A Rough Transition: A TS Tale in Another World

“Huuuup.”

Cold air pierced through me, as if it was freezing my lungs.

…I’m alive.

When I came to my senses, I found myself with my head submerged in the shallow water of a stream.

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What the hell? Am I hallucinating?

When I waved my hand as if swatting away an insect, the text scattered like heat haze.

The scenery around me was utterly unfamiliar.

Before I lost consciousness, I was also in a mountain, so it’s hard to pinpoint exactly what’s different now.

However, judging by the way the trees grew and the dense underbrush, it felt like a place untouched by human hands for a very long time.

“Deputy Platoon Lea—huh?!”

I started to call out, only to be startled by the sound of my own voice.

A woman’s voice had come out of my mouth.

“W-what?”

It was a sweet, soft tone—far too delicate to be something a man could imitate.

Instinctively, I looked down and saw… breasts.

“Gasp!”

Why do I have these?!

Technically speaking, having breasts isn’t unnatural in itself.

Everyone has a part of their body called a chest.

But there are breasts that men are not supposed to have – the ones that produce milk to feed babies, made from body fat and muscle.

In short, breasts.

I now had breasts on my body.

And not just any breasts—huge, provocative ones.

They were pale and soft-looking, as if they would yield under the slightest pressure, smooth and pliant.

When I cupped one with my hand, a perfectly-sized pink nipple peeked through my fingers, boldly asserting its presence.

There was no doubt about it—these were real breasts.

The undeniable sensation confirmed the situation.

It seemed I had become a woman.

I couldn’t accept this fact right away.

“Dammit. What the hell happened?”

A beautiful girl stared back at me in the water’s reflection.

If I were to describe her in one sentence—she was absolutely stunning.

Long black hair cascading down to her waist, a youthful face, and unique, enchanting eyes that floated like twin moons above the surface of the water.

She was on a level that I couldn’t even dream of speaking to, let alone approaching, in my previous life.

A face destined to live under the constant attention of others, with no other option.

When I furrowed my brow, the girl in the reflection frowned back at me.

…Is that really me?

As if entranced, I kept examining myself.

My height… it had shrunk significantly compared to before.

Roughly mid-150 cm, I’d guess.

However, the proportions were so good that I didn’t even realize I’d gotten shorter at first.

Next was the body.

I had never seen a figure like this before.

Breasts the size of a head, yet somehow perfectly balanced with the rest of the body thanks to well-developed hips.

A slim, narrow waist contrasted by thick thighs and a full, round backside.

It was a body so excessively sexualized that it was impossible not to have inappropriate thoughts at first glance.

As if this body was created for that very purpose…

“What an insane body.”

If I could have sex with a woman like this, I wouldn’t have any other wishes.

It’s truly a body made for sex appeal.

As I blankly mumbled to myself, messages suddenly poured in as if responding to my thoughts.

[Gentleman “Brutal Hero” nods in agreement.]
[Gentleman “Mystic Rogue” considers you to be a cultured individual.]
[Gentleman “Breast Enthusiast” rates your chest very highly.]

Am I hallucinating?

[Lady “Goddess Born of Foam” is looking forward to your succubus exploits.]

Succubus exploits? What kind of nonsense is that?

I rubbed my temples, searching for anything strange, like some kind of implanted device.

As I tapped my head and shook it, the messages disappeared, no longer visible.

“I know you’re watching me!”

I shouted, looking around the area.

“Why are you messing with me? Show yourself!”

Damn it.

Did someone transfer my brain into a woman’s body or something?

Could this be some kind of secret project by the Ministry of Defense?

Damn it, these perverted bastards.

Why the hell would they turn a perfectly normal man into a woman?

Sure, this female appearance is undeniably stunning.

If I had seen her passing by on the street, I probably would’ve stared at her, completely mesmerized—even if I had a girlfriend.

…The problem is, that’s me.

My sun-kissed, bronze skin from all the outdoor work had turned pale white.

The thick arms I built up from lifting weights had become so slender they practically screamed for protection.

The belly fat I gained from eating frozen meals was nowhere to be found.

And my waist—it’s as slim as those of thin women.

I had become the beautiful woman I joked about wanting to be, but I couldn’t feel happy about it at all.

Something… feels terribly wrong.

If I had been reborn as a baby and seen the light of the world that way, I might have naturally accepted it.

I could’ve just thought, “Oh, so I’ve reincarnated.”

But here I was, abandoned naked in the middle of a forest, with no clues to prove that I’m still me.

I don’t know if I have parents or siblings, or even what I was doing before I ended up like this.

And on top of that…

It feels like someone’s secretly watching me.

Just the thought that someone might be observing me even now sent chills down my spine.

Before night falls, I need to get off this mountain and report this to the police.

If I make it to the police station, they’ll sort out some clothes and a place for me to stay.

It wasn’t baseless confidence.

Having lived as a man, I knew one thing: a woman who looks like this can easily get help, even if she’s stranded penniless in the middle of the street.

The worst-case scenario would be not encountering anyone and starving to death.

I’m confident in climbing mountains, but the thought of doing it barefoot, without shoes, was daunting.

Still, I have to find someone somehow.

I need to contact my parents or friends and let them know about my situation.

That I’ve… turned into a woman.

Will they even believe me?

“Who’s there?”

At that moment, someone seemed to have heard my voice and noticed my presence.

“Over here!”

Unable to move, barefoot and stuck in place, I immediately called out.

Though there wasn’t much choice, it was a nerve-wracking moment.

All I could do was hope that whoever emerged from the bushes was a decent, normal person.

“Oh no!”

The man who appeared was a hairy older fellow, and he looked utterly flustered when he saw me.

“My apologies! I didn’t realize someone of importance was here.”

Someone of importance?

I was puzzled by how he came to that conclusion in such a short time, but I felt relieved since his reaction seemed normal enough.

“Sir, please help me.”

I considered mentioning the military but decided against it.

It would only drag the conversation on unnecessarily. My plan was to get to a populated area as quickly as possible and contact my parents or friends.

“What happened to you?”

The man glanced at my body.

I understood his reaction, so I didn’t bother trying to cover up awkwardly.

Since I was already naked, any attempt to hide myself felt meaningless.

“I somehow got stranded.

I lost my belongings and now I’m in trouble.”

I made up a plausible story.