Yurisekai: Somehow I Became A Girl In Wnother World When I Just Wanted Love!?

About an hour has passed.

Both of us have calmed down, well, at least a little.

I'm still shocked to see that my entire biology has changed, and I'm a gazillion-percent sure that Yuki is as well.

What's the most striking difference is that we do not look like how we used to at all.

When Yuki and I went to look at our reflections in a small lake close to us, we were able to confirm this properly.

I, Ritsu, have gold-blonde wavy hair that reaches the middle of my back. My eyes are blue but in certain sunlight it seems to shine with a red tint. I swear I haven't been smoking anything.

My facial features seem to be more European than Asian, kinda similar to the girls I used to idolize in the animated shows I watched on TV.

I guess one thing to be pleased about is that I look attractive enough to l.e.w.d myself.

...What am I thinking. I'm lonely as it is. Am I going to succ.u.mb to this so easily?

Yep.

Haha, end of story. I found my true love, it's me. That's all folks.

Yuki looks pretty good too.

He... I mean, She... Wait.

How shall I refer to Yuki as?

Well, since the changes have occured biologically (Unless this is one big reverse-futa fantasy, still gotta confirm this) I'd have to refer to Yuki as a she now.

Anyway, she has short and straight black hair. Kinda ironic, considering her name is Yuki [雪]. Her nose is kinda pudgy but in a cute way. She might need some glasses, as she's been complaining to me that everything far away is blurry. She's also considerably shorter than me.

On the bright side, I always thought that Yuki was a girl's name, so it's finally suiting her.

I know what you are thinking. It's a dream come true. Your best friend just turned into a cute girl.

The issue, is, I'm a girl too!

Not only that, but I still remember Yuki being a guy for, like, 99% of the time I've known her for.

Sorry, but my tastes don't swing that way. Yes, I love girls. But this is a deal-breaker for me.

But then again, if I continue to love girls, wouldn't there be any difference?

Dating a guy just doesn't sound like something I'd do.

But dating a girl in my current form would also be weird.

Hell, I don't even know if the place where we are even allows this type of love.

...I'm thinking too much. I'll just act like I'm a guy. I'll pretend Yuki is a guy as well.

And if I find a cute girl in this place, I'll pursue her like always. Girl on girl action-style.

Alright brain, is that a good compromise? I'll deal with any issues with the laws and my own morality later.

For now, we gotta find shelter.

"Yuki. Don't you have camping as part of the list of your countless hobbies?"

"Uhhh, I've only done it once, with a tourist group."

"Well, that's gonna help a lot..."

Yuki's hopeless, but so am I. I've only seen stuff on TV about surviving in an unknown landscape.

I should be at least thankful that we didn't land in a poisonous jungle, or an icy tundra.

The weather here is warm, and the grass is soft... There are a lot of wild fruit-bearing trees growing in the foresty areas surrounding the plain.

Yuki and I decide to check out the fruit. We're hungry after all.

By the time we reach it, we notice that we cannot recognize the fruit at all.

"Oi, Ritsu. C-Can we eat this??"

I remember watching an anime about four girls being lost on an island... They found some wild fruit and ran a test to see if it was edible. What was the method again...

Ah! Right!

"We can test to see. Split the fruit apart, and rub a bit of it onto your skin. If your skin reacts badly to it in 15 minutes, then it's poisonous... Huh, it has a sweet smell."

"I-If it's sweet, it should be fine, right!?"

"Let's make sure just to be really safe, OK?"

I still can't get used to my voice.

One thing that we both realised was that, although the tone of our voice has changed, we still kinda sound like guys. We've been talking like guys our whole lives, after all, so we subconciously attempt to control our voice boxes in the same way as we always have did.

One thing about women is that they also like to pitch their voice differently to what a regular man does. An example of this is when you hear a stereotypical depiction of a gay person. They intonate their words with more variance in their pitch compared to a straight male.

Looks like I gotta practice, huh.

Let's have a look at Yuki's arm.

I hold it and check if the fruit has affected his wrist...

Woah. Her arm is so soft...

Argh! Concentrate! Yuki was a big, hairy-c.h.e.s.ted dude!!!

After all that mental anguish, I confirmed that her wrist was fine.

I took a droplet of the juice of the fruit and put it in my mouth. Mmm, sweet.

I should probably wait and conduct more tests, but these fruit look so appetizing. Well, I thought I died anyway when the truck ran me over, so I don't have much to lose.

So both of us sat under the tree, l.i.c.k.i.n.g our lips after eating a bunch of the weird fruits that were hanging off it.

After about 15 minutes, Yuki got up. She said that she was going to look for some rocks and sticks to grind down so could make a small shelter.

"Uhhhh... Ritsu??"

"What."

"I feel... incredibly light, for some reason."

"Oh no. Don't tell me that the fruit-"

I felt very light too. As if I was a balloon.

The lightness of my body was increasing every second. In about 10, I felt weightless.

Those fruits were causing us to levitate into the sky.