2 The Woman (NSFW)

"Live a quiet life as if you were a bug crawling on the ground."

I don't know why I suddenly remember these words but my body feels heavy. Where am I? I don't know this place?

I sat up and wiped the sleep away from my eyes. I am inside what seemed to a luxurious room, the gentle crackle of the fireplace was the only source of sound – aside from the light breathing beside me.

Realizing the state of undress I was in, I checked under the covers. It was a woman. She was a delicate beauty whose full lips made you want to protect her. Her modest chest rose and fell to the rhythm of her breathing.

I took a closer look at her as I ran my fingers through her shoulders. She had a lot of love marks all over her body and remembering what this body did with her last night left me exasperated.

"What a horrible woman I am, really."

If it wasn't already clear, it was a merry lovemaking session between two beautiful women.

I shake my head in frustration "it just seems as though a wolf preying on an innocent white rabbit though."

"Mmm. Mistress, come sleep some more." The woman beckoned towards me and patted the pillow she was using.

Tempted by her offer, I smiled at her and gave her head a light pat. "I have a lot of things to do today so see yourself out before midday." [You seem tired so you should rest up some more. Leave after having some lunch, ok?]

What the fuck am I saying? Does my body have a bitch translator or something? Because that is definitely not what I was thinking of saying.

"Eh? Mmm okay, mistress. Take care." She weakly smiled at me with a hurt expression on her face.

Don't eh me. God, what kind of body did you give me? Deciding to try and salvage this weird situation, I turned to her as I walked towards the door.

"You were delicious last night. Allow me the pleasure of hunting you down once again sometime soon." [Thank you for staying with me last night. I hope we see each other soon.]

AAAAAHH. What the hell was that villainess-like line that I just threw at her?! I slowly turned to look at her expression but found her to be more relaxed than before, with a content smile on her face. It seems she was satisfied with my answer.

"Is she an M or something?" I whispered to myself.

She giggled and lightly threw a pillow at me. "Only when it comes to you, mistress."

Crap. I forgot that people in this age have stronger bodies – which means they also have stronger senses and hearing is obviously one of them.

I gave her a slight smirk but I made sure to keep my mouth shut this time as I closed the door behind me.

Now that I take a second look, this entire residence is needlessly extravagant. It was definitely worthy of the 1% of the 1% of the richest people in the world. It was a modern apartment with all of the latest appliances and gadgets but the furnishing and overall design are very Rococo-esque.

Even though I should be a stranger to this world, the residence is something I innately know by heart.

This seems to be the knowledge of the previous body's host while the knowledge of the future is something that was given to me by that beautiful silhouette woman before I came here.

I walked towards the walk-in dresser and opened the door to the bathroom. It was as extravagant as the outside but the shower area was obviously built for two people.

"Ha, what kind of stupid shit did you get into?"

As I got into the shower, I found a large mirror fitted on the wall. I finally saw what I looked like.

Eyes the color of the sky, a well-trained toned body. A body as if molded by the gods themselves with short silver hair.

"What the fuck kind of person is this beautiful?"

I examined my body closely, my breasts jiggled with the slightest movement.

Wow, even my ass is nice and plump. I can see why even beautiful women find themselves at this unfortunate woman's mercy.

Checking out her body triggered a memory from not so long ago back when the original owner was still around.

It's a pretty hazy memory but some parts were vivid. Finally, the memory started playing in full view, as if it was a movie.

This was from the time when she was a student at Oxford University. She was packing up her bag while everyone else had already left. The only other person in the room was her Professor in Literature who was silently watching her.

The professor removed his eyeglasses and massaged his temples. "Alagarassi, are you really going to keep ignoring me?"

The woman – or Alagarassi definitely heard him but she didn't even look at him. She just kept cleaning up her stuff. She was neither rushing nor slow. She was simply moving at her own pace.

Looking at her from the Professor's point of view, I did see how anyone would find themselves fascinated by her despite her rude behavior.

"Alagarassi…Al, I already told you. I love you." The professor stood up and hit his desk with his fist. "I'll take care of you. So be mine already."

The sudden outburst didn't even faze Alagarassi. "Oho. You of all people will take care of me?" She turned and smiled at the professor. "And how would you possibly do that, professor?"

Alagarassi's countenance turned cold. She exerted pressure that would make the weakest people faint. She was filled with the dignity – and the scorn – that came with her station as a noblewoman.

Without caring for the professor's answer, Alagarassi closed the distance between the two of them in an instant.

"Ugh," the man had his back up against the wall while Alagarassi pinned him down with one hand effortlessly.

With precise motions, she unbuckled his belt and took out his manhood, and gently played with it with her free hand.

"Do you want to hunt me down?" She started teasing his manhood with gentle finesse. "Do you want to push me and fuck me crazy over this table?"

She closed the distance even further and whispered into his ears. "Do you want me?

The professor was writhing in ecstasy. He couldn't believe that the proud woman Alagarassi was playing with his manhood like this.

Her continued teasing and stroking made him moan in pleasure. "Y…yes. I want you."

Still pinning him against the wall, Alagarassi looked him in the eyes and started unbuttoning her shirt.

"Oh. Do you want to see my breasts? I've seen you looking at them from time to time." She continued teasing him. "Oh, you're letting out some lewd stuff, aren't you? Are you close to ejaculating?"

Alagarassi finished unbuttoning her shirt and the professor's eyes were instantly glued to her chest, barely covered by her shirt that was now merely draped on her body.

"It seems you're close, huh?" Alagarassi started stroking him harder and faster. She knew which buttons to push and the professor was completely at her mercy.

Alagarassi licked her lips and the professor became harder at that gesture. She gave him a big smile, "Unfortunately this little prick will do nothing but bore me in bed."

Harshly brought back to reality, the professor shot her a questioning gaze. "Huh? What are you –"

"I'm saying that this little dick of yours is a fun plaything but it isn't worth my time." Alagarassi looked him dead in the eyes with none of the previous playfulness and sexiness in sight.

She laughed, "this little thing still gives you pleasure and that vexes me." She stopped stroking him and instead held the professor's manhood with a firm grip.

"You will take care of me? Alagarassi Luna y Salvador is someone you wish to bend over this table and fuck to your whims?"

The professor could feel that something was definitely wrong but he couldn't do anything – she was holding his most important thing after all. He was struck by fear and confusion. He was sweating and his heart was beating fast.

He could feel her grip slowly tightening like a vise around his rod of flesh. The pain was making him cry out in panic.

He tried struggling, "Let me go! Let me go! I won't do it again!"

Alagarassi merely looked at him as if he was a pebble in the ground. "Of course, you won't do it again." She tightened her grip even further and finally, she ripped it off. "This is the price of overstepping your boundaries and for enjoying my hand job."

She gave him a gentle push and the professor crumbled on the floor. He was crying in pain and indignation.

Alagarassi used her prana and cast a cleansing spell on her hand. She smiled at the professor, "If you rush now you can probably still have that little thing reattached."

The professor looked up expectantly at Alagarassi but what she did next made him want to run away.

"But that would be beside the point, isn't it?"

She took out an expensive-looking gun from her bag and aimed it towards the professor's head.

"Relax. I won't kill you. You will however wake up here with your pathetic excuse of a dick in your hand a full day after this – so it will probably have died by then." She calmly opened the chamber and placed a yellow-head cartridge inside of it.

"Your dick might die but you will be just fine. This is just a stunner." Alagarassi carefully took aim and before the professor could say anything, she fired a prana-enhanced stunner.

The bullet wouldn't kill as it was built to simply stun its targets but the impact still forced the professor backward and he crashed through the wall, ending up in the class next door.

Sounds of panic arose from the neighbors' ongoing class but she didn't care. She calmly took her bag and walked away.

"This is what bastards who force themselves upon poor and desperate people should be."

The memory ended as Alagarassi slowly walked away with grace and poise.

I found myself laughing in admiration at her cruelty. I stared at the mirror and spoke to nobody in particular. "I've seen what kind of person you are. You coat your kindness with cruelty and you literally dirtied your hands to save those who won't even know what you've done."

A single tear flowed down my cheek but it wasn't from me. "I'll carry on your legacy and your values so you should simply relax and enjoy yourself inside of me."

I now understand part of the reason why I was sent here. This woman is kind but she is also shy. She is true to her desires but she is also virtuous.

That professor was known as someone who preyed on students who couldn't pay their tuition fees. He was a known predator and it was an open secret that he made those students his playthings.

I swear, I'm going to find the best ending possible for you and I might not be able to control your impulses or your brash words but I will do my best to embrace it. After all, you are truly beautiful – inside and out.

A small smile appeared on my face but I knew that it was her way of telling me 'thank you' but I've decided not to accept her gratitude. I will become her and she will become me.

This is a good opportunity for me who has no identity or memory aside from what's to come. I will get my answers one day but for now, I should be satisfied with just surviving in this harsh world because after all…

"I am Alagarassi Luna y Salvador"

The Woman - End