Crossroads of the Damned

Section 1: The Devil’s Pact

After being abandoned by her girlfriend, the woman in the oversized business suit fell into despair. HJV had transformed her from a man into a woman overnight, destroying the life she once knew. Gradually, her sadness turned into hatred.

One evening, while browsing the internet, she discovered an underground organization known as DTO—Destroy Testicle Organization.

DTO was made up of female extremists who hated men. Their goal was simple: spread HJV to as many men as possible and make them suffer the same fate.

The woman stared at the screen, her eyes filled with hatred.

“I offer my soul to the devil himself. In return, I ask for only one thing—vengeance.”

Without hesitation, she clicked the JOIN button.

She then created an online dating profile under the username Vangel.

Soon, messages from interested men began flooding her inbox.

Although her body had become female, she was still attracted to women. Every encounter with a man was deeply unpleasant, but she forced herself to endure it for revenge.

Over the following weeks, Vangel met one man after another, leaving a growing number of HJV infections across Flushing City.

Section 2: The New Women

As HJV spread across Flushing City, more and more men tested positive for the virus.

Inside a clinic, one man turned pale upon seeing his report. Another collapsed into a chair in disbelief. Outside a hospital, a man dropped to his knees, clutching his positive report and bursting into tears.

Meanwhile, a newly transformed woman stood before a full-length mirror, admiring her curves.

“Holy shit… I look amazing! So perfect… so sexy!”

She quickly changed into a Japanese schoolgirl-style blouse, a short pleated skirt, and black leggings.

“Oh yeah, baby! I’m gonna be the prettiest girl in town!”

She struck a cute pose and winked at her reflection.

For some, HJV was a terrible curse. For others, it was an unexpected blessing.

Section 3: The Desperate Search

Meanwhile, Yangtze River had begun his desperate search for HJV.

With official massage parlors and adult entertainment venues closed, he turned to shady underground establishments across Flushing City.

In his completely unscientific mind, the sicker someone looked, the more likely they carried HJV.

He sought out women with pimply faces and others who looked pale and frail. He even approached women in their seventies.

“Young man… are you quite certain you wish to go through with this? I fear you may come to regret it,” one old granny warned solemnly.

A single tear rolled down Yangtze’s cheek. He slowly closed his eyes and spread his arms.

“Do it, madam. Have your way with me. My body is yours… Even if it destroys me, so be it.”

What followed left a deep scar on Yangtze’s heart. He felt as though his very soul had been trampled into the dirt.

He had never been attracted to women, and the experience was pure torture. But whenever he closed his eyes and imagined Marvel’s innocent face and the irresistible curves of his round belly, every moment of suffering suddenly felt worthwhile.

“For you, pretty boy… I’ll endure anything. Even if it costs me my life,” he muttered.

Night after night, he continued his miserable search until, one morning, he began feeling seriously unwell.

Instead of fear, he felt a sudden spark of hope.

“Could it be…? Have I finally caught HJV?”

He immediately headed to the hospital.

Section 4: The Medical Report

At the hospital, Yangtze River eagerly awaited his test results.

The doctor adjusted his glasses and handed him a medical report.

“Mr. River… I’m afraid I’ve got some very bad news for you.”

Yangtze grabbed the report.

Syphilis, herpes, HPV… The list of positive results seemed endless.

His eyes widened.

“Oh my God! Look at all these positive results! This is unbelievable!”

He scanned the remaining results, his heart pounding with excitement, until he reached the final line.

HJV: NEGATIVE

“Son of a bitch! You’ve gotta be kidding me! Out of ALL these results, why is HJV the only one that’s negative?!”

BANG!

Yangtze slammed his massive fist onto the doctor’s desk. The wooden surface split apart, both front legs snapped, and the entire desk collapsed into a pile of broken wood.

The doctor nearly fell out of his chair.

“Mr. River! Calm down! Your HJV result is negative! That’s good news! Why on earth are you so upset?! Wait… Don’t tell me you actually WANT to become a woman?!”

“Exactly! That’s the whole damn point! I WANT to become a woman—for my beloved pretty boy!”

The doctor stared at him in disbelief.

“Good grief… You’re a strange one. But listen, even if you caught HJV, there’s only a one-in-four chance you’d become a woman. So don’t get your hopes up!”

SLAP!

Yangtze slapped the doctor across the face.

“Watch your mouth! Don’t you dare jinx my luck with that filthy tongue of yours!”

The doctor covered his burning cheek, trembling.

“Okay! Okay! I’m sorry! Please don’t hit me again! Look at those massive arms! One punch from you could kill me! I’m begging you!”

He hurriedly wrote several prescriptions.

“A-as for your other infections, we can handle those here in Flushing City! Just take these medicines, and you’ll be back on your feet in a few days!”

Yangtze snatched the prescriptions, put on his beloved yellow safety helmet, and left without another word.

The doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead.

“Good Lord… If I never see that lunatic again, it’ll be too soon.”

Section 5: Miss Vengeance

On a quiet afternoon, Lazy Guy sat on a park bench, munching on a chocolate bar.

Suddenly, an attractive woman approached him. She had a pretty face, smooth skin, and a beautifully curved figure. Her full breasts bounced gently with every step.

Her tight T-shirt had MISS VENGEANCE printed across the chest.

“Hey, handsome!” she said with a sweet smile. “You’re quite a good-looking guy. How about we find somewhere private and have a little fun?”

Lazy Guy looked her up and down, a dirty grin spreading across his face.

“Heh heh… You bet, baby! Making sure our citizens have a good time is part of a Local Hero’s duty!”

He eagerly grabbed her hand and followed her into a dark, shady dead-end alley.

Just as they were about to get intimate—

“HEY!”

A figure suddenly flew out of nowhere.

BAM!

A powerful flying kick sent Miss Vengeance crashing across the alley.

It was Sean.

He landed firmly on his feet and pointed at her.

“HEY! YOU! You think you can go around spreading HJV to innocent people?! I’m gonna beat the living hell out of you!”

Miss Vengeance struggled to her feet.

“What the hell are you talking about?! I’m just an ordinary woman! Leave me alone!”

Sean narrowed his eyes.

“Save your excuses! You’re one of those DTO scumbags!”

Miss Vengeance gasped.

“What?! How the hell did you figure that out?!”

Sean pointed directly at her T-shirt.

“Are you kidding me?! Look at your damn shirt! MISS VENGEANCE?! Even a monkey could connect the dots!”

Miss Vengeance looked down at her chest and froze.

“Son of a bitch… Should’ve worn a plain T-shirt,” she muttered.

She immediately turned and sprinted toward the alley’s entrance.

Sean charged after her, accelerating with every stride.

One step. Two steps. Three—

After nine powerful strides, he launched himself into the air.

His entire body stretched out horizontally, one leg extended straight ahead like a spear.

HORIZONTAL EXECUTION KICK!

CRAAAAACK!

His hard leather shoe smashed into the side of Miss Vengeance’s head, bursting it apart with tremendous force.

Her lifeless body collapsed onto the pavement.

Sean landed firmly and turned toward Lazy Guy.

“Hey, buddy! You all right?”

Lazy Guy stared at him, still holding his half-eaten chocolate bar.

“Holy crap, Sean! You saved my life! Thanks, man! If you hadn’t shown up, people would be calling me Lazy Girl instead of Lazy Guy!”

Sean crossed his arms proudly.

“Hey, just doing my job. That’s what Local Heroes are for.”

Lazy Guy smiled admiringly.

“Man, Sean! You’re the greatest full-time Local Hero Flushing City has ever seen!”

Sean’s smile vanished. He clenched his fist.

“Son of a—”

He was about to reveal his true status as a part-time Local Hero, but stopped himself.

After thinking for a few seconds, he sighed.

“Ah… you know what? Never mind.”

Lazy Guy blinked in confusion.

“Uh… huh?”

Section 6: The Last Dance

A few days later, fate brought two damned souls to the same crossroads.

Yangtze River and Vangel crossed paths on an online dating website, exchanged a few messages, and booked a hotel room in Flushing City.

Behind that closed door, their long-awaited battle began.

Neither side enjoyed the struggle, yet neither was willing to retreat. Both were determined to accomplish their own mission, no matter how much suffering they had to endure.

Hours passed.

At last, the battle was over.

The hotel room looked like a battlefield after a terrible war. The bedsheets were twisted, pillows were scattered across the floor, and the furniture was in complete disorder.

Only two exhausted survivors remained.

Yangtze picked up his beloved yellow safety helmet, placed it on his head, and carefully adjusted it before heading toward the door.

“Man… that was one hell of a battle,” he sighed. “And believe me, I didn’t enjoy a single second of it.”

He glanced at Vangel.

“And judging by your face, I don’t think you enjoyed it much either.”

Vangel nodded wearily.

“You got that right. By the way… Yangtze River. What a stupid name! But I gotta admit, it’s pretty funny.”

Yangtze chuckled.

“Ha! Look who’s talking! Vangel… That’s a pretty funny name too. I kind of like it. Oh, wait a second! I just realized it’s Angel with a V in front! So what’s the V stand for?”

He was still chuckling when his laughter suddenly stopped.

“Hold on… Vengeance?! Don’t tell me you’re with DTO!”

Vangel let out a cold laugh.

“Ha ha ha! That’s right! But you’re too late, Mr. River. My mission is already complete. Soon, you’ll know what it’s like to suffer the way I did!”

Yangtze’s smile disappeared.

“Listen… after everything we went through in that battle, I honestly don’t think you’re evil at heart. I could just walk away and pretend none of this ever happened.”

He paused.

“But I’m a Local Hero. I have a duty to protect innocent people. And some things… I simply can’t turn my back on.”

Suddenly, Yangtze spun around and dashed across the room at incredible speed.

Before Vangel could react, he was already standing directly in front of her.

His enormous hands swung inward from both sides of her head.

DEMOLITION CLAP!

CRAAAAACK!

The tremendous impact split Vangel’s head. Blood began running down from the cracks.

Yet somehow, she remained standing.

Yangtze lowered his hands.

“See? That’s why I always tell people to wear a safety helmet.”

Instead of fear, a peaceful smile slowly appeared on Vangel’s face.

“Thank you… Mr. River.”

Her voice grew faint.

“The day HJV transformed me… the day the woman I loved abandoned me… that was the day I died.”

Tears rolled down her cheeks, but her gentle smile remained.

“Ever since then, I’ve been nothing but a walking corpse, wandering this world with hatred in my heart.”

She took a trembling breath.

“I offered my soul to the devil in exchange for vengeance… but all it brought me was more suffering.”

Her smile softened.

“And now… at last… my wandering has come to an end.”

Her knees suddenly gave way.

Yangtze rushed forward and caught her before she hit the floor.

“Hey! Stay with me! I can still call an ambulance!”

Vangel slowly shook her head.

“No, Mr. River… I’ve been fighting for far too long. Please… let me rest.”

Yangtze held her in his arms, unable to say a word.

Vangel looked up at him and gave one final, peaceful smile.

“Thank you… Mr. River.”

Her hand slipped from his arm. Her eyes slowly closed.

And she was gone.

Yangtze remained on his knees, holding her lifeless body.

For a long moment, he stared at her in silence.

Then he slowly raised his head toward the ceiling.

“AAAAARRRRGGGHHHHHH!”

A tremendous howl of grief erupted from his chest, echoing through the hotel and across the surrounding streets.

Nearby, Benson stumbled over his own feet and nearly fell onto the sidewalk. Marvel abruptly froze in the middle of jerking off. Canelo, who was urinating beside a utility pole, jumped in fright and accidentally peed all over his own foot.

Meanwhile, Mr. Shek was sleeping peacefully in his bed when the distant howl woke him.

“What the hell?! Who’s making all that noise this late at night? Don’t people need to sleep anymore? Young people these days…”

He rolled over, pulled up his blanket, and went straight back to sleep.

Back in the hotel room, Yangtze casually flung Vangel’s lifeless body aside onto the floor.

He slipped both hands into his pockets and headed toward the door, muttering to himself.

“Hmm… What should I have for a late-night snack? A burger… or maybe some pizza?”

Section 7: The New Dawn

After enjoying a satisfying late-night snack, Yangtze River returned home, rubbing his full belly.

“Oh man… I’m stuffed! That was a damn good meal.”

He climbed into bed and fell fast asleep, safe and sound, having completely forgotten about everything that had happened at the hotel.

The following morning—

RRRIIIP!

His white tank top suddenly tore apart as two enormous breasts swelled beneath it, rising like twin mountains.

Yangtze opened his eyes, looked down at his chest, and immediately jumped out of bed.

A series of beautiful images flashed through his mind.

At the movie theater, he rested his head on Marvel’s soft, enormous belly. In a hotel room, he unbuttoned Marvel’s Zhongshan jacket and shirt, finally revealing the magnificent belly of his dreams and nearly fainting with joy. And in a beautiful church, they exchanged wedding vows and kissed beneath a shower of flower petals.

Back in his bedroom, Yangtze clenched both fists, his heart overflowing with joy.

“Oh yeah, baby!”

He raised one fist high into the air and declared triumphantly:

“From this day forward, the man known as Yangtze River is no more!”

“I SHALL BE KNOWN AS… MISS RIVER!”

He smiled with determination.

“Oh, my dear pretty boy… Today, I’m going to confess my love to you!”