In all of her years alive, Riot had never thought it possible that she would be back in school again. Not at the very least, did she consider the possibility that she would be a mute pretty girl. Quite honestly, if she had the chance, it would be as the mega-chad known as a lumberjack.

She still was assigned the job, her class level was four, and it came with some fantastic abilities such as: Chop Wood, Timber, and Chuck Wood.

It had everything she ever wanted, but those witches that had washed her and confiscated her bone axe. She could not Chop Wood, or Timber, or even Chuck Wood.

Even if she did, these weak and pretty hands were too perfect to do such manly work. So, as much as it hurt Riot, she had put a seal on his Lumberjack abilities. Right now, she was just a schoolgirl. That loved to laugh and play normal schoolgirl games, such as put on shoes with needles in it, have other girls throw juice on her, and of course the classic, toss water at her while in the bathroom.

It only occurred to her a few days later that she was being bullied, only because one of the girl’s told her they were bullying her.

When she asked why, by using a pen and paper, the girl responded.

“It’s because you’re too pretty. If you’re too pretty, the Harem Lord will not choose me.” There was something drunk and weird about the girl’s eyes. She could not understand it.

It was around this time she started to notice other oddities in their behavior. All the girls looked so flushed and bothered, she had thought it was simply because of the heat. But the air conditioner was running full speed, and they even added a nice scent. It smelled like manly lumberjack pine.

The food they were being given was also quite high quality. So much so that he sometimes found half broken pills in them. The school was definitely taking care of everyone so well by putting vitamins in their food, so Riot didn’t understand why everyone looked like they were about to explode with frustration.

One girl finally screamed in the middle of class, while the teacher was lecturing about the pleasure spots in the Harem Lord. Then there was that other lecture about the coolest part of the Harem Lord, it made five girls scream and run out of the room.

The worst day was when the Harem Lord came to visit. All girls, including the teacher, the janitor, the girl that was pretending to be a desk, and the girl that crawled from underneath a tile all screamed in unison and the Harem Lord invited all of them to his bed chambers, leaving Riot alone to complete her test on how to sharpen the Harem Lord’s murder weapons.

On that particular day, after she finished her test, she placed it on the podium and walked through the empty halls of the school. Some of the classes were still in session, but like most classes, the women looked particularly lovestruck. The air conditioning was blowing hard today, and she looked up to get a big whiff of it.

It was awesome manliness. One day she would smell that manly.

She wanted to know what scent they were using. Once she was a man again, she would like to rub it all over her body, so she could smell that awesome. There was no way the Harem Lord, with his wimpy body, to seduce every single woman were. It had to be the awesome smell.

Riot went down the steps where the janitor’s office would be. Of course, the janitor was gone, she had seen her go with the Harem Lord to do sexy stuff.

Luckily the door was open, and Riot opened it. Her mouth turned into a frown. It was no office, it was a staircase that went down. Riot found it weird that the office was downstairs, but it was her chance to find the scent that the air vents were putting out.

The staircase went deep. So long that even when Riot looked over the edge, she could not see the floor. It had taken her around thirty minutes to reach the end of the staircase, which went through another door.

The door, like the door to the staircase was slightly open. The janitor must have rushed hard to have forgotten this easily. She pushed it open and went in.

In the room was a dark-haired man wearing a white lab coat, he had terrible purple bags under his eyes. There was a bloody knife in his hand, and an empty glass vial in the other. His hand was glowing, and the stab was being stitched together.

He was looking euphoric, sky high, but when their eyes met, the glass vial in his hand dropped and shattered.

“Who are you?” He pointed the knife. “What are you doing here?”

Riot opened her mouth to answer, but of course, this female form had no voice box. She brought out a pen and notepad, the scientist rose an eyebrow at that.

After writing his greetings, he handed over the notepad.

“Your name is Riot, your mute and you came down to find the cause of the manly pine scent that comes out of the air ducts.” He looked up. “So, you’re looking for the drugs I push through the vents, for what reason?”

Riot took the notepad back from him, and wrote her answer.

“You love the scent?” He walked back carefully and looked like he was about to lunge. “Huh, that’s strange. No normal woman should be able to notice such a scent. Are you a spy, here to steal my drugs? Do you know who you are messing with? I am the Drug Lord! I rule this world with an Iron Fist!”

The Drug Lord?! That was the other target, but she had heard that the Drug Lord was in another castle. Why was he here? Riot wrote the question on his notepad.

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“Of course, you have heard of me. It is very simple. I do not like the sun and too many people are after my life.” He was walking slowly back to the table behind him. “Any other questions?”

Riot did, and as Riot wrote, the Drug Lord suddenly turned his back towards him, taking a vial. He pulled the cork open with his teeth and then splashed the concoction on Riot.

“Hahahaha! That is the three times concoction of the Pine Heaven! You will be writing on the floor, pleading for pleasure, you will…why do you look so happy right now?”

She smelled so manly right now! Dammit! Why was a she woman right now! If she was in her original body, she would be a total lumberjack, and she would find his woman and win her heart back! It was so painful!

“Weird, it shouldn’t cause pain…” He seemed lost, staring at him as he cried on the floor. “For some reason, you seem immune to my drugs. That is something I cannot abide by.”

The Drug Lord cuffed him. It was immediate, and unexpected.

Riot was still reeling from the shock of not being a man with this awesome scent.

But the Drug Lord wasn’t. He pulled Riot by the cuffs. Riot pulled back, but the Drug Lord was stronger. It was weird because he was much smaller than her. The Drug Lord tossed Riot in a cell as easily as he tossed a crumbled ball of paper.

Riot jumped at the cell door. The Drug Lord closed it before he could escape.

“You won’t be going anywhere. I have been looking for a lab rat to experiment on. You seem perfect enough. And you don’t scream, so that is a big plus.”

With his notepad, she wrote a question. She turned her notepad so the Drug Lord could read it.

“How am I so strong?” He read it and answered him. “Potions.”

#

For the past few days, Malcolm had been forced to go to school. It made him recall his high school days. As a teenager, he was what teachers called ‘a special case.’

When he hit puberty at nine, he had grown a full beard. When he was thirteen, he had already slept with five hundred women. By the time he was sixteen, he had slept with every female teacher, including the one from sex ed who taught the class to use abstinence. He ended up getting her pregnant.

He was so wild, that the principal had deemed him a problem and expelled him from school all in the span of three months of entering high school.

Malcolm never had the chance to graduate.

So, being here in class, he had a second chance to graduate. But he also had already slept with all the women in his class and was looking to go to the next class over to see if anyone was interested. His magic underwear, though disgusting, was useful. His luck had risen to a new level, eclipsing the average person by fifteen.

His underpants had given him all the necessary items for a good time. While he wanted to kill the Harem Lord and get his holy Excalibur back, he was also enjoying his time being a woman.

That was until the Harem Lord sat right across from him while he was eating lunch.

“Hey there, we haven’t met have we? I am-”

“Shut up.” Malcolm said with a mouthful of turkey sandwich. “I ain’t interested in you.”

He seemed shocked, unsure how to go through. He restarted his conversation, ignoring what Malcolm had said.

“Hey there, we haven’t met have we? I am-”

Malcolm blew a raspberry. Bits of turkey hit the boy in the face. He wiped his face with a handkerchief.

“I think we got off the wrong foot, I-”

“I have no interests in being seduced by you.”

Zulo frowned. He brought up a can and sprayed Malcolm in the face. It smelled like a lumberjack’s locker room after he wrestled a bear in the morning.

“What the heck was that?” Malcolm’s nose crinkled in disgust. “Are you trying to make me upchuck my lunch?”

His frowned deepened and he looked at the spray. “Weird, this should have got you.”

“Oh! I see, that’s some sort of aphrodisiac. Well that ain’t going to work.” Malcolm placed a gun on the table to make sure he got the message. “Do you understand what this means?”

“Where did you get a gun from?” Zulo asked.

“Your mom.”

“If I didn’t know better, I felt that you might be a man.”

“That’s cause I am.” Malcolm leaned back, spreading his legs. “Let’s cut the bullshit, Ozul.”

Zulo blinked furiously. “Malcolm?”

“The one and only.” He burped.

“You’re a woman.”

“You’re a woman! And now that you know I’m a man, why don’t you leave me alone. I have things to enjoy.”

A smile crept up Zulo’s face. “This is perfect.”

“Excuse me now?”

“I have always wanted to bang a gender bender and here you are.”

The sandwich dropped from his hand and hit the floor. “I think you’re thinking about this wrong. I’m a man.”

“But your body is a woman.”

Danger was buzzing in Malcolm’s head. He reached for his gun, but Zulo smacked it aside. One of the women caught the gun and kneeled to offer it to him.

“Thank you, Dora.” He took the gun and admired it. “Now, that I have a gun, I don’t think you will be a threat. So, here’s what we’re going to do, we’re going to go on a date. Afterwards, I will seduce you and you will join me in my bed.”

Malcolm held up his hand to show he meant no harm. “There is another.”

“Is that right?” Zulo understood where this was going.

“His name is Riot. He is here somewhere, but he used to be a man too.”

The woman whispered in his ear. “The girl in 2-A. I do remember seeing a girl that didn’t join me in my class orgy session. Now, why does Riot sound so familiar.”

“He’s the man that Dalton isekai’d in a truck dueler battle.”

“Oh, that man.” That seemed to turn him off.

“He’s mute right now and cannot talk.”

And his relief was immense. “That is a good sign. I may have to look this Riot up. But for now, I can’t let you escape until I verify. Harem Army!”

Multiple women encircled him, pointing weapons at him.

“I thought you said weapons weren’t allowed here.”

“They aren’t, until I punch their card. Imprison the gender bender in the school prison.”

“Hah!” Malcolm smirked. “No detention could ever hold me.”

“This isn’t detention. I said prison.”

#

Liquid was pulsing through a variety of glass tubes and containers. It looked like something you would see in a mad scientist’s room, which Riot had to admit, this place felt exactly like that.

The Drug Lord retrieved a vial from his desk. and handed it to Riot to drink. “You will drink this, if you don’t, I will come in there and force you to drink it.”

Riot took the vial and immediately drank it. She gave a nice burp. The Drug Lord turned his head, confused.

“Wow, you really just drank that without any hesitation.”

Riot wrote down her thoughts and ripped out the piece of paper to hand to him.

The Drug Lord read it with a raised brow. “I want to become the Super Lumberjack God. The fuck? What are you even talking about? That medicine was made to enlarge your breasts…which for some reason did not work.”

She wrote down a response again.

“The Super Lumberjack God is a being that surpasses every Lumberjack, but they were killed the alien Frier, who destroyed their planet.” The Drug Lord blinked, looking as if he had just been lobotomized by his mighty declaration. “I…think you’re just an idiot. None of what this says means anything. You do know that right?”

Riot stared at him with certainty.

The Drug Lord took out a recorder. “Subject is clearly delusional. No doubt has mental illness. Does that explain why my medicine has no effect on her?”

That did not deter Riot. She would become the Super Lumberjack God that surpasses all. She just needed to reach level ten. He was at four right now.

The Drug Lord kept on making more and more drugs for Riot to consume. None of it worked on her. He was clearly getting frustrated and brought a new girl so he could test if the drug even worked.

He drew Riot’s blood, taking multiple samples and left Riot in the cell for the night.