A Strange Dream and a Rude Awakening

I find myself swimming. Treading water in a small lake in the middle of the woods. It's late at night. The full moon shines brightly in the sky, reflecting on the crystalline waters. The water is too deep to stand, but I can still feel bits of loose sand and gravel as my toes scrape the bottom of the lake bed. I don't remember how I got here, but I'm naked. The water is warm against my bare skin in contrast to the cold chill of the nighttime air.

There is peace in the stillness. There are no waves or currents. Just the little ripples created by my own motions. I start to notice a faint sound off in the distance.

I turn to see something happening across the water. It's hard to make out, but it looks like about a dozen people all gathered together by the shore.

I start to paddle over. I hear what sounds like something splashing in the water. Maybe it's other people? I hear a faint giggling as well.

The ground rises beneath me and I near the edge of the water. I bring my feet to the ground and stand up straight, causing the water to recede beneath my breasts. Goosebumps wash over my wet skin as it's exposed to the cool night air. My nipples sharpen to knives at the tip of my breasts. My arms shoot across my chest to cover my hardening nipples from the windy assault.

At the edge of the lake, I find a group of women all with dark wavy brown hair. They are also naked, but blissfully unashamed. Giggling about in the middle of the night.

They don't seem to notice me, or at least they don't find anything strange about my arrival. A few bathing towards the edge briefly raise their heads in my direction, but shortly return to dragging the warm water across their flesh. I notice all of the women here seem to have incredibly large breasts. The ones standing nearby are at the same height as me, but their breasts dip into the water with their nipples partially submerged beneath the surface of the lake whereas mine are sit frozen above the surface.

I decided to join the women bathing. Hoping to dampen the chill. Moving closer toward the edge, I lower to my knees, causing the water to rise again above my nipples. I start scooping some of the warm water up from the lake across my shoulders then down my arms. I cup some water in hand, pressing it against my chest before dragging it up along my neck then it flow down my chest. The heat feels nice. It helps to dampen the bitter chill of nighttime.

As I continue to bathe when I hear a rustling sound in the trees. I look up at the shore to see a man emerge from the woods. It's Paul! I'm so excited to see him.

"Paul! Paul! Over here!" I shout. Waving my arms and jumping in place to try and get his attention.

"Hehe. Paul! Paul!" Another girl starts shouting.

"Paul"

"Paul"

"Paul"

One by one the others all join in shouting his name. Giggling the whole time, their gigantic breasts bouncing emphatically and splashing in the water.

Paul looks out towards us, but doesn't seem to notice me.

"Paul! It's me! Renee!" I gesture wildly. Arms flailing desperately to try and stand out amongst the crowd.

"Paul! Paul!" Ripples through the horde of naked women. Like seagulls on the beach begging for lunch. I start to feel surrounded. More and more brunette body doubles close in around me. The circle shrinking inward with me at the center.

"Paul! Please!" I plead, "It's me!! Look at me! Look at me!!"

It is all in vain. He doesn't hear me. He turns around and disappears into the blackness of the forest.

“Oh my GOD! Ren!”

I'm jolted awake. I'm back in the living room. It looks like Trisha is up already.

I look down to find myself completely naked sprawled out on the couch.

“Oh shit!” I scramble up. What the hell was I doing? I start looking around the couch for my clothes. I can't seem to find what happened to them. Am I that used to sleeping naked?

“Look, I know you are going through a lot right now,” Trisha starts, “and I don't mind if you sleep on the couch or whatever, but you can't just be hanging out with your bush out in the middle of our living room.”

I really don't like the way she said that. It's true I hadn't shaved in a bit since Paul and I broke up, but there has always been this low-key judgy element to our relationship where she is always commenting on my body like that. Trisha is a bit of a health nut. She is super trim. She has medium-length blond hair that she usually keeps pulled back into a tight ponytail. She is between jobs right now, but she used to work at the gym at our school as part of her scholarship. She would never come out and say, 'Wow Renee you sure got fat since Paul left' but she would definitely think it, even if I had only put on a few pounds. I want to say something but I'm not really in any position to argue.

I eventually find my shirt somehow flung beneath the couch. It looks much more stained in the light, but I slip it on anyway. It is big enough that I can pull my knees inside and cover the rest of my body.

“I'm so sorry, you can put your hands down.” I stammer.

She lowers her hands and sits down in the chair across from me.

“I swear I was dressed when I came out here, but I must have kicked them off in my sleep or something.”

“It's fine...It's just not what I expected before I've even had breakfast,” she puts on a fake smile as she sets her mug down on the table.

I sit silently in response. She's lying. It wasn't fine. I'm not really sure why this was a big of a deal to her, we're both straight, but I can sense a frustration underneath her attempt at a cheery tone.

“Soooo it looks like you slept well at least.” Trisha says.

"Yeah." I smirk. "I actually found this show that..." wait, what time was it? I look up at the clock.

“Shit, shit, shit. I'm gonna be late!” I jolt up and hurdle over the back of the couch.

“God damn it!” Trisha shouts and covers her eyes again, as I inadvertently flash my ass at her.

“Sorry!” I shout from the hallway. I just could not be late again! I dig through a pile of clothes eventually finding my work uniform. I quickly get dressed and dash for the door. Maybe if I speed I can get there on time.

"I gotta go! See you later!" I grab my keys, slam the door behind me, and dash down the stairs.