Ophelia's Book O' Fun II

All kinds of new stuff here. First of all, due to some recent family tragedies and issues, I was up until 5:30am. I woke up at 6am, then again at some point, then again at noon. This time when I went back to sleep, I was drifting off and watching some swirly images on the back of my eyelids. I thought to myself, "If I have a lucid dream now, I don't even want to attempt any goals or anything, just a hookup." I felt so mentally and emotionally exhausted, that I didn't even like the idea of any tasks. This has happened to me a few times, happen to any of y'all? Anyway, the swirly images took me straight into a dream then right back out, but the images now looked like my dog Daisy's nose lol. So I just focused on this snout, because somehow it anchored me right into a dream. NO vibrations.. a first for me.

But like my usual WILDs, I started out in my bed. For some reason I didn't try to take anything carefully or slowly like I usually do, I was just in kind of an IDC mode. I just sped to the bedroom door, almost tripping over the entangled blankets. I got to the door and I thought I about lost the dream, because my heart was racing, and I was breathing hard. I really felt it. Everything went kinda "Wom wom wom wom wom" for a moment, but I held on, and I didn't wake up after all. I left the room and went down the hall, already set on finding a hot chick (yes I'm aware I have a problem, or I'm half gay or idk what). The hall opened into the living room and there was an older woman and a young guy I think. I walked up to them (completely aware that I was female at this point btw, because I remember feeling a little awkward that I could see my long hair all strewn about my face, yet I was about to ask them something that a guy should be asking), and asked, "Hey, where's that hot chick who lives here?" [Notice I didn't ask "IF" there was a hot chick here, I asked straight up "WHERE" she was ] The older woman pointed to another room. It was a sunny room with a bay window. The first object I saw in the room was a baby grand piano, and a pretty lady was playing the piano. She was wearing a red turtleneck sweater, and a short skirt. She looked half hispanic, with a really nice layered hairdo. I walked up to her and she smiled at me, and I noticed one of her teeth was slightly crooked, but in a cute way. I just said, "hey baby" and grabbed her , lifted her off the piano bench and tried to kiss her. She didn't want to at first, but then I was like "Come onnnnnn" [my dream, my woman]. I kissed her and she let me this time. A few heated moments of frenching and kissing her neck (I like doing that, maybe it's because i like MY neck being kissed irl?? And I think as a guy, I can do it better than guys irl hahahaha, sorry boys). I transformed into a guy without even trying this time. There was a mirror on the wall by the piano, and I caught my reflection in the corner of my eye in between kisses (I keep my eyes open the whoooole time by the way, just in case of lost lucidity), and I had short hair like a guy. Plus I noticed something happening downstairs So predictable. I I pulled down my jeans and sat on the piano bench. I lifted her skirt and sat her on my lap. Then ... same ol' same ol'. Felt gooood though. No wonder men are such hornballs. At one point (and this is weird), I put my hands under her shirt while we were at it, but she didn't have a bra, and hardly any boobs. Which felt like I was in danger of getting turned off, so I just massaged her chest until boobs started to grow right under my hands. Really interesting sensation. We did it for maybe 15 seconds but I woke up just when I was about to finish. Oh well.

Didn't get her name either I'm such a jackass.