Your Dream

[Wapoww]

I think all of us experienced weird dreams that are bizarre. The dream that blew your mind of how crazy it is. Because every time I sleep now, I nearly experience weird dreams every day. I always wrote the dream on my phone next to my bed just to remember it before it fade away.

There's 3 dreams i remember.

 

1. I was in a gay man's body, and he got invited to his boyfriend's funeral. It's like I'm seeing someone else's vision. It was crazy. Because in the dream, I knew that this was not my body. The funeral took place in the family's home, in the backyard. It was goofy because on one side, this is screwed up that this guy's partner is dead, but it's funny as hell as they bury the body in the backyard.

 

2. I woke up in H3H3 house. I'm hanging out with him. Then Burglars broke into his house, Ethan attacks. He pull out a shotgun from his fupa short (a short!) then started chasing out the burglars.

 

3. The last one is the most insane thing, it's like the dream told you something that you didn't know is real. I'm sitting in a... let's just say a 'hangout' place. It's like a bar, but not. I was sitting alone at the bar when a girl sat next to me, we chat about our lives. She dressed like you call 'alt-girl' and certainly has 10/10 good manners around people. Then... it happens. She told where I can meet her again. Let's say that she told me she lives 400km east of a certain place. I had fun talking to her, then i woke up. I remember what she said. Fast forward a couple hours, I'm curious. I opened google maps and checked the place she mentions. It's real, it's 100% real. Remember, I didn't know this place was actually real. The dream actually showed me a place, and I don't know if the dream actually told me a real person. Only one way to find out.

 

What is your weird dreams?

[Idyll]

I could think of one I had.

 

Evening in Neons:

 

Once, I had a lifelike "dream", I could experience things with my full senses and was for some reason spectating what seemed to be a show; In the background or at least should I say all around my field of perception, there was a sound of old radiowaves rumbling - white noise laden with silence - as though the channel was shifting between stations - you know the kind - and whenever I spoke my voice was garbled, as if a voice out of an out of tune radio and nobody would heard me. The ambience felt oppressive, austere and gloom engulfed the entirety of the world I could perceive.

 

There were various actors on the scene; because there was a scene, the elevated kind like that of a theater; and they seemed to be discussing various times, worlds and events across reality/ies.(..?)

Their outfits were mismatched, some seemed out of place, others out of time or otherwise constantly changing between new pieces in the instant. I can clearly remember the vintage-style neon lights outside, which stained my eyelids as if I'd stared into a sun for too long - which there were... numerous dark astres of dim desolating light - like it was burned into them; even now I see the words but don't recognise the characters.

The audience of which I was part comprised outfits of various designs including designs worn by the actors, didn't seem to have faces or anything past smidges of blurred features. Looking at them, their bodies - which were mostly blurred though became clearer the longer my eyes were laid on them - behaved erratically, heads and limbs could shift position almost instantly and their overall bodies would begin squirming after a while and then stop...

 

For some reason I felt a longing to stay, watch and appreciate what was going on upon that scene and hear what was being said, smell the cigs and cigars all around - a feeling I'd reached a place I belonged to and wished to stay in this place as it was my natural environment.

I could feel that this moment was probably real and these people (will) exist(ed), something about which I have a strange feeling of certainty.

 

The memory of these jagged and desynchronized figures came as I awoke, feeling terrible misery as though everything and everyone I know or lived turned out to be vain, false and a despairate attempt at something.

 

 

[stingray1995]

LoversLab stripped me of my dream:  to be able to pee in my own butthole while my penis is inserted.

[Idyll]

On 1/31/2022 at 3:39 PM, stingray1995 said:

LoversLab stripped me of my dream:  to be able to pee in my own butthole while my penis is inserted.

 

Not to trample over your aspirations but... Unless sanitary protocols were in place for the duration of those "activities", perhaps it is best they be belayed.

 

Also, how do you even... Do you just unplug it from its birthplace then lodge it down in limbo, like a potato man from Toy Story, or did you figure out a new ballerine move after slipping and it landed square in the circle, like in Suspiria?
 

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[stingray1995]

2 hours ago, Idyll said:

 

Not to trample over your aspirations but... Unless sanitary protocols were in place for the duration of those "activities", perhaps it is best they be belayed.

 

Also, how do you even... Do you just unplug it from its birthplace then lodge it down in limbo, like a potato man from Toy Story, or did you figure out a new ballerine move after slipping and it landed square in the circle, like in Suspiria?
 

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People can eat their own shit -- drinking urine helps heal internal bleeding -- and mine's obviously longer and much more flexible than yours.

[Idyll]

10 minutes ago, stingray1995 said:

 

People can eat their own shit -- drinking urine helps heal internal bleeding -- and mine's obviously longer and much more flexible than yours.

 

Well, if that's not a great achievement. I think most women are easy to beat in a dick measurment contest, though.

[Lyman the Lunatic]

Ever had a dream so real you thought it actually happened? Ever had 1 where it all feels like months even it's just 1 night?

I've been having a few of them for some time now. Seems to amped up after the pandemic. This 1 time, I lived an entire yr in a dream in 1 night. I dreamt while I was overseas, I met someone. I did what I normally do, except this person was involved in my life. We became friends, doing stuff together every weekend. Saying our goodbyes on my last day before I head back to my home country. Came back home, unpack my luggage, went to bed. Then I actually woke up, I jumped off my bed, going through my PC, laptop & smartphone, trying to see if the pictures we took together even existed. It took me about 3 hrs, chking & rechking everything, going through my facebook, trying to see my status updates, everything, there were none.

Then a few yrs later, I stumbled across Ito Junji's Long Dream. Kind of creeps me out. It also makes me wonder if that's what the after death is actually like, A long dream, until your mind ceases when you go to bed in this "dream".

[frobhub]

as i have a strong fetish for executions... i once had the dream/nightmare of me getting walked to the guillotine by my gf and her friends. stripped naked and in cuffs... i swear i could really feel every sensation of the whole ordeal. They strapped me on the board, put my head under the blade and made fun of me, before she dropped the thing and my head landed in a bucket... i could still hear and see as they pulled it out and smiled at me... everything was so damn real.

then i woke up and almost jumped out of the bed. she got up next to me and asked if everything was alright. i was too embarrassed to tell her what the dream was about...

[Idyll]

On 2/11/2022 at 4:36 PM, frobhub said:

as i have a strong fetish for executions... i once had the dream/nightmare of me getting walked to the guillotine by my gf and her friends. stripped naked and in cuffs... i swear i could really feel every sensation of the whole ordeal. They strapped me on the board, put my head under the blade and made fun of me, before she dropped the thing and my head landed in a bucket... i could still hear and see as they pulled it out and smiled at me... everything was so damn real.

then i woke up and almost jumped out of the bed. she got up next to me and asked if everything was alright. i was too embarrassed to tell her what the dream was about...

 

This reminds me I occasionally have dreams of dying in similar fashions, as far as I can recall, it's always been Master who killed me in them.

 

In my most recent one, I was bound to a X shaped cross, gagged and beaten half to death while my pussy and tits were tortured with needles and strong electric current, I was finished off by being electrocuted and beaten as I climaxed, I then was untied and fell to the floor where I was left in a pool of my piss and master bid me a seemingly final goodbye.

 

I had this one right after a session in which I was beaten harder than usual and the sexual torture menu comprised the same elements as my dream - I had gone unconscious and dreamt then. I instinctively clung to Master, when I woke up in tears and cold sweat, who patted my head while saying comforting words and handed me a mug of my favourite creamy caramel hot chocolate as I was held, trembling.

 

 

[frobhub]

On 2/17/2022 at 5:29 AM, Idyll said:

 

This reminds me I occasionally have dreams of dying in similar fashions, as far as I can recall, it's always been Master who killed me in them.

 

In my most recent one, I was bound to a X shaped cross, gagged and beaten half to death while my pussy and tits were tortured with needles and strong electric current, I was finished off by being electrocuted and beaten as I climaxed, I then was untied and fell to the floor where I was left in a pool of my piss and master bid me a seemingly final goodbye.

 

I had this one right after a session in which I was beaten harder than usual and the sexual torture menu comprised the same elements as my dream - I had gone unconscious and dreamt then. I instinctively clung to Master, when I woke up in tears and cold sweat, who patted my head while saying comforting words and handed me a mug of my favourite creamy caramel hot chocolate as I was held, trembling.

 

 

great, now i am aroused and noone is here to whip...

[Idyll]

9 hours ago, frobhub said:

great, now i am aroused and noone is here to whip...

 

You're making me feel guilty now... To compensate, I'll tell you some things I do when Master isn't there and I need treatment: maintain the tools used during sessions (and use some of them, like the above needles or taser, to get off while I'm at it) or follow a training regimen, the one devised by Master in my case, to improve my sensitivity and endurance.