Town of Alezad

Previously, died not from truck-kun nor from being transported here, instead, he died by over-ejaculation.

His whole body changed, starting from his voice, and even his face. He saw all of them in the reflection from a puddle. He was indubitably, worried and excited.

The bad news was the dread of going near men in the hot womanly shape.  Nevertheless, the good news was that he finally achieved the dream of feeling what women feel. However, he almost went puking.  Since the cause of his death was by a stinkin' old priest, he imagined he died cumming from him.

Now that he was transformed into a girl, he figured he'd do some examining. His boobs were big, roughly a G cup. His ass was bigger than his success rate, and not to mention, he was a robust hot chick. Before we carry on to the depths of the story without getting mixed up, let's start changing his pronouns into "she" and "her."

Her nose started bleeding, and the sensation was too unreal. The erotic odor from her body was gorgeously sweet and strong. It made her wet in the process.

But it was ruined because she was a boy in her previous life. Not only that, but it also made her pale as a ghost thinking about what the savage men in this world would do.

Imagining about it made her shiver.

Back to her intrusive thoughts, she caressed her milkies while taking the time to figure out a way to get powers. In this world, related to isekai genres, a lack of common sense should be present.

She had done it countless times, attempting to comprehend the complexity of her power system. She had zero clue.

To start with, she knew she was level 1. Yet in fact, she could feel that someone would guide her, much like in the game. She waited.

An hour later, no one was coming. So she ventured alone. The picturesque view gave her awe; living in such a fantasy was what she longed for, and it was remarkably peaceful and calm.

Walking down the field of grasses and trees, she came across a slime. With the idea of murder in mind, she used no weapon but her fist alone, believing that she would level up afterwards. However, the tables had turned; the slime got her, and it soaked her entire body while ripping part of my clothes off due to its acidic body.

The sensation of pain was far from what she imagined it to be; its slimy, sticky, gooey body attacking her insanely gave her pleasure. As she was aroused by her recent activity, she couldn't help but run. From then on, she realized she was facing a level 8 slime. Her body refused to fight; nonetheless, she wanted to retaliate. 

Thus, it was her first time being assaulted by slime.

[Lust point +40]

"What the hell?!" she spoke in a loud tone after the system beheld in her front. The system had this holographic board, telling her that her lust points had increased. It was probably due to her masochistic body.

She didn't expect lust point to existing, so she wondered and check the system by shouting "system". Didn't work, so she tried her best solving my problems.

After numerous attempts, she still failed. Sighing in exhaustion, she traveled more.

Now with her being able to detect the monster's level, she finally took a cautious step over these ravenous beasts.

Avoiding everything, she stumbled upon a helpless girl fighting against two men with swords. She was so cute that Souta acted facile. Her naivety got her and faced these huge bulky men, seemingly bandits. 

"Huh, damn! I think we hit the jackpot!"

"Are you here to save me?!" She was about to save a girl, and her eyes sparkled with joy. 

Meanwhile, she was clueless and didn't know how on earth her body moved on its own. Old habits die hard, as many people say. She had no weapons; her clothes were ripped off; she didn't have any powers; and she had a hot body. In other words, it was futile.

No joke, the bandits got their eyes on her because her body was almost entirely exposed. Her facial expression went straight, showing regret.

"You know what? Take the girl. I'm outta here." she fled, regretting her actions, and willingly sacrificed the girl.

"Hold on a minute, missy." Then one of the bandits grabbed her shoulder. His muscular, veined arms began to hurt her shoulder, and she turned around to see their revolting, lust-filled faces. Her face turned pale. She was captured in the space of a few seconds. She gazed down in shame, her hands bound, seated on a wagon with the poor girl she tried to save.

"How did I get stuck with this?" This was probably the darkest day of her life, the day when all hope appeared lost. Although her prior life was bad, this one was significantly worse. Now that she was aware that her lewd behavior had repercussions, she accepted karma.

Pity for these guys, they would soon discover that she was a man and unintentionally become gay.

Yet, it might also make her gay. Her instincts as a woman were starting to take over, and she became so horny that she bit her lips while her crotch was still moist. Be that as it may, she was disinclined to be their bitch.

Finally, after so much time, they arrived in the nearby town of Alezad. The town was exactly how she visualized it to be: it was a time before there were any technologies. Like in the Middle Ages, people frequently passed by their houses.

Finally, they arrived at a pub. A group of women wearing ripped clothing was present in the tavern's basement. She in particular had already been ripped apart by that horrible slime. Eventually, she and the helpless girl were imprisoned and chained to the wall, waiting to be sold. The tavern served as a hub for human trafficking.

"You know, before saving me, you ought to have had a weapon." The wasted effort to save her caused the girl to express disappointment.

Souta remained silent as she awaited her predetermined doom. Her current life and her former lives have both been shown to be useless. 

Hours later, she was freed from the cage, and some of them too, then, they put her up for auction. And to her horror, their eyes were all on her.

Her curvaceous physique caught everyone's eye. She displayed her first exhibitionism when she saw how intently their eyes were fixed on her. She now understood that being a hot babe was terrible, especially for a man who was addicted to porn.

The door exploded just as things were about to get complicated, and a group of rescuers attempted to halt the people trafficking.

She sobbed and grinned as she was relieved at the cancellation of her being ravished by these terrible bastards. More significantly, the group consisted entirely of ladies, and those women were totally hot. All at once blessed and cursed.

After using explosives to smash the door, they murdered the violent guys and freed the women from their shackles. As she approached Souta, her entire body was in the focus of her eyes. She donned a kimono in black and crimson over a chest plate, which she also wore. Huge tits, lovely black hair, juicier thighs, and a great body.

"This must be my utopia," She said in her mind. Even wearing armor, her milky balloons still had some good recoil.

"Are you alright? My name is Listy. You are safe now." Said Listy while comforting Souta by calming the situation down.

To this day, Souta became religious right after.