——I never truly expected to experience starvation.
Hunger, maybe. But never the true suffering of starvation.
But right now, I think I''m starving.
A pain I was completely unfamiliar with clouded my mind as my eyes shot back and forth frantically.
My surroundings? An unfamiliar forest filled my vision in all directions.
I hardly ever leave the house these days; how could I be in a forest?
Where could I be?
I can''t seem to muster up the strength to get up, and even moving my neck feels strenuous!
I try to call out for help, but my voice is something like a gargled mess of incoherent sounds—why can''t I speak properly?
Even so, I attempted to call for help—even this crying sound should reach someone, right?
Strangely, I seem to sound like a baby, don''t I?
—my situation couldn''t be anything as ridiculous as becoming a baby, right?
Ah, forget that for now, my stomach really wants some food, and I can''t help but cry out in desperation.
Is this what starvation feels like?
What a joke—lived my life over-eating, and now I''m dying for not eating at all.
I''m convinced—God is real, and he''s a prick.
—AH!
I hear someone!
I can hear them coming!
Wait a minute, it might be a wild animal, right?
Dying of starvation sounds horrible, but I can''t imaging being eaten alive sounds any better.
Ah fuck it, screwed if I do, screwed if I don''t.
So I let out a cry of help, even as my throat feels like its tearing itself apart. I don''t think my throat was really meant for this kind of shouting, and my cry sounded like a bloodcurdling scream somehow.
Hey, hey, hey! It''s people!
Yes yes, I know you''re very surprised to find someone in the woods—now gimme food please!
It seemed there were a couple people, but I didn''t have the mind to pay them much care. That said, everyone looks massive! A woman picked up my body, but I didn''t really put much thought into processing that.
I was starving.
It felt like I haven''t had food since ever, and—
My train of thought was interrupted as my face was suddenly shoved into the woman''s chest.
Ah... Milk... I never knew nipples could give me this much bliss.
Strike that, I did.
Ah... Having had a fill of food, I feel like I should put my mind in order, and figure out what''s going on.
I mean, this woman should be incapable of lifting my body—I''m no twig. Quite the opposite even.
One possibility that pops into my head is that I really did become a baby.
How? Did I die? Of what...
And why was I suddenly in a forest, alone?
It couldn''t be that I was abandoned, right? I can''t be THAT ugly of a baby.
But it seems like no matter how I look at it, I was dumped here.
But what happened before now? I don''t have any memories of my parents. I was at home, on my computer, and suddenly I blacked out. Next thing I know, I''m unbelievably hungry.
How did I die? And if I was reborn, what happened after that?
Well, maybe I''ll think about that later...
I feel sorta sleepy, now that I have some milk in my tummy...
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I somehow got really lucky, huh?
This book''s true home is on another platform. Check it out there for the real experience.When I woke up, I learned that the woman who offered me milk had a child recently. I don''t know the details, but that woman was currently carrying myself, and another baby in her other arm.
Where am I? In something like a carriage, I think?
It looks like the woman is having a conversation with a man who''s holding the reins to the horses. Is that her husband? Or maybe a friend?
What are they talking about? I can''t tell.
I don''t recognize the language at all. I''m not a language expert, but due to my hobbies, I can at least recognize a number of them by sound.
This one sounds nothing like any latin languages I''ve heard. Maybe a bit of Germanic in tone and accent, but I can''t recognize any words.
Shit, now I''m gonna need to learn another language.
No, I''m gonna need to learn a lot of things, aren''t I?
Ok, ok. I''ve read a number of "reincarnation stories", so I could probably be considered genre savvy, right? Going from my years of wisdom, there are several patterns.
Am I in a different world? I cannot confirm it yet, but I will act under the assumption this is true.
Am I a monster? No, I seem to be a human child.
What''s my societal position? Well, I''m not a noble or a prince, that''s for sure—I seem to just be a common brat that was abandoned.
Am I a girl? No, ok, good. I can feel my dick—at the moment I''m wrapped in a cloth, so I can''t actually see it, but it should be fine.
Ok, so a number of possibilities for me, from now on.
I either become a great adventurer, join the military, or I''m actually the antagonist to some dating sim I may or may not know. Probably not the last one.
Hey, what''s this fluffy thing that''s waving around in my face—YIPP!
T-that... is that mine?
Hey hey hey...!
I have a big fluffy tail?!
I-it looks like a fox tail...
...
I wonder how it feels?
...
O-oh... Ah... It''s kinda comfy...
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Author Notes:
So here I am again, submitting a story I have low confidence in completing.
This story actually started as a joke in an /a/ thread a few months ago, where I joked about wanting to be a shota Kitsune. I wrote out a chapter, and some people liked it, so I wrote two more chapters, but they were solely on pastebin up until now.
The other day I decided to do some editing on the only three chapters I wrote, and maybe expand a bit, and see what people think. I didn''t really add much, other than some rewording, but here it is.
I have the whole 3 chapters on my blog</a> for those who want to read it. I''ll probably post them here after writing more chapters anyways.
I''m open to future ideas, like possible plot-lines. Two things I''m really not certain about, are how I should handle OTHER non-human races (template High Fantasy, with elves dwarves and so on, or follow certain types folklore and mythos with extra twists?), and what sort of magic system should I use?
Anyways, feedback and suggestions are appreciated.