My Hero Academia: Bibimi's New Sisters

“Mmph! Mmph!” Uraraka and Kendo tried screaming for help, but it was no use. The blindfold and mouth gags made it impossible for them to call for help or find out where they were.

A few minutes later, they felt themselves being sat down and tied to a chair before their blindfold was taken off the reveal several other female students and their ringleader Bibimi Kenrenzaki, the two-time winner of the U.A. School Festival's Miss Con.

“Finally, the two of you have arrived,” she said arrogantly, grinning at her new prey. “I have been waiting so long for this day. You there, take off their gags; that is no way for you to treat a lady!” she said, ordering two of the students to take off their gags.

“Bleh,” Kendo said as the gag was removed from her mouth. “Why the hell did you kidnap us!” she yelled at Bibimi, trying to use her quirk to escape, but it was no use. For some reason, she couldn’t activate it.

“Let us go right now!” Uraraka yelled at her. “You have no right to do this to us!”

“My, oh, my, what foul mouth girls you are, that will need to be changed as well, it seems,” Bibimi arrogantly said to them. “Though you are correct for wanting an explanation, it is the beautiful thing for me to do.”

“Ever since the last U.A. School Festival's Miss Con, I have been watching the two of you. I am graduating this year, but I require those that I chose to continue and display my beauty to this beautiful school.”

“You two have so much potential, and it would be a waste just to let the two of you squander your precious gift of beauty. You should feel honored that someone as beautiful as myself has chosen the two of you to become my precious little sisters.”

“Why the hell would we ever want that!?” Kendo yelled at her, trying to use her quirk again with the same results as before.

“You can’t do this to us! Let us go right now!” Uraraka yelled at her. “We don’t want to be your sisters!”

“Hmm, and here I thought that you would welcome my generous offer with open arms,” Bibimi said in disappointment. “Yet here you are refusing my offer and trying to use your quirks to escape. Oh, don’t be so surprised, Kendo dear, those chairs that you are strapped to make it impossible for you to use your quirks. They were a fortune to make, but they were more than worth it.

“It’s a shame that the two of you have yet to see the same potential that I see in you yourselves, though that can easily be changed with time. Beauty takes time. For one to be beautiful, one must be beautiful in mind, body, and spirit.

“Speaking of which, those ugly clothes you’re wearing do not suit you at all; they have to go.”

SNAP!

Bibimi snapped her fingers together, and seconds later her minions brought out red and blue kimono-sleeved dresses, with patterns on the sleeves and a cotton trim around the neck. The red one was prepared for Uraraka and the blue was for Kendo. They were alternate-colored kimonos of the pink one that she was currently wearing.

“We are not wearing those,” Kendo said to her.

“I agree,” Uraraka said to her. “We will not take off our hero uniforms to wear something so tacky.”

“It would seem that your sense of fashion also needs to be looked at,” Bibimi said to them.

SNAP!

She snapped her fingers together once more, and her minions stripped the two of them down to their underwear and then began to dress them in their new dresses, much to their discomfort and resistance. They had hoped that they could have been given a chance to escape while they were being dressed, but these kimonos were designed to work around their binds.

“Stop! Take these disgusting clothes off of us!” Kendo yelled while Uraraka was left stunned that she was now wearing something this tacky.

“The only disgusting this so far are your attitudes,” Bibimi said to them. “If you two can’t see that I am trying to help you, then you force me to show your true beauty in a much more difficult manner. Girls, if you would,” she said to her minions, who brought out two pairs of giant fake eyelashes like the pair that Bibimi was wearing. “These will help you understand what true beauty is,” she said, locking the fake eyelashes in place, and they could only be removed by her.

“Alright, girls, now it is time to being your etiquette training,” Bibimi said to them while her minions brought out a tv for them.

“No! We refuse to do this!” Kendo yelled at her. “You bitch, you’ll fucking pay for-“

BZZT!

All of a sudden, a shock went through Kendo’s body, rattling both her body and brain!

“W-what w-was that?” Kendo asked, unable to think or talk straight.

“Ohohohohoho!” Bibimi started to laugh at her foolish sister in an arrogant manner. “That is what happens to disobedient girls that don’t obey their onee-sama! Those pretty eyelashes of yours have a built-in taser. Every time you girls disobey or fight back, you will receive a shock.

“Girls, I do believe that they will no longer need those ugly binds to keep them in check. Please release my sisters for me,” she said as her minions released them, but seconds after, both Uraraka and Kendo used this opportunity to attack her!

BZZT! BZZT!

“Ohohohohoho!” Did you two really think that I wouldn’t zap you the moment I released you? Now be good girls and get back up on your seats,” she said to them while waving the remote control to show them that she was in control.

Uraraka did as she was told since she didn’t think that she could bear to take another shock. Kendo, on the other hand, was braver than she was.

“You bitch!” Kendo yelled at her, drool coming out of her mouth. She would not yield to this psycho. She would fight back and make her pay! “I’m going to beat the ever-living piss out of y-”

BZZT! BZZT! BZZT!

“Naughty, naughty,” Bibimi said to Kendo, whose body was now twitching thanks to all of the shocks she had just received. “Girls, if you would please help my dear sister back to her seat, it looks like she’ll need it,” she said to her minions, who did as they were told.

“It would seem like my dear Chichimi is much more obedient than her sister Kimichi,” Bibimi said, looking at Uraraka, who was scared out of her mind right now.

“My name is Uraraka,” she said to Bibimi.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, your former names were too ugly for my dear little sisters, so I decided to give you both new beautiful names! You are now Chichimi Kenrenzaki and she is Kimichi Kenrenzaki. You like your new name, don’t you, Kimichi?”

“Grrr,” Kendo, now Kimichi, could only growl defiantly at Bibimi while she tried to regain the feeling in her muscles. All the shocks she received made her body collapse, and her mind was a mess, but what she did know was that she wasn’t going to give in to Bibimi.

“Aww, what a beautiful expression you have there,” Bibimi said to her. “I knew that there was still hope for you. Now be a good girl, and pay attention; class is about to start,” she said cheerfully, having one of her minions turn on the tv.

“All elegant ladies like us must understand one simple fact, and that is that we are the gift to the world. Say it with me, girls, “We are the gift to the world.”

“Wwww ggurft wworlf!” Kimichi did her best to follow along with the class, mumbling along with them while trying to recover. If she took any more shocks, she may actually start to want to go through with onee-sama’s training. Wait for onee-sama? No, Bibimi was her… onee-sama. What the heck? Why couldn’t Kimichi insult her, and why the hell was she referring to herself with the name that her beloved onee-sama gave her.

Bibimi smiled, seeing that Kimichi was already started to be affected by her brainwashing. The tasers helped make her mind more susceptible to the hypnosis embedded into the tv that she had on display for her dear sisters. It was only a matter of time before they started to see things her way and live as the beautiful, elegant ladies that she knew they were.

“Very good, both of you,” Bibimi said to them. “Now it’s time for you turn to learn how to walk.”

“But we already knew how to walk,” Chichimi said to Bibimi. She looked back at Kimichi and saw that she was trying to move her hand though it would seem that she was still having some difficulties.

“Oh, my dear naïve sister, that is how the commoners walk,” Bibimi said to her as if it was obvious for her to know that. “The both of you need to learn to walk like actual ladies, though it would seem that your sister could use some rest. I will put her to bed while playing her some soothing music. In the meantime, my girls will show you the proper way to walk.”

“Please, Lady Chichimi follow us,” one of Bibimi’s minions said, leading Chichimi to the center of the room, which had been cleared out for her. They then placed a book on her head and made her walk. The goal was to make she that she could walk at this position without losing her balance and dropping the book. Though Chichimi was unsuccessful, and the book fell off instantly.

Bzzt!

The girls gave Chichimi a smaller level of a shock than the one from before, but it still hurt a lot. “Please try to do better, Lady Chichimi. Your sister Lady Bibimi only wants you to be perfect like her.

“O-okay,” Chichimi said meekly. She didn’t like obeying her captures, but as of now, they held the power. She would have to do what they wanted and hoped that someone would come to save them soon.

While Chichimi continued to learn how to walk, Bibimi led their youngest sister Kimichi to her new room. It would turn out that this entire time that they were in Bibimi’s house. To make matters worse, no one would come for them as Bibimi filed out a form saying that she had recruited them to join her club and for this entire weekend, they would be at her place.

No one would come for them, because no one even knew that they were in danger. Though calling this scenario dangerous wasn’t beautiful at all. This was more refining her sisters into the girls she knew they could be.

Bibimi laid Kimichi down and then strapped her to her bed, before covering her up. She couldn’t let her sister do anything risky to harm her or get in the way of her training. She only had a few days to turn them in perfectly refined and beautiful young ladies.

Once she made sure that her beloved little sister Kimichi was secured, she placed a pair of headphones over her that repeated several sentences on repeat. “You are a beautiful young lady. You are Kimichi Kenrenzaki. You love your onee-sama and will do whatever she asks. You are refined and perfect. All your thoughts are pure and beautiful. To be a lady is to be a hero.”

“N-no, no lady,” Kimichi, mumbled to herself as she started to fall asleep. She tried resisting the brainwashing, but in the end, all of her efforts would be worthless.

After Chichimi’s class was over, she did the same to her that she did to Kimichi. Though, unlike the naught Kimichi, Chichimi was much more obedient for her dear onee-sama. Chichimi went to sleep that night while listening to her onee-sama’s hypnosis audio recording, hoping over and over again that Deku would come to her rescue. He was her prince.

The next day Chichimi and Kimichi were awoken early to get dressed by their new servants. Chichimi accepted it without question, as she was happy to experience true luxury for the first time in her life. Kimichi, on the other hand, whose attitude had changed from her brainwashing, was too proud to let the commoners touch her fair skin.

Bibimi was happy to see that her two sisters were progressing, but there was one thing that was bugging her since yesterday, and that was their hair. It was just too unrefined and not beautiful in the slightest; it needed to be changed.

The two younger sisters of Bibimi continued with their classes today, without any issues. Thanks to her brainwashing, zapping, and hypnosis, her sisters were more than happy to take part in their classes.

They learned proper etiquette, from how they walked, talked, and dressed. From there, they were taught that the other students at U.A were peasants compared to them. They were the most beautiful girls in all of the school, and everyone should shower them with affection. Finally, before their big sister decided to fix their hair, she made sure that her sisters knew how to properly use the snobby right girl laugh.

“Ohohohoho! Ohohohoho! Ohohohohoho!”

The Kenrenzaki household was filled with the arrogant laughter of the three sisters.

“Alright, now suit back and relax as onee-sama makes you even more beautiful,” she said, placing small earbuds into their ears with hypnosis brainwashing audio in it while she and her minions began to dye her sister's hair bright blood like hers. For Chichimi, she used a special hair elixir to grow out her hair. Short hair was not befitting of her sisters.

Once their hair was dyed, she began to style it in the same style that she had; two tightly curled rolls on each side of their faces and a wide, folded bun at the back with three more curled rolls beneath it.

Now besides their faces which were slightly different from hers, they looked exactly alike! Now with a bit of makeup, it was time for her to show off her new sisters to the world!

When Monday came, Bibimi’s minions rolled a red carpet down the hall as she and her sisters entered the school wearing their beautiful kimonos. They walked down the red carpet like the Queens that they were. Everyone that they passed revered and respected them. Their subjects loved them!

Or at least that is what they thought. In truth, the main reason why they were looking at Bibimi and her two sisters was that they were confused why there were two more of her. No one had ever seen these girls before, and no one didn’t know what to do.

“Oh, sorry,” a male student said as he accidentally bumped into the back of Kimichi.

“Ohohohohohoho! Think nothing of it!” Kimichi said back to him. “You must be a fan. I am sorry, but onee-sama doesn’t want us giving autographs out to the peasants; we wouldn’t want to start a riot now, would we?”

“…Um, I guess,” the male student said back to her, not understanding a word of what she was talking about. The only thing that was clear to him was that this girl looked familiar, but he couldn’t remember who she was.

Bibimi smiled back at Kimichi, proud of how far her youngest sister had come since they started. She was so defiant at first, but look at her now, a perfect beautiful lady.

Bibimi made sure that the school and their families knew of Chichimi’s and Kimichi’s decision to become her sisters, and there was nothing any of them could do about it with the power that her family possessed.

Bibimi wanted to drop her sisters off at their respective classrooms, though it would seem that when they got to class 1-A, a member of class 1-B was making a scene.

“I challenge you 1-A!” Neito Monoma yelled at Deku, who was just trying to wait for Urarka to come to class since no one had seen her in the dorms over the weekend.

“Ohohohohohoho! What an arrogant little man you are,” Kimichi said, laughing at Neito. Normally she would be the one to stop him from antagonizing class 1-A, but as Kimichi, she no longer dirtier herself with such dirty work.

“How dare you!” Neito yelled back at them, but then stopped for a second when he realized that he was yelling at Kendo! “Kendo, where have you been!? We’ve been looking everywhere for you! Did class 1-A do this to you!”

“My heavens, what an uncivilized brute you are,” she said to him. “Please do not associate with my sisters or me!”

“But Kendo, you’re a member of class 1-B!” Neito yelled at her. You must come with me!”

“I think not. There is the perfect example of a prince standing right before me; why would I ever go with you,” Kimichi said to him. “Though perhaps I shall stop by and see if there are any worthy of my attention, later on, no off with you,” she said, shooing Neito away.

“Wait, if she’s Kendo, does that mean  that you are Uraraka!?” Deku said in disbelief as Chichimi nodded to him.

“My dear prince, what you say is indeed true, but that is the name of who I once was,” Chichimi said to her beloved. Throughout all her brainwashing, she had called out to Deku for help, and this only strengthened her love for him. He was her prince, her knight in shining armor, her hope.

“Prince!?” Deku said back, shocked to see Uraraka acting like a completely different person.

“Be honored, that I have chosen you to be our prince,” she said arrogantly to him. “I hereby announce to all that can hear that Deku belongs to my sisters and me! He is our prince, and only those as beautiful and refined as us may try to take him!”

“Hehehe,” Bibimi giggled to herself, knowing that her sisters were now shining examples of beauty. Perhaps she should acquire some more, she thought, thinking the same thought as Kimichi.