FrozenBacon
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I dont dream often, but when I do it is usually something really wacky and involves me fighting dinosaurs, or making cross-dimensional portals using the exhaust from jet engines. Occasionally I do have this dream where I am this woman in some ancient country. These are the most unsettling dreams to me because they are extremely realistic because I really am that woman for the duration of the dream. I wish I could remember her name, though. I want say it is Caismenah, Chamineh, or something like that. Anyway, here is the last one I had that I remember with the most detail, which is a dream I happened to have last night.
In the dream I found myself as young girl (probably around the age of 15, I think) in some hot and dry country. If I had to guess it was somewhere that was under Persian rule. I started the dream staining in line with a bunch of other girls in this somewhat nice building. While I didn't experience any of the events leading up to this point, I had a clear memory of my village being raided and having some mean looking dudes snatch up me and my friend.
In the building I saw my friend get pushed towards this old woman who looked at her and something like "Oh, she is perfect!" in some weird language that I somehow understood. The woman gave her some nice garments with expensive looking jewels all over it and told her to wear them.
I watched a few other girls go through the same process. Some were put into similar clothes, others where taken away without the nice clothes. Soon it became my turn. The old woman looked at me at a long time with a weird expression and gave me the same nice clothing she gave my friend. During the entire process I remember thinking "Why the hell am I a guy? I'm pretty sure I'm a guy! Why does this lady smell funny?" I got dressed up I overheard someone saying something about consorts and I assumed he was talking about us. I immediately thought "I'm a guy, what the hell? Am I going to be some king's play thing? What the hell is going on?" The idea of this being a dream never crossed my mind.
I skipped a few years in my dream till I was what I assume to be somewhere between the years between 18 and 20. I knew that I went some training that taught how to act proper, how to dance, how to entertain, and all that trash. Those memories were so full that I could tell you of many of the things that happened during those years, like the time where I ended up stealing some food because they forbade me to eat cause they thought I was getting too fat. My friend was determined to be the "Primary" or something like that because she was so pretty. She was elsewhere at the, off to make babies with the king (or whoever) I assumed. I still had yet to see the king but fully accepted our new lives. A war broke out and I ended up getting kidnapped... again, and became a slave at a brothel. My first client was some nasty rich fat dude and all I could think about was how I could get out of it and how I wished I was back at the palace or whatever. At this point I felt so much time has passed I fully believed I was this woman now. The dread I felt from the situation was overwhelming at the time. I remember thinking about being a virgin and how unpleasant the experience would be.
Thankfully I woke up before the nasty business happened. I woke up, confused and still anxious as hell because I truly thought I was that woman. I then realized that this was the real world and I got up and ate some delicious grapes. It was a bit unsettling how real that dream felt. I have no idea why my brain is creating the life of this woman (previous dreams I had was when she was older with children) but it needs to stop if it is going to make me have sex with fat dudes.
Have any of you guys had dreams like this that felt so real that it made you question your current reality when you woke up? Or what is the weirdest dream that you had that you would like to share?
In the dream I found myself as young girl (probably around the age of 15, I think) in some hot and dry country. If I had to guess it was somewhere that was under Persian rule. I started the dream staining in line with a bunch of other girls in this somewhat nice building. While I didn't experience any of the events leading up to this point, I had a clear memory of my village being raided and having some mean looking dudes snatch up me and my friend.
In the building I saw my friend get pushed towards this old woman who looked at her and something like "Oh, she is perfect!" in some weird language that I somehow understood. The woman gave her some nice garments with expensive looking jewels all over it and told her to wear them.
I watched a few other girls go through the same process. Some were put into similar clothes, others where taken away without the nice clothes. Soon it became my turn. The old woman looked at me at a long time with a weird expression and gave me the same nice clothing she gave my friend. During the entire process I remember thinking "Why the hell am I a guy? I'm pretty sure I'm a guy! Why does this lady smell funny?" I got dressed up I overheard someone saying something about consorts and I assumed he was talking about us. I immediately thought "I'm a guy, what the hell? Am I going to be some king's play thing? What the hell is going on?" The idea of this being a dream never crossed my mind.
I skipped a few years in my dream till I was what I assume to be somewhere between the years between 18 and 20. I knew that I went some training that taught how to act proper, how to dance, how to entertain, and all that trash. Those memories were so full that I could tell you of many of the things that happened during those years, like the time where I ended up stealing some food because they forbade me to eat cause they thought I was getting too fat. My friend was determined to be the "Primary" or something like that because she was so pretty. She was elsewhere at the, off to make babies with the king (or whoever) I assumed. I still had yet to see the king but fully accepted our new lives. A war broke out and I ended up getting kidnapped... again, and became a slave at a brothel. My first client was some nasty rich fat dude and all I could think about was how I could get out of it and how I wished I was back at the palace or whatever. At this point I felt so much time has passed I fully believed I was this woman now. The dread I felt from the situation was overwhelming at the time. I remember thinking about being a virgin and how unpleasant the experience would be.
Thankfully I woke up before the nasty business happened. I woke up, confused and still anxious as hell because I truly thought I was that woman. I then realized that this was the real world and I got up and ate some delicious grapes. It was a bit unsettling how real that dream felt. I have no idea why my brain is creating the life of this woman (previous dreams I had was when she was older with children) but it needs to stop if it is going to make me have sex with fat dudes.
Have any of you guys had dreams like this that felt so real that it made you question your current reality when you woke up? Or what is the weirdest dream that you had that you would like to share?
