#29
William found himself captivated by Akiko’s lively spirit.
As they talked, his hand never left her breast, and she didn’t seem to mind at all. Not only is she pretty, she’s even kind and funny.
“Guess, you really like boobs, huh?” Akiko’s cheeks reddened, but she still maintained her smug smirk.
“Yes,” William replied honestly. “And your breasts are so nice and big and soft. I really like them.”
Akiko laughed. “First time hearing that,” she said.
“Is that so?”
“Yes,” she smiled wryly. “You’re weird for liking these fat slobs, Will-kun.”
“Is it bad that I like them?”
“Of course not. I said weird, not because it’s bad, but because I haven’t seen a man who likes them before. It’s not bad at all. And if you are honest when you said that, and not just being considerate, then that makes me even happier,” she said, stroking his cheeks with her thumb affectionately.
Her face was so close that William wondered if it was okay to just kiss her right there.
When he was about to do it, however-
“Akiko, where’s my Breakfast?”
A voice echoed from inside the house.
To his shock, William pulled his hands from her breasts and stared behind her in panic. Right on the window of their house, a bespectacled man was standing. He was looking at them.
William felt as if he had been caught at a bad time. He expected the man to suddenly burst out from the house and started yelling at him- the man who was just happily kneading his wife’s breasts.
However, contrary to his expectation, not only was the man not angry, but it was also as if he didn’t see him at all.
Of course, it doesn’t mean that the man didn’t see him; rather, he had felt the man’s gaze on him. But only for a moment before the man completely ignored him.
Unlike William’s panicking expression, Akiko didn’t seem to care and turned around. She didn’t even fix her open chest and look at her husband.
“In the table, Yuuseki-kun,” she replied. “I already ate, so you can go ahead.”
“It’s cold, heat it up for me while I take a bath.”
Akiko let out a sigh, she shook her head, and looked at William.
“It seems like I need to go, Will-kun,” she said with a wry smile on her lips.
“Was that your husband?” he asked.
“Yes…” As if she had noticed her husband’s disregarding attitude towards him, she said with an apologetic smile. “Well, he’s not the social type, but he’s a good man.”
“It’s fine, no harm done.”
Akiko looks at him for a while, smiles, and says, “…it’s nice seeing you again. Let’s chat again next time,”
William could see the reluctance on her face, but she still turned around and walked toward her house.
“Thank you for letting me touch your breasts, Mrs. Akiko. I enjoyed it!”
“Well, if you ever want to do it again, feel free to come and find me; I’ll let you play with them whenever you want,” she declared with a wide smile on her lips. She even cupped her breasts with a grin. “That is if you really like them~”
He certainly would!
William waved his hand goodbye and looked at the beautiful woman in a trance. She’s really a beauty. She’s perfectly in my strike zone. Damn, what a lucky man her husband was. Although it seems like he didn’t appreciate his good luck.
What an idiot.
William shook his head and left, dreaming about the next time he would meet her again. Maybe they can even go further?
She’s married? She have a husband? Fuck! Who cares! If the man didn’t know how to appreciate her, William didn’t mind taking care of her for him. A man’s trash is another man’s treasure. Something like that.
William continued with his task, wandering around and checking out his neighborhood.
He encountered quite a lot of things, some of which almost blew his mind. However, though he was feeling strange about how different this world was, he was also getting excited.
He had decided to roam around the neighborhood for a while before he returned home. Not only to check out what’s new and different, but also to try and completely understand his new world. It’s a bit hard to get permission to go outside alone, so he wants to enjoy this as much as he can.
His mother told him that he could walk around the neighborhood, but never outside the gate of the Residential Zone. Especially not alone. And that he is to return before 3 pm.
As for why Allison agreed to let him wander alone, it’s because the residential zone is completely safe. As a special zone where families who managed to birth a man were kept, the security of this place is airtight.
…
William wandered through the unfamiliar neighborhood, his hands tucked in his hoodie pockets, eyes quietly scanning his surroundings. A cool breeze played with his hair as he took in the sight of women walking with confident strides, voices loud and expressive, laughter echoing from corner cafés and busy sidewalks.
He couldn’t help but notice a curious pattern.
A large number of women—maybe the majority—had a particular body type: lean, compact, flat-chested or modestly perky, often dressed in casual, somewhat androgynous clothing. Their sharp, expressive faces, paired with cropped hairstyles or buns, exude the kind of bluntness and swagger traditionally seen in men back in the world he once knew.
But then there were others—rarer types. Women with soft curves and feminine proportions that seemed almost out of place. Voluptuous busts, shapely hips, thicker thighs, or plump rears—all of which stood in contrast to the majority. William had only counted a handful of them since his arrival. His mother, Allison, had both attributes—a bountiful chest and wide hips. So did Daniela, and Evelyn, their housemaid.
A few boys his age loitered nearby, but the moment he gave them a polite nod or smile, they turned away. Cold. Distant. And it seemed like they had their own circles or clichés, gathering around and talking about fashion and idols, and celebrities, and… are they wearing…skirts?
Now that he thought about it, there are also women wearing skirts, but their number is few. And they were pencil skirts. Most women walk around wearing pants and jeans. William didn’t think deeply about it, but all the things on the net are really true. Most men wear skirts, frilly skirts. Pants and jeans exist, but those are tight fit.
However, the more he walked around, the more surprised he was. He noticed the very low number of men on the streets. It seems like the male population in this world is more severe than he had imagined.
In his previous world, the male population was bursting at the seams, with men everywhere he turned. But here, it seemed like that was not the same. Though he already knew that. Nevertheless, seeing it in person felt even more surreal.
Probably because of the heat, most of the women he saw in the streets were, aside from business suits, only wearing sports bras and loose, sleeveless walking around or jogging. Most of them were young women.
There were even female laborers and construction workers working topless and carrying extremely heavy-looking cement sacks or steel bars. Their muscles were more pronounced, and they were easily carrying heavy loads that William was certain he could hardly lift if he were in their shoes.
It seems like it’s true.
Due to that unknown virus that plagued the world a long time ago, it not only killed most of the male population, but it also changed their bodies.
In this world, women are held higher level of physical prowess than men. Though men can raise their strength with enough training, it would never get high enough to overpower a woman. At least, no man had ever claimed he could.
“Hi, handsome,”
A woman passing by greeted him.
“Hi,” he replied.
The woman who greeted him was a young woman who seemed to be a university student.
She was wearing a simple white shirt that hugged her curves and slim pants. She winked at him as she passed, and William couldn’t help but follow her back with his eyes.
Both ass cheeks were hugged smoothly. On top, the bra allowed for a little bit of jiggling, but not so much as to be uncomfortable. Overall, she looked pretty damn sexy. He was tempted to chase after her and ask her if she wanted to have a time for meal- he believed she would not hesitate to agree- but still, he stopped himself.
Although he was starting to understand how this world works, he could easily drag a woman into an alley and have some fun. Of course, whether that would be successful or not is still up for debate. This is the reason why he didn’t want to do anything until he truly understood how this world works.
He could find all the information he wanted with a single click on his phone or computer, but he was the type to believe what he sees and hears himself.
And fortunately, it seems like the world was what he had imagined. Probably even better.
Suddenly, curiosity stirred something else in him.
Something more playful.
What if I test this world’s limits?
An experiment.
Why not?
He spotted a woman near the pedestrian crossing—a stranger. She was tall, well-built, but curvy, standing with a relaxed stance. Tight pencil skirt, crisp white blouse, toned legs, and a sharp jaw softened by full lips. Her short, dark hair was stylish yet practical. In another world, she’d have been an office worker or gym trainer.
William approached her casually. No hesitation. But inside, he’s a little bit unsure of what he’s going to do. What if he read it wrong? Even if the people of this world are quite open to sexual advances, it doesn’t mean everyone would be fine being molested so suddenly by a stranger… right?
What if I got arrested? William thought worriedly. If I do, I might be able to worm my way out just by being a man- after all, according to the net, men can get out of any crimes, unless the most heinous one, such as murder. Should I really do it?
As he mulled over it, the woman, on the other hand, noticed him immediately, eyes flicking toward him in curiosity. The woman is quite pretty, though she didn’t have much in the chest department; she had wide hips and a wonderful ass. Her appearance is that of a model, the type that would never bat him an eyelid in the previous world. But this world is different.
Her eyes never leave him as he approaches. Curiosity, interest, and he can even feel some admiration in her eyes. William felt confident now. He might have had a little confidence in his face, said to be handsome, in his previous world. But in this world, it’s not just a little, but borderline proud. After all, even his pictures on Instakilo and Faceread are praised every day.
I might be able to do this.
And so he did.
He reached out—and cupped the woman’s ass.
Boldly.
Deliberately.
A handful.
She stiffened.
Her entire body went still.
Her gaze snapped to his face, eyes wide—not with fear but confusion, curiosity, and interest. Why is this boy grabbing my ass?
William met her stare, expression blank, waiting to see what came next.
The woman’s cheeks flushed, her mouth opening like she wanted to bark at him—but then, just when he thought she would reprimand him for his behavior, her expression loosened.
“What… what are you doing?”
Not furious.
Just… bewildered.
William waited.
She looked at him again—really looked at him—and sighed.
“You’re a naughty boy,” she muttered, almost like she was scolding a child for stealing candy. She shook her head in disbelief. “But don’t… don’t suddenly do that in public.”
Her tone was firm, yet gentle. She wasn’t yelling. She wasn’t even removing his hand. It’s a good response. William thought, and he felt more confident.
“Can’t I?” he asked, raising her skirt and sliding his hand inside, cupping her warm, soft ass cheeks. “I’m just curious. But if you don’t like it, I’m sorry, I’ll pull my hand away.” Though he said that, his hand remained on her amazing ass cheeks. Damn, I can touch this all day!
The woman seemed aware of it. Her cheeks flushed deeper, but rather than pulling away, she kept speaking, her voice softening even more—as if she was concerned that scolding him too harshly might upset him.
“It’s not that I don’t like it, but you can’t just touch people like that, sweetie. I know you’re cute and… clearly bold, but it’s improper, alright? Someone might see us,”
Still, her hand didn’t move to dislodge his. She let him stay right where he was, reducing the scolding factor of her words significantly. And she even gets closer.
“Is it a problem if someone sees us?”
The woman was a bit surprised. “W, well, not really. But they might misunderstand what you are doing. If it’s someone bad, you might get assaulted, you know.”
“Are you worried about me?”
“Well, of course, I do.”
“Thank you. But it’s fine since it’s you, right? You won’t do bad things to me, right?”
“You… haah, I won’t. But it doesn’t mean others would not. Oh, look, it’s a green light already. I need to get going now, since I have an important interview,” she said before her hand rose and gently stroked his head.
Soft fingers threading through his hair.
“I’m serious, okay? Be careful next time. But if you have some free time, you can try calling me. I’ll treat you to a meal,” she said before pulling her wallet and taking out a business card, which she then gave to him. “My name is Josie,”
“Oh, I’m William. Nice to meet you.” William replied, receiving the card.
“I ran a bakery down that corner. If you have time, come and visit me, naughty boy,” she said, leaning and kissing his cheeks. “I’ll wait for you,” her voice a little warmer now. And with that, she turned, heels tapping as she crossed the street—glancing once over her shoulder, she did a last wave of her hand before walking away.
William watched her go, thoughtful. He looked at the business card and chuckled softly.
“Not a bad result.”
With a lazy grin, he put the business card into his pocket and kept walking, letting the sunlight trail behind him like gold-dusted silk.
