Once again it involved a game, too. Well, they say that things come in threes, so... <_<
Speaking of dreams, though... I had an interesting one, last night. It was a lucid dream, since I was beginning to wake up at the time (thus my last dream, any why I can remember it so well). It was interesting because I got to experience a realistic transition from boy to girl. It only took five or six seconds (I'm estimating) to happen, but it was awesome. For the most part I looked down, and watched (as well as felt) myself becoming quite a bit smaller. (I think that's because I became rather young.) I wasn't alone in the dream, technically, and, being the self-conscious and shy person that I am, I held up my pants when I felt them slipping. So I didn't get to see much, beyond my forearms. But what I felt made up for it, it was that realistic. I didn't have much in the way of breasts, though (I'm guessing no more than a B-cup); so there wasn't much to see pushing out my large, draping shirt. I dunno, it was just... So smooth. The transition. That's what really got me. It was probably the closest to what someone might actually experience, in reality, if it were at all possible to happen.
Sadly, I didn't get to see the result: I woke up while I was on my way to a mirror. =_=; So typical. But I'm not really complaining. I mean, aside from the fact that I have a hard time maintaining a lucid dream, since they almost always make me want to use my conscious mind more and thus... I'll work it out one of these days; I just need more practice. But, yeah... The sensations, of my body changing under my clothes (and in my shoes, too), and seeing the result from the outside, as well as the change in perspective (it felt almost elevator-ish to me, but not quite), leaves me content enough. Maybe I'll see myself in the mirror some other time, after something like that happens. Eh.
It's kind of depressing, though. That sort of thing will never happen, for real. Boo!
