Just a Dream?

By Guest Author – Nemo

 
Rob threw more cold water in his face and scrubbed vigourously, try to wake himself up properly and get rid of the remains of last night's dream.

As the water drained off his face he studied his reflection. He looked completely normal, same military haircut, same close trimmed beard. His gaze moved further down, taking in the reflection of his gym trained body with it's generous covering of fur. Nothing looked out of place and yet....

And yet he still couldn't shake last night's dream, where instead of a successful, butch stud he'd been a skinny 18 year old, still living at home with his folks. And not just any twink, but Rob's next door neighbour, Stu.

In the dream, as Stu he'd crept into Rob's house and slipped something into Rob's protein shake. Something that when Rob had drunk it, Had turned Rob into a hollow shell. Rob broke into a cold sweat as the dream came back to him in more detail. The image he couldn't get out of his mind, was of Stu climbing into Rob's hollowed out body.

For some reason the dream been particularly clear at this point. Rob could even remember the sensations his dream alter-ego Stu had felt as he slipped first one leg and then the other down inside Rob's empty legs. Each leg wiggling slowly inside Rob's body to ensure a perfect and literally skin tight fit.

Rob blushed, and watched his face turn red as he remembered the sexual charge 'Stu' had gotten in Rob's dream as he'd stuck his dick into Rob's empty sheath. Almost involuntarily, Rob's hand strayed to his dick, just checking all was as it should be.

The contact of his hand on his dick, brought Rob back to reality. He had to focus, sure it had been a freaky dream, but if had only been a dream. He was his normal self this morning and he just had to forget about last night.

As he began to turn away from the mirror, the final memory of the suit sealing itself around 'Stu's' body lingered in his mind for a few last seconds. He caught himself checking the back of his neck for a seal, before he laughed at himself. Of course there was nothing there. He ran his hand over the back of his neck and stopped as his fingers found an almost imperceptible ridge. He stopped breathing for a second, surely that had always been there, hadn't it. His fingers rubbed at the ridge and he began to convince himself he could feel an edge...

"Rob! What the fuck are you doing in there? I thought you were just freshening up? If you want a fuck before I have to go to work, get your ass out here now!" The sound of Rob's boyfriend Dave yelling through the door, finally brought Rob down to earth with a bump. He smiled as he picture the exasperated look that Dave would have on his face. "Sorry baby. I'll be right out." Yelled Rob as he dried his face on a towel. He had one last glance in the mirror, and smiled. The dream had been odd, but it had only been a dream and it was time to enjoy the day. He opened the door and dived onto the bed next to Dave.

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Deep inside Rob, Stu cursed to himself, silently. Not that he had any choice of course, since the suit wasn't working the way it should. He should have been the one in control of the body, with full access to Rob's memories to allow him to pass as Rob, but he was meant to be in charge. Instead he as was stuck as an observer in Rob's body, so close to fulfilling his fantasies and yet, still so far. Still he thought, he was finally getting through to Rob's mind in his dreams and he was sure with more practice he could get Rob to release him from the suit. There was always tonight to send Rob another sweet dream. And in the meantime, well as Rob and Dave got hot and heavy, Stu at least got to share the sensations in Rob's body. Stu could wait one more day to make his dream come true.