As they slept that night, all those who had been changed found themselves having some unusual dreams. These are just a few of them.
Sarah MacMillan found herself in some sort of movie studio. The studio was made out to look like a college dorm room with two beds. She was wearing a bathrobe and sitting to the side in a chair as various crew wandered around. There was another woman sat next to her, but she couldn’t make out her face. A young man walked over to the both of them.
“Ms Madison, Ms Knight, we’re ready for you now” he said to the both of them. The woman next to her stood up and removed her robe, revealing a skimpy set of lingerie.
“C’mon #*@#, let’s get to work” she said with a smile. Sarah knew she had called her by a name, but it had been so muffled she couldn’t make it out. She stood up and dropped her robe, and found she was wearing a pair of booty shorts and a white vest top. She also felt incredibly confident and a little excited as she strode over to one of the desks on the set with a sense of purpose.
Lucy MacMillan found herself creeping down her own staircase in the dark. She was wearing a pair of her husbands boxers and his dressing gown was hanging open. She froze as a stair creaked underneath her and she listened. Happy there was no movement upstairs she continued down into the hall and soon made her way to Mollies bedroom door. She glanced around before slowly and carefully opening up.
“You awake in here?” She heard herself whisper. She saw the figure of their maid laying on the bed in a pink see-through slip.
“Oui” she replied rolling over to show that there was nothing on underneath. Her young form instantly made Lucy’s penis rock hard with excitement.
“Good” she purred “we need to be quiet tonight, think you can do that?” she added as she sauntered over to the bed. Mollie reached out hesitantly and reached into her boxers. She pulled down the waistband and began to massage Lucy’s throbbing member.
“Oui” she said sadly.
Biff found himself strutting down the corridors of the school in his cheerleading outfit. He felt a sense of pride and arrogance. Something different to the popularity he felt as the star player of the football team. It was like he though, no he KNEW, he was better than everyone around him, and he loved it.
Laura Gibson stood back and admired the work she had done on the new deck in the garden. She felt a sense of joy and satisfaction at a job well done. She loved building things and working with her hands and felt proud of the fact. She thought back to when she left school to take up an apprenticeship in the building trade and how much she had learned and enjoyed it.
Yukio Meshida dreamt of the time she first arrived in America. The whole world felt like her oyster, and she could reinvent herself over here. No longer would she be unsuccessful in anything, a career or with women. She walked into a bar and ordered a drink. She looked over and saw a blonde woman sitting alone. She took a breath and sauntered over.
“Hey there, I’m @#*#, can I buy you a drink?” She asked, not noticing that she didn’t hear her own name. The woman started at her for a second, then walked away. Yuki shrugged and returned to her own drink.
“She’ll be back” she smirked, oozing with self-confidence.
Lydia Warren was running around in her garden. She could smell something strange and was trying to locate the source.
“What is that?” She growled to herself, “if it’s that cat that keeps crapping on my grass I’ll be so angry” she added as she whipped around, her nose high in the air. She spotted Buster sitting in the doorway watching her, almost as if he was waiting for something. Suddenly she fought a stronger whiff of the strange sent and she bolted down to the tree line at the bottom of the garden. However in her haste she failed to notice two things, the first being she was running on all fours, and secondly, she was completely naked.
Finally Jon found himself in the kitchen. He was by the stove as a couple of pots bubbled away. He dipped his finger into one and tasted it. He wiped his damp finger on his skirt then reached for a couple of spices. He gently sprinkled them into the food.
“That should do it” he said to himself. He heard a beeping from the other side of the room. He quickly walked over to the dryer and removed the clean clothes and piled them into the nearby basket before returning to the food. He checked the timer on the oven and smiled.
“Anything I can help with babe?” He heard his husbands voice from behind.
“If you could get the table ready please hun” Jon replied without looking away from the food. He removed the pots from the heat and placed them on the counter. He walked over to the kitchen door and took a deep breath.
“Kids! Dinners ready!” He shouted. There was another loud beeping sound and he looked around to find the source. He could see his husband laying the table, but couldn’t quite make out his face. The beeping continued and the world grew fuzzy as he started to wake up.
