No Sleep Shifting Method Novels & Stories

Kinks: Sleepy sex, somnophilia (consensual), edging, soft domination The room was bathed in shadows, the only light coming from the dim streetlamp outside, casting faint lines across the bedspread. Everything else was quiet, wrapped in a calm so thick it felt almost alive. She lay on the soft mattress, her body still and warm beneath the thin cotton sheet. The vibrator hummed softly between her thighs, its steady pulse a gentle reminder of the pleasure lingering just beneath the surface of sleep.

I fully shifted. 'Again.' For the next two hours, my mom patiently sat with me. It took me forty-five minutes to not shift when I thought about shifting. It took me another hour to be able to shift just my ears. As soon as they would appear though, my excitement made me lose my concentration and they would disappear. My mom had me focus on drinking tea and having them stay on my head at the same time. 'I want you to keep them on your head at all times, unless you are asleep. Got it?'

She was living rent-free in my head. I sighed, turning to the other side. I usually slept better on the right side of the bed. The thoughts only worsened. The sex tape played repeatedly in my head. I sighed, looking at the ceiling. Maybe laying upwards would help me sleep. I placed a palm on my chest, closing my eyes. My eyes could barely remain shut for five minutes. I immediately sprang off the bed. A little bit of workout should help. I started with some squats, then a few jumps.

A malicious glint came into her eyes as she tried to slip his briefs off his waist. Noah stirred, moving in his sleep in a troubled manner and Maya quickly pulled back her hand. She would wait. She would wait until he was fast asleep, and then she'd do with his body, however she pleased. She laid her head comfortably on his chest, wrapping her arms tightly around him once more, while rhythmically tapping to soothe him. Her rhythmic movement soon lulled her into a comfortable sleep as well, dozing off on Noah's chest. Noah slept on, his fever gradually going down because indeed, Maya's unethical technique was working.

“I just have a few questions.” “Okay…” I waited. His questions always put my stomach in knots. “How often do you shift in a 30 day period?” I shrugged. “I’ve never really counted but I only shift when I need to, when it’s an emergency or something.” “So, only when you’re in danger?” I nodded. “Pretty much.” “You don’t do it just for fun, or for your own personal gain?” What kind of question was that? “My body does it on its own,” I answered, “I can’t really control it.”

She changed position many times in hopes to find a comfortable position that’ll make her sleepy. “You’re moving too much,” She heard him complain. “I’m trying to sleep,” She replied. “I told you to count sheeps in your head,” She finally stopped moving once he mentioned that. He told her about that trick of his before when they were sleeping beside eachother. For some reason, sleeping next to him always made her feel restless. She did exactly what he said but she still couldn’t get herself to sleep. In the end, she ended up staring blankly at the ceiling with her head blank and empty.

Liam roared, his voice echoing off the glass walls of the MFTU. ​"You won't," she said, her voice dropping to a whisper of pure, concentrated will. "Julian... Silas... increase the local magnetic field on the bed. Shift the gravity-neutral plane by five degrees to the left. Move the baby. Use the physics, Liam. Use the damn physics!" ​It was a maneuver that had never been attempted on a living subject. Liam, his hands steadying as the clarity of a high-stakes crisis took over, coordinated the shift. Julian adjusted the magnetic regulators of the bed.

Even I does I'll just going to have nightmares. I only sleeps 2-3 hours and on weekdays I spent the whole day resting using sleeping pills, my body clock is already ruined long time ago. My shift start at 9 pm and the first thing I do whenever I go to work is to make the three go to sleep first. I get out from my room and walked in front of them, I stand firmly in front of them and crossed my arms. The sound coming from a horror film behind me battered when the thunder strike with the high volume that even the next building can be disturb.

At first, I could do it with the force of will, but a year ago I had to borrow my sister’s old med school textbooks and the internet to search for something stronger. I had first considered things like morphine but being so addictive I figured becoming an addict could be worse than actually shifting. It took me a while but finally, I figured out a special cocktail of muscle relaxants, sedatives, and traces of wolfsbane that would prevent me from shifting by forcing my body and mind to become very relaxed, almost to the point of going to sleep.

"Hate how this affects you babe. I can see how tired you are of this, how exhausted you are from not sleeping because the nightmares. I don't want this touchin' you. Just don't have a choice in the matter right now." I pull his neck down to align his forehead with mine then close my eyes. I can hear his breathing which settles me. "I know of a way you can make sure my sleeping doesn't get interrupted by bad dreams." I open my eyes when I feel his smile grow. Something he should definitely do more often. "And what's that?" "A nice good massage." I joke then laugh when Shane's smile grows to an all-out grin. "Fine, but then I get to fuck you till you can't walk."