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    Lucid Porn Class

    by , 05-25-2012 at 01:59 AM (1028 Views)
    I liked this dream despite a few strange elements. It's the first dream I've ever had where I purposefully chose my gender during the dream, one of the best transformations ever!

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    [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The school day has started and I am walking the halls asthough a student, a backpack slung over my shoulder. I feel like a spy, oragent of some police force sent to figure out who is selling drugs or testscores, though nothing I see or do suggests this. Itís just a feeling.[/FONT][/SIZE]
    [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I head down a set of stairs to my classroom, and the area iscluttered with people standing outside the door. It seems class isnít open yet,and the bustle of people around me is causing quite a jam, spilling onto thestairs as well. Looking over at some of the people coming down the stairs Irealize they all have their blue books, ready to head to their class. I doníthave a blue book, or perhaps my teacher doesnít use them, but I really feel Ishould have one of the blue books.[/FONT][/SIZE]
    [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]As we stand there it becomes clear that some other teacherhas left the campus for some unknown reason, and their students were sent to myclass as there was no other place to send them. I canít imagine what it is thatwould drive a teacher to leave so abruptly and cause their class to have tocombine with another. It must have been serious.[/FONT][/SIZE]
    [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]We finally are let into the classroom and allowed to findseats as best we can. Standing there I feel a little anxious about not having myblue book, a feeling of confusion that we should have them but no one in sightexcept for the other class has brought them. I sit down at a desk with my backto the wall, the open doorway to my right and beyond the girl sitting next tome. People in the class start pairing up and sharing their blue books, and Ilook around to see if anyone is near me that will share. The girl sitting nextto me (on the right) is cute and she smiles at me before bumping her deskcloser to mine. A book is open on her desk and itís clear she means to let mesee it also but I donít believe it is the blue book weíre supposed to have.[/FONT][/SIZE]
    [FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]In the row in front of me and diagonally to my right isanother cute girl, and she doesnít mind sharing her book with me. Sheís not as sexy-cute as thefirst girl but still very pretty, and her willingness to help me out is atremendous relief. At the front of the class a video is showing, displayed onan older tube-style TV on a stand. Not many people seem to be paying attentionto it and I find I am distracted by the girl before me, more so as she reachesback to me and we hold hands on a blanket that has appeared between us. I feelgrateful the teacher can not see us holding hands below the folds of the lumpyblanket.[/SIZE][/FONT]
    [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The teacher has to leave class for a few minutes, presumablyto use the bathroom, and oddly he puts on his sport coat, a brownish tweedjacket that is a relic from years past. He hands me the remote for the TV and Ipresume it is because I am the oldest, and likely the most responsible, in theclass. Itís long and similar to the remote for my Sony TV so I feel comfortablebeing in control of the video, and I think he knew this. He walks out and thedoor shuts behind him.[/FONT][/SIZE]
    [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]With the door shut and the teacher gone, the paired upcouples in the classroom begin making out. Itís rather surprising for aclassroom that so many people would be able to hook up so quickly, though Iímnot opposed to the behavior. To enhance the mood someone changes the TV programto a pornographic movie though it doesnít seem to encourage people to watch theTV. The girl I had been holding hands with has gotten up from her seat and hasmoved closer to the TV stand so she has room to smoke her bong. Iím impressedthat she has been able to get a bong into school, and I observe her take in arather large hit of smoke.[/FONT][/SIZE]
    [FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]My friend Pearce has also been smoking weed and he seems tobe talking to me about the experience, though Iím barely listening. He hasbecome super-high, he tells me, and he definitely prefers this effect over theeffects of Ecstasy. This prompts me to reach into my backpack and pull out astring of blue pills, similar to a candy necklace, and I break one off and popit into my mouth. I hold the string upto his view and say, ďI much prefer Ecstasy to weed.Ē I then lower the stringinto a film canister, placing a few coins on top to keep the pills from pryingeyes should I ever be investigated.[/SIZE][/FONT]
    [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Walking around a couple desks and up to the front of theclass by the TV I reach my hand out to the girl I had been holding hands with.She extends her hand and shakes mine. ďI never got to properly meet youearlier.Ē[/FONT][/SIZE]
    [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]ďIím Cat.Ē Her hand is soft.[/FONT][/SIZE]
    [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]At this moment I become completely lucid and debate how I shouldanswer her. I could go female or male, and during this time my appearance seemsto take on a fluid appearance, a shifting of colors and swirls that I can seealong my arms and legs. Guessing her to be more attracted to males and unlikelyto be a lesbian I decide to go with male and my form immediately solidifies.[/FONT][/SIZE]
    [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]ďIím Charles.Ē [/FONT][/SIZE]
    [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]My clothes have changed, and Iím wearing a light-blue denimshirt. I can feel a goatee on my face and my hair is now short. Itís a weirdfeeling being in this body but it seems to suit the situation better. I feelmore confident that she and I will make out soon.[/FONT][/SIZE]
    [FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]Sniffing the air I have a moment of clarity and realize weneed to clear out the pot smoke from the room. I start looking around for some other source of smell, something worthyof opening a window. Behind me is an open doorway leading into a small bathroomand a rather homely-looking boy is sitting on the toilet. My gaze is returnedby a smile filled with braces gone wild, and a slight wave. In my mind Iidentify him as Dumpy-Humphrey, mainly because of his similarity to a boy Iwent to school with. [/SIZE][/FONT]
    [FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]The pooping boy is a good start but I know we will needsomething more. I really need something stronger, something everyone hates.With a burst of courage and a lack of shame I shout to the class, ďI need agirl to throw up!Ē I request a girlbecause theyíre more likely to be acquainted with sticking their finger down their throat and puking.[/SIZE][/FONT]
    [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Thankfully one of the girls obliges and makes a nice spot inthe corner. Good. I explain to the other girl I thought was cute; ďWe couldopen up a window now because of the smell, to air things out and not besuspicious.Ē [/FONT][/SIZE]
    [FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]Knowing the teacher is likely returning any second I take aquick look around the room. The TV is still on and the people on the screenseem awfully familiar, and look suspiciously like the people in the porn movieThe Room which Adult Swim likes to air on April Foolís Day. Oh my God, I think,is the TV still showing PORN??!! No, itísokay, I realize itís just the show from earlier and someone has kindly switchedit back from the adult movie during the time I was looking for someone to throwup. All is well.[/SIZE][/FONT]
    [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And then I wake up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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