Dreaming Changing Clothes Novels & Stories

Their clothes dripped water on the floor, messing up the room further. He went over to her wardrobe and got some clothes. How was he going to get her changed? Just a little glimpse of her body had almost made him lose his mind. He thought of different ways to change her clothes, without having to look at her. He thought of looking in another direction while he dressed her up, but discarded the idea when his mind reminded him that his hands might mistakenly touch her intimate parts. In the end, he decided to just change her and get over it. Whatever that would happen should happen.

" Oh...hold on... It's not what it looks like. " " Then why were you and I in the same bed?? " " You were really scared last night, I think you had a nightmare. You were crying like a child and when I tried to calm you down, you held me very tight like a child. So I could not leave" she nodded then she must have realised that she was not wearing her own clothes. " My clothes??? Who changed my clothes?? I don't remember changing them??? " She was still doubtful. " Umm... one of the ladies who work for me. " I said to calm her down. She would have freaked out if I had told her that I did it.

I stood up from my bed and placed my leg down, then I realised that my legs were bare. “Okay, I remember that I was putting on clothes yesterday. What happened between yesterday night and this morning?“ I asked myself I pulled the blanket off from my body totally and then I realised I was wearing one of the big shirts that I usually put on to bed. How the fuck did I get a change of clothes and I cant remember? I screamed inwardly.

“She was cold and wasn’t wearing a shirt when she fell asleep. We wake up in whatever we were wearing. I gave her my shirt…for the cold.” “And now you’re not wearing a shirt.” I nodded, my eyes wide. “And now my shirt is gone.” “Fuck Des, there might be more to this dream stuff than you think. You might want to talk to Janet or Imogen about it.” “Add it to the to-do list.”

She was having a hard time adjusting like a human. She left the bed and gasped when she found herself in a nightgown reaching just above her thigh. Okay!! She admitted that she had a habit of sleeping in those types of nightgowns, but she was sure that she didn’t change her clothes last night. Did someone change her clothes when she was unconscious? She tried to recall everything that had happened last night. A man hugging her, caressing her hair, talking to her. “Shit!!” She cursed under her breath and was ready to smack that man’s head for changing her clothes, and who knows, he would have done more than that to blackmail her, like making a video while changing her clothes and more!!

Oh my, the man knows how to get a girl all hyped and worked up. “We need to take a change of clothes,” I tell him. Since when we begin to change our clothes will be ruined and I am not shifting back to human form and entering back into the house naked for the guys to see me. They may be awake still. Oh, wait – I think they are going to shift too. I can’t remember what the deal is on that. “I have a stash of clothes in the woods, you need to grab something to put on when we shift back to human form, sweetheart. And wear something you don’t care too much about for when we begin.”

he answers me. “Okay,” I agree and I go to the bathroom and change from my dress into one of James’s shirts, and one of Milo’s sweats, they are too big for me, but I loved wearing their clothes they make me feel like a little, and I know I’m supposed to be a little and littles love to wear little clothes, but for me those clothes are my wolves clothes. “All ready, what are we watching?” I ask them jumping in the middle of the bed with a big smile on my face, that’s only meant for Milo, and nothing to James.

All clothes were sequentially aligned from short to long, and it was a pleasure to see such an orderly room. I grabbed a comfy PJs and went to the bathroom to change my tear-stained clothes. I got out and straight jumped to the bed, curled myself in the comforter and fell myself in the dreams of fairies. “Life will be better now,” my mind predicted.

When I finally heard the click of the door was when I realized that it was really happening and there was a high possibility that I wasn't dreaming. My legs finally moved and I finally took the cue to explore every inch of the room. I headed towards the wardrobe. They were filled up with a change of clothes. All the same dresses but a win was a win and I no longer have to wear one gown for weeks. The idea of it seemed surreal.

It crossed her memory, her heart began to beat fast and she clutched her clothes in fright. "How is it possible to see someone you do not know in your dream and become so scared ?'' she thought. She lifted her clothes and saw that she wasn’t wearing underwear and everything became so confusing. She didn't know where she was. She couldn't remember a thing and she was not wearing underwear. She needed to leave this place. She jumped down from the bed and ran to the door. Just as soon as she turned the doorknob her fears were confirmed she had been locked in.