Midnight Visit and a Vampire Feeding

Mina slept on and would have continued to be sound until the next morning. However, at 23:45 - a quarter to midnight - the handle to Mina's door was pressed gently down and the entryway was made open to a certain intruder.

Closing the door behind themselves, the room was once again bathed in complete darkness. However, the intruder was unperturbed, as they began singing a light melody, involving high-frequency notes, which gave them a perfect map of the space around them.

Thank you, Echolocation, thought the figure, as she saw (or more accurately, "heard") the target of her craving.

_Time to feed..._

The sleeping piggy felt something. Movement. Shifting weight. Then... something wet.

Mina stirred from her slumber and, for a moment, she had no idea as to why. That was until, she felt another wet sensation originating between her legs, which sent buzzing jolts up and down Mina's body.

Forcing an eyelid to open, Mina unsurprisingly found pitch darkness. After a time to adjust, however, she spotted that a strange, human-sized lump shifted around under her covers.

Another wet feeling passed over her delicate vag.

"MmmMmHm!!!" she gave a muffled exclamation, realising that she was still wearing her ball gag, which was dripping with saliva.

With concerted effort, she removed her ball gag with one hand and, with the other, threw up the corner of her duvet to uncover the mysterious cunnilingerer.

"Huh-wh- Kyoka???" Mina mumbled disorientated and confused, looking across her mattress at the bat girl, whose face sat between her legs, holding an unamused expression.

"Yeah?" was all she offered in reply.

"What are... how did-?" Mina was about to question how she got in, before her memories of the day caught up with her and she remembered that Jiro could have just walked right on in, since her door didn't have a lock anymore.

Checking the time on the clock on her bedside, Mina saw that the time was 23:48. Why on Earth was Jiro eating her out in the middle of the night?

Mina recalled Jiro doing the same thing during dinner, when she had dived onto Ochako and Momo, lapping at their exposed pussies. Nothing that happened at dinner was weird or worth concern, of course, but something in Mina's brain told her that this was different. This was not the same. This wasn't normal.

This must be a change, as well.

"Kyo-ah... Kyoka? Why are you eating me-he-e out, right now?"

Jiro, in retort, gave a knowing smirk.

"You should know this better than anyone, Mina. When you're hungry, you have to feed."

She went right back to it. Mina yelped in impish shock, trying to process what was happening.

This was obviously the Pervert's handiwork. However, Mina wanted to know the manner of this curse. Did he somehow direct her to come here and do this to mess with her or was this something believed to be normal? Was this a new normal for everyone or was this concentrated on only Jiro? Mina didn't think it was normal to forcibly tongue fuck her classmates at the dead of night, so it may not be a global change. However, it could be one of the changes she was aware of, too. Also, did this have anything to do with the bat ears?

Had Mina been in a more rested state, she may have formed her next query better.

"Kyoka... I don't understand. Is this normal for you?"

Jiro rolled her eyes, annoyed that she had to stop yet again to answer.

"Uh, yeah. I feed on all you girls. It's my nightly feeding ritual. You all know this."

"Your 'feeding ritual..?' Of course..." muttered Mina.

"Can I get back to it now?" asked Jiro, returning her head back down to continue, only for Mina to interrupt her again.

"Kyoka, wait. I want to ask you a few more questions."

Jiro rose her head, genuinely miffed to have to stop again.

Mina thought this could be important. This was the first time today that she's had an actual one-on-one with any of the girls that have been changed and, luckily, there was no food around now to distract her this time. This might be a good way to gather intel.

But what to ask?

"Is there anything that's... forcing you to eat me out? Could you stop, if you wanted?"

Jiro answered: "I'm not being ****... it's just... I want to. I've always done it. It must be a quirk thing, I don't know."

A quirk thing?

Mina assumed the Pervert just gave her bat ears and called it a day. What did that have to do with cunnilingus.

"Do... can you tell me about your quirk? Like... really give me the deats."

"Mina, I really just want to keep licking you. You're kind of spoiling the mood for me here."

"C'mon, please. I just want to know what... being a bat girl is like."

Jiro just huffed: "Fine!!!"

Rising into a more comfortable position, she began:

"My quirk was kind of an outlier quirk, in a way. Both my parents are musicians and their quirks are suited to hearing and audio. It was kind of a shock to them that I got bat ears but they did give me incredible hearing like my parents. Let's see, I started getting the urge to feed on girl juice a year or so ago. I don't think it does anything to help my quirk or anything but everyone is cool with me doing it, so it kind of became a nightly thing before long."

Jiro began to drift closer to the pig girl.

"On top of the ears, my quirk also gives me... let's just call it an advanced singing voice."

Mina remembered Jiro's singing before. Her voice was truly special. What was different about it, she wondered.

Almost immediately, Mina heard it. Jiro had begun to hum, inches away from her.

It was a serene, low melody. It caused her hairs to stand up as the lullaby lapped hypnotically at her mind. It was truly beautiful.

"Kyo-Kyoka," she said, finding it suddenly very difficult to keep her eyes from drooping.

"Don't speak, Mina. Just enjoy." she replied, before she began again.

The song danced around in Mina's brain, slowing down her mind and weighing her body down. Whatever was happening to her, Jiro's song was somehow the cause.

Pausing for a moment, Jiro said: "I don't know what got you so chatty tonight, Mina, but you just need to sleep. Sleep and let yourself cum for me. I haven't got all night, y'know."

Mina's eyes were barely staying open.

"Kyo... No... There's... Changes..."

"Sleep, Mina. Sleep for me," sang Jiro, angelically, concluding her ballad, which sent Mina over the edge of wakefulness.

Sinking down, the pig girl slumbered heavily.

Jiro knew that her Hypno-Voice ability could send anyone into a blissful slumber without fail. Mina would assuredly be out until morning.

Now she had better finish what she had started, because she was getting parched.

23:55

Over the last few minutes, while she had sent her little piggy to dreamland, Kyoka continued to work her tongue and was almost met with a faceful of her prize. Mina's sexy, sweet juices. However, as luck would have it, the girl in question suddenly started moving again.

How? thought Jiro, exasperatedly. I put her to sleep with my lullaby. She shouldn't be able to wake up for anything until morning. How can she already be stirring after only a few minutes?

The bat girl was about to begin another verse of her sleeping spell, before two meaty pink thighs closed in from their spread-eagle position, trapping Jiro's head in a press.

"MmiNu" Jiro whimpered questioningly, her lips pursed cartoonishly as the pig girl's thighs pushed in her cheeks.

In an act of deft acrobatics and impressive strength, Mina threw herself out of bed - and Jiro along with her. While Mina stood ready, Jiro had been thrown sidewise onto the ground, knocking her head against a table leg in the process.

"Rrrrgh, MINA WHAT THE HELL!?" Jiro growled in anger, getting up to confront the girl.

Sure, maybe Mina had wanted to ask her some questions and she could have listened but there was no need for her to attack her like that. That was just uncalled for.

"That actually hurt, y'know!? You could have-"

Jiro stopped talking, realising something.

Mina didn't respond. She wasn't even reacting and Jiro could hear her soft breaths and the calm beat of her heart...

"M... Mina? Are you still asleep?" she asked.

The pig girl stood peacefully, quietly snorting with closed eyes and smiling dopily. After a few seconds, Mina's **** body began to step around her bed.

Mina sleepwalks? Jiro observed in complete surprise, I never knew.

A few seconds later, she reached under her pillow and Jiro could just make out the motion of her pulling a bunch something out from under it. Using her Echolocation, Jiro thought they were a bunch of small, folded-up papers. She couldn't read them with her echolocation, but Mina held them close to her chest anyway, so discerning what they actually read was out of the question.

"Mina?" Kyoka asked, the girl not waking up as her still wet pussy left a trail of drops behind her as she walked away toward her door.

"Mina!?" she tried again. Louder this time. Then she clicked her fingers in front of her face and then clapped her hands. No help. Mina just get walking, blissfully unaware, right out of her room and into the hall.

Maybe I overdid the sleeping song, Kyoka thought.

She kind of felt bad, but not as much as she was curious. She determined that she had better stick with her, so she didn't end up leaving the dorms or hurting herself.

"Mina?" she tried a third time, carefully whispering now that they were in the open halls, "Where are you going?"

Amazingly, Mina actually responded: "mmh... mTha-nk.... mmPer-vert... hehe...."

THANK PERVERT? What did that mean?

Kyoka thankfully didn't have to wait too long as Mina eventually halted outside a room. That particular room was currently housing none other than Minoru Mineta.

Right. THAT pervert.

Mina's arm wrapped on the door clumsily.

Jiro had to be honest; she didn't really like Mineta all that much. He may seem harmless but he always rubbed her the wrong way. He just seemed like a deviant. (Kyoka neglects to consider she had **** her tongue on her fellow classmate; even knocking her out to do it, only minutes earlier).

Nevertheless, Kyoka went back and hid herself amongst the darkness.

At precisely midnight, Mineta answered the door. Kyoka could see that there was light from his dorm room, emanating from what seemed to be candlelight. The short teen was wearing a dressing gown that looked as though it had been designed for a six-year-old in mind, holding a wine glass, filled with what looked like red wine but was probably just grape juice (sticking on theme, huh Mineta?).

"Why, Mina. To what do I owe the pl-... Wait, are you asleep right now!?"

The grape dwarf put on a lame impression of class in his voice, before a snore from Mina knocked him through a loop.

To answer that question, Mina's sleeping body responded, practically throwing herself onto the tiny man. The two both collapsed to the ground, the smaller of which was literally being crushed under the weight. The papers flew in every direction and rained down on the pair.

Kyoka could hear Mina begin to speak. The words were focused and intentional but slurred, almost as though she were drunk.

"Oh Pervert. Thank you for... for removing our locks... and giving Momo udders and Tsu~ big big croak jugs... that's so funny... Thank you for Ochako being a dumb cat for laser pointer... we had so much fun earlier... Thanks for giving me awareness of what's happening only to strip it away from me anyway... and... and... thank you... I wouldn't want any one of these notes changed... Keep going... You have... *YAWN*... you have my... support."

To conclude, Mina leans down and kisses the perv right in the centre of his forehead, leaving behind an obnoxious, drooly black lipstick mark.

Then, Mina's body rose and droopily waddled back to where she had come from. Kyoka, from her hiding spot, heard her muttering, "Back to bed."

Returning to life, Mineta shot up with a gasp. Eyes wide and darting fast, he tried to survey what had happened. He saw spilt wine, pieces of the book littered everywhere and the body of Mina shrinking as she walked into the darkness.

"W-WAIT!!! MINA!!! I- oh- DAMMIT!!!" Mineta stomped his foot petulantly.

She was supposed to return the notes and thank him at the end of the day, but he hadn't expected her to be asleep. He had wanted her to be awake. Thank him properly and, with a few carefully chosen words, persuaded her to thank him in a very different way. Well, that idea was dead, he guessed. Maybe he'd have to proofread the wording he chose, next time.

Thinking that the night was over, Mineta readied himself to clean up the mess made (using the book of course) and go to bed. Before he could do anything, though, a shadow reached from the darkness and gripped his neck, forcing him into his room and, once again, onto the ground.

He choked fearfully, not registering what had happened.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO MINA!?" he heard a familiar voice snarl to him.

"Jiro," he wheezed pathetically, "I can explain."

"Did you **** her? Hypnotise her? And what did she mean about the locks or 'her awareness' and the other shit? TALK!!!"

Wriggling, Mineta tried to escape, but the Jiro's grip was furiously locked. He could barely breathe and yet she expected him to talk. What the Hell?

"b-ba-p-p-bapo..." he choked out, nearly blacking out.

Still angry, Jiro loosened her hand and allowed the perverted dwarf to draw in a breath.

"What were you saying?" she bristled.

Mineta escaped from her reach, looking at her sharply with his horrid, goofy-looking eyes.

"I said 'Bat Punk: Freeze'!"

Jiro no longer cared what he had to say. It was clear he was in the wrong. She was just going to leave to tell the others and get him reported...

Or she would have... except...

What the Hell? WHY CAN'T I MOVE!? she cried internally.

She was frozen. She couldn't move her body at all, as though it were made of stone. She could move her eyes to look around, luckily, and she could still breathe normally but that was it.

Mineta looked at her darkly, a sardonic grin forming on her face.

"I know. I didn't want to reveal the trigger stuff so early on but you did kind of **** me."

Frustration and burning hatred flared behind Jiro's eyes. Luckily, her face already captured the expression of anger and contempt but, if Jiro had the capacity to, she'd have made her face even harsher for the scumbag.

"I'm sorry. Any other time, I'd have done the right thing but, right now, I'm pissed off and you did nearly kill me... so... I'll give you the explanation you're after. In fact, how's about a demonstration?"

He left her field of view for a second and came back with a large book and a pen in hand.

"Just to get you back," he said before he snorted and, to her horror, spat right into her face.

She saw him beginning to write something while she remained frozen in shock.

...He just spat on me...

He just... he spa-... spat on...

Mineta finished writing.

He spat on my face. It's so GOOD, Kyoka thought, joyfully.

She had always loved being spat on. She loved how degrading and revolting it was. Her face, her hair, her clothes: you name it. And the grosser; the better, as far as she was concerned.

Was this his form of an apology? she wondered, her face dripping with saliva, it's nice of him, but it'll take far more than that.

Mineta giggled, coming closer and using his hand to lift up her head by the chin.

"Bat Punk: Open your mouth."

Kyoka felt her mouth open wide.

Oh wow! Is he going to-?

Mineta spat directly into her mouth.

AAH! He did. Oh it feels so good and gross at the same time! Ah, I'm so happy. I'm so so happy.

Mineta let her bask in the wonderment for a moment, while he began tearing out his recent entry. After a while, both his and her drool were running down her chin and onto the floor.

"Bat Punk: Quiet Voice; Unfreeze Head."

Kyoka felt her expression spring from anger to euphoria, before she could catch herself. She tried to look angry again, even while her lips and tongue lapped up whatever was left down her chin or dribbling from her face.

"Do you think you can just bribe me with delicious spit? I'm still going to report you, y'know. I'm not letting whatever you've done to Mina - or ME - fly."

"Oh, okay. You're still on that. Okay. I just wanted to know what you'd think of this."

He showed her a piece of paper.

"Kyoka Jiro loves being spat on. She loves how degrading and disgusting it is. This extends to every part of her body and clothes and the grosser; the better. She especially adores it when someone spits into her mouth. She thinks saliva is delicious."

Jiro took the opportunity to read it. For a moment, it just seemed like a normal observation. Yet, at the next moment, clarity sunk in.

She had never loved being spat on before two minutes ago.

Her eyes widened in horror. She spat out whatever she could in disgust. She wanted to puke but she didn't. Her body didn't want to. Even now, she looked down at the small pool of bile at her knees and couldn't help thinking "that looks good."

"What did you do?" Kyoka wanted to scream, but all that came out was a polite stage whisper.

"Can't really explain it," he said, "It may have been a literal gift from God, for all I know. Whatever the explanation, this book that I'm holding lets me change reality and anything I want in it. I've just spent the day experimenting with it. You wouldn't really have noticed anything, right? You only become aware of something when you read the note."

"This is sick and depraved, even for you!"

"What? You don't like spit now."

"No, I don't... Well... I-I still do, but... I know I shouldn't. It's wrong."

Mineta grinned, glancing at the time, before sighing.

"Okay, I guess I'll just reverse it by tearing it up... if that's actually what you want, that is."

What was he playing at?

"Of course I want it reversed you idiot, why would I want t-"

At that moment, one minute had passed by.

"to hate being spat on again... Wait, no. What am I thinking? Why would I want to choose a reality where I find spit bad? It only makes sense that I'd want to enjoy it, right? Okay, Mineta. I-I'll give you that one. That one's actually good. You don't have to reverse that one."

"Oh, Jiro... Tough," he said, tearing the note right in front of her.

"Mineta, no!" she shouted, quietly.

Just then, the old familiar feeling of disgust and grief washed over her again. She felt the horrible feel of dry gob on her face and in her mouth and HATED it.

These were her original feelings. Her real feelings... But she no longer felt any fealty toward them. She wanted to love spit again. That was what reality SHOULD be like. This was terrible. She wanted the change back.

"Mineta! Make me love getting spat on again. Please!"

Mineta actually laughed.

"No. I'm done. Thanks for making me feel better, Kyoka, but I think I'll just send you to your room and wipe your memory or something, I guess."

"Please, Mineta. Don't do that. What you're doing is evil but... oh please just make me like spit again. Just this once. Please."

Hmm. Was Mineta going to send her back... or keep playing with her, since she's so willing? Decisions...

Mina woke up on her own this time, breathing deeply through her pig nose. Now that she didn't have to be aware of every little change the pervert made, she was free to both enjoy life with her friends and figure out who changed everything.

She started changing out of her night clothes and into her day bikini as she reflected on her mission most recent change. While she couldn't notice what changed after this point, making spotting additional clues much more difficult, she could still infer things about them based on what she had witnessed and the notes she'd found.

Now if only she wasn't the second worst student in the class. She might need to borrow someone else's smarts to figure this out, but how to tell them? 'Oh hey, could I get some help? You see, yesterday I found out some pervert altered reality around all of us, and I was the only one who noticed, but I can't anymore. So any ideas on who the pervert is?'

That sounded exceptionally stupid even in her head. A slight grumble escaped her mouth as she brushed her teeth, looking over her piggy face she had been alarmed by yesterday. Now, it was just another thing for her to roll with. Looking over herself as she finished, she nodded and decided to check on the notes she'd gotten before... but she couldn't find anything! Where had they gone!?

"Think Mina, think! where could they have gone..." She muttered to herself. She knew thy were there when she went to bed... Jiro! She remembered that she had visited her in the night. She knows she slept through the rest of the night, so the bat girl was most likely the only culprit! Was she the pervert? Only one way to find out! Now that she was ready, she skipped out of her dorm room much faster than before since the doors didn't have locks on them before. Such a good change!

As she made it to the dorms dining table, things seemed pretty normal - Yao Momo was milking herself for the morning breakfast, while *Uraraka lapped up some milk from a bowl*, having finished some cereal. Tsuyu was enjoying some toast she managed her still inflated funbags, probably getting ready to use her tongue to clean the crumbs up afterwards. But Toru and Jiro weren't down here yet, or at least didn't seem to be.

"Are Kyoka and Toru sleeping in today?" The piggy asked, wavig an arm over an empty seat.

"Nyope." Ochaco said, looking up from enjoying her milk. She put a hand on her chin as she looked the Pig girl up and down. "Man you lucked out on your quirk, Mina. It's so hard to get a figure that good."

The former Acid girl nodded with a grin at the compliment. She didn't know if it was the pervert or not, but *80% of her body fat naturally went to her breasts, ass and thighs*, giving her an impressive hourglass figure that strained against her bikini. "I might need bigger sizes soon."

"Careful with your wallet, ribbit." Tsu replied as she dove her tongue between her enlarged breasts to collect the crumbs as she remembered her own difficulty with clothes.

As she said that, Jiro kame into view, a happy little grin on her face as she yawned. "Morning... thanks for the meal last night, Mina."

"N-no problem..." Mina nodded, remembering Kyoka coming over in the middle of the night, but not much after getting knocked out. She still wanted to bring up all the changes she'd noticed, but couldn't bring herself to do it in front of everyone - not with the rest of them watching. Instead, *she gave Jiro her customary greeting of spitting on her face*, causing her to close her eye as she smiled back in thanks. The rest of the girls followed suit, splattering her hair and face in a sticky mix of spit and food just as Toru came downstairs, messing with her chest as she tried to calm herself.

"Morning Toru, what's bothering you?" Ochaco asked, looking at the chameleon who was desperately trying to destress.

"..." Toru didn't know what to say. She hadn't gone to sleep that night, instead looking for other notes... until she followed Mina and Kyoka last night, and heard everything! She knew Mineta was trouble, but what could she do about it now?! She could try telling someone or keep it to herself, but the tension was getting to her, as evidenced by her thouroughly pawed chest. Who could she tell? Or should she keep it a secret?