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Rejected By Five Alphas: Watch Me Thrive

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 669    |    Released on: Today at 09:51

a's three-hundred-pound frame crashed through it like a wounded rhino. Her lungs burned, her heart poun

her chest heaving. "This is pathetic," she muttered, wiping the grim

athing. A strange insect, its body a lurid green wi

commanding her bio-manipulation ability to s

then died. The energy was too weak, too thin. I

ct buzze

green ichor on the bark. She stared at the glowing slime on her hand, a grim realization settling in. Her power was garb

liced a shallow cut across her forearm. Blood welled up, bright red against

inutes for the cut to close, leaving only a faint white line. By the time it was done, Alivia

ehydrated body. She pushed off the tree, fighting her way through thorny

fell to her knees at the edge, scooping up the cold water and splashing it over

ooked

irror. And the face staring bac

her cheeks and forehead, and her features were squished into the center by slabs of fat. She opened

she breathed. She had known she was ugly-the memories told her th

, she took a sharp breath. "Pity parties don't b

reflection with the cold, analytical eye of an agent assessing a target. Obesity. Hormo

ice flat. "It's a disast

e couldn't fight, she couldn't run, but she could at least get clean. She scanned the banks, searching

ing. She would wash. She would survive. And th

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Rejected By Five Alphas: Watch Me Thrive
Rejected By Five Alphas: Watch Me Thrive
“Agent Alivia Sanford opened her eyes to the suffocating stench of wild animal musk and raw sex. She hadn't just transmigrated into a savage beastman world; she had woken up in the body of a 300-pound, diseased, and universally despised woman. Worse, the original owner had just drugged the tribe's strongest warrior, trying to force a mating. Now, the warrior pinned her to the cave floor with murderous fury. "You think you can trap me, you disgusting pig?" he snarled, ready to rip her throat out. After kneeing him and escaping, a "Super Charm AI" bound to her mind demanded she conquer her five designated mates to survive. But these men treated her like a walking plague. They mocked her bloated face, threw bloody raw meat into the mud for her to eat, and publicly announced they would starve her to death. Even her own family looked at her with utter disgust. In her past life, she was a legendary survivor who could have crushed these arrogant men with her bare hands. Now, she was trapped in a weak shell, threatened with soul erasure by a system if she didn't grovel for their affection. Why should she beg for love from beasts who wanted her dead? Looking at the five "-100" hostility scores on her system panel, Alivia coldly drew a mental cross over each of their faces. Enduring agonizing pain, she forced her bio-manipulation ability to violently purge the toxins from her fat body. She wasn't going to play their twisted game; she was going to find her own resources and make them pay.”