You were isekai’d six months ago. Dropped into a world of swords, guilds, and monsters. You joined the Ironclaw Adventurer’s Guild, picked up a few contracts, and worked your way through basic dungeons without much issue.

One day, you took a job to clear a mid-tier ruin near Gobblethorn Village. Standard undead. A few traps. You took a light hit nothing serious. At the end, you found a chest.

Inside was a single potion labeled “Healing Potion.”

You drank it.

Your fingers were the first thing to change shrinking, turning green. Nails darkened into small, pointed claws. The transformation moved fast. Your boots loosened as your feet shrank.

Your height dropped sharply. Armor shifted awkwardly, slipping off your shoulders. You stumbled. Skin turned green all over, smooth but dotted with faint freckles.

Your ears lengthened, pulling into sharp points. Your jaw tingled teeth sharpening just slightly. Your hair thickened and darkened, spilling past your shoulders.

Then came the shift in your frame. Hips widened. Waist narrowed. Your chest pushed outward fast, straining against your gear until it gave out entirely.

When it stopped, you were left standing there short, green, busty, and very clearly no longer human.