Chapter 103
Chapter 103
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 103
Chapter Title: But I'm a Man? (2)
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I kept staring at the thing right in front of me for a good while.
It was what people commonly called a status window.
The kind courtesy of some helpful message sent my way.
⚔ STATUS ⚔ 👤 Name: Ken Fainstein 🎯 Unique Skills: Item Creation, Calorie Burn ✨ Unique Trait: Physical abilities amplify as weight decreases 💫 Possessed Trait: Female Body Transformation 📏 Current Body Specs: 175cm, 72kg I read through it carefully, then shifted my gaze downward.
There sat a massive mountain that normally wouldn't be there.
In the old days, it would've meant a huge gut, but I'd recently shed all that fat perfectly.
That's right. It was breasts.
An enormous mass of fat.
"...Damn."
I absentmindedly grabbed the two lumps with both hands, filling my palms.
A soft, ample sensation poured into my grasp.
Smaller than Rapne's, sure, but not exactly modest either.
A seriously impressive size.
Still...
'It's my own chest, so it just feels like groping flesh.'
Plus, just a little while ago, I'd gotten to fondle all I wanted the breasts of the woman I love—perfectly sized to my ideal.
So now, touching my own tits—even if they were once someone else's fantasy—didn't get me excited.
'That curse is no joke, though.'
The reason I was a woman right now was simple.
A short time back, at Adrian's request, I had to break a certain prisoner out of jail.
And that prisoner was female.
Which meant an all-women's prison—even the guards were exclusively female.
A fortress of nothing but women, inmates and staff alike.
To infiltrate that place, I had to become one myself.
One method for that?
Adrian had a royal sorcerer cast the Female Body Transformation curse on me.
'That same sorcerer who cursed Rapne, right?'
Apparently a top-tier one, affiliated with the palace.
Even advanced holy magic couldn't easily dispel it.
But for me, the pendant I'd made for Rapne before could lift it in a snap.
Right now, I'd tested it once and was fully prepped to head to the prison.
'Man, my face is killer even like this.'
The first time I looked in the mirror after slimming down, the shock was unreal.
Lean Ken Fainstein's mug was hands-down the handsomest guy's face I'd ever seen—no exaggeration, it startled me.
And likewise, the woman staring back from the mirror was breathtakingly beautiful.
Just... since it was me, no butterflies or anything.
'Still not quite as hot as my girls, though.'
I smirked at my reflection, flexing a bit like an arm flexer.
━Creak.
That's when the room door eased open.
I was currently in Rapne's tower.
I'd explained things to the academy, taken a leave, and was crashing here now.
And out of consideration for me, freshly transformed...
The three women had waited outside and now peeked in, cracking the door.
"W-Wow... Ken turned into such a pretty girl."
"As expected from the real deal—even as a girl, she's insanely gorgeous. ...Isn't she prettier than me?"
"Ken's eyes have always been stunning, so of course she'd be beautiful as a woman."
Their gazes—somehow complex and subtle—made heat rise to my cheeks.
Words I'd normally brush off without a second thought now stirred an inexplicable embarrassment.
Huh, did turning my body female tweak my mind too?
"D-Don't just stand there—come in."
I mumbled awkwardly to my three fiancées.
"Whoa━! Ken, your voice is such a cute soprano━!"
"Ugh, this feels weird in so many ways. ...Why am I getting butterflies over a girl?"
Rapne grinned wide at my voice, clearly amused, while Emily flushed and wore a conflicted look.
I felt just as off.
My body felt heavier than usual, and my crotch felt oddly empty.
"Your height's the same as always."
Mary approached with her usual blank expression to check my height.
Though her eyes sparkled like she was thrilled.
Why does she look so happy?
"Ken, try picking me up."
"L-Like this?"
I grabbed her waist and lifted her lightly.
Her slight weight registered, and our eyes met at the same level.
"Not heavy?"
"...No, same as always."
Seemed like my physical strength and such hadn't changed.
Made sense—with my diet trait boosting abilities, no way it'd weaken.
One less worry.
"Emily! More importantly, let's do that thing—the thing!"
"Oh! Same idea? Knew it—I brought it!"
"Then I'll handle the hair."
Midway through checking out my new girl body, Rapne, Emily, and Mary lit up with excitement, pulling stuff from their bags.
"Wh-What? Guys, what're you doing?"
A fragile, girlish voice escaped me—impossible to believe it was mine.
"Stay still, Ken! I'll make you pretty!"
"I've always wanted to touch a face like this... heh heh heh..."
Their gleaming red and yellow eyes sent a shiver down my spine.
I edged back, only for something light to block me with a soft thud.
Glancing over, calm blue eyes met mine.
"Ken, let's doll you up perfectly while we're at it. You're a girl now, after all."
But I'm a man...
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Hey, Diena."
"...Yeah?"
Gellius Prison—a special facility housing only women convicted of crimes tantamount to high treason against the Lillias Kingdom.
Diena Baltrol was napping on a bench during exercise hour.
That's when a fellow inmate she'd befriended at the prison approached and spoke up.
"Heard the news? Newbie coming in today."
Her friend grinned and shaded Diena's face with her shadow.
Thanks to that, Diena comfortably opened her eyes and looked at her.
'Damn, those tits are huge.'
Diena eyed her friend's chest with an inner smile.
The reason they'd become friends was straightforward.
In this prison crawling with bandit-like hags, she was one of the rare beauties—a drought-ending oasis.
And with big boobs to boot. That was the clincher.
Savoring the view, Diena asked,
"Newbie? Eh, happens. But why bring it up?"
"Only two coming in."
"Two?"
Diena sat up at her friend's words.
Her orange ponytail hair cascaded down.
'Only two?'
Gellius held the worst offenders—those guilty of treason-level crimes.
Transfers usually came in groups of five or more, captured by royal guards.
Just two? That was rare.
Even serial killers didn't end up here.
Only those posing a real threat to the kingdom got in.
"Most got killed resisting?"
"Dunno, but it'll be fun. Wanna check out their faces when they arrive?"
Diena lay back down, gazing at the sky as her friend waved and walked off.
'What'd they do...?'
Curiosity stirred.
She'd been thrown in here with sixteen comrades for a magical terrorist attack on the palace.
They'd been split across sections, of course—no mixing co-conspirators.
Still, seventeen was standard for intakes here.
So just two meant they'd pulled off something massive with only a pair.
'Did they jump the prince or something?'
She pictured plausible charges.
'Must be ugly as sin.'
If it was for assaulting the prince, they'd have to be.
Diena chuckled, closing her eyes to imagine the newbies' crimes while drifting into a sweet lunchtime nap.
Time passed, and afternoon rolled around.
"Heyyy━! Little cutie! Show us that pretty face!"
"You there, blonde! I'm drooling already! I'll make your work hours the ride of your life!"
"That bitch's rack is insane? Bet it'd feel amazing to motorboat."
"Cry, you worthless cunt! You're fucked!"
Voices and faces so barbaric, you wouldn't believe they came from women.
A horde fit to pass as orc female warriors crowded the bars.
Ferocious hags who'd make street tough guys piss themselves lined up for the welcome party.
Two new inmates shuffled in, bound in ropes.
"......"
Diena stared blankly at them.
The surroundings roared.
Pig-like women shrieked and howled through the prison.
But none of it reached Diena's ears.
This feeling was new.
Right beside the terrifying newbie—a redhead snarling like a beast, shaking her mane at the inmates—
Was a girl trembling, overwhelmed by the welcome unlike her friend.
Diena's eyes locked on that blonde.
The most beautiful girl she'd ever laid eyes on.
"......Whoa. I'm soaked."
Diena muttered unwittingly.
Her heart pounded.
Diena Baltrol.
She was a woman who loved women.
And she'd fallen head over heels for the new blonde inmate at first sight.