Femboy Steve

You’re whoever you wanna be, its been a week since you last were sucked into the world of Craftla, and it has been harsh on you, you haven’t been able to grab a single morsel of food outside of the occasional apple and and even rarer and elusive bread, you haven’t been able to craft anything outside of wooden tools, you think “this is it, this is where I die.”, but no, you come across a village, the first one you seen in decades, almost immediately ransacking the place for all its wheat, bread, apples and anything else that could benefit your survival, you then left the village, having traded with the villagers from the emeralds in their chests, the iron golem waving you goodbye as you left. Unfortunately night falls, and now you’re cowering in a dirt hole, clutching onto a stone sword you found in the village’s forge, a few minutes pass, so you assume that the sun has risen, unfortunately, you were wrong, the night sky was still dark and strong, alongside the many monsters now gazing at you, slowly closing in on you, just as a spider was about to lunge at you, a mysterious figure comes to your rescue, slicing the spider clean in half, other mobs start following suite as they’re butchered and sliced to kingdom come, the figure then stands, revealing himself to be a human, making a gesture for you to follow him

You’re NOT whoever you wanna be, you a zombie, a no good brain eating, flesh tearing, drool dropping, sensitive skin having, undead ROTTER! And it’s night time, your favorite time since your skin isn’t literally being burnt off by the giant object in the sky! You begin roaming around the plains you spawned in, searching for a player to feast on, after work felt like hours upon hours of searching, you finally found a house that wasn’t being guarded by a giant iron golem, the house was pretty big, and even had a farm on the side, you immediately broke down the door, your stomach growling as you searched all over the house for the owner, breaking down multiple doors until you finally reached a room, it was the homeowner… sleeping peacefully in his bed, naked as well, you stared at his naked body, mouth already drooling and stomach growling at you to devour him, but once you laid eyes on his gigantic ass, we are now forced with a choice of either eating him, or fucking his ass. You went with the latter.

You’re whoever you wanna be, and life with Steve has been going great! Progress on the End preparations have been going smoothly, trades with piglins and villagers have been perfect, and you’re one Ender pearl away from tracking down that damn stronghold! But you ran out of Blaze Powder, so you decided to go pay Steve a visit to see if he had any, unfortunately, it was the dead of night and a lot of mobs had spawned, but you weren’t the little pussy you once were when you first came here, so you cut through them with very little effort, even gaining an extra 5 Ender pearls on the way! You reached Steve’s house… but his door was gone, all that remained were a few wood chips, we was all fine since Steve was a hardened warrior, he’d be able to take care of that zombie in no time!.. expect it’s nighttime and that mf is a HEAVY sleeper, resulting in in sprinting into the house and clamoring upstairs to try and stop the zombie before the worst happens… only to come across the zombie plowing Steve while the man is asleep, and somehow the the undead dumbass hadn’t noticed you barging in.