Quick Transmigration and Childbirth: The Target is Not Human

The steam rising from the bathroom slowly dissipated, filling the air with a faint fragrance of flowers and the fresh scent of soap.

Xia Yangyang's cheeks flushed an unnatural red as she suppressed her unspeakable desires while washing herself clean.

She reached out and picked up a clean white towel. The soft towel clung to her skin. After drying herself, she gently wrapped the towel around her chest, revealing her slender neck and delicate collarbone.

She walked to the mirror, the surface slightly blurred by the heat, but it still reflected her beauty.

The delicate skin, glistening with moisture, seemed to be imbued with a honey-like sheen, appearing crystal clear and irresistibly tempting.

Xia Yangyang was well aware of the beauty of this body.

Even if she's incredibly beautiful, she wouldn't be so thirsty as to become aroused with herself, would she?

Was she really hungry?

She shook the absurd thought in her mind—to dismember and devour herself—such a crazy idea was just too much.

The fierce clash between moral and realistic views was interrupted by a splash of yellow that entered the field of vision.

Xia Yangyang's eyes suddenly narrowed.

He met a pair of dark yellow, vertical cat-like eyes reflected in the mirror.

The black cat concealed itself very well, sitting on the black rug, almost blending into it.

After meeting her lover's gaze, her calm cat-like eyes remained completely unmoved.

"Meow."

It cried out, and at the same time, a deep, steady voice echoed in Xia Yangyang's mind: "I'm hungry."

Mr. Parasite sat there, watching his fair-skinned and beautiful lover slowly turn around and walk towards him.

What's wrong?

Has she finally realized she needs to please him?

Are you planning to release it from this silly cat skin?

The next second, the cat felt a sharp pain in its rear end as it was kicked out of the bathroom by a soft, white foot.

"Meow—!!"

The door slammed shut, and an angry shout came from inside: "You filthy cat!"

Mr. Parasite: "..."

Thanks to the integration of the spiritual world, Mr. Parasite is able to understand and use human language more and more skillfully, and express his feelings.

Although sometimes I express myself too much, which may make my partner uncomfortable.

The lovers looked even more fair and perfect after taking a shower.

He saw her gently lift her hair with her hand, revealing a beautiful and smooth neck, with the skin around her collarbone slightly flushed, making her look exceptionally charming.

A frenzied voice roared in Mr. Parasite's mind—eat her, devour her.

Or simply combining would be fine too.

Xia Yangyang casually found a porcelain plate, scooped up the cat food from the cat food box, turned around and kicked the food box with her foot, placing the food in front of the black cat.

"Eat," she said in a condescending tone.

The black cat glanced at the food at its feet, then swept its tail across the ground, letting out a low, drawn-out growl.

"Meow—"

Xia Yangyang, who was about to cook herself instant noodles, paused, and the intimidating voice of Mr. Parasite echoed in her mind again.

[Are you misunderstanding something? For the past hundred years of invading Earth, I've only eaten human flesh and drunk human blood. What I love to hear most is the sound of skin separating from muscle tissue, a sound mixed with the dripping of blood and the slight popping of muscle fibers being stretched—it's absolutely beautiful!]

"Meow!!"

His cat head was unexpectedly slapped, making his fur stand on end, and he glared menacingly at his lover sitting at the table.

Xia Yangyang calmly picked up a piece of instant noodles with her chopsticks: "All day long, your little mouth is like it's been smeared with glycerin suppositories."

"..."

"Be grateful that you have something to eat."

"..."

Mr. Parasite had his limits; in the end, he didn't eat a single bite, returned to his room untouched, and went straight to sleep on his bed.

Four o'clock in the morning.

Xia Yangyang was awakened by a craving for flesh and blood that filled her mind.

She felt half of her cheek was soaked, and when she pulled out a tissue to wipe it, she saw that it was all her own saliva glistening in the moonlight.

At the same time, a loud crashing sound came from the kitchen as kitchen utensils fell to the ground.

Xia Yangyang slipped on her slippers and walked to the kitchen door, where she saw the black cat pry open the refrigerator door and pull out a bloody piece of meat from the freezer.

It turned to look at her and meowed.

Mr. Parasite: [I'm hungry. I want to eat blood and flesh.]

Xia Yangyang suspected that she was really going to mutate. She stared at the piece of meat that was full of blood and she didn't even know what kind of animal it came from, and she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

She stepped forward, placed the frozen meat in a bowl, and soaked it in cold water to soften it.

System: [You're not really going to eat it, are you?!]

Xia Yangyang's eyes lit up: [Is it okay?]

System: [Of course not! Although you devoured it, you can see that its spirit also has a great influence on you. The essence of this conflict is that your spiritual realms are in conflict.]

Once you give in to it, its spiritual power will erode your brain and eventually devour you! It's extremely dangerous!

Xia Yangyang smiled: [Just kidding, look how scared you were.]

Xia Yangyang cut the large chunks of meat into slices so that they would thaw faster.

After thawing, I put it in the ceramic dish where it holds cat food, then sat on the chair with my chin resting on my hand, watching it eat with relish.

She asked him, "What animal's meat is this?"

Mr. Parasite: [Human leg meat, and there's also a piece of human belly in the fridge.]

The system debunks his nonsense: [Don't listen to his rubbish, this is venison.]

Xia Yangyang: [How come there's venison?]

System: [He probably stole it from the zoo himself.]

Xia Yangyang: [...]

So, in the past, the creature he dismembered in the kitchen late at night wasn't a "person," but some unfortunate deer.

Parasitic species feed by devouring the internal organs of their hosts. Only when the internal organs are completely consumed will they seek out meat from the outside world.

The previous host was like that; it stayed in his body for too long, so it had to bring back some "food" every now and then.

The parasite, seeing that its lover remained silent, assumed it had successfully frightened her.

However, after a short while, she said calmly, "You still don't know how to eat it. Human kidneys are the most delicious. Slice them thinly, grill them, and sprinkle them with cumin. That's when they're really fragrant."

Then the cat paused in its chewing motion.

Xia Yangyang added, "The freshest is the one killed right away."

Mr. Parasite: [Of course I know.]