The Other Side

You dreamt.

You were in line to use the restroom, at some busy establishment Dressed as you normally are.

There was a man that looked like the guy from the first mystic shop holding a clipboard.

"Name?"

"Look, im just trying to use the restroom."

"You won't be able to get in unless your on the list."

"For the restroom?"

The man had no patience, "Next?"

"Fine. John."

"John?" The music stopped, everybody froze, "we've been waiting for you!" The room was silent and had become deserted. The man undid the rope barrier and held the door to the men's restroom open for you, "right this way...John..."

"Uh...thanks...?"

The moment you walked in, the door slammed shut and locked. The sign on the other side of the door had the women's icon on it and you suddenly found yourself back in just the wig, the bra and the panties.

You banged on the door, "I changed my mind. I don't want to be in here!"

No response.

"I'm sorry. That's an entrance only" a man told you. Turning around, it looked like the guy from the second mystic shop, "please, right this way."

You appeared to be in some strange combination of a restroom and a museum.

On the wall, there were large framed pictures of cum separated by urinals.

"What is this place?" You asked.

"Oh its a special media center reserved for those who we deem to have a refined...taste..."

As he said that, a nasty and hauntingly familiar salt taste permeated through your mouth.

You looked around as you followed him and the pictures in the room began to alternate between cum and then pictures of your face.

"Its kinda a weird art center you have here..."

He didn't respond.

Further variance began as you got deeper in. Framed pictures of cum. Framed pictures of your face, urinals and now also mannequins dressed in sexy outfits with their heads replaced with mirrors that you saw your face in each.

The man then took you to a long circular room at the end of the long hallway. You dismissed what the shape of this "media center" must have looked like.

"Where's the exit?" You asked as he walked away and out the door ignoring you. You heard the door lock behind him.

You then saw the contents of the room. Pictures of your crush hanging on the wall on one side, with mannequins of your friends and family in front of them. On the other side, pictures of cum on the walls and mannequins in sexy outfits with the mirrors on their heads all facing you. You realized which side of the room you were on and tried to move swiftly to the side you found preferable. When you tried to step away you found that your wig had gotten caught on one of the mannequins.

"Stop it! Get off!" You yelled wrestling it away, when you heard the whirring of a motor as a large screen descended from the ceiling. Separating one side of the room from the other.

When you freed yourself from one, you got caught on the another...then another. Knocking away mannequins, they toppled down, brushing against your bra or slapping your ass on the way down, but you looked back again they were back standing so that you could see your face on their bodies.

"Get away from me! Let me GO!" you continued wrestling with them as the screen now approached the floor, making the other side of the room unreachable. When the screen finished descending, when the two sides of the room were fully separated, the mannequins toppled down bringing you down with them causing you to fall in a chair that was facing the screen. The cluster of mannequins keeping you pinned in it and facing the screen

The lights went out, and the screen was illuminated with video of what was going on in the room outside of your dream. Your body floating in the air while your possessed cock emptied out its supply over your face, mouth and body.

"Oh John! Gross!" You heard voices from behind the screen.

"I didnt choose this!" You gurgled through the substance in your mouth. There was that taste again. You spit it out, it looked like the pictures on the wall, and yet the substance remained in your mouth. You felt the same substance on your face.

"Get off me!" You wrestled with the mannequins, "I don't want to be on this side"

"But its where you belong," that womans voice said as the screen switched to the womans face from the vision, "that other side of the room was your old life...this is your new life.

"I DONT WANT THIS LIFE!" you screamed through your gurgles.

"Oh..." the woman sounded sympathetic and then pointed at you from the screen, "burst...burst...burst...burst...

swallow...swallow...swallow...swallow"

Your chair was moved closer to the screen and her finger extended out of the screen and forced way into your mouth.

"Burst...burst...burst...burst..."

The lights flickered and she disappeared but her finger remained and you heard

"Swallow...swallow...swallow...swallow.." from inside your mouth as it then exploded.

Instead of waking up from this dreaded nightmare, the dream around you disappeared and it was just you in an endless abyss with your possessed cock for the remainder of the night. "Mine" echoing for the entire duration.