Maria's Epic Dream Journal of Awesomeness

**Maria92** · 01-13-2011 10:49 PM

01.13.2011

Paradiso Lucid (DILD)

FALSE DREAM DREAM LUCID
Achieved Goal, Action/Adventure, Enjoyable, Favorite, Lucid Dream, Vivid

I'm standing on a hover board, poised over a mighty, swift river, and travelling downstream at great speed. To the front is the Demon King, and to the rear is the Sith Lord. I'm holding a Halo-style sniper rifle. I know that it will be ineffective against the Demon King, so I swing it to the rear and open fire on the Sith Lord. I see his shields disrupt, weakening from the high-velocity rounds. I adjust the aim to his head and unleash another volley of shots. The shields are still up, and I'm running out of ammo.

The hover board suddenly lurches, and I'm thrown into the river. On top of that, there's a massive waterfall, and at the bottom is a vortex to another dimension. The Demon King falls first, but he falls wide, nearly missing the lip of the portal, but is ultimately sucked in. I follow him, plummeting straight into the heart of the swirling mass.

I'm suddenly in a nice-sized town. There is snow on the ground, and it is cold. Christmas lights are abundant. But nobody is out and about. I check a few businesses and homes, and they're all devoid of life. The entire town has vanished.

I continue on to a massive, mansion-like building at the center of the town. Upon entering it, I'm greeted by a massive foyer, filled to the brim with festivities. Numerous, well-lit Christmas trees and presents abound.

I'm suddenly struck by a sense of familiarity. I take the hallway on the right, and enter a smallish room with a monitor on one wall.

"Computer, lock onto my Dream Guide's signature."

The monitor displays a yellow beacon. The portal has been launched.

"I'm going lucid."

No sooner do I utter these words than the entire dream lurches, rapidly destabilizing as I become aware of my waking body. It fades out quickly, and ends as I try to spin.

**Maria92** · 01-14-2011 11:13 PM

01.14.2011

Almost a Gender Swap (Non-lucid)

FALSE DREAM DREAM LUCID
Enjoyable, Vivid

I'm in college...some sort of generic morning class. I shoot the breeze with a few classmates, and in doing so, reveal my secret fascination with becoming a girl. One of the dudes passes me an odd container. It looks like the tail off of a large dart, but hollow and filled with fluid of some sort. He explains that if I press the point into my chest, I'll be permanently transformed into a woman.

I take the vial and go to a corner of the room. Hastily, I talk myself into doing it, but as I'm about to make the final jab, my lesbian friend jumps out and tells me to stop. She explains I should be at home, actually considering the weight of what I'm about to do. Another woman tells me to hold off, saying that she used to be a he, and the potion I now hold will forever make me a lesbian, like her.

I stash the vial in my coat pocket and agree to wait for now. The class ends, and I travel to the next class. It's another generic, boring class. It lets out quickly...about noon time. My next class is five hours away, so I decide to go back home and give some serious thought to the whole transformation thing.

Along the way, I stop by the cafeteria. There's a baking class going on in one of the rooms near it. I sneak in and dive upon someone else's cupcake, then quickly leave.

I leave the cafeteria and walk back home. I think about how great it would be to show up to my next class as a woman. As I walk, I do some parkour, vaulting over a couple cars.

Finally, I reach the apartment, and get down to some serious thinking. Pros and cons. On the plus side, I'd be a woman. On the down side, I'd have periods...and pregnancy...and random dudes hitting on me...and I'd be payed less...and I'd be judged for being a lesbian...yeah, maybe this isn't such a great idea. I mean, I like being a dude, too. Being able to get away with looking like a pervert and being considered mostly normal, instead of a man-slut. Not having to worry about emotions at all. And yet, the incessant nag of curiosity is starting to get my goat. I remember the man in class saying something about an antidote. Perhaps I already had one? Checking the shelves, I see that I do. Well, with nothing to lose, perhaps simply transforming on a trial basis would be good, just to see if it is really worth it. I take the container, stab myself in the chest, and wake up.

**Maria92** · 01-17-2011 12:50 AM

01.16.2011

Cannibals in Hawaii (Non-lucid)

FALSE DREAM DREAM LUCID

It is some time in the future. The state of Hawaii has been left exclusively to cannibals. I arrive via sailboat on a small sandbar of an island with about nine cannibals on it. There is one other guy with me. We watch them dine on one of their comrades.

We decide to stop this savagery. It is one thing to eat already deceased humans, and quite another to murder them. We venture forth and speak with the counselor, who speaks English. She tells us that she has tried to get them to stop, but to no avail.

We gather them around and teach them how to use money to buy things like fruit smoothies. With them all happily sucking on blended fruit juice, we consider our mission a success, until one of them thanks us, then tells one of the others that it is his turn to be eaten. He seems a bit sad, but accepts his fate rather well. He climbs into this cartoonishly large black pot with a fire underneath. The dream ends.

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01.16.2011

Growing Puppy Girls (Non-lucid)

FALSE DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm at a lab, where humans are genetically engineered and grown. Some become normal humans, but others become human hybrids. In production today are humans crossed with dogs. They appear to be normal people, but with a spare set of large, floppy ears and a tail. They function as normal people do, but are slightly more friendly and like to have their ears scratched.

I watch as they mature at a rapid pace in their unconscious state, then come to the end of the line where they are awoken as fully-formed adults. They already have a standard education and their higher mental processes available to them. In addition, they have a complete memory of a fictitious, happy childhood.

I watch one woman emerge, still nude, from her pod. She catches me gawking, and comes over. There's a smile on her lips, and she makes no move to cover herself. Instead, she wraps her arms around me and kisses me. We start making out, and pretty soon, we have a small crowd of onlookers. I slide one hand down to her waist, and one up to her head, where I scratch her ears. Her tail wags on its own accord. We kiss again, and I offer her my coat to cover up with. She accepts, and the dream ends.

**Queen Zukin** · 02-04-2011 03:40 AM

Originally Posted by Mario92

01.16.2011

Cannibals in Hawaii (Non-lucid)
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01.16.2011

Growing Puppy Girls (Non-lucid)

Both of those dreams didn't need to end so soon! Would have loved to have heard what would have happened next.

Epic dream journal!

**Maria92** · 02-04-2011 07:13 AM

Thank you.

And knowing me, puppy girls would have ended in sex.

**Xedan** · 02-13-2011 07:09 AM

Originally Posted by Mario92

Thank you.

And knowing me, puppy girls would have ended in sex.

**Hukif** · 03-11-2011 05:40 AM

Where, are the updates? Give me MOAR!

**Maria92** · 03-11-2011 06:25 AM

Haven't had dreams in a long time.

**Maria92** · 03-22-2011 03:39 AM

03.21.2011

Prison Break (Non-lucid)

FALSE DREAM DREAM LUCID

It's a warm night with a full moon. I retrieve the rolls of toilet paper from my pack and go to work.

The numerous ribbons catch the ample glow of the moon, lighting up the yard. I know it well...after all, it is my own yard.

Sirens sound in the distance. The police are soon upon me. They've just been itching to book me for something. The sheriff asks me what religion I belong to, and I tell him I'm atheist. They handcuff me and haul me away.

Fast forward to prison, where I've apparently been convicted to 10 years for bullshit charges. They apparently linked me to some ancient bank robbery, then paid off the judge.

I walk around, talking to the other inmates. Most of them are also innocent, and the ones that aren't, are likewise there for overinflated crap. I find the prison's supplied computer terminal and go to work. We're all gonna bust out, right under their noses. I hack the system and splice in a bit of code that allows each numbered keypad to recognize two keys.

Under the cover of night, guided by the full moon, we all begin our escape. We pass by some guards, but it is so dark, they cannot see our true numbers. We reach the first fence, and I enter the hacked code. The door swings open, and we continue. The second door likewise swings open. We're now in a sort of supply area, where boxes and crates are stacked about. I can hear voices over the walkie-talkie I snitched from one of the guards.

"Roger that, prisoners converging on block four. Over and out."

Our time is brief. We continue our innocent, calm stroll, and reach the third and final fence. The portal to freedom. It swings open, I walk through, and immediately burst into a full sprint. I can hear the rotors of a helicopter approaching. I eyeball the place in front of me: NASA space camp. Authorized personnel only. Perfect.

The fence is torn down, apparently under maintenance. I rush through, only to find myself on a live set during a recreation of the lunar landing. Without breaking stride, I continue my full-boar sprint across the astroturf, invariably drawing the attention of a live TV camera.

My sprint leads me to a dead end, with other inmates hot on my heels. The director of the set comes out and gets us all chairs, then sits us down and asks us what we're all doing. Some children come out and watch us hesitantly. The director sees the opportunity for an educational experience, and gets one of the cameras on us.

We tell our stories, and once everyone learns that we aren't viscious and that the courts are corrupt, they ease up. I explain that I exhausted every possible legal avenue to show my innocence, but if I ever wanted to start my life, I knew I needed to break out. So I took up programming to do so.

The sheriff walks in and the mood turns hostile. The space camp people defend us, then chase him out of town. The dream ends.

**Maria92** · 04-25-2011 05:12 PM

04.25.2011

This One Goes to 12 (Non-lucid)

FALSE DREAM DREAM LUCID
Enjoyable, Romance, Sex, Vivid

I find myself in a sort of movie-style scene. The lights are dim and slightly tinted through the yellow cloth curtains. A slender and very hot black woman approaches from the shadows. She's already mostly naked, and I quickly join her.

Her touch is warm and her skin is soft. Sparks flare as I brush her nipples. She shows me the bed and pulls me down on top of her. I penetrate her, and we have sex. The feeling is...hard to describe. It is, however, much much better than anything I've felt before. I approach orgasm, and she tells me to cum inside her. I happily oblige, having a massive orgasm that far exceeds any of the ones I've had before in intensity, pleasure, and duration. Just as I finish, the dream ends.

**Maria92** · 05-14-2011 06:48 PM

05.14.2011

Longest Lucid Yet (DILD)

FALSE DREAM DREAM LUCID
Achieved Goal, Enjoyable, Favorite, Lucid Dream, Vivid

I'm walking around campus, hanging out inside a building. I've got a lot of time between now and my next class, so I find a comfy chair in a quiet room and doze off to sleep.

I awake inside a dream, fully lucid. I'm still at campus. Remembering the past failures of my lucids, I pause for a minute and think about what I want to do. Flying comes to mind, and I think that's a good place to start. I walk toward the open window, a bit nervous that this might not work. I concentrate on a point in the sky and will myself to move to it. Indeed, I quickly rise off the ground and sail effortlessly toward it.

I'm now hovering off the ground by about a hundred feet. It's a crisp winter day, but the air is warmer than I would have thought. I wonder if the snow feels cold, so I fly down to the ground and scoop some up. To my surprise and delight, it's quite cold, but realistically so.

I take to the air once more, drawing the occasional strange look from one of the girls on campus. The wind on my face and in my hair is a delight, but I soon grow bored of flying all the same. I touch down and run through a list of goals. Sex is an option. There was a girl back at the room who was making eyes at me. Then I think about changing genders, and then about summoning my DG once and for all. I opt for the last one and attempt to bring her to me. The summoning fails. Oh well, time for gender swapping. But no, I FA back into the room on campus. I consider how to improve the summoning...perhaps by using pentagrams and sorcery next time.