Chapter 22 - Dream Pixie

Tyler let out a gentle sound of relaxation as he languidly stretched his body out, feeling the slats of the sunbed beneath him as, with great effort, his thoughts coalesced from the grey mists of sleep into something more or less awake, though something in his mind felt eerily out of place as he came to.


Blinking against the sudden influx of light he let out a soft groan and raised a hand to cover his fair blue eyes, shielding himself from the bright rays of the hot sun beating down from the clear sky overhead to pour over his exposed body, only a pair of boxers providing cover to his youthful boyish figure, the air in his lungs hot and dry.


“What the hell…” He grunted and, with a concerted effort, leaned up on his elbows to peer out from behind the protection of his hand, his lips pursing as he drank in the sight that welcomed him.


As opposed to the pretty standard one bedroom flat he was pretty certain he’d fallen asleep in, instead there was a pool of clear water before him, its sandy shores ringed with exotic palm trees which were in turn surrounded by an endless, seemingly eternal desert, its dunes rolling away from him in every direction, as if the entire universe now consisted solely of his sunbed and the Oasis it occupied.


“This is a dream…” He said aloud, though to no one but himself, glancing down at his own slender form, his skin a warmer more sun-kissed hue than he recalled, the wisps of body hair on his chest still in the windless terrain.


“Oooh darn, you figured that out quicker than most people, didn’t you?” Came a playful and feminine voice, the words appearing in his head rather than being delivered via his ears, a strange experience in itself, “Most people tend to live the dream for a little while before they realise.”


Tyler let out a yelp of surprise and jumped to his feet, feeling as the soft sand flowed between his toes as he spun this way and that, the voice a foreign and unknown intrusion into what his mind was telling him was supposed to be a safe space.


“Who’s there?!” He shouted out, his voice a little thready as it bounced back from the dunes around him.


The feminine voice filtered back into his mind, this time following a light little giggle, “Ooh aren’t you flighty? Good instincts maybe, but if you could keep being inquisitive for a few more minutes, that’d be great, we’re almost there.”


Tyler swallowed, an unusual uneasiness settling on him as he felt rather than saw a presence drifting around him, something ethereal and unreal that made him want to pinch himself and wake up, though his curiosity made him refrain, “Almost where? What are you talking about? What’s going on?”


“So many questions…” Came a soft sigh in his mind, but the words that followed came very much from behind, “But questions are boring, don’t you think? Let me give you something distracting to look at.”


At the voice Tyler spun on his heel, taking a couple cautious steps back until the the sand beneath his feet gave way to the first few refreshingly cool inches of the Oasis’s crystal depths, the ripple of his passage spreading out across the still pool as he stared, his expression of surprise softening into one of awe.


The intruder stood quite a bit taller than him, her pale fit body wrapped in a golden sarong that displayed the cleavage of her impressively full bust, a cut in the sarong showing off one of her athletically perfect long legs. 


With a sly smile forming on her alluringly plush lips she tossed her head in an easy little flick, her raven black hair falling to settle down her back as she stood in a practised but casual pose, knowing the effect she was having as the perfect carbon copy of one of his all-time favourite porn starlets.


“I think you’re cute, Tyler…” She spoke softly, taking a half step forward, slow and relaxed, as if not to spook a wary animal, “Your beautiful blue eyes, that jet black hair, your sweet little mouth and tight butt… I think we could have a lot of fun together, you and me. And, after all, I’m just a girl in a lucid dream, you could do anything you wanted with me, right?” She finished sweetly, giving him a sultry look.


Tyler shivered and felt his heart picking up its pace as he watched her approach, each carefully planted step sending a ripple-like bounce through her carefully displayed bust, keeping his attention as she drew closer.


“N-no, something’s not right, something’s not…” He tried to protest, but his words faltered, his mouth hanging open.


She held his gaze with hers as she approached, her look so loving and eager as she leaned in close catching him off guard, her breath hot and sweet on his lips for just an instant before they met in a kiss, the experience luxuriously soft, his body living for the sensation of her soft lips pressing to his, the experience heavenly though torturously brief.


“Mmmf,” she moaned as she drew back, biting her lip in a sexy little display as her cheeks coloured, “All there now, I was worried for a second there…”


Tyler breathed through parted lips, his cock hard in his boxers now, his concerns forgotten as he stared up at her, bewildered, “Worried… Worried about what?”


Her smile grew an edge of gleeful victory as her fingers swept through his short dark hair, “Well it takes a while to fully hijack someone's dreams you know, if you’d thought to try and wake up… Well, you would’ve probably escaped.”


“Escaped? From what?” He said softly and she giggled, bright and happy.


“From me, silly. You see I’m called to boys like you… Boys who live a lie, boys who want for more but are too afraid to reach out and grab it…”


“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about… I-..”


“Shh now,” She cooed and, to his shock, he obeyed, his lips closing tight.


She inhaled deeply and let a hand find and squeeze his bulge, her plush lower lip worked over in her teeth as she eyed him hungrily, “You know what I mean, I mean all the porn you watch Tyler… You know, the shemale on male, shemale on shemale, even some naughty twink stuff when you’re feeling adventurous. Oh, don’t look so surprised. I’m in your mind sweetie, I know who you are, who you want to be and I know you know what I have to give...”


With her lips mere inches from his and with her dark gaze commanding his azure attention, she urged her hips forward to his, the tent of his cock pressing between her sarong covered thighs to rub up against her own telltale bulge, “Call me Melaina…”


“Melaina…” He breathed, seemingly able to speak again, his breath quickened, his body frozen in place, “What are you?...”


“What am I?” She asked demurely and Tyler’s vision blurred, Melaina vanishing as the Oasis melted to instead become a mood-lit and cool penthouse apartment, all fine elegant furniture and tall windows with views out onto a sleeping midnight city.


He turned once again, placing the back of his legs to the arm of a sofa and found her standing there eying him with desire, her beautiful body bare now as she half sat on a table, her soft cock thick as it hung down between slender milky thighs, her breasts full and rounded on her chest, tipped by petite pink nipples.


“I’m your new girlfriend, Tyler. Every night you’re going to come to me and I’m going to twist your fantasies into realities, I’m going to teach you to suck, to fuck, to ride and how to be the prettiest little bitch you can be. You’re going to become one of those pretty little twinks you think are so cute and then… Mm, then you’re going to become a busty goddess like me.” She smiled sweetly then hesitated, pursing her pillowy lips, “Well, I guess not exactly like me. You’ll be a bottom.”


Tyler swallowed and felt butterflies fluttering around in his stomach, it all felt so real, so genuine, and even though his mind strained to have him believe that everything happening was just a really intense lucid dream, part of him knew that Melaina was inescapably real.


“And… What if I don’t want to?” He said after a length, drawing a cute pout from Melaina as she gazed at nothing for a moment, her expression distant as if she was reading a file he couldn’t see.


“Mm… You do.” She said with a broadening confident smile, “Now, be a doll and turn around won’t you?”


Tyler felt his cheeks blush at her words and, without consciously thinking, turned away from her, his knees pressed to the arm of the sofa stretching before him, the positioning ominous even to his addled mind.


“I-”


“Didn’t mean to do that?” Came her approaching voice, “I can make you do anything, you’re mine in here now, I can even change you over time, understand? No? Let me show you…”


He gasped as he felt her hands on him, arms wrapping around his waist from behind, fingertips splayed out across his flat stomach, each touch sending a shiver up his spine as it brought a pleasure he’d never received just from another humans caress.


“I think just a little change to begin with, we don’t want to push things too far do we?” She all but purred, teeth nibbling on his ear lobe as she pressed her soft breasts up against his back, her hands travelling up his slender torso to his flat chest, leaving a tingling sensation wherever they travelled.


She gave his flat chest a possessive squeeze and the sensation from it overwhelmed his mind, a soft and far too feminine moan escaping his lips as she relaxed her hold.


“There…” She breathed, “Look…”


He did, breathing low and hard as he noticed her silky palms gliding over his now smooth skin, every hint of body hair seemingly vanished from his boyish figure, “Y-you got rid of my chest hair…”


She giggled a little while reaching a hand down, her thumb urging under the waistband of his boxers to slowly work them down over his hips and erection, letting them fall into the hardwood at his feet, “Not just your chest hair sweetness…”


His eyes followed the revealed inches of his body and he couldn’t help but shiver as he saw his own smooth equipment, the small aesthetic change having a big effect on how he would be perceived, far more feminine now than an instant ago. 


He let out an involuntary gasp as he felt her thick soft cock pressing against one of his now bare smooth ass cheeks, her length more real in that moment than anything else in his life.


“You’re so hot Tyler… So fucking hot… Bend over for me and show me that ass.” She urged while settling one hand on his upper back, only having to apply the softest of pressure to bend him forward, his cheeks flushing crimson with the ease at which she was controlling his body.


“No no, legs straight, back arched downwards, really shove out that ass like the slut you want me to make you.”


A soft strained little whimper formed in his throat as he obeyed her warmly delivered command, stretching out his legs to raise his ass higher, his back bowing in an arch to give his tight butt more definition.


She purred her approval and he felt her hands on his ass, each hand palming one of his cheeks, squeezing and massaging it, her full lips leaving little angel kisses down his back as she knelt, leaving the last few on his tanned cheeks.


“You’re going to look so cute with tan lines…” Melaina said distantly to herself in a quiet sultry tone before parting his springy young cheeks to get a look at her prize.


It felt bizarre to Tyler, to be so lewdly bent over and spread, an unwilling participant in his own body even as he craved her next touch and command.


He hadn’t been sure what to expect from Melaina, which new touch or sensation would roll over his submitted form, but the subtle shape and warmth of her face pressing between his cheeks so her pursed lips could press against his star would’ve been close to the bottom of his list.


He whimpered cutely at the surprise and intense sensation, his face crimson as the heat of her exhaled breath tickled and caressed his star, her tongue lapping out to tease the sensitive spot, tracing around it in slow circles and across it in long laps.


Tyler chewed on his lip as she rimmed his silky smooth ass, her tongue swift, nimble and completely shameless, her actions accompanied by her loud, eager moans and his surprised little noises of pleasure.


“Mm~” Came her voice, Melaina withdrawing slowly so she could look on with lust filled eyes at his delicious little gift, “Now that was a treat, but I think you’re about ready…”


As she stood up once again behind him the question of what he was ready for was never really in doubt, one of her confident hands remained on his ass, a constant reminder of her presence as, with her other hand, she hefted her cock, letting the girthy member, hard, steely and already slick, slide up between his cheeks.


She felt him tense beneath her as he felt her erect length settle across his butt for the first time, her lips turning up at the corners with a smirk, “Shhh it’s okay, just relax, just let me do my thing...” 


He swallowed, his hands pressed against the sofa as he felt her gyrate her hips in a tight little circle, grinding her cock in the groove of his cheeks, admiring how large her length looked between his cheeks.


“Keep that ass pushed up for me baby.” She purred low, chewing enticingly on her lower lip as her hand gripped the base of her cock tight, the tip aligning to his frenched little hole, her size making him seem all the more tiny and vulnerable.


“W-will it hurt?” He said, his voice uncertain as he held his position and, as a way of response, Melaina pushed forward.


His back arched further as the breath was driven from his body, the spongy tip of her thick cock painlessly parting his slick little hole with an ease his real body, virgin tight as it was, would never have been able to accommodate.


He heard her moan and grunt as she fed her cock into him, both her hands now planted firmly on his lower back, pushing him down even as she indulged herself in the tight heat of his new pussy.


“Oooh fuck that feels so good, god you’re going to make such a sweet fuck-sleeve…” She moaned, her eyes on his back as she stared down at him, using her hips to sink inch after inch of her cock into him, watching as his star opened up to her demands, the veined length vanishing inside him with an almost fluidic grace, as if it belonged there.


Tyler grunted and whimpered, his body on fire as the new sensation of being so utterly dominated and filled spread throughout his mind. She was huge after all, her hung length so large inside him that he could physically feel her heartbeat so deep in his ass, her cock twitching in tune with it.


She hissed out another hot breath and urged the final few inches into him, letting him revel in the bliss she was flooding his mind with as she contoured her body to his, letting her heavy breasts rest on his back as she moaned and whispered sweet nothings in his ear.


“It feels amazing doesn’t it, you love my cock so much, say it, come on…” She urged, grinding her hips into his ass, her lips teasing at his earlobe, catching it briefly between her teeth.


“Uhh, it’s so big!” Tyler groaned, arms stretching out before him on the sofa like a cat’s as she pressed herself to him, the silky smooth sensation of her fit body writhing sensuously against his presenting him with a sense of intimacy he’d never experienced, “It feels so good…” 


She let out a pleased little sound and, with both her hands pressing down on his lower back, she stood once more, her gaze travelling down his slender boyish figure, imagination rife with what she could turn him into, with time.


“Good boy…” She praised, rewarding him by pulling her cock back slowly before sawing it back in, their voices mingling in pleasure as he stood bent over the sofa, his dream-girl, literally, obsessed with taking him.


The constant influx of new sensations washed away his thoughts and concerns, Tyler opting instead to live in the moment as pleasure he’d fantasised about but never experienced was so lucidly pushed upon his mind.


With lips parted in a hot pant Melaina began to pick up her pace, her eyes half-lidded as pleasure long-awaited flowed through her, her thick cock vanishing between his smooth cheeks time and time again, the feeling of his tight hole hugging and squeezing her length bringing a blush to her paler cheeks.


As her tempo picked up they fell into a rhythm, the beat set by the lewd and telling sounds of flesh on flesh, her hips bouncing into his cheeks with each thrust, his whole body reverberating with the force.


The sound of their coupling mingled in the suite with their growing moans, Melaina’s hands gripping his waist as she pushed down, loving the warmth of his supple body beneath hers, willing and oh so deliciously tight.


“Fuck Tyler, you’re such a good little slut...” She whimpered, eyes fluttering closed as she butt fucked her new toy, her feet shuffling on the hardwood of the floor, lowering her stance somewhat to allow her to plow the boy at a better angle, each rolling thrust pounding her engorged cockhead perfectly against his prostate.


“Ah! Ah! Ah!” He cried out, eyes wide but vacant as an unyielding feminine pleasure continued to ravage his body, unable to assemble his thoughts beyond the mounting pressure she was creating, her touch sending shivers down his spine even as her cock changed his world one deep push at a time.


She bit her lip again, watching with a lustful amusement as he gave in more and more to the power of her cock, allowing her to take him like an animal, her speed varying as the minutes melted together, sometimes assaulting him with long languid strokes letting him feel each and every bump and ridge of her cock and sometimes pounding his ass as hard as she could with just the last few inches of her massive cock, bringing them the most euphoria without her shaft having to leave the addictive embrace of his ass.


“Beg me to cum in your pussy~” She moaned, her voice sultry and full of promise even as she drove her length up inside him, holding it deep for a few seconds as he gasped and arched his back before she continued, “Come on slut, you know you want to feel it, my hot girl-cum pouring into you, it’s all you’ve ever wanted, beg for it!”


Tyler’s hands clawed at the sofa beneath him, his back arched low as she took what was hers to enjoy, his addled mind a mess of blissful sexual energy and the desire for more.


“Please!” He panted hard, his voice light and airy, mixing almost indistinguishably in with his moans, “Please cum in me!”


She pursed her lips, a little disappointed that he hadn’t used the word ‘pussy’, but on that at least she knew time would see him trained.


“Say it again!” She commanded, red lines appearing on the warm skin of his back and waist as she struggled to contain her lust, involuntary fingernails digging into him as she drew closer.


“Please!!” He begged, desperation and need heavy in his voice, “Please cum!” 


Panting hard, her tongue almost lolling, Melaina grunted, forcing the entire length of her thick shining cock into him again and again, the speed blistering as the cacophony of their sexual pleasure peaked.


To Melaina's unmitigated delight Tyler's cock, hitherto ignored, trapped between his stomach and the couches firm but plush arm, let out its first shot of hot sticky cum an instant before hers.


Tyler's mouth hung open with only the gentlest of moans escaping his panting lungs as his eyes, half-lidded and glazed over, stared out at nothing but empty space, his mind alight with impossible pleasure and a new purpose.


Melaina watched him with lip caught in her teeth, her cheeks as flushed as his as her cock twitched and throbbed inside of him, each pulse matched by a tightening of her heavy smooth nutsack as thick rope after thick rope filled what little empty space was left in his stretched and cock filled boy-pussy.


“Mine,” she moaned breathlessly, feeling as his ass tightened around her cock in rhythm with his own spurting shaft, his own load diminutive when compared to what she was firing against his prostate in a hot lake.


As his climax began to subside he felt her body once again rest itself down against his now limp body, their bare skin flushed and slick with sweat.


She kissed at his cheek as her own spent nuts trickled out the last of its viscous load, her affection so genuine and passionate, her voice coming out in a powerful but quiet whisper, full of boundless love and unwavering possession.


“Miiiine…”


Tyler let out a gentle whimper of relaxation as he languidly stretched his body out, feeling the soft mattress of his bed shift beneath him as, with great effort, his thoughts coalesced from the grey mists of sleep into something more or less awake, though something in his mind felt oddly in place as he came to.


The memory of the dream began to trickle into his consciousness with an almost malicious slowness, playing out in his waking mind like a crystal clear movie. He lay there for some time, blinking distantly into the early light of his room as events unfolded in his thoughts.


A feeling of absolute dread settled on his heart as he felt an odd sense of voyeurism watching what had happened like a replay, his mind flip-flopping in mounting horror over whether somehow, impossibly, it had been real.


As it came to an end, with slow but shaky hands he reached under the covers, breathing shallow, his anxious palms coming to rest on his chest, fingers feeling over it in an uncertain search.


His chest was perfectly smooth, as if he’d never grown a single hair on his body in his life. In that instant he was overcome with a deep relief that washed over him in a surge of joy, his chest rising and falling hard though he hadn't even realised he'd been holding his breath.


He knew then for certain that it was all blissfully real, that Melaina was in some impossible way real. With that certainty though another thought rose from seemingly nowhere in his mind, a single, whispered word.


“Mine...”



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