I tried not to laugh when I saw Macan's annoyed look. On the other hand, Tora and Jala were giggling while giving the babies to Dillon and Dylan. They just finished feeding my babies. They then pushed the two stunned and clueless males near me. "Let Ari see her children. Come on! Stop dazing around," Tora nagged as she pushed Dillon. "Honey," Dillon mumbled while handing over one of my lovely babies. "Hmm? She's—wait, no—it's a boy? Aw!" I choked as I coughed in shock, then crouched a little due to the pain. "What, babe? First time seeing a baby boy?" Macan teased. "Well, technically, yes," I replied embarrassedly. "Oh, right. I forgot," Macan whispered, looking away lightly. "How will we know who's their father? They looked extremely alike," I asked. "The female is my daughter...," Dylan said. "Right, and the male is my son," Dillon added. I was stunned and mumbled, "How did you know?" "My mark disappeared when she came out crying loudly across the room. She was quite energ
My name is Kim Ahri Gaumond. I am a simple employee who usually spends most of her time working, doing charity work, or attending treatments. I never really had a chance to give myself a break since I am not an outgoing person.For the first time in my 30 years of life, I decided to finally give in to my dream of having an international vacation not related to work. I may not be outgoing, but I still wanted to experience a life of leisure in a faraway land.My destination was the City of Love, Paris. Romantic, isn't it? If one were to ask if I was going to travel with my boyfriend, I would say, "Hell no, because I am traveling alone, but not lonely."Yes, I know it was awkward for a single person like me to travel to the City of Love alone, but I didn't care. I just wanted to travel overseas, hoping to finally find my soulmate elsewhere despite my special condition.The reason I have been single since birth is that I have an extreme fear of men, causing me to work only in a company run
I was born in the Forest Lion Tribe, the only tribe of the Lion race in the whole Beastman World. A regular beastman had two forms, which were passive and aggressive. Their passive form was their human or human-like form, while their aggressive form was their beast form.Male beastmen were naturally hatched in their aggressive form and will be able to transform into their passive form once they reach the age of seven. In our tribe, at this age, he was required to attend school with all the other Cubs under the teaching of the assigned elders.The passive form of a male was only a human-like form because they still had beastly body parts. A Lion has lion ears and a tail but has a human shape.On the other hand, a regular female beastman was hatched with her natural passive form, which was a full-fledged human form. She has no ability to transform into her aggressive form, even if she cultivates her body. Only a few females were born every generation, so they were required to accommodate
Even though I still couldn't move my body freely, I finally realized that this body has a Passive-Aggressive Form. It means that, even though I am a female, my Passive Form has features similar to the Passive Form of males. It was an isolated case, and no other case was known throughout the history of the world of beastmen. Another thing that puzzled everyone was that I was the only known Winged Lion and was born by a Lion couple—because a Winged Lion belongs to a separate race. There were rumors after my egg hatched saying that my mother secretly mated and formed an informal relationship with an unknown Winged Lion male from an unknown tribe behind my father's back. Even so, despite the rumors, my father trusted my mother and believed in her because a mark they called an insignia shows up on the male's chest once he impregnates a female until the egg hatches. It indicates the condition of the little Hatchling inside the egg. Only males have the ability to transfer the energy needed
[Trigger Warning: This chapter contains sexual assault, post-traumatic flashbacks, and mental health disorders; please read with caution.] What is androphobia? Androphobia is a phobia or an intense fear of men. Similar to the other phobias, symptoms may include intense fear, anxiety, or panic when seeing or thinking about men. The anxiety worsens as a man gets physically closer to you. An active avoidance of men or situations where you might encounter men can also indicate that you have a fear of men. The reactions to your fears can manifest physically—such as sweating, a rapid heartbeat, tightness in your chest, or trouble breathing. Nausea, dizziness, or fainting when in close contact with men may also occur in some patients suffering from this type of phobia. In my previous life, the exact cause of this type of phobia was not yet well understood by the current studies around the globe. Some experts said that the possible causes include past negative experiences with men, but it c
Grandma Lony used to bring me up to the mountain to gather medicinal herbs every morning. She taught me how to identify plants and their uses, as well as the effects of the herbs on the body depending on how they were processed. She was quite strict, so I tried my best to pay attention to all the important details she explained. When I was only 5 years old, I accidentally saw a few silkworms feeding on some herbs while gathering. It was autumn, and it was almost time for the silkworms to turn into cocoons. I hastily took all of the silkworms I saw without asking for the Elder Healer's permission and placed them in my basket, which was full of herbs I had picked prior. When we got back home, the Elder Healer screamed as she threw my basket unconsciously when she saw what was in it. I suddenly remembered the silkworms and hurriedly caught the basket. I checked the worms inside and felt guilty upon seeing that they had devoured almost all the herbs inside my basket. I felt guilty as I l
The next morning, he did not accompany the hunting group to join me and the Elder Healer in gathering herbs on the mountain. We found a huge field with low-growing grass and checked if the soil was suitable for planting vegetables. The soil was quite rocky in some parts, but we saw a spot where the soil was soft with fewer rocks. We plowed it using tree branches. It was extremely exhausting because we did not have the right equipment, so my father took over and finished plowing in just an hour. I was amazed and speechless at how efficiently he was doing the job alone. We also looked for vegetable seedlings that we could transplant in the lot we found, then we gathered and replanted cabbages, lettuce, carrots, potatoes, yams, and corn in other areas of the mountain. I taught my father how to take care of the plants, so he held a meeting with the others to delegate a team that would manage the planting in the vegetable garden we made on the mountain. He also built a fence around the lo
Recreating the habitats of the animals was tricky, but my father decided to simulate the original habitats of those animals in a small area, then placed a fence around it with a door for the tribespeople to enter when feeding the animals and collecting the eggs or cubs. My father also instructed the tribespeople to make separate housing for the new hatchlings and cubs of the small animals for domestication. They even created a smaller version of the incubation room of the tribe for the incubation of the animal eggs with controlled temperature management. The incubation room was a hut with a stone-made fireplace to heat the room, especially during autumn and winter. The fireplace was constantly checked by the elders to ensure the safety of the eggs while keeping them warm. Everything went smoothly after that, and so the livestock were slowly domesticated by the tribe. ***************************** Slowly, more and more livestock were domesticated by the tribe to keep up with the foo