Chapter 011: Transforming into a Little Nurse Girl

Recalling the virus incident he’d encountered while browsing the internet at home, Li Huan suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. If it had been nothing more than an ordinary computer virus, there was no way it would have created such a perverse program. At the very least, if the other party’s aim had been to steal personal information, they would have tried to remain undetected to maximize their gains. The more he thought about it, the stranger the whole affair seemed. Could it really be a super transformation system from another dimension, one that allowed him to become a woman at will?

This was just too absurd to believe.

For reasons he couldn't quite explain, Li Huan began to feel uneasy. When you suddenly become interested in something impossible and begin to consider believing in it, you might experience the same conflicted feelings as Li Huan: a desire to try mixed with a fear that the result might completely upend your understanding of the world.

Clearly, when rational thought is overrun by pseudoscientific notions that trample social norms, the urge to experiment grows exponentially. Often, at such moments, you might think, “Even if I try, I’ll probably just end up as another fool taken in by a scam.” For most people, when the attempt fails, they simply flip a middle finger and move on, never to harbor such fantasies again.

So, Li Huan first flipped the bird, expressing his contempt for this pseudoscience, and then allowed himself to imagine what it would be like to become a woman. What disappointed him, however, was that he did not become yet another victim of a scam.

Young man, transform in style!

When he realized a soft, round swell had suddenly appeared on his chest, Li Huan was defeated by pseudoscience. He could admit that the world boasted surgeons skilled in gender reassignment, but he had never imagined a virus program capable of giving him breasts. This was too much, too far beyond common sense. The world was becoming incomprehensible!

It was madness. It was perverse. It was downright supernatural!

Li Huan, unable to restrain himself, squeezed his chest. The sensation was extraordinary—soft, tender, smooth, plump, and resilient. Indeed, being a woman felt “great” in more ways than one!

But soon, Li Huan was seized by a new anxiety. He felt an emptiness below; his pants had become loose, and even his underwear slipped right off. Looking down, he was so shocked his jaw nearly dropped.

Damn it! Gone! His little brother was gone! How could this be...

Staring at his slender, smooth, snow-white legs, and the delicate blush hidden beneath a veil of hair, Li Huan felt as if two heavy stones pressed upon his chest. In that moment, he suddenly realized how difficult it must be to be a woman—lugging around two soft, heavy mounds all day long was exhausting!

“Ah…” A shrill cry burst from Li Huan’s lips, piercing the air.

Words could no longer express Li Huan’s feelings. If he didn’t scream, he honestly didn’t know how to vent the shock and faint fear building inside him.

Just then, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed from outside the door; someone seemed to be rushing over. Li Huan’s heart tensed. He wanted to hide, but the sudden movement made his new chest jiggle, reminding him that he was now a woman!

Bang!

With a deafening crash, someone tried to break in without even knocking. Glancing down at his clothes, Li Huan frowned. Even if he’d become a woman, being found in such attire would certainly raise suspicions.

“Damn it! No choice!” Gritting his teeth, Li Huan eyed the nurse’s uniform on the bed, hurried over, stripped off his clothes, and quickly donned the uniform. Unfortunately, he couldn’t wear his old underwear. Now, he wore only a short skirt with nothing beneath; the draft was chilling!

Did this mean he’d have to go commando? Not wearing a bra wasn’t so bad, but going out without underwear was risking exposure. Even if no one could see his—well, nothing now—but if anyone glimpsed his new private parts, it would be disastrous!

Hesitating, he suddenly noticed a corner of black lace peeking out from under the pillow. On impulse, he grabbed it and pulled it on. The fit was just right; the soft fabric hugged his skin comfortably.

He had barely finished changing when the door was kicked open. Several burly men burst in, led by a cocky punk. The man strode directly into the inner room and was met by a petite girl with a baby face, clutching the hem of her skirt to shield her alluring legs.

“Who are you people? What do you want?” Li Huan feigned surprise, stepping back and covering his chest with his hands, looking thoroughly frightened.

The punk’s eyes lit up, his mouth agape at the sight of the baby-faced nurse. He could barely contain himself, but didn’t forget his purpose for barging in. “That scream just now—was it you? Has a man with an injured arm come in here?”

The mention of an injured arm startled Li Huan. He quickly looked down, only to find his previously wounded arm was now perfectly healed, save for a faint red mark. The wound had vanished without a trace!

This discovery shocked Li Huan, but there was no time to linger on it. Pointing at the punk’s forehead, he snapped, “Don’t you ever yell when you’re having fun? I haven’t seen any man with an injured arm, but as for three-legged men, aren’t you all? What do you want? I’ll have you know, I’ve already called the police!”

With that, Li Huan rolled his eyes in contempt. To the punk, though, this only made her seem more alluring. Especially that delicate face—fresh as a daisy, pink and adorable, irresistibly cute!

The punk and his cronies stared, transfixed. Their gazes swept up and down Li Huan until her stern warning finally reined them in a little.

The punk, shrewd as he was, craned his neck to look for any place someone could hide. Finding none, he finally relaxed. Then, as if struck by a sudden thought, he quickly pulled a business card from his pocket and handed it to Li Huan. “Here’s my card, sweetheart. If you ever have any trouble, come find your big brother. I’m a little busy today, but I’ll come see you again soon!”

Li Huan glanced at the card. On the front, in large print, it read “Certification Services” along with a name and phone number. He hadn’t planned to keep it, but on second thought, pocketed the card anyway. Only after watching the group march out did he finally breathe a sigh of relief. After a moment, he slipped out too, heading straight for the elevator and down to the first floor.

Sure enough, four burly men were standing at the hospital’s main entrance—men who looked every bit the part of intimidating thugs. Li Huan felt a jolt of fear, but when he looked down at his two new assets, confidence surged back. He straightened his back and strode boldly outside.

At the sight of Li Huan, the four men’s eyes widened, tracking his every step before giving her a hard, scrutinizing look from head to toe. When they noticed the distinctly masculine shoes—obviously too big for a girl—their expressions turned odd.

Li Huan couldn’t help it; the nurse’s room had only one set of clothes and a discarded pair of lace panties—no shoes. She had no choice but to make do!

Although the transformation allowed Li Huan to evade the punk’s search, once he finally walked out the hospital doors, he let out a long sigh of relief. He’d made it!

In his current state, there was no way he could return to the bar. Just as he was about to hail a cab, he realized he’d left his wallet and clothes in the nurse’s room. He didn’t have a cent on him—not even the fare for a ride!

As he hesitated over whether to go back for his wallet, a pink Volkswagen Beetle slowly approached from behind, honking as Li Huan blocked the driveway.

Turning, Li Huan saw that the driver was the same nurse who’d earlier found an excuse to leave. She looked anxious. Suddenly, an idea sparked: in his current form, he couldn’t possibly face any of his old acquaintances. Why not hitch a ride?

“Hey beautiful, mind giving me a lift?” Li Huan called, opening the door and hopping in, startling the nurse.

“Ah! How did you get in? Are you a nurse here too?” The nurse was taken aback, but relaxed a bit when she saw Li Huan’s uniform.

“Yeah, I just started. I can’t remember the way home—could you give me a ride?” Li Huan put on his most innocent, pitiful face. With her fresh, cute appearance, she was hard to resist; no one would doubt the sincerity of her words.

The nurse hesitated. She didn’t recognize the girl beside her—she’d never seen her at the hospital. But seeing her so lost and lovely, she couldn’t bear to refuse. After all, they were both women, and Li Huan’s new appearance was so endearing that even the attractive nurse couldn’t help but feel a twinge of envy.

After a moment’s thought, she asked, “Alright then, what’s your name? Where do you live?”

“Um… just call me Huanhuan!” Li Huan was delighted she’d agreed to give her a ride and quickly gave her address.

“I’m Han Xuemi, but you can call me Mimi!” The nurse’s lips curled into a bright, charming smile.

Hearing Han Xuemi’s introduction, Li Huan couldn’t help but glance at her chest—sure enough, it was dazzlingly white. What a fitting name!

Han Xuemi started the car and soon they were on the main road. By coincidence, Li Huan’s place was on the same route, just two blocks away—not far at all. Considering Han Xuemi, a young nurse, drove an imported Beetle, it was clear her family was quite well-off indeed.