Reality
I had to write this. This is the realization that, no matter what we hope, we know it just can't happen...
Her breath. Her warm, musky breath. I could still feel it on my face, and I could taste her saliva as her tongue slid around in my mouth. The light tickle of her fur brushing over my front side, and most of all... her hot, soft insides. I could feel it, taste it, hear it all... but it wasn't there anymore. It would never be there.
I awoke in a sweat, the covers and sheets of my bed strewn all over the place, leaving me with a blank spot where I lay. The room was dark, and silent except for the sound of a train horn in the night. I was breathing heavily, and my mind was trying to come to terms with what just happened. I had another dream... Another one of those dreams. They seemed to be haunting me more and more often lately, and they were taking their toll on my sanity and my stamina.
I fumbled my hand over to my crowded nightstand to try and find my phone. When I found it, I clicked a button, and its dim backlight temporarily blinded me. It was three in the morning. I sighed, placing it back upside down. I wiped my eyes and sat in bed for a moment. These dreams had to end, but there was nothing I could have done to fix it. Everything I believed and hoped for was nothing but a dream, and I knew nothing could have changed that. My life was what it was: reality.
I was still tired, but I couldn't force myself to fall asleep and victim to the taunting depths of my unconscious mind. For my whole life, I lived in my own mind. It was my haven, my safe place where I could always be myself and my opinion always had weight. But what happens when your mind becomes your prison? When everything you hope for only hurts you.
I was tired of thinking. All it did was back-fire on me. I got up and went to the bathroom, washing my face and taking a shower. I normally only showered at night, but I was in a complete sweat. It was hot and humid outside, even at three in the morning in April, so I took a cold shower to calm me. It worked, and when I got out, I sat naked on my bed, staring at my dresser. I had three hours until my mom would wake me and I would get ready for school, but I just wasn't sure I could go through school that day. I had been suffering from lack of sleep for a good two weeks, and my schoolwork was probably suffering a little bit because of it. Not much, but enough.
I looked down at my own naked body, and visualized her body against mine, her fur brushing against me, her maw... I shook my head, and sighed once more. Reveling in it wasn't going to help me. Going back to sleep was the only viable option I had, so I dressed for school, save my shoes, and lay my head back down, closing my eyes and wishing for dreamless sleep, hoping my mom would wake me before anything happened.
Slowly, darkness clouded my mind, and I slipped from consciousness...
I awoke again, and not from the voice of my mom. I wasn't dreaming, I know. I opened my eyes and it was still dark. I didn't feel tired at all. I checked my phone again. It was the exact same time as it was when I awoke last time. Was my phone broken? I got up and went to my desk, checking my watch. Same time... Something wasn't right here. I slipped on some pants and went out into the hallway, listening to my small, quiet house. I heard nothing. I poked my head into my parents' room. My eyes were adjusting to the darkness, and I saw no figures lying in their bed. Something was really wrong.
I went closer to check, and I was right. No one was there. I turned the light on, and it still revealed nothing. I was starting to worry, so I ran quickly through the house, checking the kitchen, the living room, the garage... they were nowhere to be found. I was seriously worried now. I went outside, and all of the cars and trucks were accounted for, including mine. They had just... disappeared. I called out into the night, hoping they were out tending to the horses for whatever reason. No calls back.
I had to be dreaming, but I knew I wasn't. I slapped my arm, and it stung. I kicked the door, and it hurt my toe. Nothing was making any sense... I went back to my room, considering where or not to dial 911. I decided it was for the best, and went to reach for my phone, but it was gone. I searched all over my room, and it was nowhere to be found. I ran to the kitchen to try the house phone, but it was gone too. I would have tried the internet, but I figured it wouldn't work, so I didn't bother. I was cut off from everything.
I turned all the lights in the house off and went to my room, laying in bed in silence. This couldn't be real. It just couldn't... I felt a hand on my shoulder. I jumped, my eyes instantly opening. It wasn't my parents, or any human. It was her... her eyes looks right into mine. From first sight, there was no question. It was her. She knew me as well as I her. My mouth went to move, but it didn't. I was speechless, and knew not what to say to her. She put her paws to my face, and gently closed my eyes. She pulled me from bed and led me with my eyes closed threw my house. We got to the front door and she opened it, having me step outside. It was weird, because the terrain seemed... different from what I remember of it.
We stopped. She opened my eyes, and my heart stopped; I was on the top of a small hill, overlooking a seemingly endless emerald plain, and cool wind blew on my face. There were massive mountains that stretched for what seemed to be miles into the air, and a forest was visible far to my left. The sky was cloudy, and though it wasn't raining, the smell resonated through the air and in my nostrils. The smell seemed to be more... clear. I looked down and noticed my body had changed completely. Instead of skin, I had fur. Instead of hands, I had paws. Then, I felt her arms wrap around my body from the back, and her nose nuzzle the back of my neck. I closed my eyes and reveled in her touch, putting my paws on hers, which were rubbing his chest.
Slowly, together we sat together, and I turned back to look at her. Her beauty trumped even my dreams. Her eyes were so deep... so real. I could feel her emotions behind the deep red, and they matched mine. Our lips met, and my eyes closed once again. I didn't need to glance upon her body, for my paws could get a much better picture than my eyes could. Her taste, her smell, her feeling was everything I had envisioned. It was overwhelming.
My paws met her chest, and I caressed her breasts, as small as they were. I felt her throat rumble as she murred into my maw, her pleasure transferring into my own body. Everywhere my paws searched, and found nothing they didn't enjoy. My favorite, though, was her face... Stroking her cheeks as we made love in the field, time seeming to not exist. We could have gone on like that forever, but we both knew it could not wait for much longer.
As our maws parted from one another, I longed to resume, but there was much more to be done. She reached her paw down, and I was already hard for her. I let out a soft gasp as her paw wrapped around my brand new length, giving it a firm squeeze. Instantly, pre oozed from my tip, and I blushed hard. This body was brand new... Slowly, she rubbed, up and down, and I leaned back on my paws, breathing hard into the cool air. I opened my eyes, watching as she worked, her free paw rubbing the insides of my thighs. It was strange, for the pleasure, even from her stroking me, was immense... And, I felt that at any time, I could have released had I wanted to.
She stopped, and I knew what was coming next. She positioned herself on her back, spreading her legs and giving herself to me. But first, a taste. I went on all fours, which was a strange feeling. My muzzle closed in on her , my tongue meeting soft fur, and eventually hot flesh. A small nub, and a slit was all it was. But I knew there was more, and I wanted to taste it. Gently, my tongue pushed forward, and her lips parted without question, opening themselves to my will. I knew this was too good to be real... It was nothing of what it could have possibly tasted like... It was sweet, like candy, and the smell hung in the air, thick in my nose. Her calls of ecstasy greeted me as my tongue showed its way into her depths. Her juices met me excitedly, and I couldn't have possibly turned them down. I almost felt dizzy headed, and my thirst was quickly quenching, which I also knew couldn't have possibly happened in my own reality from a few minutes of this.
At last, it was time. I withdrew my tongue and licked my maw, murring loudly. I looked over her panting body, watching as her belly rose and fell quickly. And her eyes looked deep into mine, and I felt a sense of wanting from them. I wouldn't deny her, and I slowly crawled over her body. Our bodies met, chest to chest, belly to belly, maw to maw. My length hung in waiting below me, as did her entrance. I waited no longer, and eased my hips forward, my tip finding its way instantly. Her maw opened and her eyes closed, so I took advantage and slipped my tongue inside, in which she closed and met mine with her own. My paws interlocked with her own, and all the waiting was finally over, as I eased myself inside of her.
Her insides gave no resistance, yet she wasn't necessarily loose. It was hot and wet, and my length oozed pre already in response. Her textures were so soft, I wouldn't have been able to hold any longer in normal situations. But I had complete control over my body, and I assumed she did too. As the last of my shaft hid itself from the world inside her depths, we both sighed into each other's maw. This connection was more than physically pleasing, but the mental connection that she and I shared at that time was as euphoric as I possibly could have fathomed. Neither of us had said a word, but yet we knew each and every thought the other had. And finally, someone knew what I had been going through for so long, and not only did she understand, but she was both the cause, and the cure. But that was a thing of the past.
Slowly, I slid my length slowly in and out of her. I felt every texture and bump and wrinkle inside of her, and each time I entered, it felt just as good as the first time. Speed slowly built, and I dug my feet into the grass, gripping her paws, as she did mine. We both moaned, and they mixed in our maws, a sweet symphony of pleasure that couldn't have been topped in our wildest imaginations, for this was our wildest imagination. For so long, the two of us hoped for this moment, and finally all that tension was being resolved.
Her walls clenched and gripped my length, milking it of its pre, which oozed out with every small thrust, making it effortless to thrust inside her. I could feel her feet, wrapping around my rump and pulling me forward each time I thrust forward. The speed slowly continued to increase, and she was pushing back against me, assisting in the action. But, I felt no painful burn in my thighs from the thrusting... Pain seemed to not exist in whatever world we were in, only pleasure. I felt no drain on my stamina, and I realized that we could have gone on for literally forever, should we have willed it. But, this was our first time, and there had to be an ending. But it wasn't an ending, per say, for this was just the beginning. For if my assumption was right, even orgasm wouldn't fatigue us.
I didn't have to say anything. She knew I was about to unload my seed inside her, and I could feel her preparing herself. My moaning increased, and I had to break the kiss. I opened my eyes and looked down into hers, seeing all the love I'd hoped for for years. It was right in front of me, in my paws, and surrounding my length. Finally, we were ready. The fruits of my patience for so long were about to be rewarded.
Time froze. My loins burned with more pleasure than I'd ever felt in my entire life, and my vision seemed to blur. I called out into the cool air, my loud voice resonating in the vast expanse of infinity that stretched on for endless miles around us. My seed shoot forth into her waiting womb, and her walls twitched and spasmed around me, milking me of all I had, as her paws gripped me and pulled my body against hers firmly. Our juices mixed inside her, and her body radiated warmth against my own, yet neither of was sweating. Ribbons of my seed met her velvety walls and coated them with a hot, sticky blanket.
It didn't end, though. My orgasm only strengthened as time went on, and more and more seed shot from my loins, filling her insides, and still her orgasm continued to squeeze me, and I realized we would have to end it ourselves. Slowly, my shots diminished into an ooze, and as my orgasm died down into a haze of warmth, her walls became still, and together they rested. I didn't feel worn out in any way, but the afterglow was still there. My mind was clouded, but the mist slowly unveiled as I felt her tongue on my cheek. I realized that after I finished, I collapsed on top of her, and my head was laying against her shoulder. She rubbed my back and murred softly, continuing to lick my cheek lovingly.
I had to be dead, but I didn't care. I really didn't... All that I'd left behind meant nothing compared to this. I would miss my family, and my music, but I realized that this is where I belonged, where I needed to be. This perfect place, which could have very well existed inside my mind, was all I needed in life. And her. She was the light that made this all a dream.
Our bodies melded together, and I felt sleepiness start to wash over me. But, I didn't fear it, for I knew this couldn't have just been a dream itself. There was no way... It was all just too real...
I awake one more time, the darkness of my bedroom surrounding me and the reality of my life enclosing around me. I sit up and sigh, a tear rolling down my cheek.