Transmigrated As The Perverted Young Master

The foul and fusty smell invaded him as in the entirety of a being.

He wanted to throw it up but knew he would lament and regret it for the rest of his life. That's a rather short time, anyways.

There was no account of spotting this herb anywhere else than the temple itself and now that he got it, it means there are no more.

He thought about the Autumn King and his erectile dysfunction. All that he was doing was to find a cure for his little dragon to rise again, but no matter what medicines or potions he took, nothing changed.

It was like he got cursed and that was true, the guy was cursed by a witch but that's a story for later as our pervert cannot think about another man's pain when he himself was in one.

'Endure it.' He gritted his teeth. 'Endure it, damn it.'

And for more than 20 mins, the time he took to chew it and swallow the plant completely, he was miserable.

If it was the old Damien, he would've said "fuck it. I can fuck em' without the help of a herb," and surely he could've done that but it would also mean he would die from shagging girls rather than being killed by the protagonist Calen of Aldmoor.

Not that he wanted to be killed by that guy and there was no way Damien wouldn't do anything to avert his original destiny.

Huff~ Huff~

He panted heavily as he lay flat on the ground.

'There is her too. I must do something about her or else, Calen would come after me once he finds his dear lover under my dungeon.'

He didn't felt anything even after finishing the whole herb. Something was supposed to happen but nothing happened.

'Did it not work? Did I took it wrongly?' He cursed his stupidity for a second but suddenly a bright light emitted from his whole body.

Shiiinnnggg!~

He was glad it was an illness and not body deformation as it would mean, his body had to undergo body reconstruction, which would mean pain, soul-devouring pain.

"Ah, here it comes..."

As he said that, pain invaded him. His face contracted as the pain was that unbearable.

He felt all the bones in his body twisting and breaking, then twisting again as to reconstruct it.

'Fuck! Why is my body reconstructing?!!!'

Black liquids started to seep out from his skin. It was so dark and thick, it was not even visible.

'What is happening to me? Why am I turning into a black liquid?!!'

He couldn't do anything except scream his lungs out.

After a while, the pain finally subsided and the black substance slowly disappeared from his body.

'I did it. I did it! But why was my body reconstructing?!'

He didn't understood what just happened.

"What was that?" He looked at his body.

There wasn't any wound or scars, it almost felt like his body is somehow stronger than before.

'Holy fuck! Did my entire body reconstructed? Am I strong now?' He wanted to dance with happiness but he felt very ick and dirty as the black substance was still on his body.

'I should wash up first.'

He headed to the bathroom and dipped in the bathtub, prepared by Lily.

"Haaa. This is heaven." His body pain was almost instantly gone.

He splashed water over his body, making sure to clean the black stuff off his body.

He took some time in the bathtub, as he wanted to make sure, the black stuff was off his body.

After all, Lily was waiting for him. He didn't want to make her feel disgusted with his odor and it was also his first time. Who would want to do it smelling like shit?

He dried himself using his towel. He looked at the mirror and was shocked.

His skin was back to normal, having a healthy glow.

Even the color of his eyes was back to normal. Like there was a hint of glow on it.

'How did I get this?'

He touched his body, feeling how soft and supple his skin was.

"Oh shit. The hell did I just experience?"

He looked at the mirror once more.

"Was it a dream?" He sighed. "Maybe not, that's why my brain feels so tired."

His body surely has changed.

He felt... healthy!

·ƈθm That's right, once in his dual life as both Damien's, he felt healthy and at ease.

It was not just physical, it was both mental and physical.

Not like he suddenly got six packs and biceps, it's like, when you get sick you understand your body is getting weaker and weaker but when the sickness is cured, you could feel the body getting healthier.

You will feel joy and that was what happened here.

He was feeling it. The strength. The health.

'This feels... great.' He clenched his fist.

'I should lift some weights.' He thought about his pitiful body from his past life. His unhealthy eating and the body with literally whole the fat from the entire planet.

Hell, he was sure he would be diagnosed with every known disease and illness if he were to do a full body checkup.

'I can do this!'

He put on a bathrobe and went to the wardrobe.

From inside he took a small luxurious-looking bottle. It was a perfume of high quality. Something that he was saving up for occasions like this.

*Spray* *Spray*

"I'm gonna pop up, the cherry!~

I'm gonna pop up, the cherry!~

Now and here! Now and here!

I'm gonna pop up, the cherry!~"

He sang as he put the perfume on. He was happy. If everything went peacefully like the past few days, then he was really going to get some action.

With his now healthy body, he could pleasure Lily more and more.

"He~ He~ He. This is just a start." He truly was happy and giddy.

After putting on the perfume, he called for Lily and waited.

*Knock* *Knock*

After a few seconds, he heard a knocking sound.

"Come in." he sweetly said, with a hint of charm.

The door creak opened to see a timid and shy girl in an extremely tight dress entering the room.

"Yo-young master, I'm here."

This is it. The day were Damien was finally going to lose his V-card. Of cource, if something doesnt happen, that is...