The Dormitory’s Unlucky Soul Transmigrates into the Zerg World

As a writer of romance between men, Yixuan had been running out of inspiration lately!

Troubled, he happened to glance at his roommate walking by...

Wait! His roommate?!

How had he only just realized that the guys around him were practically walking templates for novel protagonists?

Their dorm was a mixed dorm, with everything from a cool, aloof science-and-engineering whiz to an artsy anime fan and brilliant illustrator, a rich playboy, a top law student, and a patient senior from the medical school. It was basically a collection of the best characters on campus!

What's more, each of them seemed to have a story of his own. Most importantly, none of them seemed to be into women!

Yixuan: !!!

This was the perfect material!

His inspiration exploded. After half a year of hard work, he produced a million-word hit novel.

The good news: The book was a hit.

The bad news: He'd been found out.

When his furious roommates came to confront him, he raised both hands above his head. "I was wrong." (A sincere apology.)

But he still couldn't escape their punishment...

The good news: After punishing him, they calmed down.

The bad news: After the punishment, they somehow transmigrated into the book!!!

But there was more good news: It was the novel their roommate had written. They'd read the plot, and each of them got a wife.

But there was more bad news: That damn roommate loved writing tragic stories, so they and their wives were put through hell.

Roommates: Seriously, don't you think this is a bit much? So you're the only one who doesn't get tortured, and neither does your wife? You torture the rest of us instead??? (Pointing accusingly.)

Yixuan: (Fiddling with his fingers.) That's not quite true. I tortured my wife too...

Roommates: …

Roommates: You animal!

A little skit:

Contributor: The brilliant illustrator

In the art studio at home

"Good girl, move your hand down a little... Yes, just like that. Now lift your wings a bit higher, and your antennae, don't curl them into a ball. Right, just like that."

Ying Jue's hand kept moving as his stylus flew across the drawing tablet.

On the screen in the air was a little female insect dressed as a maid, her face flushed as though she had something she wanted to say but couldn't.

"M-Master, are you... are you done yet?" The female insect in the maid outfit released her wings and antennae in mortification. Her body had turned pink from embarrassment.

"Stay still, sweetheart. Almost done... Heh." Ying Jue could barely keep the excited grin off his face.

Ying Jue's mental tendrils silently wound around the little female insect, pushing into all sorts of strange places with unusual force. His eyes turned a deep crimson at the corners.

"M-Master, don't..." The little female insect clenched his teeth, barely stopping a soft moan from escaping.

The room was filled with the springtime passions of insects...

Content warnings:

[The story is entirely fictional and set in an imaginary world. It has no connection to reality, so please do not apply it to real life.]

[Most of the story features a pampered top and a devoted bottom.]

[Sweet romance, happy ending, both leads are each other's only partners, but the background contains some angst.]

[There may be an insect egg plotline later on.]

[The author's writing is still immature. Please be kind if it's not to your taste.]

Here's my next planned novel. Please add it to your reading list~

"Help! I Really Don't Do BDSM! [Quick Transmigration]"

Blurb:

What happens when a Jinjiang University graduate from the Quick Transmigration Division accidentally submits his resume to the BDSM Fiction Department?

This year, the job market is tough. Even in the Quick Transmigration worlds, there are too many transmigrators and not enough jobs for new graduates.

Shen Ji was one of them. He'd been busy for days, sending out hundreds of applications, all to no avail.

Just as Shen Ji was ready to accept his fate, go home, lie flat, and live off his family's money as an idle rich kid, an unexpected job offer landed in his inbox!

Shen Ji: Huh?!

Sits bolt upright on his deathbed.jpg

The next day, he arrived at the Transmigration Department, job offer in hand and full of enthusiasm, only to find that the farther he walked, the stranger the route became...

It wasn't until he stood outside the Transmigration Branch of the BDSM Fiction Department that Shen Ji finally came to his senses.

Wait, where the hell have you brought me?

He looked at the documents in his hand, then at the name of the branch written above. Then he looked back down at his documents, then at the branch name again...

Then he turned around without hesitation.

...But he couldn't get away.

Shen Ji: (Slowly backing away.) No, calm down. I really don't know how to do this. I majored in topping for Jinjiang, not topping for BDSM fiction. You can't force a melon to be sweet!

009 (BDSM Bottom-Taming System): (Hand it over.jpg) I don't care if it's sweet. As long as it quenches my thirst.

009: This department is about to go under because we can't hire anyone. Do you really think I'll let you get away today?

World One

009: This is a modern world. You're the third male lead who pursues the protagonist. You're a talented artist, but in secret you like to imprison beautiful men and watch them wither away. You're obsessed with seeing beautiful things slowly decay.

The protagonist, who's our target this time, is currently the CEO of a publicly traded company. Later, his company will go bankrupt, and the many men who pursued him will take turns raping him and keeping him imprisoned until he completely loses himself.

Our mission this time is to defeat his other pursuers and become the number-one male lead!

Shen Ji: …

Shen Ji (coolly): Wow, that's really something.

At first, Shen Ji couldn't be bothered with the mission. He had plenty of points, and even if he failed, he could go home and lie flat. That was until he met the protagonist...

Shen Ji: Wait, this is the protagonist?

009 (excited): Yes. Now you need to use force on him, imprison him, and train him...

Shen Ji (thinking): ...Okay!

Later...

009: ?!!! No, this is all wrong! Is this what I meant by using force? And the imprisonment, is this really right?! Who taught you to train someone like this?!!!

Shen Ji (innocently): What's wrong with it? Didn't I do everything you asked?

009: ? By "use force," you mean forcing him to eat this bowl of food? And by "imprisonment," you mean holding him in your arms so he can't move? And don't tell me that your nightly foreplay is what you call "training" him?!

Shen Ji: So, does it count or not?

009: …I *&@#$

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