Chapter 2

Jack stood in the center of the room, gazing blankly at the figure reflected in the mirror, his face filled with a mixture of astonishment and incredulity.

In his eyes, he could clearly see in front of him a beautiful young girl, looking about eighteen or nine years old, with short dark hair and a pure and playful appearance, while she was wearing a long dress that looked like an ancient European style.

The young lady’s body exuded an aura of nobility and elegance, her looks were beautiful, and she was definitely a top-notch beauty. Had it been in the old days, Jack would have drooled and secretly masturbated to her in his mind.

... If only, that wasn’t himself...

Jack dragged his stiff steps and stumbled over to stand in front of the dressing table, stretching out a trembling hand to touch the mirror, cold to the touch, which was undoubtedly a very large mirror.

Inside the mirror, the young girl was reaching out to make the same gesture as Jack, and on her face, fear and shock were plainly written.

Jack’s hand was pressed against the mirror and he looked down at his own body, his heart so hard that he almost shed tears.

So, what that book said was true...

He once read a novel once upon a time, about a teenager who died after reading a novel obsessively for several nights in a row, finally running out of energy, and after a reincarnation, found his soul attached to the body of a young eunuch, in an ancient palace, receiving whipping and slavery from the imperial concubine.

As a new young man in the 21st century, Jack has always scoffed at such fantasy stories, and although he also likes to read fantasy novels, he has never believed that what is written in them is what really happened.

Now, he finally gets his comeuppance. After reading a novel for several days in a row with great excitement, he ends up in the same situation as the protagonist of that novel and is electrocuted to death. When he woke up, he found himself lying in a room with an ancient atmosphere, and when he struggled to get up, he saw a beautiful young girl inside the mirror of the room, however, it was his own appearance.

To be reincarnated in another world is nothing, there are precedents in many novels, but to be reincarnated as a woman would be tragic in the extreme. The thought of being fucked by a man in the future made Jack shudder with disgust and he wished he could die.

Suddenly, his eyes flickered and he keenly saw that the young girl in the mirror had a not-so-subtle throat knot on her jade neck. If it was a woman, she shouldn’t have such a thing, right?

Or maybe all women in this world had knots in their throats? Or perhaps the young girl he had reincarnated and possessed was originally a man and was now dressed as a woman?

The thought made Jack tremble with excitement, and he quickly lifted up his skirt, slipped his hand inside his panties, and reached for it, hoping it would solve his mystery.

Yet it was smooth and soft down there.

Jack pulled hard at his crotch several times and still couldn’t get a grip at all, it was nothing like the feeling he used to get when he touched himself.

The fact that he couldn’t feel what he wanted said it all, only for Jack to black out and collapse limply to the floor, passing out.

In the gloomy hotel room, the beautiful, slim young girl lay silently on the floor, her eyes tightly closed, as if she had lost her breath of life. It was such a poignant scene, so pitiful.