The Girls' Breakfast: Mina Pigs Out

Exiting Mina's dorm room, the girls were making their way down to the communal area.

Mina was immediately worried about anyone else seeing her, which the other girls were confused as to why. Then they looked at what she was wearing.

"Oh nyeah, of course. Nyou're still in your pajamas, nya," Ochako said.

"Oh my, I didn't notice. That could have been embarrassing," Momo gasped.

"You can change into something more appropriate, Mina. We'll wait for you," Tsuyu said.

Mina was not as concerned with her nightwear as much as she was about her giant, unmistakable pig nose. However, Mina realised that, whatever had happened to the girls, they wouldn't understand.

"No, oink," she began, flustering herself at the involuntary pig grunt, "I think I'll be fine for breakfast, actually. I, uh... I don't want to wait any more to chow down. I'm starving, oink oink."

Mina noticed that, as she let her words run away from her, her attention quickly started going to food and how hungry she was.

Satisfied, the girls all continued down to the communal kitchen and whipped up some food.

Mina was almost getting a headache, as all the delicious smells of the girls breakfasts were bombarding her sensitive nose. She found that she was grunting and oinking automatically, as she sniffed around the room, unashamedly salivating. Any time she tried to get her head in order, her nose would pick something new up and she would fall back down the hunger spiral.

By the time the fresh egg omelet and rice sat in front of her, she had lost all focus on anything. Her worries about the changes made to herself and her friends were a dream-like memory, as she excitedly and messily wolfed down her beloved breakfast in a **** haze. Her utensils were untouched, forgotten by the pig girl, who resorted to eating with her fingers and her face primarily.

"Oink oink. Soooo~ Taaasty~" Mina slurred, dreamily, licking the plate once there was no food left.

"You're looking a lot like your old self again, Mina," Jiro said, which Mina only half registered.

"Ookaay~" Mina sung, drunkenly, sucking bits of rice and sauce from the fingers.

"I guess she was just hungry, after all," Momo chuckled.

"Can I - oink - have more food, please?" Mina said, uncaring about the whole situation happening around her.

"You can have my leftovers," Hagakure offered, eliciting a fervour in Mina's dulled eyes, before adding, "but you have to change into your uniform first, okay?"

The pig girl snorted. She had enough awareness to remember that those 'uniforms' were embarrassing bikinis and nothing more. Despite that, Mina looked at the food still waiting on Hagakure's plate, calling out to her, if she just did this one thing.

She'd do anything, if she was offered food, of course.

"Okaay~" Mina happily got up from the table and went back in the direction of her dorm.

"Well handled, Toru," Mina heard Ochako congratulate the chameleon girl, before exiting earshot.

Dopily walking back to her dorm room, she arrived to her door and realised that she had no keycard.

Immediate panic gripped her, believing she had unwittingly locked herself out of her room, before remembering something:

"Oh yeah... the girls dorms don't have... locking DOORS!!!"

Clarity struck her like a cement wall and she shook her bleary head furiously.

How the hell could she let herself get so distracted?

There was a serious emergency going on here and she was caring only about Hagakure's leftovers.

Mmm, Hakagure's leftovers. She thought, slipping her tongue over her lips.

All she had to do was change into her uniformed bikini and it would all be hers. She'd do anything, if she was offered food, of course.

No!! Think. This is wrong... I don't want to wear an embarrassing bikini...

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

Okay, fine. I'll find a uniform to wear, but that's it.

Making up her mind, she opened up her dorm, grunting at the lack of lock, and made to search through every dresser draw and wardrobe until she found an actual uniform.

However, all she found were bikinis. No socks. No pants. No shirts. Not even any hats or shoes. Just bikinis.

FUCK!!!