JackALope2323

Warning: Considering I have not been laid in a good eight months, my id happens to be a very horny bastard. This is reflected in the choices I make when I'm lucid.

I suppose I should start using the color text thing to make it all easier for you guys.

Black = Comment
Blue = Dreaming
Red = Lucid

It's actually really weird. I think I start out lucid. Anyways, I'm driving along a street in a rural area, and I notice two people talking on the side of it, one in a car, one standing outside. I look, and son of a bitch, the one standing out side is Adolf Hitler. Without the mustache, but, sure enough, it is Adolf Hitler. The reason automatically comes to my mind. Of course Adolf Hitler never died. He was captured by the allies, and given regenerative treatment so that he could live forever in America. Anyways, I'm curious, so I park my car and sneak onto Adolf Hitler's property. It's a pretty large property, with a mansion sort of house, a pool, with a yard and lawn that stretches for a good quarter of a mile.

The creme de la resistance, though? His parking lot.

It's not exactly a parking lot. Just the area where he stores his cars.

All of Adolf Hitler's fine, sexy cars.

After checking out his swimming pool and hot tub (Which I commented on with "Adolf Hitler! My main man!"), I turned around and noticed the cars.

I thought I was going to have a wet dream, right then and there. (Of course, that comes later.)

Despite all of the other sexy cars, my eyes are drawn towards one in specific: A classic, dark blue, muscle car. I'm not sure what it was, I just knew it was SEXY. So I walk over to it. Realizing it's locked, but realizing I'm lucid, I simply will the lock unlocked.

I get in the car. Full leather interior. Holy shit this car is so fucking sexy. I start it up (With imaginary lucid keys, of course.) and drive off of Adolf Hitler's parking lot, and back onto the road. I notice that Adolf Hitler was driving the crimson copy of this car just a bit down the road, so I stop to let him go further so that he doesn't spot someone stealing his car.

After a while of joyriding in the car, the guy Adolf Hitler was talking to (Who just so happens to be Hank from Breaking Bad) drives up to me, smiles at me, and nods. I know he knows I stole this car. I try to make his head pop with my lucid powers, but all that serves to do is sever my lucidity.

Fortunately, the dream doesn't end there. I ditch the car, and run to this rural barn-like thing. I figure it's actually a government testing site, a la Area 51, and trip the alarm intentionally. With Hank called off to check on that, I run into the field and attempt to hide behind the tall grass. While doing so, I notice a few kids and their parents walking around. That's when I realize I'm near my old elementary school. I get out of the grass, and get onto the playground.

I go lucid again, for some reason. Instead of doing anything right away, I just stand there and appreciate how REAL everything seems at the time. I go up to a metal pole and just feel it with my hands, feel the metal, and feel the sensory experience I'm normally only used to in real life.

Then my Id kicks in.

I try to use passive control in order to conjure up a... Erhm... Female. I try to think of a legitimate reason for any of the many girls I think are cute to be at the school at that moment. Nothing comes up.

What does come up, however is... Uhh...

Oh god, this part is so god damned embarrassing.

A good reason for my 50-something Sophomore history teacher to be there...

Unfortunately, my Id has full and complete control over me right now. I grab her, push her on the ground, pull down her panties from her skirt, and... Erhm... Get to work. Right there. In public. I figure, you know, since it's just a dream, oh well. My teacher just resigns herself to it.

I finish quickly, and lose lucidity and recall as I'm walking away.

I regain recall and lucidity as I'm walking through the darkened hallway of my old high school. I reach an intersection, and look left. My id, apparently not satisfied yet, notices one of my old female friends, M. Despite the fact that I know that, in real life, she has a boyfriend, I veraciously attack her.

Using my lucid powers, I tell her to kiss me. Unfortunately, my DCs aren't that weak willed. She starts biting my face, albeit playfully. After trying to make out with her a few more times and getting bit each time, I finally manage to start kissing her.

And then I do that some god damned thing where I lay her down right then and there, barely get enough clothes off to... Ehrm... Start it up, and then go at it.

I wake up before things even start to get really intense, though. Disappointed, maybe. But the making out was pretty good.


I have no idea where this fits in. I think somewhere during my drive in Hitler's car. I remember vaguely like I was watching a movie, some guy was on a second date with a girl, and he promised her that he'd drive really fast for her. And he did.

Note that I used the rubbing hands technique several times during all of these escapades, and it seems to actually work. Just forcing my mind to process sensory information from the dream world in general keeps my mind focused on it enough to stay there. Thanks for the tip, guys!