11.12.2012First Floor Boob Awareness Room? (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I'm going into an elevator, and I press the button for "Floor 1," which is going up instead of down. There's a room that gets my attention, it's called "Boob Awareness" or something like that. It seems I'm there too early, because there's not a lot of people inside, just two girls showing random purple lineart of drawn women. So I head back out and go back at a later time. I head back to the door, slowly open it. There's a female wearing a black blouse, and she has a nice rack on her. Spoiler for 18+: I go into the room a bit more, and she quickly slams the door shut. She has her hands behind her ass, and rests them against the door. I get close to her, and immediately groped her breasts. She starts getting excited, and she starts saying a few naughty words that I can't recall too well. Her breasts feel so soft, and I moved them randomly, clockwise, anti-clockwise, up and down. Then I take the front of her blouse off, leaving it to hug under her huge tits. She starts getting even more stimulated from this, and then she gets closer to me and braces her body to mine. Then I wanted to aim to lick her nipples, but as soon as I'm doing that, I feel myself waking up gradually. The last fleeting moments involved both of us resting on the floor, with her on top of me. I think she told me that she wants to have anal sex.... Then I FUCKING WAKE UP, AND I CAN'T GO BACK BECAUSE I HAVE 20 MINUTES BEFORE I HAVE TO WAKE UP. FUCK MY LIFE. FUCK IT._________________________ 11.12.2012Tied Up (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I only remember being tied up, and I feel like I'm in the body of Ryoma Echizen, the same dude I posted a picture of in the last dream journal entry (where he had green aura around him and held a red racquet). My feet were tied up, and my hands were behind my back and tied up as well. I tried avoid this bald dude wearing a swamp green shirt and regular denim jeans that I feel is trying to find me. I scooted over near a pile of dead leaves, hoping that I could avoid him. He still finds me, and he takes me back to wherever he wants to take me. Then I get a dream shift where I'm probably in a dream body of my waking life body. I end up going into this area that overall has a brown setting to it. It almost resembles a restroom, and the urinals are spread out. I think I'm following a group of random people, maybe 2-3. We're planning to jump over the urinals, since there's a huge gap on top of them to get out of. I see the same bald dude with the swamp green shirt and denim jeans, but I don't have the feelings of fear like before when I was Ryoma Echizen. I guess I was a completely different mindset in this dream.
I started to want to see my mom naked. So I began to be nice to her and do whatever she said. We were on a bus and her straps on the camisole she was wearing started to fall to her arms, and she wasn't wearing a bra. She was joking about how innapropriate that was or something, and I told her I didn't mind. When the bus got to it's stop, my mom got off so I followed her. She went in front of a docking bay, and let her boobs hang out for everyone to see! She turned around and showed me, and said something like hers don't look good because she's old, then I told her she had nice boobs. Then we got back to our van and I got in the middle seat. Mom was packing some stuff into the trunk and the van started driving down the road by itself. I just sat there and Mom was still packing the trunk while it was going. Then when she finished, she ran by the side of the car and got in the middle seat next to me. We talked for a little while. Next thing I know, we were at home and she laid an Xbox 360 controller standing on its side on the floor. She said at 4-5 P.M. you can knock it down for a baseball card. I said we didn't have any baseball cards, so we looked around for regular cards. I found a pack of good playing cards, but before I could use them, Mom got a pack of small cards, and shot them all over the floor, all 52 of them! So I decided to help her pick them up because I wanted to see those boobies again. While I was picking up cards, there were also little puzzle pieces all over and other junk. When it was all cleaned up, Mom walked out of her bedroom, and was licking her finger seductively, and I was gonna do something, then Dad walked out of the bathroom and stopped me from doing anything. It barely looked like my dad though because he had medium length hair, not short; wore a baseball cap, which he never does; and he wasn't wearing his glasses. Me and some other kids (4 guys 1 girl) started a gang in our neighborhood. Our hideout was underneath a building. There was a small area of brick that moved up and down so you could lift it and get in. You would have to strech between to walls to get down to the floor. Also before you could even get on the ground you had to do something with your hands (so only your feet were holding you) then something with your feet (so only your hands were holding you). The girls wouldn't have to do that though because it would be too hard. Somehow Mr L (He's the strictest most bitchly teacher at my school who gets you in trouble for just about anything) found our gang hideout, and stopped our gang. Next thing I know we are at some festival and we're in a big tent with a restaurant in it. I see people outside the tent in a big crowd so I start making peace signs at them and saying, "Pee." (Instead of peace) Then the old lady behind the counter at the restaurant starts having problems with her dentures. They're buzzing really loud, and Mr L tells one of the guys in my gang to stop, but he's not doing anything. The lady tries to fix her dentures but nothing works. Victoria Justice set up a ladder on some wall and put a clear tube around it, then another yellow tube around it. She said she wanted me to go in there with her. I tried to get in and could barely fit. I did want to go in there with her (she's hoottt), but we just wouldn't be able to fit.
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06.12.2012There's Your Reason.... (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID My father buys this new fancy silver car, and I get to go out for a test drive on it. The setting is late at night, and I go inside of the vehicle to start it, but it's moving on it's own. Aw crap. I try to stabilize the vehicle, and I realize it's already over the bump and on the grass instead of the road. I couldn't do anything about it, because it somehow magically bumps to the side. I get out to look at the vehicle for any kind of damage, seems like everything is okay. My father comes out of nowhere to check the vehicle, and it looks at the front, and I look at the front. For a few seconds, I look at this girl in front of me wearing a blue shirt, dark blue jeans, and she looks a lot like Christina from my college. She looks at me for a while, and then looks down. I don't know where she's looking at though, probably the car next to me, but during that time, I didn't know where the car was because I was surprised she appeared. While he has his back facing me with his knees on the ground to check the front of the vehicle, I look at the bottom of the front again, and there's some pretty bad damage done to it. I notice this before my father does, and when he's cognizant of it, he gets up and asks for a reason why this happened. I was stuttering because I was in a mental conflict on deciding whether or not I should tell him that the vehicle moved by itself (which it did), or just shrug and say I don't know and take whatever verbal nonsense hes going to spew out ot me. He keeps pestering me on what happened, and his tone gets even more serious. My words get even shorter, I can't even think properly, saturated with fear and being forced to make a decision with him........ My voice gets deeper and even more serious, and I just give him a piece of my own mind and essentially told him to just go screw himself. I walk out of there without looking back. Sucks when you try to tell the truth to your father in your dreams, and yet that same truth is obviously going to considered a lie. That's dream logic for you......_________________________ 06.12.2012Light Green Corset and Boobies (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I just remember a pair of breasts half covered with a light green corset, and it's an actual female in front of me too. Go dream mind! Anyway, even though I didn't see the lady's face, or couldn't recall seeing her face, I think she wore a white lab coat over the corset, but she made sure the corset was the eye-candy here for me. She's really close to me. While I'm sitting there in first person perspective feeling awkward but ready to do almost anything once I break free from that, the lady breaks the awkward moment and tells me, "These never break...." I think she's groping her breasts, or maybe I am? I can't remember, but whatever actually happened, it was probably her breasts that she was talking about, and not the corset she's wearing. This really sucks you know, boobies right in front of me. _________________________ 06.12.2012Sniper Mission (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I'm on a huge cliff, a very huge cliff side. The overall setting of the landscape is green, almost felt like a jungle that had an waterfall cave if I jumped off the starting point. But doing that would probably get me killed, and I don't mean the gravity, I meant the several soldiers that had the light faded swamp-ish camouflage outfits with automatic weapons. The sky is blue, barely any clouds, nice day isn't it? Nice day to assassinate someone Link. I don't know how the hell I accepted this task, and I know this isn't something I would do just for fun and a thrill, I don't really like those kinds of risky situations where I only have a sniper rifle while at least 10-20 soldiers have automatic weapons. My mission was simple, hide behind some natural greenery on top of a cliff, and then shoot the soldier who is currently putting someone on a choke hold that looks completely innocent. Then again, with 10-20 soldiers, I don't think they would form together if it was just your average joe. I waste no time stalling, I take aim with the sniper, and try to take things slowly and not rush. I take a shot, and I miss. Hm....... No one is out to shoot me as yet? Guess this sniper rifle must be silenced! Sweet! This tempts me to be a little more sporadic, bad move.... I shoot two more times and miss....then things get a little hectic. One or more of the soldiers saw the rebound on the ground where the bullet hit, and they all start looking around to see where it came from. I can't remember what I did next to get myself out of that situation, but the dream resets itself to where I'm back on top of the cliff again. Oh, and about the cliff, it had a semi-circular walkway, so that means that if I shoot in one spot, I can go at some other arch and take a shot. But of course, that isn't really enough to promote more failures though, but it was better than nothing. Instead of going back to the same plan of just shooting the same soldier holding someone in a choke hold, or whatever they're doing, I take a moment to stop and stand up for a while. All of the soldiers are looking in one direction, all of them have their backs facing me, so this means that the area I'm in, it must be a dead-end, so it makes sense that the soldiers would take for granted of not adding extra security around this mini semi-circular cliff. Oh well, better opportunity for me to abuse that advantage of mine. I think for a little while, and decided that since I have to kill one person, shouldn't I just kill everyone else so they won't be a distraction in case I miss a few shots again? All soldiers are 10-30 (give or take) feet away from the guy holding the hostage or whoever it was, so this gives me more than enough time to do several actions at once. I get some grenades, and since the soldiers are split into three groups, I quickly throw one grenade for each section that's split off. Then I run like a little bitch for cover. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOM EXPLOSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSION. I expected some gunfire as a form of retaliation, but I pretty much killed off the all the men except one. I quickly duck and grab my sniper rifle to aim at the guy, but even when I'm shooting, I'm still missing! What is going on?!?!?! I keep shooting, and by this point, I think the weapon I had was some kind of modded sniper rifle that was automatic, or at least had less recoil and delay time to where it felt semi-automatic. The guy isn't going down, something is wrong here. I throw grenades to kill off all of the men supporting him in case things go wrong, and I can't snipe properly? The guy doesn't know where I am, but he's really starting to get pissed at me. He slowly walks up, and I'm a little shocked that he's coming in to give me a better shot at him, but no time to stop and stare, I move a little to the right of the semi-circular cliff, almost to the end. I aim the sniper rifle at him again, this time, while his back is facing me. This doesn't feel right, to shoot someone at the back of their head, but whatever, he's going to kill me if I don't do something. I swear I had good aim with this sniper rifle, and I even tried putting my aiming sights a good 3-4 inches on the area he's most likely to walk towards to and shoot 1-2 seconds before he gets there as well. THAT DOESN'T WORK EITHER. I can't remember anything else, other than a dream shift to another dream that gave me a few lulz0rs now that I think about it...._________________________ 06.12.2012Call of Duty: World At War Dome Map Ownage (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I'm at the Dome map in the COD:WAW, though most of the dream had the Wii graphics, which means the enemy soldiers would have some parts of their face faded out....in other words, horrible graphics. Anyway, it had that multiplayer-esque kind of feeling to it. I start out in the match by throwing grenades at possible area that people might be in to get a few quick kills from the start. Then I realize the other side is doing the same thing. Why do I know that? Because there's a flash grenade the lands RIGHT next to my right foot. Crap. RUN!!! I manage to shift my field of vision away from the flash, but I still have a slightly diluted pitched hearing for a few seconds, and in front of me, a cloud of smoke appeared already. I knew that some people were behind that to use for cover. Instead of staying in one spot trying to shoot at the smoke, which would give the other side the opportunity to spray and pray and somehow hit me, I go into the smoke and take out a knife and stab everyone in it. These people are complete noobs, but better than me being dead I guess. Then I go down the stairs, and I go behind that little statue where the little gaps for surprise attacks will be. I see two or three more noobs all stacked together of easy kills, with their backs facing me. Wow, is it just me, or have people in these set of dreams I've had have their backs facing me? Meh, not going to interpret that, because interpretation is too subjective. I stab all of them for easy kills, and I practically go bat shit crazy with the cockiness, feeling like no one in this team is going to be able to kill me. Then I see a fast movement on the right side of my peripheral vision, and I quickly get serious and turn around. Seems there's one enemy that is using common sense in multiplayer shooting match. I think I did a side flip (you can't even do that in the game lmao, what the hell, I'm a hax0rs) to dodge his gunshots, and I think I shoot him. I can't remember much after that, but there's one more dream shift that takes another 180 in terms of making sense._________________________ 06.12.2012Your Heart Rate = How you do #2???? (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID This dream was so stupid at the end. Anyway, I think I'm just spectating on what's happening, though I've had moments where I felt I was in the experience. There's a guy who's facing two men, both of them are black, and really good with weapons. The guy is having a hard time dodging most of their shots, because when they run out of weapons, they immediately switch to another weapon, and the guy who is trying to avoid and shoot them only has hand guns on him. There's room that if you go into it, there's going to be a lot of close quarters firing, so one little mistake could be the end of your life. The guy with only hand guns, who is Caucasian I believe, goes inside of the room. The black guy runs out of ammo from his hand gun I believe, which lets the white guy have some time to calm down before the next move is played. But NOPE, the black guy gets a shotgun out, the more modern ones, not the stereotypical red-neck shotguns. The Caucasian male literally screams in disappointed, "AWWW SHIT!!!" The black guy shoots, but misses, and the Caucasian male dashes like hell because the other guy has to reload between every shot I believe. Then the dream has a weird twist to it. The Caucasian male goes up to the black guy and does that "WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT" gesture with his arms, and the black guy puts down his weapon to see what's up. The Caucasian male shows the black guy a sheet protected with some plastic (forgot what you call those things, something protectors?). And on the sheet were different numbers of heart rates. The font was black, and the columns that lined up those numbers had a red background behind them with a black border on each rectangle containing the numbers. The Caucasian male says something about not getting his heart rate up because it affects how he takes a shit? Um.....okay........................ That's all I remember, and thank god that's all I remember for that one. And what did I learn from that dream? Absoluteeellllllllllllllly NOTHING. Wow, my recall is getting a little decent now.
Someone said they were punishing anyone with an "I love boobies" wristband.
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