When I woke up, everything was still in darkness.
Has that damn weirdo God deceived me? He told me that I would reincarnate in the body of an alternative version of me, who had died.
Lottery prize my ass! I fell for a scam.
When I tried to breathe, I couldn't. Something was suffocating me. Something wet and hot kept rubbing my face.
Strange, it somehow feels good.
I still couldn't feel my body, but my ears started to work little by little. I could hear a moan in the background, but the sound was still very muffled.
Was that a moan of pleasure?
As my hearing started coming back, the moans became clearer and clearer.
Yep, that was definitely a woman moaning. Wow, she was really enjoying something.
The moans matched the rhythm of whatever it was rubbing against my face. As that thing sped up, the moans sped up too.
And it was getting wetter and wetter.
Now my whole body was starting to come back. Everything still tingled, like I'd had no circulation for hours. But I could already feel certain parts very well.
Especially down near my groin. Something was rubbing me there, too.
Were those tongues? No, to be tongues, there'd have to be several. Could I really have several tongues licking me down there?
Wow, those were definitely tongues.
The way that thing just licked me, right on that little seam between… well, you know what! That had to be a tongue.
And damn, it felt amazing.
I could live there forever. But that wasn't gonna happen. I still hadn't managed to breathe, remember? I'd be out of air soon.
"Captain, he is ready for you."
After those words, I had a brief moment of hope. Light, I could finally see the light. Air was once again filling my lungs. But then something happened.
A loud scream, followed by a sudden squirt.
My first instinct was to defend myself, but when I saw where it was coming from...
I simply surrendered to that divine liquid. I allowed that celestial being to bathe me in her sacred fluids.
That was paradise — and it was only getting better.
That celestial being sat down in one swift motion, landing right on my groin.
The same hot, wet thing that moments ago had been keeping my lungs from getting air was now rubbing against a very different part of me.
Two massive melons bounced right in front of my face.
Her long, golden hair flew wildly in every direction, catching the candlelight that filled the room with a warm glow.
Now I could see the mouth behind those earlier moans, with those beautiful, plump lips.
Those two green eyes stared at me so intensely, as if asking, "Would you dare not to hold on until this goddess is satisfied?"
I had to focus because this would be a tough mission.
The goddess's hips moved with such mastery. Each motion felt like an impossible challenge. Soon, it was I who was moaning. And the goddess moaned with me.
Everyone in that room seemed to be against me.
While I struggled to keep my concentration, a multicolored selection of angels gathered around the goddess. The owners of those tongues that had been licking me earlier.
Now those same tongues explored her body, her neck, her breasts, her mouth.
I want that too.
One of the angels must have read my mind, because her tongue was already making its way to my mouth.
The goddess rose from the bed abruptly, without saying a word.
The angels quickly understood her will, they were soon guiding me into the position I was meant to take.
When I stood up, the sight before me was spectacular.
The goddess was already at the wall, hands pressed against it, her ass raised high, just waiting for me.
I could've spent hours just admiring that ass.
Just as I was at the door, ready to fulfill my role: "not there, the other hole."
The goddess was bold. I wouldn't complain.
I penetrated that tight hole. Her moans turned into screams.
Soon, all that could be heard was the sound of skin colliding with skin.
Now that the Goddess was against the wall, the angels started paying more attention to me.
My body had become their playground.
Their hands, their lips, their tongues. They roamed my body, exploring parts that even I didn't know about.
That had to be paradise.
How could there be anything more perfect than that?
It went on for minutes… maybe hours, I have no idea.
So many different positions, so many combinations of goddess, angels, and me, that I completely lost track of time.
The sound of skin slapping against skin still echoed in my mind. I had heard it so much that night, it felt like it had been etched into my eardrums.
When the goddess was finally satisfied, she stood up and left, taking the angels with her and leaving me alone in that dark room.
For a while, I just lay there, sprawled on the bed that still bore the marks of the epic battle we had just fought.
Only when my body started to cool down did I begin to understand what had happened.
The memories of the body I now inhabited began to blend with my own.
He was a younger version of me, and, as much as I hate to admit it, a better looking one too.
The poor guy had died suffocated between the goddess's thighs. I still can't say whether that was the best or the worst way to die.
The Goddess was, actually, the Captain of the order of the Valkyries. An order of knights formed only by women. And the angels were her subordinates.
The man whose body I now possessed was a gigolo, and the captain was his last client.
Well, she was his last client and my first, because now I was him.
My name now was Mathew, and I had been reincarnated in a fantasy world.
[Ding!]
[All conditions have been met]
[Host is ready to start the Sugar-Baby System]
And this is the story of how I became the richest man in the world with the help of my Sugar-Baby System.