New World

The first thing I smelt before opening my eyes was the smell of green grass which I thought was weird since why would grass be placed in a hospital room.

The least they could have done was place a few flowers by my bedside.

Probably one of Ben's tricks, I thought to myself right before I slowly and calmly opened my eyes only to jerk upright in instant shock.

I'm sitting on the ground with different heights of grass around me, but not too high for me to see my immediate environment.

The white clothes I had were dirt brown covered with patches on almost every side. It was completely strange, almost like the ones described in all those ancient books where there were inners and it was tied to my waist.

My shoes, my long hair were completely strange which I finally concluded was actually my hair after a couple of painful pulls.

"Where the hell am I? Is this a dream?" I thought to myself going as far as to pinch my arm a little to confirm, only to feel pain in response to my actions, without any other change.

Still, not seeing any other choice on what else to do I struggled to get on my feet, shocked at the slight thumping headache that accompanied me getting on my feet.

It was sharp and intense.

I lifted up my hands to my head to touch it only to smell a familiar metallic scent of blood that I was all too familiar with.

"I'm bleeding…" I thought, touching the tender back of my head where most of the already drying blood pool together.

I Lifted my eyes to look at the brightly shining sun in the sky only to do a double take in slight shock, the moment I looked up and saw a blazing pure red sun, compared to the yellow I was used it.

In that singular second as I stared at the red sun in  a completely dazed fashion, I realized that I was no longer in the world I was used to.

The smell, and the feeling of heat I felt as I raised both hands up to block my gaze from the sun was all too real. 

The air whooshing through the nape of my naked, the slightly tight shoes I wore on my feet, the continuous thumping in my head was enough for me to realize that going against logic like the transmigration books I had previously read, I might have actually entered another world.

"Well…the sooner I receive the so called memories the better," I muttered under my breath, realizing that if my soul was there, then the original soul had to have died somehow, considering the amount of blood I spotted on the floor I had been lying on.

Still, I needed to confirm that I was indeed in another body, even after confirming that the world was definitely not earth.

Dusting the old and slightly tattered robe I wore to the best of my ability, I looked around and instantly picked no direction in particular, only following the footpaths on the ground that I could slightly make out.

I hadn't walked for long when I suddenly began to hear noises from my left loud enough to catch my attention especially since they weren't being particularly low.

"Slowly Canita. There're a lot of straps to untangle," 

"I can't help it Goran. Siphoning almost all his soul power has extremely turned me on. I feel like I'm bursting full with energy," The female said as I watched her dos her best to help the guy unbuckle the straps that held her skimpy top together.

"Are you really going to talk about that powerless fool called Caen in my presence? Moreover, I'm pretty sure you took all his soul power. He's probably dead," The man carefully unraveling the top of the women said, as I watched them both carefully, with my forehead slightly scrunched up in confusion the second I heard the name "Caen".

Isn't that the name of the slave -like main character in my book? I wondered if indeed he was possibly dead since he came across a lot of such death inducing moments.

I was still staring, waiting impatiently for the guy in front of me to finally stop dilly-dallying and take off the top he was fiddling with, when I suddenly caught the color of my hair, as I sharply turned my head to the right.

The blonde color of my hair instantly shocked me and completely distracted me from the scene in front of me as I instantly remembered the color of the main character's hair in my book, one that was completely uncommon in his world.

"It can't be…" I gasped aloud with blatant shock on my face, one that only softened when I finally watched the guy called Goren pull apart the top of Canita, to reveal the two soft lumpy breasts that bounced out in view.

"Beautiful …" he sighed and I couldn't help but lightly nod when agreement from where I stood peeping through the bush as I watched her seat on a rock while he got on his knees with a reverent expression on his face.

His tongue shot out, and licked her right nipples, hard enough for me to hear a soft "plop" of it being sucked into his mouth right after, even as he gently moved his right hand to her right nipples to pinch the already red and hard nub.

"Haaa…not bad," she sighed in pleasure, her head knocked back as she thrusted her chest forward giving him express permission to continue.

Even as he sucked and licked it, I could see a very tiny red like aura, at the tips of her nipples every time he placed his lips against them and sucked them hard.

I wondered what it was, but still my attention was more on her hefty boobs which he seemed to squeeze even tighter and harder with more seconds that went by, almost like he was trying to squeeze something out of them.

"You know this would be faster if you allow me to go in…" he suddenly said, stopping his sucking movements as he simply kneaded her breasts together, and gazed into her misty pleasure filled eyes.

"Really? What then would happen if you cum first? I'm not interested in stealing the little energy you have, Goran, so you might as well take what I give you," Canita replied with a slight expression of scorn on her face, before pointing at her breasts, shaking them a little to draw Goran's attention back to them.