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 Yes, this is a weird, but true dream that I had.



   My car flowed through traffic in the rush hour.  I was on my way to pick
up something or another.  The light turned green, and I got to move forward
and got to actually move, instead of inch by inch.  After what seemed like
an eternity, my car, a 1980's beaten down Cadillac, rumbled its way to a
stop in the college parking lot.  By this time, it was dark outside.  I
opened the door, locked the car, and walked through the night into an
unlocked door.  There were a few people about, but I made my way unmolested
to the classroom where I work.

   I looked around, found whatever it was I was looking for, and walked out
of the classroom and stumbled into a group of people.  It was weird, let me
stress weird.  This group was like a mix between the 70's, and a bad sci-fi
movie.  There was a man, with long wavy brown hair, bronzed skin, and a
certain light to his eyes.  A born leader.  Next was a woman wearing a
dusty orange jumpsuit.  She was beautiful, in a hippie innocent, yet
naughty way, if you get what I mean.  She had porcelain white skin, long
black hair, with long bangs, down to her grey eyes.  She had a slim figure,
with a modest bust.  Another woman was in the group.  She also was wearing
a jumpsuit, faded orange with bands of purple, blue, and green encircling
her.  She was a stunner too, with reddish blonde hair, a full figure, and
lush red lips.  Then a younger man, say about in his teens, with long blond
hair, and a furtive suspicious glint in his eyes.  He was wearing faded
jeans, and had an old style leather aviator jacket on.

   "Come with me," spake the leader.  He looked so serious, that I did. 
All of us walked in step, to a building just behind my classroom.  He
opened the door, and I found banks and banks of computers.  He led me to a
corner of the room, where I found that two of the computers were on.  One
displayed a screensaver, but the other computer had pictures from an online
site.  I took a closer look at the pictures, and realized that they were
all from the 1970's.  All were portraits of beautiful women and handsome
men.

   "You see here, this is our dating site to say.  We find pictures of
candidates for our group, and give them a choice: join or die.  Our claim
is fantastical, but if you believe it, you can live forever," he grandly
proclaimed.

   Of course, after that proclamation, he pulled out an old, but well taken
care of 1911 Colt pistols, and pointed it at my head.  "What will it be for
you?"

   I gasped.  "I'm in," I stuttered, not knowing the full truth of what I
just committed myself to.

   "Good, good.  I knew you were a smart lad," he said, with a cold gleam
in his eyes.  He motioned with the gun for me to pull a tarp off something
else in the corner.  Chink!  Chink!  I realized it was a ton, literally of
coins.  "Help me get more coins, and I will see to it personally how I will
show you to live forever."

   So, not knowing what else to do, I hacked into some bank sites and began
to siphon amounts of money from others.  I only took amounts smaller than
$100, so then it wouldn't be traced or raise suspicion.

   Next thing I know, something was pressed to my face, and I passed out.

   ***

   I woke up with a splitting headache.  I sat up, and realized I was
wearing a long light blue robe, like one Merlin the magician would have
worn.  There was a path in front of me, and as I got up, I realized that I
was supposed to follow it.  The ground was squishy, and made me cringe in
fear, as I was deathly afraid of snakes being here.  After crossing a
particularly swampy bit of ground, I walked up a grassy knoll, and was met
by the sight of red clay, and also the brunette and the leader talking
amiably, while naked.  Wow!  He was well endowed indeed, and she had a nice
bush, which just begged to be eaten.  "Ah!  There you are," he said.  "Come
here, and I'll show you a secret." He took a handful of red clay with his
right hand, and smoothed it over his left forearm.  Almost immediately it
melded with his skin, becoming muscle.  It was fascinating to watch,
especially, with great care, he applied the clay to his fingers.  Finally,
he even rubbed some on his hardened cock, and it swelled bigger too.

   The brunette took some clay with her left hand, smelled it, and then
began applying it to her legs, which made them even sleeker and more like a
feline.  She grinned at me as she took more clay and rubbed it into her
breasts, which made them grow slightly.  I noticed her bush getting darker,
and then realized it was the oils from inside her that were like an
aphrodisiac to the leader and me.

   I took some and added it to my arms and legs and abdomen, and made my
body stronger.  I rubbed some clay into my hard cock, and watched with glee
as it grew longer and wider.  I felt something growing in me as well, in
that nether region, and guess it must be the sperm factory growing bigger.
Good!  I always had a fantasy of completely covering a woman with my sperm,
and then licking it off her.  The brunette was a likely candidate for this
fantasy.  I smiled.

   "Come on, lets have an orgy," he pleaded with the brunette.  She shook
her head, but still he begged, at least until the other member of their
group arrived, the luscious redhead.  My jaw dropped.  Her nude body was
covered in strange symbols, but then a thought intruded into my head.  I
made the clay into swirls, and instantly any girl or man I want is
attracted to me, if I so desire it.  I know I desired it!  Ha!  Her nipples
grew long and hard, and I noticed the lips of her labia poking out.  I just
about came in my hand.

   ***I'm sorry, but I don't remember the dream from then on.  I'm sure you
can fill in the tasty parts.