The Gnome Village of Neptune and The Angel Hand

Hey everyone!

It's been more than eight years since I last posted on the forum. I haven't made much effort to lucid dream over that period and thus don't experience them often; maybe only once a month if I'm lucky. Yet this morning, I was fortunate enough to be gifted with one of the strangest and most satisfying lucid dreams I've had in years, thus I am inspired once again to share my experience with you.

Just a quick WARNING: This dream contains some sexually explicit descriptions.



Part 1: "The Gnome Village of Neptune" (non-lucid)

Thousands of years in the future, I was aboard a space station being given a tour of the facility by one of the high ranking crew members. The station was spacious and the walls were brightly lit in clean shades of sky blue and white; gravity was normal. The crew member was showing me a room in which they verified the AI systems of the self-aware robots to ensure that they wouldn't explode or otherwise pose any danger to the space station and its crew.

After concluding the tour, we returned to the main hallway. I was to be sent on a mission to Neptune for a week to gather research data. The crew member pressed a glowing green button to call the elevator, and I saw two other glowing buttons; a red button and bright yellow button. I recognised the yellow button; it was a bomb that someone had accidentally left attached to the wall. I pointed this out and advised that the bomb should be removed, as it seemed likely that someone would accidentally hit the bomb button by accident when trying to call the elevator, but the crew member seemed unconcerned by this.

At the top of the elevator, I entered the pod that would take me to Neptune and departed on my own. I contemplated a boring week sitting on an uninhabited rock gathering data, but my expectations were wildly subverted.

Leaving the pod on arrival at Neptune, I found myself in some kind of fantastic gnome village that looked like a scene from Alice in Wonderland. Beautiful golden sunlight pierced dense trees casting odd spots of light over the dim village. I was a giant compared to the village and could easily step over the houses, hills and paths. As I walked through the village, I turned to look at what I had passed and felt compelled to take a photo of such a rare and beautiful scene, but was disappointed that I had forgot to bring my camera, so I decided to use my phone instead.

As I left the village and emerged through the trees into the daylight, I became aware that I was in some kind of theme park; the gnome village was simply a model village in the park. There was no-one to be seen and the park seemed to be closed. A concrete path lead to a junction that split off to the left. There were shops and fast food outlets to my right. I heard a roar that sounded like a lion down the path to my left and was fearful that the animal may not be contained since no-one seemed to be attending to the park, so I decided to continue straight on away from the sound.

I suddenly felt hungry and decided to try one of the fast food outlets. The outlet was bare with the appearance of a dirty diner. There was a table at the end with two different hamburgers on it. Customers were supposed to choose a hamburger, then take it to the counter to get fries, a drink and pay the bill. A customer in front of me took one of the burgers, but neither of the two burgers looked very appetising, so I declined to take the last one. This was followed by a false awakening.



Part 2: "Angel Hand" (lucid)

I awoke in my room to uncomfortable feelings of waves that seemed to pulsate through my head. Peering through the darkness to my right, I thought I could see the distinctive pattern of my wallpaper, but was unsure if was an hallucination caused by the strange pulsating sensation. I reached out for my tablet out of concern that may have lost it after recently taking it somewhere, but immediately recognised the feel of the screen and confirmed it was still there.

Feeling off due to the pulsating waves, I began to suspect that I may still be dreaming, so I jumped out of bed to check. As I walked naked down the hallway, the motion sensor failed to trigger the light. This was my first sign. I flicked the light switch in the hallway several times to verify I hadn't accidentally cut power to the hallway light, but still go no response. Strike two. Continuing through the living room and into the kitchen, I pressed the button for the bright cool white preset. The kitchen lights came on, but instead of the bright cool white I had expected, the bulbs were a dim warm incandescent tone and were producing a strobe-like flickering effect. I was definitely dreaming!

(note: my kitchen lights can produce a dim warm tone in real life, but none of the kitchen buttons are configured to do this, and the strobe effect definitely wasn't normal).

Returning through the living room and hallway, I decided to go outside in search of others. Since I have better things to do when dreaming than dress myself, I left my apartment unconcerned by the fact that I was still completely naked, and walked along the balcony to the door of the next apartment. The dark of night made it difficult to see, but I immediately spotted a group sitting around a table through the clear glass of the door in a well lit lounge.

As I knocked on the door, I realised that the door was already unlocked and open, so I just entered. There were several people lounging around; they seemed to be a little bit younger than me; perhaps late 20's, and I didn't recognise any of them. They seemed shocked to see me entering their apartment naked. Their reaction caused me to hesitate for a moment: "What if I wasn't dreaming and I really had just walked into my neighbours apartment naked?". I wasn't fooled though; the room layout was completely wrong so I knew it had to be a dream. Even so, their reaction nevertheless compelled me to reason with them.

Guy: "What's going on!?"
Me: "... I'm... just looking around for some fun..."
Them: "What do you mean!?"
Me: "I... This... is a dream... We're in a dream! We're lucid dreaming!"

I stuttered these words, but the group behaviour suddenly shifted as I revealed to them the nature of the situation. Social barriers dissolved and people began to strip naked and get intimate with each other. I felt slightly awkward and wasn't sure how to react. Additionally, the disproportionate ratio of guys to girls left me out of the action, but then someone made a suggestion:

"Let's go next door! The girls are always up for some fun over there!"

Prompted by those words, I left the apartment and walked along the balcony to the next door with the group following behind me.

The brightly lit room could be seen through the glass door. I knocked on the door and was answered immediately by a middle-aged woman. Instead of a home, the apartment was a spacious brightly lit rectangular office with white walls, grey carpet and no windows. To the right were four corner desks pushed together in a cross arrangement and a large empty area to the left. Each desk had a computer, paper, folders and lots of other typical office items. There were women sat at three of the four desks who appeared to be office workers.

The office girls seemed to know why we were there; the nearest one directed our group to the back of the office, which lead to a narrow corridor with three open doors down each side. Through each door were identical looking small square bedrooms, brightly lit by the pale white afternoon sky through a large window on the opposite side. I could hear music playing softly from radios in some of the rooms, and had the sense that the rooms were used for giving massage. I walked down the corridor feeling excited and remembered to rub my hands together to prevent myself from waking up. I entered the last room on the right and waited for a girl to arrive.

A moment after entering the room, a young naked Japanese girl followed me in and greeted me. She switched off an orange lamp near the window, which caused the room to appear cooler due to the natural light from the misty sky outside. I followed her instruction to lie down on the bed, and she began to rub her naked body against mine. As she did this, the radio abruptly stopped playing, which caused the girl to become agitated, and she stood up to fix it. As I waited for her to return, I continued rubbing my hands together in an effort to maintain the stability of the dream.

A moment later, the radio began to play again and the girl returned to resume the massage. Simply rubbing my hands together suddenly seemed silly in light of the fact that I had a naked Japanese girl over me, so I began to rub the soft skin of her body instead, which seemed to be just as effective and a lot more fun! Knowing that the dream could end at any moment, I struggled to get my clothes off (I don't know when or why I had suddenly become clothed; my dreams can do weird things like that).

Once my clothes were off, the girl started giving me the best hand job in the world, which was briefly interrupted when the radio stopped playing again. Before the girl was able to get up to fix it, I told her that the lack of radio didn't bother me, so she continued the hand job and the radio started playing again by itself a few seconds later. Within a few moments, her hand caused me one of the most intense orgasms of my life, which forced to into another false awakening.



Part 3: "Angel Hand: The Aftermath" (non-lucid)

I awoke in a small bedroom. There was a wall to my left and several beds to my right. The room was brightly lit from a window at the far right end and had light blue wallpaper. The door was immediately behind me and had been left open. I had the sense that my friends were in the house and had been sleeping in the other beds in the room, but they had already got up.

I awoke facing right on the edge of the bed and noticed that the dream orgasm had caused me to shoot across the wall at the end of the bed. Out of concern that it would damage the wallpaper and my friends might see it, I immediately tried to wipe it off with my hands. I then went to find somewhere to wash my hands.

The house had several bathrooms, but most of the sinks seemed to be broken or unfinished in odd ways. In one case, there was only a tap, plug hole and pipes, but no actual basin around it to contain the water. I eventually found a sink that seemed to be in a reasonable working condition, but awoke again before I could use it.

After the real awakening, I was very surprised and happy to discover that this was not a wet dream, despite the intensity and realism of the experience.