In general, an object can only retain its natural beauty if it is located in the right place.

    Garbage that leaves the trash can is considered dirt,

    Outside of prison, Hannibal is just a murderer.

    Because Crown Prince Sado thought that Duju would suit him.

    That was the belief I held for the past 20 years of my life… … .

    But the breasts of the woman I saw before my eyes were so beautiful that I shook all those beliefs.

    Breasts that are ridiculously large but don’t lose their shape.

    The pinkish nipples on the elastic, bulging skin were tempting men.

    As a healthy adult man, I felt like squeezing those breasts in one hand.

    I wanted to open my mouth and suck that delicious lump, roll the tip of my tongue and taste the nipple.

    Only if that female symbol wasn’t attached to my chest.

    “Ha… … .”

    The woman in the mirror sighed after me.

    A beautiful woman with silky black hair and obsidian eyes.

    Fat lumps that shouldn’t be there were on my chest instead of solid muscles.

    As a man, I ended up with female breasts.

    And what about the opposite benefit?

    “It’s empty here again… … .”

    The male symbol that was supposed to hang between his legs was gone.

    The crotch is flat.

    Obviously, if it were my own body, it would be extremely awkward.

    The stick that was erect every morning was nowhere to be found, and a beautiful straight crack between the thick mounds of my pussy greeted me.

    TS or feminized shoes.

    It’s a setting that can be seen in novels and comics, but I never thought something like this would happen to me.

    It’s very embarrassing and difficult.

    Even in the midst of all this, her body that I wanted to eat and her pretty, noble face drove me crazy.

    Being in heat in my own body makes me feel like I want to die a little.

    I put that resentment and anger into my eyes and glared at the being who made me like this.

    “… … So, what do you want me to do?”

    A woman looking at me with a smile.

    The being, probably a goddess, spoke to me without any sense of guilt.

    “Did I tell you? I want you to become the seed of a monster and travel around my world.”

    It’s nonsense that I can’t understand.

    Fuck… … .

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