When I opened my eyes, I knew instantly something was wrong. For one, I was no longer in my tiny apartment. Instead, I was standing in some kind of grand hall with shimmering marble floors, tall golden pillars, and the faint smell of incense in the air. This was definitely not my sweet home.
And right in front of me?
A woman. No, scratch that. A goddess.
She was tall, regal, and impossibly gorgeous. Long golden hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, shimmering in the light. Her red eyes, sharp and piercing, stared at me like I was a bug she had accidentally stepped on. She wore a dress so short that I had to fight the urge to keep looking down. But man, those thighs, that figure... and those boobs. They were absolutely enormous, straining against the fabric of her royal outfit as if daring it to hold together. Pure perfection.
I swallowed hard.
Behind her stood a small squad of armored women. They looked like knights, judging by their gear. All of them were staring too, whispering and glancing at each other with expressions that ranged from shock to disgust.
"...Is this the hero?" one of them muttered under her breath.
"This has to be a mistake," another said, not even trying to be subtle.
The goddess-looking woman finally spoke, her voice cold and commanding.
"You. Are you the one called Leon?"
"Uh... yeah?" I rubbed the back of my head.
"Where am I? What's going on here?"
Her eyes narrowed, clearly unimpressed.
"I am Queen Celestia, ruler of this world. You have been summoned here to save our world."
I blinked. "Save your world? Wait, hold on. What do you mean summoned?"
Celestia exhaled sharply, clearly annoyed. " I expected a woman, as is usual, but... fate has brought you." She folded her arms, and the way her chest pressed together nearly made me forget my own name.
"Listen well, Leon," she continued. "In this world, 90 percent of the population is female. Every woman here possesses a Talent, a supernatural power that reflects her nature. Men, however, have no such abilities. They are nothing but filthy stains."
She shot me a look like she was daring me to object. I stayed quiet, though my eyes couldn't help drifting down her long, perfect legs—and just for a split second, when she shifted her stance—bam. A flash of white.
Her panties.
Lace-trimmed, snug, and...
"Do you understand so far?" she snapped, making me jerk my eyes back up to her face like a jewel thief caught red-handed.
"Y-yeah. Totally. Women like white-jade and men like stains. Got it."
She scowled. "We summoned a hero to fight back the rising darkness threatening our lands. You were... not what we expected. But fate is fate."
I was still processing all this when she suddenly turned and snapped her fingers.
"Assistant!"
From the side of the room, I heard the jingling of coins and the soft thud of footsteps. I turned and saw a petite girl approaching. She had short messy dark hair and sharp, calculating eyes. Her figure was tiny and super flat-chested. She wore a plain gray dress, simple and unadorned.
She stopped in front of me with a look of disgust.
"Your reward," Celestia said dryly." A hero deserves one girl to assist him in his adventures... and 100 gold to start with."
The girl crossed her arms— with nothing to press—and stared at me up and down.
"A man.."
I met her eyes and said, "…Hi, cute girl?"
She smiled and said, "Don't talk to me like you're being sweet."
"...."
The queen was still staring at me. Her eyes narrowed even further, sharp and cold.
"…Do you even have a Talent?" Celestia muttered, almost to herself. "It makes no sense. A man… cannot possess a Talent."
I raised a hand cautiously. "Uh, didn't you say fate brought me here?"
Her eyes snapped to mine, and for a moment, her gaze flickered down my body, as if searching for some hidden clue. "Even so. This must be some mistake. Or a joke by the gods."
She sighed, rubbing her temple. "No matter. There's a way to check."
She straightened her posture, her golden hair shimmering as she stepped closer—those sharp red eyes boring into me.
"Say the word 'Status.' It will reveal your Talent."
"That's it? Just 'Status'?"
She glared. "Do it."
Welp. Nothing to lose. I took a deep breath.
"Status!"
A glowing blue screen popped up in front of my eyes, startling me so much I nearly tripped backward. Text flickered across it.
Name: Leon
Race: Human (Male)
Talent: PANTY STEAL
Description: Teleports the panties of a chosen female target directly into the user's hand.
I froze. My eyes twitched. My palms started to sweat.
.. panty steal?
Celestia's eyes were locked on me, sharp as blades. "Well?" she demanded. "What is your Talent?"
Her stare turned ice-cold. "You're hesitating. Why?"
"um… kinda hard to explain…"
The room was dead silent. I could feel the doubt rising like a storm about to hit.
Celestia's expression twisted into pure disdain. "Enough." She raised her hand, eyes flashing dangerously.
"If you won't speak… I will force it out of you."
She looked straight into my eyes and shouted,
"Force Activation!"
Her palm shot forward, glowing with a golden light. For a second, it felt like my whole body buzzed, like static electricity ran straight through my veins.
Something soft and lacy materialized in my hand.
I stared at it.
It was white, Lace-trimmed, Snug, Still warm,
PANTIES
I slowly, very slowly, turned my head to look at Celestia. Her eyes followed my gaze—down to my hand—then back up to my face. For one long, horrible second, nothing happened. And then, her entire face went bright red.
"Wh-Wh-What is…??"
She yelped, her hands flying down to clutch the front of her skirt, pressing it between her legs like her life depended on it. Her eyes blazed in fury, humiliated and enraged all at once.
"KNIGHTS!!" she shrieked. "throw the filthy trash out onto the ground!! NOW!!"
Before I could even blink, armored hands grabbed Luna and me, dragging us toward the massive front doors.
"Wait, wait!! This isn't my fault!!" I yelled out of sheer panic. "I didn't mean to—!!"
Luna, being dragged alongside me, just snorted. "Unbelievable. You're even worse than I imagined."
We were thrown out of the castle, and the doors slammed shut behind us with a deafening BOOM. I sat up, dazed, dropping the panties to the ground.
Next to me, Luna was still sprawled in a ridiculous position, her butt sticking up in the air. Her skirt had ridden up completely, exposing her plain black panties. I held out a hand to help her up, but she ignored it and stood up on her own.
"…Huh."
Instead, I just picked up the panties lying on the ground.
Meanwhile, inside the throne room, Queen Celestia was still fuming, her face flushed with rage.
"How dare that bastard…!" she spat, breathing hard as she sank onto her throne.
"Eek!"
A sharp, involuntary squeal escaped her lips as an unexpected jolt ran through her. Cold, unforgiving stone met her ample butt, making her squeeze her legs together instinctively.
She whispered, mortified
"…My panties…"