Female, Male, Male

Lately, I have grown a curiosity in how it would be to be a man. I have a strong preference for men so I entered male and men. The intensity scale was 1-3. Feeling a bit insecure I chose 1. The soft voice asked me to lay back and close my eyes. Within seconds I drifted off and saw a masculine figure in front of me. A small voice in my head said: “Welcome to Dreambox, please enter your Dreambox personality”. I drifted into the shape, which in the split-second before entering looked like me, maybe a bit more attractive.

Looking out I saw across a field. The sun was approaching sundown, and I was walking towards an outdoor party with a bonfire starting. Before entering the party I had to check out my new body, so I walked off a bit hiding before I stripped down. My chest was without breasts, but with some hairs. Further down, I had a tendency towards a sixpack. I dropped the boxer and saw a nice medium-sized cock rapidly raising, with balls in a sack beneath. I played with them a bit, stroked the cock a few times before forcing myself back towards the party. I got to the bar, got a drink and some food, sat down near the campfire. I was all the time aware that I had a hardon in my pants. After a few minutes, a band started playing, and some of the girls hit the dancefloor. First in singles/group. They looked so nice in their summer dresses whirling around the dancefloor like nothing really mattered. After a few songs, a few men entered the dancefloor, mostly dancing with the women. I joined a mixed group at the edge of the floor, that split into pairs after a few minutes. When the couples had formed, we where two men left. He led me into the dance, the steps were a bit awkward first since both of us were trying to lead an be led at the same time. I really wanted to feel being a man, and after a short time, we found a rhythm where we shared the pleasure of leading and being led. This feeling of dancing next to a man was new and exciting to me. I could feel his strong body through the thin fabric, I felt the bulge in his pants meeting the bulge in mine when we pressed our bodies together.

When the music stopped, I felt a thug pulling me away. I saw my Dreambox skin standing there next to him before hearing: “Hope you enjoyed your Dreambox dream”. I woke up laying on the sunbed, and the voice said: “Please wait a few moments before standing up, the return from Dreambox might be a bit confusing.”