Chapter 2: New Body New Me

Victor Pov:

My eyes opened groggily to a cluttered bedroom that smelt of cigarettes, it was a small room with toys and dirty clothes on the floor. I stood from the bed cluttered quen sized bed I was laying on, but as soon as I did I fell to the ground "Fuck", I looked down at my body to find a small scrawny body. I looked at my hands and they were small as well, I was shocked my stomach felt queasy I'm sure I had a body of a grown man I was 6'2 for god sake what am I now a dwarf.

I ran to the door of this cluttered room and kicked it open and raced to what looked like the bathroom and flicked on the light, I looked into the stained bathroom mirror. I had a child's face with shaggy jet-black hair with deep brown eyes, I had a cute child's face but it wasn't the gruff face I was used to. I like to think I'm a person that accepts change, but looking at this situation my conscience has been placed in the body of this child and how would you not freak out about that.

I walked back to my bedroom or at least the place I woke up in and stared out the window, this was clearly not the 21st century it looked to be the 20 century, old-timey cars were going about the streets 50s style dressed people walking on the sidewalks it was like I just stepped into a time machine it was insane. "Carmelo get down here it's time for  breakfast" this feminine voice woke me from my daze.

As a person of change, I have to just go with the flow because if I don't it will just sweep me away and also I'm scared. I assumed this Carmelo must've been me but even if it wasn't it's better safe than sorry, I rushed down the wooden stairs which had splinters and holes in the wood, to a living room, dining room, kitchen, and laundry room all in one. 4 people sat at the dining room table, 3 beautiful women and a gruff man you could still see the handsomeness in his face that left him with age. I walked over and sat in the only empty chair, next to the youngest-looking woman at the table.

"You seem quiet Carlo anything happen," said the 2nd oldest woman at the table looking at me, "Oh ugh I'm just a little sick this morning I think I played too much last night heh" I luckily dodged the question and they started talking amongst themselves. I looked into the faces of the people at the table to try and get this bodies memory's and it somehow unlocked , but the pain that went along with it wasn't worth it, luckily I've always been tolerant of pain so I just held my mouth and nodded along with whatever they were talking about to seem natural, after 5 minutes of pure torture my new memories solidifies within my mind.

The Bertellini family consists of 5 people, the oldest being this bodies grandmother named Laura she's on my father's side she maybe 51 but her breasts have aged very well when you look at her you can't help but notice her breasts and every time she  picks up her fork her nipples would show a little through her white gown which helped me through the pain of this bodies memories coming back. Then there's my father Antonio the only other man besides me in the family because my mother's family doesn't live here and speaking of here, right now we live in East New York Brooklyn, in the year 1952 I've been sent back decades from even when I was born in my original life.

Back to my family, my mother's name is Andrea beautiful with almost as big breasts as her grandmother-in-law's but she has a nice young face. Then last but not least my sister Bella she's 17 and already has a job at some timber company, she has a strong body that looks like she picks up heavy things for a living even though she's only had the job for a year. This family is all from Italy specifically Sicily so we're all full-blooded Italians and none of these people takes part in it a lot of our more distant family takes part in the Italian gangster activity that was very present in New York at this time period which is good because I don't wanna be put in any unnecessary danger right now.

I finished my breakfast and started to get dressed for school since this bodies only 9 he has to attend school mon-Fri, "Carlo you better have this room cleaned by the time its bedtime or you're but gonna be so red the other kids  at school gonna swear they saw the sun on your ass so you better have it cleaned" Nana Laura spoke these words with utter authority, unfortunately, I got a body that really loves to play with toys and not put them up and clothes they can't

organize, "Okay Nana I promise it will be cleaned because if my name ain't Carmelo," I said this in a confident arrogant tone with the voice of a 9-year-old, it makes sense she's mad though because we share a bed together because my new sister Bella has a room by herself and my parents have their room but me and Nana have to share one.

I left our little apartment and started walking to school, the scenery was crazy for my Victor side but I felt a sense of familiarity from my Carmelo side, it's weird both sides fused but the Victor side is winning because of the sheer amount of more memories I had with him, but that doesn't matter now I need to make the best life for me/Carmelo.

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