Chapter 3
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 3
Chapter Title: Removing the #TS Tag
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The sensation of trying out sex I never got to experience even as a man—now doing it as a woman—was pure, unadulterated shock.
Semen mixed with blood was trickling from between my legs. I tried to wipe it off, worried about staining the sheets.
"Ah, fuck..."
It hurt.
Between my legs was throbbing and burning so badly I couldn't move without waddling.
"Here, use this."
The guy grabbed a dry towel from the table. Medieval world, so no handy tissues— this was probably the best option.
"...Thanks."
Even after roughly wiping off the semen, more kept leaking from between my legs. What a hassle.
"How much did you even cum?"
"It must've built up quite a bit..."
"Ugh, look at this thick, sticky color."
"...Sorry."
It was flowing so much I just spread the towel and sat on it. I could wash up later, but my crotch was burning so badly walking was tough—honestly, the thought of water touching it scared me.
"You weren't gonna get me pregnant anyway, so why not go for one more round yelling 'I'll impregnate you with a week's worth of super-concentrated semen!'?"
"You like that kind of thing...? I'll do it next time for sure."
No thanks. There won't be a next time.
"Um... I know it's a weird time to ask, but..."
"What now?"
"Did it feel good?"
Was he that curious?
...Thinking about it, any guy would wonder, so I decided to answer honestly.
"It was okay."
"'Okay'? Your hips were bucking pretty wildly for that."
"No, that was...!"
"That was?"
It absolutely wasn't because I liked it and came. It was just...
"My belly suddenly got all warm inside..."
But saying it out loud, that sounded even more dangerous.
The platinum blonde glamorous beauty confessing "You made my insides all warm...♡"—he couldn't handle it, and his dick started twitching and swelling up again without a care.
"Hey, cover that thing up. Put it away. Make it go down. Not going down?"
"It's not like I can control it...! You know that!"
"What? You knew I used to be a guy?"
I hadn't planned on hiding it, but it was still surprising he already knew. He looked above my head with those red eyes and pointed with his finger.
"It says #TS, and you're a girl now, so you must've been a guy originally."
Come to think of it, the moment we entered the room, he'd glanced above my head and said it.
—Got it, found it...
Thinking back, he'd been searching for someone with the #TS tag—someone like him, transmigrated from Earth.
But why?
As I pondered that.
"Yeah, whatever, I was originally a guy... Wait! Hey!"
I suddenly yelled, and he jumped in surprise, glaring at me with those red eyes.
"You scared me! What?!"
...Those eyes were fucking terrifying, but damn, he was handsome. The face was so perfect it made me want to curse.
I realized that to earn rave reviews like "plot armor" or "face cannon," it had to be the kind of looks that make you swear on sight.
"Sorry. But I just had this genius idea!"
"What is it?"
The guy could see tags.
He could probably edit or block them too.
Tags could boost or lower sensitivity, even block pregnancy—that meant they could affect the body plenty.
So!
"Remove the #TS tag from me!"
Yeah, fuck me again. Fill me up with a week's super-concentrated semen and impregnate me.
I'll just regress back to male!
Luckily, he lit up with "Oh!" Good sign.
"Whoa! Never thought of that. If I'd known, I wouldn't have had to do something as unpleasant as rape."
"It was unpleasant?"
"No, I mean the forcing part sucked. But once we got going, your pussy clenched so tight it was insane."
It was clearly a compliment, but why did it piss me off so much?
But once I turned back into a guy, no more of his semen for me, so I decided to let it slide generously.
"Yeah, whatever... Glad you enjoyed it. No more belly-button-to-belly-button action with you anyway."
"That's too bad."
"You wanna get fucked?"
"You're the first girl I ever stuck it in."
"I'm not a girl."
"You became one and got a pussy, so you are."
"No, crazy, I'm going back to male!"
Hearing this airhead say something as disgustingly shitty as "I can't forget the feel of pounding you"—it made my skin crawl like bugs were crawling all over me.
But if I pushed him more and he flipped, saying "You're the first pussy to make me cum quick. Be my eternal dick pocket...!" I'd be stuck as a girl forever, so I held back.
"Fine, I get you're bummed, but I gotta go back to being a guy. Humanely speaking, if you're isekai'd into an eroge, there should be thrusting pleasure, not just getting thrust into, right?"
"If you want to thrust, I could add a futa tag..."
"Hey, are you insane?!"
I respect futa tags, but I guarantee no one watches futa stuff wishing to become a futa girl.
Not content with being turned into a woman, if I got futa on top, the self-loathing would make me hang myself right then.
"Please. I'm originally a guy. Remove the #TS tag. I don't know why you raped me or your backstory, but once I'm male again, it'll all be water under the bridge."
Right, he'd said no time, so rape first and explain later.
I'd hear it out slowly once I was a guy.
He had some reason for jumping me, and he wasn't a bad guy overall, so despite his reluctant face, he nodded.
"Okay. I'll remove the tag."
"Thanks."
"But on one condition."
"What now?"
Bad vibe.
His dick started swelling again as he fidgeted sitting on the bed edge—suspicious and ominous.
"Um, actually, I've always wanted to try getting head..."
"Hey!!"
He flinched at my sharp yell. Black hair, red eyes, face cannon—probably the protagonist in this world, but getting treated like this was kinda pitiful.
"No mouth. Absolutely not."
"Why's the lower mouth okay but not the upper?!"
This fucker rhyming at a time like this?
"Think about it. Missionary—your words, lower mouth—happens without my say-so, you just thrust and done."
"True."
"But upper mouth?"
"...Oh, yeah."
Finally getting it, he nodded.
"You have to willingly take the dick in your mouth, so the mental block would be huge."
Spot on.
How could I wrap my tongue around a dick and suck the head with my lips on purpose?
Just imagining it hitting my throat made me gag—not to mention if he lost control and came in my mouth, I'd puke everywhere.
"Got it? No. Absolutely hate it."
But he understood yet wasn't backing down.
"Just once? Please?"
"Why should I?"
"You're going back to guy anyway."
"Even as a guy, that shitty texture'll stick in my lips forever—you wanna do that?"
"You can't go back without me anyway!"
"Threatening me?"
"Just do it!"
"Ask another girl!"
An eroge protagonist begging "Give me head!"—no pride?
But this guy was even dumber than I thought.
"I don't like messing with this girl or that girl."
"What...?"
Wait, what?
What the hell was he saying...?
"Once I sleep with a girl, I take responsibility to the end. That's my creed."
Does that even make sense?
A rapist who's a pure love nut!
Is this that "rape pure love" thing you hear about?!
"You know you're going back to male. But until then, you're a girl."
"I won't care who you fuck, just get head from someone else."
"No."
"I'm not sucking it anyway."
"Then stay a girl forever. I'll man up and take responsibility."
"Hey!!"
In this insane conversation where the answer was set and I just had to suck, I finally screamed hysterically.
Lick a dick to become male, or live as a woman forever?
That wasn't as simple as it sounded.
This was an eroge world, after all, and female characters got treated horribly.
If unlucky, I could end up as a goblin or troll breeding sow for life.
No need to go far—even now, if this guy slapped on "#Corruption," "#Drugs," "#Hardcore" combo, my life would shatter.
Without power to block tags, power games with him were pointless.
Kneeling once was the clear win, no matter how I sliced it.
He's a decent guy, at least.
Just endure once.
Really just once.
"...Hey, promise me then."
"What promise?"
"If I really... do that... suck it."
Fuck...
I tore at my hair, messing it up wildly in a fit, before I could spit out the rest.
"After fellatio, you turn me back to male for real."
"Obviously. I'm asking shamelessly 'cause it's the last time!"
"Promise."
"I promise."
"...Sigh."
Mind made up.
I slowly crawled toward him. My crotch still stung from where he'd stabbed it.
Having to suck dick before the shock even faded.
Don't get isekai'd into eroge.
You might end up with a dick in your mouth.
"Lie back on the bed? Or sit like that...?"
"Shut up and stay still."
Still.
This was the last time.
Endure this.
And I'd be male again.
Just become male. I'd memorized all the heroines' faces. I'd fuck 'em all.
Suppressing the urge to puke, I crawled between the legs of the guy sitting on the bed.
Temptingly, he still hadn't put pants on, so his dick was already rock-hard under the covers.
'...Still got semen left, fuck.'
The glistening fluid on it wasn't "unknown"—it made it even grosser.
Sometimes ignorance is bliss...
Facing the twitching, begging dick up close again, I sighed deeply, my feelings complicated.
Just my breath touching it stimulated him—his dick jerked big, glans swelling taut.
'Fucking huge...'
It was so big and thick, hard to believe it'd been inside me. Sometimes in hentai, they slap faces with dicks—this thing could loosen teeth.
...Not the point right now.
At least he was decent and a pure love type for real—big dick but not superhuman stamina.
Suck hard, and it might end quick.
"Then, here, goes..."
I took a deep breath.
Like diving underwater.
"Hyaah... mmp..."
"Hngh, ahh...?!"
I took the dick in my mouth.