Good news: I transmigrated into a tall, gorgeous level-14 female mage.
Even better news: I spent twenty years in my previous life as a cross-dressing guy (my height of 180 centimeters always gave me away), but now I’m the real deal! And I feel fantastic!
Bad news: My mage robe is in tatters, and I’ve got a baby in my belly.
Even worse news: The rival who got the baby’s other parent into this mess is a mutant Goblin King who can chop level-14 warriors like firewood.
My previous host fainted after the big guy scared the piss out of her with an axe (literally). When she came to, she’d been branded his “bandit bride.”
Tsk, it really is a miserable situation.
But when that big green “puppy” barges through the door again, rubbing up against me, I stare at his gleaming, knotted muscles and fall into deep thought. With a build like that, he’d be a top-tier star personal trainer at a gym in my previous life, right?
Oh well, I’m already here.
And my body is surprisingly... honest?
“Whew... This big guy’s got some stamina.” As I feel my body reacting against my will, I stare numbly at the damp cracks in the ceiling, my thoughts drifting back to the Labrador from my previous life who did nothing but grin and eat.
It's okay. Although it's very curious, the relationship mode is very farm-like, and the writing is not bad. The world view should be good-looking, but there are too few updates. Come on, author.