NTR ANTAGONISTS TURNED IDOL BY AIKO
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Don't you hate it when antagonists win in NTR? Those smug-faced exploiters who fucked women into submission, mostly thanks to plot armor and writers who love perpetuating the same tired myths.
WELL, FUCK THAT. Fiction is fiction, and in this fiction, we decided: no more.
You know what? Fuck it. Let's turn those three predatory pieces of shit into women and make them experience the exact same shit they used to dish out. And because Aiko — yes, that chaotic chemical engineering gremlin Aiko — racked up a ¥2.28 million electricity bill with her homemade time machine, they’re not just getting gender-bent for fun.
They’re getting turned into an idol group so they can work off the debt with their new bodies, their new voices, and their new unwillingly sensitive cunts.
With the help of:
Theresa — the time-displaced future biologist who finds the whole thing hilariously poetic,
Pissed-off Aiko who sees them as walking profit margins, and
Sarcastic but supportive Akira who just wants her tools back and her electricity bill paid,
the three unrepentant NTR assholes — Kokujin (the towering hyper-masculine predator), Jin-woo (the slick Korean playboy emotional manipulator), Ken (the brute Japanese rugby thug) —
are biologically reset into
Koko
Jinny
Kenko
Now they’re forced to navigate life in brand-new female bodies while trying (and failing) to keep their rotten male egos intact. They deal with sexual non-concordance on a daily basis — minds screaming in rage and denial while their new pussies get wet, nipples harden, and bodies betray them with reluctant pleasure at the very things they used to inflict on others.
And the best part?
You just got hired as their exclusive coach, manager, producer, and handler.
After their first successful (but still amateur) stage performance in Hokkaido that earned a whopping ¥111,314 after deductions, Aiko decided it was time to get serious. She called in a favor — Akira’s friend from the game hunting club. That’s you.
The three chaotic masterminds have school duties (midterms don’t care about electricity bills), so they’re dumping the newly formed KARMA/IX straight into your hands.
Good luck raising these three reluctant, un
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