Strange Dreams

That night, while Rachel was laying in bed, she had the weirdest experience. Most of the time, she barely remembered her dreams. A little sentence here, a voice there. But this time, she had a very lucid dream and she'd remember every detail when she woke up.

At first, the dream started with her in the girl's locker room at school. She didn't know why cause she always changed in the bathrooms for gym. But this time, she was standing in the middle of the locker room with the entire cheerleading squad around her. But something was different. Instead of looking angry or smug, they all seemed... submissive? Was that the right word?

Brianna was standing directly in front of Rachel and she looked like she'd been in the middle of changing. Slowly, the head cheerleader walked up to Rachel and held her hands up like she was trying to calm a beast. "I'm sorry, mistress... I promise not to skip our next session... if you want to punish me, I'll accept it without complaint..." Then the girl got down on her knees in front of Rachel.

Normally, Rachel would've been thrilled to see her old friend like this. But something was different. As she watched, Brianna reached out and grabbed something, causing a weird feeling in Rachel. Then the girl pulled back... and Rachel's eyes went wide. Brianna was holding a big, flaccid cock. Rachel thought that she must've been dreaming from a guy's perspective. As she watched, Bree started to stroke the huge cock, biting her lip and making eye contact with Rachel. "You like that, Ray-Ray?"

Wait... she was still calling her Rachel. But... the penis... Rachel groaned as she felt the weird sensation of the cock being stroked. She watched as it grew to almost a foot long, throbbing and leaking what Rachel could only assume was precum.

Brianna stroked her cock a bit more and reached another hand up towards Rachel's view. Then it stopped and Rachel realized that she still had breasts. But they were bigger now. They were more than a handful, probably around D cup. Brianna grabbed one and started to massage it while she stroked the dick. "Do you like that, mistress? Or do you want my throat again? You want to ravage my mouth and throat until I'm gagging?"

Rachel couldn't take it. The stroking was driving her crazy but she needed more. She'd seen porn, of course, and knew about blowjobs. She wanted to feel it for herself. Slowly, her hands reached forward to grab Brianna's head. Her mouth inched closer...