Chapter 11

The face inside

So like…. You know how sometimes you'll be jerking off. And you'll have your phone in one hand and your member in the other. Well, sometimes my mom would call in the middle of it and her face would pop up on the screen…… Does that mean that for a second I jerked off to my mom?

Just so you know. I got rid of the contact picture after the thirteenth time it happened. Probably should of done it sooner but I kept forgetting.

I wanted to ask Luca about it, but then remembered she was a minor, and that sort of thing could get me in trouble.

I wish Fish was here. That guy was a true man of culture. As much as he annoyed me. He was the only guy that understood the finer things in life.

Like tsunderes, or stuck in a wall scenarios. I miss the internet. There's something powerful about being able to look up anything just by asking your phone.

Just today there was so many instances where I wanted to Google something only to realize I no longer had my phone. Like how long is a penis on average, or how to torture war criminals. The one I was most curious about was. How to make your cat stop licking you.

Phones exist in this world. At least in the game plot they did. Purple mist was never an item but it's still real in this world. Though I felt like finding a phone would be akin to finding a twenty year old virgin girl. Not impossible just really rare.

I looked over to the dizzy mage. She’d been sitting on her bed with the covers over her legs. I was on the other side.

Getting under the covers would be weird so I stayed on top. Her bed was a queen. It was actually kind of difficult to climb. It wasn’t as comfortable as my bed, but at least it wasn’t shrieking at me.

Out of boredom I started making popping sounds with my mouth. After a bit Luca joined in. Was pop cat still a thing? When was the last time I saw a pop cat meme. It’s been a while.

I love cats. There so soft and fluffy and they make the cutest sounds. Shadow didn’t count. She wasn’t cute. She was mean and evil and crazy. My apartment doesn’t allow pets. Such a shame. Oh! One time Shadow told me about how she beat up some lady at the park for trying to discipline her son. That didn’t sound cute. What was I talking about again?

Uh, I’m so bored! I wanna go to bed. Maybe I’ll wake up back home or in a hospital. It only made sense when you realize I’ve probably been tripping balls the whole time. Not the worst trip I’ve had.

The worst trip I ever went through had to be the time I got transported to that one world. Where people wore silly hats. I got married, killed a guy, became their king, got over thrown, lead the resistance, killed the new king, disbanded the kingdom, got my wife killed, went on a revenge killing spree, and then retired to beach front property. Where I spent my days fishing in the ocean.

That was until my zombafied dead wife dragged me under and drowned me for supposedly cheating on her with that nest of orc girls. I told her it was the only way I was getting out of there but she was all like. “I can’t believe you!”

Our wedding vows were till death do us part not eternity. And after I killed all those people in her name to. All those dead bodies I hanged up in trees meant nothing to her. She wanted more. She wanted a grave and for me to bury her in the Sakura forest. Where she dreamed of going as a little girl but never got the chance. She was crazy. That place would take like a year to get to on foot.

Her body would of fallen apart by then. What was I supposed to do carry a bag of bones. I offered to cremate her and spread her ashes there, but she was all like. “No! I have to be buried!” Then she sunk my ship and dragged me to the bottom . She was all like “kill us! Kill us both!”

Anyway several years passed. The world was at peace. There were no more race wars. Women, gay, and trans rights were all brought up to standard, and to top it all off a new sustainable clean burning energy was developed. I came back as a zombie and started the zombie apocalypse. Its crazy how quickly all that equality stuff goes out the window when a zombie is eating your face. Think mad max but with undead riding motorcycles.

I actually didn’t mind that part. Did you know that humans taste like veal. Cause I didn’t. I was expecting them to be chicken flavored. Pork flavored I would accept but beef! That I was not expecting. It totally threw me off. Are humans really descendants of monkeys or are they descendants of cows?

I could be a cow. I’d be a grate cow. The best even. No, no, don’t get crazy now Isaac. bring it back. I’d be an adequate cow. Yes, that! People would come from miles away just to taste my milk….. that came out wrong. How come you never see a male cow? Can cows only be female? Unless male cows are just bulls…. but then why call them bulls?

It’s probably like how there are dear and bucks. Dad killed a buck once. He said he would take me and my brother out hunting for the weekend. We spent most of our time trying not to die of hypothermia. I wanted to hold a gun but my dad didn’t let me because the one time I did hold it he saw the barrel and freaked out.

Anyway he ended up hitting a buck with his truck on the way back home. It was awesome. Dam thing broke the windshield and almost killed me. It was mostly on my side and somehow it’s antlers missed me entirely. I was so lucky. Surprisingly I’ve seen death way more times than a normal person should.

Like that time I almost got hit by a truck or like when mom left me out in the snow without clothes. There was also that one time when I tried to jump off…… yeah.

I looked back to Luca. She was staring at the wall. The light in the room was dim. Her room wasn’t all that elaborate. The curtains were black with a light blue glow to them. There was a dark oak dresser with a mirror attached. On it was a magical skull. Something told me the items in her room gave magic based buffs. Our light source was a magic lamp. It hung from the ceiling and gave a bluish white glow.

It didn’t look like a lamp. It was like a white orb floating mid air. The thing wasn’t actually attached to anything. I wonder if it’s portable.

Actually, more importantly I was wondering when Luca’s gonna say something. We’ve been sitting here for over five minutes making popping sounds. I’m so sleepy. Last thing I want is to fall asleep here. Shadow would probably kill me if she found out.

I don’t actually like being here. I’m a thirty-nine year old man sitting on the bed of a teenage girl. Not only that, but she’s in the room with me and the door is closed. I was so screwed!

Being a man sucks! I have to be careful otherwise they’ll label me as a predator. Like when I was asked to pick up my niece from school and the teachers wouldn’t let her come home with me. They even threatened to call the cops even after the kid identified me as her uncle and hugged me….. Especially after she hugged me.

Well to be fair uncle is used very loosely, and the person doesn’t necessarily have to be related to be called an uncle. Often times the term is used to describe a mother’s boyfriend, or family friends.

I wasn’t dealing with that so I left. My sister was so pissed at me. What was I supposed to do! Beat up the teacher and take lil Alley away! I’d have a cop with his knee in my back before I even left the premises!

I looked to Luca again wondering when she would tell me what she needed help with. She looked nervous. Why was she nervous! I’m the one that should be nervous! I was nervous but she looked like I’d done something horrible to her! I feel like such a creep.

I wonder if Mantis ever feels this way. What if I had him wrong and really he was like me when I tried to pick Alley up from school. No, what am I saying that dudes a pedo for sure.

It sucks that I can be so easily put in the same category as him. Honestly there was nothing I could do but cover my ass and stay the hell away from situations like…. the one I’m currently in. Shit.

I wanted to leave the door open but Luca closed it herself meaning what she wanted to say was private. I just wish she’d hurry up.

I noticed the de-buff under her health bar. It wasn’t the same as the drunk one. This one looked like a man hunched over holding his head……. Hangover?

I've actually been meaning to try something. I reached out with my hand and hit cleanse on my hot bar. I originally had it ready so I wouldn’t have to take a shower, but that didn’t pan out.

My hand glowed with a bluish white light. This wasn’t like before where there was a pull. It was more like something was being pushed through me. The power came through my chest and out of my hand. The amount of energy being used was way more than what was being drained from my focus bar. I wonder what that meant?

Luca was a bit startled. “chief!” She closed her eyes and opened them once the light had finished washing over her.

I happen to know that the cleanse sacred art felt like a cold shower. I should of warned her but was more interested in the effects.

Just like I was expecting the de-buff was gone. “How do you feel?” She glared at me in annoyance. Then her face changed to disbelief. It was like she’d been constipated and finally managed to squeeze something out.

“What was that? My head doesn’t hurt anymore. I don’t feel all gross and sweaty either.” She finally smiled. That was a nice change to the gloomy mage.

I let out a yawn. “y-ah-yeah. That was cleanse. I wasn’t sure if it would work or not. Good to know.” I felt like curling up into a ball and sleeping for ten-thousand years.

Screw it the beds big enough for more than two people. As long as I stay way on this side it’ll be fine. No one can hurt me while I sleep. That would be rude.

On second thought, I couldn’t do that. That would destroy any reputation I have. Which wasn’t a lot but it would definitely paint me in a bad way. Can’t escape the male stigma no matter what world you go to, or what body you end up in. I just have to hold on till Luca tells me what she wants.

She started to stare at the covers now. Yeah screw it. I couldn’t do this any longer. I wanted to sound more concerned, but I ended up coming off as annoyed. “Why am I here? You said you needed something.” And just like that she started crying. Grate.

I pulled the pin on the grenade and found it superglued to my hand. How do I deal with a crying teen. Do I hit her so she has something to cry about. No, that’s moms method.

What did dad do. He would call me a pussy and make fun of me. Yeah…. that’s a no. What did I want when I cried. Back then I didn't cry. Crying only made things worse.

Well…… when I wanted to cry I wanted some form of comfort. At least at first I did. When ever I searched for it. Mom would beat me for annoying her. This was all after dad’s death. What did she do before then. Coddle me.

Maybe I should go get Shadow. I feel like she had a normal childhood. She was also a girl once. I’m sure she’s better at this sort of stuff. However, Luca did ask for me. Was that intentional?

What if she’s also fighting with Shadow? Maybe I should ask her if she wants her instead. “Luca I’m not very good at this kind of stuff. Do you want me to get Shadow?” Luca shook her head and started to hug her knees.

Well, I asked. That’s one way of covering my ass. It wasn’t enough though. What do I do? Why me? I’m not the guy for this. I can barely keep myself together.

What was she expecting from me? What kind of problems could a teenage girl even have? I did do this for Shadow this morning, but I actually knew what was wrong with her. I guess I could start there.

I looked around the room trying to think. I could get in a lot of trouble for being here, but Luca is crying and I can’t just walk away. I don’t like seeing her cry. She’s way to cute for that.

Reluctantly I said “Okay. Tell me what’s wrong kiddo.” She cried a little harder then tried to speak only for it to come out as a cacophony of whiney noise. This is the language of whales! I don’t speak whale! What am I supposed to do here!

I tried doing my best whale sound but she didn’t understand me. She cried angrily at me. Crap! I probably sounded like I was making fun of her. Don’t freak out. What do I wish for when I’m hurt and vulnerable?

There was this weird feeling. Almost like my subconscious was answering me. The only thing I could do was…. I sighed. There was a total of sixty feet between us so I started crawling over. Once next to her I opened my arms and gave her a hug.

“It’s okay. Cry all you want. I’ll stay till you feel better.” She started to cry harder and more or less tackled me over. A minute later we found a fairly comfortable position.

We were both laying on our sides. She had her face buried in my chest and I was slowly stroking her head. It was a little awkward, but better than me trying to hold her.

With my tiny body I couldn’t even touch my fingers behind her back. Poor Luca. She really was just a kid. I found it fun to play with her cowlick. No matter how many times I tried to smush it down. The thing would pop back up like a spring.

*BOING*

I almost let out “I see your happy to see me." Which would have been totally inappropriate to say to a kid.

Eventually her crying devolved into sniffles. This seemed like the right time to figure out what was wrong. “Alright, why don’t you tell me what’s bothering you.” She moved her head back and looked up at me. Her face was wet and her frown attacked my heart.

“I….. before……” she sobbed then shook her head. “last night…… I had a fight with mom and dad.” Her eyes looked away from me. “They didn’t want me staying with my friend for the weekend, because they said I was to young to be left alone. My friend’s parents wouldn’t be home and they were gonna leave her home by herself.” She sobbed. “So I got mad because they treat me like a kid all the time.” She sobbed a bit more. I ran my hand along her arm and the other over her head. Her hair was soft like mine.

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The crying mage continued. “I said really awful things and then I ran to my room. My brother….. he tried to calm me down but I got mad at him to, and now I cant take it back! I cant tell them I’m sorry!” She cried even louder than before. This is what was bothering her the most.

I was under the impression that it was over but there was more. “I think they hate me. I can’t say I’m sorry because I’m here. In this world.” She started sobbing again and new tears began to trickle down her face.

Was that all. What a trivial thing to cry about….. well….. I was one to talk. I ran my hand over her head. Geez, if she had to deal with the stuff I do. Man, she wouldn’t make it…. But that didn't matter. It didn't matter how trivial her plight was. Just because someone is suffering more than you doesn’t mean your not suffering.

*BUZZ*

I still felt sick. I almost screamed but I held my tongue. I wanted to break down along side her but I couldn’t. I needed something to ground me. I thought back to something in my past. It was always there when I needed it. As if answering my call a memory of my dad flashed through my mind.

I was around six at the time and my dad was driving me home from school. I got to ride in the cop car.

Dad’s partner was there. Officer Davidson. Dad was on duty and he wasn’t supposed to be picking me up, but he felt like surprising me.

There was a call for back up. Officer down. It was a guy held up in his house shooting at cops. My dad decided it would be a grate idea to show me what he did for work, so he turned the siren on and started driving like an asshole.

That day I watched my dad break a door down and drag a dead body out into the yard. It was so cool.

I always thought it was amazing how dad wasn’t scared of the guy. To me dad was my hero. Later that night I was playing with my match box cars on the porch and dad was watching me. He had a beer in his hand like usual.

I say watching me, but actually dad drank most nights on that porch. It was always saturated with beer cans and cigarette buds. Really, it was more like I wanted to hang out with him.

That night I asked dad how come he’s never scared. He decides to turn it into a lesson. Even now the words of my dad echoed through my head. “A man isn’t someone that picks fights. He’s not someone that treats women badly. His not an asshole. A man is someone that stays strong. That doesn’t fall apart when shit hits the fan. That doesn’t complain no matter how bad his life sucks. You know why that is kid?”

I gave my dad a head shake. “It’s so that his loved ones won’t be afraid. So that when the world shakes they have someone to hold on to.” I felt so proud of my dad that day. “But dad. Don't you get scared?” My dad smiled at me. “Yeah… sometimes…. But you'll never know when.” He then ruffled my hair.

I’ll be strong to. I’ll stand in the front lines and laugh at death as it’s scythe misses my neck. I’ll bend the world to my will and I’ll do it with a smile on my face because I want to be just like my dad. My hero.

I let out a laugh to Luca’s horror.

“Chief! Why are you laughing!” She cried. “You’re the worst!” I felt her small fists lightly bump against my chest.

“Sorry Luca. I wasn’t laughing at you. Don’t worry. Your gonna be okay.” She looked angry like a frustrated child.

“Your family doesn’t hate you. They will love you no matter what you say to them. When you get back home. You’d better run to them and hug them.” She cried more.

“Are” *sob* “Are you sure? I called mom a basic bitch. I also said dad had no balls cause he agrees with everything that mom says. Oh, and my brother. I told him he was fugly and that’s why he couldn’t get a girlfriend.” *sob*

That was pretty bad. Kids these days have no respect. “Just because they might be mad at you doesn’t mean they don’t love you. Also you need to be nicer to them. They’re your family. The people most likely to help you bury a body. They also happen to be the people most likely to kill you.” She quieted down after that, and snuggled up against my chest.

“What if we never make it home?” Her voice was muffled by my clothes.

“Don’t worry about that. Leave it to me. I promise I’ll take you home.” I patted her head. As soon as I said those words the weight on my shoulders increased. I felt like I was digging a hole I’d never be able to get out of.

“You’ll stay the night. Right chief?” I could feel her nuzzling against me.

If I say no she’ll probably just force me to stay here by locking me into a death hug. I wasn’t actually sure which one of us was physically stronger. I knew Shadow and I were almost the same. I had more stat points but her ratio was higher.

Besides, leaving would probably make her cry again. “I’ll stay.” I patted her head. I feel like this should be reversed.

“Thank you.”

Time passed us by. In no time I heard her soft snores. They weren’t the noisy snores of my wife but the soft breathing of a peacefully sleeping child. Luca was really cute when she slept. If we don’t make it back I’ll totally adopt her.

Well, it was time I slip away. I know I told her I’d stay but my plan was to leave once she fell asleep.

Slowly I slipped away from her. She wasn’t hugging me so it was easy. At most she had been pressed up against me. I felt kind of bad. She didn’t hug me because she trusted me not to run away.

I made my way over to her side of the bed. Reaching in my inventory I pulled out Snowball. I tried to be as sneaky as possible and managed to slip Snowball between her arms. She let out a strange sound. Then smiled firmly hugging the cat plushy.

I almost freaked out. Last thing I wanted was for her to wake up and catch me running away. Snowball would keep her safe. I pulled the cover over her and gave her one last head pat. Then made my way out of the room. The door closed behind me and I was finally free.

That was rough. I never wanna do that again. By this point I was having trouble keeping my eyes open. I feel like this day has gone on forever. Can’t believe everything that happened.

I made my way to my room. It was time I got some much needed sleep. I let out a yawn and scratched my ass.

My room was just around the corner and before I knew it I was standing in front of my door.

I have to bring everyone home. I have to. I can’t fail. I’ll do it.

*BUZzZzZzZz*

There all going to die.

The lights in the hall flickered going out completely. When they came back on I could see the monster. It stood fourteen feet tall. It’s body was black like oil and it had multiple black tendrils lashing out around it.

It’s face was a large round hole with razor sharp teeth so spread out they looked like a whirlwind of blades. There were sharp claw like talons protruding from random parts of its body. Part of its tendrils took the shape of a centipedes legs. They were long, and sharp enough to cut into the stone floor.

It screeched and dove at me. I ran into the bedroom and closed the door behind me locking it. The monster slammed into it over and over. It clawed and screamed.

“No! No! Leave me alone! Please!” I cried. It kept Scratching at the door. I needed to barricade it.

Quickly, I ran to the dresser and pushed it in front of the door. The beast continued to scream. I could hear it calling to me.

Its voice was like a million nails on a chalk board. “Isaaaaaaaaaaac!!! Isaaaaaaaaac!!!! I’m here for you child! Let’s play! You’ve been a bad boy again! I’m here to make you better! Demon child! You are broken, but I can fix you! As punishment for being bad I’ll take your leeeeeeeegs!!!” It’s voice sounded like an echo. It sounded like it was speaking underwater. Like it had mucus in its throat. Like it was sucking in its breath as it spilled vial out of its deformed face.

I cried and fell into a ball. I made myself as small as possible. Tears ran down my face. My voice was almost a whisper. “Please, go away. I’ll be good. I promise. I’ll do better. Please just leave. I can do better. I’m not broken. You don’t have to fix me. Please, I just want to go to bed.” The door continued to shake. The howling got louder and louder. The room began to vibrate as the buzzing became more and more uncanny.

*BUZZZZZzZZZzZZZzzZZz*

Why does she always come. Why is she so mean. I just want to be useful. Please someone save me! I’m all alone. I’m always alone. Why won’t anyone help. She always comes. She always finds me. She wants to hurt me. I don’t wanna hurt anymore.

The horrible screeching sound grew multiple octaves. It continued to grow louder. My ears were hurting. I held my hands over them and just when I was about to break. The noise stopped. The rattling was gone. It felt like it’d been going on for hours. I opened my eyes and looked towards the door. It was wide open and the dresser was back in its original spot.

My body was trembling in fear. I was so afraid that I was paralyzed in place. I don’t know how long I waited but eventually. Very slowly I stood up and made my way to the door. There was blood dripping from my right ear. I couldn’t hear anything out of it.

She wasn’t here. Where did she go?

*BUZZZzzZZZZzZZZZZzZZZZZZzZZZZZZZZZZ*

Then I heard it. It whispered into my left ear in a distorted tone. “Isaac.” Like it was trying to tell me a secret. My body went stiff. This whole time my heart had been beating a million a minute. It’s face was upside down right next to my head. The dam thing was hanging from the ceiling in my room. In comparison even my bed seemed quiet.

I ran out the door. I power skipped down the hall. It screeched and clawed its way after me. “Issssssssssaaaaaaaaaaac!” It defied gravity by clawing its way on the walls. Wherever it went it left destruction behind. Causing stones and boulders to rain down in the hall.

The hallway seemed to never end. It kept getting longer and darker. I felt powerless. The buzzing was getting worse. The monster was getting closer. I could feel it reaching for me.

I cried for help but no one came. No one ever came. That’s when I noticed a tether. It was thin like a silk web, almost silver. I reached for it and found it attached to my chest. Out of some bizarre curiosity I tugged it.

“Isaaaaaaaaaaac!!!” The monster was about to bite down on my right leg when the tether tightened and started to pull me away. The castle started to fall apart turning to rubble and revealing a white void. The rubble turned to dust vanishing completely.

The monster screeched again. In this void its echo was exasperated. I was almost fifty feet away from it. The tether was no longer pulling and instead I fell to the floor tumbling like a pregnant woman down a flight of stairs.

The feeling of free fall took my body. Both the monster and I floated mid air. I felt sick remembering the experience of being transported to the new world. It didn't last long.

The feeling of gravity took over once more and my body was lowered onto the surface of…. I wasn’t sure. I felt solid ground but it wasn’t ground.

It felt like standing on something soft followed by solid floor boards. It was like the ground had felt my weight and adjusted itself to support me.

I could see my reflection. I wasn’t Aku anymore. I was Isaac again but not the original adult Isaac. I was a kid. I suppose you could say I was an Aku sized Isaac.

I had the clothes from before I was transported. My pants and boxers fell to the floor. I pulled them up, but there was nothing to hold them there, so instead I took them off completely. My shirt hung loosely on my body going well past my knees.

“What the hell?” I looked up to the monster. It had shrunk down to a black ink ball with razor teeth embedded in its small body. For some reason it was still stuck in the air like a balloon.

I was so confused. This isn't how this normally goes. Normally that thing eats me.

A new voice filled the void. “What? How!” The voice came from this beautiful lady. She looked around eighteen. She wore an expensive looking blue dress with all kinds of ornaments.

Her hair was blue and her eyes were…… well, one looked like space with multiple stars and the other was a golden clock. She was sitting on a giant thrown like chair. It was made of a bluish white marble.

I didn’t want to be rude. “Hi, ma’am. Sorry to intrude. You wouldn’t happen to know the way back home. My buddy and I are a little lost. We need to get back to the part where she eats me.” The lady was thrown aback.

My words seemed to peak her interest. “Wait. Answer my question. How did you get here? It shouldn’t be possible.” She hopped off the thrown and made her way over to me in the blink of an eye. It was like she glided over.

To answer her question I shrugged my shoulders. She gave that same “is this person crazy” look. I was tired of getting that look.

She walked around me inspecting me. I couldn’t help but notice my body was kind of see through. The monster was also see through.

“looks like you were dreaming and now you’re here. Strange.” She held her chin In contemplation. The lady noticed the tears on my face and the blood coming out my ear.

She frowned pulling out a tissue. She then crouched down and wiped my face for me along with the blood from my ear. Maybe she was a nice lady. “You poor thing. What a horrible nightmare you must of had. How about a glass of warm milk?” She materialized the aforementioned beverage out of nowhere and handed it to me.

I didn’t really drink glasses of milk, but again I didn’t want to be rude. This was her….. house? Yeah let’s go with that.

I drank the milk and found it sweet and soothing. My body once cold was now warming up. The pain I felt in my ear was gone like it had magically healed. Sound slowly came back to it. First as a ringing then just normal void silence. The lady looked pleased as she saw my surprised face.

“So can I leave? That things supposed to eat me. That’s usually how I wake up.” I pointed at the inky demon. The demon let out one of its nail chalk board noises to which the lady wasn’t having. She snapped her fingers and the noise was gone. Even the buzzing sound was silent. The empty glass I had was gone to. I hadn’t even noticed.

“You want to go back to that horrible nightmare? Why?” Her eyes took on a more natural look, going from that weird space-time combination to silver with black pupils.

Her question had me stumped. Why did I want to go back to that? Was that actually a dream? I was awake right? Did I fall asleep on Luca’s bed?

“I don’t know. I guess if I don’t have to I’d like to end my dream in this place. What is this place? Is this apart of my dream to?” she looked a bit disappointed with my answer. She took a moment to think.

“Uh…. Yeah…. totally, your right. This is a dream and in no way is it a real place.” That’s what I thought. “I’m a bit busy at the moment, but you are one of my favorite children. I’d hate to send you back to whatever that thing is. I don't know. I don't have the time to play with you.” She sat back in her chair thinking it over once more. I have no idea how she did that. She was right next to me a second ago. This was a dream I guess.

Right when she was about to say something she stopped herself and went back to thinking. It was a little awkward.

I looked at the monster questioningly. It shrugged what looked like its shoulders indicating that it had no idea what was going on either. I looked back to the lady.

She waved her glowing red finger out in front of her. Molts of red light were being left suspended in the air as she played a game of tic-tac-toe against herself.

It ended in a draw and she scratched her head. Something told me that game was supposed to decide weather she’d let me stay here or not.

I watched her pull out a coin. She flipped it and instead of catching it. She accidentally yeeted It over to me. It rolled to my feet coming to a stop. The coin was neither heads nor tails. Instead it was standing up perfectly on its side.

She let out a grown and fell back in her chair. “Screw it. You can stay…. What do you feel like doing?” I shrugged my shoulders. She sighed. “How about I show you some pictures.” She snapped her fingers and a moment later I found myself sitting on her lap. I almost jumped off but found her left arm wrapped around my waist.

This was really unexpected. “Um…. Is this really okay?” I felt so strange.

“Don’t worry I’m far older than you are. Therefore I know what’s best.” Her arm pulled me back against her. I could feel her boobs press against the back of my head. My face went red. She hugged me and squealed like a teen seeing their favorite BTS fuck boy. She aggressively nozzled against my right cheek. I was used to this by now. I felt a kiss and wanted nothing more than to go back to my horrible nightmare.

As much as it weirded me out I had to say. She was really soft. Soft enough that I got a Boner. It had been a while that it scared me for a sec. I couldn't help but reach between my legs to see if it was real.

Buddy your back! Yay! I was elated. This was a happy dream!

Out of who knows where. The lady pulled out a photo album, and sat it on my lap. “Check it out.” The lady sounded so proud like a parent showing off pictures of their kids.

She opened it to the first set of pictures. It was a new born baby. The lady holding it was….. my mom!!! I swear every time I hold my dick my mom shows up!

“You were such a cutie.” She pinched one of my cheeks. Who the hell was this lady!

“What! But I don’t remember there being any baby pictures of me!” She turned the page again revealing more baby pictures.

“Oh, that’s because your mom burned them all. I took all of these.” She showed me one of when I was three riding on my big wheel and wearing sunglasses. I thought I was the shit back then with my cowboy boots.

“How!? When?! I feel like I might remember you if you took these many photos!” There were a few of me naked in a bath tub. I feel so violated.

“I have my ways. I keep pictures of all my children. Well, there’s a lot of them so I mostly keep pictures of the ones I like the most.” There was a picture of me when I rode the buss and another from when I was shop lifting food. That was when mom decided to feed me dog food instead of real food because she said it was to expensive to feed me.

“This is creepy.” I almost cried.

“Look this one is from last week.” She showed me a picture of me sneak hugging Alice from behind. I was lifting her up a foot off the ground with my arms wrapped around her mid section. Both of us were smiling.

I felt a tear run down my face. “Can I have this one?” I didn’t have anything to remind me of her. I was afraid if I spent to long without her, her face would fade from my memory.

“I…. I don’t know.” She sighed. Like a mother deciding to buy a toy for her kid she agreed. “Fine. I’ll give you a copy.” She snapped her fingers and a copy appeared in her hand. I took the picture from her and felt more tears run down my face.

“Thank you. What do I call you ma'am.” I looked to her.

Her eyes looked away and she became nervous. Eventually she sighed again. “You can call me Cosmo. By the way It’s time for you to go. Looks like your body is waking up.” She cleaned my face once more and kissed my forehead. Then snapped her fingers and I floated up into the air. “Oh and take your pet monster with you!” the black ooze was stretched out like a noodle and brought up to my mouth. It made its way down my throat.

I gagged, but I couldn’t stop it from tearing its way back inside me. The monster screeched as it was forced back into the hole.

I could feel it clawing inside me. Burning my insides and screaming my name. The hole went silent and the beast went back into hibernation. It wasn't as bad as eating carrots, but holy shit. Cosmo snapped her fingers once more and I woke up.