As I lay upon my back I reflected on my life or lack there of. I was eighty seven years old with not a single accomplishment to my name other than my declining health and growing discontentment with the world around me. The last family member from my generation had passed away and the younger generations only called if they wanted something. I had never married or had children to inherit my name. Hell I never even had sex. No one wanted me in my youth and by the time I reached forty I was so entrenched in working twelve hour shifts just to pay the bills on my farm (which I then worked four hours on to care for the livestock) that I had no time for romance. By the time I hit sixty I had to sell the farm because I could no longer physically keep up with the demand of caring for the land or the animals on it. I ended up buying up a small worn down building and moving into the city and leaving my home behind along with most of the objects contained within. All I kept were my clothing, my family ashes, and a box of photographs reminding me of what could have been if I took risks and enjoyed each day instead of working and saving for a future that was never guaranteed.
By eighty six I ended up getting put into a nursing home where I was slowly forgotten by the world. None of the younger generation wanted to care for an old washed up piece of shit like me. Honestly I couldn't blame them, all the injuries I sustained farming and working during my youth caught up with me meaning I would take up to much of their time. I couldn't walk due to back injuries and muscular degeneration so I was stuck in the old wheelchair grandma used to use the monitor hooked up to keep track of my heart rate didn't help my mobility either. My eyesight was degenerated to the point of near blindness as well. It seemed the only sense that remained useful was my hearing, a sense that I continually cursed nearly every day. If I didn't have good hearing I wouldn't have to hear the staff complain about how I was taking up space or that it would be helpful if I were to have expired by now. One day while eating I felt a pain in my chest that got worse and worse. The monitor was beeping faster and faster as my vision steadily darkened. With a clear mind I could only laugh at the irony. It seems those damn nurses could finally get what they want.
With a jolt I started sitting up only to be stopped by a small, firm, pale hand and an airy voice "I wouldn't sit up to fast if I were you.". Before I could say any of the questions on my mind a deep and rich voice came forth replacing the prior voice and answered them all. "You had a heart attack and are now recovering from surgery in the Azzfottil Heart Clinic. During the procedure the doctors removed a small clot that got caught in your aortic artery and now have you on blood thinners just incase they missed anything. The chemical they used to sedate you is known to cause hallucinations so if you see anything weird try to ignore it the side effects should wear off by the end of the day.". Stepping into the light the nurse was a seven foot tall ridiculously curvaceous woman with skin darker than the night sky. Not a single scrap of clothing covered her titanic form from wandering eyes. Her hair was multicolored and seemed to change and shift like the aurora borealis, her eyes were completely white and lacked a pupil. Her lips were thick and blue, while her teeth were sharp and white, and her tongue was red and forked. Looking lower each breast was easily in the T-U cup range heavy and pendulous with natural weight yet oddly gravity defying and tipped by dinner plate sized purple areolas, and thick pink nipples that were dripping milk. Her hips were unnaturally wide to the point that the only way she could fit through a door was if she went in sideways and even then it would be difficult thanks to her posterior counterweights. If her breasts were massive, and her hips monstrous, then her ass could only be called impossible. There was no way that an ass that big could exist on a human being even if that human spent years getting surgery and adjustments. Her butt was so big around that some oak trees would be jealous yet it was naturally smooth and supple as if untouched by surgery. From head to toe, from sixty inch ass to hairless snatch there was not a single blemish to be found on her body.
With a blink a new figure took her place, a more "normal" figure. The new figure stood at five feet six inches and wore a light blue nurse's scrubs and white sneakers. She had a more frazzled look with several strands of mousey brown hair out of place and thick lensed glasses sitting crooked on a dainty nose. Her blue eyes seemed magnified by the glasses and her nervous smile revealed white teeth with silvery braces. Grasping hands awkwardly held a medical report to a petite chest while she shuffled her foot out of stress. With a forced smile she went back to looking at the information in her hand. A halting and emotionless voice that did not match her behavior emerged from the nurse's mouth "This. Form. Lists. Everything. That. Happened. To. You. In. The. Operating. Room. Sign. Here. To. Authorize. Us. To. Resuscitate. You. If. Necessary.". Looking down at the clipboard that was handed to me I saw what looked like a snake's tail poking out of the bottom of her pants leg from the corner of my eye.
Another blink and a much shorter figure appears in the nurses place. She is four foot tall light green skinned humanoid. She has long purple curtain of hair parted by a pair of pointed ears. Her face has plump dark green lips pulled into a smirk revealing a mouth of sharp teeth. A long purple tongue occasionally peeks out from her lips, easily reaching two feet and has twelve silvery studs embed in it. Her eyes are gleaming gold in color and slitted like a cats. She has thin yet wiry arms and legs with her nails painted purple in color. Her waspish hips sway side to side in a graceful stride, drawing attention to her plush jiggly bottom. She wears shorts and a tube top showing off her lean musculature. She has large pillowy G cup breasts. Her nipples are midnight black in color with no visible areola other than the pebbling of arousal surrounding her nipples. Between her legs is a hairless, lubricant drooling amethyst vagina. When she notices my staring at her, she smirks and turns to give her ass a smack, making it wobble enticingly. With a wink she was replaced with another less human figure.
The figure was a beautiful woman from the waist up. Her human half had to be at least six feet tall from hips to crown of her head and more pale than anything I had ever seen. She had long near white yet still slightly blond hair obscured everything from her petite nose up on her face at the front. She had thick red lips set in a knowing smirk. Her breasts were massive and firm easily being Q cups on a figure of regular human proportions. Each breast was equipped with prominent veins and areola yet her nipples were inverted. With a lazy squeeze from long thin fingers her nipple began protruding before spraying milk in long lancing lines. Failing to stifle a yawn her mouth opened wide revealing sharp pointy teeth then wider and wider 'til her mouth was so wide you could fit a calf in head first easily. Bringing her free delicate hand to cover up her mouth a melodious voice emerged in a quiet "Excuse me.". With a lazy and slow motion of her hand she brushed her long hair from her face revealing closed eyes with long lashes. Blinking them open revealed black sclera and two green irises resting in each eye. "My my my, what a tasty little morsel you are. Mmm I could just eat you all up." she said in a tone that was part seductive and part humorous. Slowly her upper body shifted around and around on her inhuman lower half. While her upper half was entirely human outside of her eyes and mouth her lower half was very much not human. In place of legs she had the lower half of an enormous snake easily forty feet long. It was so dark it seemed to drain the light and ended in a large rattle like a rattlesnake would have. She had it coiled tight and was resting lazily upon it soundless except for the occasional squelching sound of something wet being prodded at. With one hand under her chin with the elbow resting on her coils to prop up her head and the other somewhere hidden in her snake half's embrace she simply stared at me. With a smirk she disappeared. On and on the cycle went, with different forms popped up before disappearing. Each form was female, each curvaceous and beautiful. Some were human in appearance outside of size and shape, some like the snake woman were a combination of animals and women, some were combinations of plants or machines and women, and a few were an amalgamation of all three.
Eventually the shapes turned into a pink amorphous mass. The mass was vaguely pillar shaped and contained no discernible features. "You are at a crossroads. One path leads forward, one leads back." a genderless near mechanical voice said. If this was a hallucination this was definitely one of the weirdest ones I was subjected to. Yet again as if reading my mind the genderless voice began its monologue "You sit at the crossroads of life and death. Thanks to the medications that they gave you, your mind is open enough to receive my voice. You have a choice: you can pass on to the next great adventure, or you can go to the past and fix what went wrong in your life. Sorry I misspoke, I should have said what you perceived as wrong in your life. Each choice comes with a cost to go forward is to forget who you were becoming a blank slate in the process. To go back you shall have to pay me ninety years worth of life. You can get these years via sex, murder, or certain other methods that I'm sure you will figure out on your own. I'll even let you make a game of it. Collect enough years and you can change bits of yourself that you want improved or don't like. What do you say Jon, are you ready to decide?"
Feeling cocky I decided to screw around with the entity or at least try to get a better deal. In a tone that contained none of my uncertainty I managed to verbally throw down the proverbial gauntlet "How about a gamble of double or nothing?". Despite the blobs lack of features I could distinctly detect a smirk in the voice's tone "Hmmm. What would this gamble of yours entail?".
With the bait taken I continued with my mental fencing of this unknown entity "You said i could gain years via sex which would mean that I had experience. I want you to send me back to my first sexual experience. If you can't find any then I can choose a point in time to exist in my life and I owe you nothing.". The only thing that greeted my offer was silence at first then laughter "Ha ha ha ha ha! What a cheeky mortal you are. You already have one foot in the grave and now of all times you decide to scrable for you life. I wonder, do you know what I am?". Hook line now I just had to hope I could get the entity to really bite on my offer. With bravado in my tone I decided to try plan A agitating the unknown entity into accepting my offer. "Based on how we are talking despite your statements of being able to talk to me due to drugs and failing health I'm guessing you are either an entity connected to death or a demon to weak and weary to force yourself into the physical world. The question is will you take up my gamble or are you afraid that i might win?" I goaded in my best stuck up voice possible.
I could instantly tell any form of amusement the entity had went straight out the window. With a voice lacking any hint of the humor it once had the entity spoke "Very well. I will take your bet but if you loose you will owe me three hundred years worth of life. You will also be forced to accept that when the date someone dies comes up from your first cycle they will die in this new cycle. However I am a kind and compassionate being. When you fail your bet you will still be able to alter yourself. I'll even let you alter your lovers to suit your desires. For three hundred more years I'll even make it so you and your lovers can live forever and remain in the prime of your life."
Certain of my victory I accepted her side of the bet including the three hundred more years. With a chuckle the voice took on a distinctly feminine tone "Do keep me entertained my sweet little soul.". Without waiting for my response countless tendrils emerged and pulled me into the blobby mass. With a quickly silenced Yelp the sensation of falling overwhelmed me. It seems I somehow lost the bet.