin' a bit too intimate...
...Eh? What was she thinkin' about..? She was... Uhm, gosh, it's like the sound of sex started makin' her mind click all slow. At least she had her big... Big? Eddie was big, yeah, but it was like...
Ochako blinked a couple of times as she looked at Eddie, her heart pounding harder and harder against her chest. All while she was swept up by the vibes of the party... And the vibes of her Biiiig...
"Mmph... Big Bro, you silly billy..." Ochako muttered in a much more sweet and sensual tone, as she pressed her tits up against his strong chest. Her big, all-natural tits that were kept nice and tightly packed in her tied top. Plaid, to match her Big Bro's tastes.
Eddie blinked a couple of times too, before being swept up in the vibes as he started grabbin' ahold of his Lil' Sis' fat ass. Those daisy dukes she had bought were definitely meant to tease 'im... Why else would she wear a pair that couldn't handle her ass?
"Ah dunno, Olivia... You seem like the silly one. Is fuckin' really what we're meant to do at this kinda party?" He asked, especially as he felt his overalls gettin' all tight down below. All thanks to what a bombshell his Lil' Sister was. They were like twins, but instead of gettin' all the muscle that he had gotten, she got plenty of fat in all the right places...
Not just that, but the slight tan she had made it clear that she loved working out in the sun with him. And her freckles were real cute too, especially on her tits... God, what he wouldn't do for a quick blowie right about now. There's just somethin' about lookin at his dear sister that was makin him all sorts of wild up there...
"Ah know yew were born on the wrong side of the bed, but Ah didn't think yew were dat stupid, Big Bro." Olivia chimed as she grabbed ahold of the big boy's overalls, tugging both of the straps to the side to make his pants fall down...
All so she could press her face up against that fat bulge trapped within his heart-print boxers, givin' it a kiss before yanking them down with her teeth. All so that cock could be freed...
The two of them had done this kind of thing far too many times before already. But that didn't mean that either of them were growing tired of it. If anything, the fact that they were able to keep on keepin' on like this, driven to lust over and over again by each other... That just made each time they fucked feel that much more fulfillin'
"Let's get yer Rooster to wake up fully, then we'll go have a bit more fun in private. Wouldn't want everyone to start gettin' jealous just 'cause you're the most hung at the party, Big Bro." Olivia chimed, all while squeezing her hands into those fat tits of hers...
Before lettin' 'em wrap around that fat meat. Making sure to squeeze them around it nice and tightly, so that it quickly got forced to get so erect that it was almost bigger than her arm...
She could hear her Big Bro moaning in response to how humid and tight her tits were. But Olivia didn't really listen that good. No, the sight of that fat cock was far too much for her. To the point where she could feel her silly lil' mind start slippin' when presented with it...
The blonde farm gal kissed her Big Bro's Big Cock and made sure to cover it in lots and lots of kisses. As she was meant to. SIblings were meant to bond like this, fuck all day and all night. That was the kinda life one could expect when they were American!
It didn't take long at all for her Big Bro to end up squirtin' out his seed, straight onto her face. Caking her in that stick stuff, which she quickly licked off her face. All while grinnin' up at him with such a lustful look in her eyes. She had plans to drag the big boy away and keep themselves a lil' private..
But since he was so eager to cum right here, why not just keep on havin' fun while everyone could watch? It's not like their relationship was a secret. Olivia had always loved her big bro Eddie, and the two were always so handsy...
So what if the vibes of the party had changed their relationship? It's not like she knew that. All she knew was that her Big Bro was hot...
And that she wanted to keep on playin' with him as much as she possibly could...
---
"Mmm, party's kinda lame. Not nearly got that oomph, ribbit..."
Asui Tsuyu had joined her friends on the trip to America too, but instead of endin' up with a bunch of boys that loved her looks or a big boy that was just sweet to the core, she had ended up with a much seedier crew. To the point of her almost already having fallen victim to the vibes of America.
Her hair had turned brown and short, and she kinda looked like she could be mistaken for an actual frog with how slimy and greasy she now was. Combine that with her choice to wear a wifebeater and an extra short pair of shorts, and she looked more like Trailer Trash rather than a student from Japan. Especially since she almost always had her tongue out, using it to play with that fat belly of hers...
It's not her fault that the kinda fast food that was on offer was like, the most addictin' shit she had ever eaten. She'd almost always be ready to chow down, and that led her to hang out with some real shitty types. And those types weren't busy on the main floor, why would they be?
They'd be out back. Which is where Tsuyu started headin', slappin' her belly a bit as she could feel the hunger pangs. She needed a good meal soon too, not just a few drinks. But it was a good thing she knew the boys were nearby. They'd deffo have somethin' for her...
"H-Haaah... T-Tsuyu, Tsuyu, damnit she's just..."
"Just what, boys? Sexy as hell?"
The seedy boys that she loved to hang out with collectively let out a shocked cry, their hoodies and loose pants doin' very little to hide the fact that they were currently fappin' to a really shoddy lookin' poster of one of Tsuyu's nudes. It was real crummy stuff, but she had to sell herself a bit to make sure she had enough cash for food.
Tsuyu looked at the poster and stretched a lil', making her plump and plush tummy bounce in turn. "'aight. You three want to fap? Then keep on fappin'. Just do it to a real woman instead of my shitty nudes." She said, as she grabbed ahold of that wifebeater...
And lifted it up. Letting her extremely fat tits flop onto the cushion she called a stomach. They looked like they had seen better days, especially since they were sagging from all the food she had eaten. But she knew that didn't matter. Boys like them, and a lotta boys that ended up buyin' the shit she was sellin, were just happy to see a pair of tits. Didn't matter if it was a perky pair, didn't matter if it was a saggy pair. As long as they could rub one out...
"T-Tsuyu... Sue's tits..! Sue's fat fuckin' honkers..!"
The boys cried out in tandem, the vibes of their lil' session sweeping over them as they started actively stroking their shafts to the sight of the trailer trash whore pressing up against the wall. She was givin' them a special show, of course they couldn't stop themselves..!
Somethin' about the way that they were fappin' made things click inside her brain. Tsuyu was definitely not the right name for a slut like her. Sue was her name, and it was just the right name for the kind of whore that had a vice grip on the nearby trailer park...
Heh. It didn't matter if it was boys like them, or the older men that were feelin' all kinds of dissatisfied. Sue was there for all of 'em. And it's not like they had any other options. Sure, Sue's tits and ass were super swampy and almost always left them just as sticky as her, but that was part of why they were so good. Why they were able to milk so much cum from those weak and easily exploited cocks...
Hell, she didn't even have to do much. She just had to lick her lips a bit and clap those fat tits together, and the boys started cummin'. The seed just squirtin' forward as she let it all gather on her tits...
It felt nice to get a glaze like that. She could feel the cock-stink permeating through her. She could probably use that fat tongue of hers to masturbate a bit until she felt nice and satisfied. But at the same time, she wouldn't be gettin' everything she wanted. She needed more. Way, way more than just a bit of cum that covered her up like that.
"You boys did real good." Sue said as she licked her lips, tuggin' down her pants as she exposed her extra wet hole. "One of you take this one. The others, share the ass. Consider this a lil' freebie, to keep you boys hooked on the supply." She said, as she pressed her hands up against the wall. Just to entice the boys to get close to her swampy body...
The greasy whore was practically impossible for them to resist. They certainly tried, given the way that they looked at one another. But when presented with her thick and hairy donut, or the bush down below... When presented with such a body that they really shouldn't be as turned on by as they were....
Sue's body was simply too irresistible despite everything. Causing the boys to almost immediately cling to her. Two of them grabbed ahold of her fat ass and squeezed their hands into it, while the last one grabbed ahold of her tits and used them as leverage as he shoved his thing deep into her.
The three of them were absurdly hooked. And they simply couldn't do anything except for thrust for her. Heh. Now this was the kinda party that Sue was lookin' for. None of that lame dancin' shit inside. Even though she knew Mary and Olivia were also gettin' it on, it was nowhere near as good as this. Heh, she'd be makin' them plenty jealous if they knew she was gettin' it on outside...
And she couldn't help but lick her lips a bit, as she saw a line forming not far from those boys. She had attracted a crowd. As expected, they couldn't keep themselves off a whore like her...
Now this... This was gonna be real fun for a whore like her...
---
"Okay, something's seriously wrong here. Can't believe they don't see it."
Kyoka Jiro was the last of the girls that had joined up with the exchange program, and unlike her friends... She had a bit more difficulty actually fitting in. Or rather, it was much easier for her to resist the vibes of America, unlike the others.
She was already into the kind of music that wouldn't be out of place in America. Which was why the way that the others started to turn into different kinds of sluts bothered her. And why she was at this party in the first place, to try and keep an eye on them.
Not that she liked being a proverbial babysitter, but somebody had to do it. Which was why she had her plugs plugged into the wall. So she could try and hear when one might be gettin' a little too-
"Hey! Jiro! C'mon, we need somebody to cheer us on!"
Jiro rolled her eyes as she heard the voice of one of the jocks that had been trying to hit on her. She didn't understand why the jocks had such an eye on her, but it was not the time for that shit..!
"Go away, I-"
She didn't get the chance to protest, as the jock grabbed ahold of her wrist. Not violently so, but definitely with the kind of strength that was hard to fight against. Yankin' her away from the wall, and dragging her over to a set of big boys just like him. Jocks that had been sweatin' away all day, only to end up at a party ready to get drinking.
"C'mon, Jiro! Just cheer for us, like you do durin' the games!" The Jock grinned as he grabbed the big glass of beer in front of him, clacking it against his fellow Jocks' glasses as they each put 'em up to their lips...
And just started downing all the beer that they could. They didn't even think about what might happen if they drink too much. They were men. And men just downed whatever came their way. No matter how thick the beer was, nor how much of it there was, would slow 'em down in any way.
"Chug! Chug! Chug!"
Jiro could feel a shiver running down her spine as she heard the other Jocks start cheering them on. The vibes around her were incredibly strong. She really wanted to join in, but she was meant to keep her eyes on the other three. If she ended up getting lost in the vibes, then-
*SLAM*
"C'mon, Jiro!"
The Jocks slammed their glasses onto the table, as each quickly got filled up with a second round. The sound itself slammed its way through Jiro's mind, interrupting her train of thought completely.
Jiro let out a small moan as she felt her hair changing. She could feel it all happening, yet the changes were far too quick for her to stop. Especially as she started giggling at the sight of these big hunky boys drinkin'...
Who were they drinkin' for? Oh, that's right, silly Jen! Jen was the one they were drinkin' for! The biggest drinker got to play with her jugs, ehe! How could she be that stupid?
Well, she was kinda in the middle of flunkin' her classes, and she was kinda only gettin' by through a lotta favors that involved her pillowy boobies wrapped around the teachers' things, but that's besides the point!
She had brought her Jugs t-shirt! The boys loved it when her jugs started bouncin' when she cheered! That's why she had gotten all that nice silicone stuff injected, so her tits could be suuuuper big and suuuper bouncy!
"Jugs! Jugs! Jugs!" Jen cheered, her bouncy twintails going up and down to the beat of her cheer. And so did her tits, bouncing up and down and nearly smacking her right in the face as she kept on cheerin' for the boys...
Her skirt was doin a great job showin' off down there too. All the Jocks got to see her 'free use' tattoo and how it pointed to her pussy! Ehe, they were totes gonna pound her once they were done doin' all this manly stuff, and she was gonna feel reaaal good too...
The Jocks each started chugging much harder and much faster when Jen started to cheer for them, each of them overwhelmed by the sight of their favorite cheerleader cheering her heart out. Well, it wasn't really the fact that she was cheering, and more so just the way that her tits just obnoxiously bounced like that.
They were young men after all. The sight of such fat tits, even if they were fake, set them off real good. Causing them to down what seemed to be a gallon of beer between them in a matter of mere minutes, all while being cheered on like that..
But eventually, there was no more beer. Eventually, there was no more to drink. And the three let out a roar of pure energy instead, as they turned to the big bouncy cheerleader...
Jen couldn't help but giggle in turn as they each stared at her. "C'mon, boys! Here's your jugs! You all won, you all deserve them!" She chimed as she made sure to press her arms up against those jugs, just to make them seem a little more presentable than they already were. She wanted to give those boys everything that they could possibly want, 'cuz they had shown they were reaaaal hot.
It didn't take long for them to grab ahold of her tits... And slam her right against the table, as the cheers around them changed. Not that she could hear much, because of what she saw...
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
The chorus was deafening, but the sight of the jocks' cocks was blinding. Jen could feel the drool running down her chin as her pussy started throbbing. She wanted them. She needed them... And when she was done with them all? Why, she wouldn't mind if the rest of the Jocks grabbed ahold of her twintails and used them as a pair of handlebars, just to get their rocks off! She was free to use, after all! They could get down to business as much as they wanted, as long as they made her feel extra good!
Ehe... What a fun party. But wasn't she supposed to be doing something important? Somethin' like keepin' an eye on her besties..?
Jen thought for a moment, right before she got penetrated. Then the thought faded, and pleasure overwhelmed her instead. Eh, it's not like it was that important.
Now was the time to slut herself out, not to think!
---
The U.A girls had been explicitly warned before they took off. To be careful. Otherwise, they would be swept up by the vibes of America, and then they would end up becoming Americans in every sense of the word. Forgetting their pasts, forgetting what they wished for. And letting themselves serve as a point where the vibe could pivot through. That was how the four of them ended up becoming the women that they now were...
Mary, the tanned American whore, was the life of the party. Wherever she went, a buncha guys was bound to follow. All for the sake of gettin' a chance to fuck the city's sluttiest gal. She always wore a pair of tacky american shades that made her look like even more of a slut, which went together perfectly with her star spangled bikini. A real American, and a real slutty whore...
Olivia, the farm-lovin' sister, preferred to stick close to home. It's just that her home was now with the big boy that she had deluded herself into thinkin' was her Brother. And Eddie was far too kind to realize that somethin' was wrong. Especially since she was such a good fuck, and he couldn't help but admit that he had been thinkin' of this kind of American Lovin' for a long time. Both livin' their lives, happily making love like the southern siblings that they were...
Sue, the Trailer Trash Thot, kept on sellin' her services to the kinds of trash that couldn't help themselves. Even lettin' herself be used for free by newbies and repeat customers. It's not like they had a choice in the matter anyway. She was so greasy, so slimy that as soon as you got hooked on her, it was hard to really think of her as anything but the very best. Even though she was the trashiest thot, she was the kinda gal that got everyone addicted... And hey, as long as they fucked her, it didn't matter to her. She just wanted to feel good, and by god she felt that way...
Jen, the ditzy cheerleader with the jiggliest jugs. Always happy to make her Jocks feel good. Always happy to make 'em smile by bouncin' around a bit. And always ready to keep herself from droppin' out with a lil' bit of TnA. It sure helped that a lot of her teachers were the kinda DILFs that she could call daddy, and they loooved to grab her twintails and make sure that she shut her cocksuckin' lips up by forcing their rock hard dicks inside. Maybe she'd graduate and join Sue or Mary in their respective fields, but for now she was lovin' the school life and all the sex that came with it!
Those were their fates. And unless somebody managed to get them home, their new lives would remain in control. Wiping away more and more of what had originally been. Leaving nothing behind but the slutty Americans that the vibes had given birth to...
And yet, back in Japan...
---
"Sugoi, Izuku-sama! Sugoi!"
"Suuuch a big cock you've got, Izukuuuu!"
"Ara, how cute you are, despite packing so much..."
Izuku blushed as he was overwhelmed by the exchange students that were currently squeezing into his bulge. He knew that things had started to go wrong, but he wasn't really able to explain how or why it did. He hadn't even really gotten the names of the students that had come from America, but...
Seeing the roughest of the three turn into a devoted Geisha, seeing the nerdy girl turn into a cutesy gyaru, and seeing the shortest of the three turn into a matured beauty that was probably a little too old for school... It was a sight that should've horrified him and made him try to reach out to the teachers...
But instead, here he was. Being teased and blessed by them as they thirsted after his cock. Being made into their toy, because the vibe they were giving off was far too strong for him to overcome. And before long, they'd probably be indulging. Making sure that he felt real good as they satisfied their lusts...
He wanted to save himself for Ochako. But... Well, they were so insistent, and they were saying such nice things about him... So, maybe... Maybe he should just let them do what they wanted...
Quietly forgetting that they were part of an exchange program... Quietly forgetting whose places they had taken...
As the sound of his zipper was undone, and he too was captured by the lewd vibe...