DIED A BEAUTY, REINCARNATED AS A BEAST

BETTING ON KISSING ME

All my efforts to kiss the three nuns failed and the fear of death and being thrown back to hell made me keep trying.

Yet, it seemed my best is not enough to accomplish my targets. 

Since I have been told that smiling is my greatest strength, I always make sure it's planted on my ugly face daily. 

A few months before I clock a year old, one of the babies in the orphanage home was celebrating its second birthday anniversary, and a party was arranged to mark the day. 

As expected, our large hall was thoroughly cleaned and decorated with balloons, purple linen and ribbons, and impeccably white chairs were arranged in a line. 

"We need to make all the babies look good because of the dignitaries that will be visiting us today," Mother Maggie who is the head of all the nuns announced as she stepped into the midst of several babies, peeked at each of us, and halted at my cot, and then mumbled, "Ugly-face seemed not to be changing despite various creams and medication given to him."

All nuns giggled when Mother Maggie called me ugly-face. Since the name was given to me by Betty, it was always whispered among the nuns, and never when Mother or some of the senior nuns were around. 

"Nothing can change Ugly-face. Even plastic surgery will go wrong," Betty announced as she walked towards me.

The remembrance of my past life flowed into me when Betty said this, and I frown my face at her when she tried to pick me up.

Betty stop and leapt back in fright, collided against a cot at her back, and then screamed out, "that is it, Mother. I can't touch him when he glares with that devilish huge eyeballs. He must be thinking evil about me."

"He is just a baby. Although unlucky to be born ugly. Pick him up and make him look a bit attractive to our guest," Mother Magie announced and promptly resumed her inspecting. 

Having no choice, Betty grabbed me by my plumpy but small arms and carried me into the washroom. 

"Put some make-up on his face if it's necessary to make him look a bit presentable," Mother Magie shouted after us. 

After smiling, giggling and throwing my two small fists up, Betty washed me of all my sinful thought. And then cleaned the droplets of water off my body with a clean towel.

"You are becoming cute with your new way of smiling," Betty mumbled when I keep smiling like a clown. 

"Please kiss me and save me from the torment of everlasting hell," I begged as I offered my most bewitching smile.

Either my smiling is working, or Betty was possessed, I was surprised when she keeps looking into my smiling face as she wrapped a towel around my small body.

"Kiss me, babe. Kiss Ugly-face and save him," I said in a whisper and then giggled louder. 

"You aren't that ugly when you smile and giggle," Betty mumbled as she raised me towards her face, winked and asked, "how about kissing your pink lips?"

"Yes, Betty. That's what I want."

Like magic, she brought me closer to her face and I can feel her hot breath over me. She closed her eyes and opened her lips, and I was about to kiss her succulent lips when a sudden footstep at her back pulled her out of her bewitching state. 

A tall man with an overgrown beard stepped into the washroom and mumbled, "hey, Betty. Have been searching everywhere for you."

"Jack!" Betty exclaimed, seizing her breath and asking, "how did you enter here?"

"Everyone is busy because of the party, and I sneaked inside. I have missed you, Betty.

Betty peeked into my smiling face, sighed and placed me gently on the tiles, and I was shocked to my marrow when she walked towards Jack, placed her arms around his neck, and both clung together as their lips met.

'Damn you, Jack,' I mumbled to myself, then gave the loudest cry that instantly pulled them apart.

"What an ugly baby with an awful cry," Jack mumbled as he slapped Betty's buttocks, placed his hand inside her long gown and fumbled with her breast. 

Betty removed Jack's hand from her gown, sighed and let out, "you need to go, he won't stop crying until I attend to him."

"Go, son of a bitch!" I cursed out loud, looked grimly, and then sighed when I remembered that I need to keep smiling to achieve my target.

Jack uttered some profanity words, and his face was filled with anger towards me when he said, "we need to find a permanent solution to Ugly-face disturbance."

Betty shrugged in reply and then gestured to Jack to go.

"We can poison him if he will be a distraction to our secret love affair," Jack mumbled, making a face at me, and then cursed out loud, "go to hell, baby. You are too ugly for my liking!"

"He is just a baby. Besides, he was always looked after by Alice. Have no fear, he won't disturb our secret love affair."

"He better not," Jackson moaned out loud, hissed and sneaked out the same way he sneaked in. 

'Whack... Whack!'

"You stopped me from kissing my lover with your miserable cry."

I yelled when she smacked me on the buttocks, and then sighed when I remembered that I must keep smiling, regardless of my present condition.

"I would have kissed you if you allowed me to kiss my sweetheart," Betty mumbled as she rubbed some whitening cream on me.

"Forgive me, Betty. Kiss me first, and you can do whatever you like with our security guard."

Since Betty can't hear my babbling, she poured some white powder all over me, gawked at my manhood, and exclaimed, "why are you becoming bigger here? This kind of size is supposed to be owned by an adult and not a kid."

Her words made me blush and then smiled broader.

"Your smile won't make me kiss you," Betty let out, hissed and said," not after you robbed me of Jack's kiss."

"Please kiss me," I begged, and then looked as innocent as I can. 

"Hey, Betty. Why are you glaring at Ugly-face?" Alicia who just arrived in the washroom with a cute baby asked. 

"I'm not. Just doing up him up for the occasion," Betty answered back. 

"Stop that, Betty."

"What?"

"That look. You always look at Ugly-face as if you want to strangle him to death."

"No, Alicia. I don't hate him to that extent."

"You do, I bet you can't kiss him."

"Of course, I can," Betty answered back. 

"You can have my weekly wage if you do," Alicia taunts back. 

"Are... Are you sure?"

"Of course, I am. I'm sure you can't kiss him, even if you close your eyes."

"Watch me, dear," Betty mumbled back, sighed, closed her eyes and brought me close to her face.