Month 3, Day 8, Calendar Year 2873

 

06:13am - Day 2

 

I wake up, and just as I start thinking to myself, “I’m hungry….” I remember

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10:40am

 

I wake with a big ‘yawnnnn~~’, and start looking around.  Something feels… weird. I squirm a bit, and there’s something squishy?  Squishy. In my pants. Ewww…. OMG! /

 

12:40am

Oh, yeah, this really is delicious!  I’m so glad that man isn’t here right now, I got ‘em both to myself! Ahhh… I wonder when that diary thing is supposed to… oshitoshit, it’s on, I gotta/

 

04:18pm

~yawn~~

Wow, I’m really sleeping a lot.  What’s with this place. Are they drugging me?  It can’t really be… nah, none of this is possible.  I mean, she’d be a 6 meter tall woman. And that ‘handsome guy’ person, he’d be, what, about 7 meters?  I mean, considering how big they are compared to me…

I hope this isn’t.

~sigh~

My lower area feels warm.  How nice.

Hmm.

It’s wet.  Oshit, not again!!! /

 

06:20pm

Oh, that guy’s back.  What’s his name? I haven’t appraised him yet.  Hmm.

Conner	Age: 19
	Job:  Father          Adventurer

 

Ha. Haha. Yeah, right.  He looks nothing like my dad.

Oh, he’s picking me up.  He does look happy, for some reason.  I’ll take a swing at him. Nobody picks me up like this without a good punch to the face!

I missed.  Damn, I’m still as dextrous as a drunk dog.  Remember my friend’s uncle, kids! Oh. damn, again… /

 

06:24pm

Mmm, something smells delicious!  Smells like Marta’s a good cook! Oh, yeah!  What’s this smell… is it beef? No, a little different.  Not chicken. Not pork. Smells a bit like a stew, though.  Ok, I’m ready for dinner! The milk is great, but I want some meat, too!  Oh, hey, my pants are squishy and wet.  dammit./

 

08:31pm

I reach out as she takes me away from the nipple - there’s a drop hanging right there!  Mine! NOOOO!!!! Conner just licked it. Stealing my dinner!  I mean, I didn’t get to have any of that delicious smelling stew earlier!  They just left me in this big wooden cage thing! Mean! Oh, I know! I hold my arms out toward Conner.  Yeah, that’s right. PIck me up, big guy. That’s right. A little closer….

~hic~ spew

Haha.  It just went all over his shoulder, but good enough.  He’s laughing, and holding me over his head now! God, help me!!  Too high!! Oh, I should have spewed from up here…

 

Wait… dammit/

 

11:46pm

Mmmm…. Oh, it’s dark.  I’ll just go back to sleep.

 

Month 3, Day 9, Calendar Year 2873

 

06:31am

~yawnnn~ ~stretchhh~

Another day, another dollar.  Yeah, right.

Marta and Conner are getting up, now.  Oh, please, no! Oh! Please! I mean, yeah, that could be fun, but… 

Oh.  This might be better than internet porn.  Damn, woman! How much can she?? Ohhh….. Oh, I always wanted to try that position.  And, goddam! Conner is definitely going to leave me with a complex after this.  I mean… damnnnnn…..

oshit/

 

10:18am

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I mean, does she have an opening to another dimension in the back of her throat?  Does her jaw unhinge like a snake? And what about ‘down there?’  

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Anyway.  I need to really consider my current situation.

I went to sleep the other night.

I woke up in a weird place and had weird AR messages pop up.

I had a very disturbing experience just like if a baby was born.

All of the people around me are huge!

A hottie keeps feeding me her breast milk.  And it’s the most delicious tit I’ve ever titted.  Thing I’ve ever tasted.

She has, umm, personal relations with the most handsome guy I’ve ever seen.

Their food smells delicious, but like it’s not made of things I know.

I saw something flying outside the window earlier today, and it’s not something that exists. Not on the Earth that I know.  It was, what, something like a tiny little dragon. Like a flying lizard with a long neck and long snout, four legs, two wings, and a long tail with a sort of barb looking thing at the tip.  It looked like it burped a tiny little fireball and ate an insect that got cooked while it fell, too. Next time I see it, I’ll appraise it.

 

I can’t live in denial my entire life.  I mean, I gotta admit it sometime.

 

I reincarnated, and not on Earth.  Not on the planet I know. I have a new mom and dad.

 

I won’t miss the job I had before I died.  But I’ll miss my mom. We were supposed to have dinner together tomorrow.  I guess she’ll be going to my funeral, instead.

 

Damn.

...

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12:53pm

…

I always wanted to travel.

Maybe get a motorcycle and travel the country.

Maybe get a sailboat, and see the world.

Try foods all around the world.

Meet pretty women all around the world… hehehe…. Not that I would have done anything.  I never could manage to get a girlfriend. “You’re just like a brother to me!” God! The words most guaranteed to drive an icepick deep into a man’s heart and soul!  I did find out - years after - that one of the most attractive girls to tell me that had actually wanted me to ask her out. Years after we lost contact. And I guess she was probably married to someone by then, anyway.  Let’s just tell ourselves that she turned into a fat pig… yeah… this world probably has orcs. Let’s pretend she looks like an orc. Not that it helps.

I need to live this life better than my last one.  I’ll travel. I won’t wait so long before asking a girl out that she can see me as a brother.  And I’ll try to stay fit. I wasn’t fat or anything, but I still died young. For all I know, it might have been from sitting so much.  Sitting at work. Sitting at the computer at home. My life was spent on my butt.

 

I think I’ll start calling Marta ‘mom,’ and Conner ‘dad.’  Not that I can even talk, yet. But I need to get used to it.  I’ll start practicing how to talk as much as I can, so we can communicate properly as a family.  I mean, I have an edge on all the other babies out there: I can already think clearly in actual words!  I even have this stupid diary thing that I can look into and read, and that “Appraisal” app… or whatever it is… that I can use to learn more about this world while I learn how to use my voice to talk!  Yeah!

 

Oh, mom’s here to feed me.  Hey, change my pants, first.  It’s all wet and squishy again.  ~sigh~ 

I hope my funeral goes well.  Maybe my boss will come. He’s an ok guy.  I had been thinking he and mom might make a good pair.  She’s going to need someone, after this.

 

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03:15pm

So, mom just put some actual clothes beyond a cloth diaper on me!  I think it looks sorta like a little dress, but I definitely have the boy equipment down there, so maybe it’s just what babies wear in this world.  And… We’re going outside!!!

 

Ooooh.  This really does look old-worldey.  Some of the houses look like log-cabin style, and some look like they’re wood framed with boards overlapped on the sides.  The roofs are all either wood shingle, or in a few cases, with big leaves overlapped like shingles. I’ve never seen leaves like that, before.  Otherworld, I’m hereee!!!!  

 

Ok, so there are animals, too.  Some of them look like normal animals, like horses, and dogs, and cats.  I saw a cat eating a mouse, too. I also saw another one of those flying dragon lizard things.

Appraisal Results
Dragon Lizard	A tiny flying dragon
	Special abilities:  Flight                             Flame breath

 

The barbed tail looks like it might be for both steering in the air - sorta like the tail on an airplane - and for use in battle.  Full sized dragons must be pretty terrifying. These little guys seem to be pretty well appreciated for hunting insects and small rodents, though.  This one was sitting on a fencepost eating a rat. They must be really great flyers, or have lifting magic, or something, because that rat was as big as the little dragon lizard.  Almost as big, anyway.

 

I’m not really sure if this is a village, or a town, or what.  I can see a wall of some sort pretty far down the street from here.  The street is only paved with stones near the middle of town, and the rest is dirt, although it seems to be maintained well enough.

 

The technology level seems to be mostly around the horse and wagon level.  There were a couple of adventurer looking people with swords and bow and arrow and some light leather armor.

 

Oh, we’re at our destination.  Should I call this a general store?  I can’t read the letters. At least I can understand the language.

 

“Oh, hi Varn!  I wanted to get something to thank Stania for her help the other day!  Do you have anything new in the special section?” Marta asks the shopkeeper behind the counter.

 

“Oho! The special section?  Let’s take a peek, shall we?” Varn (the shopkeeper) leads us through a curtained doorway in the back corner of the store.

 

Oh, God no!  What is this?!?  Black leather fetish costumes, riding crops, varnished wooden… oh, hell no!  Mom! What are you buying?!?

 

Varn pulls out a certain item.  “What do you think? Do you think this might be fun?”

 

What is that?  It looks like… umm.  It’s sort of cone shaped, with a narrow bit at the fat end, then it bulges out again, and has something that looks like a horse’s tail?  Is this more fetish equipment?

 

What is that?

 

“Oh!!  Yes, that’ll be so much fun!!  It might be just a little bit big, but I’m sure we can make it fit!” Martha sounds excited at this new ‘item’ Varn showed her.

 

What is it.  Is it… umm…

 

I think I saw something like this in some of the weirder porn videos back in my last life.  I kinda want to see… I kinda don’t wanna see… Will my psych points drop if I see this? Oh, but it’s for Stania, so I won’t see; I’m sure she and her husband will be using it.  Hmm. Stania with a horse’s tail. Naked Stania with a horse tail. Hmm. I kinda wanna see….

 

“Ok, I’ll get this, then.  I’m sure Stania will love using it!” Marta opens her coin purse and hands over 3 silver coins.  Wow, I guess sex toys are expensive in this world, too. Not that I know. I mean, I just looked at the website once.  Or twice. Or… how many times? I forget. I don’t know how much a silver coin is worth in this world yet, anyway.

 

What are people in this world like?  Mom’s buying sex toys with her practically newborn son.  The midwife uses fetish toys. Dad seriously drinks a lot of mom’s milk.  He better lay off some, soon, because I’m going to be needing more as I grow.

 

I do hope that having an adult’s mind as a baby doesn’t mean I’ll be psychologically messed up when I grow up.

 

I hope that seeing my mom buy sex toys doesn’t leave me psychologically messed up when I grow up.  ~sigh~

 

Mom buys some food, too, before we leave.  I recognize some of the foods! There’s lettuce, and cabbage, and apples, and pears, and grapes!  And some other fruits and vegetables that I doubt existed back on Earth. I mean… that one root vegetable there is shaped just a little bit like it has arms and legs, and someone tied a tiny cloth over the top of the root, just like they put a gag on a little root man!  Haha. Don’t tell me that’s mandrake. Scary. Vegetables in Otherworld are scary!

 

Oh.  As we leave the store, I notice that mom seems to be leaking just a little.  I try to cover the wet spot on her blouse with my baby hand. I mean, it’s not like anyone cares if a tiny baby grabs his mom’s breast.  I’m just a little baby.

 

“Oh, I was just thinking it was about time to feed you, and you’re hungry, aren’t you, Jon?” Marta says as she takes a seat on a bench out in front of the General Store.  She puts down her packages, and… OMG OMG OMG… she opens her blouse and starts feeding me! In public! There are people watching! I mean, yes, delicious, but… We’re in public!  What are you doing, mom!? Mmm, yeah, it really is best when it’s reached the point of leaking, but… nom… nom…  but Mom!  The shopkeeper is watching!  Actually, we’re gathering a crowd of men, and they’re whispering together.  I can hear you, guys!! Just a little, but I hear the names “Marta” and “Conner,” and “massive,” and someone just said that he can die a happy man, now!  I’m so embarrassed. Is mom weird? Is this just normal at this technological and cultural level? Is this whole world perverted?

 

Fine.  That’s enough diary for today.  I thought that maybe I’ll leave it going, since this seems like it might be a thing for this world, but I’m taking far too much mental damage.  Soon as we get home, I’ll be put down for a nap, and then I’ll probably wake up with wet pants again, yeah, you heard me, and then I’ll make weird baby sounds while I try to figure out how to talk properly, and then I’ll sleep, and then I’ll wake and sleep again.  See you tomorrow.

 

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A/N:  So, I got a follower!  This clearly called for a new chapter.  I'll try to keep more coming.  I wonder, though... what the hell am I writing?