The Dreams to Come (Main Story)

It was real. It was all real. Another morning came and I woke with Fukushima holding me against her chest, _she was still here. _Only now could I feel the finer details. I felt her breath, her pulse. When I lifted her breasts I could feel their weight. I thought my life couldn't be anything more than tragedy after I got fired, my biggest fear was being stuck behind a desk, or worse, flipping burgers like my teachers and parents always warned. The possibilities were beyond count but I settled on only one while groping a giant woman's tits.

"Tremendous aren't they?" Fukushima stated. I was so caught up in my own revelation that I forgot I was still squeezing and rubbing her breasts, enough to wake her up apparently. Though it was easy to tell she wasn't hating it. "You know me, couldn't resist.", I said. "Well don't let me stop you. Please, use me as you wish."

We both sat up and Fukushima pulled down her top and let her tits bounce free. She scrunched her shoulders and squeezed her breasts between her arms and gave the most adorable smile of invitation. I gorged myself on her heavy breasts, slowly, I took my time for the first instance since I she appeared . . . no, since I created her.

Her breath quickened again, and mine almost did as well but I knew I had to stop myself before things got too far, before I had a chance to make something entirely new. Then the fun would really begin. "Is something wrong, Master?" "No, not at all. I don't want to lose myself with you again just yet."

I got up out of the bed still naked, rested my hands on my hips and looked at my tiny apartment. What could I do here? I could make this the biggest apartment that's ever been and have it be bigger on the inside than on the outside like in doctor who. Or I could leave this place altogether and make a mansion with a thousand rooms on top of a hill that wasn't there before. But then came another idea that put the others to shame. People would notice any of the previous ideas eventually but what if my new home was beyond the reach of any people invading my space. The light bulb went off and I ran for my desk and for my notebook.

I decided on giant island that floats in the air, out of reach of anybody on the earth below. The island is covered in trees with smooth rock spires spread around. At the center of the island is the biggest tree, a cherry blossom the size of the statue of liberty, but resting on that tree is an epic Japanese castle with a bright red roof and one of the branches going from beneath the castle to arching over it with a giant pink canopy of blossoms. In the Margin next to castles I wrote, "Sunrise Castle" and under the island itself I wrote "Eden Sky". Now the writing part.

"Eden Sky. The great chunk of land was cleft from the earth by Muzashi Oniwa with a single blow and lifted into the sky to sit among the clouds. The trees do not wither, the Sakura tree never stops blooming. Atop the tallest tree is the Monk of Eden's place of residence. Inside is a banquet hall, a storage room for all the liquor one could drink, and a number of chambers for Muzashi and all his servants."

I thought why not, so I designed my servants. I drew a single girl. A loose short poncho that covered her breasts, but leaving enough of her navel exposed, a short bright blue loincloth covered her nether regions and her heavily dragon tattooed legs. for her head I decided on short chin-length peach hair cleanly cut. In the margin I wrote "Servant of the sunrise" and next to that I wrote, "x100" to note just how many servants are on the island.

"Spirits that Muazashi encountered after raising the land of Eden Sky. Using one of his sacred techniques he crafted human vessels so they may all serve his every wish. Not only are they loyal, they are also adept at martial arts styles to help defend their home. In times of celebration, they perform the Hagaromo dance for their master, a dance that's said to worship the womanly form."

Everything was in place, but something felt missing. Of course, the Monk of Eden himself . . . Or myself, I guess.

For the first time ever, I started with the writing first. Their were a lot of Ideas to jot down, and they help create the perfect and ultimate master.

"Muzashi Oniwa: Master of the 700 sacred martial arts of his long lost sect of belief. Arts that range from the magical to the downright miraculous. Over the centuries of learning he's endured, his own body has morphed and molded into pique physical form, even his eyes have changed. Only the whites of his eyes remain and his pupils replaced with the Japanese symbol for Darkness(Left Eye) and light(Right Eye), a symbol of devotion to his training."

Now I basically drew myself in a Buddhist monk robes but dark blue instead of orange, had purple prayer beads around my neck. I drew a close up for the eyes and a quick search from google translate had me drawing the symbols for darkness and light. I'm not sure what else their was to add, so I closed the book, and waited.

I wouldn't have to wait long. Before I knew it, my birthday suit became dark blue robed, around my neck the purple beads. I rushed to the bathroom and looked in the mirror and there it was. My pupils were gone and the Japanese writing took their place. I was so full of energy that I never felt before. I felt more flexible, and much stronger. I closed my eyes to calm myself, and once I did I had this feeling that made me want to look out the window. At first I saw nothing but the morning sky but somehow my sight sort of zoomed in. There floating in the sky just as I drew it. "EDEN SKY" I said.

"What, master?" Fukushima asked. Ignoring her I quickly tucked my notebook and pencil into my robe and told Fukushima to grab her sword and that we were leaving immediately.

We met on the apartment rooftop. Looking up I could still see the island even though Fukushima repeatedly said that she couldn't. "Up there, is a new frontier. For both of us." I said. I quickly picked up Fukushima like a princess, which caused her cheeks to blush. "I want you to hold on tight. This is gonna be fast."

I squatted down lower than I ever could before and spoke under my breath, _"Sacred Martial Art: Dragon Jump." I had no Idea what the hell I was saying, I just knew it sounded cool. _The minute I leapt off the ground was like being blasted out of a cannon and soaring straight into the sky, I'm pretty sure breaking the fucking sound barrier. 20 seconds of soaring and a tiny dot in the distance appeared and quickly grew bigger and bigger. I could see it from there, the pink cherry blossom and the mighty castle I drew.

I aimed for the castle itself and we zoomed faster and faster before coming to a stop in midair above a balcony. It was everything I dreamed of. As we landed I found thirty of the servants I drew standing in parallel formation leading into the castle with their heads bowed. "Welcome home, Master!" they said in unison.

"This is where the Fun Begins." I said, with all new ideas on what to do next.