Insectoids: The Job of the Males

[Author: The ending of this novel is not written to as high a standard as the rest due to both my lacking writing skills and also having a second ongoing novel. Do keep that in mind if you still want to continue reading]

After three days of working nonstop, 程 朝辭, the ‘ci’ part is pronounced like ‘tss.’ Yes, almost like ‘tch’ but more ‘s’ than ‘ch.’ has had a stroke transmigrated as is everyone’s wish.

What does it feel like to transmigrate into a male, the rarer s*x of the insectoid race?

Cheng Zhaoci would reply, ‘yeah never mind that, there is still work that is my job to do.’

One day, the internet of the insectoids that had a sore lack of entertainment media suddenly featured a new account that had short serial comics. The comics had sweet love, passionate fighting, and all sorts of imaginative stories. Many fans flock to follow this account. Of course, many shemales were sceptical of the 1-to-1 monogamous love depicted in those comics.

Later, when Wing Commander 衛灼 was deep behind enemy lines, his 雄主, literally ‘male owner,’ equivalent to ‘husband,’ and for more see detailed explanation in chapter 0., the Wing Commander Cheng Zhaoci came to rescue him without hesitation. That is when the shemales realised – there certainly can be sweet, sweet, love. It just doesn’t belong to them.

The shemales only want to smile and wave them away.

Cheng Zhaoci × Wei Zhuo. Handsome top × Capable bottom. Bottom is stronger than top. No offsprings, mainly because the author doesn’t know how it feels like.

Author’s notes: Do excuse the childish plot.