episode_0003

As time passed, instead of my mind clearing up, it only became more confusing.

So what am I supposed to do…? Are they really telling me to satisfy those guys? Why me? I haven’t done anything wrong, so why are they doing this to me?

Well, asking for reasons in terrorism is foolish.

Yes, I am a terrorist.

My approach was wrong.

If I’m a terrorist, maybe I should try negotiating. I take out my smartphone and think of the dark wizard as I speak.

“Hey, dark wizard. Can we talk for a moment?”

“Meow~? What’s up meow~?”

“Let’s negotiate. I don’t know what you got from someone, but I’ll double it. Turn me back into a man right now.”

“If you expected me to ask about the situation because I didn’t understand, you were wrong~ ㅇㅅㅇ. But even after you explained, there are still things I don’t understand. I just want to play with you~ >ㅅ_ㅂ<

I'll watch with anticipation to see how it turns out! ㅇ_ㅇ Well, I'm busy so I'll go now~ See you later~」

"Damn it! Hey! That's not it! Hey!!"

To my surprise, the dark wizard didn't respond any further after those words.

As if indicating that he would only watch, a hologram on the smartphone screen was the only thing reminding me that the current situation was real. I placed my hand on my throbbing head and tried to unlock the phone using the fingerprint recognition, only to face a bizarre situation.

The fingerprint had changed, so it couldn't be recognized.

Various issues like cards, contracts, and identification documents flashed through my mind in an instant.

I thought it wouldn't be a big problem since I knew the password, but what would happen now?

I entered the password to turn on the phone and started searching the internet for information about this absurd situation.

[Dark Wizard]

[Transformed into a woman]

[Dark Magic]

[Curse]

"Damn it, there's only weird stuff here!"

However, no matter how much I searched, all that came up were strange cartoon character drawings or skull images, and there was no mention of a case like mine anywhere.

It was to be expected.

A dark wizard? That's ridiculous.

It was beyond absurd, to the point where the very existence of such a thing was unrealistic.

But the sensation of the long, flowing hair and the weighty chest filling my vision felt all too real.

Chest… female body… hips… waist…

"Gasp!"

And only then did I recall an important fact, reaching my hand through the unseen space between my chest and legs.

It was gone.

It was natural since I had turned into a woman, but my 20cm monster was nowhere to be found.

The large chest that had replaced it obscured my view, as if it had been substituted for that size.

"Oh, damn it…"

A sense of emptiness filled my entire body, or more precisely, my lower body.

Does this even make sense? A chest? A female body? Me?

Did someone attach something to me?

Or did someone who harbored a grudge against me unknowingly sedate me and perform a full-body plastic surgery…

It was an absurd fact, but I kept fleeing from reality.

Looking down at my slender hands, I slowly touched my chest.

It was large.

Soft and… a truly amazing texture.

Different from an ordinary woman, it felt like a forced representation of an 'ideal woman.' It was elastic yet soft, and despite its size, no veins were visible.

The strange thing was that even though I had a body that anyone would call an ideal woman, I felt no excitement when looking at it.

Slowly, I ran my hand over my waist, hips, and the line beside my chest.

It was slender, but the skeletal structure itself was unreasonable.

It was a skeletal structure that was unrealistic to call Asian.

Sturdy yet flexible.

The pelvis… it was absurd, but it seemed wider than my shoulders.

If I had seen this as a man, I would not have been able to resist taking advantage of this body.

The lower body was in a shape that was too provocative.

The large chest in the upper body was the same.

A body seemingly born for sex.

The face reflected on the smartphone screen had slightly downturned and kind-looking eyes, giving off an impression of annoyance, but it was cute enough to pass as a pouty girl's face.

Truly, I couldn't accept reality at all.

However, simply avoiding reality wouldn't solve the problem.

I started stretching on the bed because I felt like I might stumble if I got up all of a sudden and my body didn't adapt.

After gradually getting used to the feeling in my body, I organized my thoughts.

It seems like the guys who were fooled into thinking I was a woman did something.

It's unbelievable, but someone asked a sorcerer to turn me into a woman.

And to turn back into a man… I have to sexually satisfy the guy I fooled.

If I refuse, something strange happens.

I don't feel it at all yet, but it's definitely something bad.

If I accept… what will happen? Will I be teleported in front of that guy?

Magic, something incomprehensible in a fantasy world, is affecting my body and it's hard to accept.

But I have no choice but to accept it.

This sensation is too vivid to be called a dream, and I'm not the type to dream deeply in the first place.

This is reality.

I understood that point.

I got up from the bed and went to the living room to clean my head first.

I took out a glass bottle of coffee from the fridge, poured it lightly, then took out a towel and covered the lid before pouring again.

My hands are strangely weak.

Can't even pour this properly, so my hands hurt?

"This is ridiculous."

Is my hand really weak?

Or is it deliberately weakened? So that I can't resist with strength?

For a moment, I remembered someone riding on top of my body as if crushing it.

No… I can't accept that.

To be raped by those losers? It makes me sick.

What should I do? How can I get out of this absurd situation?

What should I do? Isn't there a way out? Some way to escape…

"Wait a minute…"

As I was wrapping my head around it, a sudden thought came to me.

I carefully organized my thoughts.

It makes sense.

It seems possible.

Yes, that should work… right?

It will work, won't it?

Huh? Is this really going to work?