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I’m outside somewhere, maybe an apartment complex. I have Stella with me and notice a couple with a dog approaching. It looks like a black border collie and I recognize it as a dog Stella has seen several times but hasn’t been able to meet. Stella notices the dog, but the couple keeps approaching. The man, shirtless and fit, wearing sunglasses and a stoic expression, asks if he can ask me something. I say yes and then ask if our dogs can meet because they’re so close right now and haven’t gotten to meet. He amicably says yes and I explain that she gets frustrated when she’s on leash and can’t meet other dogs. Their dog, what now looks like a retriever, sits by me and playfully chews on my fingers. I clearly feel its sharp little teeth. Stella is very close but is largely ignoring the dog. Now one of them jumps to his back and he catches it with his hands behind his back. He never asks me what he was going to.



I’m walking into a building, a restaurant or something similar. I’m also a woman or dressed as one. I have on a light blonde wig that is not very convincing. I think I also have women’s clothes on. There is attention on me as I walk through to the restroom; I’m aware that I don’t fully look like a woman and stand out to judgmental people but don’t really care. I walk with confidence. There’s a small 90 degree hallway into the restroom, the floor of which is very cluttered with what looks like green foam blocks. They’re hard to get around and I think of what a hazard/liability they are. In the restroom now, the urinals are taken and 2-3 people are waiting. (I went into the men’s, slightly unsure, because I think I still have a penis). I notice two stereotypical straight white men who I know are going to throw a fit about me being in here.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

I am a short chubby bald dude who works in a family brewery that is about to go brankrupt. Four other people work there, three dudes and a girl. The older dude is the father, the other two guys I think are brothers and the lady, who is a pretty 30 something administrative is the only one not in the family.
One day, on my way to work, I find some really weird shit, like a human sized capsule with a kind of giant turnip inside, with little buds that look like feet. I get one of those buds and I bring it to the brewery and exoeriment making a beer from it. It is surprisingly good and totally different.
The next day there is a fight because things look dire and the boss gets upset with my experiments. When I leave, I am walking by my old (RL) intermediate school and it is dark. The gates are closed and some suspicious guy is parked at the entrance inside the car. I suspect he is up to some shady businesses, so I back up slowly and walk away down the road in the shadows. Then I am approached by a strange creature which looks like that turnip I saw in a capsule, but they levitate and have a normal head that talks and long hair that moves like tentacles. They also have what seems like a long sword and threathen me with it. I run away but they teleport and cut my path. I ask what they want, they explain the turnip was one of their friends and I desecrated their body. I had no idea. I explain I meant no harm, invite them to the brewery. They come out of hibernation. We exhange info about ourselves and our worlds. They are on some mission on Earth and must not be found by authorities, so they ask if we can hide them. We become acquainted, they bring on their other friends, still in capsules and they settle in the brewery as a safe refuge. Turns out their little buds are like deposits of waste (basically poop) which detach when it's the appropriate time, so I didn't really cut a limb.
They stay for some time and I ask permission to use their waste buds for producing beer. They agree. They ask for our help in return and we establish a partnership. Each month they provide us a supply of buds and we offer something in returnto help them explore planet Earth.
Meanwhile, business is going great because of our innovative secret beer, so we are all cheerful and dancing and partying, including the aliens. Their leader pushes my boss and the secretary together and makes them admit they love each other, which they do and they kiss. We all cheer. Then one of the aliens comes to me and says he also loves the leader and wants to declare to her. I am like "they're a she?" not knowing why I'd thought they were a he. And he nods. So I help him with the romantic moment and they also kiss or whatever. And everybody lived happily ever after.

I am in some fairly empty feeling building, heading for the restrooms. I almost accidentally go into the women’s - I think the font on the doors was confusing or something. I think someone was opening the door to come out right before I mistakenly entered. While the door was open, I could see that the bathroom was large and fairly empty. On the tall wall I notice an opening like a large mail slot. In it is Brian’s (the new Asian kid at work) face, staring with a blank expression. I find this slightly odd. I go into the men’s room now, which is also large and empty. I use the urinal and then notice that the other side to that opening in the wall is in here. I push the flap slightly and peek into the women’s restroom. Someone is in there, so I slowly move the flap back down, hoping they won’t see the movement of it. I think it would be very easy for someone in there to notice this opening. I now see Michele. She has a stroller and a young child. I think I am now in the bathroom right by her, but it is like she can’t see me.

For this dream I tried to transform into a female friend of mine.

I was in a house that was not familiar. It was almost like a log cabin. Something ticked in my brain and I did a reality check. I made my way to the bathroom, and saw myself in the mirror. I thought of my lucid goal then went for it. I reached for the sink put some water in my hand then proclaimed "this magic potion will transform me into x". I saw and felt myself shrink down into her. It was a fairly fast process, that felt like a tingling. I shrank 10 inches in height, and lost 70 pounds. My clothing shifted into her black t-shirt and black jeans. I was my friend clothing and all in the mirror. I felt the weight of the long black shoulder blade length hair on my head. I felt the weight of having breasts on my chest. I then said to myself "whoah I am x"! Then I kept saying stuff in her voice which amused me. I decided I would walk around a bit, It felt so bizarre I had her hip sway and wiggle. I also had the the distinct feeling of having a really tight pair of panties on that cupped my crotch and undercarriage in a way that I never thought possible. It was almost like phantom limb between my legs. I walked around the house a bit then went outside, it was really bright and sunny. I walked down a sidewalk for a bit then woke up.

Morning of June 9, 2015. Tuesday.



I have had more vampire-related dreams in the past month than I have had in my lifetime, which is hardly any as stated several times before. In this one, which is fairly vivid though not lucid, I am also a young female, which I suppose sounds unusual to the inexperienced. Then again, considering I dream fairly often of being a letter of the alphabet or a rune (as well as having been vehicles, including a bus - and even a building), the situation is moot.

In this dream I mostly fly around showing my fangs to anyone who annoys me and sometimes creating lightning from my fingertips. My flying position is typically upright, though sometimes diagonal. There is a scene where I take the heads off of several males and roll them across an area in a parking lot near a storefront, like a bowling ball. I am not exactly sure what I look like, though after a time, my dream takes on a new theme.

The only familiar characters at any point are my best friend from school days (Toby T) and my wife’s mother. There is a strange changeover in emotion. I “know” I am female, though there is a point where doubt begins to grow. I am at a movie theater (prior to seeing any known characters) where everyone else is nude, and I feel very embarrassed about wearing clothes (recurring in-dream situation), especially such a large fancy outfit, so much so, I begin to move away, closer to the theater wall so people will not know I am dressed. I contemplate removing everything I am wearing, but my dream shifts to a different setting and situation.

Somehow, someone “knows” who I am, though the setup makes no sense. I am recognized as an actress by at least two people at some sort of public venue, though apparently actually a male, yet still a female in the movies. As I am standing, even though I get a vague impression I may be male (I feel a small movement which creates the impression of a small animal crawling under my clothes - and seems rather unfamiliar yet somehow “right” and some sort of “evidence” that I may be male), I decide I will be nude from then on to prove my status as a “real” female vampire witch. (This is completely different from the first scenes of my dream in my character focus and overall mood.) I “know” that I will excel in exposing these other people as just gossipers. (Besides, the mouse will probably escape and not be seen anyway - in-dream “logic” - imagine a male part being able to come and go like a small animal with a mind of its own.) My total certainty about this aspect of my dream is a very familiar but ambiguous presence of somehow knowing I am the dream-maker, yet not at all lucid.

In another scene, which seems to be a different dream, I seem to be a male (though still associated with magic and vampirism). I am in some sort of friendly meeting with three unknown females with darker skin, in an undefined building (in a mostly featureless rectangular room and sitting on the floor). Although they seem to like and care about me in what seems an augmented empathic setting, I feel a bit strange (but do not express how I feel) in putting on a pair of pants that are over-sized, the crotch and back area almost bowl-like and almost going up to my chest when pulled fully up against my body. I will certainly need a belt, but at the time, I do not have one. It is difficult to imagine going out in public like this with any sense of dignity. One of the females leaves to go to a public venue. Once again, I feel embarrassed upon wearing clothes in-dream (a lifelong recurring theme, often associated with realizing my pants are an ugly or weird style, sometimes clown-like) even though the three females are dressed informally for the most part and do not appear out-of-place.

1/21/14* hearing about a riot in (2nd city south of here) after a "(something) & Dreams" event. Hearing this news apparently takes me to the event. Controversy over some of the displays made. I then find myself in a classic dark ride going past these displays that participants apparently made. We are all hanging in air from long ropes as we go through the ride. One of the early displays was obviously controversial because it was an animatronic creature that looked like a stylistic hybrid of a penis and a vagina (the shaft had a vagina like opening part way up and the head was more pointed like a dutch hat with the flaps curved inwards, kind of a stylized directional arrow)...odd! (day residue? heard about siblings last night that each took the other's gender-as if their gender was confused at birth). Another animatronic display was a mythical-hero-looking, rocky-dark-gray-statue-guy kissing what looks like a male mythical-human-shaped creature. A girl in front is scared and grabs onto me and I hold her from behind. We are going past a long grayish curtain and something is just bound to pop out at any moment so I close my eyes a couple of times and I realize that this is a dream. We're still going by the long curtain for a while but then I start seeing black cobblestones or similar and wonder if the dream is fading but somehow I keep the same (though somewhat boring) scene going for what feels like another 20 to 30 seconds (using something very similar to the way I nudge on the vibrations) before I finally end up back in bed and needing to get up to go to the bathroom. This all happened 5 hours after going to bed and *before* my wbtb so it was more of a spontaneous dild that I tie to my self awareness work. 99

In this non lucid dream fragment I was under the impression that I was Dr Who, even though I was famale. I remember running to the bathroom from some people who were either my enemies or authorities of sort or both. I remember locking the door. I peed a very long time. I remember thinking that if they saw how long I peed they would not doubt that I was the Doctor. Of course, Dr Who is known for having two hearts not an unusually large bladder, but in my dream, I did not know that.

I am an omnipresence for most of this dream, as well as a character in it
There is a girl in school, not really sure of the age, maybe 14 or so. She's not very feminine looking, for this reason she gets teased mercilessly by the boys. She has to take a sex education course as part of her required courses, but she starts to miss her classes. The teacher feels it would be better for her to talk to one of her fellow students, so he sends me out to find out what is going on with her.

She tells me about her problems with the boys, how they tease her and call her names. While we are talking some kid chases after her and makes a big show of cutting off her hair, making her look even more masculine. She's very upset. Another student is sent to help her, talk to her, a pretty and popular girl. Over a short time this girl student makes her way into the trust of the tortured girl. As a sort of half baked "test", she decides to make a pass at the butch girl to see how she will respond. Rather than push the popular girl away, the butch girl reacts passionately, fully into making out with the pretty girl.

Shocked, the pretty girl pushes her away after she's felt something pushing against her that should not be included in the female anatomy. The butch girl freaks out, crying out of shame and embarrassment. Now the whole school will know her secret.

It is revealed that the butch girl's parents made their daughter take hormones and undergo a cosmetic procedure to change her into a girl when she was a baby, but she was actually born a boy. She feels betrayed by her parents but finally free in a way to finally know the truth.

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I'm switching to the five star system for a couple of reasons. For one thing, it allows you, the reader, to know which of my entries are skippable (ie: this one). For another, I'm sure it will aggravate the person who keeps one-starring my entries. You know who you are.

I hate clothes shopping. Also, "blonde" isn't in my browser dictionary. Weird.

09/25/10



I need some new clothes for job hunting. In this frame of mind, I find myself in a moderately high-end clothing store in a mall. I'm looking along the racks on the wall, and I've found what appears to be a genuinely horrifying purple-striped dress shirt. It seems fine within the dream, though. I pick up a pair of pants or two, even though they're brown and probably won't fit properly. I've decided that this store has shirts that fit really well, but I usually buy my pants at another store. I pick up another pair of jeans and head over to the changing rooms.

"Doors are unlocked, right?" I ask the salesperson behind the counter.

"What?" She looks up. She's blonde, early twenties, and has her hair pulled up into a ponytail. She looks me up and down, seemingly confused about something. I've probably switched genders in the last five seconds or something.

Time skip. I've finished trying things on. Now I'm looking at shoes.

Somebody get me out of here.

Scare Factor: Through the roof. (1/10)