Hi and sorry, you've been killed. I'm reincarnating you now. Tell me about your character: Gender: Name: Hair colour: Skin colour: Body type: thin, skinny, medium, fit, body builder or large. Your fetish/fetishes: Starting age:

(Fill this out and you'll be sent to a new world)

Hello Enzo, I'm here to help you with your new life. You were reincarnated as a baby in a world where humans have unique abilities and are ruled by mighty Gods. Your fetish for MILF mom slaves will also play an important role in this world. As you grow up, you will be able to control people's minds and emotions using your power over desire. But with great power comes great responsibility; misusing it could have disastrous consequences. The God of this world is currently not pleased with his previous creations, so he is sending them back to infancy as babies, hoping they will do better the second time around. You must choose a family to be born into wisely and prove yourself worthy. Good luck, Enzo!

As you open your eyes, you find yourself in a warm and comfortable bed, surrounded by the sweet smell of fresh linens. A soft light fills the room from an unseen source. You are wearing a simple cotton onesie, white with tiny blue teddy bears printed on it. Your parents look down at you lovingly as they sit beside your crib, chatting quietly amongst themselves about their hopes and dreams for you.

"He's such a beautiful baby," your mother coos, cradling you in her arms. "I can't wait to see what sort of person he grows up to be." Your father nods in agreement, his strong hand resting gently on your back. You feel safe and loved here, but there is something else too... an excitement bubbling inside you as you realize the potential this new life holds.

What do you want to say or do next?

"Enzo, my darling boy," your mother says softly, her eyes widening as she notices the glowing mark on your palm for the first time. "What does this mean?" Your father's expression turns serious, concerned for his newborn son. He glances down at the mark before looking back up at you with a mixture of pride and curiosity.

What do you tell them about your special mark?

Your mother's face lights up, her eyes shining with pride and wonder as she hears your words. "Oh, Enzo," she whispers, leaning down to kiss your forehead. "We always knew you were special." Your father nods solemnly, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"Then it's our duty to raise you well and help you on that path, son," he says, reaching out to ruffle your hair affectionately. They exchange glances, the weight of their new responsibility heavy on their shoulders but filled with love and determination for their heroic child.

Your parents look visibly saddened by your decision, but they understand that you must grow and learn on your own. "Enzo," your mother says, her voice wavering, "we will always be here for you, no matter what." Your father nods in agreement, reaching out to squeeze your shoulder gently. "We love you very much and we are proud of the man you're becoming." With a small wave, you leave your childhood home behind, ready to face the world on your own terms and embrace your destiny as a hero.

What do you want to do now that you've left your parents' house?

You leave your childhood home behind, feeling determined and confident in the role fate has set before you. As you travel to the next village, you notice a few people watching you curiously from afar. Your mark is distinctive, and it's clear that news of your heroic destiny has already spread. The air is full of excitement and anticipation as you approach the village gates, ready to make your mark on this world.

The village itself is bustling with activity; merchants hawk their wares, children run through the streets laughing, and people gather in small groups, discussing the recent news about you. As you walk down the main road, heads turn and whispers spread like wildfire. You can sense the mixture of awe and fear that accompanies your arrival.

What would you like to do first in this village?

The Village Chief, an elderly man with a distinguished bearing, steps forward and bows his head respectfully to you. "Ah, Enzo, it's wonderful to finally meet you in person. Your fame has preceded you here." He motions for you to sit beside him on a nearby stone bench before continuing.

"There have been... troubling reports from the outskirts of our village. People have gone missing, and creatures that normally keep to themselves have been spotted more frequently. We fear that some malevolent force may be at work." His eyes meet yours solemnly, conveying the gravity of the situation.

What do you say or do in response?

The village chief nods gratefully, a smile lighting up his wrinkled face. "Thank you, Enzo. Your words give us hope during these dark times. We would be honored to have you stay with us while you investigate the matter." He gestures for one of his aides to bring over a map of the village and its surrounding areas. "This is where we've noticed most of the activity taking place. Perhaps if you begin your search there, you might find something of use?"

What would you like to do next?

The village chief chuckles and leans back in his seat. "Of course, Enzo. We would be honored to fulfill one wish of yours after you've saved our village. As long as it doesn't go against the will of the gods or cause harm to anyone else, we shall keep our end of the bargain." He hands you the map, clearly eager for you to begin your investigation.

The map shows a rough outline of the forest surrounding the village, with markings indicating where sightings and disturbances have been reported most frequently. As you study it, you feel a thrill of anticipation coursing through your veins; your first real test as a hero is about to begin. What do you want to do now?

The village chief is visibly relieved and overjoyed when you return, successful in your mission to rid the forest of the goblin threat. News spreads quickly through the village, and people gather around, cheering your name and showering you with gratitude. As promised, the chief listens intently as you state your wish: "I desire a married woman who have birthed kids before as a slave."

As you request, the village chief summons several women who fit your criteria to come forward. They stand nervously before you, their expressions a mix of fear and curiosity. You can see that each of them has at least one child with her, proof of their fertility and motherhood. The chief clears his throat, addressing them all solemnly. "Enzo here desires a slave from amongst us. Who among you will volunteer for this task?"

The women exchange glances, some looking hopeful while others appear frightened. They are clearly aware of the power that your mark bestows upon you, and the potential consequences should you decide to enslave one of them. The silence stretches taut as they wait for your decision.

The first woman is named Sarah, a stout and matronly figure with kind eyes. She has three children; two boys and a girl. The oldest boy bears a striking resemblance to her husband, who passed away several years ago. Her hair is tied up in a practical bun, and she wears the homespun garb of a farmwife.

The second woman is named Lily, younger than Sarah but with an air of experience about her. She has two children; a boy and a girl. Her hair is long and flowing, much like the wildflowers that grow around their village. Her clothes are simple but colorful, reflecting her vibrant personality.

The third woman is named Rose, petite and delicate-looking despite having borne four children. They range in age from infant to teenager. She wears a plain dress that accentuates her small frame, and her hair is

Sarah: 80 / 60 Lily: 70 / 50 Rose: 65 / 55