After Changing Gender, My Girlfriend Started Pursuing Me

I woke up one morning as a woman, and had transmigrated into a strange world.

To make matters worse, I had a childhood friend who looked at me with such smoldering affection it practically dripped from her eyes.

At first, I resisted. I even hid from her when I bathed and wore my thickest pajamas to bed.

Then one night, thunder rumbled. Terrified, I burrowed under her covers, and she naturally pulled me into her arms, rubbing the back of my neck with her fingertips.

She whispered in my ear, “Don’t be scared. I’ve slept with you through every thunderstorm since we were little.”

In that moment, I suddenly thought that being a woman might not be so bad after all.