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female Zero Gravi-pee

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U.A. High School was the world's premiere school for heroes in training, a huge collection of teenagers with Quirks and a handful of pro heroes. With so many potential powerhouses under one roof, this place should be under constant threat of villain attacks taking the preemptive of snuffing out possible future threats. But U.A. had the best security in Japan, and heroes like All Might that could defeat any trespassers. The school grounds were the safest place for budding champions of justice to learn.

However, it wasn't an impenetrable fortress, every once in a while something would sneak in that had to be dealt with. That's what had happened just as class began in the morning, a Threat Level Wolf report of a villain with the Quirk to turn itself into water. It appeared that it snuck in through the plumbing system, and while it hadn't assaulted a student yet, it did make its presence known in the women's restroom while an upperclassman was in there. It still hadn't been determined whether it was a genuine threat or just a pervert putting their abilities to the test, so classes hadn't been cancelled.

It wasn't like the invasion had no effect, though. As a precaution, the school's bathrooms were closed to not give the creep the opportunity. So, for as long as it took for the pros to flush them out, the students had to hold it. “It's good training, you won't always have a chance to use the bathroom in the field,” the teachers said.

Those were the unfortunate events that led to Ochako Uraraka being quietly desperate in Mr. Aizawa's general studies class. She was doing her absolute best to not make it known, because then she'd have the bad kind of attention on her. Instead, she tried to focus on Mr. Aizawa's droning, monotone voice lecturing about world history, her notes looking more like a kindergartner's handwriting now.

What's taking the staff so long to catch the villain? No one in Class 1-A had seen it, granted, but they were under the assumption it shouldn't be a hard-won victory, not after over 4 hours. It's not like it was a dangerous attack like the League of Villains, it shouldn't be taking this long. Hurry please, I need to pee. All the musing was at least happening in her head, she wasn't muttering it all out loud like Deku.

Her attention already split, Ochako halved her focus even further by looking at her classmates. All of them were studiously watching the teacher and taking the same amount of notes they would any other day. How are all of them okay? She didn't expect all of them to be obvious, she couldn't even imagine someone like Bakugo acting like that, but at least someone else would make her feel better about her predicament. “Is my bladder really that small?”

“Did you say something, Uraraka?” Deku sat next to Ochako, so when she accidentally said her thoughts, it was caught.

Deku was her friend, but admitting this was probably too much. Or maybe she could ask him something subtly and not out herself. “Doesn't look like anyone's having trouble with that whole off-limits bathroom thing.”

“I don't know about everyone else, but I stopped using school bathrooms years ago. Kacchan always beat me up there, where the teachers couldn't see. Why?”

In a split-second, Ochako's face blushed a brighter red than Kirishima's hair. “N-n-n-n-no,” she whisper-yelled. “I was just remarking on it, it has nothing to do with me!”

Right as she was in the middle of (badly) defending herself, a white ribbon flew by both of their faces, stopping both of them dead and bringing everyone's attention to them. It came from Mr. Aizawa's combat scarf, guaranteed to shut a student up. “Is your conversation interesting, Mr. Midoriya and Ms. Uraraka?”

His dull yet menacing voice was enough to get them both to clam up, sit straight and face forward. Which meant Ochako was back to holding alone. Her ability to pay attention to the class was still lacking, so she instead contemplated what Deku said. I guess it's not unusual that some of them didn't use the bathroom here anyway. Why can't I be one of them? She hadn't compared before, but she had always known her capacity was pretty lackluster. Just not that it was this much lower than average. How am I supposed to do this?

Even with her bladder throbbing, she found reason to remain optimistic. It's not like a hero to give up. They keep fighting even when it seems hopeless, sometimes that's the only way to win! She didn't have as huge a hero obsession as Deku, but she still greatly admired their feats and wished to be like them. The pro heroes will do their jobs and save everyone else, it's my duty to trust in them.

It was nice to have that kind of confidence, but it didn't change the fact that she really needed to pee now, with no relief in sight. She couldn't move much, so she settled for putting her right thigh over her left, slight rubs to lower pressure. She could only hope it would do enough, for...how much longer is this class? She checked the clock above the board at the front of the room to see the time until lunch break. Half an hour?! Oh... That didn't look good.

For now, she looked okay from an outside perspective, aside from those shaking legs that could be attributed to cold. She was in a short skirt, after all, leggings would only do so much to mitigate that. Inside, it was a whole different story. Her bladder was pressing hard against everything around it, trying with all its might to break the dams down and release its contents.

Time passed, and Ochako was starting to feel hot. It couldn't just be because the already warm urine was forced to stay inside a hot human body and increase its temperature, it just took so much energy to push her bladder muscles that far. Her face was turning pink and sweat was forming on her forehead, but she still had that weird chill under her skin, like she had a fever. What felt like her kidneys were hurting with an outward pressure. This can't be healthy, she worried. If I keep this up, I could be in serious danger.

But heroes were supposed to confront that with a smile, right? They were gifted with abilities and drive above most, the skill to face pain. But that was the worst thing to Ochako, the helplessness. She could take the gravity from anything she touched, it could be a really cool Quirk. But even ignoring the concentration she couldn't spare it took to use, it was entirely useless now. True, she wasn't thinking at a hundred percent, but she couldn't think of any possible application it could have to help her. What was a hero who couldn't use their Quirk supposed to do in the face of peril?

What did Deku do? He had been improving, but his Quirk still broke his bones when he used it, and he still managed to stand proud and be a hero. He's the purest example of the attitude a hero should have. So I can't give up now! I just can't! An intense wave of striking desperation from her probably overfilled bladder struck her like a Texas Smash, forcing her to press her thighs together harder, limiting blood flow to her legs. She had to close her eyes for that extra push against her own organ, but she could feel herself overcoming that spike, the urge would pass soon.

“Uraraka? Are you alright?” It seemed so far away, like a voice piercing between worlds, but that whisper was actually Deku, less than a meter to her right.

Ochako couldn't see herself, but she was really a pitiful sight. Everyone in the class could see how violently she was pushing her thighs against each other, rocking in her hard chair, eyes shut as tight as possible, and she even let out a little squeak every once in a while. It was so painfully obvious how bad she needed to pee, it was a miracle her hands weren't grabbing her crotch with all her strength.

She hadn't opened her eyes yet, but she could feel the judging gazes of every other student, she had to be the only one in this bad a state. Suddenly, the odds stacked against her overtook her ability, keeping hold was no longer possible. The silent classroom was now echoing with splashing as a puddle grew in Ochako's seat, soaking the rear of the school standard gray skirt, turning in near-black as the excess fell off the sides of the chair into a second collection on the floor. Small rivulets found their way down her legs too, tracing lines in her leggings down to her socks.

She wasn't making a sound, but one word was repeating endlessly: failure. While everyone else had been doing just fine in spite of the circumstances, she was the lone hero that wet herself. She had proven, in the most embarrassing way possible, her lower than average capacity and strength. That made her less of an asset in the field, if she had to pee, she wouldn't be able to fight or stay in the battle for long without having an accident. How bad would it show on her skintight superhero costume?

While urine was still pouring out of her, Ochako was paralyzed, her only motions being shaking and shivering. She sat there as everyone stared for a minute, until she finished and the room went dead silent, like Thirteen's black hole absorbed all the sound. At any other school, she'd be laughed at and mocked before she'd have the time to fully let go. Maybe at a school for heroes, those that want to protect those in need, the kids would be more understanding?

Ochako wasn't staying to find out. She bolted upright, palms slamming on the desk like she was pissed instead of just her clothes. “I'll be in the nurse's office,” she choked out before anyone else could have the first word. She walked out stiffly, eyes all still on her, out the door and into the empty hallway, dripping the whole way. Finally alone, she allowed herself to start crying, but started the uncomfortable (emotionally and physically) walk of shame to the nurse's office.



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