Chapter 0 – Prologue
I like lewd stuff.
I like it a lot.
I like porn, red books, and erotic novels, and I like it even more when I masturbate while watching them.
I’m 23 years old. I’m a virgin, but when it comes to sexual desire, I’m second to none. I just really like lewd stuff.
One fap a day is a given, and whenever I have free time, I indulge in all sorts of lewd fantasies.
I’m a pro masturbator who enjoys the subtle pleasures of mental masturbation, even when I have direct access to lewd media.
But it’s human nature to seek new stimulation once you get used to the old.
As I started to crave more and more stimulation, the genres I watched became increasingly extreme.
Humiliation, NTR, NTL, SM, bestiality, gang rape, rape, training, and so on.
As long as it wasn’t too bloody or dirty, the genres I watched and the fantasies I had were things I couldn’t openly talk about in front of people.
If someone were to look inside my head, I’d probably be handcuffed on the spot.
Of course, I only think about it. I’m not crazy enough to turn my fantasies into actions.
Even though my head is filled with lust, I live my daily life properly.
Just like most people do.
And today, after finishing my university classes, I happily returned home.
For some reason, my libido was exploding that day.
Maybe it was a day when my biorhythms were focused on sexual desire.
I spent some time with the beautiful women from across the sea and the foreign girls from a lower dimension, all stored on my precious hard drive, and after achieving my goal of eight consecutive faps, I fell asleep, exhausted.
And when I opened my eyes, what I saw wasn’t the ceiling of my room that I always saw.
“An unfamiliar ceiling… no, where am I?”
Instead of a ceiling, there was a pure white space.
The situation was so surreal that I thought I was dreaming.
‘A lucid dream? No, even if it’s my dream, it’s always 19+’
I’ve never experienced it before, so I’ve always woken up at the crucial moment, which made me so annoyed that I’d end up fapping furiously, but this was the first time I’d had a dream where I was in an empty space like this.
[State two abilities you desire.]
Suddenly, a monotone male voice echoed from the void.
“What?”
[State two abilities you desire.]
It was such a random and out-of-the-blue statement.
If I were asked to choose my favorite girl, I’d be excited and choose right away, but being suddenly asked to choose abilities left me bewildered.
I concluded that I was having a weird dream.
‘So, I have dreams like this too, not just lewd ones.’
Since I was having a weird dream anyway, I decided to enjoy it.
‘Desired abilities, huh…’
If this were my usual dream filled with lewd women, I would have said infinite stamina! A huge dick! Hypnosis! Pheromones that make women instantly horny! And other abilities related to lewd stuff.
Even in this situation, or rather, if it were my dream, a woman who looks like a goddess with a perfect body would have appeared and guided me! I would have complained.
But maybe it was because I had just finished eight consecutive faps? Or maybe it was because the dream was so devoid of anything that would stir my lust? For some reason, I didn’t complain and seriously thought about useful abilities.
‘If this is the kind of dream where I’m going to be transported to another world… then…’
What suddenly crossed my mind was one of the heroes from a superhero movie I watched at a DVD room last week.
In the latest works, the enemies are too strong, but in the older works, there was a hero with such immense strength that even his fellow heroes were wary of him.
When I first saw that hero, I had the thought of wanting to have such immense power at least once.
“Then, one is immense strength that is second to none.”
[Accepted. State the next ability you desire.]
‘They’re quick.’
I was getting more and more excited, and I thought about what to choose for my next ability.
‘If I’ve gained strength, then next is survivability.’
If I’ve gained the ultimate strength, then I need a body that can support that strength.
Even if you have great strength, your body might not be able to handle it.
I’ve often seen in comics that characters with immense power die pathetically from poison to balance the power.
Even if it’s a dream, I have no desire to experience such a frustrating development myself.
“Second, a perfect body. Make it so that I can withstand my immense strength, be immune to any poison, and never get sick. A superhuman, perfect body.”
[Accepted. From now on, the subject’s mind will be set to the age when the abilities are fully applied to the body that will be born next. It will be set to awaken at the age of 5.]
‘Even for a weird dream, it’s strangely specific.’
[Executing the subject’s request.]
Suddenly, everything went dark.
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The gentle breeze felt pleasant, and the swaying grass tickled my skin.
I woke up in the shade of a tree, avoiding the direct sunlight.
The moment I woke up, I realized that what had just happened wasn’t a dream.
The vivid memories of the five years since I was born into this body were still there the moment my mind awakened.
I had really transmigrated, just like in those stories.
I covered my face with both hands.
I regretted making such a careless choice, thinking it was just a weird dream.
“Damn it… I should have chosen hypnosis…”
I had excluded the ability that would have allowed me to live a comfortable life and keep my lower half very happy, because I was lacking in sexual desire at that moment, even though I’m usually always full of it.
