TS Stone

I think that was the first time I felt jealous of women.

When the leg hair grows.

To be honest, that horrible devil on my legs, which are supposed to be really smooth, long, and pretty. When my legs grow hair… .

I've given up now, but when it first came out I couldn't believe it so I just shaved it off with a razor.

First, cut with scissors, then use a razor.

When I saw my legs, which were much whiter than usual, I thought, 'Yes, these are my legs.'

But the more you do that, the more your leg hair grows… .

It's terrible.

Oh, that's horrible… .

Of course, women also have leg hair, but it's probably less than men's.

In many other ways, men sometimes think they want to be women.

When you want to have sex. When you think that if you were a woman with a small penis, you'd probably hear that it's good to have a small penis! And in the case of Korean men, when you have to go to the military...

From a woman's perspective, it's obviously different, but from a man's perspective, women can have sex whenever they want, and they can even get paid for it. They have their own preferences, whether their breasts are big or small, but the opposite sex likes them, and they don't have to worry too much about their partner cheating on them because they lack sexual ability. They also hear that they're cute even though they're short...

More than anything… More than anything… .

Even though he's a pervert, he's popular and doesn't get cursed at!

This is really important.

Really, it's important.

♀ ♂ ♀ ♂ ♀ ♂

"Ah, I'm sleepy…."

Every day is the same old routine. I was lucky enough to get into a prestigious university, and I live in a dormitory. I go into the bathroom attached to my one-room apartment and wash up in the morning.

I want to say that I'm horny again this morning, thanks to the coffee that I drink every night to boost my stamina, or thanks to my partner who gives me a strong morning erection, but I feel lethargic as if all my strength has gone to my penis.

Images of naked girls made in 3D and 2D constantly appear in my head.

As expected, otakus are otakus… There are more virtual women than real women as objects of fantasy.

"This is fucking evil…."

I curse inwardly, recalling the Monster Hunter 3 I played the night before. I was so excited that I even had a dream where I was eaten by Eviljo. Me digging a trap, and Eviljo getting caught in it… And then I get hit by an attack at that perfect timing, and by the time I get up, the thing is already out of the trap… .

I had a vision in my head of someone setting up a bomb and then throwing rocks at it from afar… .

And the 5 hour battle we played the night before… .

"Ah… I don't want to go to class…."

You have to take the required classes, but sometimes you don't want to go.

By the way, I get swept up in thoughts every morning that I don't want to go.

But why do I go anyway… .

In a daze, I put soap on my tongue.

"Tch!"

What have you done?

I find it so cute that I sometimes do stupid things like this… .

Last time, I crushed up some ramen and got some soup on my hands, and my genitals itched so much that I scratched them without realizing it.

That's torture.

It is torture for good children not to follow suit.

I really don't know why I did that, but after I soaped my tongue, I thought about cleaning it with something and ended up rubbing the stone that I had placed on the sink on my tongue.

It was a stone that I had picked up without realizing it while walking down the street, and I just placed it in my room as decoration.

The semicircular stone with grooves cut at regular intervals had a smooth middle, and I was standing it up on the washbasin as a decoration with the part that looked like it had been cut with a knife, and I just thoughtlessly put the stone to my mouth and rubbed it.

Like washing dishes with a dishwashing sponge.

"Tch!"

I'm so cute like this.

Kawaii in Japanese.

In Chinese it's keai

In English it's cute… .

…there's definitely something wrong with my head.

I am aware of it.

I have a habit of putting on the clothes I'll be wearing the next day before going to bed, so as soon as I rinsed my mouth, I felt like I didn't have enough time to even take a nap, so I put my bag on and put my PSP, iPhone, PMP, earphones, novels, Chinese idioms, and light novels in the bag.

Originally, college was a place to go for fun.

There is not a single student studying at school.

…maybe.

"after…."

As always, as soon as I open the door, I take a deep breath, put the key in the door, and lock it.

Maybe it's because I don't clean my room often, but sometimes I feel out of breath when I wake up.

No, I do clean, but maybe because I don't go all the way under the bed. Or maybe because I don't ventilate often... or because I don't dust the blankets...

For reference, the place I live has a unique environment where ventilation actually lets in more dust.

"Hoooooo…."

Today, for some reason, I feel a little hotter and more stuffy, so I check that the door is properly locked and walk towards the central hallway where the elevator is.

It's a little strangely hot right now, but I'm sure it'll be just right outside. I shivered every time I rode my scooter. I'll just have to take off a coat when I get to the science building.

The hallway is straight and open, with a coin laundry and stairs at one end, a communal kitchen shared by all the apartments living on the same floor, and just stairs at the other end. I pass the doors lining both sides of the hallway and go to the elevator in the center that juts out like the letter "L." I press the elevator button as usual, look at my reflection in the window, and fix my hair… .

"…huh?"

Oh, my.

Was I this pretty?

Today, for some reason, I looked very pretty, so I approached the window, bent down, and touched my hair.

Then, with a swoosh, long hair flowed forward from behind.

"…?"

Something is strange.

Sure, I have long hair for a guy, but not this long… 

.

Are you dreaming?

Sometimes I have dreams that are incredibly realistic. I once had a dream where I got shot in the stomach and woke up crying because it hurt so much. I once had a dream where I was eating a hamburger and woke up with the taste of the hamburger in my mouth for hours.

I tossed and turned, wondering if this was it. If it were a dream, there would definitely be a sense of disconnect between the me in the dream and the me in reality…

I don't feel it.

"Huh?"

Looking closely, no matter how I looked at it, it wasn't my face. It did look a little, just a little bit similar... No, no matter how I looked at it, it wasn't a man's face. More than anything, the strange weight I felt as soon as I bent my upper body, and the sensation of my chest being pulled and shaking... It was strange, so strange.

"what's this…."

No matter how much I look at it, no matter how many times I touch various parts of my body, like when I forget where I put my wallet or cell phone… .

My body had become that of a woman I had never seen before.

"…What is this?!"

Suddenly I turned into a woman.

What luck! … no, bad luck!

For some reason, my body had become a woman's, so I was wondering whether I should go to class or go back to my room to find out what was going on, and I went straight back to my room.

I feel a little sick, or rather uneasy. I don't feel heavy, but rather lighter than usual, but I feel a strange discomfort around my shoulders and waist.

No matter how much I think about it… No, even if I don't think about it, if I go to class in my current state, no one will acknowledge that this is me. Even my voice has become so subtly feminine that they can barely recognize it as my own, so even if I completely cover my face and try to say it's a cold, no one will believe me.

I originally wear jeans that are a bit too big for my taste, so there's no way I'd notice that my leg size has changed... No, I guess so.

There's something baggy about it, and it's definitely noticeable when you walk around.

"What is this, what is this…."

As soon as I entered the room, the first thing I did was scratch my head.

When I'm stressed, my head gets itchy.

Well, I've always been a bit of a womanizer, I wondered what it would be like to have sex as a woman, I wondered what it would be like to be a woman...

No matter what, once you become a real woman, the sense of reality diminishes.

I usually live in a daze, as if I have no sense of reality, and today, I felt like I was losing my sense of reality even more.

I unconsciously tried to check my body and immediately took off all my clothes, throwing away my manly underwear and top… .

Today, the panties that stretch to fit the shape of my dick feel empty… .

And then I immediately looked at my body in the full-length mirror attached behind the door.

"Oh... Oh oh? Oh oh."

This is… beyond my expectations… .

The height was the same, but something about the overall body shape was ridiculous… .

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a body that came out of a well-made 3D. Even the face has clear skin like a character from some game.

The long hair, the slightly sagging large breasts that barely show off her oriental beauty, the waist that is sunken in despite the right amount of fat, the butt that jiggles when you slap it with your hand…

"Wow… this guy looks like he really wants to be hit on…."

No matter how I look at it, this is so damn annoying…

… She was the type of beauty I like, but she didn't have any sex appeal.

"Wow, there's not a single hair."

Except for my hair and pubic hair, my entire body felt smooth, as if there was absolutely no hair.

If you look closely, there were really fine fluffy hairs, but they were nothing.

Now, I could feel the smooth skin that was my ideal type and the wish of my youth.

The breasts, which felt a bit heavy rather than voluptuous, were much more sensitive than I thought. It felt like the roots were extending from the tip of the nipple to the inside of the breast. No, that feeling was very weak, and somewhat awkward and swollen. It was much more uncomfortable than I thought.

It's like that heavy, cumbersome, and tangled feeling you get from your belly when you gain some weight. It's like something unnecessary is sticking to your body and making you uncomfortable.

I tried to lift my chest up from the bottom and let it sway downwards.

A rippling chest… no, rather than rippling, it's more like bouncy and plump…?

… Really, to describe this feeling, words like flutter or purr are more appropriate than the word ripple… .

The moment I took my hand off, my upper chest felt heavy for a moment, then suddenly pulled, and then returned to its original state. It was a very strange feeling.

This is a real woman's body.

"…Why…Why on earth…."

Why on earth did I suddenly become a woman?

I looked at my tightly clenched buttocks line in the mirror while holding my buttocks with both hands, and I sat down on the cold floor with the pants I had just taken off, and thought.

"Why on earth did you suddenly become a woman…."

I don't know why.

"Hmm…."

'My pubic hair hasn't been growing well lately... Surely it's not because my pubic hair is weak... Did I catch some disease? A gender-changing disease... ? No, I definitely had it this morning... I peed, so it's clear. So what happened after this morning... ?'

First of all, no matter how much I think about it, I don't think I'll be able to go to class today.

I took my iPhone out of my bag and tried to send a message to my professor saying that I had a bad stomachache since last night and that I should go to the hospital, but I deleted it.

'… It's not even school, so what's the point of sending something like this… And going to the hospital in the morning seems a bit strange.'

I thought it would be better to just skip class without saying anything. Well, it would be okay since Korean students are notorious for skipping classes often at foreign universities.

In fact, most Korean students studying abroad are like that. They say it's a "honey class", a "honey class", a "class where the professor doesn't notice if you skip", a "class where the professor is a jerk", and yet there are many cases where they sign up for classes and never attend a single class.

… leaving aside the story of my college life.

'…But who is this?'

I followed up my first question, why did I become a woman? Then, I looked at my current appearance in the mirror. I was lost in thought about who this woman, who had a body that was exactly my style, was.

People tend to have different tastes, but even if you don't care about that, it's a butt that any man would want to fuck at least once... Legs with smooth lines, a waist that's not too concave but is nicely tucked in and a little fleshy. And most of all, a large chest and a collarbone with a pretty line...

My body was always slightly bent to the side, but since my body is perfectly symmetrical from left to right, I realized later that the strange feeling I had in my body was actually the result of my bones being perfectly aligned left to right.

Even things like the eyes and chin were honestly a little crooked and out of alignment, but even those were aligned perfectly.

When I touch my head, I can't feel the scars from the surgery I had when I was young. I can't feel the few pimples on my face, or the rough beard that would appear the day after shaving. No matter where I touch, there is not a single trace of my body.

He's a completely different person.

'I think I've seen this somewhere… Who is this… .'

"hmm…."

It's really strange.

I'm sure I've seen her somewhere, but I don't remember seeing a beauty like her. I think I've seen her, but it's really strange that I don't know a single beauty like her.

Where on earth have I seen this before?

Even though I don't even know the celebrity's name, I feel like I've seen that face somewhere…

"…."

I turned my head left and right, up and down. As I was looking at it from various angles, something important suddenly came to mind and I picked up my iPhone.

Click!

I forgot to take a commemorative photo of myself becoming a woman.

This is something I myself wouldn't believe if I didn't leave it as evidence. Photographic evidence is a must!

Click! Click! Click!

I took several selfies and tried various poses while nude.

Just a standing pose.

Gather your hearts!

A pose where you get kicked from behind while holding onto the wall!

Spread your legs!

… the legs spread much better than I thought.

It felt like something wasn't really my body, my joints were smooth and I didn't feel the back pain that usually plagued me.

And after I gained some weight, the belly fat that had been bothering me has disappeared, and my overall body feels lighter.

The summit pose of conversion!

M-spreading!

My room had a tiled floor, so my back was incredibly cold, but the cold actually felt good because it seemed to cool down my excited body.

I don't know why it happened this way, but the thought crossed my mind that if I just left it alone, it would go back to normal.

Then, before that, I thought I should enjoy it enough… No, for now, I thought I should do everything I have to do and then find a way to go back, in case things really go back to how they were before.

Just like that, I spread my legs as if I was being treated as a normal person, but then an idea suddenly occurred to me and I put one hand between my legs and grabbed the mound next to my pubic bone.

'Wow… It really doesn't exist, so I feel a bit strange… .'

The sudden disappearance of sleep brought about a much greater sense of discomfort than I had expected.

I felt like my dick was a lot smaller and was stuck higher up, but what should I say? It was a strange feeling. It was like the cold air was tickling that place. I don't know when, but I got so excited by seeing the sexy body of a woman who was completely my type, even though it was my body, I felt my penis, which had now become a vagina, twitching.

'Oh, right. Now that I think about it, this is an opportunity.'

Thinking about it, it was a sensation I really wanted to experience when I became a woman. It was a chance to clearly know 'what it feels like to have your vagina stimulated.'

If you think about it positively, this situation was a chance for a man to experience for himself a feeling he could never know.