The story is focused around the man named Gabriel. He's been having a strange case of insomnia in the last couple of months, strange whispers and strange visions plaguing him at random when he tries to go to sleep. One day, the weirdness finally escalates, as he finds himself wake up in a world unlike his own. Is it real? Or is it all yet another dream?
I hope you will enjoy the story. It's nothing special, but I intend to finish it anyway. For my own pleasure, mostly. So far, there isn't a lot of sexy action going on, but even then, don't read the story if you're not up for some adult content!
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Lucid dreams.
Chapter 1: The weirdest dream.
Part 1: The psychology class.
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Sweat dripped down my cheeks, my every breath enhanced by a staggering adrenaline rush.
“J-just a dream?”
I muttered to myself. My stare becomes blank as I realize I barely remember what it was I was dreaming about. It's funny how something that seems so frightening the one moment can be forgotten the next. But that's generally how dreams work – in mysterious ways. Although I don't know what it is that scared me, my private member tells me that I'm becoming a bit of a masochist.
“Really, Mr.stiffy? Really?”
I turn my attention to my clock, my eyes widening when I realize I've only been sleeping for one hour. How the fuck is it even possible to dream of anything after just one hours worth of sleep? Meh. No time to worry about it now. I should be getting to bed.
I almost felt like punching myself after rolling around for 2 hours, unable to fall asleep at all due to the adrenaline, but eventually, I slowly drifted away...
Name's Gabriel Polarie, and lately, my mind has been acting up. It has been a couple of months before it first started with strange whispers flying through the silence of my little room. Since then, every now and then, something strange would happen when I went to bed. There was no predictable pattern to these events – they just happened. It wasn't anything that could disturb my studies though. I'm currently 22 years old, studying at Science University in Cailesbourg, USA. I was studying to become a psychiatrist. Perhaps this is why my recent sleep pattern disturbs me. If I had been anyone unaware of what REM and NREM sleep was, I'd probably just think I was stressed and shrug it off. But not. Something is wrong, and I don't want to tell anyone. They'd just think I'm going insane. Perhaps I am. I do feel awfully rational for someone going insane though... Oh well. It's no use to think about these matters now...
Slam! – A loud noise woke me up of my daydream, the teacher standing right next to me.
“So, Gabriel, can you recite the symptoms of insomnia?”
I jump back in surprise and gawk up at the teacher as my chair slowly falls back down, hitting the floor with a loud thud.
“Err, yes!”
Quick! Make something up!
“Uhhhm, it leads to sleeplessness or something similarily and will... Cause you to forget because you can't sleep and uhh... I forgot the rest.”
The teacher smirks.
“Ohoo, have you really been that far gone? I've been talking about Schizophrenia for about an hour now Mr.”
The class laughs. Fuck. The teacher slowly walks away from me, continuing his lecture on Schizophrenia. Suddenly, I remember why it was I began daydreaming. He was perhaps the dullest teacher around. His lectures could be compared to watching a flower grow in slow-motion.
Later that day, I returned to my bed once again.
I threw myself down on the bed, wearing only my undergarments. I pulled the carpet over me, the warm and fuzzy feeling of a comfortable carpet spreading around me, before I close my eyes with a satisfied smile on my face. As I laid down in my bed, my mind began to wander.
Tonight, I feel comfortable about having a normal nights sleep. I'm still concerned about these happenings. They have become more and more frequent as the days have been passing by since it all started with those strange whispers. I wonder what it is that is happening. Is it truly stress? I'll probably never know... Argh, I should just try to sleep. Got a lot of work to do tomorrow with the upcoming test being just around the corner.
As I began drifting away, a ghastly and cold feeling began to crawl up and down my spine. I tried to open my eyes, but they stayed shut as if they were cursed. Panic spread throughout my body, and suddenly, the feeling of the gentle breeze carried me away...
Sweat dripped down my cheeks, my every breath enhanced by a staggering adrenaline rush.
“J-just a dream?”
I muttered to myself. My stare becomes blank as I realize I barely remember what it was I was dreaming about. It's funny how something that seems so frightening the one moment can be forgotten the next. But that's generally how dreams work – in mysterious ways. Although I don't know what it is that scared me, my private member tells me that I'm becoming a bit of a masochist.
“Really, Mr.stiffy? Really?”
I turn my attention to my clock, my eyes widening when I realize I've only been sleeping for one hour. How the fuck is it even possible to dream of anything after just one hours worth of sleep? Meh. No time to worry about it now. I should be getting to bed.
I almost felt like punching myself after rolling around for 2 hours, unable to fall asleep at all due to the adrenaline, but eventually, I slowly drifted away...
Name's Gabriel Polarie, and lately, my mind has been acting up. It has been a couple of months before it first started with strange whispers flying through the silence of my little room. Since then, every now and then, something strange would happen when I went to bed. There was no predictable pattern to these events – they just happened. It wasn't anything that could disturb my studies though. I'm currently 22 years old, studying at Science University in Cailesbourg, USA. I was studying to become a psychiatrist. Perhaps this is why my recent sleep pattern disturbs me. If I had been anyone unaware of what REM and NREM sleep was, I'd probably just think I was stressed and shrug it off. But not. Something is wrong, and I don't want to tell anyone. They'd just think I'm going insane. Perhaps I am. I do feel awfully rational for someone going insane though... Oh well. It's no use to think about these matters now...
Slam! – A loud noise woke me up of my daydream, the teacher standing right next to me.
“So, Gabriel, can you recite the symptoms of insomnia?”
I jump back in surprise and gawk up at the teacher as my chair slowly falls back down, hitting the floor with a loud thud.
“Err, yes!”
Quick! Make something up!
“Uhhhm, it leads to sleeplessness or something similarily and will... Cause you to forget because you can't sleep and uhh... I forgot the rest.”
The teacher smirks.
“Ohoo, have you really been that far gone? I've been talking about Schizophrenia for about an hour now Mr.”
The class laughs. Fuck. The teacher slowly walks away from me, continuing his lecture on Schizophrenia. Suddenly, I remember why it was I began daydreaming. He was perhaps the dullest teacher around. His lectures could be compared to watching a flower grow in slow-motion.
Later that day, I returned to my bed once again.
I threw myself down on the bed, wearing only my undergarments. I pulled the carpet over me, the warm and fuzzy feeling of a comfortable carpet spreading around me, before I close my eyes with a satisfied smile on my face. As I laid down in my bed, my mind began to wander.
Tonight, I feel comfortable about having a normal nights sleep. I'm still concerned about these happenings. They have become more and more frequent as the days have been passing by since it all started with those strange whispers. I wonder what it is that is happening. Is it truly stress? I'll probably never know... Argh, I should just try to sleep. Got a lot of work to do tomorrow with the upcoming test being just around the corner.
As I began drifting away, a ghastly and cold feeling began to crawl up and down my spine. I tried to open my eyes, but they stayed shut as if they were cursed. Panic spread throughout my body, and suddenly, the feeling of the gentle breeze carried me away...
Part 2: Blue-eyed naivity.
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What woke me up was the feeling of grass in my palms and the incessant feeling of someone's odor-less breath constantly touching the skin of my face.
“Aurrgh...”
I mumbled lowly. Suddenly, a girly voice sounding extremely overjoyed could be heard from the person breathing me in my face.
“You're here! You're here! Oh you're finally here!”
I try to open my eyes, but to no avail. I try to lift a finger, but I experience the same result.
“Don't panic. You're not used to moving around in the spiritual world yet. But don't worry, I'll teach you exactly how to move around!”
That's it. I'm going crazy. I try to complain about my situation, but once again, the sound of a rather unintelligent zombie is all that escapes my lips.
“You should not order yourself to move like you do in the physical world – you should imagine it instead. Imagine that your eyes give you a look into the world around you, instead of expecting your eyes to do so automatically.”
If I could give this female a drowsy 'what-the-fuck-are-you-talking-about' stare, I'd do so. I ignored her words, and instead ordered my body to move with an increased sensation of panic.
“No, don't panic! If you do that, you will-”
Too late. I flew through the air and into something that felt like concrete. It was painful. Not as painful as I would have imagined, but it was painful. The girl let out a concerned moan escape her lips. For some reason, I never fell down from the wall or the roof or whatever it was I had smacked into.
“Imagine and will your eyes to open, and they will.”
Okay. Let's give this a go. I mean, the last time I didn't listen, I flew into a wall, right? Instead of ordering my eyes to open, I imagined that they would open. To my surprise, they actually did so, although very slowly. Then, I willed them to open, and bam. They were open...
Below me, I could see the most beautiful flowers, all colored red, yellow and blue. In the enter of this field of flowers were the most beautiful female. Her eyes were huge and blue, giving off an extreme sense of innocence. Her glowing blue hair looked like a bit of a mess... But even that added to the cuddly innocent charm that radiated from her very begin. Her breasts were moderate yet perky. Her skin was lightly tanned and pure and her legs were long and moderately slender.
When I first saw her, my heart skipped a beat. My gaze was unwavering, my eyes analyzing every portion of her, at least in my eyes, perfect body. The moment abruptly came to an end the next second.
“Gravity!”
She shouted into the thin air.
Why would she shout gravity like that? Why would... I... I don't even...
“Think about gravity!”
She shouted again.
Well, okay. I can do that. Gravity is the force that pulls different bodies close-!
Suddenly, the feeling of the brick wall disappeared and the flowery field came closer and closer until my face slammed into the ground with a loud thud.
“Aouch!”
I exclaimed loudly. How I actually spoke I didn't know, and I wasn't able to say any more after that.
“There's no time to explain, I have to carry you to safety!”
She ran over by my side, wings swiftly appearing on her back. Her hands reached around my chest, carefully examining how to appropriately hold me.
“Whatever you do, don't panic, Gabriel!”
I couldn't reply, but I decided to do my best... At keeping my calm. It shouln't be so difficult, I mean really! It's not like I'm afraid of heights or anyt- Woosh! Suddenly, I was in the air, flying at what felt like supersonic speeds. Without having a clue as to how to move, I dangled around in her arms as the wind blasted my every skin cell to bits.
“Don't be afraid.”
She whispered lightly. How a lowly whisper could be heard over the extreme wind resistance was a bit of a mystery to me. But then again, most of the things that had happened since I arrived here were quite mysterious.
It was tough to keep my calm. It hurt. It hurt a lot. My vision had start blurring out. Perhaps my brain wasn't getting any blood? Perhaps I was dying? I panicked. I tried to keep it back, but I couldn't hold the tidal wave of fear at bay. Suddenly, everything began to turn black and white. I was dying. I'm dying. I can't die now!
“Aaaand we are here!”
Flash. Everything returned to normal as she suddenly halted over a small cottage which was placed in the middle of a thick forest next to an elegant river. My eyes widened when I saw this beautiful place.
“It's beautiful...”
I held my hand up to my mouth in surprise. When did I learn how to speak? When did I learn how to move?
“... Thank you. This is my home. We're safe here.”
Slowly, she lowered the two of us down to the ground. Now able to move, I placed my feet on the ground, and so did she. Although I was amazed by our surroundings, I had too many questions to ask of her.
“Gabriel, before asking me any questions please come inside. We have a lot to talk about.”
Her voice seemed fragile and shaky all of a sudden. I simply nodded, for it was true. There were tonnes of questions that had piled up in the last ten or so minutes.
There I sat, a cup of tea placed in front of me and her sitting across the small wooden table. Her cottage was very small, but it still radiated warmth and kindness. Between me and her, all there was was an awkward silence. She didn't really look at me, sweat dripping down her face.
“You want to know what kind of a place this is, right?”
She said, finally breaking the intense silence.
“It would be a fine start, yes.”
I said, trying to break the feeling of impending drama.
“This is the world of spirits. The world you go to just after you have died...”
I paused. I froze. What? Does that mean I'm dead? No no no, not possib- no!
“Nono! You're not dead!”
I sighed with relief, sweat flying in every direction.
“I brought you here through your dreams. You see, the world of dreams is closely tied to the world of spirits... It took a lot of effort though...”
I paused again. Why would she do such a thing? It would seem pointless if I was just a random guy on the street...
“I did it because... Well... I fell in love with you. While I was still alive.”
I gave her an intense and bewildered stare, the red in my cheeks coming to life. And I wasn't the only one blushing, her cheeks were painted red as well.
“In love with me? But... Then that means... Who were you? You don't look like anyone I remember seeing before...”
Although my heart did skip a beat when I first saw you. Perhaps we're connected or something equally romantic? Or perhaps her breasts were just perfectly designed for my taste. Who knows? She looked away, her face blushing wildly.
“Do you remember when your friend Riley died?”
Aha! So she's Riley! Riley used to be my neighbor when I was a kid. She was about my age. But then, one day, she committed suicide. I didn't understand it at the time, but when I looked back, I always realize how her father and mother always belittled her... So, she's still doing well in the afterlife?
“Well, I was her cat.”
Oh. Wait what? A cat was in love with me? In one way, that seemed romantic and cute. On the other hand, that seemed twisted and sick. Atleast it would have been so back on The Earth. Perhaps it was different here?
“So... You were her black cat Jenny?”
She nodded calmly.
“I remember the days where you took care of me very well. Riley never had the energy to take care of me, and you were the only one around when she died. Her parents didn't even want to look at me. They hated cats... But you... Made me feel like I had an owner.”
I'm not sure why, but a tear slowly makes for its grand escape out of my left eye. I quickly wipe it away, all the memories returning. Obviously, I hadn't felt the same way about her back then. I mean, she was a cat. While I loved her as a pet, that was about it. Was that wrong of me?
“I know cats and humans aren't supposed to be in love... At least not in the world of the living.”
A small smile appeared on her face.
“Which is why when I died, I died because I wanted to be with you.”
I froze. Back in the day, Jenny had died for mysterious causes. A cardiac arrest. I remember how devastated I was.
“But that was like ten years ago. Why now and not then?”
And also, how had she stopped her own heart with nothing but the power of her mind? I couldn't possible ask her that right now though... There were more important subjects to be discussed.
“It was harder to come into contact with you after I died. I tried and I tried and I tried in the shape of a ghost, but you never reacted. After a year, I almost gave up, but...”
After a whole year? Wait, now where I recall it, my sexuality did suddenly increase after the death of Jenny... But no... No that's just a freak coincidence. Right?
“A fellow spirit came up to me. A powerful spirit. He told me that I had a glow, and he showed me the way to the world of spirits, by going through the world of dreams. To be short, I had to find a way to get you here as well...”
Oh I see. She found out how to do that a couple of months ago, when my sleep had begun to be disturbed.
“So it was you that messed up my sleep?”
I tried to lighten her mood a little. She seemed very tense.
“Yes... Oh I am so sorry! I hope I didn't disturb anything for you or anything...”
I paused for a moment. Then, I laughed. I don't know why.
“Well, it wasn't anything important anyway.”
For a moment, she smiles. Then, she jumped up, spilled the tea on the floor and hugged me right where I say.
“Gabriel... Gabriel!”
Tears were flowing down her cheeks, my head slammed into the wall behind me. For some reason, it didn't hurt.
“I missed you...”
I held my arms around her, unsure of what to do next. Unsure if it was morally correct to fall in love with a cat. Unsure if I was falling in love with a cat. Confusion spread throughout me, but I pretended that I knew exactly what to do when I hugged her.
“I...”
I didn't know what to say. My heart beat faster and faster, her breasts grinding up and down my chest as she, left to her very prime need for comfort, desperately hugged herself closer to me. Suddenly, she paused.
“Y-You have a heartbeat?”
I did not see that question coming. A second later, she looked up at me, tears still streaming down her face.
“No... That doesn't matter to me right now. Gabriel, is it okay for me to be a bit selfish?”
I nodded quietly, unsure of what she had in mind. Suddenly, she kissed me, her tongue flexing around inside my mouth like a beached whale.
It was kinda cute how it was obvious she had no clue how to kiss. I closed my eyes, and enjoyed the moment. I don't know why, but deep inside me, I felt at ease. Her tongue spread this mysterious feeling of warmth inside of me. I couldn't get enough of it. Slowly, I pulled her face away from me. At first, she looked devastated. Then, I put my arms under her and lifted her up like a princess. She looked up at me, her eyes wide and her mouth shaped like a tiny 'o', as if pleasantly startled by my actions. Luckily for me, the bed was right next to the dining table. I slowly placed her in the bed before leaning in over her and kissing her. To my surprise, she grabbed my arms and pulled my whole body onto the bed. I pull out of the kiss and look at her for a moment. Her eyes were filled with lust, but even then, I decided to ask her a simple question.
“Jenny... Can I call you Jenny?”
She nodded quietly, before impatiently licking my neck.
“Is this truly what you want?”
Suddenly, she pauses.
“No... I want to be with you for more than just today. I don't ever want to be unable to touch you again.”
Then, she looks away nervously.
“A-also, s-spirits can't have children, s-so you can just... You know...”
My face imploded into a bright red color.
“I-err... I-err think I know what you mean...”
A small goofy laugh escaped my lips. I felt like a virgin for about 5 seconds. Also, how did she know about human males fear of having children? No, that mattered not right now. After calming down for a second, I realized she had already started undressing me, her hands efficiently examining my clothes. She sat up, and began licking my neck while slowly unbuttoning my shirt. I began to kiss her neck while my hands reached up for her perky and youthful breasts. All that had been around them this entire time was a long piece of cloth that had been wrapped around her breasts. Carefully, I found a slit where I could put my hand in, and began to unwrap the cloth. Out of the cloth, her two above-average sized breasts fell out, perkily hanging in the air, waiting for my hands to wrap around them.
“Put your arms in the air.”
She had finished unbuttoning my shirt, and so, I lift up my arms and let her take off my shirt. Not wasting any time, she pushed me down on the bed and lowered her head down to my pants. For a woman, she was quite aggressive. But then again, the social norms of us humans probably didn't matter at all in the world of spirits... And I was about to experience that first-hand. Her tongue began to lick the area around my genitals, slowly as her hands began to pull down my pants and then my undergarments. When she reached Mr.Stiffy, she gently licked the soft skin and within seconds, it stiffened up.
“Do you mind ... ?”
Her voice was even more girly than earlier that same day. She looked up at me pleadingly, as if begging me with her big eyes.
“No no!”
I quickly responded. Why would I? She really was quite silly. But I liked that. I really liked that. With a big goofy smile on her face, she turned to my erection and began to lick it carefully.
“Does it feel good?”
The pleasure from having her gentle tongue touch my erection was amazing. Like waves of warmth spreading from her tongue, the hormones in my body began to grow stronger.
“Yes. It feels amazing.”
Her goofy smile grew wider.
“That makes me happy.”
With increased enthusiasm, she licked my erection more and more. I wanted to request her to also suck it off, but I felt it would ruin this strange feeling inside my stomach. It would make me feel greedy. So I didn't. After about ten seconds, she stopped, my Mr.Stiffy not able to take much more.
“I want you to feel how I feel inside... I want you to feel my love.”
Her determination was fierce. Much more fierce than I had anticipated. It was about time I showed initiative as well. I pulled her up next to me and placed myself on top of her. Slowly, I took off the cloth that was covering her vagina. It was already filled with moist just from licking me. She gave me an anxious look on her face, as if she wasn't sure what to expect. Without halting, I filled her up with my erection. I didn't even do anything special, and as if struck by lightning, she moaned so loudly that it probably could be heard outside. I didn't wait any longer. While kissing her and fondling her breasts, I swayed my hips back and forth, faster and faster. Finally, after a good minute, I could feel my insides tingling. Three pulsating seconds later, and the fluids from my erection slowly spread its warmth inside her womb. Suddenly, I lost all my energy and fell lifelessly next to her. Jenny went from a state of ecstasy into a state of despair. She licked me and kissed me while lowly mumbling.
“No no no, not already, I have so much I need to talk to you about!”
I stared at her, my eyelids involuntarily closing in on my vision.
“Gabriel! Gabriel! Don't go back yet!”
The noise of an alarm-clock began to appear in the background.
“Y*u *us* return to-”
Her voice disappeared in the distance. When I opened my eyes, I was lying in my bed. To my surprise, my Mr.Stiffy wasn't even erect. Then, I couldn't help but wonder – was all that a dream?
What woke me up was the feeling of grass in my palms and the incessant feeling of someone's odor-less breath constantly touching the skin of my face.
“Aurrgh...”
I mumbled lowly. Suddenly, a girly voice sounding extremely overjoyed could be heard from the person breathing me in my face.
“You're here! You're here! Oh you're finally here!”
I try to open my eyes, but to no avail. I try to lift a finger, but I experience the same result.
“Don't panic. You're not used to moving around in the spiritual world yet. But don't worry, I'll teach you exactly how to move around!”
That's it. I'm going crazy. I try to complain about my situation, but once again, the sound of a rather unintelligent zombie is all that escapes my lips.
“You should not order yourself to move like you do in the physical world – you should imagine it instead. Imagine that your eyes give you a look into the world around you, instead of expecting your eyes to do so automatically.”
If I could give this female a drowsy 'what-the-fuck-are-you-talking-about' stare, I'd do so. I ignored her words, and instead ordered my body to move with an increased sensation of panic.
“No, don't panic! If you do that, you will-”
Too late. I flew through the air and into something that felt like concrete. It was painful. Not as painful as I would have imagined, but it was painful. The girl let out a concerned moan escape her lips. For some reason, I never fell down from the wall or the roof or whatever it was I had smacked into.
“Imagine and will your eyes to open, and they will.”
Okay. Let's give this a go. I mean, the last time I didn't listen, I flew into a wall, right? Instead of ordering my eyes to open, I imagined that they would open. To my surprise, they actually did so, although very slowly. Then, I willed them to open, and bam. They were open...
Below me, I could see the most beautiful flowers, all colored red, yellow and blue. In the enter of this field of flowers were the most beautiful female. Her eyes were huge and blue, giving off an extreme sense of innocence. Her glowing blue hair looked like a bit of a mess... But even that added to the cuddly innocent charm that radiated from her very begin. Her breasts were moderate yet perky. Her skin was lightly tanned and pure and her legs were long and moderately slender.
When I first saw her, my heart skipped a beat. My gaze was unwavering, my eyes analyzing every portion of her, at least in my eyes, perfect body. The moment abruptly came to an end the next second.
“Gravity!”
She shouted into the thin air.
Why would she shout gravity like that? Why would... I... I don't even...
“Think about gravity!”
She shouted again.
Well, okay. I can do that. Gravity is the force that pulls different bodies close-!
Suddenly, the feeling of the brick wall disappeared and the flowery field came closer and closer until my face slammed into the ground with a loud thud.
“Aouch!”
I exclaimed loudly. How I actually spoke I didn't know, and I wasn't able to say any more after that.
“There's no time to explain, I have to carry you to safety!”
She ran over by my side, wings swiftly appearing on her back. Her hands reached around my chest, carefully examining how to appropriately hold me.
“Whatever you do, don't panic, Gabriel!”
I couldn't reply, but I decided to do my best... At keeping my calm. It shouln't be so difficult, I mean really! It's not like I'm afraid of heights or anyt- Woosh! Suddenly, I was in the air, flying at what felt like supersonic speeds. Without having a clue as to how to move, I dangled around in her arms as the wind blasted my every skin cell to bits.
“Don't be afraid.”
She whispered lightly. How a lowly whisper could be heard over the extreme wind resistance was a bit of a mystery to me. But then again, most of the things that had happened since I arrived here were quite mysterious.
It was tough to keep my calm. It hurt. It hurt a lot. My vision had start blurring out. Perhaps my brain wasn't getting any blood? Perhaps I was dying? I panicked. I tried to keep it back, but I couldn't hold the tidal wave of fear at bay. Suddenly, everything began to turn black and white. I was dying. I'm dying. I can't die now!
“Aaaand we are here!”
Flash. Everything returned to normal as she suddenly halted over a small cottage which was placed in the middle of a thick forest next to an elegant river. My eyes widened when I saw this beautiful place.
“It's beautiful...”
I held my hand up to my mouth in surprise. When did I learn how to speak? When did I learn how to move?
“... Thank you. This is my home. We're safe here.”
Slowly, she lowered the two of us down to the ground. Now able to move, I placed my feet on the ground, and so did she. Although I was amazed by our surroundings, I had too many questions to ask of her.
“Gabriel, before asking me any questions please come inside. We have a lot to talk about.”
Her voice seemed fragile and shaky all of a sudden. I simply nodded, for it was true. There were tonnes of questions that had piled up in the last ten or so minutes.
There I sat, a cup of tea placed in front of me and her sitting across the small wooden table. Her cottage was very small, but it still radiated warmth and kindness. Between me and her, all there was was an awkward silence. She didn't really look at me, sweat dripping down her face.
“You want to know what kind of a place this is, right?”
She said, finally breaking the intense silence.
“It would be a fine start, yes.”
I said, trying to break the feeling of impending drama.
“This is the world of spirits. The world you go to just after you have died...”
I paused. I froze. What? Does that mean I'm dead? No no no, not possib- no!
“Nono! You're not dead!”
I sighed with relief, sweat flying in every direction.
“I brought you here through your dreams. You see, the world of dreams is closely tied to the world of spirits... It took a lot of effort though...”
I paused again. Why would she do such a thing? It would seem pointless if I was just a random guy on the street...
“I did it because... Well... I fell in love with you. While I was still alive.”
I gave her an intense and bewildered stare, the red in my cheeks coming to life. And I wasn't the only one blushing, her cheeks were painted red as well.
“In love with me? But... Then that means... Who were you? You don't look like anyone I remember seeing before...”
Although my heart did skip a beat when I first saw you. Perhaps we're connected or something equally romantic? Or perhaps her breasts were just perfectly designed for my taste. Who knows? She looked away, her face blushing wildly.
“Do you remember when your friend Riley died?”
Aha! So she's Riley! Riley used to be my neighbor when I was a kid. She was about my age. But then, one day, she committed suicide. I didn't understand it at the time, but when I looked back, I always realize how her father and mother always belittled her... So, she's still doing well in the afterlife?
“Well, I was her cat.”
Oh. Wait what? A cat was in love with me? In one way, that seemed romantic and cute. On the other hand, that seemed twisted and sick. Atleast it would have been so back on The Earth. Perhaps it was different here?
“So... You were her black cat Jenny?”
She nodded calmly.
“I remember the days where you took care of me very well. Riley never had the energy to take care of me, and you were the only one around when she died. Her parents didn't even want to look at me. They hated cats... But you... Made me feel like I had an owner.”
I'm not sure why, but a tear slowly makes for its grand escape out of my left eye. I quickly wipe it away, all the memories returning. Obviously, I hadn't felt the same way about her back then. I mean, she was a cat. While I loved her as a pet, that was about it. Was that wrong of me?
“I know cats and humans aren't supposed to be in love... At least not in the world of the living.”
A small smile appeared on her face.
“Which is why when I died, I died because I wanted to be with you.”
I froze. Back in the day, Jenny had died for mysterious causes. A cardiac arrest. I remember how devastated I was.
“But that was like ten years ago. Why now and not then?”
And also, how had she stopped her own heart with nothing but the power of her mind? I couldn't possible ask her that right now though... There were more important subjects to be discussed.
“It was harder to come into contact with you after I died. I tried and I tried and I tried in the shape of a ghost, but you never reacted. After a year, I almost gave up, but...”
After a whole year? Wait, now where I recall it, my sexuality did suddenly increase after the death of Jenny... But no... No that's just a freak coincidence. Right?
“A fellow spirit came up to me. A powerful spirit. He told me that I had a glow, and he showed me the way to the world of spirits, by going through the world of dreams. To be short, I had to find a way to get you here as well...”
Oh I see. She found out how to do that a couple of months ago, when my sleep had begun to be disturbed.
“So it was you that messed up my sleep?”
I tried to lighten her mood a little. She seemed very tense.
“Yes... Oh I am so sorry! I hope I didn't disturb anything for you or anything...”
I paused for a moment. Then, I laughed. I don't know why.
“Well, it wasn't anything important anyway.”
For a moment, she smiles. Then, she jumped up, spilled the tea on the floor and hugged me right where I say.
“Gabriel... Gabriel!”
Tears were flowing down her cheeks, my head slammed into the wall behind me. For some reason, it didn't hurt.
“I missed you...”
I held my arms around her, unsure of what to do next. Unsure if it was morally correct to fall in love with a cat. Unsure if I was falling in love with a cat. Confusion spread throughout me, but I pretended that I knew exactly what to do when I hugged her.
“I...”
I didn't know what to say. My heart beat faster and faster, her breasts grinding up and down my chest as she, left to her very prime need for comfort, desperately hugged herself closer to me. Suddenly, she paused.
“Y-You have a heartbeat?”
I did not see that question coming. A second later, she looked up at me, tears still streaming down her face.
“No... That doesn't matter to me right now. Gabriel, is it okay for me to be a bit selfish?”
I nodded quietly, unsure of what she had in mind. Suddenly, she kissed me, her tongue flexing around inside my mouth like a beached whale.
It was kinda cute how it was obvious she had no clue how to kiss. I closed my eyes, and enjoyed the moment. I don't know why, but deep inside me, I felt at ease. Her tongue spread this mysterious feeling of warmth inside of me. I couldn't get enough of it. Slowly, I pulled her face away from me. At first, she looked devastated. Then, I put my arms under her and lifted her up like a princess. She looked up at me, her eyes wide and her mouth shaped like a tiny 'o', as if pleasantly startled by my actions. Luckily for me, the bed was right next to the dining table. I slowly placed her in the bed before leaning in over her and kissing her. To my surprise, she grabbed my arms and pulled my whole body onto the bed. I pull out of the kiss and look at her for a moment. Her eyes were filled with lust, but even then, I decided to ask her a simple question.
“Jenny... Can I call you Jenny?”
She nodded quietly, before impatiently licking my neck.
“Is this truly what you want?”
Suddenly, she pauses.
“No... I want to be with you for more than just today. I don't ever want to be unable to touch you again.”
Then, she looks away nervously.
“A-also, s-spirits can't have children, s-so you can just... You know...”
My face imploded into a bright red color.
“I-err... I-err think I know what you mean...”
A small goofy laugh escaped my lips. I felt like a virgin for about 5 seconds. Also, how did she know about human males fear of having children? No, that mattered not right now. After calming down for a second, I realized she had already started undressing me, her hands efficiently examining my clothes. She sat up, and began licking my neck while slowly unbuttoning my shirt. I began to kiss her neck while my hands reached up for her perky and youthful breasts. All that had been around them this entire time was a long piece of cloth that had been wrapped around her breasts. Carefully, I found a slit where I could put my hand in, and began to unwrap the cloth. Out of the cloth, her two above-average sized breasts fell out, perkily hanging in the air, waiting for my hands to wrap around them.
“Put your arms in the air.”
She had finished unbuttoning my shirt, and so, I lift up my arms and let her take off my shirt. Not wasting any time, she pushed me down on the bed and lowered her head down to my pants. For a woman, she was quite aggressive. But then again, the social norms of us humans probably didn't matter at all in the world of spirits... And I was about to experience that first-hand. Her tongue began to lick the area around my genitals, slowly as her hands began to pull down my pants and then my undergarments. When she reached Mr.Stiffy, she gently licked the soft skin and within seconds, it stiffened up.
“Do you mind ... ?”
Her voice was even more girly than earlier that same day. She looked up at me pleadingly, as if begging me with her big eyes.
“No no!”
I quickly responded. Why would I? She really was quite silly. But I liked that. I really liked that. With a big goofy smile on her face, she turned to my erection and began to lick it carefully.
“Does it feel good?”
The pleasure from having her gentle tongue touch my erection was amazing. Like waves of warmth spreading from her tongue, the hormones in my body began to grow stronger.
“Yes. It feels amazing.”
Her goofy smile grew wider.
“That makes me happy.”
With increased enthusiasm, she licked my erection more and more. I wanted to request her to also suck it off, but I felt it would ruin this strange feeling inside my stomach. It would make me feel greedy. So I didn't. After about ten seconds, she stopped, my Mr.Stiffy not able to take much more.
“I want you to feel how I feel inside... I want you to feel my love.”
Her determination was fierce. Much more fierce than I had anticipated. It was about time I showed initiative as well. I pulled her up next to me and placed myself on top of her. Slowly, I took off the cloth that was covering her vagina. It was already filled with moist just from licking me. She gave me an anxious look on her face, as if she wasn't sure what to expect. Without halting, I filled her up with my erection. I didn't even do anything special, and as if struck by lightning, she moaned so loudly that it probably could be heard outside. I didn't wait any longer. While kissing her and fondling her breasts, I swayed my hips back and forth, faster and faster. Finally, after a good minute, I could feel my insides tingling. Three pulsating seconds later, and the fluids from my erection slowly spread its warmth inside her womb. Suddenly, I lost all my energy and fell lifelessly next to her. Jenny went from a state of ecstasy into a state of despair. She licked me and kissed me while lowly mumbling.
“No no no, not already, I have so much I need to talk to you about!”
I stared at her, my eyelids involuntarily closing in on my vision.
“Gabriel! Gabriel! Don't go back yet!”
The noise of an alarm-clock began to appear in the background.
“Y*u *us* return to-”
Her voice disappeared in the distance. When I opened my eyes, I was lying in my bed. To my surprise, my Mr.Stiffy wasn't even erect. Then, I couldn't help but wonder – was all that a dream?