I Reincarnated into a GOAT?

First Labor

I can feel myself beginning to drift off to sleep when Coral and the little girl crawl into bed with us. The child, perhaps a year old, is crying until she climbs on me, puts her little head on my chest, and falls asleep as she sucks her thumb. 

I am in cuteness overload, so is Coral, when ‘Buttercup’ crawls into my arms and is wrapped around the baby on my chest, placing her head next to the child. I am about to tell Coral to keep Amber busy so that she doesn’t witness another female sleeping on me, when she walks in the door. 

Like a man, I pretend to be asleep. I complete the image by snuggling into Coral’s body. I can feel Coral’s body as she holds in her laughter. I can also feel Amber tensing until she notices the wee small one in my hands. ‘Buttercup’ is wrapped around her so tightly that only her chubby leg and arm are shown. Amber crawls up on the bed, I swear I can feel her contemplating removing the Fae from “her” spot, then she snuggles on the other side of the baby. 

‘What the hell am I , some kind of mattress?’ 

Either I have gotten fatter, or my body has developed more. I have two grown-ass females sleeping on me, one of which is very pregnant, and one wee cute little baby. 

Damn, I am a badass. After completing Hell, or Ashehall....hmmm...AsheHell...I like that better. After completing the spell and eliminating the curse that caused us to be divided-my body once again evolved. 

I feel myself begin to drift off for real before I can do a full body check and see what has all occurred internally. The mirror will show me my physical changes.

***

So much smog, too many buildings, I can see my dad walking home from work. He’s a bit drunk as he makes his way to our house. 

I see my stepbitch mom waiting at the door for him, her frustrated look plastered on her face.

“The cops came again today to ask about the burglar. Dammit John!” Donna stomped her feet and went back into the house. I see my dad look up at the stars then back down.

I can hear him mumbling, something about him missing his wife and son. Something about him screwing up when he had her killed.

Something about Donna lying. 

Everything finally begins to click in place. My mom’s car wreck. They said she took too many of her migraine pills then drove. She’s not the one who took them, HE did it. Then when I texted I needed a ride, she came to get me. I thought I caused her death, but HE did. 

Then even worse, I called him dad years after. Then it clicks, I’m sleeping, this man has already killed me. 

I move out of the shadows, I can see my horns following me on the ground. So, I am really here I think as I move closer to John.

I know exactly when he notices my presence, it’s hard to miss when a muscular man that is capable of defending himself pisses his pants.

I don’t know how I got here, but I’m going to take full advantage of it. 

I grab him by the back of his neck and we walk into the house, following Donna’s disgusting smell. 

She is in the living room watching some crime show. My dad's weak senses can’t smell that she has been busy today. She’s so dirty, she didn't even bathe afterwards. I can smell at least four different men on her and in her. 

She begins to shake before I even make it inside the room. I drop my dad onto the couch next to her. Then I finally speak.

“Hi Dad, Donna. I missed you. Let’s play a game!” 

Donna is about to scream so I inject my poison into her neck, a minor slit with my nails has her bleeding but quiet as the venom does it’s job. Not only is she quiet, she can’t move either. 

John tries to stand but his legs give way, toppling to the floor at my feet. He sees my hooves and tries to scream, but when I grabbed his neck earlier I cursed him, making him mute. 

I don’t need any sounds to do as I want right now. I then placed a small little spell around the house, where all three family members died from the ‘burglar’ that night. I quickly adjust the time of events, not only is it a spell, but it also affects the timeline of events.

For all intents and purposes, they truly did die that night by the hands of some unknown burglar, who then burnt the house down. The cops and firemen only found three burnt and charred corpses. 

Then I proceed to that night, and enact everything I just cast. Making the spell a reality, as I become the unknown burglar and begin a night of debauchery as I peel flesh and tendons, first from Donna, then John. 

I then send them to Ashehell, their bloodied bodies broken, their spirits completely consumed by me. 

I will let my demons play with them for a few days or weeks...or months before I grant them their wish. 

Once I feel them in my dimension I feel myself going back as well.

When I wake up, the first thing I see is my little “Kali” looking down at me, her cute little face scrunched up in laughter and giggles.  I know I asked Coral to name her, but, after this event, I can’t think of a better name, the Hindu goddess of time, destruction, creation and power. 

A cuteness overload hits me right in the gut. She crawls over to Amber and begins to love on her extended belly, then in her gibberish begins to talk to them.

I wake Amber, Coral, Dawn, Zinnia, Violet, Aster, and Cayte up to watch the little Fae child. Their faces light up, as I am sure mine is, as we watch Kali talk to each of my pregnant brides. 

She stops at Dawn’s belly, the first of my brides to become pregnant. Her adorable expression changes to that of one listening and having a real conversation. Dawn and I look at each other. I watch as her expression changes to “ah, she is too adorable” to “ouch, my water just broke and it must have been caused by this little s**t talking to my curse!”

Yep, Kali, after talking with the little spawn, helped Dawn go into labor. My little demon was ready to be born.