I woke up 5 in the morning because of my phone alarm. Lying on my bed, I shut it off and returned to sleep. This is where the whole thing starts. I dreamed of wandering in an industrial type neighborhood, a gloomy sight it was. It was pouring hard, so I sought shelter. Upon entering a building, it seemed like the whole setting changed and reset (along with my memory). Inside what's supposed to be a modern day, vertical building is some sort of Victorian-era style mansion, complete with all the antique wall paintings, fancy chandeliers and the like. It can be concluded by just looking outside the window, that it was night, for not a thing could be seen. All I have was a lantern, and mysteriously, some companions. I don't know why I wasn't troubled by the fact that some strangers were accompanying me. It seemed like I knew them for a considerable amount of time and they were with me in the first place. We wondered in the dark hall ways of the mansion, with only lanterns to guide our way. We entered a dining room and in the center, a small figure sat. With a sword that just came out of nowhere, I quickly attacked the small creature, only to be surprised by its identity. Small, green, and wrinkly, why yes, it was Yoda. Stunned, I quickly bowed down before his glory. With the master on our side, we continued to venture. We ended up in a large room, possibly one dedicated for all the dancing during the luxurious parties held back then. Coming from a far door adjacent to ours, a figure entered. One of my companions charged towards the mysterious figure, only to be killed with one slash. Fear permeated throughout the room, enough to break our will. We retreated and entered a small bedroom. With the doors locked, we huddled in one corner. Remember, the room was pitch black and we only have our measly lanterns. One can only imagine the fear we experienced. And the fact that Yoda was missing didn't help either. A sudden knock was heard, and we knew, it was the end. The door opened, but instead of the killer, it was my cousin. Behind him was the blinding light of the morning sun. Outside was the neighborhood where I spawned. I can only sigh in relief as I stepped outside knowing that I am away from that place. The dream then transitioned to a desert. Having no memory of the previous events, I continued walking along the dunes towards a town when suddenly a gigantic Sand Barioth emerged from the sands. Yes, it's Monster Hunter! The battle theme started and hundreds of hunters wielding different weapons and armors suddenly came out of nowhere. I was immediately launched literally a mile a way with just the flick of its tail. Alas, the beast was already slain the moment I was able to reach it after that mile walk. Upon inspection of its lifeless body, I was able to find an entrance. "Hmmm monsters shouldn't have doors on it" I thought to myself.
This is the most relevant part. Inside was a hallway similar to that found in homes. I walked along and stood in front of a door found at the left side. On it was metal plate. Written on said plate was "Prostitution". Curious, I opened the door and stepped inside. It was a square bedroom with large windows allowing the sun's light to come in. Sitting on the floor beside the door was a beautiful woman with only a blanket covering her chest and below. She had blank stare, she didn't talk nor move. She was simply there, sitting and staring straight as if I wasn't there. Remembering what's written on the door, one can only imagine what she went through. I cannot emphasize this enough, it was an inspiring yet depressing sight. The room's basic design, the ambient lighting by the sun and the expression emanated by the woman, as some form of art, it was stunning. I was both surprised and saddened by what I saw. Continuing along the hallway, I saw another door at the same side. Written on the door was "Masturbation/Pleasure". As with the first one, I stepped inside and again, saw an an inspiring yet depressing sight. It was basically a copy of the first room. The only difference was the woman's expression and action. This time around, the blanket's only covering her private parts. Her chest's now bare. Apparently, she was pleasuring herself. One hand's caressing her breast and the other below the blanket. Although the whole thing's sexual, I couldn't help but appreciate the whole thing's beauty. I stepped outside and saw another door. Sadly, I forgot what's written on it. Its inside was the same as the other two. But this time around, the woman's now naked. Everything about her was perfect. The brilliant glow of the sun on her skin was a sight to behold. My primal instincts awoken and threw her unto the bed. The touch of her skin unto mine and the level of detail of her body was disturbingly realistic. Now that I think about it, it is the most (if not one of the) realistic dream I've ever had. I inserted myself in and with that, everything disappeared.
In just one thrust, I woke up. Lying on my bed, I felt something in my privates. I slowly shifted my position and confirmed that I just had a wet dream. "You can't be serious" I thought to myself. I checked my phone and it said 5:30. Apparently, all of that happened in the span of 30 minutes.