Dream #10 "Speedskater"
Note: Sorry about taking so long to get another request put out. Life has been extremely busy lately between work and school. Now that things have calmed down I should be back to a more regular schedule. This dream is going to be fairly short seeming because of how long it has been since i had it. I, unfortunately, waited to long to write it up due to lack of time, and I believe I lost details that were not in my dream journal.
I sat on the row closest to the rink and began to search for my target. It was hard to keep track of people, due to how quickly many of the skaters were moving about the rink. Deciding to slow down time so i could spot who i needed, i reached into my pocket on my shorts and felt for my ring. Finding it, i held it in my palm and used my right hand to kneed and sculpt the ring into a flat circular shape. I did this for a while until the dream caught up and formed my ring into a pocket watch. The pocket watch was a dark brass color, and felt fairly heavy in my hand. I pressed the button on the top and the watch face popped open exposing the clock inside. The hands of the clock were moving extremely fast, and on the watch itself it had no numbers - only strange symbols. As it popped open i heard everything in the area slow down. Skates took on a slower drawn out noise, the ambience of the crowd began to sound like a pronounced hum with slight variations in pitch over time. I could hear the watch ticking loudly, the sound of the watch reverberated throughout the stadium. I looked back up to the rink and saw that all the skaters were moving in incredible slow motion. I watched one girl close to me at the edge of the rink and i could see every small movement of her body as she thrust one leg forward, i could see the muscles in her legs flexing, like watching a video on frame by frame. I took my hand and swiped it to the side, fast forwarding the dream slightly until i had more people clustered around my area. Amongst this crowd i spotted the skater i was going for. She was in mid lunge for a skate, but had a slight stance that made me think she might be stopping in a moment. Leaning back against my seat i began to breath deeply and focus on her, forcing my breath in and out at a steady rhythm. I was aware that cloud of visible hot air i had been puffing out because of the cold was becoming heavier and heavier, and it was taking on a slightly silvery sheen to it. As i continued to breath deeply i began to feel light headed and my breath caused a cloud to form in front of me. I felt myself let go of my body and had a brief sensation of flying and i could see my cloud begin to move towards the skater. After a 3 minute pause of no sensory input, i heard a loud snap as the watch closed, the ticking stopped, and i found myself in mid lunge in her body. Time resumed instantly, and i flailed my arms attempting to regain balance having taken over her body in the middle of a movement. I couldn't get my balance and i slammed into the ground -- though i managed to brace my arms under me before hand. I could see in my peripheral vision that the skaters who were near me adjusted their glide so they went around me, and one skidded to a stop next to me, spraying me with shaves of ice. Not having a moment to make sense of my body, she smiled and extended a hand towards me, bracing herself against the rink wall so i didn't pull her over. I clasped her hand, noticing hers was larger than mine, and she pulled me to my feet with no issue. I quickly grabbed on to the wall, unable to balance correctly in this body while also on ice skates, and began to pull my way over to the nearest rink exit so i could get my bearings. I stepped off of the ice onto carpet and sat on a nearby bench, taking a moment to stabilize the dream.
Finally getting a chance to make sense of things, i looked down and saw i was now dressed in a full body suit that had a red chest area that became blue on my lower half. Unlike the picture i recall, my whole top was red, with no color difference in the arms. The suit felt tight, and though i could see only the slightest hint of breasts i could feel the suit squeezing my chest quite tightly Allowing the sensations of the body to reach my mind, i could feel that my lower half felt quite strange. I was aware that my legs, thighs and even buttox felt quite muscular. Not used to being so bottom heavy, it gave an odd feel to my body and mass. I pressed my hands against my chest, and could feel the softness of breasts under the taught material, and based on how it felt i could sense that my breasts were a bit larger than the suit hinted at. Sitting on the hard wood bench, i could feel the tight suit stretched across her butt, and i could feel the significant amount of cushion i was sitting on quite acutely, i remarked out loud (due to no DCs having been nearby) "Damn this girl has some junk in the trunk" voice sounded quite high pitched, though i didn't seem to have an accent like i should have had. My face felt strange, and i could sense my vision was ever-so-slightly different because of how her eyes were set a little further apart than my own. The most prominent thing to me was that her body felt... eager... in a way to skate. I could feel that my muscles were ready, her body was full of energy and ready to explode into action. I felt giddy in a way, restless, i had to blow off energy. Standing up, i walked around the room clumsily in the skates for a minute to try to get used to her form so i could actually stand in the rink.
Returning to the ice, i took a slow lap around the rink, growing more comfortable with her mass and odd form, and got into a rhythm where i could skate easily and without virtually any thought. Now it was time for a real test. I brought myself to a stop, and took some deep breaths. I could feel her body grow excited, and i could sense my heart was beating a little faster. I braced my left foot behind me and curled my arm in front of me, while extending the other out behind me. I began to count to 3 in my head. Upon reaching 3 it was like someone flipped a switch. My muscles exploded into action, throwing my body forward and bursting into movement. With almost no input from my mind, her body's muscle memory took over and a rhythmic dance began to carry us around the rink at a blazing speed. I could feel her body's powerful lower half muscles flexing and propelling us along, all the while, her upper body stayed in sync and flowed beautifully to keep the two halves in tandem and moving smoothly. I could feel how easily it came to her, and as the people in the stands blurred along the edges of my vision, the cold air stinging against my face and eyes, i felt like i was literally flying across the ice. It was exhilarating and her body moved us gracefully along the ice without even missing a beat. I continued to skate for quite a few minutes, until the dream ended.
Go to an event and possess this Dutch speedskater:
And a short video showing her skating to get a feel for the sport: http://www.youtube.com/watch?
Once you've possessed her, spend a little bit noting how the body feels.
Then, have fun skating around at high speeds using the Dutch girl's body
Do my usual WBTB and suddenly find i'm in a dream. I'm standing in a large jungle, i could see large vines hanging all around me. The dream felt very cold, to the point that is was physically painful for me. I could feel immediately i was in shorts and a v-neck, so i was not dressed appropriately. The dream felt extremely stable and vivid, but my face was stinging from the cold air. I began jogging in a direction, throwing my mind completely into my intent of reaching a populated area. The jungle began to thin out, and i could see in the distance an area that looked like a college town. I could see a large sports stadium, and various shops with younger people walking around. I emerged from the jungle, but the air was still cold. Despite the cold, i found it odd the dream characters walking around were dressed in summer attire. Keeping up my jog to generate body heat, i worked my way towards the sport stadium. As i approached the entrance i found that the aesthetic of the stadium reminded me of the basketball arena at UF. I walked inside and the air took on a different feel, still cool but an artificial cool from air conditioning or such. I walked through the building, finding that many of the people in here had cameras and jackets, more fitting of the cold air. Walking through a final archway i emerged onto what would usually be the basketball court, but it was now a large ice rink. I could see various people skating around it, and a few that were flying around it at a quicker pace who i assumed were the actual professionals. I could see that there were crimson banners hanging from the roof -- though i'm not sure why they were there. To my right i spotted some stairs that led up to the bleachers, which had some people scattered in them.
I sat on the row closest to the rink and began to search for my target. It was hard to keep track of people, due to how quickly many of the skaters were moving about the rink. Deciding to slow down time so i could spot who i needed, i reached into my pocket on my shorts and felt for my ring. Finding it, i held it in my palm and used my right hand to kneed and sculpt the ring into a flat circular shape. I did this for a while until the dream caught up and formed my ring into a pocket watch. The pocket watch was a dark brass color, and felt fairly heavy in my hand. I pressed the button on the top and the watch face popped open exposing the clock inside. The hands of the clock were moving extremely fast, and on the watch itself it had no numbers - only strange symbols. As it popped open i heard everything in the area slow down. Skates took on a slower drawn out noise, the ambience of the crowd began to sound like a pronounced hum with slight variations in pitch over time. I could hear the watch ticking loudly, the sound of the watch reverberated throughout the stadium. I looked back up to the rink and saw that all the skaters were moving in incredible slow motion. I watched one girl close to me at the edge of the rink and i could see every small movement of her body as she thrust one leg forward, i could see the muscles in her legs flexing, like watching a video on frame by frame. I took my hand and swiped it to the side, fast forwarding the dream slightly until i had more people clustered around my area. Amongst this crowd i spotted the skater i was going for. She was in mid lunge for a skate, but had a slight stance that made me think she might be stopping in a moment. Leaning back against my seat i began to breath deeply and focus on her, forcing my breath in and out at a steady rhythm. I was aware that cloud of visible hot air i had been puffing out because of the cold was becoming heavier and heavier, and it was taking on a slightly silvery sheen to it. As i continued to breath deeply i began to feel light headed and my breath caused a cloud to form in front of me. I felt myself let go of my body and had a brief sensation of flying and i could see my cloud begin to move towards the skater. After a 3 minute pause of no sensory input, i heard a loud snap as the watch closed, the ticking stopped, and i found myself in mid lunge in her body. Time resumed instantly, and i flailed my arms attempting to regain balance having taken over her body in the middle of a movement. I couldn't get my balance and i slammed into the ground -- though i managed to brace my arms under me before hand. I could see in my peripheral vision that the skaters who were near me adjusted their glide so they went around me, and one skidded to a stop next to me, spraying me with shaves of ice. Not having a moment to make sense of my body, she smiled and extended a hand towards me, bracing herself against the rink wall so i didn't pull her over. I clasped her hand, noticing hers was larger than mine, and she pulled me to my feet with no issue. I quickly grabbed on to the wall, unable to balance correctly in this body while also on ice skates, and began to pull my way over to the nearest rink exit so i could get my bearings. I stepped off of the ice onto carpet and sat on a nearby bench, taking a moment to stabilize the dream.
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