gaylolis

this one's a bit nsfw.

I'm just one of the tired office worker you see out there. The night was already so quiet as I got off the last train. I found myself before a vending machine, drinking a can of hot Oden.

The sounds of crickets and the night at full moon made me calm; it was another night with no visible stars.

I wonder if I really want to go home. I don't think my body can handle the toil of work.

...maybe I should just quit my job and return to my parents. Maybe I can help out their farming business. At least it'd make me healthy and less stressful.

I no longer care about city girls. I just want someone who can take care of me when my parents are gone.

The moment I steeled my resolve, I threw away the empty oden can.

As I was about to cross the road and get to my apartment, a truck speed up at my direction—appearing out of nowhere!

The sudden turn of events, along with how my body was tired as hell made me unable to react in time.

...although the truck's front passed through me, and it stopped right by my side.

"Hey! Do you want to go to another world?"

An old truck driver with shaggy clothes and towel wrapped around his shoulders popped his face from the driver's window.

"...no."

Although it was a tempting offer, this was way too shady. I don't trust a random person to take me somewhere unknown

"...che."

The truck sped past me into the night, just like that.

I felt I had narrowly escape kidnapping.

...

Months later, I've been working hard on my parents' farm.

I was sweating a lot; tending the crops for morning to evening. Instead of my rude Boss, my Dad was the one mouthing off the orders. Both of them were strict, but at least my Dad was reasonable.

Sometimes I wonder if I made the right choice.

Indeed it was a lot better than my work. My body was healthy; I got back home before night fell. There's a lot of breaks after I was done with my work.

Every day I got to eat hearty, home-cooked meals at regular intervals.

The milkman's daughter also came to deliver it every day. We got to chat for a good bit. She's really pretty, have a nice figure with big boobs and most importantly—we had similar hobbies pertaining to futanari hentai.

The best thing about it, she had a nice penis as well—and it's fertile.

I want to be her wife; I can be a lesbian with her and still have kids.

...

If I were to be sent to another world...I can finally have a penis and have a harem of cute girls.

...but, would it really come true?

I shudder to think about the worst outcome...

This evening, the milkman's daughter came again for dinner. While we discussed the marriage terms with my parents (and me whispering many times to keep her erection down) the news flash came in.

'Kidnapping Incident.'

With the modus operandi of 'transporting them into another world,' many unemployed youngsters and office workers fell victim to it.

Of course, not everyone who got solicited by Truck-kun accepted.

The news was based on the reports of those who 'reject the isekai', they appear at night, with little to no people around.

The incident occurred several times in the past few months, with several people missing one by one.

When the police discovered their tracks, they found a certain warehouse in the capital.

Inside it, were the remnants of human butchery. I appreciate that the news didn't go further about this point.

The perpetrators were nowhere to be seen. Police was still investigating...blah blah...

...

The news made me lose my appetite.

...but as my waifu went on 'say, ahhh...' I felt more inclined to eat.

Deep down, I never felt more glad to go back home.

Especially at this moment, my clit grew bigger again.