Another Chance To Bloom

Chapter 4

After much thought, I decided to reject the offer. If it had been the previous Ciel, he might have benefited from it but I'm not the original after all.

I don't have any mental scars that need healing. But I do have physical ones at the moment, so after the family venting session was over, the doctor came and did a check up on me.

He said that I was healing well and that it was good sign that I woke up. But he did stress that I still need to rest for about two weeks before I can try moving around. So now I'm confined to my bed contemplating life.

You know, I didn't really get time to think about all of this until now. This whole transmigration, another life another body situation. Now that I think about it, it's kinda sad that my whole life in my previous world amounted to nothing.

I wonder whether anyone found my body or that anyone realised that I was missing... At least in this life even if I have no one else, I have this group of five.

I was surprised at how much the family wanted to spoil Ciel. They had probably wanted to do so for a long time, but was always rejected by the original owner who was always in fear of being labelled as a waste.

But... I don't have any qualms about that. They can call me what they want. But I want to be spoiled rotten.

Before that though, I have to make an opportunity to talk to Caius one on one.

The thing with Viola has become a thorn between us. I also wanted to talk about what exactly went down that day.

Other than these issues there's also another... prominent issue. I have become a male. A man. A person with X and Y chromosomes.

Although I didn't have much on my chest, there was still enough to squish from time to time as stress relief.

Now it's completely flat. This young master doesn't even have any muscles! It's soft all over. I haven't looked inside my pants yet. Back in my old world someone once told me it looked like a soggy shriveled up sausage.

Yeah... You can bet I died a virgin and never regretted it.

Weirdly enough, it doesn't bother me that much that I'm a man now. I'm not going to change the way that I act, maybe I'll be labelled feminine and girly along with being a waste but... I don't care.

I lived as a girl for 23 years. I'll be disappointed if there's nothing show for it the moment I shift into a male body.

As for sexuality... I hadn't figured that out even as a girl. I didn't get into a relationship throughout highschool and college because I thought I wouldn't have time to spend on the other person and also because I hadn't decided who that other person should be.

I thought after getting a job I'll look for a relationship but... I'm here now. And I'm a guy.

Sex was never in my agenda. I found it mildly repulsive. But I still thought I could do it with someone if I really really really liked them and that they really really really wanted it. Emphasis on 'really'.

But now... I don't want a relationship at the moment. I still have to get used to this world after all.

And! Although I'm a guy now, I still want to wear dresses and skirts and stuff, so I also want to look for a master crossdresser!

This body is masculine but slim with no muscles so it's malleable. The problem lays in the face and broad shoulders. Face can be adjusted with make-up but what about the shoulders?! That's why I want to look for a master crossdresser. The master will definitely know what to do.

Sigh...

If it's too much trouble maybe I'll just stick to pants and suits...

How boring! I definitely need dresses and skirts!