Yo! Scott here!
Gosh! What is this weird feeling?
Is this what hell feels like? Cause I'm sure I'm not making Heaven after all the heart I've broken, especially that of Amy.
She truly loves me and I screwed up.
Maybe I should have done it with her friend at a hotel or something…..
Wait! What's wrong with me?
Why am I not thinking of not doing it at all?
That aside, I've been in darkness all these while, that I nearly thought hell was all about sleeping without dreaming, but finally there's a change.
I could move…..
More like, a force was forcing me to move kinda, but the possibility that I'm actually about to be judged for all my crime made me refuse to budge.
I tried not to let my body be controlled by whatever invisible force is controlling it at the moment.
I would rather keep being in this darkness, than being burned alive or whatever hell was rumoured to feel like.
Well, it's not as if someone has gone and returned to tell the tale, but the knowledge was instilled strongly and it was hard to ignore.
Especially when one was finally dead.
But soon enough, what was pushing me overpowered my resistance and with great force, I was moved towards something and that's when I felt a soft breeze brushed past my head.
Something clasped tightly around me, that I nearly thought I'm being strangled or something.
And before I could process what was going on, a hand held my head and the contact felt bare like I've gone bald.
I tried to complain, but couldn't talk.
Then again, the same force from earlier was felt and with the help of the hand holding my head, my entire body could feel the tickleness of breeze against my wet skin…..
No, actually. It's sticky. I felt slightly irritated with how sticky my entire body felt at the moment.
I tried opening my eyes and it was the same. It takes a bit of effort to succeed at such a simple task.
"Gloria, it's a boy. Your baby has been delivered safely."
Huh!
Weird.
Baby? Who's the baby?
Before I knew what was happening, whether I wish to believe it or not, the body I was currently conscious in, was passed towards someone….
Not that I walked, as I'm an adult, but actually being carried.
I was so confused and scared, pissed and had lots of questions, wishing there's someone I could ask.
"You still have one last task, Gloria. The placenta….."
I didn't get to listen to the rest of the bullshit before I felt myself being cleaned up and this time, I forced my eyes open to see clearly.
Towering above me, was a beautiful young lady that was exactly my type.
She has deep black eyes, with seductive dimples on both cheeks as she smiled at me, while I could feel her continue to clean me up.
Wait! Her appearance, hairstyle….
I've lusted over so many races to realize I'm staring at another, that's different from mine.
And come to think of it, the woman spoke a foreign language earlier, but somehow I understand it.
What language was that? And what exactly is happening?
Hey! I screamed, as I felt the lady touch my private part.
I was shocked yet again when my protest just came as baby cries and the lady only smiled brightly as if it's a good thing I cried.
Wait! I cried?
What is all this?
All I remember was being stabbed by Amy and then the whole dark almost suffocating space.
And now, it appears I'm stuck inside the body of a baby.
Could someone please explain to me, what exactly is going on???
I was starting to curse in annoyance now, feeling embarrassed to be washed by someone I'm clearly older than.
Not that we are having a sexy bath exchange, which would be hella fun, but a real bath, as I'm a baby now.
It seems the universe wasn't planning to let me go insane, because I finally got a response.
A weird response.
Ding!
Ding!
System connecting…..
System connecting….
Connection successful.
Congratulations host, my name is Dot, and your transmigration has been successful. Welcome to the Pain and Pleasure system.