I Can Do What?!

The world twisted and turned inside out before snapping back into place. I fell, for all of a centimeter, before my back hit the mattress and someone's body.

I jolted in shock and looked around in alarm. My adrenaline surged as I tried to make out anything in the dark. I put out a hand to the side of the bed and felt someone under the covers. I took my hand back quickly and rolled off of the bed.

I stood there in the deafening silence and waited for... a scream? A challenge? Actually... no. This was my room, right? I was trying to fall asleep, then I felt like I was falling for real and jolted awake.

I looked around the dark room and noticed that the moonlight from the curtained windows partially revealed a mirror in the corner. The reflective surface was unmistakable. With that frame of reference, I noticed other things and was able to find the light switch.

I took a couple steps and flicked the light on.

I had to squint and blink for my eyes to adjust to the light. After a moment I was able to see, and I looked around my... room...

No. This wasn’t my room.

This was Mia’s room.

Was I back in the dreamworld?

I looked at the bed and saw a girl's head poking out from the covers. She didn’t stir except for some quiet breathing. Me bumping into her didn’t affect her in any way.

So, I was in the dream. So, then why... Why did it feel different?

I looked around the room again and felt that something seemed off.

Why did I jolt and fall? And... and... why was it still nighttime?

I walked over to the window and tugged the curtain back to see the small backyard darkened by the night sky. It wasn’t morning, like it was the other times I woke up in the dreamworld. It was night, just as when I had gone to bed.

It didn’t make any sense. Granted, this whole dreamworld situation made little sense to begin with. But this deviated quite a bit from the pattern of the first couple times.

I took a step back from the window and looked around the room. Mia was still asleep even though the light was on. Some of her clothes were on the floor. Her closet was still partially open, but her school uniform was absent.

I looked into her mirror for a moment before turning to look away-

I whipped my head back and stared.

That... was... odd.

I wasn’t naked. I stood there in my underwear. My navy-blue underwear. I looked down at myself and felt the fabric with my right hand.

This made even less sense.

The other two times that I came to this dreamworld I had none of my own clothes. I woke up that first day naked. On my next visit I figured out how to create things with my mind, so I was able to make clothes that way.

I focused on my underwear and tried to make a change to them. I willed for them to change to the colour red. I believed that they would change. I pushed on the dreamworld and waited for the familiar sensations in my head.

...but nothing happened.

There was no pushing or clicking feeling.

I tried to make a ball appear in my hand and lo and behold, a ball appeared.

So then...

What?

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I sat on the edge of Mia’s bed, picking at my underwear and trying to think of what was happening. I made several different coloured balls, and I was making them float in circles in the middle of the room. And yet, whenever I tried anything with my underwear... nothing happened.

I thought back to the moment I arrived here tonight. I dropped from a small height above the bed. I didn’t wake up normally. I dropped.

And before that I remembered choosing between the three paths just as I was falling asleep again. I picked the right path and felt... a weird twist and popping sensation. That was when I fell onto the bed.

Now, here I was with my underwear that I couldn’t control. The implications of which were stirring around in my head.

Was I still asleep? What was the right path? Why did I feel strange when I chose it? Why did I wake up with my underwear from the real world, and why couldn’t I control them like usual?

The implications were sending my heart into a thumping frenzy.

I looked at my hand and wondered if... maybe, just maybe... I was here... for real.

As in, my real body.

My flesh and blood body.

...

...

I stared at my hand, not knowing what to think or how to even process the possibility.

How would I even get back home if I really was here? Would I need to go to sleep again and think about the three-

My mind's eye was suddenly filled with the presence of the three pathways. I could see them almost clearly in my head. They pulled at my attention like nothing had ever done before. Even as I sat there at the edge of the bed and stared at the wall of this bedroom, I could see three lights in a dark void. I looked at each light, but when I looked at the left and middle doors, I had the wordless, yet distinct impression, that I couldn’t choose those two.

It was the strangest thing. Stranger than the past few days exploring this dreamworld.

I stood up and moved my eyes, and yet the vision of the three lights stayed overlayed on my regular vision. It didn’t impede my sight either. I could clearly see the room around me along with the three lights.

Standing in the middle of the room, I focused on the right pathway and felt myself being drawn into it. I felt something akin to sleep grabbing hold of me, along with a twisting feeling that made me feel that it should have been painful. The twisting became a feeling of things being pulled inside out. There was discomfort here too but somehow not as painful as my mind was preparing itself for. Then suddenly everything snapped into place.

The room was dark and silent. I stood in the middle and wondered why the light was no longer on. I looked around and paused when I saw my TV, or at least the reflection of it from the small moonlight from the window.

Was I... back in my room?

I walked over to turn on the light. Again?

Yeah. This was my room. Not Mia’s.

I lifted my hand up and tried to make a ball appear. I tried to push at reality to change to my will, but nothing happened.

Nothing happened.

I couldn’t believe it. Did I teleport into, and out of, the dreamworld? With my real body?

There was no way. There was no fucking way. That was ridiculous. I... that... how? I couldn’t think as the implications stunned me. They shocked me. The excited and scared tremors running up and down my body gave me the shakes. I sat down to try and understand what was happening.

I... I... I could go to that world. I could... wait... I could go there and have actual sex! Not just some dream version of me! My actual real body!

I looked down and leaned heavily on my knees with my elbows. I needed to breath and calm down. This was too big. This was massive.

I could get laid to an absolute disgusting level.

That was the main thought in my head, but there were other possibilities running through my head. My eyes turned to my underwear and my eyes went a little wide.

I was able to take something real into a dreamworld. Not just my body, but clothing.

What else could I take?

I hurriedly got dressed. I put on a comfortable pair of pants and a shirt and thought about anything else I could take. I rushed over to pick up my phone, wondering if maybe I could take pictures with it in that world. I would need it if I ever wanted to tell someone about this power of mine. Or even to brag about the sex I was having.

I stood in the middle of the room again, before remembering to turn off my light in case my mom got suspicious of the light at the bottom of the door being on all night. Now, once that was done, I stood there and thought about the three pathways again. As I did, I wondered if it would come to me easier if I was trying to sleep-

Ah, there it was.

Even while standing in the middle of my dark room, the image and feeling of the three pathways lit up in my mind. I got super excited and focused on the right path. The twisting and popping sensation in my mind still felt a little strange, but I knew it worked when the room became bright again. The presence of Mia’s clothing and furniture replaced all of my things in the blink of an eye.

I quickly took in the whole room then looked down at myself. The clothes and phone from the real world were still with me. I couldn’t help but grin in excitement. I turned to Mia sleeping in her bed and approached her quickly. I pulled back the covers and saw her sleeping there in her sleep wear. The urge to do something with her was too strong. I had to fuck her before anything else, so I took my clothes off and dropped them onto the side of the bed. I then tugged her shorts off while knowing that my actions wouldn't wake her.

I shimmied her shorts off and threw them onto the floor. I then pushed her legs apart and stared at her pussy for a moment. It was cute and hairless. Just like I liked. I also pulled her top up to reveal her breasts for good measure.

In a panicked daze I rubbed my cock and crawled over her. I aimed my dick at her hole and pressed it against her entrance with impatience. The wetness I could feel there encouraged me and I pushed inside. Her warm tightness made me groan softly.

I slid deeper inside of her until she was completely impaled on my cock.

Yes. Yes. I was getting actual action after so long. I was fucking someone with my real body. Not some dream version of my body, but my actual flesh and blood body. So what if the girl I was fucking wasn't real. She felt real. My body didn't know the difference. My cock didn't care so long as it got to sink into a convincing pussy.

And convincing it was. I felt the wet walls squeeze me even as I looked down at Mia's sleeping face. There was no reaction whatsoever. She slept soundly even as I rocked into her. Her body jiggled and her breasts bounced as I fucked her with the impatience of a horny fuck boy. I thrusted hard and fast, going deep on each push and not giving a damn about how I must have looked to an outside observer.

I pounded into her wet tightness until I came with a shuddering grunt. I let out all my pent-up desire and lust, emptying my balls inside this dream girl. I groaned in pleasure as I finally achieved the sexual satisfaction that I craved for so long. I stayed inside her and felt my dick pulse and throb as I thought of all the crazy things I could do here in this limitless place. I sighed in contentment and leaned on her for a short time before pulling my dick out of Mia.

I leaned back and watched as my cum leaked out of her. The sight was incredibly satisfying. Then I had the thought to clean up after myself. There were the real-world thoughts and guilt of getting her bed sheets dirty, but I shook my head and reminded myself that this place was fake. And I could manipulate things here. So, that's what I did.

I briefly wondered if I wouldn't be able to affect my cum, since it was real and I hadn't been able to affect my underwear earlier, but that was me trying to change its color. Here I was just going to move my jizz. So, I willed for my cum to flow out of her pussy. I watched with excitement as the Dreamworld heeded my wishes. I made the white liquid flow out and change direction. I made the liquid flow into Mia's mouth and made her drink without ****. I wasn't sure if I could have made her ****, since I had been able to deepthroat some women in this world before with no ****, but I still tried avoiding it here.

I watched Mia's throat gulp down my spunk while she slept. The floating flow of my cum disappearing into her mouth. Then it was all gone.

I grinned almost maniacally and squeezed one of her breasts at what I had just done. And it was only the beginning.

I got up and got dressed again. I pulled my phone out from my pocket and took a look to see if it was still working. There may have been a chance that bringing it here could have busted it in some way. I clicked the side button and saw the screen light up just fine. I looked to the corner with the signal and reception and noted that my phone was still connected to a mobile network, however, the Wi-Fi connection was absent.

Interesting that I had a mobile connection at all.

Mia’s home Wi-Fi might have been different from my real one, so the password would likely be different. I tried opening my browser on mobile data regardless. It took a moment of buffering, but my homepage appeared, which was incredible that I could do that here.

I searched up recent movies to see if there were any men that showed up in their roster of actors. The search engine showed a bunch of movie posters, but every single one of them had female leads with no sign of a man anywhere to be seen.

I then searched up “Batman” and the search engine countered with “Did you mean Batwoman?” along with showing some pictures and movie posters of a woman in the Batman attire.

That did it. I knew for certain that I was in the dreamworld now. Though, fucking a girl while she slept really should have been the thing to convince me.

To make it more concrete I tapped on the camera app and pointed the camera close to Mia’s naked breast and avoided showing her face. I snapped the picture and inspected the photo. There it was. her tit with her nipple standing proudly.

Now, the question was, could I take this photo back into the real world? Could I take anything from this dreamworld into the real world?

I stepped back and looked around for something small to test this on. I walked up to one of Mia’s chests of drawers and looked around the top of it. There was a small teddy bear sitting in front of a few bigger ones. I picked it up and inspected it. This would do for a test.

I stepped back into the middle of the room with bear in hand and my phone in my pocket. The three paths came to mind, easier than before, and I focused on the right. The world, or myself, twisted and popped inside out. It all snapped back into place, and I saw my dark room.

Immediately, I noticed that my hands were empty. I turned on the light and looked down; I saw that the bear didn’t follow me into the real world. It hadn’t just dropped onto the floor either as I looked all around my feet.

I then brought out my phone and looked for the photo I took.

It was there. I still had the picture of Mia’s breast. It hadn’t disappeared. I felt relief at that, but I also felt confused as to why I was able to keep it. The bear disappeared, or stayed put, but the picture hadn’t disappeared.

I wasn’t quite sure what the rules were for all this, but I assumed any dream items, or even dream people, couldn’t be brought back to the realm of the real and living. That part made some sense. I couldn’t just create a whole stack of gold bars and bring them to the real world or bring women with no birth certificate either.

That I could accept.

But the photo had me a little confused. It didn’t disappear, so did that mean that nothing was being brought back with me? I was curious to test this some more and get to the bottom of it, so I teleported back to Mia’s room and saw straight away that the bear was on the floor. I picked it up and placed it back on the chest of drawers.

From there I tried to record a video and moved around the room. I avoided showing Mia and walked to the door. I walked out into the hallway and went down the stairs to the lounge. The whole house was dark and quiet as I stepped over to one of the windows.

I stopped the recording and watched it back. The video was as amateur as it got.

I then teleported back to the real world to see if it stayed on my phone-

I jumped as I realized that I was still standing in the lounge. I looked around in alarm. Shouldn’t I be in my roo-

Oh, wait... this was my lounge. Not Mia’s lounge, but mine and moms.

Hold on... did I just use the dreamworld to teleport to a different place in the real world?

That...

Wait...

Damn...

The implications of that were insane.

Holy shit.

Could I go to the real Paris and the real Tokyo with this power?

That was an insane idea.

I shook my head and listened for any movement from my mom before checking the video I made. That one was also still here on my phone. It hadn’t disappeared. I put my phone away and tried testing this other idea by walking out into the backyard. I tried to make a ball appear in my hand, but nothing happened. I then teleported into the dreamworld and found myself in the backyard still. I tried to make a ball appear and a red ball appeared in my hand.

So, location affected things, but what about the Star Wars world I made? Would I teleport into the vacuum of space if I tried it there?

That wouldn’t be ideal.

I’d have to remember to come back to this copy of the real world if I ever needed to return. I went back to the real world and left the backyard so I could lock the door again. I then headed back to my room and closed the door behind me. It was still dark in here, but I didn’t turn on the light. Instead, I had gotten another new idea to test and went looking for any usb drives I had laying around.

You see, the idea was inspired by the fact that pictures taken in that world still stayed with me after leaving. That got me thinking about the nature of light. Light was a particle and a wave that emanated from a source and bounced all over the place, collecting information of what the particle bounced from along the way. Then the light would touch upon the eyes, painting a picture of the surroundings for the retina to see and for the brain to interpret the space around the organism.

A camera worked according to the same principle. Light would bounce on objects before being captured in the lens of a camera. From there the light would draw a picture in the camera's mechanism. The light particle/wave itself would dissipate after that. The camera doesn’t keep the particle trapped or anything. Nothing is keeping the light present inside the camera. The light burns an image inside the camera. The burned image stays while the light fades.

That was the only explanation I could think of for why I could keep the picture and video. Even if everything in the dream world was fake, or something that I couldn’t take with me, the light itself still acted as light does. The light was real. Or real enough.

But what about data?

Could I transfer data from a dreamworld computer to a real usb?

Could I make entire videos in the dreamworld, then bring those videos over to the real world?

What about movies and TV shows, or even video games?

The reason I thought that this might be possible was because of how data is transferred between devices. Some people could be forgiven for thinking that moving data from devices was somehow like moving water from one plastic bottle to another, or like mailing a letter to another address.

In actuality, nothing physical is being transferred at all.

What’s really happening is more like two students taking a test in a classroom, and one student looks over the shoulder of the other to read their answers and copy them. In this case, nothing is being transferred except the signals to tell a device to read and write something to be identical to the original.

Just as light burns a picture into a camera, or an eyes retina, electricity from a computer can send the signal to read and write, or copy, cut and paste. The newly made files, the pictures, videos or even songs, would have nothing physical from the dream-made originals.

At least that was the theory I had.

I picked up a usb from my corner desk and checked its contents in my laptop to make sure nothing important would get screwed with or lost. I cut and pasted what was there and made sure the drive was empty. I took it out safely and stepped into the middle of the room.

I teleported over and stood once again in Mia’s room with the light on. I went over to the light switch and flipped it back to off before thinking of a place to try my theory. Somewhere with a computer. Heck I could just make one here.

I left Mia’s room and headed down to the lounge. I sat at the dining table after turning the kitchen light on to see what I was doing. I sat there in the partial light and dark of the lounge/kitchen/dining room and willed for a laptop to appear on the table. And not just any laptop. A beastly gaming laptop with some of the best specifications on the market. An absolute monster of a laptop appeared in all its RGB glory in front of me.

It sat there, already open and turned on, the screensaver showing some trippy abstract lightshow. The keys and their symbols were lit up in many different colors across the keyboard. The touch pad glowed with a cloudy blue that turned to purple and then to red.

I looked at the brand name below the screen and saw the letters MSI. I touched the mouse pad, and the screen changed to the mostly blank desktop. Everything I saw looked like it was just out-of-the-box.

Damn, what I’d give to have a machine like this.

Anyway, on to the test.

I willed for a folder to appear on the desktop screen labelled, ‘Porn of course.’ Then I willed for a bunch of pictures to appear inside the folder that were anime-like illustrations of women, wearing skimpy versions of regular outfits as they went about their lives.

A moment later I saw the folder image change to that of a folder with images inside. The small images that I could see from there were promising. I clicked onto the icon and the folder opened. The window that opened showed all the pictures in the folder, fifty images of various women going about normal everyday activities but wearing some sexy impractical clothes. Office workers, schoolgirls, policewomen, grocery workers, university students, nurses. Formfitting or skin-baring, short skirts or deep cleavages. Bodysuits that hugged the curves of the bust all the way into the valley of their chest.

Hot anime women in hot outfits doing mundane things.

It was almost like I gave prompts to an AI program, and it came back with a batch of images. Incredibly detailed and convincing images.

Holy shit.

I pulled the usb out from my pocket and plugged it into the port on the side. I held my breath as I waited for the machine to recognize the device. A couple seconds passed by, and my anticipation almost turned to disappointment, but then the message asking what to do with the device popped up and I sighed in relief. The dream laptop was able to recognize the usb at the very least.

I clicked onto the option to open the storage folder and saw the emptiness of the usb. I quickly dragged and dropped the fifty images and watched as the transfer loading bar appeared. I watched as the images were copied and pasted into my usb drive. I waited for the bar to fill and carefully had the usb removed once that was done.

Now came the moment of truth.

I held the usb in hand and teleported to Mia’s room after standing up. From there I used the right-most path to teleport back into my room in the real world. I looked at the usb drive, almost expecting it to disappear or burst into flames. Nothing happened to it of course.

I walked over to my regular laptop on my desk and pressed a key to wake the screen. I sat down in the dark with only the light from my laptop screen to illuminate my face. I inserted the usb and waited for the laptop to recognize the device. A moment later I was clicking into the storage and...

... blew out a breath of quiet victory.

There on my screen were thumbnails of a bunch of images. I clicked on one and an image of a woman walking down the street looking like a prostitute showed up. She was walking in broad daylight in a crowd of other women. Some were also dressed like sluts, while others looked more modest.

I gently pushed back from desk and paced across my room. The excitement proved to be too much for me to contain. I silently pumped my fist into the dark of my room and hopped in place, hoping that I didn’t make any noises loud enough for my mom to come investigate.

Not only did I discover a power to experience incredible things in my dreams, and not only did I have the power to go there in the flesh...

... I also had a way to make money and profit from this power.

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