Being Waken For School By A Latex Doll

Josh's dreams that night were strange. they started normal, but at some point they started drifting off into a strange haze. Faces began to shift, and he saw billboards and signposts change before his very eyes. Buildings grew taller, and when he woke up, he jumped up in a cold sweat, gasping.

"I was told to wake you, Master Josh."

The voice he heard was young and demure. Female. Couldn't have been later then her mid thirties. He turned to the side and saw a face that was covered in a glossy, inhuman, black latex. Only the eyes and mouth were uncovered. In one moment he was confused and calmed. Confused because it was such a strange alien sight. Who was this person? And calmed because he knew that this was just 1887564, his father's domino ****, and it was just waking him up for school. His next reaction was alarm at the fact that he seemed to know that off the top of his head.

"Is anything wrong, Master Josh?" 1887564 asked him, tilting it's head.

"No. No. Just a bad dream. Tell my father that I will be down for breakfast in a moment." Josh sighed.

He remembered everything. He remembered the app on his phone. He remembered how silly it was. It was clearly the same him. And yet, when he checked his memory, he remembered an entire life that played out similarly, but oh so different. One where walking a woman on a leash outside was normal, and all of his female classmates had been talking nervously about their grading for years, and where his mother being on her knees sucking his fathers's cock while the kids played wasn't uncommon. An entire world of slavery and dominance.

And he also remembered what day today was. Today was grading day for his class. Confused and in disbelief as he was, Josh smirked at that.