College dormitory

The 7th floor of the dormitory building where you had gone to school: Oakland University in Rochester, Michigan...it's the first place that you can think of, being an all female floor with several friends you knew. Erika, who was into video games and her hot roomie Page. Indrani and Jasmine, two friends whom you had met through the major the three of you studied. Two big busty beauties from your acting class, Charlene and Marilyn, live there as well. Since you're working with sexsomnia here, it would make sense to be at a place where a lot of sleeping girls would be, right?

Mind clear with the image of the 7th floor's dormitory halls and rooms, you look to Charles with a nod.

"Got a place in mind, have you?" Charles asks. "Alright then. I'll be opening the door now. The light's gonna be a bit blinding at first, but just will yourself and walk on through, understand?"

Giving him another affirmative nod, he clasps the metal of the silver handle and pulls backwards, slowly swinging the massive door open. It creaks as a powerful light escapes from its depths, engulfing the area and cutting your vision off entirely.

"Remember, lad," you hear Charles speak up as you close your eyes in the shower of light. "Don't overthink things. It's that simple, you hear?"

Unable to see anything around you or confirm your surroundings, you take a step forward and begin walking towards the light...

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Opening your eyes, you find yourself in a long hallway with walls of black and streaks of gold, the college's colors of choice. Along the walls are several doors leading into the dorm rooms at regularly spaced intervals, holding any number of female students who are studying, sleeping, or just hanging out. Moonlight peers in through the windows, indicating that it's late in the middle of the night.

You've no clue how, but Charles and whatever sorcery he had going on with that door was legitimate. By some stretch of the imagination, you've been teleported to the 7th floor of the dormitory building at your old college. If he really managed to do that, perhaps the rest will turn out to be legitimate as well?

Walking down the hall, you end up Erika and Page's room. The door was unlocked. Although it seems confusing at first as to why they would leave it wide open, you quickly remember what you set as a societal norm. In a world where most women have sex in their sleep most nights, one would not want to be locked out of a room. Pushing the door further open, you step into their dormitory.

Walking through a small commons area with a couch and a TV, you go through another door into a decently sized bedroom with two beds, one against each wall. Erika's on his left side with her sheets down around her ankles. She isn't anything aside from a thin T-shirt. You ponder about this for a moment as it begins to make sense: women would definitely sleep bottomless if they spent their sleeping hours either eating pussy or getting their pussies eaten, wouldn't they?

Erika's roommate, Page, is on the other side of the room. Her only article of clothing was a black laced bra which supported her big jugs as they rose up and down in rhythm with her breathing. She was definitely a hottie, and you had spent more time than you could remember appreciating her incredible figure from afar.

As you stand in the middle of their room and think about what to do from here, you feel something rubbing up against your crotch...

Looking down, a slender hand with manicured fingernails is slowly feeling up the denim of your jeans, causing your penis within to gradually arise. Turning your head slightly, you see it's Charlene from acting class standing behind you, her eyes closed and her breathing light. In her sleep, she rose from her bed and searched out a man to have sex with...and you were the first one she found. Lucky you.

Charlene wore only an open button down shirt, her huge milk chocolate knockers pressed against your back. She moans lightly as she continues stroking the front of your pants for another moment before reaching around with her other hand to undo your button and zipper.

You don't even want to begin trying to figure out how, but whoever this "doctor" person was ended up being the real deal. Someway, somehow, he has altered reality so that women will have sex with you and each other in their sleep. You can't help but smile as Charlene slowly pulls your jeans and boxers down, unveiling your semi-hard cock. She places one hand on your shaft and the other on your testicles, giving you a handjob and massaging your balls at the same time...all while fast asleep, dreaming about God knows what.

You find yourself thanking Charles and the doctor again and again in your head as Charlene's silky smooth palms rub your shaft, slowly bringing it to its maximum level of hardness...