Latent Dreamer

Dream world of my own

Chapter 1 by CandidBandit CandidBandit

I woke up pretty early. Which was really strange for me. Waking up early was just not my thing. I'm just not any kind of early bird.But something felt strange about this morning though. I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling. A poster on my wall that my bed is up against catches my eye. I did indeed have a poster on that wall, but something was different. I don't remember owning a poster of a girl band.

I continue looking around. My eyes running along the wall past my window with the frilly curtains I don't remember having. On to the two chests of drawers at the end of the room. There were a couple teddy bears sitting on them...

Then the half opened closet came into view. There was a school uniform peeking out. A girls school uniform. There were some clothes on the floor by the closet too. They were unmistakably feminine.

Stranger and stranger. The carpet leading up to the bedside was also different. It had some floral design that I've never stepped foot on before. Oh, and my fifty inch TV was gone too.

The overall size and shape of the room was identical to what I remember of my humble abode. Even the placing of the furniture was familiar. It was my room, but with a very feminine touch. Almost as if someone else had been living here and not me. Which would explain--

At that moment a loud noise goes off just above the head board. Exactly where I would of placed my alarm clock.

Not long after it goes off an arm reaches out from under the covers beside me to whack at the alarm halfheartedly. I watch, almost holding my breath when whoever it is pulls back the cover. And, shock horror, it's a girl.

She yawns before getting out of bed groggily and shuffles over to the other side of the room by the closet. How she hasn't seen me is beyond me. I'm sure I was in her line of sight at least once.

And then I realized, perhaps a bit too late, that under the covers I was buck naked. Now I was terrified. What the heck is going on here. Yesterday I was living in this house, or one almost exactly like it, with my mom. Now my room, or one almost exactly like it, is now a girls room. And here I am in that girls bed very much naked. And she hasn't said a word!

Feeling like a deer in headlights I can only watch and hope that this is all a misunder--

And she's getting undressed!

Rather, she's changing into her uniform most likely. But still! I can't stay silent any more.

"Excuse me?" I tentatively call out to her.

She turns to look at me with a questioning look, but not before she's removed her pink pajama top! She isn't anything underneath either! As shocking as this situation already is, what happens next, or what doesn't happen next is world-shattering.

She doesn't care. Or _seems _like she doesn't see the problem of having a naked boy in her room seeing her uncovered chest. Which has a nice pair of what look like B-cup breasts by the way.

"Did you need something?" She asks while I'm staring in disbelief.

"Uh,I... Err," I stammer my smooth response. Clearing my throat I try again. "Who are you?"

"My names Mia." She says, all chill like. Waking up with a guy in my bed? No big deal.

"Okay Mia. Have we met before?" If it turns out that I got drunk one night and went home with a cute girl then that would be one explanation. Even though I don't remember getting drunk at any party recently.

"No."

"..." We haven't met before? How can she be so nonchalant then about me being in her bed? "But you don't mind me being here watching you dress?" If this doesn't get a response then I'm stumped.

She thinks about it for a second then says, "I don't mind." After saying this she continues with her morning ritual.

My jaw dropped. I didn't get it. It didn't make any sense. What was happening? I decided to get out of the bed and look for my clothes because sitting here flabbergasted was getting me no where. And if she could put up with me under the covers naked then she could definitely put up with me walking around her room naked.

I thought that but as soon as I stand up I realize I have a rising boner. I began to have doubts again. Anyway, I look around for my clothes, wondering where I might have left them. No use trying to retrace my steps since I didn't remember ever coming here in the first place. After looking around the room though, it's apparent that my clothes are no where to be seen.

And Mia still hasn't said anything about my stiff member. So I thought, why not? This is all absurd anyway. I'll just go up to her and ask her.

By this time she was zipping up her pleated skirt when I stood next to her and told her my predicament, with my erection pointing straight at her. Oddly, this strange situation seemed to have me very aroused. "I can't seem to find my clothes."

She says...?

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