Mina sees more changes in the classroom

Fucking bikinis? Really? Mina thought angrily, as she saw herself in the mirror.

Of course, she hadn't been planning to conforming to this insane school regulation but, as she had discovered, all of her school clothes had been replaced with multiple sets of bikinis, overnight. She didn't really have a choice, outside of going in her nightwear. Besides, the offer of Hagakure's leftovers were still dancing in her mind, much to the pig girl's shame.

She had changed into a dark pink set, which she realised with a creeped out chill that they were actually her exact size. Mina had no clue where the culprit had got her measurements from, but she was angry.

Mina was so going to pulverize the pathetic no good pervert that was behind this. By now, she was confident that this wasn't accidental but there was, in fact, someone pulling the strings. There were far too many things Mina had noticed: animal quirks; bikini uniforms; the lack of locks on the girls' dorm rooms, which still caused her skin to crawl. Not to mention, all of these changes were going completely unnoticed by the other girls.

All of these together painted the picture of a pervert. Maybe a perverted villain even. This had to be the work of a creep with a memory-altering quirk or... some kind of perception-blocking quirk. Something.

It wasn't long before one of the girls barged into the room (damn it! Why did they have to get rid of the locks on their doors?) and told them to hurry up or she'll be late for their first period.

Mina was **** at first. Then, Hagakure presented her leftover omelet and rice, sitting comfortably in a Tupperware container, and tempted Mina out nose-first. Mina was partly embarrassed to have actually fallen for that but was also happy to be chowing down on another great meal. Her two minds were in bitter conflict, as she walked across campus to the U.A. building, friends in-toe. It wasn't until the box was empty that Mina's mind returned and the reality of what was happening sunk in again.

Striving to keep her chin up, Mina awkwardly walked to class. She tried not to appear bothered. It eased her worry, somewhat, seeing that all the girls they passed were also in bikinis, just like they were. At least Mina wasn't sticking out, even if it was embarrassing. She also noticed that the girls from other classes, while still subject to the bikini rule, didn't become new animal mutants. That seemed specific to their class, it seemed.

The girls arrived to class together and all went to take their seats.

Mina noticed how the boys were completely unchanged and were wearing the same uniform as before. It made her uncomfortably aware of her own immodesty again and her hands raised to her chest, as she crossed her arms self-consciously.

Resting behind Aoyama, Mina pouted, feeling scared, confused and... hungry again. Are you kidding me?

Deciding to ignore it, Mina just rested her head onto the desk, between her crossed arms and sighed out another weak oink.

This was going to be a long day. She had to work out what was causing this and find a way to stop it fast. She pondered on what she knew so far.

The obvious changes were:

• She had a Pig Nose:
  This also had the added effect of making her really hungry and apparently entering this dopey, food-drunk state of mind whenever she ate too much, making her a lot more agreeable, for some reason.
• The girls had similar animal mutations:
  Except for Tsuyu, who was already a frog.
  Plus, this rule only seemed to affect the girls in this class, specifically.
• The Bikini Uniform Policy:
  This is true for all the female body of the school. She'd have to check whether this applied to all schools or just U.A.

And most importantly,

_- No body was aware that anything was different, except for her.
All the girls were completely comfortable in their uniforms and weren't freaked out by their animal features. Plus, they spoke about them as though they were everyday things, even mentioning Mina's love of food before even she knew she had one.
This even extended to the boys, who didn't treat them any differently than they normally woul-

_
Suddenly, she heard something that knocked her out of her thoughts.

Was that the sound of Yao Momo moaning?

"Oh, Mineta. Mooah~ You really know what you're doing, oh. Thank you for helping mmmeeeee out before class-seseses st-sta-art. OH, MOO!!!"

Turning to look at the opposite corner of the room, she saw that Mineta was standing on top of Momo's desk and was fondling her boobs. In broad daylight, unashamedly.

"MINETA!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!?" Mina screamed, standing up with a jolt.

The tiny teen turned to Mina and held a sickening smirk on his cheeky face.

"I'm just helping Yao Momo out. Or should I say: Yao Moo Moo."

"Haven't heard that one before, Mineta," Momo said, unamused, but quickly let her head roll back after Mineta intensified her ****.

"Helping her out? What do you mean?"

"Mina! Stop yelling. You're hurting my ears," she heard Jiro whimper, clutching the sides of her head, painfully.

"Mina, relax," Kaminari said.

"Yeah, Mina," Tsuyu chimed in, "You know that Momo needs to get her udders fondled at least four times a day. Otherwise, her chest gets heavy and uncomfortable."

"Udders? I- uh. Does she?" Mina asked, taking note.

• Momo needs to get her boobs fondled four times a day. Also, Momo's boobs are referred to as udders.

Mineta was about to sit down, but she noticed something else.

Ochako was sleeping on her desk. Not at. On her desk. She was purring and both Sato and Iida had stood up and were stroking her head.

"She is so precious when she's resting, isn't she?" Sato opined to Iida.

"Keep at it, my friend," Iida ordered robotically, "We must give her prescribed adoration before class begins. We can't have Ochako feeling unloved."

Iida followed this up by tripling the speed of his head pats, almost starting a fire at the speed he was going, which had inadvertently aroused her from her nap, with a yowl.

"Ow. Nyiida. That hurt. Be more careful, okay?" Ochako said, rubbing her head, half-asleep.

Mina took a well-deserved moment to process that...

• Ochako is treated like a classroom cat by the guys. She needs "prescribed adoration," whatever that was.

Okay...

Peering around, Mina also noticed that Jiro was holding her ears shut, muttering something about "too much shouting."

Had she always been wearing sunglasses? Mina wondered, noting a new oddity on the bat rocker. Were the sunglasses to keep things dark for her? Bats were meant to be nocturnal, after all.

• Jiro may have sensitive eyes and ears, like a real bat.

Toru was at least behaving normally. As normal as today was, at least. She was changing between visible and invisible and even started changing into different colours, picking a purple skin tone with a white bikini.

• Hagakure's chameleon powers allow her to change her skin tone and bikini to any colour, not just visible or invisible.

Tsuyu was... fine. Normal. Nothing was amiss with her.

Whoever did this must have known that Tsuyu wasn't worth changing, which meant they had a basic or even personal connection with the class.

Who could have done all this?

Lunch time came quickly. Quicker than Mina expected, at least.

Despite the day starting out so baffling, time seemed to fly by once classes had started. She had barely even registered any time at all.

Despite herself, she was once again feeling the bottomless pit that was her stomach yearning for more food. She knew what effect food had on her now and was determined to fight it off as much as she could for now, until she could get her thoughts in order.

Deciding to not follow the girls into the lunch hall but to sit in class, with only Aoyama and Mineta remaining with her, Mina tried to formulate a plan from her current understanding of what happened.

It must have been a quirk. Maybe multiple. It had to be someone with knowledge of who Class 1-A were and what their quirks were, since the animal quirks were exclusive to 1-A girls and Tsuyu was specifically unaffected by it.

This was close to home. It had to be.

...

Was that cheese?

Mina followed her nose and looked ahead to find that Aoyama was tucking into his own lunch. Cheese and wine.

That smells good.

Mina slapped herself into focus. She couldn't keep losing concentration like this. This was too important to-

"Hey Mina," she heard Mineta speak across the room.

"What, Mineta? I'm trying to concentrate on... stuff," she said back, getting irritable.

She was really hungry.

"Oh. It wasn't important," Mineta said candidly, before opening his lunch box and presenting a chicken leg to her.

"I was just wondering if you were willing to show me your tits, in exchange for this piece of my lunch."

"Sacré bleu!" Aoyama interjected.

WHAT? Show him my boobs. No way. Not in a million years would I ever do that.

...

So why am I not saying 'no'? I can't be considering it, can I?

I am hungry, though, and that chicken looks really scrumptious... And he only wanted to 'see' my tits, right? It wasn't like he was gonna touch them or anything.

No... This can't be happening. I'm not going to flash one of my classmates for a chicken leg, am I?

...

But... I will do anything, if I'm offered food.

"Huh... You promise you'll give me the chicken, if I do it?"

"Of course."

"And it's only for a second, right?"

"Twenty seconds."

"C'mon, Mineta."

"If you don't want the chicken, I'm not gonna **** you," he said, lowering the leg into the box and out of her sight.

"WAIT!!!" Mina cried, before she shamefully moved her arms up to dislodge the straps of her bikini top.

Red-faced, Mina displayed her topless form for Mineta to see, who was howling with excitement. The little pervert was enjoying himself a little too much.

Mina kept her eyes shut and tried a mantra to calm her nerves.

It's for food. It's for food. You're gonna get a chicken leg. It's gonna be worth it.

Finally, the twenty seconds were up and Mina hastily reattached her bikini top at lightning speed.

"There, are you happy? Now, where's my chicken?"

"Right here, Mina," Mineta said, chucking the chicken leg at the girl, who immediately started engulfing it with wild abandon.

The same joyous peace washed over her mind as she ate, unaware that Mineta walked right by her and left the classroom, chuckling to himself about being a genius.

Once her clarity came back, she wondered where he had gone to, but that was the least of her worries.

Even despite herself knowing all of the changes, she was still subject to some of them. And that was dangerous because one of the latest discoveries was:

• I will do anything, in exchange for food.

Oh no. This was gonna be tough.