Godfall

I woke up, yet again, to a warm sensation. But this one was at a very different location. The temperature and feeling was almost identical to the first. It was somewhere around my waist. As I blinked my eyes open, the ceiling was white. I looked down at my waist to see myself wearing light blue overalls. The kind worn at hospitals. It smelled like a hospital too. There was no cat sitting up with his p.e.n.i.s out and no pee on my waist. Thank the heavens! Scratch that, they dropped me down in this shit dump in the first place so no. No thanks heaven.

I breathed a sigh of relief

-PHEW-

"Finally decided to wake up did ya?" Said a feminine voice from the left side of the room.

I turned slightly,

"Holy cow!" I blurted

"What?" she asked, unable to hear properly, rather than angry, after hearing properly. I hoped.

Even the angels back at heaven refused to cosplay as a s.e.xy nurse. They had too much pride. But here! A hot nurse in the flesh! And an authentic one at that! This made everything worth it.

Going to prison, having a psycho sleep on my l.a.p calling me his mother, sharing a room with the devil, getting peed on by a cat, peeing myself.

OK, maybe not everything. But something is better than nothing.

Right?

"Looks like being human isn't all that bad after all." I thought,

"Yeah, it has its perks." She replied.

......

"Wait. What? Did you just read my mind!" I was literally scared that she might've read all the l.e.w.d thoughts I was having about her.

"No you dumbass, you said it out loud." She laughed,

and I could swear I almost got erect just from that one smile.

My wonderful daydreams starring the s.e.xy nurse and I, came to an abrupt end with her reading something out from her phone -

"When you pee over all the money to stop a robber from stealing it." She chuckled to herself.

"What you got there?" I asked, curiously.

"Oh...you really don't wanna know,"

"But I do." and with that she handed me her phone with a lot less resistance than expected.

As if she secretly wanted me to read it.

I didn't like this feeling of being tricked into it. Felt like reverse psychology, but I checked it out nonetheless.

It was a meme.

There was a blonde man, with a smug satisfied expression on his face.

As if he was god or something.

With his pants wet in a place that leaves very little scope for doubt about what the reason could've been. And whatever little doubt there was, was eradicated by the pool of champagne coloured liquid this man was lying in. There was a bag nearby, (the same one I'd filled with money for the thief earlier) also in the champagne liquid. Let's just call it champagne and spare me the embarrassment, shall we?

Well, if you hadn't guessed it yet. Then the answer to the million dollar question is...!!!! That's right folks! The blond, grown a.d.u.l.t who'd peed himself in his pants was none other than the one and only, yours truly, friendly neighborhood,

god.

Surprise!

I was checking my head and body for a bullet, thinking(hoping) I'd peed myself because of being shot or something but unfortunately it seemed I was fine. Arghh. This sucks!

I was just so unlucky! Didn't even get shot? No cool scar to take back to heaven, godfall you son-of-a-bitch! Completely and utterly worthless!

Don't you just hate it when you don't have a good excuse for pissing your pants?

The nurse must've noticed me searching for a wound and was quite perceptive.

"No you pretend Jesus Christ, nothing that amazing happened. You just peed yourself and fainted out of fear. Literally, the most hilarious thing ever! It's basically social suicide!" And she started laughing again.

I thought for a second while seeing that expression on her face and seeing her happy, this might've been worth it.

Then I saw the likes on the meme.

1.2 million likes

.....YEP, not worth it!

I saw the time of posting.

'11 minutes ago'

That's more than 10 times the number of followers Devy has.

And all I had to do was wet my pants? I guess getting followers wouldn't be that tough after all. Just pee in my pants a couple more times and I'll be set.

I did NOT know people dig that kinda shit, though. Because this kind of shit defines me. This IS me.

"Did you say creepy fetishes? Have you met this guy named Jesus?" Is how people generally mention about me in conversations. Followed by "He WANTED to get nailed up on a cross man. If that's not a creepy fetish, I don't know what is,". But it does Kind of disappoint me as a god, how depraved the world has become. But hey, if it helps me out in getting famous and find followers then yay! Good job past me! You did the right thing by pissing your pants! We'll just pretend you did it on purpose. It was all part of the bigger picture. After all, "God's got a plan for everyone."

Even himself apparently😂

I'm the best aren't I?

I was about to leave all this behind me and ask nurse ...Carolina (read her ID) out for dinner when the door slammed open and 3 people entered.

Devy-Happy and angry at the same time. Safe to assume he'd noticed me becoming an internet sensation. Jealous most probably. This felt good. So this is how famous people felt on a daily basis. I could get used to this.

The manager-Never did quite catch his name. Probably to thank me for my great contribution and protecting his money on my very first day.

The last person who followed them in was the first to be noticed. Seeing how huge he is.

Brutus. Of course.

However, instead of the remotely pleasant to hear "Mommy!" of Brutus, I heard the manager speaking in an angry tone -

"I heard you peed on my money you F.u.c.ker!?"

Ahhh. That's why he was here.

No 'thank you', no nothing.

Looks like Carolina's gonna have to wait.

But I don't know if she can handle waiting for too long, considering the way she's been eyeing me. I've seen that emotion often.

Respect?Worship?Gratefulness?

...No those were ones I was familiar with when I was god. This one, this one I got used to after falling.

.....

Oh yeah! Disgust. That's the one.

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