Daphne had some very different "Memory Dreams"

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Daphne rolled over again in the stiff sheets of the bed. While she had slept in worse with the old blankets and sleeping bags in the back of the old van… she had gotten use to sleeping with Shaggy and Scooby laying across their feet and acting as a foot warmer. Of course, now the red-haired young woman was fast asleep and didn’t notice the shadow or a hand place it’s self on her forehead and manipulate her dreams.

*

In her dreams, Daphne sat on the bed crying. That was when the phone rang, and then she found herself with Shaggy and Scooby in Norway… She and Scrappy were being held by the “Ghost Vikings” and she had to admit, something about them in their leather and fur outfits was actually kind of nice… Then Shaggy and Scooby came bouncing down a set of stairs as Daphne and Scrappy were making their escape. They crashed into each other and Shaggy was on top of Daphne in the leather tunic. Daphne had to admit she liked it. The Vikings leader coming down a hallway caught their attention and the four made a run for it… Once the submarine was discovered and the crooks arrested, Shaggy and the boys followed Daphne around the fashion district of Oslo. They found a small leather shop that sold leather and rubber clothing. She picked out a pair of leather pants and a rubber shirt for Shaggy to try on and the one English speaking sales clerk picked out a latex corset, gloves, thigh highs and a garter belt for her. Even with her plain panties she was could tell she gave Shaggy a rock hard cock… and that night Daphne wore the full rubber outfit and rode Shaggy to blissful oblivion.

*

The two police officers looked over the aircraft with their flashlights.

“Andrea,” the one officer called out in Dutch, “You worked with the Americans when you were in the army, what does it say?”

“Mystery, flying, machine…” Andrea read the logo painted on the plane’s nose, “Or ‘Flying Mystery Machine’ if you want to be grammatically correct. You were one of those scouts in the Army, what can you tell me about these tracks Wilhelm?”

Wilhelm was looking down at the prints in the snow.

“A man, a woman, and dogs. These are a few hours old,” Wilhelm noted, “Where are you going?”

“I want to check something,” Andrea said, “I think this is a crime of stupidity, not ****.”

“We should wait for the inspector,” Wilhelm said.

“I am wearing gloves,” Andrea said.

Andrea opened the door at the rear of the plan and then looked around with his flashlight, he went to the cockpit and found the fuse controls. He turned them on and tapped a series of gauges. He smiled as he turned off the electrics and went back to his partner.

“As I thought, stupidity,” Andrea smiled.

“Why do you say that?” Wilhelm asked.

“Air line bags, neatly packed, one or two opened but closed up neatly, and tell me what does it mean when you start a car and the fuel gauge starts a blinking red light?” Andrea smirked.

“A blinking red light on a fuel gauge? Everyone knows that means buy more fuel.”

“All of the fuel gauges were blinking when I connected the battery,” Andrea smiled.

“Andrea? Weren’t those bags pink?” Wilhelm asked looking behind his partner at the baggage.

“I would think it is more of a purple but you know women and their fancy co…” Andrea stopped at the sight of the black leather bags that had just been a girly color mere seconds ago…

*

Daphne dreamed of a very different night at with Shaggy in the Glassglow hotel after solving the case of the ‘Hound of the Barkerville.’ The Butler, Bentley, had dressed up as the ‘hound of the Barkerville’ and stolen sheep. Daphne as Shaggy had talked about it on the way up and agreed to try erotic hypnosis and doggy dress up. They had found a shop in the city and now they were trying a bit of this ‘puppy play’ as the shop clerks had called it. Shaggy on his hands and knees with a collar and leash barking like a dog for Daphne’s amusement. The recently purchased puppy hood on Shaggy’s head and he nozzled between her leather chaps clad legs. Daphne got on her hands and knees on the bed and pulled Shaggy’s leash so he mounted the bed and her. God he was a great fuck as a ****. And it got her so hot and wet to control him in their bedroom games.

*

“I swear, they were just the same color as my girlfriend’s towel,” Wilhelm sputtered.

“I know, I bought my daughter a jacket in that color last winter. You were going on about the similar color all winter,” Andrea said.

“Look at the other bags,” Wilhelm pointed his flashlight in another storage bin for the luggage, “Weren’t those floral just a minute ago?”

The pink and purple flower patterned roller bags now were black leather with various emblems on them and a patch that Andrea read as “Dog Trainer” in English

*

Daphne dreamed of the Maggie and Winfred’s wedding. They unmasked Alex Anders while no one realized Shaggy and Daphne were secretly wearing rubber underwear the entire time. The night after the wedding reception as Shaggy and Daphne relaxed in their hotel room after taking everyone to airports and train stations, Daphne decided to try a new toy and a new game with Shaggy…

“Like what is that?” Shaggy asked of the bright green rubber cock sticking out from the black leather harness Daphne now wore around her hips.

“It’s a strapon dildo and harness…” Daphne smiled as she rubbed her black rubber gloved hand along the rubber prick, “Now, don’t think I haven’t noticed you enjoying those tail plugs in your ass, and I know you have enjoyed putting your cock in my ass… now it is time for you to feel what a good fucking feels like on the receiving end…”

Daphne ran her other gloved hand up and down Shaggy’s cheek. The pair locked eyes for a long minute.

“Yes Mistress…” Shaggy admitted, “Please use that on your puppy mistress.”

“And afterwards, you are going to eat my special Shaggy snack,” Daphne snickered before kissing her boy.

*

The shadow laughed without making a sound, the girls corruption was so complete already. She was no where near as pure as the nuns she had corrupted before… The form of the red haired woman had already changed. The girl’s tits had inflated, Daphne now wore a “D-cup bra”, what ever that was, and was now completely hairless from her neck down. Daphne was a hypno-puppy mistress and she loved keeping Shaggy as her fuck ****… now to make sure her fiancé would be a loyal and obedient **** for his Mistress…

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