Woke Up Like This -1- Alarm (Patreon)

I woke up when the alarm went off, startled because I never set an alarm. I looked around the cheap hotel room, wondering how I got there. A chair sat in front of a bureau under a mirror. Everything looked a bit blurry and I squinted, searching for the source of the noise.

The thin sheet and threadbare blanket fell aside as I reached out to shut off the alarm. It took me a moment to find the little knob on the back of the odd wind-up clock.

Still not knowing the room or the clock, I told myself I must be dreaming, pulled my arm back under the covers and closed my eyes to try to go back to sleep, but something nagged at my mind.

Did I have somewhere to be? Did I need to be somewhere? I had the feeling someone was waiting for me. Who? Where?

I opened my eyes. The hotel room still had avocado green walls and an eggshell ceiling. Golden light came around the corners of a dusty roll-down shade. The mahogany bureau had brass drawer pulls, and the chair had a thinly cushioned green seat. The clock on the side table ticked loudly, I tried to read the time, but my angle must have been wrong. 

Everything still looked blurry, but something else bothered me. Things just did not feel right. No dimly lit hotel room had a right to such bright colors. No clock ever ticked with such energy. No morning light deserved such a feeling of promise. 

I noticed other things, too. My hair curling against my cheek and shoulder. My weight on the lumpy mattress. The feeling of a very full bladder. 

That last got me moving. I pushed aside the heavy blanket cover and turned to put my toes on the floor. They didn’t quite reach and I did a little sitting hop-and-slide off the bed. At the same time, I felt the shift of weight on my chest and looked down to see the swellings in my t-shirt. “I am dreaming,” I said out loud.

I put my hands to my chest but first things first. The feeling in my groin was like a morning hard-on but more inside and almost pleasant but still a little painful. I took a few steps, awkward from trying to hurry toward the narrow door that stood slightly open, still feeling the swellings through my t-shirt with my hands and wondering if I were going to wake up any moment. I staggered a bit, unused to walking with my hands to my—breasts?

The nipples were huge, almost filling my hands, and they were so—so needy? Like they wanted me to rub and stroke them. I did so, right through the t-shirt, moving in a dreamlike way. It felt so good, they felt so good, that I closed my eyes. “What a dream,” I thought. “Am I going to walk into a wall with my eyes closed?”

I stopped walking, squeezing the nipples and letting them go. But I couldn’t take my hands away, squeezing and letting them go again. I could hear someone moaning and realized it must be me. I opened my eyes and the room swayed around me. But I kept squeezing and moaning. I squirmed, my thighs pressing together on the ache in my groin. 

That didn’t really help. In fact, it seemed to make things worse by making what I felt even stronger. I stood there, squeezing and pulling my nipples, twisting and rubbing my thighs together, moaning with pleasure and feeling wetness in my shorts. I thought I had peed on myself but if I were dreaming would that mean I had wet the bed?

I couldn’t seem to let go of my nipples or open my eyes and I felt myself swaying. In a moment I would fall over so I sank to my knees. I was breathing fast, panting, things felt like they were building up to a scream. The wetness in my crotch spread to the back of my calves. 

I lay back, my knees bending under me, hands still stuck to my nipples, gasping, unable to get enough air to scream. It all felt so good but it also felt as if I were dying. A very sweet death it would be and a hell of a wet dream.

I couldn’t think of what was going on but I knew I needed something to happen. If I could only come…. 

I began to rock back and forth on my heels under me, squeezing and rubbing my thighs together, pulling and twisting my nipples, panting and gasping, eyes still closed…. My legs cramped from my position, the soft skin of my nipples felt chafed, I still felt the burning need to pee and I needed more hands, at least one more to reach down between my legs so I could make myself come.

I don’t know how long I lay there, thrashing and moaning. At last, a spasm went through me, again and again. Waves washed away any ability to think. I may have screamed but all I could hear was a roaring in my ears.

A tide of pleasure and pain as black as the emptiness of space swallowed me into a peace as deep as a grave.

After awhile, I dreamed. I dreamed I floated upwards, through layers where parts of bodies moved on belts and snaky arms put small pieces together into larger ones. Toes and fingers became hands and feet, then arms and legs were joined to torsos from somewhere else. Complete female forms, doll-like, stood at the end of the belts, waiting only for heads to arrive.

The bodies were all beautiful from slender, shapely calves to delicate shoulders, swelling hips, rounded buttocks, sweet little belly buttons, ample breasts…. I’d never had a dream quite like this one before… Had I?

It did seem familiar in some way. On another belt, blank, empty pnk shapes moved along, features like eyes, lips, ears and noses being added one at a time to create lovely female faces. Pointy chins, full lips, big eyes with long, lush lashes. The back of the heads were still open, showing emptiness inside.

My point of view shifted. I was lifted from my resting place and carried to an empty feminine skull then pushed inside. I could see out of the eyes, even blink. I watched as hair was added to other girl-heads and then white blond tresses fell around me, framing my view.

The moving belt carried me toward a waiting doll body and my head was joined to it. I felt a switch being thrown somewhere and I breathed again.

All put together now, I took a step forward then another and turned to join a line of beautiful women moving toward a large door where a bright light waited. Each step seemed to bring new feelings and I walked into my new fate with only happiness ahead.