Nothing yet... Skip to after dinner.

"Hey, Mina! You're not going to bed already are you?"

The girls had cleared the table and were finishing up the washing. Well, most; Mineta had taken the laser pointer at some point and was occupying Ochako with it.

The other girls were going to relax in the common room for an hour or two, while they still had the dorms to themselves for the night.

"Nah," replied Mina, shuffling away from the crowd back up the stairs, "I'm... todays just been a lot. I think I'll just going to turn in now. Have a good night, girls. Night, Mineta."

Everyone sent a mutual reply, but Mina trotted up the stairs and out of sight too briskly to hear them.

Mineta took note of the girl's concern. Even Ochako, who had been enraptured with her game of Cat and Mouse, spared a worried glance toward the pig girl.

Of course, Mineta saw it appropriate to ask: "So, what's up with Mina?"

"We don't really know," answered Momo, "She's been acting strange all day."

"She cheers up when she's eating, of course," continued Kyoka, "but other than that, she's been really distant around us."

"And flustered," interjected Ochako, licking one of her hands, "Like she doesn't like it when I nyu-zzle anyone."

"Yeah, not to mention her outburst this morning, when Mineta was giving my udders their moo-rning massage," added Momo.

"And she keeps giving us all funny looks," said Tsuyu, "Earlier today, when we were getting ice cream, I had a croaking fit..." she held up her extra large breasts, to provide the proof, "and she looked at me as though I had grown a second head."

Mineta listened to their concerns, feigning ignorance. His game master fantasy was manifesting wonderfully. It wasn't too long until the grand finale.

He he he. I hope Mina's gonna dress the part.

"Hey, has anyone seen Toru?"

"No actually, not since dinner."

"Maybe she's gone to bed, too."

Meanwhile, with Mina...

The sun had set a while back and with it took Mina's hope that this... situation could be solved at the end of the day. Now it was the mid evening and almost time for bed. The other girls had tried to tempt her to stay up in the common area with them for a bit, before hitting the hay. However, Mina was too emotionally exhausted with all the new changes and just wanted to go to sleep. She would have to pick up her lousy attempt at investigation tomorrow.

At least she was allowed some peace of mind during dinner. For whatever reason, the mysterious pervert held back for a time. That wasn't to say that everything was normal, but at least nothing weird or worth concern had happened. Mina was not going to look a gift horse in the mouth, anyway.

Once she knew that she could finally relax, it was kind of fun to sit back and watch as Ochako pounced and went to town on Yao Momo's fat, milk-filled udders. Even more so when Kyoka swooped down to lap at Ochako's little pussy.

At the time, she had half expected Tsuyu to stretch out her tongue and join in, since, obviously, Tsuyu had always loved the taste of their pussy juices. As soon as she had thought that, however, she realised that it was far from true. Tsuyu didn't like pussy juice; she never had. Only a moment before, Mina could have sworn that she did.

Usually, that would have rang some alarm bells to Mina, but, of course, nothing weird or worthy of concern was happening during dinner, so Mina had dismissed it.

She at least had fun playing around with Ochako too, as well as enjoyed the food and Momo's wonderful milkshakes.

While she couldn't deny there were some things she enjoyed, most of the day had been a real nightmare and she was glad it was nearly over.

Entering her room, she took a moment to take in her surroundings. After checking Ochako's room, Mina wanted to compare and... yes. Her bed had also been widened. Only slightly, but it was definitely larger. Aside from that, the room was the same as it was earlier.

"Huh." huffed Mina, throwing her stupid bikini top and bottoms into the laundry at long last. After a day of embarrassment, she could finally change into her night clothes.

For a split second, she was admittedly terrified that the only nightwear she'd be able to find would be some type of strange "night-time bikini set." Mina wasn't sure what that meant, but she was already panicking over what this pervert was subjecting her to wear while she slept.

Miraculously however, Mina opened her drawer and was greeted by her perfectly normal, unchanged nightwear.

"Phew! That's a relief," sighed Mina, as she removed from her drawer her leather harness, her choker and her ball gag (the latter of which she placed right on her bedside table, as usual).

They weren't the most comfortable things to wear to bed but there was nothing wrong with a little form over function.

Once she had it donned, Mina turned to look at the mirror, giving herself a quizzical onceover. Maybe it was her imagination and paranoia getting to her, but it felt like she was looking at herself for the first time again, like something was wrong.

Well... more wrong. She still had a giant, gross pig snout sprouted at the centre of her face, after all. She averted her eyes, so that she didn't have to look at it again. She didn't really want to be reminded of that distinguishing feature right now.

Outside of that, her sleepwear..?

Normal. In fact, she looked quite hot.

Her ample breasts (no, her titties) bounced out of the harness, exposed. That was fine; they'd get hot at night, otherwise.

There was something missing at Mina snapped her fingers when the solution came. She needed make-up. Only the sexiest make up allowed for the best night sleep. That was common sense.

Working on autopilot, Mina sat down in front of her mirror and took out a make-up kit and other cosmetics. Unfortunately, that meant coming face-to-face with that SNOUT!!!

Mina grimaced at her own face, while her eyes locked onto the animalistic alteration from her original form. A form that she loved quite well. Now, she thought that she looked... Well, ugly. Maybe Mina shouldn't be feeling how she did. Afterall, Metahumans exist all around the world who have appearances outside the typical human model. They could have way more than just a single pig nose or cow horns or bat ears. In reality, she wouldn't really have appeared too frightful in the 'real' world, before everything changed; she would just look like a girl with a pig mutation quirk. She grew up with pink skin, for Heaven's sake, and she never felt body-conscious like she did when she stared down this obnoxious schnauzer. Maybe it was just because it felt... **** on her. Then again, she didn't choose to have pink skin, did she? That was **** on her, too. At least she had spent her whole life with that difference and had learnt to grow to love herself and her differences. This nose was new... kind of.

Maybe if she had been left unawares of what had happened to her, like the other girls had been, she would probably think differently. She probably would have had this nose from birth and would have loved it just as much as she loved her pink skin, her horns, her black sclera or anything else about herself. She would have lived in blissful ignorance, like the rest of the girls, the rest of Class 1-A, the rest of UA, the rest of the World.

Would that have been better? Mina questioned, trying to keep herself collected.

Mina wouldn't cry. She had only just finished applying her make-up and letting it be ruined by tears would be a waste.

Even still, she felt the tight knot in her chest and her breathing was dangerously tittering on hyperventilation.

How could this have happened? Who could have done this?

Why did she have to be the one left to bare this horrible burden of knowledge?

Suddenly...