Introduction

The story is about my reincarnation in TMKOC, but it takes place in a different era than the one shown in the series.

As soon as I die, I am transported to TMKOC world, my soul is thrown out from the soul storage room where all the souls are waiting for their next rebirth. All the souls are sleeping here, except for me.

"Where is this place?" I ask a man sitting behind the desk.

"You are in the Soul Storage Room. Where all the souls are sleeping and waiting for their turn to be reborn."

"Can you tell me when I'll be reborn?"

"That depends on the god," he said as he picks up another soul and throws it to a newborn baby. "It depends on whether your soul is useful or not."

"Useful? What do you mean by useful?"

"Well, your soul must be useful enough for God to make you a great hero or villain in a story."

"But I'm not interested in that. I just want a normal life and normal parents."

"Normal?" He raises an eyebrow. "God only wants useful people, not useless ones like you."

"I see. So, what will happen to me now?"

"I'll have to throw you away for good."

"Wait, don't! Please don't do that! I'll do anything!"

"Anything, huh? That's interesting. Let me think about it," he said while stroking his chin. "Ah-ha! I got an idea!"

"Y-yes?" I asked with anticipation.

"How about rebirthing you to a father who has a small business and a mother who is a housewife? Will you accept this life?"

"Yes, yes! Please!" I said excitedly.

"Good! But before that, you have to promise me something."

"Yes! I'll promise you anything!"

"What?" I asked curiously.

"Promise me that you'll never make a mistake in this life." He said with a serious tone.

"Never make a mistake? How is that possible?"

"Well, this will be your first life since your soul's creation, and making mistakes will only lead you to hell," he said with an ominous tone.

"I see... And if I make a mistake?"

"If you do... You will die instantly and return to hell. Understand?"

"Understand." I nodded my head.

"Then, let us proceed." He smiles. "But remember, making a mistake is the last thing you want to do."

"Y-yes, I understand."

"Good. So, let us start," he said. Then, he pulls out a black book and flips through it until he reaches the right page.

"There it is. Tapu, the 20-year-old son of a businessman named Jethalal Gada in a place called Gokuldham society," he said. "You can take over his life, but you can't do anything that he couldn't do in his previous life." He warns me. "If you make a mistake, you will die."

"I'll make sure not to." I nod my head.

"Then let's do this!" He smiles as he points his hands at me. Then, a bright light filled the room, and I felt my consciousness moving away from the room and towards Gokuldham.

As soon as I arrived in Gokuldham, I find myself in the house of Jetha Lal and his family.

My new mother was Daya, a beautiful woman in her 30s. She was a homemaker. My new father was Jethalal, a fat balding man in his 40s. He owned a small electronic shop near the society.

Then there's me, Tapu. I'm 6 feet 5 inches tall with a muscular body and 15-inch cock with giant balls.

I have just graduated from college and now working under my dad's electronic shop. The shop was not big, but my dad had always dreamed of making it bigger. He wanted to open a chain of electronic shops all over Mumbai.

"Good morning!" I greeted as soon as I woke up and found my parents in the kitchen.

"Good morning, beta," my father said with a smile on his face. "Come and help us make breakfast."

"Yes, beta." My mother nodded as she handed me the roti-making stick. "Make some rotis for us."

"Yes," I said with a smile as I took the stick from her hands. Then, I started making rotis for my parents as they started preparing other dishes.

As I made the rotis, my eyes couldn't help but stare at their bodies. Both of them were sexy in their own ways. My father had a beer belly and man-boobs, while my mother was curvy with thick thighs and big boobs. And I can feel their lust for each other from their touches and stares.

"I hope you don't mind if we go at it again, right after breakfast." My mother blushed as she stared at my father.

"Not at all. In fact, I'm eager to see it." I grinned.

"Thank goodness, beta!" My mother sighed with relief. "We thought you wouldn't approve of us going at it while you're at home."

"No, why wouldn't I?" I asked in confusion.

"Because... Because we're your parents." My father stuttered. "And we shouldn't act like this in front of you."

"Oh, I see. That's sweet of you to think that way," I said with a warm smile. "But that's fine with me. In fact, seeing you guys go at it can get me off."

"I see." My mother and father stared at each other with a confused expression on their face.

"Now, let's finish our breakfast," I said as I finished making the rotis.

"Ah-ha, yes!" My father laughed as he picked up his plate and started eating the breakfast.

As my father started eating, my mother picked up a cup of hot tea and poured it on my father's pants.

"Aaahh!" My father shouted as he jumped from his seat. "Why the hell did you do that?"

"You stupid fool," my mother said with anger in her voice. "How could you forget the anniversary?"

"Anniversary? Ah-ha! Of course! Today is our anniversary!" He exclaimed as he realized his mistake. "I'll make it up to you. Just give me time."

"You stupid fool!" She slapped him hard on his cheek. "I want you to leave this house and go to your shop!"

"Yes! Yes! I'll leave!" My father screamed as he ran out of the house.

"Don't come back before the evening." My mother shouted as my father ran out of the house with his pants still wet.

"Well, that was something!" I laughed.

"Yes. He always does things like this." She sighed.

"I see." I nodded my head. "Then why didn't you remind him?"

"Because he should remember it himself." She said with determination in her voice.

"I see." I smiled warmly at her. "Well, can I ask for something?"