CHAPTER 1
Lucas woke up. Slowly. Groggy. He felt so sleepy. Looking around, he didn't recognize where he was. It was a nice bedroom, and a large bed, but it was hard to see. It was dark, but not quite....Was this a dream?
No, it felt completely real. But it was hard to concentrate. Was he drugged? Did he take sleeping pills last night, again?...Did he take too many, again?
Looking at his hands, he could move them just fine. It felt... sluggish, but like it was because he was groggy. And they weren't too dark to see, like everything around.
The double doors to the room he was in opened. In walked a hopelessly beautiful woman.
She wore a business suit that fit her figure perfectly. It flaunted generous cleavage on an hourglass figure, and her skirt barely ended below the bottom of her butt. Her hair was long... and golden blonde. Her face was immaculate -- perfect makeup.
"Where am I..?", he asked. His voice slurred. She smiled.
"C'mon," she replied, and took his hand, gently guiding him. She was actually his height, which was rare. He was tall.
They left through a hallway with no other doors into a large... living room-like place, vaguely blue. A huge screen TV, covering most of one wall, and a huge bed, with a huge couch at the foot of it. Beautiful women, comparable to the one that led him here, sat and lay on the bed and couches, about six of them.
"...Oh... so I AM dreaming..." he said. They all laughed or giggled in some way. It made sense. This wouldn't make sense any other way. For starters, there weren't any other doors besides the one he just went through. But once he realized it was a dream, he immediately didn't care.
He turned to the secretary-looking woman, and immediately kissed her. She didn't fight it at all, and as he put his hands on her she returned the gesture. He selfishly scooped up her butt and she rested her hand on his hips, he groped her breast through her suit, and she hugged him close with both arms. Without breaking the kiss, he started to strip her, and it went surprisingly quickly. He looked down. His cock was hard....Was he always naked..? How embarrassing.
However, she didn't seem to mind, and guided him to the huge bed. She pulled him down onto her, and he was more than happy to crawl over her form. Palming her pussy, it was wet. VERY wet..! It's just a dream, so he didn't worry about foreplay, and lifted her legs and pushed his cock in. He was a little worried about the audience, but all the girls watched with rapture. He sped up and she looked like she was LOVING it. But not like how they fake it in porn. He could tell.
He came inside of her within a few minutes -- she was just too hot -- but his cock didn't go down. He was too excited. The surrounding women slowly got up and embraced him, each wanting a turn. And so he obliged.
He spent what felt like hours pleasing each one of them, and while he got tired, he never got TOO tired, of course, and the energy eventually came back. He tried all sorts of things. And before long, was straight up just doing whatever he wanted. He pressed on, until everyone got too excited, and started fucking each other as well, and eventually in the chaos he fell asleep, utterly exhausted.
The next day, he woke up again and his secretary opened the door again. He smirked and followed her. He still felt... sluggish, still hard to concentrate, but he never got hungry or uncomfortable. He spent that whole day fucking his women once again. Day..? It was hard to tell -- there weren't any windows, so it was a bit vague how much time was passing, but then, that was how dreams were, after all.
After hours and not exhausted like the day before, he began to recognize each of the women. That was impressive, usually dreams were vague, but somehow when he looked at women they were clear as crystal, and brighter than the surroundings, whatever color they were. He guessed he was just really horny, so he can imagine them well. He wanted to talk to them all, or at least ask them their names, but for some reason the vibe never approached that. They wanted him too bad.
The second day devolved into an orgy sooner, but he certainly didn't mind. And, covered in juices, he fell asleep on his own terms, with his hands triumphantly behind his head.
...It felt like days and weeks went by. Obviously it wasn't ACTUALLY, but dreams have a way of fast-forwarding time and making it feel like it took that long. But he really didn't mind anymore.
After a few days or months there, he actually felt like he was getting used to everything. His libido never calmed down -- his cock was always rock solid, even when he was just walking around -- and he didn't want it to. He could just embrace his instincts and felt himself thinking less and less. He didn't even worry about the sluggishness or the difficulty concentrating anymore, because he never needed to concentrate.
But, one night (or at least many hours into the day), as he was falling asleep with the same ladies he wondered and wished that things could change, maybe a little.
CHAPTER 2
Lucas woke up another day. However many years or days it had been. His secretary came in again. And she had a huge, rigid cock between her legs, almost a foot long....Wait, something was different about her..?
As she guided him by hand to the next room, like she often did, he looked her up and down. Was she wearing taller heels? --No, she was always taller than him, that wasn't it... She smiled at him like everything was as fine as ever.
As they entered the other room, there were completely new and different girls waiting for him..!
They were still beautiful, but had much more variation -- different shapes and sizes, some a bit plump, some a bit short, some very tall, some pretty muscular, and they all had different sized cocks as well.
That was it. They had cocks, and he didn't like cocks. He was straight. He liked women. --Well... they WERE women, clearly, but, uhh...
His secretary led him to the bed, and stuck her butt out. It was so cute..! Her butthole was pretty, he hadn't noticed before. She wiggled at him, and it looked so juicy and moist. His cock was absolutely rigid. He started to push it in, and she reacted like it was the best thing ever..!
She was EXCITED. She was always pleased, and looked euphoric, but now, this reaction excited him in turn, he felt impressionable somehow. He loved the way her butt rippled as he thrust. Still without a reason to last very long, before long he came, pumping cum into her butt. Just as he did, she did as well, as evidenced by that large cock of hers shooting off at the same time. Whoa. That was weird.
It pulsated and pumped like his did, and each time it did it squeezed his cock satisfyingly....But he didn't go soft. This was exciting. She didn't go soft either. It was impressive...
Like usual, once he was done with his secretary, the rest of the ladies moved in, and let him take turns with each of them. They each had a different-looking butt, different-looking butthole, and each had a different grip, different... feel.
He fucked them in different positions, different ways... their cocks, always hard, would bounce up and down. That was weird, wasn't it?
They all fucked for hours, and once again it devolved into an orgy. And they all started to fuck each other. Whoa, that was hot-looking. He joined in at the end, of course. It was a lot of fun.
By the end, he was exhausted. So was everyone else. They cuddled up to him, like they occasionally did before -- oh, but those were different women, maybe -- and it was nice, with them in one cuddly pile....Their finally limp cocks occasionally touched him, like in the thigh or arm. But it was no big deal. They don't mean it, and they look so cute sleeping.
