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Chapter 5

I still don't understand what really happened to me. Even though I've tried to do something to wake up from this strange dream, it doesn't seem to work.

"This isn't right! Something's wrong, how can I still be in dreamland like this? Am I lying in a coma in the hospital in real life? Or what?" I thought.

My anxiety grew stronger when I started feeling my body. This is absolutely crazy, how can these big, supple breasts be on my body?

"Oh yeah..." I started to enjoy what I was doing. Closing my eyes while trying to think about the beautiful girl I saw in the mirror. Brunette with charming brown eyes, for a moment I forgot about Jane. Even though she is also very beautiful, I have to admit that the girl in my body right now is much prettier.

"Ella, I brought soup and-"

Someone opened the bedroom door and just walked in without knocking first while I was feeling my beautiful body.

Jane, I mean Emily, was standing in the doorway with bulging eyes and a look of shock on her face as if she couldn't believe what I was doing. Me lying on the bed half naked while squeezing my breasts must have looked very strange and disgusting in his eyes.

"J-Jane, I-I mean Emily, I can explain-"

"Ella, what are you doing?" Sure enough, the classic question came straight out of his mouth. Panicking, I hurriedly grabbed a blanket to cover my body.

"L-listen, I can explain! I just-"

"There's something wrong with you, Ella! You'd better be hospitalized!"

"Listen, Emily! It's not what you think. I was just checking my body, that's all! I didn't-"

"Is it true?"

"S-sure!"

"Oh my goodness, Ella. You really surprised me. I brought breakfast for you. When you feel better, you should take a walk outside to get some fresh air." He said as he placed a tray containing a bowl of cream of mushroom soup and several slices of bread and a cup of milk tea on the table.

"T-thank you, but I'm fine."

"You've been locked in your room for two days. How long are you going to avoid mother?"

"I'm not avoiding the old lady."

"Old woman? You mean mother?"

"Ah yes, I mean mother."

"I'm sure you already know what mother's nature is, right? When it comes to family honor and dignity, mother can be very strict and a little harsh. But that's because mother truly believes that at least one of her daughters can marry a noble man with very high social status. Moreover, the man who is interested in you is no longer a noble man, but a king, Ella, a king!"

"The ugly man is the king? You must be joking, right?"

"Who are you calling ugly? His Majesty King Zavier?"

"Whatever his name is I don't care.  Why would a guy be interested in me anyway? This is absolutely crazy!" I said while eating a piece of bread while scratching my itchy stomach.

Emily looked at me with disbelieving eyes. If only I could tell him that I wasn't actually someone from this strange world, I'm sure he wouldn't believe it.

It's been three days since I woke up for the first time in the body of a young woman who was very beautiful and had an incredibly sexy body, to the point that my dirty brain wished I could have sex with my own body.

Emily sat on the bed sighing. Then he touched my forehead with his hand as if he was checking my temperature.

"Your body temperature is normal, but your behavior is still strange. Actually, what is it that you don't like about His Majesty the King? All the girls in this country hope to be his empress or concubine. But you act rude in front of him."

"The answer is easy, because I'm not interested in men at all."

"What?"

"N-no, I mean I'm not interested in men who are too polite."

"You mean, you like delinquent and sloppy men?"

"No, I don't mean that. I'm just not interested in any men at the moment. By the way you look very beautiful today!" I said, unconsciously praising her beauty.

Emily looked at me in horror, then got out of bed and stepped back as if to avoid my lewd gaze.

"You weirdo! It's best if we don't talk to each other for a while until your brain returns to normal!" He said as he walked away and left me alone in this room.

I sighed, why does it feel so difficult to approach women? Even though my body is now a woman, wouldn't it be easier to approach women without fear of being beaten up and considered a pervert if my body was a woman?


I swallowed hard, I felt like I had experienced this nervous and awkward atmosphere before. When my mother remarried for the third time to a man 20 years older than her, but very rich.

At that time, my mother and her rich husband deliberately invited me and my two sisters to dinner with my mother's husband's two daughters. It was clear that they did not like the presence of our family in the midst of their rich family life.


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