2 Rebirth

Xzavier woke up confused, certain that he had died, so he pinched his skin to see whether he had been dreaming.

"I can feel myself, but I'm not in pain, which is odd." Xzavier thought as he looked around the room and noticed that he was in a bedroom, which was unusual since he should be in a hospital.

He kept glancing around the room, which consisted of merely a bed, a wooden nightstand with a lamp, and a dresser across the room with a tv mounted above it.

"Now that I've noticed it, I feel as light as a feather, but there's a weight on my chest that doesn't seem to be hindering my movement." Xzavier thought as he looked down at his chest.

What he found was two bountiful mounds.

"B-breasts?"

Two soft and slender arms with a beautiful pinkish white appeared in his vision as he looked at them.

He felt long hair brush against his back and caught a strand with his slender hand, bringing it in front of his face, where he noticed it was black and felt soft and silky.

"Having breasts, silky smooth hair, and soft, slender arms. Wait, doesn't that mean I have?" Xzavier said softly as he reached between his legs and felt nothing where his crotch was.

"So it's true. I've been reborn as a girl." Xzavier thought as she rose up with difficulty since she wasn't used to this body, but what struck her as strange was the fact that she still felt as light as a feather, as did her breasts, which should have been heavy based on their size.

Xzavier walked into the door to the right of her bed, which she assumed was the bathroom, and checked herself in the mirror.

What she saw in the mirror was no longer her typical masculine self, but a stunning woman standing at a height of approximately 5 feet 3 inches.

She had a slender and elegant figure, large breasts, dressed in contour black seamless leggings with a black crop top that had a wide cleavage, long black hair that reached her waist, a lovely, yet cute face, and breathtakingly beautiful crimson eyes.

"Isn't this the woman I saw standing on the light pole before I died, who gave me the impression she was the killer, therefore I was reborn as my killer, a flawless beauty?" Xzavier pondered this as she held her head in her hands.

[It appears that you have woken up my little Ayla.] a beautiful woman said who was dressed in very erotic clothes with horns, tails, and a tail with a heart at the tip appeared in front of me on a holographic screen.

"Who are you? You appear to be a succubus." Xzavier, who now goes by Ayla, inquired since she resembles one.

[I'm shocked you didn't consider this as a dream or something, but you even guessed my race.] The Succubus said as a delighted grin came on her face.

"Who are you?" Ayla inquired since she had not yet answered her question.

[I'm Cynthia, your wife, and I'm the Goddess of Chaos, Darkness, Pleasure, and Destruction.] Cynthia said, her face bright and endearing.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Ayla said, with a puzzled expression on her face.

[I forgot to transfer her soul memories to you, so I'll do it now.] Cynthia said with a snap of her index finger.

*Snap!

The memories of the one who had lived in this body before began to pour into Ayla's mind almost instantly, as she had quickly learned everything there was to know about the previous owner of her new body.

"So I'm a Black Dragon, but my parents wanted a twilight dragon, which they didn't get, so they brought me to the brink of death and left me to die, but you saved my life, taught me magic, and sent me on assassination missions, which eventually made you fall in love with me. Is that what happened?" Ayla queried, her face solemn.

[Yes, but that look in your eyes is making me wet.] Cynthia said with a flush on her cheeks.

"I can see why she gave you the cold shoulder." Ayla said as she sighed and face palmed.

[Why are you siding with her when she treated me badly?] Cynthia pouted, her arms folded.

"So, since I'm in her body, where did she go?" Ayla asked with a curious look.

[Since your soul fused with hers, she died, leaving you as the owner of her soul and body, which is why you are able to have her memories.] Cynthia said, with a smile on her face.

"She treated you inhumanely, so you devised a plan to kill her and replace her with someone similar but more human, right?" Ayla inquired since she didn't see the sense in her death.

[She tormented my poor little soul.] Cynthia replied, her eyes welling up with tears.

"How can she torment you when you're a goddess, one of the most powerful and influential, and you get assassination requests from other gods and species across billions of worlds?" Ayla inquired since she knew she wouldn't be able to refuse it.

[You win, but even if I have to wait millions of years, I'll still win your heart.] Cynthia stated with a look of eagerness on her face.

"I'm good." Ayla said as she exited the bathroom and turned on the TV in the room.

[Breaking News]

"A 15 year old named Xzavier Resnik was killed at 2:50pm thei afternoon with the murderer being his friend, Jack Williams." A female newscaster said as gruesome images appeared on screen.