A lonesome heart attack. My last memory. Chest pain, vision that blurred and then darkened. I let out a few feeble screams, but I knew it was unlikely that anyone would hear. My life was unremarkable. I traded away little pieces of myself for everything I had, like any working man. But unlike other working men, I did not have loved ones anymore.
I had isolated myself. True or not, I usually felt unwelcome and unwanted among others. So, I spent less and less time around other people until no one was left in my life. In the end, I lived a very early, but cheap and ascetic retirement. I died as I lived, ordinary and alone.
Before this bizarre situation, that is the last thing I remember. Now I need to figure out what's going on here and now. First, where. Looking around, I see relatively large trees, a dense forest. Nearby, a simple camp. A small, lit fire, two sacks.
Next, how. I feel like I've just woken up from a deep sleep. I can tell immediately that I have a new body. Younger, much younger. I'm definitely smaller, but I obviously can't be sure how old I am. This must be reincarnation or something like that. Perhaps my soul and memories have come to inhabit this boy, or perhaps I am the boy and I inherited someone else's memories. I'll try to figure that out later.
Now that I have some of the context worked out, I can consider the more urgent circumstances, the two women looking down at me as I lie on the ground examining my surroundings. Both are very beautiful, that's the first thing I noticed, of course. They're wearing simple, sort of primitive, leather clothes.
One of these women is kneeling beside me examining me with the wide eyes of curiosity. The other woman, well, she has mounted me, and I feel it. I'm lying naked on the forest floor. It's obscured by her loincloth(?), but I know this feeling. I've woken up to sex before, but never with a complete stranger, obviously. Actually, I can't be sure if we are strangers. Perhaps they know this boy I have become.
"He's awake." Said the woman beside me. She has rather tan skin, blondish brown hair, and piercing gray eyes.
"I knew this would work." The woman atop me responded. She has dark hair, and strangely, her eyes are a deep shade of purple. What stands out most to me about both of them, though, are their abs, very enviable abs.
"It's still a stupid idea. How do you know he didn't just wake up on his own?"
Ah, more information. It's not a language I can identify, but I can understand them. How strange.
"Hi there, we were starting to worry that you would never wake up."