After diligently answering whoever it was for rewarding him the previous spank, he knew that he was dipped in some warm water and getting cleaned up.

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  While receiving his first bath in this second life, Ziko kept thinking about this new world with urgency for information.

  Unfortunately he could only feel and smell faintly right now, seeing or hearing would take some time to be a reliable source of intel gathering as it would seem.

  Ziko felt the following softness of a breast once he got raised from the water, then a nipple was forced between his tiny lips and he felt like he's sucking some small cock.

  Once the wicked notion revealed itself to his thoughts, Ziko gagged and almost choked on the milk in his mouth.

  The woman holding him to feed from her chest seemed to be worried for his sake, assuming that she is his mother and worrying for him.

  Ziko forced himself to swallow the tiny amount of milk after erasing the distracting thoughts, the quickest way to growing up healthy was breast milk he knows it too well.

  After his first meal it was getting hard to remain awake and as he knows already that babies sleep more than the elderlies, he didn't fight it and surrendered his mind to rest.

  The woman was already asleep before him he just felt it, she helped him burp by patting his back then leaned him on top of her.

  Her rhythmic breathing was hitting his hair with warm air, it further helped him to dive deeper into sleep.

  Next thing he knew, he was waking up feeling movement as whoever carried him was walking.

  His hearing is less muffled and when he opened his eyelids the rays of light burned into his pupils with glaring blindness, a short cry escaped his mouth when he reflexively tried to say his favorite curse.

  Feeling embarrassed, he closed his eyes and shut his mouth.

  The woman carrying him -according to his assumptions from the squishy thing pressing on his face- noticed that he's already awake and started saying things in a foreign language, repositioning him she forced the nipple down his mouth and he suckled without delay.

  "Ku'Rah..... Shiv'Za....."

  He could hear better yet he understood nothing.

  When he opened his eyes again slowly to prevent light from hurting his eyes, all he could see was a fuzzy image of the woman.

  Trying to concentrate to see better made him feel dizzy, choosing not to force anything to avoid any bodily complications in the future he closed his eyes and rested.

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  Hearing the soft lullaby and the gentle movement from the woman encouraged sleep, not one to miss on a relaxing opportunity he slept comfortably.

  The word "Ku'Rah" kept being mentioned by that woman in what Ziko thought to his given name in the first two weeks of his life according to his estimations, he counted the times he got awakened repeatedly in daylight before the night descended.

  That woman would feed him twelve times per day or a couple more or less, the rest was spent either getting hugged or in sleep.

  Rarely did he witness as he was getting his clothes changed, the woman which took care of him wasn't the prettiest female or seemed any different from a normal woman from his first life on earth.

  Still, Ziko wouldn't swap places with anyone after seeing that loving look which this mother gave him, she giggled blissfully when he peed on her as she changed his filthy clothes and kept tickling his belly while making fake angry faces which she couldn't maintain more than a second before reverting back to smiling broadly.

  He smiled while feeling embarrassed by this situation, that was love at it's purest form.

  Seeing her baby boy smile at her for the first time made the woman freeze, then she raised him and kept speaking in that language while drowning him in love.

  She kept repeating the same word Ku'Rah that whole day, then the next day she bundled him in thick clothes and took him out of the room which contained him for two weeks or longer now.

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  The style of this house and his mother's clothes had no apparent relation with his previous modern life.

  From the small opening which his mother left for him to breathe, he was taken to a street bustling with activity after they left their house on a narrow alley.

  His mother tried to hug him tighter protectively to her chest so that he wouldn't be scared from the noise, but he tried to resist for a chance to see more of this new world.

  Yet, he had to give up when he felt the needless worry his mother started to feel for him, feeling her right nipple right next to his nose made Ziko seek revenge.

  "Ku'Rah....."

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  Royally ignoring his mother's rambling, he swallowed an extra snack then closed his eyes to sleep.

  Before he opened his eyes after sleep scattered from his mind and released his conscious, Ziko heard the voice of his mother mangled in a conversation with a man.

  From her voice he didn't feel any kind of negative emotions mixed with the words, a sudden burst of laughter confirmed that once he opened his eyes.

  He was in another place which looked even more expensively decorated compared to their house, after struggling for a dozen seconds with his stiff neck he finally managed to see to the left and right of where he's at.

  His body was resting in some kind of a swing hanging from the ceiling, next to the only door on the far left from his swing was a guard in full-body armor made from metal.

  His mother kept engaging with the man in their exciting conversation for a few minutes before him being awake was noticed, the man's eyes fell on him and Ziko maintained eye-contact while wondering if that man was thee man with the smallest part in creating him.

  Somehow. Ziko felt the resemblance between his mother and this man in looks was close, like blood related close as if that man wasn't his father but uncle instead.

  When the man noticed that he's now having the complete attention of this baby boy, he tried to squint his eyes to appear evil and menacing to scare him.

  "Owwww...."

  Ziko felt this man's intimidation attempt laughable at best after what he saw of the devil race varieties and hell roaring in impatience eager to swallow him, since his neck movement was off limits he used his eyes quickly to look at his mom then back at the man twice.

  End result was, his mother who didn't notice the action of the man trying to scare her baby because she was daydreaming as she watched Ziko being silent as always as he calmly woke up and curiously looked everywhere, this time he was engaged in a staring contest with her brother but when her son gave her this eye sign she found her big brother showing his teeth childishly and glaring at her boy!

  She found the soft fat at the side of his stomach expertly and twisted it while growling at him to stop scaring her boy like a lioness protecting her cub, her brother paled in the face and raised his arms in surrender while placating her with an awkward smile.

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  While relaxing in his swing, Ziko tried to concentrate on the conversations between the two until another guard entered the room. That man patted the mother's hand comfortingly then kissed her forehead before he swaggered out with the guard at a hurry while snickering, which seemed to annoy the mother for some reason.

  Stretching her arms lazily and looking at the window to check for the time, the mother got up and raised Ziko then gave her goodbye to the guard who respectfully bowed to send her out.

  "Ku'Rah...."

  From the constant repetition of that name by now Ziko was certain his mother choose him a strange name, the language was yet remaining very resistant to his decoding attempts but he wasn't rushing it.

  He was taken to the market again and his mother bought what she needed with different coins, then when the day was about to end he was returned back to their home sweet home as he was starting to feel drowsy.

  His mother fed him again before he completely slipped into sleep and by the time he woke up Ziko found himself in what appears to be the kitchen of their house and currently he was in a basket padded with a fur blanket underneath him.

  Mom was chopping vegetables and making what appears to be some sort of salad on the edge of the table, the smell of meat was seeping from the oven and wetting his appetite. Ziko who didn't eat anything but milk from the breast in forever was wishing for his voice and a set of teeth so he can sink them in a slice, no matter how small it was he would be thanking his mommy with honest tears of gratitude.

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  As if to answer his mental questions, the mother arranged the table then ran for the room while stripping naked.

  After fifteen minutes or a bit longer she came out wearing a fine dress and holding two more with confliction all over her face, finally she smiled and stood in front of her baby while holding a dress in each arm.

  "Ku'Rah, Shiv'Za ......"

  Speaking. Mother first set each of the dresses in her hands to the side then started posing in the green dress she had on her body, seeing no reaction from her baby boy she sighed then took the next dress and wore it on right there in front of Ziko.

  Skyblue with touches of cloud patches in white and bordered with silver embroidery, her back was partly exposed and half to almost all the chest area was transparent save for a couple circles around the two pointy food sources. That coupled with the very high opening which almost reached her butt! Someone is certainly getting pampered and spoiled tonight, and it sure isn't going to be dear "Ku'Rah" or plain old Ziko.

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  Seeing a lack of interest in the eyes and face of her boy, the mother changed again and draped the final red dress on her naked body and twirled in place like a rose.

  It was a decent choice, not revealing legs to the butt or chest to the nipples. The back was visible only below the neck and the ravine ahead was barely exposed. Her knees were covered and only when she sits will they uncover themselves.

  Smiling and laughing to affirm his choice, Ku'Rah made his first decision and choice in the eyes of his mother.

  Jumping in joy, the woman snatched him from his basket and kept laughing while kissing him.

  Undressing both herself and her boy, she took him for a final soak in the water to be perfect for their guest.

  Feeding then getting bundled up again then deposited in his basket, he saw his mother wearing the red dress and beautified with make-up.

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  "Ku'Rah mother....."

  The woman spoke while hugging him from the basket to her chest and patting his back, this time the second word was translated in his head as mother.

  "Knock knock...."

  "Ah! ....."

  The woman ran towards the door while tears welled up in her eyes, the words that followed were lost to him anyway.

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