Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34263048-20180217132303/@comment-33398500-20180223190515

Another night, another lonely session of tossing and turning a couple hours before getting to sleep...

Why is it I can’t find anyone?! There doesn’t seem to be anyone, even the horniest mamono who would actually take an interest in me...

Even as these thoughts came, I wished I could get to sleep, since that seemed to be the only time I got to have any fun due to the rather vivid sex dreams I’d been having lately, each of which being different than before, though the woman seemed similar in each and every one.

However, as I continued to attempt to get to sleep, I could hear something outside the door. Pretending to sleep now as the door opened, waiting to jump up and ambush who I currently assumed was a thief of some sort.

However, when I heard the clop of hooves entering the room, I knew it was some kind of mamono, and judging from the creaking in the floor, and the two sets of clomps, it had to be some kind of centaur, either that, or two minotaur/holstaurs moving in conjunction. Though with the darkness, I could not tell through my squinting eyes, while pretending to shift in my sleep, moving my hand toward a light switch.

As whoever it was started to make their way ONTO my bed, I jumped up and flipped the lightswitch, looking to grab something to use as a weapon. However, as my assailant screamed, I realized she was terrified of me currently, obviously a nightmare, now jumping up and attempting to get out of the room, before I shifted to the side, managing to stop her simply running off.

“Hey, wait!” I called to her, now wanting to know why she came here if she was so scared of me as soon as she realized I was awake.

“I-I-I’m s-s-sorry! P-p-please let me go!” she protested, flailing as she tried to get through the door.

Shaking my head, I looked at the terrified mamono and asked “Why did you come here?” sounding more curious than angry.

“I-I-I was h-hungry!” she admitted “...a-and you were always so happy when we did things in your dreams!” she then added, explaining “See... I n-noticed how l-lonely you are at school... so I wanted to at l-least make you a l-l-little happy!”

“So you were actually the girl in my dreams?” I asked her curiously.

“Y-y-yes...” she admitted, causing me to dart forward and kiss her, realizing she was using her power to enter my dreams and do what she actually wanted to do with me.

Backing away, bright red, she then stammered “P-p-please! I-I don’t think I can... not in real life...” looking down at her horse half insecurely, she then told me “I can’t do what I want to do...”

Stepping now toward the retreating nightmare, I shook my head a little, saying “I don’t really think that matters... just because your body is different than it was in my dreams doesn’t mean it isn’t still you, right... umm...”

“Chloe...” she then told me.

“Right... like I said though, Chloe...” I continued, seeing her actually flinch slightly hearing me actually say her name aloud. “...that doesn’t matter... if you actually feel that way, I can’t tell you to leave...” thinking a moment, I then ask “Didn’t you show up in my dreams one night as a centaur?”

Bright red, she nodded, embarrassed “I... I w-wanted to see if you would accept... s-someone with a body like mine... but I thought it was j-just in your dream you would... besides... I’m n-not as trim as I was there...” again looking herself over insecurely, though I couldn’t tell what for. She looked almost identical to the dream-centaur, just a different colour for her lower half.

Shaking my head at this point, I gave her side a shove, barely managing to push her enough to tip her onto the bed. “W-w-what are you doing!?” she then asked, flailing slightly as I started to undress her.

“It’s obvious you want to, but don’t think I would with you... so I’m just showing you I do... want to... with you...” I continued, though, with each word, her expression was turning from embarrassed to lewd.

“So... you do... want to?” she asked again, as if to confirm it again.

“Yes... I do...” I started, as the now-naked nightmare started to move on her own, crawling across the bed until her front was pressed against me, with her cloak off, she looked a lot more like her dream self than before, currently leaving an opening for me to kiss her so that we could actually begin.

Now that I think about it, I’m really glad I couldn’t get to sleep...