After wandering ireets in the middle of the night for hours, I found myself surrounded by a group of thugs who seemed to have been tailing me before I realised that I walked into the wrong alleyways.One of them spoke up, a tall muscur man with tattoos all over his body. "Looking for a pce to sleep, little miss?"Damn it, I fot I'm a target for these bastards. Well, this situation does excite me though. What would happen to a helpless youy who got lost in the dangerous slums that were rampant with crime and anarchy? The thought made me shiver in arousal as I drooled at the sight of leen surroundihe tattooed man grabbed my arm while unbuttoning his coat, elig a yelp from me as he then bed me with his warm coat to shield me from the cold. "You shouldn't be out here especially at night, little miss. There are many people with bad iions in these areas."Eh…?The scary looking dudes chatted amongst each other as they brought me to an auto repair shop where I rovided food and shelter. A shirtless man walked to me and handed over his phone, saying, "Here, I have games on my phone. Maybe this will eain you while you wait until your mama and papa arrive."Eeehhh?!The shirtless man tilted his head and asked, "You don't want my phone? Do you want ice cream instead? I don't think anyone sells them at this hour though…"I pouted and yelled at the top of my lungs, "What I want is d***! Your p****, your c***, and your pew pew!"The entire room went silent as I screamed out obsities with my loudest yell. This time, however, I didn't feel aplished from my vulgar act. I kinda felt bad that I pulled such a deli act to the people who were so kind to me."W-What…?" the shirtless man asked, stuttering his words, "W-Where did you learn such… words?"I grumbled while stomping my way out of the garage, "Well, I'll just walk outside to find people who give me those."But before I could walk out the garage, I was stopped by two men in tuxedos blog the exit. "I knew I would find you here," a soft voice of a girl called to me, "When I heard of a stray beauty lost ireets, I couldn't imagine wasting su opportunity."The girl showed herself, pushed in a wheelchair and dressed in oversized clothing that dropped down her arms, exposing her shoulders and thin fragile body. I couldn't help but admire her ethereal beauty, her silver hair, and odd pointy ears.She smiled and said, "The gossips were right, you really are an incredibly beautiful girl."Gossips? It had only been one day since I appeared! How fast does word spread here?"Who are you?" I asked, cautious of them."Ah, call me Madame," she answered with a big grin on her face.As soon as she introduced herself, the men in the garage were all kneeling down like their life depended on it. Just who was this Madame…?"You'd make a wonderful asset in my turf." she giggled.I was only messing around when I told the men who sheltered me that I would do obse things for them. Little did I know, I would end up w in a brothel supposed to do exactly those. I had no aim in life so I agreed to work for Madame in the brothel she overseed, partly out of curiosity.When I was transported in a limousio the brothel, I was expeg anything but suddenly being treated like a princess. Despite being dressed pin and boyish, I was encircled by both staff and ts, showered with praises and teasing. Am I really that attractive…?After meeting Madame o time in her office, she asked me the same question she first asked me once again. "Are you really willing to work as a prostitute?""Yeah… it's not like I have any other future ahead of me in this new life," I replied, almost like ving myself it's my answer.She sighed as she leaned ba her wheelchair. "An unwilling prostitute is worse than a willing hag who is old and spoiling."Her words stuck with me as I went to a luxurious room provided to me to rest for the day ahead. It was also the same room I would be serving my ts, plete strangers. Is this what being a girl is like? Prostituting my own body for al pleasure?All those questions were washed away when I met my first t the m… the shameless young poli who put me in jail just yesterday."You're a bigger pervert than I thought," I scowled at the man."ing from a prostitute," he responded back."When not in uniform you look like a total creep.""At least I have the courtesy to have clothes on when in front of people.""I have clothes on…""You know, when I heard that the most geous girl oh was in this brothel, I k was you.""And what are you pnning going to a brothel just to meet this 'geous girl?'"His usually carefree face suddenly twisted into seriousness, staring at me in the eyes as he said, "I want to help you, I will take care of you, and I will find a job for you that is not… this."I bursted out ughing from the sudden ge of atmosphere befiving my response, "ge! You only o tell me the st part to vince me.""I know it's ge, don't mention it…" he muttered while blushing red.Even if it was ge, those words saved me. I thought I only deserved to be a whore in the end. But that genuine care to a person like me was enough to ge my entire perspective ohing. I should be grateful for turning into a girl by being ambitious and ed with my own body.We began pnning our escape out of the brothel, taking advantage of the ck of security in the emerges of the building. Then we made a run for it, going down a flight of stairs until we reached the door to outside, but someone was waiting…A bald man in sungsses and a tuxedo stood in the doorway, he fixed his ie and got into a posture. Without saying a word, the young poli and the guard started brawling.With his training, the police was able to wrestle the bald guard down to the ground, but he soon realised that the guard was simply physically strohan him, and he was instead headlocked.Poow!I smmed the door to the bald guard's head while he was on the ground, giving enough time for the poli to free himself from the headlod pummel his own fist at the guard's face. We took the opportunity and sprinted out of the se before the guard could recover. Afterwards, the young poli took me to his hidden parked car and headed home, where I would be living from now on."Why didn't more chase after us? Weren't you the highest demanded prostitute in that brothel?" he asked.I smiled and said, "They probably didn't see us… Probably.'"I see, there was only one guard because Madame never pnned on stopping me, she only needed a reason to expin to her ts how I escaped. After all, she was true to her words.