Shannica?
Preface:
I usually don't write, but this morning I just couldn't afford to forget the
most fucked up dream I've had my entire life.
And no, this isn't an AI making this up. Fuck off with that shit.
Shannica had the body of a twig, but the face of the most fertile, exotic, jungle monkey a baboon could ever hope to mate with (sorry babe). Her tits were great too, even more so when she was pregnant and had all that extra adipose laying around. She even admitted to me that she wishes to be pregnant again to relive her body's past glory.
This dream happened on July 17, 2024. I slept at around 11:30ish pm and woke up at 10:30 am. We fucked IRL on June 16 and another time on June 24. More fucks to come, I guess. Now for the dream sequence.
I woke up on a four occupancy room with 2 random guys, Shannica, her daughter and me in it. I beckoned Shannica to come meet me outside the dorm room and she hesitantly followed me. Outside was an expansive balcony with wooden flooring, and it was night time. Nobody was outside, so I commanded Shannica to give me a blowjob. She laughed and did it anyways. I pulled out my phone, and like a maniac, asked her if I could record. She nodded while giving me the best tug and blow I've ever had. I turned on the flash, and started recording. I tilted the phone in every angle, until she eventually stopped and giggled since she saw herself through the lens of the camera, which was amazing to me considering the flash covered most of her vision. She then proceeds to stand up and lean into the balcony railing sticking her ass out for me to see. I usually would find it hard to put my dick inside a vagina, but no, not this time. It slipped in like I was shoving my dick in butter. I started pounding and she started to moan. I don't know how long we did it, but it felt like an eternity of bliss.
After God knows how long, we stopped and I told her that I'd be back in the dorm after I explored the entire building of where we resided. She cleans herself up and goes back to the dorm room where the 2 unknown men were in. Much to my surprise, after shannica went in, I looked back and saw that there was a rock band moving in to our dorm, and all of the members were tattooed men. I shuddered upon the thought that they might be there to have a go with Shannica.
To the left of the balcony railing where Shannica and I fucked, was a wooden door and adjacent to the wooden door was a small staircase leading down to even more doors. I opened the wooden door and saw that the room was a small cage surrounded by gray concrete with a small rectangular opening just north of the entrance, enough to fit 5 people in it. The cage design was similar to that of what you would typically see in pet shops for rabbits, except it was sullied by worn out paint with varying hues of green. Right next to the entrance, inside the room was an old lady at her 80's inside a Filipino lotto booth. I asked her if I could borrow a towel to clean the cage room. She handed me the most worn out, moist, and dirty rag. I could've sworn that bitch bore a grudge with the way she handed it to me with a shit eating grin. I picked it up without further thought and began cleaning the cage. It took me a while, but eventually the cage was so white and clean it essentially felt brand new.
I left the room. As I closed the wooden door from where I came, I see swarms of people both men and women panicking, heading down the small staircase. I went down to see what was happening, but all of the people disappeared, and the floor was silent. Then this fucked up melody started ringing in my head, like there was something wrong. I went back up the stairs, hurriedly, to check on Shannica. Right after I reached the balcony, a white teenaged boy walked towards the wooden door, and I asked him if he knew where Shannica was. He told me to get to the dorm room and ask her room mates. And so I did... Opening the door to our room, I was greeted with a shit ton of random men. I asked one of the tattooed ones if he saw her.
He told me she hit her head on a toilet down stairs. I didn't know what the fuck was going on, but the melody kept worsening and made me panic even more. I went downstairs and looked behind the staircase to find the comfort room, where the swarm of people from earlier coalesced silently. The lighting of the shitty comfort room resembled that of an early, blue rainy morning. The third cubicle had the most people in it, so I went there. A small glimpse of the interior, showed a pale, lifeless, thigh. Her torso, leaning towards the rim of the toilet. I already knew who it was.
What's even more messed up is that her daughter who was already grown near her 50's, wearing a purple flannel sweater, and for no apparent reason, had her jaguar leggings down, ass bare for everybody to see while looking down on her mother, Shannica. With all the people cramped up in that retarded comfort room, I couldn't get inside the third cubicle normally to have a full view. So I sifted through the crowd, went to the fourth cubicle, closed the toilet lid and used it as a platform to stand on. Lo and behold, a poor lifeless woman, head half drowned in toilet water with her naked body lying in the floor, with no dignity whatsoever. Even with all that going on, her beauty was still evident. My eyes went red with anger and despair. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't cry, because I kept telling myself that it would be a waste of time, that she wasn't worth crying over, and that shit's already happened and there was nothing to be done. I ran, never looking back but the melody kept ringing inside my head.
I woke up.
That was the most fucked up dream I've had in a long while. Now, where's my breakfast?
And no, this isn't an AI making this up. Fuck off with that shit.
Shannica had the body of a twig, but the face of the most fertile, exotic, jungle monkey a baboon could ever hope to mate with (sorry babe). Her tits were great too, even more so when she was pregnant and had all that extra adipose laying around. She even admitted to me that she wishes to be pregnant again to relive her body's past glory.
This dream happened on July 17, 2024. I slept at around 11:30ish pm and woke up at 10:30 am. We fucked IRL on June 16 and another time on June 24. More fucks to come, I guess. Now for the dream sequence.
I woke up on a four occupancy room with 2 random guys, Shannica, her daughter and me in it. I beckoned Shannica to come meet me outside the dorm room and she hesitantly followed me. Outside was an expansive balcony with wooden flooring, and it was night time. Nobody was outside, so I commanded Shannica to give me a blowjob. She laughed and did it anyways. I pulled out my phone, and like a maniac, asked her if I could record. She nodded while giving me the best tug and blow I've ever had. I turned on the flash, and started recording. I tilted the phone in every angle, until she eventually stopped and giggled since she saw herself through the lens of the camera, which was amazing to me considering the flash covered most of her vision. She then proceeds to stand up and lean into the balcony railing sticking her ass out for me to see. I usually would find it hard to put my dick inside a vagina, but no, not this time. It slipped in like I was shoving my dick in butter. I started pounding and she started to moan. I don't know how long we did it, but it felt like an eternity of bliss.
After God knows how long, we stopped and I told her that I'd be back in the dorm after I explored the entire building of where we resided. She cleans herself up and goes back to the dorm room where the 2 unknown men were in. Much to my surprise, after shannica went in, I looked back and saw that there was a rock band moving in to our dorm, and all of the members were tattooed men. I shuddered upon the thought that they might be there to have a go with Shannica.
To the left of the balcony railing where Shannica and I fucked, was a wooden door and adjacent to the wooden door was a small staircase leading down to even more doors. I opened the wooden door and saw that the room was a small cage surrounded by gray concrete with a small rectangular opening just north of the entrance, enough to fit 5 people in it. The cage design was similar to that of what you would typically see in pet shops for rabbits, except it was sullied by worn out paint with varying hues of green. Right next to the entrance, inside the room was an old lady at her 80's inside a Filipino lotto booth. I asked her if I could borrow a towel to clean the cage room. She handed me the most worn out, moist, and dirty rag. I could've sworn that bitch bore a grudge with the way she handed it to me with a shit eating grin. I picked it up without further thought and began cleaning the cage. It took me a while, but eventually the cage was so white and clean it essentially felt brand new.
I left the room. As I closed the wooden door from where I came, I see swarms of people both men and women panicking, heading down the small staircase. I went down to see what was happening, but all of the people disappeared, and the floor was silent. Then this fucked up melody started ringing in my head, like there was something wrong. I went back up the stairs, hurriedly, to check on Shannica. Right after I reached the balcony, a white teenaged boy walked towards the wooden door, and I asked him if he knew where Shannica was. He told me to get to the dorm room and ask her room mates. And so I did... Opening the door to our room, I was greeted with a shit ton of random men. I asked one of the tattooed ones if he saw her.
He told me she hit her head on a toilet down stairs. I didn't know what the fuck was going on, but the melody kept worsening and made me panic even more. I went downstairs and looked behind the staircase to find the comfort room, where the swarm of people from earlier coalesced silently. The lighting of the shitty comfort room resembled that of an early, blue rainy morning. The third cubicle had the most people in it, so I went there. A small glimpse of the interior, showed a pale, lifeless, thigh. Her torso, leaning towards the rim of the toilet. I already knew who it was.
What's even more messed up is that her daughter who was already grown near her 50's, wearing a purple flannel sweater, and for no apparent reason, had her jaguar leggings down, ass bare for everybody to see while looking down on her mother, Shannica. With all the people cramped up in that retarded comfort room, I couldn't get inside the third cubicle normally to have a full view. So I sifted through the crowd, went to the fourth cubicle, closed the toilet lid and used it as a platform to stand on. Lo and behold, a poor lifeless woman, head half drowned in toilet water with her naked body lying in the floor, with no dignity whatsoever. Even with all that going on, her beauty was still evident. My eyes went red with anger and despair. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't cry, because I kept telling myself that it would be a waste of time, that she wasn't worth crying over, and that shit's already happened and there was nothing to be done. I ran, never looking back but the melody kept ringing inside my head.
I woke up.
That was the most fucked up dream I've had in a long while. Now, where's my breakfast?
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