Act II: New Life

Waking up amidst warm bodies in a massive bed really shocked me. One minute ago, I was gasping for my last ounce of air, bleeding to death with pieces of me smearing all over the road while being watched on by many, many horrid faces.

Now, only a minute later, I was lying in a warm bed, in a massive chamber, and everywhere my hands – fingers – ran was incredibly soft and elastic. Smooth skin! Girl's skin! Holy shit! Girls! Not one, but many! I had never touched a girl in my entire life let alone being so close to so many, so pardon me for being completely paralyzed.

The girls moaned softly in their sleep. Each cutely cuddled closer to my bare chest – my incredibly well-toned and muscular chest – for warmth and comfort. My eyes bulged out a little. If this was an anime or cartoon, my eyes would fall right out of their sockets at the wondrous sight. Luckily I didn't become blind and managed to take a look over my body. It wasn't my fat and stubby body. I got abs? Wow, I got abs! ABS! If this was some kind of heaven – or heck, even a delusional fantasy, I'll take it.

"Thank you, God," I prayed softly despite not all that religious. That was when I felt a mild electric shock rampaging through my body. That was weird, but it snapped my body out of its paralysis. My hands and fingers were free to move again along with the ability to examine all within their reach. I stared at the beautiful mounds that surrounded me – soft, elastic mounds. A pair was right next to my face, inviting me. Breasts! I wanted to touch them, feel their softness upon my fingertips. Fondle them until I lose all sensation. Hell! I wanted to stuff my face in them and suck on them, to see what they tasted like, but I feared that I might wake up from this wonderful dream if I did something so drastic.

I swallowed… swallowed hard and balled my hands while staring at the lovely beauties that surrounded me. Each of them was naked, covered only loosely by thin sheets. There at least half a dozen of them on this bed, with their hands and legs wrapping around me. And each slight movement they made allowed their smooth skin to brush against mine, suggestively, seductively. If I wasn't so frightened, I would have done what any boy my age would. Who the hell wouldn't?

Seriously, who the hell wouldn't?

Ah, fuck it. I only live once – actually I died and get to live again, I think? I wasn't really sure, but I wasn't going to miss such an opportunity when it presented before me. One of my hands reached out, fingers gently slide over the mound, following the smooth curve, letting the sensation sank into my sensor. Yes! I fondled one! I'm finally a man! A milestone in my virgin life!

My hand jerked back the moment the girl moaned. Did I wake her? The girl slowly opened her eyes and blinked slowly at me. Those feline eyes ensnared me. She had cat eyes! They glittered in the dark! She then closed them and squirmed slightly, shifting her body and breasts close to me as if she was teasing me. I gulped and froze for several minutes. I didn't notice it before, but each of the girls surrounded me had animalistic features. They had ears on top of their head, obscured by their hair, along with tails in their rear. This was some kind of furry harem!? Awesome! I wished morning would arrive soon so I could check each of them out in more details.

I honestly didn't want morning to come. I wanted this night to last forever. Sleeping here amongst these beauties was a dream to die for. And even with all the restrain, my hands wanted to latch themselves on those fleshy globs. Who was I to deny them – to deny me? My hand reached out and found something to hold onto once more.

"Ah, Master, please don't be so rough," the girl cooed hazily. "I'm still sore…"

Master!? Did I hear that right? She just called me master, right? Right!? Wait! What did she meant by sore? My mind was running miles an second before it clicked. It clicked again and again. While I had no recollection from more than several minutes ago, I knew there was only one real reason for the current situation. The knowledge came with a daunting realization. I frowned and retrieved my hands. My heart sank. This wasn't my life, but someone else's. I was here and not here. That was kind of depressing.

I simply lay there, perfectly still amongst erotic flesh, contemplating the reality of my current situation, until light began to streamed through the curtains, warming and brightening up the room. I sighed and untangled myself from the bed slowly and carefully. I didn't wish to wake any of them, but I realized my effort was rather pointless.

The moment I stepped onto the floor with a sheet wrapped around my waist, covering my indecency, each of the girls pulled themselves awake. They hastily got off the bed and practically kneeled around me, naked. The sight stunned and aroused me all the same. I gaped, thinking of what to say while my body reacted differently. Luckily, they spoke up first.

"Please forgive us, Master," they all said in unison, bowing their head deeply.

–!? What was there to forgive?

"I… forgive you," I decided to say before the awkward silence could linger any longer. Whatever they'd done wrong, I didn't really know. I had no memory before finding myself on the bed and in a body that wasn't mine to begin with. Strangely, even though I'd forgiven them, they remained kneeled. I frowned and pursed my lips. "Look at me."

They all did, raising their head only enough to do so. There was visibly fear in their anthropomorphic eyes. They were frightful in front of me? Why?

I wanted to ask, and so I did. "Why are you so fearful of me?"

None of them spoke up. Instead, they lowered their head, planting their gaze upon the floor. I reached out my hand, towards one of them, and her ears twitched. As my hand approached her head, she jerked slightly back and quivered in fright. Her behavior was enough for me to back away. She was terrified for reason beyond my knowledge. I feel that I could press the matter, learn more about the reasons behind her fear, but decided to leave it for now.

"Ahem," I coughed into my hand. I wondered if I was someone of important. Most likely I was, and with the way they were acting, I was also ruthless. Eh? I wanted to test out my theory. "Your Master needs a change of clothing. If you don't show me where I can change, there will be punishment."

I couldn't help but chuckled inwardly. It was actually amusing to see them all rushed towards side of the room and opened the door into the dressing room before repositioning themselves in two lines, four in each line, one line on each side of the doorway, awaiting for me to pass through, which I did with a thin smile.

The dressing room was simply massive, with space bigger than most modest family's home. Standing in from of a full size's mirror, I was able to examine my body in depth. Unlike my old body, which splatted against hard concrete and repainted the road in crimson shade, this new body was taller with muscular frame. I love it. I smiled and did some machos postures, accenting the muscles in my arms. And that was before I remember I was being watched by eight beauties.

I coughed and stared at them. They lowered their head in response. What was up with that? I shook my head lightly and checked the row of cabinets to see which attire suited my taste. There were many to choose from. I just picked one at random. A loosened grey shirt and jean suited my need. When fully dressed, I paid attention to the girls, who were still naked since their time in bed; in bed with me. That got my blood flowing to where it should. I could literally see everything, from their enormous breasts to their shapely rear.

I coughed again, trying to look away, but failed miserably. If I could steer my gaze and mind away from them, I was not a man. Their animalistic tails and ears really got my heart pumping. "Why… why aren't you dressed?"

They leered at each other for a good amount of time before I asked again – sternly. When one of them had the courage to speak up, I finally understood the reason why.

"By your order, we… aren't allowed to cover ourselves in your presence, Master," one of them spoke for the rest. Each of them held their head low. They weren't allowed to wear anything in front of me? What kind of request was that? But given their gifted features, I couldn't really blame myself, whoever I was before.

Something bugged me. Considering the size of the bedroom and its adjoining dressing room, the place I was in must be enormous, with countless servants and likely occasional guests. "What about others?"

The girl looked at each other as if they were exchanging questions. "What do you mean by others?"

"Other servants, people," I said. From their expression, I realized there were no other servants beside them. "What about guests?"

"There is currently no guest staying for the night, Master," one of them revealed. She seemed like she wanted to ask what was going with me, but refrained from doing so. I knew I was behaving strangely, but that could not be helped.

"Is that so," I said. "I changed my mind. I would like you all be dressed for breakfast."

No I wouldn't like that, but it would be very distracting.

Either that I tended to change my mind on frequent basis or that they wished to be clothed like normal people, the eight girls quickly dressed themselves in all style of clothing while I stood there, watching them. It was a quite a wonderful sight, and they did not ask me to turn away. They wouldn't dare, most likely.

In any case, life was good. I had to pinch myself half a dozen times throughout the viewing to make sure I wasn't dreaming or anything of sort.