The morning sun poured through my window, brighter than usual, and something in the air felt… different. I shot upright in bed—7 a.m. on the dot.
Normally, I'd sleep until 8:30, scramble into my uniform, and race to school just in time for the bell. But today wasn't normal. Today, I was awake early, heart racing, already sensing that everything was about to change.
"Ah—shit, it's urgent." I couldn't stop it. I rushed toward the bathroom and slammed my leg into the doorframe, swearing under my breath as pain flared. Fumbling with shaking hands, I yanked my panties down as fast as I could.
"Puuufff…" A long breath escaped me as relief finally washed over my body.
My pussy was a little aching. I put my fingers in and started masterbating.
Even though I masterbated hard I couldn't squirt because of the piss earlier.
"Ah—shit, my hand is aching." I flexed my fingers, pain pulsing through my palm.
Irritated, I stepped out of the bathroom. Before I could steady myself, something hard rolled under my foot. My balance vanished in an instant, and I went down, the floor rushing up to meet me right on my beautiful boobs. "Auch" my boobs saved me from damaging my cheek.
When my vision lifted, all I could see were beer bottles—dozens of them. They were everywhere. The entire room, except for the bed, was littered with empty glass, catching the light like debris after a storm.
Then last night came back to me. A eighteen-year-old girl, tearing through two whole cases of beer, slurring her words, laughing too loud, talking absolute nonsense as the hours blurred together.
The memories flickered through my mind in fragments. "I'm going to turn into a Futanari… Yuri…" The words echoed, and heat rushed to my face as embarrassment crept in. At least the walls were soundproof. That small mercy saved me from having to face anyone's curiosity.
I took a quick bath and got ready for school, scrubbing away the last traces of last night. There wasn't a strict uniform—my school was an all-girls high school, and most of us lived in the dorms—so everyone dressed simply, whatever felt comfortable enough to get through the day.
Oh—right. I should probably introduce myself on the way to class.
My name is Sara Samira. I'm eighteen years old. I've always stood out a bit—partly because of my appearance, partly because of my personality. I'm not interested in guys; I'm more drawn to girls, very much the Yuri type. I've read countless Yuri, Hentai manga over the years, growing up almost entirely in all-girls schools and hostels.
My parents are constantly busy with their work, and I have a younger sister who barely sees them either. Maybe that's why I learned early how to be on my own. Anyway—that's enough about me.
By the time I finally reached the classroom, I was already late. The moment I opened the door, dozens of faces turned toward me, their eyes fixed on me in sudden, heavy silence.
"Wow, you actually came early today. A miracle," a voice called out. It was Yuko, the class president—smug as ever.
I smirked. "Careful. Check out if you have even wore your panties. Might be there is actually a vibrator in your pussy"
"You—"
"Move," I said, and pushed her hitting her boobs.
She froze, staring at me with pure irritation, but she didn't say another word. For all her pride, she knew better than to make a scene.
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The day passed surprisingly fast. Before I knew it, it was midnight again. Wow.
No beer tonight, I told myself firmly. Just sleep.
"Just sleeeeeeep," I murmured, letting my body drop onto the bed as exhaustion finally pulled me under.
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"Puuuf… what time is it?" I muttered groggily. Did I wake up on time?
I pushed myself upright—and froze.
Trees.
Tall, ancient trees stretched in every direction, their thick trunks rising like pillars into a canopy that swallowed the sky. Leaves rustled overhead, sunlight leaking through in broken shards. The air smelled damp and wild, nothing like the stale dorm room I'd fallen asleep in.
My breath caught. I turned slowly, panic creeping up my spine.
"What the hell…" My voice trembled. "This looks like a bloody forest. Where the freaking hell am I?"
Before my thoughts could spiral any further, the air in front of me shimmered.
A translucent panel snapped into existence, hovering silently at eye level—too clean, too artificial to belong in this place. Symbols and text glowed faintly, like something straight out of a game interface.
My heart slammed against my ribs.
"No way…" I whispered.
That was the moment it hit me.
I hadn't just woken up somewhere strange.
I had been isekai'd.
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YOU HAVE BEEN SUMMONED TO A FANTASY WORLD.
This world contains magic, monsters, and warring kingdoms.Your existence here has been officially acknowledged.
INITIAL DIRECTIVE:Proceed to the nearest village.Enroll in an academy.Learn the art of sword wielding.
PRIMARY MISSION:DEFEAT THE DEMON QUEEN.Success will grant you a return to your original world.
BONUS INFORMATION:⟦ TIME CONVERSION ACTIVE ⟧1 month in this world = 1 day in your world.
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