Fem Dream Novels & Stories

If I’m right, what does that mean? June 11th Am I ever going to sleep normally again? This dream was strange in a lot of ways. I was arguing with a woman. She was beautiful and familiar, though I don’t recall ever seeing her while awake. She was begging me to stop having children. She seemed furious about my harem. I was angry. Didn’t she understand I needed more heirs? Our only shifter child had been our daughter, and she was gone now. The rest had carried my blood but couldn’t become werewolves. I had to have shifter heirs.

A whimper tore out of my lips as my thighs rubbed together, my pussy getting wetter and wetter when I thought about him instructing me how to touch my pussy. Nonono, in my dream, he calls it his pussy. Yes, his pussy. My feminist self really yeets out whenever I have horny thoughts about him. My eyes flickered to the side, watching my reflection on the closet mirror. My cheeks were flushed, eyes clouded with lust, my palms touching my naked breasts and lowering over my stomach. Caressing the smooth skin and shivering at the image of James in my head.

Then Ava occupied the chair by the desk, her almond shaped green eyes studied me with quiet intensity. I took a deep breath. My fingers twisted in my lap. "I need to tell y'all something." My voice came out barely above a whisper. "Something I have been hiding for a long time.” “And what's that Emma?” Ava asked me gently. “I… I have these fantasies. Submissive ones, though. You know, like where I'm the one submitting. I dream about giving up any form of control I have over myself. About being told what to do. About being used… shared even. It makes me feel alive in ways I cannot explain. I know it sounds strange but it’s true."

All I know is that I can only survive if I have sex with women in their dreams, fulfill their fantasies, and drain their energy. "I heard you get a lucid dreamer; how does it feel to be with a woman who has control over her dreams?" As he placed a drink in front of me, Sai inquired. "It's delicious, especially since what she gives my life force is stronger," I replied, sipping the wine. "Give me a taste; I've never had that before. When it comes to dream sex, we are frequently the dominant species. I'd also like to try a resisting one, hahaha," Sai made a joke, but I didn't like it.

Telling myself I fell asleep in a park was way better than saying than trying to explain how I got here. “ Yes, that's what it is! It's a dream!” I said aloud, convincing myself.

replied Lee Umji then got up and sat back on the sofa. Ha Mino followed Lee Umji to sit back down. "What kind of dream?" "I ... seemed to see Kim Hana's life. I thought when I first dreamed about a woman named Kim Hana then it was just an ordinary sleeping flower. Then a few nights later I returned to dreaming about it, the name Min Junho also appeared, although Min Junho's face seemed to be covered by it a flash of light, " Lee Umji's story made Ha Mino dumbfounded.

"Serena" He called again wanting to be sure that this wasn't one of those dreams he woke up with screams and sweats all over his body seeing her not moving or answering his calls, seeing her with those puff eyes with tears in it he just wants to console her even if it's a dream he wouldn't want to see her in tears not now and never. He began to move wanting to stand up so he could reach out to Serena. "Fuck this hospital and it's equipment"

the young prophetess said sending a chill down my spine, weakening my legs. What if I have a spiritual wife for real and she comes in the night with the face of Philomena to have sex with me. The thought of it made me tremble all over with terror. Yesternight was not the first time I was making love with Philomena in the dream. Though, that was the first one that ended terribly. We made love frequently in my dreams and I saw it as nothing. Even in the afternoon when I sleep. It happens like I am in a trace. It is really difficult to tell sometimes whether it is real or a dream.

I sighed and buried my face in my palms. "Micaela are you okay?" Sabrina asks and I sluggishly gaze up at her. "I had a terrible nightmare" I answered weakly. I've never had such a horrible nightmare in my life. What was a baby doing in the dream anyways? "A nightmare? What was it about?" "Ferd, I saw him in my dream and I was carrying our daughter in my arms". "Daughter? What daughter? You two don't have a child so why would you be dreaming of a child?"

, she mumbled. “so, who is that woman in black jacket?”, the fairy wondered. The scene changed again. She didn’t know why she could no longer control Adam’s dream. “what is happening?”, she wondered. The dream fairy saw the woman in blacked Jacket and Adam was kissing passionately inside a camping tent. “Kris, I want you”, uttered Adam in his dream. The dreamed fairy started to panic. She didn’t know that Adam like someone else already. “how come?”, the fairy mumbled.