Baby, You Are a Strawberry Cake

I transmigrated into an ABO world with my sworn enemy.

I was an Alpha. He was an Omega. I laughed myself sick and, relying on my mental power, bullied him however I pleased.

Later, that cool, noble man pinned me by the throat, bit down on my shoulder, and rammed into me hard.

“Baby, Omegas can mutate into Alphas too, you know.”

“You bullied me for so many days. Now it’s my turn.”

“Is it deep enough? Can you still take more?”

I sobbed and tried to crawl away, only to be dragged right back.

Weren’t rabbit beastmen supposed to be short?

How was it that with Shen Qinghuai, he went straight for my stomach in one thrust? Sob.