NOVEL NEXT Chapter 4
Standing in the bathroom of his new hotel room, fresh out of the shower, Matt stares into the mirror. He had known his body changed, but seeing it first hand makes that fact really start to sink in. Gone is the dark brown hair, replaced by snow white locks that reach his chin. His bright green eyes now a striking amber color. His facial structure is pretty much the same as in his old life, the only difference being a bit more symmetry and nicer skin, although he seemed to be paler than he used to be. He looked to be about sixteen years old but he wasn't sure, he had always looked younger than he actually was.
Looking down he noticed something else that had changed, he now had an absolute bitch breaker between his legs. It had to be almost eleven inches. Matt wasn't sure how to feel about that yet, he'd heard in his last life that any more than eight inches would hurt the girl, and he didn't want to hurt any of his partners. Not to mention if he randomly got a boner in public everyone would be able to see it.
Shaking off those thoughts Matt thinks back to the confusing day he's had. While walking with Blake through Vale he had noticed some strange things about the people around him. For one, on average the women seemed slightly taller than the men, with more muscle too. The men here seemed shorter than in his world and most were pretty lean, the biggest confusion though was that most of them were wearing makeup. It was honestly kind of off putting. The men also seemed meeker and less assertive while it was the opposite for the women. To satiate his curiosity he searched the web on his new scroll Blake had got for him.
Blake had bought the scroll soon after she carried him off the roof. He tried convincing her not to but Blake was stubborn and bought one anyway, “so I can keep in touch with you, in case you need help” was her “amazing” reasoning, he at least managed to persuade her to buy the cheapest version in the store instead of the newest model like she initially wanted.
Surfing the internet allowed him to put the pieces together. Here, men were chased by women romantically and men were typically the ones to stay at home and cook as well as take care of the kids while women were the breadwinners.
Figuring that out did not fully satisfy his curiosity though, he was curious how it was possible. He searched the web for over an hour but nothing seemed to be able to explain it until he stumbled across an old medical research project done by some women in Mistral. In the document it explained that estrogen affects women the same way testosterone affects men in his old world, increasing muscle mass and competitiveness. It gave Matt more perspective on why Blake was different than in the show.
Something he had happened to stumble upon though was the reason he was struggling to see more during the day, and he found that while Faunus have great vision in the dark, they don't have the best eyesight during the day. This wasn't true for all Faunus, just those whose animal parts were related to nocturnal animals. The traits varied between the Faunus, for example dog Faunus had better senses of smell but can't see in the dark. It also seemed like while every Faunus variant had one or more senses improved, they also had weaknesses that correlated with that, like dog Faunus are weak to high pitched noises and strong smells. This was the reason flash bangs and sometimes even stink bombs were used to fight the white fang. Apparently getting pepper sprayed is said to be one of the worst experiences for a Faunus to have. He had almost laughed when he found out they basically just used fart spray in the stink bombs.
He wondered if there was anything else that was different about this world. Shaking his head he decided to dry off, put on underwear and head to bed, he was very tired from the long day. Although he had one last thing he needed to do, search the internet for available jobs he could check out tomorrow. He wanted to get an income as fast as possible so that Blake won't have to keep paying for him.
Walking out of his room the next morning, Matt stares at his scroll clock with annoyance. ‘It's only seven am, way too early to be awake’ Matt had never been a morning person and never will be. He preferred to stay awake into the night and sleep through the morning, although he knew if he wanted to get a job he would not be able to keep that sleep schedule. He had done his best to fix his disheveled appearance and make himself look presentable but his clothes still looked a bit ruffled and his hair was kind of messy. He never really cared about his appearance and he still didn't, but he wanted to make a good first impression for a job. Unfortunately he only has the clothes he was dropped in with so he had to wash them last night. He knew most men from this world wore makeup but Matt refused to, he doubted he ever would.
Leaving the hotel he looked at his scroll, on it are directions to a butler café that was looking for staff. From the description of the job all he would have to do is wear a slightly skimpy butler outfit and smile charmingly at the customers. It sounds easy enough but he's not sure he'd be able to charm any of them. He was horrible at flirting and usually ended up putting his foot in his mouth, unless he was drunk, then for some reason he became really smooth with the ladies. Regardless he was slightly nervous about getting a job where he would have to interact with customers more than professionally all the time.
Walking through the streets Matt noticed he was getting an unusual amount of attention now that he was alone, whether that be appreciative looks from women, and some men, or a more intense look from some more shady looking characters. The latter was making him slightly uncomfortable, Blakes words about how criminals were all over Vale repeating through his head. Finally arriving at the butler café Matt entered through the front door, a bell ringing announcing his arrival.
Now, Matt wasn't exactly super attracted to men, but he was attracted to traps, or men that looked feminine enough to pass as women. In his previous life, there were almost no men that could actually pull that look off enough for him to be attracted to them, but after walking through Vale he noticed that there were way more traps here. Most of the men here still looked like guys, but every once in a while he would see one that caught his eye. All of this is to say, walking into the café he noticed that almost all the staff were traps in skimpy butler outfits. ‘I'm already starting to like this place’
Walking up to the desk he saw that the employee was a woman, probably in her late thirties, with dark brown hair and an average face. The woman smiled at him kindly, although for some reason the smile looked a bit strange “How can I help you sir”
Matt smiled back “I heard you were hiring? I'm looking for a job” He hoped he could convince the owner to let him cover a bit more skin. While he didn't mind showing off a lot of his body he was rather self conscious, not to mention the outfits he sees the workers wearing look uncomfortably tight. They were tight, crop top vests that showed their midriffs, the sleeves ended at their forearms, and the pants were slightly longer than average shorts that had a slit on the side, showing off some of their thighs. Not something he'd really want to wear.
The smile on her face seemed to get faker, “I'm sorry, but we are no longer hiring. The last position we had available was recently taken”
Matt sighed, ‘oh well, I have three other possible jobs I can check out today’ He politely thanked her and left, but as he was leaving he heard her whisper something, “animal”, now that made him pause briefly before walking out a bit faster ‘Ah, I guess some places in Vale still refuse to hire Faunus even if they pretend otherwise’ Matt wasn't really that bothered by it, if a business was racist he'd rather they just not hire him instead of hire him then treat him poorly, he’d just try the next place and hope they weren't racist.
Looking at the store in front of him Matt smiled, it was a decent sized comic book store with a glass shop front showing off what he can only guess are some kind of rare collectables, figures of skimpy looking guys and women dressed in armors as well as comic books with the wrapping still on them. Right above the door the words “Captain Comics'' were laid out in bold letters. This place apparently sold all kinds of comics from around Remnant and rare collectables from some of the different fandoms. ‘Now this seems a bit more up my alley’ Matt had always been a nerd, reading comic books and playing video games late into the night. He’d even started collecting figures and comics before he ended up here.
Something interesting he found out is that Mistral is basically Japan and China smushed together to make one big metropolis. They even had the equivalent of Anime and Hentai here, and Matts is not ashamed to admit he checked them out, he's a man of culture after all. Although the hentai was a bit weird to read. He's still not used to seeing men act like women.
Walking through the door he was met with a cluttered room with shelves of comics, manga, and different figurines everywhere. At the back of the room was the checkout area where a board looking girl sat, staring at her scroll. There were a couple customers walking around and checking out the merchandise, and it looked like there was a small group of girls in the corner where there were some bean bag chairs set up ‘must be some kind of place for customers to chill out and read’
Walking up to the counter Matt cleared his throat to get the attention of the employee. She looked up and seemed almost startled to see him there, looking at him like he was some kind of exotic animal she had never seen before. Taking in her appearance Matt thought she was kind of cute, she had black hair and freckles dotted her face. She had a bit of acne on the sides of her cheeks and a pair of square glasses rested on her slightly too big nose. She looked really skinny, almost to the point of being gangly. If he had to guess, her height was around 5’8. Matt smiled “Hello! I heard this place was hiring and I'm looking for a job.”
“Really?” She asked incredulously, almost like she couldn't believe it, before her eyes widened realizing what she just said “I… uh… I mean… Sure, h-hold on l-let me get my m-manager” She said before walking off in a hurry, while she walked away Matt’s enhanced hearing picked up on her whispering to herself
“ugh, he must think I'm a weirdo now” Matt felt a bit bad for her, he was awkward as well and he imagined himself in her shoes, embarrassing himself in front of a girl was never fun.
While he was waiting he felt like he was getting stared at, turning around he noticed the girls in the bean bag corner looking his way. The second he looked at them though, they turned away and pretended to be absorbed in their comic books. Shrugging Matt waited a bit longer before the cashier came out of the back with a middle aged, overweight woman. He couldn't tell her exact age but if he had to guess he'd say early forties, late thirties. She was rather short and wasn't exactly what he would call attractive. She had a double chin and looked to be in the three hundred pound range. Not one to be off put by appearances, Matt gave her a polite smile and asked “Hello, are you the manager?”
The woman almost seemed like she was undressing him with her gaze for a second before she seemed to collect herself and gave him a kind smile. “Yes I am, my name is Martha, I heard you were looking for a job?” She asked.
Matt answered in the positive and Martha took him to the back for an interview, when asked for his resume Matt handed over some forged documents that Blake had given him. He wasn't sure where she got them or how she got them so fast, but he didn't ask. All he knew was that he was going to have to work for a while to be able to pay her back for everything she has done for him.
After getting interviewed Martha told Matt he was hired and to come back the next day for his first day of work. Heading back to the hotel Matt had a smile on his face, he’d never had a job before so he was kind of excited to start working. Especially at a place where he was genuinely interested in.
Finally arriving at the hotel after a ten minute walk Matt decided to see if Blake was in her room. She was currently staying in the room directly across from his, they were in a pretty decent hotel on the second floor. The rooms were pretty nice, coming with a king sized bed and a bathroom, although in this world a king sized bed was as big as a queen from his old one.
Knocking on her door, Matt waited patiently for her, hearing the soft footfalls walking to the door. Seeing the door open Matt prepared to greet her before his eyes widened and his jaw dropped. ‘BOOBS’ was the first coherent thought that came to his mind. Standing in the doorway was none other than Blake Belladonna, except she was in pants and only pants. Matt stared at her chest in shock, part of his mind noticing that he was right, she did have abs.
She raised an eyebrow at his dumbfounded expression “Hey Matt, what's up?” Although she became slightly confused when all he did was stammer and shift awkwardly, but when she noticed where he was staring she smirked “See something you like?”
Matt tried to form a full sentence, his brain was making that difficult though. ‘I've never seen any in person before’ “You! Boobs! Why did.. How..”
Seeing Matt like this caused some sort of sadistic part of Blake that she didn't know existed to emerge. Bending over to give him a better view she got right in his face “You can touch them if you want” She said in a slightly husky voice, at this point she was starting to get slightly turned on, and looking down she noticed she wasn't the only one. Seeing the bulge in his pants caused her eyes to widen ‘Holy shit, I didn't know they could get that big’ She thought in awe before a devious smirk spread across her face, “I can tell you're enjoying them” She said, making a show of looking down.
Matt, looking down and seeing his erection in his pants, panicked and with a shout of “IM SORRY!” He ran across the hall back into his room, slamming the door behind him.
Blake was left standing alone in the hallway with a slight frown “Ah, damn it. I might have pushed him a bit too far.” Going back into her room she closed the door behind her and sat on her bed. Thinking of the tent he was pitching caused her face to heat up, and she could feel she was soaking wet. ‘Damn it, I'm gonna be horny for the rest of the night unless I jill one off really quick’ And with that thought she took her pants off and started to do exactly that, thinking of the boy across the hall the entire time.