My soul rested in Limbo yet again. It wasn't a "place" so much as a "thing". I KNEW I was in Limbo, and could feel the other souls
flowing past me into the Gate. Beyond the Gate, the souls mingled again, becoming one, before having parts of each severed and brought
back to Earth for another life. I had tried to join them before, but I had never been able to reach the Gate. I had even tried talking
to the souls of my last "victims". Surprisingly, they were OK with the idea that a 300 year old soul was jumping into their bodies,
forcibly ejecting them.
Abruptly - or was it after a long time? - I felt a tugging rip me from Limbo and send me spiraling back to Earth. Soon I could see
again. I was floating above the stud I had crashed into - the one who had murdered my old body. I examined him in greater detail. He was
just as muscular as I remembered him. As a soul, I flowed down, washing over him and feeling his body. He would definitely be a good
body to occupy, if only for a week. His muscles were well defined, he was tall and good looking, and his cock and balls were huge. This
was perfect, since I planned on using him for some sex that I hadn't gotten in a long time - after I picked out next week's body.
But what about that essential component, the contacts? If someone used contacts, then the curse was negated, because there was no direct
line-of-sight. Since I couldn't occupy his body until morning, I might as well learn about him, like where he kept everything. I looked
around me for the first time, and saw that I was...