I'm Homophobic, a Straight Woman, and I Have a Wife

I'm a homophobic straight woman, and I transmigrated.

Now I'm the villainess in a reverse-harem, stock-picking lesbian novel: the one who loves the heroine but can't have her, then twists that love into hate.

What a delightfully toxic book.

The Heavenly Dao that arranged my transmigration said that someone like me, a homophobic lesbian deep in the closet, was perfect for the role.

What?

That's slander! Defamation!

I planned to run away before anything began, terrified of having even the slightest connection to the heroine.

Whoever wants to be that creepy lovesick stalker can do it.

But...

Where was the heroine who's supposed to be adored by everyone? Why was the girl who should have been the center of attention being bullied, isolated, and psychologically manipulated?

After she once again ended up disheveled and helpless, the heroine knocked on my door.

She was delicate and beautiful, her eyes full of tears. Clutching my arm, she said, "It's okay. Being isolated is my fate. I've accepted it."

Her eyes were red, and she relied on me completely. Somehow, it made me... a little excited.

That night, we slept together.

She said she just needed a little comfort. I agreed. After all, I'm a respectable woman, aren't I?

I just didn't expect the heroine's requests to grow more and more outrageous, from cuddling to kissing, and then to getting much more intimate. In countless secretive nights, she took my hand and explored every one of her most private places.

I wanted to say no.

But the heroine said I was her only straight female friend, the only one who had no ulterior motives toward her, and that she had no choice but to ask me for help.

I could only reluctantly agree.

Sigh. It's so hard being straight.

Pei Wu had always thought this world was a complete mess.

Until at last, there was someone in it who didn't desire her.

She was clumsy, kind, and easy to fool. As long as Pei Wu showed how fragile and pitiful she was, the girl would decide to keep her distance, then let Pei Wu invade her territory again and again.

From her space, to her body.

And so, this time, Pei Wu was the one who became greedy.

"You don't love me. You just pity me."

"Please, take pity on me."

Sharp-tongued but soft-hearted fake straight girl x obsessive, alluring little waif

An unconventional transmigration-into-a-book story. The truth will be revealed at the end, and both heroines are completely in love with each other.

Premise: Be independent and self-reliant.