I Got TS'd and Awakened
I couldn't believe it no matter how many times I looked. "Is this really my body...?"
I touched my face.
The rough, dry skin I'd known was gone, replaced by a soft, smooth texture like perfectly fermented white bread dough.
It was so addictively plush that I stretched my cheeks out just to feel it more.
Out of curiosity, I lightly touched the tiger ears sprouting from the top of my head.
Twitch!
"Nyaaat?!"
The moment my fingers gently grasped one ear, a tingling jolt like electricity shot from it, spreading a weird, pleasurable sensation through my body.
I involuntarily let out a strange noise and shrugged my shoulders.
"Haaah..."
This is dangerous...Never doing that again.
The dizzying sensation made my ears perk up against my will.
My gaze naturally drifted downward.
Beneath the now-loose T-shirt, my pale thighs were exposed, and behind them, near my butt, a fluffy white tail was swishing back and forth.
"......"
How am I supposed to resist this?
Every time I'd seen beastkin in webnovels or anime, I'd always wondered about it—a curse of curiosity.
What would it feel like to touch that tail?
What if I grabbed it tight?
Human curiosity is a terrifying thing.
Even after screaming from just grabbing my ear a moment ago, my hand was already moving on instinct.
I reached back toward the white tail swaying so invitingly behind me.
And then.
Squeeze!
"Hyaaack—!"
A scream that could shatter the bathroom tiles erupted from me.
"Uwaaa... it hurts! Damn, that hurts like hell!"
I yanked my hand away from the tail and curled up on the floor.
It wasn't just a pinch—it felt like my entire nervous system was being ripped out.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"Hic... I really thought I was gonna die..."
I sat on the floor, sniffling, and gently stroked the tail.
It hurt. Way more than the burns I'd gotten from the oven.
Maybe because my body was female now, but the tears came so easily.
Is this the power of estrogen?
Well, at least my curiosity was satisfied.
Now I knew why beastkin never let anyone touch their tails.
After huddling on the floor and sobbing for a while, the pain finally started to fade, and my senses returned.
The first thing that came to mind with a clear head was the culprit behind all this.
"Kim Minseok... what the hell kind of app did that bastard make?"
I gritted my teeth and staggered out of the bathroom.
I snatched the phone lying on the bed like a hawk grabbing prey.
I'm gonna TS that jerk too.
Turn him into a busty, pathetic milf and make him pay.
It had to be that app he sent me that caused this mess. Time to call him up, chew him out, and grill him on what this crazy thing really was.
I irritably tapped the messaging app.
"Huh...?"
But weirdly, the chat with Kim Minseok, which should have been at the top, was gone.
"What? Where is it...?"
I scrolled up and down frantically, even searched, but nothing.
Kim Minseok's name had completely vanished from my contacts.
Just to be sure, I checked my text messages and call history top to bottom, but there wasn't a single trace of him left.
Then I remembered the last message he'd sent with the app link.
"Ah..."
A defeated sigh escaped my lips.
If the contacts and messages were gone, that meant the chicken gift card he'd sent was gone too.
"My... golden... curry chicken..."
Ever since the Tower appeared and prices skyrocketed, a whole fried chicken cost 50,000 won—something ordinary folks like me couldn't even dream of.
My hopes for some greasy protein after so long were crushed in an instant.
The shock of losing that free chicken hit harder than this insane TS fiasco.
"...If you're gonna ghost me, at least leave the chicken... You bastard Minseok... you should've sent the chicken before dipping..."
A wave of sorrow and injustice washed over me.
Even the chicken I'd earned from getting my junk swapped was gone.
I slumped on the edge of the bed, and my white tail drooped limply behind me, mirroring my mood.
For a while, I clutched my phone and sobbed over the chicken that would never return.
After bidding farewell to my chicken dreams, my tail, which had been dragging on the floor, perked up slyly again.
Chasing a dead lead like that guy was pointless, and crying over a vanished gift card would just make me hungrier.
"Haa, gotta survive first..."
I wiped my tears on my sleeve and glared at the phone screen again.
Contacts and messages were wiped clean, but in the corner of the home screen, that creepy black app icon still sat there glaringly.
Arcana AI Chat
I bit my lip hard and tapped the icon.
Weeeeng—
As expected, a crappy loading screen flashed by, and the user settings window from before popped up again.
Name: Baek Arang
Race: White Tiger Beastkin / Gender: Female / Age: 15
It was just as infuriating the second time.
With a sliver of hope, I tapped furiously on the settings, but the screen stubbornly refused to budge.
Basic settings, once confirmed, cannot be changed.
"Son of a... You're kidding me? At least make it changeable for money or something!"
Frustration boiled over, and I hammered the screen randomly.
Tapped the name, the race, empty spaces—everything.
In the midst of my pointless rage-venting.
Ding!
A cheerful sound effect rang out, the phone screen shifted, and a translucent blue holographic window floated up into the air.
"Huh...?"
The status window that awakeners supposedly saw when entering the Tower appeared right in front of me.
Passive:White Tiger Aura Lv. 1
Active:Baker Lv. 1, Kneading Lv. 1
"What the hell is all this...?"
I swiped at the floating status window, but my hand passed right through the hologram.
In this reality-shattering scene, my eyes locked onto the "Possessed Skills" section.
Flour Dominator? Fine, whatever. It matched my old job.
Considering my past as a baker, I could accept the job title.
But what was that monstrous thing next to it?
"Kneading?"
Like what cats do? Pawing and kneading?
Tigers are felines too, so maybe they do it when they're happy, but why was it proudly listed in my skills?
What, does tiger kneading come with some ultimate power like Heavenly Demon Supremacy or something?
With trembling fingers, I tapped the Baker and Kneading skills.
Skill: Baker Lv. 1
Detailed explanation: Locked. (Insufficient proficiency)
Unlock condition: Bake bread at least once yourself.
Skill: Kneading Lv. 1
Detailed explanation: Locked. (Insufficient proficiency)
Unlock condition: Use the skill on a specific target at least once.
"What? Hiding all the explanations?!"
Not even generic games make tutorials this bad.
How am I supposed to use it without a description?
Who am I supposed to knead, and how? Grab a random passerby and give them a massage?
I could only laugh in disbelief.
I wanted to hurl the phone across the room, but that'd just hurt me, so I meekly set it down on the bed.
Grrrowl—
Then, a mighty rumble echoed from my stomach.
Maybe from the shock of losing the chicken and the sudden TS draining my energy—intense hunger hit me.
"......"
I stared at the unlock condition for the Baker skill in the floating window.
Unlock condition: Bake bread at least once yourself.
My stomach was growling anyway, and I was dying to smash that condition right now.
Plus, that nagging wrist pain that had plagued me was miraculously gone.
Fine, whatever. Let's bake some bread.
Better to do what I can right now than complain.
I let out a long sigh and dragged my heavy feet toward the kitchen, my limp tail trailing behind.
Let's see what this Baker skill actually does.
First things first—ingredients.
"Ah..."
I looked up at the flour on the high shelf and faced my first trial.
This tiny body couldn't reach it.
No choice—I dragged a chair over, climbed on, and finally grabbed the flour.
Should've made myself a bit taller, at least.