The next time I awoke I was blessed with the sight of two enormous breasts in my face.
For a moment I had assumed I was still dreaming. However, I quickly remembered that, no—I did actually reincarnate into this baby's body.
It was quite the strange sensation to be surrounded by breasts that were larger than you entirely.
I wasn't going to complain though!
The only thing I could even complain about was the lack of food being given to me. I felt like I hadn't eaten my entire life.
Actually, I supposed in this life I hadn't eaten anything yet.
"Goo goo ga ga!" I said, trying to get my mother's attention.
Looking up, I could see that she had fallen asleep. I also couldn't exactly see where I was from this position.
My little neck muscles hadn't developed yet, so I couldn't even turn my head.
At this point I was used to being unable to move, but I also couldn't wait until my body developed enough for me to finally regain my freedom.
It looked like my earlier outburst had gotten my new mother's attention, and she must've known what I wanted.
I watched with wide eyes as she grabbed an enormous breast with one hand and brought me closer to it with the other.
Seeing the tender looking nipple in front of me was too much to resist, and before I knew it I had popped it into my mouth.
'I could get used to this.' I thought, closing my eyes as I drank from the milk.
After I finished I burped and fell asleep again. I must've only been awake for five minutes.
It was to be expected though, after all I was just a baby.
***
A few days passed before I saw more of my father.
He didn't exactly leave a better impression on me this time either.
Him and my mother were clearly arguing about something, and I was guessing that something was me.
I still didn't understand my parent's language, but it was obvious because of all of the heated hand motions my father was making towards me.
If I had to guess, maybe he was saying, 'He's a freak of nature!' or maybe, 'We need to get rid of him!'
Truthfully, I didn't know much about this world at all. But if it was anything like Earth, having a floating baby would be, concerning.
My new mother wasn't having any of it though, and I watched as she roughly slapped my father over the cheek.
'Ouch!' I winced.
I didn't mind watching all of this unfold, this was like a mini-drama for me. It was awfully boring being a baby, so this was a pleasant break from the daily monotony of eating, pooping and sleeping.
It was clear their argument was over, as my father stormed out of the door.
Closing and locking the door behind him, I saw my mother look back towards me in my cradle.
She leaned over me and picked me up in the air, popping out a soft breast for me.
'Oh, lunch time already?' I thought happily.
After I had drunk my fill I spent my few remaining waking hours pondering what my next steps in this world were.
First and foremost, I knew that I had to learn the local language. I had only been here for a few days, but I figured that the sooner I could understand what people said the sooner I could start learning about the world.
The best way to learn things was to read, but I unfortunately hadn't seen even a single book since I was born.
From what I could tell our house was fairly spacious, and there seemed to be many rooms I hadn't yet seen the interior of. I of course couldn't move on my own, so I had no way to investigate the house to see if it held a library.
The house also seemed empty and devoid of life, and when my mother would carry me to different rooms I never saw anyone else.
I was also worried about the issue with my new father. I had hardly seen him at all since I was born, and the few times I've seen him he had been looking at me like I was a devil.
'It's like how those kids used to treat me in my past life.' I thought wryly, thinking back to the pudgy Kenji who used to torment me every day.
I decided at that moment that in this life I would never let anyone disrespect me or my family again. In my past life I was too weak to protect what was important to me, but this time things would be different.
'If that man comes back here speaking to my mother like that again, I'll have to teach him a lesson.' I resolved, shaking my little baby head.
I looked up to see my mother was staring at me with a gentle expression in her eyes. I knew from how she treated me that she truly loved me.
My mother said something to me softly that I couldn't understand, but it sounded reassuring to my tiny ears.
She was standing a few feet away from me, and I could see tears begin to form under her eyes. I couldn't bear to see them like this, and I really just wanted to give them a hug.
Before I knew it, I was holding their head in my baby hands.
Looking down, I nearly choked when I realized that I was floating again!
'How am I even doing that?' I wondered. I had already tried to re-activate my powers a few times when my mother wasn't looking, but to no avail.
My mother seemed just as shocked as me, and she quickly pulled me down into her arms and made scolding gestures towards me. It was as if she was telling me not to do that anymore.
I tilted my head, seeing the genuine fear and panic in her eyes.
Was it really that bad to use these powers? I remembered that the last time I floated my 'father' literally passed out. That time wasn't even my fault, since I was about to die, but I still don't know how I did it.
Thinking back to the sensations I felt, there wasn't anything that particularly stood out either.
Suddenly, my eyes widened as an idea crossed my mind.
Each time I floated, it was because I strongly wanted to do something. In the first case I didn't want to smash my head on the ground, and this time I wanted to give my mother a hug.
Perhaps that was the key to using this power at will. I resolved to test this out more in the next few days whenever I had the chance.
I watched as my mother set me back down in my cradle, making vehement hand motions telling me to stay put.
I didn't speak her language, but I could read the room.
Although I still couldn't understand full sentences, I was slowly picking up on certain words and phrases. For example, I knew what the words 'eat', and 'stop' meant. Thanks to my new parents' earlier argument, I also thought I now understood a few curse words.
I laughed aloud, which came out as more of a giggle. This prompted a smile from my mother.
She kissed me on the forehead and stood up. I watched as she moved to the corner of the room and grabbed what looked to be a basket of laundry.
She pulled out several clothes from the basket and put them into a large ball. Just as I was wondering what they could possibly be doing, a vibrant green light began to surround the clothes.
My mouth hung open as I watched my mother raise her other hand, causing more green light to coalesce around it.
Water droplets began to appear out of thin air as they flew towards her hand. Soon, the water had accumulated into a rather large sphere.
I watched as my mother put the ball of clothes into the sphere of water. The water sphere looked almost solid, but it absorbed the clothes with a plop and closed back seamlessly.
'I-is that magic?!' I thought in shock.
More green light appeared from my mother's hand, and the clothes within the sphere of water began to shake and churn.
I watched this process for a few more minutes before I saw the green light flash again.
This time, hot steam began to emulate from her hands, rapidly evaporating the sphere of water. The room began to fill with steam, heating it up by several degrees.
When she had finished, the clothes in her hands looked completely dry.
While I was thinking about this strange magical power that my mother possessed, I noticed that she was now grabbing a second batch of clothes to wash.
'This is quite the involved process.' I thought wryly.
Truthfully though, I was quite impressed. The powers that I was using were unable to do such precise things, but maybe I just needed to develop them further.
There was also no green light whenever I floated, it was as if the magic my mother was using was different from my own. I had no way of knowing though, so I simply sat in my cradle as I watched my mother finish the laundry.
Half an hour later I found myself drifting back to sleep.