NSFW trash bc I'm Trash by: Thursdays

At Least He Doesn't Moo by: natanije

Summary:

"Cale-nim! Cale-nim! Can you touch these before they disappear?"

Or, in which Choi Han grows huge bewbs and has a lot of fun.

Notes:For .Inspired by by .

Please read "at least he doesn't moo" by natanije before reading this fic. The context is very, very necessary.

(See the end of the work for .)

Summary:

Dammit, he was happy that only his chest was affected by the curse, but now he's visibly affected down there as well!

It's all the badongkadoness fault, he thinks.

or, Cale accidentally gets a curse that affects his body. The magic professionals near him offer their help.

Notes:

WARNING BECAUSE THIS MAY MAKE YOU UNCOMFORTABLE:

CALE GETS BOOBIES. THE BAZONKAS IN THE SUMMARY IS CALE'S.

if this makes you uncomfy, turn back right now!!!!

This isn't a good day for Cale.

Since his transmigration into the body of Cale Henituse, he's experienced a lot of good and bad things in his life. He's faced a lot of exciting and annoying things, as well. He's gained money, thrown some money, scammed people for his benefits, hit enemies from the back, dealt with annoying enemies, and so on and so forth.

But if Cale were to choose the most annoying thing he has to deal with in the past week, it would be this.

This... stupid, god damn curse.

"Young master Cale, how are you feeling?"

Rosalyn, the smartest mage Cale has even gotten the pleasure of knowing, asks softly. Her eyebrows are furrowed in concentration as she casts a diagnostic magic on him, while beside her Choi Han is busy pushing Cale's body to lean comfortably on the couch.

Cale can feel everyone's eyes on him. From Rosalyn's, Choi Han's, Ron's, and the children who are all also in the room as him. Luckily enough, other than these people, no one else has seen his current state just yet. He doesn't know if he can tolerate the mess that'll surely come if that were to happen.

"H-Human, I'm so sorry! I didn't notice! I am not that great and mighty after all!" Blubbers out Raon, the tell tale signs of tears driven by guilt pooling on his blue eyes. Beside him, the two cats are pawing his body in comfort, their worried gaze switching back and forth between Raon and Cale.

Cale sighs, annoyed despite himself.

"It's fine," he says, shaking his head. "I'm not hurt."

"But human!" Raon exclaims, "you're cursed now!"

Voicing those words out loud seems to be the last straw, as tears do start pouring out of his eyes, his little sniffles resounding in the otherwise silent room.

Cale sighs. He can feel the telltale signs of a headache coming.

"I'm fine," he says again, tone curt. With a flick of his wrist, he beckons the black dragon over. "Come here."

Raon quickly flies towards him, his paws and head resting on Cale's thighs as if he belongs there. His blue eyes are teary and trembling, the usually cheerful dragon sniffling as Cale wipes his tears away each time they come.

"I already said it's fine, so why do you insist it's not? I don't feel anything hurting, and Rosalyn is checking me right now to undo the curse."

"That's right, Raon-nim," Rosalyn encourages him, a certain conviction in her eyes as she nods towards Raon. "My magic doesn't detect anything harmful towards young master Cale's body, so he should be fine. This is probably why you didn't feel anything weird. It's most likely this is just a harmless prank."