Dimensional Transfer Day 1: Forced Handjob on the Subway (1)
The memories of this new body flooded in like they were being etched directly into my mind. My name was Kang Jin-woo. Twenty years old. One hundred and seventy-seven centimeters tall. An only child whose parents had passed away, leaving behind a single building… Oh. Hell. Yes. A landlord! The guy who used to scrape by in a tiny one-room rental was now the owner of a five-story villa. Long live dimensional travel! Just knowing I wouldn’t have to worry about money anymore lifted a massive weight off my chest.
But a moment later, a different worry surfaced.
A hundred years ago, dimensional gates had opened in this world. People fought desperate battles against the inhuman races that poured out of them. Back then, men—who were already physically weak—died in droves. The stronger the female among those inhuman races, the more powerful they became. To them, human women were dangerous enemies that threatened their survival. Human men, on the other hand, didn’t even deserve to be called enemies. They were toys to be played with at will, living onaholes for relieving sexual frustration… and food.
Actually, they couldn’t even fulfill the onahole role properly. They were more like disposable dildos that got used a few times before being killed. Men, with their weak physical abilities and low sex drives, were captured by the inhuman races, raped repeatedly, and slaughtered endlessly because they couldn’t satisfy the females’ lust.
When the male population had dwindled to the point that the gender ratio reached one man for every ten women, a new concept called awakening appeared for humans over twenty. Women who gained magical abilities through awakening began clearing the gates. A hundred years later, the world had stabilized to some degree.
Thanks to magic and enhanced physical abilities, human lifespans had increased to around one hundred and fifty years, and aging was significantly delayed. Still, because the world wasn’t exactly peaceful, people over a hundred were rare. That led to changes in the education system. Elementary academy from ages fourteen to sixteen. Secondary academy from seventeen to nineteen. And starting at twenty, when one became an adult, they attended the higher academy where the awakening ceremony took place. Along with longer lifespans, the growth period had also extended to age twenty-three.
And today was exactly that day. The day I turned twenty and would enroll in the higher academy.
Let’s see… what else…
Women in this world had insanely strong sex drives. Their superior physical abilities meant their baseline libido was already far higher than men’s. On top of that, fighting on the front lines against gates and inhuman races built up tremendous stress, so their accumulated sexual frustration threatened to explode at any moment. Men, by contrast, had almost no sex drive. Even if they masturbated, it was maybe once a month.
Once a month? You’ve got to be kidding me.
In a world where women were superior and men had essentially regressed, average appearances had dropped, men’s average height was around one hundred and sixty-five centimeters, and dick sizes ranged from six to eight centime—
Huh? What the fuck?!
I froze mid-thought, yanked my pants down, and stared at my cock. It was huge. Even completely soft, it was already bigger than my fully erect dick from my previous life. Filled with anticipation, I closed my eyes, pictured some porn, and started stroking.
Throb.
In an instant it swelled, becoming a massive, veiny monster the likes of which I’d never seen even in porn. Twenty centimeters long and five centimeters thick, it felt heavy and imposing. Thick, bulging veins ran along its length, making it look almost menacing.
Fuck… I love it.
Slap. Slap-slap. Slap-slap-slap…
Fascinated, I kept pumping the massive thing that barely fit in one hand. Then I remembered today was my first day at the higher academy, so I rushed into the bathroom to shower.
Whoosh.
The moment I stepped inside, I froze at the sight of myself in the full-length mirror. Namshin 10.max. I couldn’t move. Was this… really me? My face was so handsome an elf would bow its head in shame. If the goddess from my previous life had been a man, would she have looked like this? The thought left me speechless.
My hair was tousled like I’d just woken up, yet even that looked perfect. It radiated a pure, almost ethereal masculine beauty. A flawless, elegant forehead led to large, refreshing eyes. Below them was a sharp, refined nose. My lips, untouched by any product, glistened like they’d been coated in lip gloss and looked so plump and elastic I wanted to touch them.
And my proportions from head to toe? Absolutely perfect. Not a single part was too big or too small. I was right in the sweet spot between beautiful boy and beautiful young man. The words god of beauty slipped out naturally.
Zap.
I narrowed my eyes, thinking of the cool protagonists from the manhwa I used to read. I furrowed my brows. That’s right. I had become the strongest character in the world—the narrow-eyed badass!
As expected, narrow-eyed characters had to be handsome. I tilted my head up slightly with a scowl, and an aura of dangerous masculinity radiated from me. The kind of man you shouldn’t mess with.
Hell yeah—!!
I was so happy I started dancing, shoulders bouncing. After a while I calmed down, lowered my head with a grin, and ran my fingers through my hair. I turned on the shower and let the water soak me.
Shaaaaa—
This was the best. Seriously. Perfect.
Feeling refreshed, I got dressed and left the house to head to the higher academy. Maybe it was the new body, but even my walk felt different. My long legs carried me forward with confident strides.
Step. Step-step-step—
Every woman on the street turned to stare. I tried to ignore the way their heads swiveled to follow me and boarded the train according to the transferred memories. I looked around.
What the hell? Is this the men’s weakling magnet or something?
Every seat was taken by men… Women stood here and there, carrying magical staves on their backs. I stared at them curiously until the train filled up and I was gradually pushed into a corner, facing the wall.
That’s when I heard whispering behind me.
“Hey, look at that guy. Isn’t he ridiculously handsome?”
“I can’t see his face from here, but just from the back view he looks insanely hot.”
“I’m so jealous of whoever’s standing behind him. I want to press my pussy against his thigh and grind a little…”
Ridiculously…? Of course they’d say “ridiculously” instead of “fucking” in a gender-reversed world…
I lowered my head to hide the pleased smile that crept across my face at their whispers.
Wait.
Did she just say she wants to rub her pussy on me?
Hearing women say such things openly made the reality of this gender-reversed world hit me all over again.
Then it happened.
Slide.
I felt someone’s hand touch my ass.
What the—?
I whipped my head around in surprise.
Whoa—
She was insanely pretty. Long, straight black hair. A crisp white blouse. A tight red mini-skirt that clung to her hips, and below it, legs so pale they looked almost translucent. Was she a celebrity? She looked like the kind of woman you’d find just by typing her name into a search engine.
Without thinking, my eyes scanned her from head to toe. My gaze followed her hand back up to where it rested on my ass.
She’s touching me on purpose?!
Our eyes met. She gave me a bright, flirty smile.
Thump-thump-thump.
My heart hammered wildly. I forced myself to turn back toward the wall.
Slide. Sliiiide♥ Squeeze♥
The hand on my ass started gently stroking, then suddenly gripped hard.
This isn’t an accident.
I looked back again, startled. The woman’s face was slightly flushed, and she was breathing heavily.
“Haa…”
Slide. Stroke. Rub-rub. Slide-slide-slide♥
She kept kneading my ass with one hand while the other slipped under her skirt.
Slick-slick-slick. Slide-rub♥
“Haa… haang…♡”
Her hand was clearly rubbing her pussy beneath the skirt.
Is this real? I’ve never even seen this in porn…
Wait, this is actually happening?
I stood there stunned, staring at the movement under her skirt, when suddenly—
Grab.
She pulled her hand out from under her skirt and took hold of mine. Her fingers were slick and wet with her juices.
Oh no, this is bad…
Isn’t this sexual harassment? Should I report her? I didn’t know what to do, so I squeezed my eyes shut. The moment I thought about reporting it, memories from this body flooded in.
Huh… In this world, sexual harassment didn’t get punished?
In a world where women’s sex drives were naturally strong, unless it crossed into outright forced rape, men couldn’t really complain about being groped. This was insane…
Slither.
She guided my captured hand under her skirt and pressed it against her pussy.
Squelch.
“Hngh—!”
The soaked fabric of her panties felt vividly wet against my palm. Beyond it, I could feel the warm, soft shape of her pussy.
Press.
Without thinking, my fingers tightened and stroked along her slit.
Shit… I didn’t mean to…!
The first time touching a real pussy, curiosity took over and my hand moved on its own.
Slide. Sliiiide♥
“Haang…♡”
The woman let out a sweet moan. Startled by the sound, I froze.
Damn it, I really didn’t mean to do this…
I realized that once my hand was pressed against a pussy, it moved on its own. The woman looked at me with an adorable expression, then used my captured hand to start rubbing herself harder.
“Haa… hngh…♡”
“How does my pussy feel…?”
“U-um… you really shouldn’t be doing this…”
Slide. Rub-rub. Grind-grind♥
Her juices soaked through the panties and coated my fingertips. She breathed hotly into my ear.
“Aah… so good…♡ Why shouldn’t I? Am I forcing you? Mmm♡ Baby, your hand feels so nice~ If you don’t like it, just pull away~”
Even though the feeling of her pussy was incredible, I still believed this kind of thing should only happen with someone you loved, so I tried to pull my hand out from under her skirt…
Huh? What the—?
It wouldn’t move. She had overwhelming physical strength compared to a man. No matter how I tried to pull away, her grip didn’t budge an inch. Just how strong was she?!
The moment I was shocked by her grip, she gave a pouty little smile and pressed my hand even harder against her dripping pussy, grinding roughly.
Squelch-squelch. Slide—rub—slick-slick—slide-slide-slide♥
Shit… what do I do?
Should I yell at her to stop? This was my first time in a situation like this. I had no idea what to do. I looked around for help and was stunned.
The women on either side of me were watching me get groped from behind… and they were groping their own breasts over their clothes.
“Haa, haa… ngh…”
One of them was pinching her stiff nipples and moaning. Her other hand was busy between her legs. The woman behind me continued using my hand to masturbate. The woman beside her had already unzipped her jeans, slipped her hand inside, and was pumping furiously. The wet squelching sounds as she fingered her pussy were loud and obscene.
From the way they were all acting, it was clear they were all in on this. Far from stopping her, they were looking at the woman behind me with pure envy. There was no one here who would help me.
This is fucking insane.
Shit… this world is completely crazy…
I was being watched by a crowd of women. Literal eye-fucking. Instead of stopping it, they were openly masturbating while watching me get molested, like it was the most natural thing in the world. In a world where women held the power, the morals and common sense from my previous life were completely meaningless.
The woman behind me leaned in close to my ear as I hung my head in despair and breathed hotly against it. Her panting breaths tickled my skin.
“Haa… hngh… so good…♡ Baby~ My pussy’s really wet, right? I heard men don’t like it when women get super wet? Ngh…♡ But too bad. You can’t do anything about it. Haa, who told you to be so handsome? Your hand is so big and long, it feels amazing~♡”
Rub-rub. Slide-sliiiide♥ Rub-rub-slide. Grind-grind♥
She pressed her body tightly against mine while using my hand to masturbate. Her soft breasts squished against my back.
“Hngh! Ha… ah… haa… haaa…♡”
Her lips were so close to my ear I could almost feel them. Every breath sent strange shivers racing across my entire body. All the hairs on my body stood on end like they’d been shocked.
I turned my head slightly toward her. Our faces were so close our lips nearly touched. I flinched and looked down, whispering.
“U-um… isn’t this wrong? Could you please stop…?”
“No, I can’t. If you don’t like it, just relax your hand and let me use it so I can finish faster. With a face like yours, this can’t be your first time, right?”
It is my first time, damn it?!
But seriously, it still didn’t feel real that such a beautiful woman was forcibly using my hand to rub her pussy. She was flooding with juices. She straightened my fingers and pressed them hard against her slit like she was trying to stab through the soaked panties.
Press—
Squelch—squelch-squelch!♥
Aaah! I just fingered her pussy…!