The Icon

1983/ California/Los Angeles.

"ugh....w....wha...what happened." I said waking up, only to immediately smell a stench I'm all to familiar with which is sex.

"What the fuck wasn't I running from the police" I thought while waking up fully and looked to my left and seen a beautiful thick chocolate skinned woman.

I sighed and leaned up on the bed while feeling something heavy and slimy pressing against my little brother and looked down and seen a naked biracial woman was asleep with her face planted in my crotch area while drooling on my little brother.

"Ok what the fuck is going on." I said while looking around the bed and seen 5 woman asleep and noticed I was actually in the center of the king sized bed.

While I was wondering what was happening memories suddenly poured into my mind making me rub my head from the headache.

"So I died from getting shot by the police and transmigrated into a 25 year old black man named Amenadiel Elias Jackson" i thought while laying back on the bed, only for a beautiful Petite white girl to put her head on my chest and wrap her arms and legs around me, using me as a body pillow.

I stared at the beautiful small woman who was obviously around 5'0 who was now laying on top of me and chuckled while thinking "but how did the former owner bag all these beauties"

I closed my eyes concentrateing and started looking through the new set of memories of the former owner and found out that he is actually a complete nobody who is involved with the underworld and is in debt of 500,789 dollars to a Mafia family because he messed up an important drug deal to another Mafia family and let's not forget the dormer owner was also a druggie to and had a thing for cocaine and heroin and the reason he's in bed with all these woman Is because they are druggies to, so he was basically fucking them while getting high with them and also slept around with woman of all types even married women.

I sighed and moved the short woman off of me because as much as I enjoy a small thick very petite woman I have more important things to worry about.

I got up from the bed while looking at it and seen a lot of gooey white stuff and laughed a little while going towards the mirror while making sure not to step on other 5 Women asleep on the floor that was also wet from the former owner's debauchery.

I arrived at the mirror and seen a very handsome chocolate skinned naked man with a diamond shaped face with russet brown eyes, dark brown shoulder length curly hair that almost looks black, slim muscular body, and 6'0 in height With bow legs.

While I was to busy checking myself out in the mirror like any man would my eyes darted down to my little brother who is standing proudly and seen it was about 10 Inches Which made my face turn Sour and thought "How did these woman take this they must have loose pussies or something"

"But what is really irking my nerves right now is that the former owner is a full package of what all men want which is to be good looking with a big dick and of course have alot of money but the former owner doesn't have money and is 25 years old which means he wasted half his fucking life away with this type of life he was living" i thought again with a pissed face.

I took 3 deep breaths calming myself down and made my way back to the bed while making sure to maneuver around the woman and sat down on it while thinking about what I should do now since I'm in dept which is not gonna be easy to make money to pay it off and from my memories it's currently 1983 so i can say it might be a little easy since I have knowledge of the future but I'm not gonna put my complete faith in it.

"Wait a fucking minute." I said out loud immediately and started going through the former owners memories again, only to find out that my new father happens to be Luther Jackson who had the former owner at 23 years old and is the brother of Joe Jackson who is Micheal Jackson's father which means Luther Jackson is his uncle Which also means I'm his cousin.

I stared at the wall with a deadpan look and said "Are you fucking serious right now how did I miss this important piece of information while going through the former owner's memories."

I sighed again while looking down at a beautiful asian woman who is asleep by my foot with alot of gooey white stuff on her face which is obviously cum and thought "The former owner sure has high sex drive Which I can say for certain because my new little brother is still standing with pride."

And just as I was busy thinking about the beautiful woman around me I quickly shifted my mindset back to the topic at hand since it's more important than these woman who I probably won't ever see again after I leave this room that looks like a hotel room.

"Ok from the former owners memories I'm in Los Angeles in 1983 which means absolutely nothing because the former owner has no fucking redeeming qualities he can't sing and dance like the rest of the Jackson's and he obviously can't act he already tried that and didn't make it and he can't write books even when he had a teacher who was an experienced writer when he was a kid who didn't even bother to lie to his face and said he was talentless" i thought while sighing, only for the stench of the room to assault my nose again making me cover my nose.

I looked around the room for my clothes and seen they where on a chair and got up from the bed to go get them while thinking "i need to take a shower then leave"

I grabbed my clothes and went straight to the bathroom while making sure to maneuver around the woman.

I went into the bathroom and closed and locked the door behind myself and sat my clothes down on the toilet and turned the shower own and got in the tub.

While I was in the shower letting the water run on my head and body I was thinking about my past life about how shitty it was with all the gangs and running from the police which obviously sounds fun but if you experience it first hand and getting shot at the the same time you would immediately rethink what you considered to be fun.

"I hope this li..." I said, only to be cut off.

[DING!]

"what the hell" I said while looking at the screen in front of me.

[Hello Daniel Brown my Name is ROB and I would like to apologize for the accidental death that happened to you with the police officer in your past life you where actually not supposed to get shot and we're supposed to deliver the drugs successfully and get promoted but due to me throwing my Tv remote at my TV it fell down to earth and transformed into a rock and hit the police officer Which in turn made him pull the trigger and shoot you in the head and because of this I will offer you 2 Wishes as an Apology for my mistake and don't wish for anything big in the world your In because it has no supernatural abilities or anything fantasy related in it, it is real life ]

"So I only get two wishes I might as well get unlimited wishes." I said feeling some type of way while reading the system panel and running my hands through my hair.

[DING!]

[Wish 1: .....]

[Wish 2: .....]

I stared at the wishes and thought for a moment and said with complicatd eyes "What should I wish for."

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THE END...

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