The Femboy of This World is a Celestial Dragon
I am a thief.
A heinous criminal who has slipped secretly into a woman's studio apartment to steal everything from her underwear to her skirts.
I don't even offer a polite "excuse me."
Because right now I am a thief, I must tread lightly so my footsteps make no sound.
Gulp—
The building is the same type as mine, so the layout can't be too different.
This place should also have a large closet as a standard feature, just like my room.
"...Here it is."
The room was small, so finding it didn't take long.
It had the exact same design as the closet in my own room, exactly as I'd imagined, so I spotted it right away.
Creak—
I held my breath as I opened the closet door, and the hinge sounded obnoxiously loud.
Suddenly anxious, I began rummaging through the clothes for anything I could wear.
"...What the hell is this?"
I had planned to take just one top and one bottom that would fit me.
But... three maid outfits were hanging in the closet out of nowhere.
"These... slurp... haa..."
Inside the closet there was nothing but those three maid outfits.
Just in case, I opened the drawer underneath, but it only contained black lingerie and garter belts that matched the dresses.
"...Tsk!"
The whole reason I wanted to crossdress was to blend in among the women without drawing attention.
Wearing something like a maid outfit would make every single person around me notice me immediately.
I slammed the closet door shut—making sure the hinges didn't creak this time—and left the room.
It had been a completely fruitless endeavor, far worse than I'd expected. At least until I saw the red card sitting on the shoe cabinet.
"This... this is it!"
A woman's subway transit card. This was a bigger score than I could have hoped for.
With this, even a man like me could enter the women's subway.
"Thank you so much!"
With a short cheer, I snatched the transit card and slipped out of the apartment.
Now all I needed was a suitably feminine appearance, and I could step into the rape train of my dreams.
"Huu..."
Back in my room, I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead with a towel.
I had just committed a crime I had never once done in my previous life, and my whole body was shaking. I felt like I'd become a completely different person.
My heartbeat was much faster than usual, and a strange sensation crawled up my spine, as if someone were staring at me from behind.
My body trembled, my legs wouldn't steady themselves, and an indescribable, bizarre feeling washed over me.
"It's thrilling..."
Now I understood why those criminal bastards could never quit.
I had only stolen a single transit card, yet the mixture of guilt and excitement kept a smile plastered on my face.
"Still, it feels too unsatisfying to stop here."
I didn't mean I wanted to sneak into the next apartment and steal again. I simply wanted to experience more of this unusual sensation.
It was like making a perfect save as a goalkeeper in soccer; after that, the ball no longer felt scary.
The long-range shots that once terrified me now felt like something I wanted flying straight at me.
"Let's go out. Go outside and... do something."
My studio was very close to the station, so I hadn't encountered anyone on my way back earlier.
This time I decided to head in the opposite direction from the station, focusing on the back alleys where I'd seen lots of smoking students.
———-
"This looks exactly the same..."
The villa district near the university had an incredible number of back alleys.
Smokers loved using them, which explained why the nearby sewers were packed with cigarette butts.
"...Whoa."
But... the back alleys in this world seemed to operate on a completely different level.
From the most common white ones to green, pink, and yellow... colorful condoms of every hue littered the inside of the sewer.
"The smell... fuck..."
I tore my eyes away from the sewer and stepped into the damp back alley, where a thick, musky odor greeted me.
Even though it was an open alleyway with airflow, the stench was several times worse than the bachelor smell inside a single man's room.
"What the hell did they do in here to create a smell like this..."
The moment I left that alley and entered another, I came face to face with the daily reality of this world.
A well-built man in a suit was surrounded by a group of girls dressed like idol trainees.
"Hup..."
I immediately held my breath and stepped back.
Then I poked my head out just enough to watch what was happening inside.
...
"How about it? A hundred dollars isn't bad, right? That's plenty of reason to play with us. Don't you agree?"
One of the girls in the center held out a thick wad of cash toward the suited man.
The bundle contained a mix of ones, fives, and tens—clearly every bill they could scrape together.
"Girls... let's not do this. Yeah? I'll pay instead. Fifty dollars each, so can't you just let me go?"
The man in the suit pushed away the money she offered and reached for his own wallet.
But the girl holding the cash grabbed his wrist, stopping him.
"Ha... We're the ones offering you money? We just want you to have some fun with us."
The girl reached into his inner pocket, pulled out his wallet, and opened it without permission.
She then stuffed the thick bundle of bills inside it.
"Wow, your wife is really pretty... Carrying her photo in your wallet? You must love her a lot."
"We're married, so of course I do... Now please give the wallet back..."
"...No."
The girl who had been pressuring him with words tossed the wallet toward the end of the alley.
The man desperately reached for it, but unfortunately it was out of reach.
"If we give your wallet back, you'll just return the money we gave you. Forget it. Give up. You can come back for your wallet later."
"Girls, girls. Just a moment!... I'm begging you, won't you at least listen to me?"
"Ugh, what is it?"
"The truth is, my wife and I have been trying to have a baby. Today is the perfect day, and we've been saving up for nearly a week."
"...Excuse me?"
"Please, I'm begging you. If you rob me here, I won't be able to go home today... So can't you just let me go this once?..."
"Ah... damn it..."
The moment the man finished speaking, the girl in the center clutched her forehead and let out a long sigh.
Then she glared at him with a deeply furrowed brow.
"Fuck, that's cheating..."
The central girl rolled her shoulders to loosen up, then took a step back and assumed a kicking stance.
She drove her right knee straight into the man's groin. A sickening crunch echoed through the alley.
"Ack, ugh... ack..."
The man clutched his crotch and collapsed on the spot.
Meanwhile, the girl who had kicked his balls picked up the wallet she had thrown earlier.
She pulled out the wad of bills she had stuffed inside and took it back.
"We're done here. Just get lost."
The group of girls each spat out a curse as they let the man go.
Rather than insulting him, they mostly complained about their terrible luck today.
The suited man stumbled away, hunched over and limping.
The girls watched his retreating figure with distant eyes... then squatted down on the ground looking like they desperately needed a cigarette.
...
After watching the entire sequence of events in the alley, one thought rose in my mind.
Now was the time.
If I walked into the alley where those girls were camped out, I would definitely get raped.
Yet even with the moment my dream might come true right in front of me, my heart remained strangely calm.
It felt like watching someone on a bungee platform clinging to the safety instructor and screaming that they didn't want to jump.
When my turn came, I wouldn't hesitate to throw myself off.
If it were me, I could sprint forward with a running start and leap.
I was confident I could fall beautifully, so please, just give me the chance to plummet...
"..."
I stepped into the alley where the girls were loitering.
However, I didn't pay them much attention. I simply acted as if I had noticed people on my path and nothing more.
The only reason was that this slightly dismissive attitude seemed most likely to draw out their rawest reaction.
The three girls sitting in the alley spotted me. Just as I had decided earlier, I made brief eye contact with them and brushed right past.
Gulp—
Now it was time for their reaction.
To them, I was a fresh piece of meat that had appeared right when they were clutching their empty stomachs after losing their previous prey.
Therefore, they had no reason not to bare their claws at me. It would be normal for them to sink their teeth into my throat immediately.
So... what kind of state would I end up in?
What exactly would they do to me from now on?
Would it start with a kick to the balls like the suited man earlier?
Or would they try to talk first, saying "come here for a second"?
If not that, maybe they'd try to buy me with money? Or sexually tempt what looked like a young boy?
Anything was fine.
Whether it was a method I had already thought of or something I could never have imagined, it was all good.
Either way, I would offer them the most delicious parts of myself.
They just... had to pounce on me.
"...Huh."
That was really all it should have taken...
"...Why?"
Nothing happened.
I walked out of the alley without a single thing done to me.
"Why, seriously?..."
They hadn't pounced on me.
They had simply... let me go...
...
Sudden frustration boiled up inside me. I felt like I wouldn't be able to stand it unless I heard the reason.
But I couldn't directly ask why they hadn't attacked me, so... I decided to eavesdrop on their conversation instead.
"...Did you see that just now?"
"I saw..."
"Wow, that's the first time I've seen someone like that in real life."
"That's not a girl, right?"
"Where would you find a girl that small?"
"No, so that was really a guy? That's insane..."
"Ah... I should've talked to him. I suddenly regret it."
"Go after him. He couldn't have gone far. At least get his number."
"Sssip... I'm torn."
"Forget it. Didn't you see how he didn't even pay us any attention and just walked by?"
"I made eye contact with him though?"
"He was probably glaring at you."
"Maybe I should've taken my top off."
"If you had, he probably would've turned around and run."
"Ah, fuck... What a waste. I should've just jumped him."
"Seriously, drop it. A guy like that wouldn't date an ordinary girl. If he has a girlfriend and we mess with him, we could all be screwed."
"Ha, fuck this shitty world..."
...
I listened to their entire conversation from a short distance away. The conclusion that emerged was more shocking than I expected.
They hadn't attacked me not because they lacked interest. I had simply been too big a piece of meat for them to handle.
It was like finding a hundred-dollar bill on the street—you could pocket it. But if you found a briefcase with ten thousand dollars, you had no choice but to turn it in to the police.
So it was time to flip the script on this situation.
Not many people would pocket ten thousand dollars they found on the ground.
But if a YouTuber was giving away ten thousand dollars as a subscriber gift, people would beg to receive it.
Besides, no one would take taxes out of my body.
Clean, laundered cash worth ten thousand dollars.
Who would turn that down?
I didn't think anyone would.
"Huu..."
I turned around and walked back to the alley where the girls were camped out.
This time I glared at them with an expression full of contempt.
There was no particular reason. I had simply decided on a concept for myself in advance.
This time I would make sure they couldn't stop themselves from devouring me.
...
"What exactly were you all saying behind my back just now?"
The three girls who had been squatting down began whispering to each other that I had returned.
"I'm asking you. What did you say about me?"
The three of them shrank back slightly as they read my expression.
I figured they were scared of my backers rather than me. Of course, I didn't have any.
"I thought I heard you saying you wanted to fuck me. Did I hear wrong? If not, then say something."
Two of the three girls covered their mouths and started smiling.
The way they loosened their clothes made it look like they thought this was actually perfect timing.
"Wow... Look at him acting all bold in front of us when he couldn't say anything behind our backs..."
At this point... I thought it would be good to mock them along with some verbal abuse.
The characters who received proper education in those stories always started acting arrogant around this stage.
"Are your ears clogged? Why can't you say anything? You said you wanted to fuck me. I've come all the way here myself, so why aren't you doing anything?"
The two who had been smiling seemed to have already made up their minds to fuck me.
So I decided to deliver the finishing blow to the last one who was still hesitating.
I would use a line that might work in this world, along with an action that might cross the line.
"Or maybe... it's not your ears that are clogged, but your pussy?"
I shoved my fingers up under the skirt of the girl who had been standing haughtily until the end.
Then I burst into laughter with the exact expression the mesgakis from those doujinshi always made.
There were also mesgaki training stories that started with kicking a guy's balls, so I figured this much was still within bounds.
That didn't mean I planned to drop the concept halfway, though.
"Ah, what the... it's fucking soaked!... Ugh, my finger's going to rot."
Even though I said that, my actions were the complete opposite.
I delivered the finishing blow by licking the finger I had used to poke the last girl's pussy.
If I had been in their position, I would have gotten insanely turned on.
"Pfft, you disgusting perverts. Look at you, still not doing anything until the very end."
In the doujinshi I had read, the belly punch and proper education usually began around this point.
And sure enough, the girl who had held out until the end pulled one leg back and prepared a kicking stance.
Just like when she had driven her knee into the suited man's balls. I... pushed my crotch forward to make it easier for her to kick and wore a mocking smile that said "go ahead and try."
CRUNCH!
And... with a brutal popping sound, my otherworld initiation ceremony had begun.