Previously, when things were just about to get interesting, it got weirder. Her female body attracting men even monsters, inclined her to believe how sufferable being a hot babe was. She was a fool for what she wished to be a woman that started as a joke becoming real.
Back to the story, she escorted Souta to her headquarters after she was rescued by a stunning knight named Listy. Knights guarding a huge castle. Valkelorian central administration. She mistakenly believed that the castle was only inhabited by ladies. The castle stood towering, at a hundred feet. There were 12 watchtowers, and knights were manning them all. There were reportedly over 2,000 knights on hand inside the fortress. Listy was one of the strongest.
The center of the well-protected castle was their office, sat the captain of the Valkelorian.
From the information she was informed, Listy stated the captain packed a huge strength that none had ever seen. If that was so, the question remained why did that dimwitted priest had sent her to this world? Was it because she had plot armor since she was the main character of this novel?
"It's okay, they're all nice people." She thought that she would comfort Souta, on the contrary, it made her even more discomfort. She was betting her boots they hid their obscene minds, so their impression wouldn't be bad.
They entered the castle, and Listy led Souta to the doctor's office, ensuring her safety and health.
"*Sniff* wow, they kept you clean, didn't they? Thank goodness they didn't do anything to you!" After Listy directed Souta to assess Souta's condition, a cute doctor sniffed Souta. Souta was bothered by her little stature and the presence of those adorable animal ears and a tail close to her buttocks. And to top it all off, she was just six years old—a cat's age. This meant that, if her age were measured in human years, she was both lawful and close to being a hag.
"How are you feeling?"
"Traumatized."
She was in utter disbelief soon after she asked. The female instinct that was renowned as unfathomable, not really much to unravel. The thing that traumatized her was that cursed pleasure.
When she was being kidnapped, her body was experiencing an unexplainable weird sensation that was both disgusting and intoxicating. She was forever afraid of that pleasure. Even more galling was the fact that her lust points continued rising with each second they stared. She became a freak as a result.
"Alrighty then, here you go. Anxiety pills." The doctor handed Souta some anxiety pills.
"If you ever feel stressed, or have any signs that you're in a state of agitation. Use this!" The doctor advised her.
"Where's Listy?" Souta asked.
"Listy is reporting the result of the mission. In the meantime, why not go for a bath? She might take a while." She answered and suggested going bathing in the hot spring.
"When you reached the second floor, go to the left side and you'll find your way there." She directed.
She rushed out of the room out of pure enthusiasm. Due to the size of the building and her unequaled speed, she arrived in under 10 seconds.
She was prepared for action after stripping off all of her ripped clothing and standing naked. Though she couldn't believe she would act in such a manner, she thanked the priest for allowing her access to the women's sacred gate. Bleeding while maintaining a straight face, she was hesitant. She would be thought of as a closet perv if she went inside, or, to put it another way, invaded the men's domain.
Now that she had transformed into a woman, she was compelled to use the hot spring for women.
The point was, if she came in, she would die filling the pools with blood, hence she never experienced being close to ladies.
But this was the dream she came for, the fantasy she demanded, the memories she wanted to cherish; therefore, with a slight step as her right leg touched the floor, I reached the doorknob while she gulped hard. No regrets; she finally entered the woman's territory.
The fog made it unclear to see, blinding her from catching sight of their bodies. The bleeding wouldn't stop, and neither did her perverted thoughts. With the mist blinding her, a shadowy figure emerged. She was hella big—presumably a muscular woman.
Listy was bulky, but she never knew she was this bulky. It made her insecure. a woman who had a muscular figure. On the other hand, she was only meat and bones back in her previous life as a man. It shattered her pride as a man. like she had any currently, only plumpness.
When she thought she was Listy, a woman, bare-naked was in front of her. Her height was around 7 feet tall, far in comparison to Souta's current height which was 6'2".
She wasn't Listy, but she was legit too tall for a female; yet again, this was a fantasy world after all.
Then, a bunch of them started spawning out of nowhere. with the same build as hers. Nervous, she slowly sank into the hot bath and relaxed.
The fog was too damn thick; she couldn't see a thing. Soon afterward, it gradually dissipated.
Then, a beautiful blond hair with an illogical back build of a bodybuilder was finally visibly seen.
"For a sturdy body, you have nice hair." Out of the blue, Souta complimented her and her intrusive thoughts won.
"Y-You think so?" Her voice was so gentle and soft and spoke in a flustered manner.
"Yeah, I think you look great!" She spoke bluntly.
As the fog gradually and gradually disappear, her face was shown.
"What the..." Shocked, their faces were finally revealed.
They had beards, a countenance that was too manly rather than feminine, and eyes that were excessively sharp, reminiscent of the JoJo anime. She was horrified, panicked, and prepared to run away right away. Until they seized one of her hands. They had a firmer grip-hold than a man would. Unimaginable horror.
Looking back at them, confused why would men be here... She then cross-checked their inner thighs... They were women.
"Oh, hi there! I see you've met team pink. They look like men but don't worry, they're not like the scumbags from before. They're girls the same as you. Hopefully, you don't mind. They oftentimes like to play around with our bodies, but they're gentle, I promise!" A strange girl came to see how she was doing.
Apparently, she was afraid to turn her face around, as their deathly menacing red-lighted eyes gazed upon her. She didn't read her signal as she gave a hand sign by trapping her thumb as an immediate need for help.
"Ah, I see. You're getting along! Well then, enjoy your time!" She left and closed the door. She misguessed the situation, incorrectly thinking that the sign Souta was making was the same as a hug.
"Where do you think you're going, hot stuff?" Her hand was stronger than a hippos bite force, crushing Souta's hand. She didn't feel it. All the pain went away, and all it was left was fear.
Her life was doomed and the trauma got even worse.
[Lust points +160]
After the nightmare was over, she left the room as quickly as she could. And made it out of hell.
"Oh! Have you enjoyed your bat- What happened to you?!" Stumbled across the strange girl who checked in on her again, but this time she was shocked to see Souta's veiny eyes circled by dark colors.
"Nothing. Nothing happened..." She would never again nor dare to get near or complimented without thinking twice. They kept fondling her breast in surprise at how big and plump they were. In contrast to what she said, they weren't gentle at all. Massaging every part of her body, slowly killing her by tearing off her muscles inadvertently. To make matters worse, her lust points increased so high it made her sick of it. (Note: she drank the anxiety pills, after escaping.)
"Here are your clothes. I made them myself. Hope you'll like it." She smiled at Souta, ignoring the fact she was in agony, and giving her a piece of clothing. The clothes she gifted were a red sweater in an extra larger size. That did strike Souta as somewhat mocking, given how large her breast was.
She seemed quite green and bright to define her appearance. She was dressed in a blue tracksuit and was smaller than Souta had anticipated (4'9"). The length of her long hair was vividly green at the ends, but the middle was a dark green color. Adorable but somehow oblivious to noticing dangers and threats.
She wore the clothes that were given to her and never felt refreshed by the warmth of the sweater. Carried on, Souta asked why she wanted to meet after almost helping her escape her misery.
"Oh, I'm here to guide you. Listy said you are new here after she read the resident reports. My name is, Flara Octalana, nice to meet you, sis!" She responded.
And thus, the exploration began.