It’s a Dream

You step out of the shower, skin still warm and tingling from the hot water, every inch of your body freshly smooth from the waxing. The edible THC gummy you popped earlier is starting to kick in— a warm, floaty haze settling over your mind as you towel off lazily and collapse naked onto the bed. The room feels softer, colors richer. You drift off quickly, the high pulling you into a deep, vivid sleep.

In the dream, you’re back in Kayla’s video chat, but everything feels hyper-real and warped. She’s there on the screen, naked and smirking, her voice echoing with that teasing lilt. “Look at your cute little dickie, baby… so small already. But what if it got even smaller? What if it just… disappeared for me?”You’re lying on your back, legs spread, staring down at your groin in fascination and horror as a strange, pleasurable heat builds between your legs. Your modest four-inch cock is rock-hard at first, throbbing desperately in the open air, the smooth shaft glistening. But then the shrinking starts—slow, relentless, and insanely erotic.Your hand moves on its own, wrapping around the thinning shaft. It feels smaller already, your fingers overlapping more than they should. You stroke frantically, moaning as the length visibly recedes. “No… fuck, it’s getting tinier,” you whimper in the dream, but the sensation is pure bliss.

The head shrinks faster than the shaft, pulling inward like it’s being sucked back into your body. You rub the sensitive tip furiously with your thumb, smearing the steady flow of precum that’s now leaking in thick rivers down what little remains.Every stroke makes it shorter. From four inches to three… then two. Your balls tighten and draw upward, the sac wrinkling and shrinking too, the skin smoothing out as they flatten and merge. You pump faster, ****, the shrinking cock now barely the size of your thumb—thin, pink, and ultra-sensitive. The foreskin has pulled back completely, leaving the tiny head exposed and swollen. You use just two fingers now, jerking the miniature shaft in short, frantic strokes while your other hand cups the diminishing balls, feeling them grow smaller and smaller, softer, until they’re barely there at all.

“Oh god… it’s vanishing,” you gasp, hips bucking. The base of your cock is sinking inward, the shaft melting away inch by inch as you masturbate it furiously. The pleasure intensifies to an unbearable peak—the shrinking itself becoming the ultimate tease. What’s left is now barely an inch long, a pathetic little nub that slips between your slick fingers. You pinch and rub it frantically, moaning loudly as the last visible length disappears completely, retracting into a neat, puffy slit that forms right before your eyes.Your balls have fully inverted, pushing inward to form soft, sensitive lips around the new opening. The head of your former cock pushes out as a swollen, throbbing clit at the top of the fresh pussy. You don’t stop touching. Your fingers dive between the slick, hairless folds, plunging into the warm, wet cunt that used to be your cock and balls. Two fingers pump deep inside while your thumb circles the engorged clit in rapid, slippery strokes. Juices coat your hand, dripping down to your ass as you finger-fuck your new pussy with shameless abandon.

The dream-Kayla laughs breathily. “That’s it… your little dickie turned into the perfect pussy for me. Rub that clit, baby. Masturbate your new cunt while it’s still forming.”You obey, legs shaking, three fingers now stretching the tight, virgin-like hole as your palm grinds against the clit. The orgasm builds impossibly fast—waves of feminine pleasure crashing through you. You cry out, back arching, as your brand-new pussy spasms and squirts, clear fluid gushing over your fingers and soaking the sheets beneath you.You wake up with a sharp gasp, heart pounding, body drenched in sweat. The room is dark, the THC still humming pleasantly in your veins. You’re completely naked, lying on your back. Your hand is still between your legs—but your cock is there, normal size again, spent and softening against your thigh. Your chest and stomach are covered in thick, cooling ropes of cum. You must have come hard in your sleep, multiple times judging by the mess—streaks running from your nipples down to your smooth groin, some even splattered on your neck and chin.“Fuck…” you mutter, dazed and still buzzing from the intense dream.You grab your phone and open the chat with Kayla, fingers flying across the screen as you detail everything in a long, breathless message.“Hey… just had the wildest, most deviant wet dream after taking an edible. Still coming down from it and I’m literally covered in my own cum right now, chest and belly painted like a fucking abstract painting.

In the dream we were on video chat and you were teasing me about my size. Then my cock started shrinking while I watched. It was so intense—I was stroking it frantically as it got smaller and smaller. From normal (for me) down to nothing. My balls shrank and disappeared too, pulling inside and turning into pussy lips. The head of my dick turned into a swollen clit. I kept masturbating the whole time it was happening, rubbing and pumping what was left until it fully became a tight, wet pussy. Then I was fingering myself deep, rubbing my new clit like crazy, and I came so hard—squirting everywhere.Woke up naked with ropes of real cum all over my chest. God, it was humiliating and insanely hot at the same time. My ‘little dickie’ literally transformed into a cunt in the dream and I couldn’t stop touching it as it happened.What the hell is wrong with me? But fuck… telling you about it is making me hard again. Your teasing has broken my brain.”You hit send, heart racing, the memory of the dream still vivid and the sticky evidence cooling on your skin. You can already imagine her playful, filthy response lighting up your screen any second.