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Chapter 2 by Twisted314 Twisted314

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If only it was a Dream (Chapter 1 )

Instead of waking up in my dorm room where I had fallen asleep, I found myself in an unfamiliar bed with an even stranger ceiling up above, made of stone and curving like an arch. Still sleepy, I propped myself up to look around.

The room was tiny, barely having the necessities:

A bed, a small table, a wooden chair with a few books lying on top, and a single large chest.

Though my attention was short-lived as my blanket slipped a little.

Looking down after noticing an unfamiliar sensation, two proud hills greeted me.

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My first thought was this being a dream. I had never dreamed of being a girl before but found it quite fascinating how realistic everything felt and looked.

I had just pulled aside my bedcovers, and while I did check out the room, from the moment I noticed my breasts I couldn’t overcome the curiosity. Pulling down my bra I could hardly believe how real they looked.

I had heard about clear dreams and some people even being able to control their dreams but I had never learned such a thing, still it was an opportunity I wouldn’t miss.

Just as things were about to get good, the door to my room suddenly opened, I distinctly remember someone knocking waking me up but I kinda ignored it in all the excitement.

“Claire what are you doing morning readings will start soon and you haven’t even dressed yet.”

A nun entered my room calling me by an unfamiliar name. Why does she remind me of someone?

I instinctively covered my breasts for some reason when the door opened feeling an odd sense of shame. It was a dream what should I be ashamed of and who was she? Would she join in onto the fun I wondered? Slowly putting down my arms again.

It felt strangely embarrassing to leave them uncovered but I knew it doesn’t matter between girls anyway and I didn’t mind it too much, through she behaved completely different to my expectations. Instead of undressing and joining me in bed she hurried in, pulled out some clothes from the big chest and threw them my way.

“You should hurry or you will be scolded by the head nun again.” She told me before I could even get a word in she was already on her way out. Like a whirlwind coming in and disappearing right after.

Strangely enough I couldn’t recall this place, I wondered if I had seen it somewhere before but came back blanc. For some reason the situation didn’t feel like a dream anymore as my momentary daze was replaced by utter confusion.

“Hehhh?”

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