Fantasy Fucker

Before we start I want to tell you that this story features use of the game mode. It is recommended that you turn on the game (press start game) for there are scenes that can only be accessed with certain scores that would otherwise be unavailable if not enabled.
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The light of the room clicked off plunging me into darkness. I sighed and rubbed my eyes, glad to finally get a break from bright lights. I stumbled my way to the unkempt bed, my feet slipping on some of the mess of my room. I ran my hand through the sheets, sighing. The cool and soft sheets were a welcomed addition to my overworked body.

I fell onto them happily. "Finally." The mattress sucked me in, begging for me to close my eyes and sleep. My body felt heavy as I sunk deeper and deeper into it's grasps. My eyes drooped, the call of sleep was one I would embrace. When my eyes didn't close on their own I could tell it would be a long night.

A cold chill swept down my side like a phantom touch of a lover. What I wouldn't give to have that be my reality. I tried hard to ignore the cold air message my temples and tickle my sides leaving goosebumps in its wake. My eyes glued themselves to the ceiling, my eyes tracing the faint patterns I could make up.

A woman laid in that ceiling, dancing a flirtatious dance. Her long hair blew across the ceiling as she got got closer to me. For a second it was like it was her who was touching me up instead of my rooms poor insulation. I longed to feel her body heat, imagining a warm body pressed up against my own. Just maybe then I wouldn't have to imagine this dancing figure. I wouldn't feel the phantom touches because they would be real.

My breath wheezed out of me as the chill swept past my hard nipples. My head turned to the side, letting the cold sweep in to chill my neck. My eyes fell to the empty place in my bed. With a long blink I imagined that dancing woman laying there. Her long hair covered her nakedness, hiding all the things I wished to see. She scooted closer to me, her face almost impossibly close to my own. I never got to be this close to such a beautiful woman, even in my dreams.

In another blink she no longer resembled that of the ceiling. Now laid a large man, just as naked as the woman. As much as I wished that my mind didn't make these sharp turns at times it would sometimes happen. I stared as his face got close to mine. His face was so similar to that woman's. The plump lips, the big blue eyes. Even the nose looked the same. I blinked my eyes, hoping the woman would return again. She always did.

Except not this time. When my eyes opened he was touching all the places the chill were. No warmth came from his body however I swear I could feel the pressure of his hands. They grazed across my nipples, making it a little hard to think. I leaned closer to him taking in the imaginary scent of him. It was floral and dainty. As if he was that woman I dream of. I wasn't surprised when a cold and soft hand touched my cheek.

I opened my mouth, surprised when the guy slipped a cool thumb in. I didn't move, surprised by own imagination. My fantasy never once interacted this much with me. Saliva pooled in my mouth as he came closer. He took it out and I snapped my mouth closed. One of his hands slipped their way down my back, making me shiver in anticipation.

Despite his form taking that of a guy I enjoyed the sensations all the same. I never was able to get this far with my other daydreams, so I would take the win. When his hand slipped into my pants groping my ass I let out a little moan. He smiled, his eyes flashing bright as if he was given the best gift ever. "You're perfect." I recoiled back as the unfamiliar rumble made it to my ears.

I practically fell out of bed as I tried to get away from the cold man. With his touch gone my body warmed up quickly. "W-what?!" I stared wide eyed as the man shifted closer. The sheets moved along with him. "Your real!" I couldn't think as he sat up, a slight smirk on his face.

His muscled body was like a god's. His strong arm held him upright as he stared down at me. "Naturally." I shuddered at his deep grumble. His voice was like rolling thunder, powerful and gruff. "I'm glad you seem pleased." I couldn't look away as the man looked me over. "You deserve it."

I was about to speak but instead his hand lifted. A loud snap echoed through the room as my entire body loosened. My eyes fell shut as sleep claimed me faster than it had in years.

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Thank Bruhdashcon for intriguing me into making this kind of story. I've been brewing on the idea for this since I found their work. Their writing on this site is impeccable so please give their own story a read. I wish I was half as good as them.