You spent some time visiting and getting to know random people for the entire night.

So you spent the entire night marauding through people's dreams to experiment and practice your dream manipulation powers. You don't take full control of their dreams like you did with Miss Cardigan, nor did you plant any suggestions that might devastatingly alter their entire lifestyle. Instead, you decided to ride in the backseat, participating in the dream while occasionally subtly nudging people to start doing harmless things they might not be willing to do without a little encouragement.

You got to meet tons of interesting people, and also many not so interesting people. You don't ever really introduce yourself to them, usually just walking up to them and asking what was going on their minds. You learned that people don't question you if you act like you knew them already.

It was actually kind of fun.

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You were galloping across the desert on a horse, dual-wielding revolvers as you and your partner chased down a caravan full of stolen gold and the kidnapped Sheriff's daughter.

"So your Dad's been going through some trouble finding a job?" You casually asked, firing at the bandits ahead.

"Yeah. The company laid him off, and there hasn't been any job openings that require his skill set. It's been affecting my family real bad." He explained, headshotting a guy with his bow and arrow. "Me and my brother had to transfer over to an online school in order to find the time to help out our mom take care of the house, while my dad works a part time job until he can find another company to work with."

"That sucks man." You empathized with him, "My heart goes out to your family. I hope they get through this."

The both of you finally catch up with the caravan wagon. You jumped off your horse and decked the guy reigning the horses, making him fall off and break his neck.

Your partner jumped inside the caravan, fighting two bandits on his own using his own fists.

"I just feel so helpless, you know?" He said, grappling a guy and tossing him out the wagon, "I wish I could do something to ease the stress my family's going through."

"Have you considered finding work?" You slowed the horses down, "Maybe look around the town to see if anyone's offering any jobs?"

"What, part time like my dad?" He asked, cracking the last guy's neck.

"Not necessarily. Just look around to see if you can get some quick cash. You'd be surprised how many people are looking for some quick help without actually wanting to hire. Go around and look for odd jobs, like mowing a lawn or painting a building. Heck, post ads online that says you're willing to do manual labor for quick cheap cash. Any amount helps, right?"

"Huh... Never thought about that. Since I'm online schooled, I can probably make the time to actually do that." He hummed, untying the Sheriff's daughter.

"My heroes! Oh thank you!" She gratefully embraced your partner.

"Hey, I never got your name?" Your partner asked.

"John Doe. Pleased to meetcha, pardner." You turned around to reach for a handshake.

He took off his hat and shook your hand with a thankful smile, "Thanks for the advice."

You saluted, before jumping off the wagon and running towards another door.

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"Maybe he's just starting to get bored of me... I haven't heard him call me by my nickname in a while." The mademoiselle in the bonnet sighed.

You and her were rowing across the rivers of Paris on a canoe, mindlessly wandering around the city while completely naked. You and her were both laying of the floor, upside down from one another. She halfheartedly stroked your cock as you were eating her out.

"I'm sorry to hear that. Do you think you might be in a failing marriage?" You asked, before reinserting your tongue back in her clit.

"I'm scared I might be... I don't really know what I should do... I still love him, so I don't want him to leave me. I don't think he'll really divorce me, but it still feels like he's growing too distant. I have no idea what to do." She kept stroking your rod with one hand as she covered her face with her arm, doing her best to not get emotional.

"I'm sure there's some part of him that still loves you. Don't give up hope just yet." You reassured her, "Have you done anything special with him recently? Any dates or trips together?"

"We never seem to find the time. Not with our busy work schedule..."

"What about the spare time you finally get when you do get together?"

"That's usually only in the mornings... I make him some breakfast, he cleans the house, we both go our separate ways for the entire day until we arrive late in the night where we're too tired to even do anything."

"Hm... Well, if you're really willing to do anything to keep his interest, why not do something special for him to spice up the relationship?"

"Like what?" She looked down on you, intrigued by your suggestion.

"Pardon me for asking, but how's your sex life together?" You coughed, hoping she wouldn't mind answering.

She giggled, "My, you're a blunt one. To be honest, it is sort of lacking... We haven't been able to satisfy each other recently, which might actually be hurting our relationship..."

"Do some research. Look up books in the library or search for sex advice on the Internet. There's tons of ways you can make the bedroom more exciting." You offered her, "Here's an idea, why not try to wake him up early by performing his favorite position? Then, keep teasing him throughout the morning and ask him to return the favor when he comes back home? If he still has feelings for you, he should be excited enough to look forward to it."

She blushed at the thought, but gave a contemplative look. "Yes... Yes, I suppose that might help. I think I'll get on that as soon as I caaaAaaaAAAHHnnngggn~"

She exploded her juices all over your face while you were still sucking her cunt. Happy she was finally relieved, you stood up and offered your hand to help her up.

She takes your hand gratefully, standing up and giving you a smile, "How unfair. You didn't even manage to cum yet, and yet you're already satisfied once I was finished myself. I don't believe I ever got your name, Monsieur...?"

"John Doe." You kiss her hand respectfully, accidently smearing some of her cunt juices on her finger.

"Merci, John Doe."

You jump out the canoe and into the water just moments before she wakes up.

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"See, I like him a lot. Like, really a lot." Your classmate admitted, sitting behind you as you cycled in the sky on a bicycle plane.

Clouds woosh past you at incredible speeds, temporarily fogging up your goggles before the built in windshield wipers cleared it up, allowing you to fly without trouble.

"Oh... I get it now." You nodded in understanding, "So that's why you're so jealous of his girlfriend."

"Right..." Your passenger smiled sadly, tightly gripping on the umbrella.

"But you know for a fact that he's not gay?"

"Yeah..."

"Ooh, that is a tough shell to crack." You clicked your tongue disappointedly. "Being in love with your best friend, who's straight and already in a relationship. I can't even imagine what you're going through right now."

He sighed depressingly, "He doesn't know I'm gay. I've been too scared to admit everything to him. What if it ruins our friendship? Makes everything awkward? Part of me hates having to keep my feelings bottled up, to the point where it almost hurts, but another part of me would rather keep quiet forever just so I don't accidentally scare him away."

"Hm... I don't think I can offer you any practical advice. But I will say this; If keeping your feelings a secret is actually causing you pain, you really should just tell someone about it. Someone you can trust." You told him, "I don't think you'll ever get what you want from him. You can't change his mind to suddenly start being interested in men, and it would be unfair for his girlfriend if you tried to put a wrench in their relationship. The safest thing that you can do right now is... Maybe meet new people. Find a guy who's also gay that you might be interested in. Try to move on with your feelings for him if you can."

"I was worried you might say that..." He lamented.

"Hey, it's not the end of the world. You think you're in love with him now, but that'll start to change as time goes on. Trust me, you're not gonna be sad like this forever. No matter how strong they might be now, they're still just thoughts and feelings that'll go away someday."

"Hm... I guess you're right." He hummed, before asking, "So do you think I should tell him?"

"Whether you tell him or not is all up to you, dude. I just don't want you to go in thinking a miracle might happen and everything will work out like the way you want."

"Heh... Yeah..." He nodded in thought.

"I'm gonna start flying into space now, so grab on tight!" You warned him, steering the bike upwards.

"You said we go to the same high school, right? What's your name?" He asked.

"John Doe! Nice to meet you!"

"John Doe, huh? Yeah, I think I've seen you around before." He smiled, "I guess I'll see you later at school then."

"Sure thing! Good luck, I hope I was able to help you feel better!"

You hit the button to eject yourself from your seat, before deploying a parachute and safely gliding down.

You thought about everyone you met and helped so far, smiling to yourself as you wished them all the best.

You haven't been able to meet any single girls yet, most of them already in some form of relationship or another. So you don't think you were able to get anyone new to consider joining your harem.

You weren't too hung up about it though.

So far, your girl count is still at a maximum of Zero.

You don't count Shelly because she's your sister, and you don't know how Miss Cardigan was doing yet.

You still felt like you made some good friends today though, and had plenty of dream sex to boot.

It's a shame you'll forget everything the moment you wake up.

You glide towards a door in the middle of the sky, dropping right in as it opened for you.

You opened your eyes.

Back in the Labyrinth.

You heard John gave a depressingly loud moan from behind you.

Turning around, you saw him flopping his arm to the side of his Egyptian bed, looking completely and utterly bored out of his mind, something of which you felt a kinship with, knowing that feeling of boredom better than anyone else.

Sigmund looked like he was starting to run out of patience as he held a bowl of fruit in his hand, while Carl looked quite impressed with you since you returned as he waved a giant leaf fan at John.

"Why isn't anyone falling madly in love with us yeeeeeet?! How are we supposed to gain a massive harem of beautiful women at this rate if nobody isn't even interested in us?!"

"Didn't you say that I needed to visit their dreams about a dozen times before they finally start to fall in love with me? Kind of getting impatient for nothing, dude." You reminded him.

"Well, yeah- But you didn't take that long when you were with Shelly or Miss Cardigan!" He complained, "UUUUGH, THIS IS SO BORING!"

Carl spoke up, "I think it's quite admirable that you at least helped-"

"SHUT IT, CARL! YOU'RE STILL NOT ALLOWED TO TALK YET!"

Carl sighed, before going back to silently waving his giant leaf fan to cool John down.

"Bah, whatever. At least we're slowly getting popular, I guess." John waved away, before giving a perverted look on his face, "Maybe some sexy chick we haven't met in the dream world yet will start getting curious once they hear rumors of some magical boy who's showing up to help people in their dreams, and then she'll search us to find out if we're real before declaring her love for us and then fuck us on the spot and take our virginity, and then introduce us to all of her friends who also happen to be super models from Europe-"

And you just sort of stopped listening to him, starting to get bored yourself.

Stepping away from your subconscious, you wondered if you were able to control your brain to maybe wake up early. What did John do a few days ago?

You snapped your fingers, concentrating hard on waking up.

Nothing happens.

Hm...

You snapped your fingers one more time, this time saying out loud to yourself, "Time will skip forward... Waking up in three... two... one..."

...

...

Huh. Didn't work.

Maybe you were doing it wrong. Was it the flick of the wrist? Or maybe-

You opened your eyes.

You yawned, stretching your arms out and looking at the clock.

Wait, 6:35? That's strange... You never woke up this early before.

Hm. Ah well, you don't feel like going back to sleep anyway. Might as well get up now.

You try to move, only to feel something weighing your legs down.

Pulling your blanket off, you find Shelly snoring on top of your legs, your cock hidden completely inside her mouth.

"Damn it Shelly..." You sighed.

You're gonna have to get used to waking up like this, aren't you?

Fuck it, why not?

You gave Shelly a pleasant wake up call by grabbing the back of her head and using her mouth to jack off.