maybe he's dreaming

The first night after downloading the app, John was asleep, then he felt something strange. He opened his eyes.

It was strange, the darkness seemed less dark. He could see everything in the room, but at the same time, his vision was blurry, as if he were drunk. In fact, even his head felt light.

His body began to move on its own. At that moment, he realized he felt bigger and stronger, which was absurd. Was this a dream?

I began to notice details he hadn't noticed at first. He wasn't wearing any clothes, and his skin was black.

John hadn't expected to have a dream in which he was African American. He felt like he was missing something, but his brain was having trouble understanding what was happening.

His body rose and then moved as if to look around, then headed for the door. John felt his chest heavy. He wanted to look down, but his body wasn't responding. He found himself wandering around his house until he found the bathroom.

John, I hope it wasn't one of those weird dreams where you urinate and then wake up to a wet bed.

You hear a woman's laughter.

John wanted to look around, but his body instead entered the bathroom. I noticed he was taller? John used to play football and was 6'3" tall, but now he felt like he was a foot, maybe two, taller?

His body made its way to the sink and the mirror where he brushed his teeth in the morning. He finally had a chance to look at himself, but what was reflected in the mirror wasn't him, it was Mal0, a black woman with a wolf skull for a head, breathtaking curves. The sight left him equally confused and excited.

A voice rang out in the silence, his jaw moving on its own.

Mal0: I told you I'd make you mine.

John had never heard that voice before; it sounded hoarse but full of desire, the voice of a predator.

John tried to speak, but her mouth... no, Mal0's mouth didn't move an inch, she did.

Mal0: I've been waiting for this moment all day, John, now we can have fun together.

Her hands moved on their own, caressing her hips and moving up, her arms crossed, pressing against her breasts.

John could feel everything, it was still distorted, as if his senses were clouded, but he could feel the touch of her hands and her breasts tightening under the grip of his arms. He felt aroused, no, desirous in a way he didn't know. Was this how women get aroused? John thought.

Her gaze returned to the mirror; Mal0's skeletal face seemed to be smiling at her.

Mal0: John, I'm afraid we'll just touch each other a little tonight, but I bet you could find some fun toys for tomorrow.

Mal0 did just that, and began to explore her body, caresses, pinches, nips on her arms and breasts.

John felt aroused like he'd never felt before. He was a little nervous about not having control, but he couldn't deny the pleasure this dream was giving him.

Mal0: A dream, you think? Let's make it memorable.

With his clawed finger, Mal0 began to masturbate. At first, it was similar to what John felt when he masturbated as a man, but it quickly became more intense.

John wanted more, and Mal0 agreed. The masturbation became more intense, and then they came. Mal0 let out a small howl when it happened. John could feel her pussy spurting as an intoxicating pleasure filled his confused head.

Mal0 was panting. John felt her juices dripping down his legs.

Mal0: I'm afraid tonight's time is running out, John, but I'll be back tomorrow. Remember the toys I asked for.

John's vision began to narrow and fade into darkness, into a dreamless sleep.

He woke to the sound of his alarm, the memories of the dream still vivid in his mind.

As he got up, he realized he was naked and that his clothes were on the floor next to the bed. John wondered if what he had experienced was really a dream or something else entirely.