Dream: Cosplayer and Gal Gadot
This was a fun request. The request was for me to be the following cosplayer:
Since she legit looks like a anime/video game character, the shape of her body and face works for it.
The goal he gave was for he and I to use mirrors to possess Gal Gadot and that cosplayer. He wanted Gal in her Wonder Woman costume, and wanted me to go with that cosplayer in a DVA body suit.
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I woke up at 6:42 and was really out of it, I got up because I was concerned that my lamp was unplugged for some reason. I don’t know why I was concerned about it, the lamp was plugged in. I needed to use the bathroom a little bit but it was an amount i’d usually ignore. I went and took a piss anyway since walking around as the cosplayer feeling like her body had to use the bathroom would be annoying.
I went back to bed and ended up visualizing moving around furniture to fit the new couch we bought. I thought I might wild since I was focused on thinking of the best way to place it, and brought myself back from losing it a few times, but I ended up being in a dream in the living room. I remembered that I had just been thinking about the couch and got lucid. My roommate was there and seemed grumpy and told me she thinks it should face away from the TV. She was wearing these odd leggings type pants but they had random swirls cut out of them.
I went to the bathroom and felt a little deja vu that I had been in it just a minute ago. That made me remember to stabilize and I went through my senses. I smelled the soap and it smelled sharper than normal. I tasted it, a not great decision, and it tasted like soap. I turned on the sink and listened to it, as well as ran my hand under it and focused on the sensation, the pressure it put on my skin and the feeling of that. I stared at my reflection in the mirror closely and focused on all the details of my face.
I knew my intent was that I would end up at Comic-con with Ray and that the cosplayer (I didn’t know her name but knew who i meant) and Gal Gadot in costume. I pushed myself onto the counter and did an awkward side roll into it since there was stuff on the counter. It felt like i’d fallen off a ledge on the other side and I got my legs under me and landed in what looked like a cafeteria-type area. There were large arches that lead up to a big glass ceiling that seemed like it’d be super warm in real life, but felt pleasant in the dream. The layout was a bit annoying, there was a lot of divider walls with seats against them, but they didn’t seem to be in any particular orders so it looked like a seating maze more than a open eating place.
I went behind one of the walls and saw Gal Gadot and the cosplayer eating. They had a velvet queue rope set up around their table to keep people out, and people would stare at them for a bit as they walked past. Gal was eating chick fil a while cosplayer (i’ll call her C for ease) was eating a salad from what I could see from behind her. Gal was in her Wonder Woman outfit and was facing me, she looked amazing in it, her beauty was honestly striking. The cosplayer’s back was to me but I could see the DVA logo on her slim form.
I didn’t see Ray. I knew he would be around the next divider but on the other side of it was just an empty table. I decided i’d become the cosplayer then find him. I put my hand in my pocket and found a drawstring pouch in it, a dark maroon color. Inside was blue powder. It felt warm and squishy in my hand, didn’t feel like sand, it had a very dense feel. I guess I had the bathroom on the mind because I blew it at the table and knew it would make C have to pee. She stood up and said something to Gal. She started heading towards the left side of the cafeteria and was weaving through the stupid wall dividers. I moved faster and ran towards where she was moving. Neither of the bathrooms had gender signs on them, both just had a moon image above them. I went into the one on my left since I figured if she had to pee she’d go into the closest one. There were no urinals but one of the stalls was closed. I focused on the mirror and almost lost lucidity with how dizzy i suddenly felt as the mirror like… zoomed in at me. I felt pretty dizzy and off balance but I was looking out at the bathroom I had just been in, but it was mirrored so now the stall was on my right, even though it’d also been on my right when I was in that bathroom and facing this direction. I looked away and it was unnerving, it was just a pitch black void with the mirror in front of me the only other thing.
I saw the door open and C came in. I couldn’t hear it. She looked super cute in her cosplay, much like Gal she looked even better and more attractive in person. She went into a stall, closed the door, and then immediately opened it again and said something and shrugged. I don’t know if she was talking to herself or the other person. She went to the mirror and obviously couldn’t see me, I could see that her eyes were focused on her own face and studying it. It felt surprisingly invasive like I was intruding on a really personal moment of her staring at herself.
I don’t know if she saw me then or what, but she jerked backwards from the mirror and I think she started to scream but I ‘pushed’ myself out of it the mirror (the mental effort of doing it felt a lot like how I jumped into WILD imagery in the past) and I got that incredibly dizzying feeling again, but this time her face zoomed into me rather than the mirror. The whole thing was incredibly mind fucking since I was suddenly her on the other side, and looking at her face in the mirror again, but on the opposite side of the reflection. I thought I was going to lose the dream, but I didn’t. I could feel my mouth was open with whatever noise she had been trying to make before, and the strange feelings of her body were now very present.
At the same time as those, as I closed her mouth I noticed that I could taste a vinegar-y balsamic taste of the salad she had been eating, so I had possessed her body. I also saw that the reflection wasn’t mirroring me. Her face in the mirror looked horrified and was touching her face, which wasn’t what I was doing. I had a blank expression (I think) or whatever her resting expression would be, and one hand was against the wall as I caught myself from falling, the other was at my side. The reflection in the mirror seemed to realize I wasn’t mimicking her and looked even more terrified. Her lips were moving but I couldn’t hear what she was saying. It’s really disconcerting to see a reflection in the mirror and not have it follow your actions. It mixed the incredibly strange and surreal experience of having someone else’s reflection with a horror movie like feel of that reflection not obeying you.
I got my footing and took a step to the right and an actual reflection of C appeared, this one fully mimicking me, as opposed to the second reflection to my left which was staring at me in horror. The sight in the mirror was quite enjoyable, the slender but super pretty girl with a full DVA body suit hugging her skin. I could feel the sensations of what was reflected too. Her breasts sticking out with the skin tight material, and the feeling of breasts now on my chest with material pressing against the entire shape of them. I could feel the same was being done to my ass, I could feel the individual cheeks were being cupped by the material, a pretty invasive feeling as it was going real deep in there, but one I knew must look amazing, though not quite accurate to DVA’s costume. It was more like Taki’s costume in that regard. The feeling was actually kinda distracting and I had to keep resisting to pick at the material which wouldn’t have been flattering. Being in her body means I have to live with the choices she made on how to show it off.
I didn’t turn to look at it or feel myself up since I didn’t want to make her watch me do that to her body right after i’d possessed it. My face felt… sharp. My features felt super prominent and small at the same time, and skinny, it was like someone had drained flesh from my face and it made my features press out of the skin more, but it matched the visual in the mirror for her pretty but ‘delicate’ face. I’d never had a face like hers and it felt as unique and strange to have.
I gave her a small wave and left the bathroom. Her body’s slenderness made moving in it less awkward than other people’s bodies. Not a lot of extra flesh to jiggle. I could feel C’s butt cheeks rubbing against each other as I walked since each one was covered in its own fabric, but there was only a slight jiggle for her boobs since the body suit was restraining them a bit. I wondered if it was awkward for C to watch her own ass walk away. I gave her body a good feel as I got past the doorway and out of her view. The fabric of the suit was slightly restraining, but I could feel under it that C’s breasts were perky and the way they jutted out from her chest and pushed out the suit was all natural. I felt my hips and enjoyed the soft but wide feminine feel of them, and gave my fabric-encased butt cheeks a good feel. They were firm, but I couldn’t tell if it was just their natural shape or she’d worked out to sculpt them. Either way, they were nice, almost worth how uncomfortably deep the suit dug to show them off. Her body had a very skinny and almost weak feel to it. I could tell she was someone who probably didn’t eat much. Not in an eating disorder way, just someone who is naturally really skinny. It made me want to go pound down a burger in her body. I gave a rub between my legs and got a bit of familiarity with her privates. I felt my hand hit her labia through the fabric, but the way it was tight against her crotch was making it hard to get any understanding of its shape or attributes.
Making the same trip back to the table in a completely different body was interesting. The suit being skin tight made her body feel naked and I wished I could cover up, but I knew it was part of the cosplay experience, and that she had the confidence to dress this way for a reason.
I went back to the table Gal was at and she gave me a smile and said “how’s your salad?”. I said “it’s good” and my voice was on the high side, and very clear sounding. I said “can you come to the bathroom with me?” which she seemed to be totally fine with and stood up. I could see she’s now a handful of inches taller than me which oddly, her seeming bigger only made her hotter. It was so tempting to just turn it into a sex dream or start making out with her but we kept moving towards the bathroom. She stopped halfway through the food court and started looking at one of the walls which was a cream color until halfway up, and then was glass from there to the ceiling. From C’s belly button up was reflected, standing next to Gal who was reflected from a little bit lower. I don’t know why she stopped here but she started making expressions in the mirror like she was getting ready to take a selfie. I didn’t want to waste time so I said “is there something in your teeth? You should take a look” she turned towards me and bared her teeth like she wanted me to take a look. I gestured to the mirror and she looked angry but got closer to it and was staring intently at her teeth. I willed Ray to be inside the mirror and possess her and Gal’s expression went blank. I saw her reflection then look confused, and so did her real body, but the expressions of confusion were different, one was Ray’s confusion expressed through her face.
Gal’s body turned her hands and looked at them and then down at her body, presumably the boobs pushing out of a wonder woman costume. He must have seen her hair framing his vision since he grabbed strands of it and Gal said “holy shit, i’m Gal? Bud?” and turned towards me. He said “Whoa. Are you uh.. Bud?”
I honestly considered saying no and pretending to be her to see how he’d act since he’d have to pretend to be Gal Gadot, but I said “mhm.” the Gal Gadot trapped in the mirror seemed both confused but also still fixated on the teeth thing. Her mouth was closed but her lips were bulging out like she was running her tongue along her teeth to try and feel the thing I said was in it. Thinking of that I started probing C’s teeth to feel them as i’d noticed in photos they weren’t super model straight. I could feel the very thin space between her front teeth i’d seen in photos, and thankfully the balsamic taste was starting to fade, though I got the normal grossed out factor by thinking too much about the fact I was licking her teeth, even if they were mine at that moment. I ended up just touching Alita’s face, feeling the features of it, kinda still surprised that it’s somehow mine. Her body was oddly amazing to me, maybe just a weird frame of mind I was in in the dream.
I said “so how does it feel to be Wonder Woman?” and Ray smiled, Gal Gadot’s face looked a bit different with him in control and his expressions, but just as gorgeous. It was pleasing to just look at her, even with Ray behind her eyes. It also made me aware that Gal is really damn fit. She wasn’t muscular looking, but I could tell she was in great shape and still seemed to be at the level of fitness she would have had for filming Wonder Woman. She’d be able to destroy me, as C’s body felt really weak. Her body felt like it had no muscle to speak of.
He said “I feel amazing. Her body is just as sexy from the inside, though wearing this costume feels strange. I feel like i’m cross dressing but i’m literally Gal Gadot.”
He took another look at me and said “Alita doesn’t look bad either’ [I have no idea who Alita is, I think the dream made up a name for the cosplayer, so I refer to her as that in the rest of this]. You look like a literal real version of DVA. You even have the hair.” Focusing on her hair then made me realize that her long hair that had been swishing around and was a slight weight tugging at my head wasn’t a wig. I gave it a tug and it hurt. I got close to the mirror and lifted up my bangs to see her hair line, I could see the brown hairs going into my scalp. Fully real, to my surprise. I had expected it to be a wig. I hate having bangs. Even as I let go of them and they went back to my forehead I tried to brush them out of the way to no success. I could constantly feel them there, like hair was always in my face right above my eyes, which I guess it was. They looked cute but so ticklish and distracting. It was incredibly surreal to see her face looking back at me again, her body and face such a far cry from my own. It was like I was actually DVA.
It was easy to just stand here and oogle Gal’s body, but I wanted us to visit the real convention. I had no idea where it was in this huge place so I turned and opened a portal. Ray said “damn, nice ass” in a way that I knew was meant to tease me, though it served its purpose of making me more aware of Alita’s ass again. I breathed in and breathed out and this neon-ish blue smoke came out, which formed into a doorway. I lost the transition here, but the doorway must have brought us to the crowd area.
We were in a large crowded convention hall that looked sorta like the local one. I could see three big glass rings in the roof that were progressively more narrow and lead to this very open and bright aesthetic. Immediately I noticed Ray and I were getting a lot of looks. I was getting some, probably because I looked like DVA and may as well have been naked for what my suit left to the imagination, but more seemed to be going Ray’s way for obvious reasons. I could see people saying stuff to each other as they walked past and looking at him. A mom and a girl stopped by us, the mom was probably in her late 30s and the girl looked like she was like 8. The girl said “Are you Gal Gadot?” which I found funny for her to ask, rather than asking if he’s Wonder Woman. Ray said “Yes, I am.” they both nodded and walked away. A few more people walked up at hearing that and started talking to him, while a big guy broke off to talk to me. He was quite overweight but was wearing a The Killers shirt which I respected. He said “wow you look exactly like DVA. Can I get a picture with you?”
I figured it might be fun and said yes. He pulled out his phone which looked like a really old Razr phone, but the entire inside of it was a smart phone. It was pretty cool. He got up next to me and he smelled, and he put his hand on my far lower back right above my butt. It was a pretty intimate spot to place his hand and made me really uncomfortable. I said “damn dude that’s not cool” but he left it there. He held up the phone to take the picture and I tried to give a cute smile like Alita would. I used my hands to make a heart together and felt embarrassed and stupid as I did it, but her image in the camera looked cute doing it, it looked like something DVA would do. I still felt a bit cringey/shamed after even though it worked as her. When he took his hand off my lower back I gave him a hard push to get away from me, knowing his DC wouldn’t care.
I turned back to Ray and he literally had a queue of people waiting to take a picture with him. He looked at me and said “is this what this entire dream is going to be? I don’t want to constantly get swarmed.” I said “You’re Gal Gadot. Welcome to the famous life.”
He said “let me have some dream control. I have an idea.” which was an incredibly dangerous question. I was curious what he’d do so I touched him on the shoulder and knew his dream character could influence the dream. He looked at me and suddenly I was looking at Alita, the sensations of my body suddenly shifting as he swapped our bodies. I only got to feel Gal Gadot’s body for a brief moment before I threw my mind towards Alita and swapped us back.
“No thanks.” I said. Being Gal would be fun, but I could do that in a personal dream. I had a fun idea though. I willed Ray and I to swap clothes and felt my body suit start to pull in and morph. In the most satisfying and relaxing feeling i can remember in recent times, I felt the fabric pull out of Alita’s ass as my outfit shifted. It started to get heavier and harder and the feeling of skintight fabric on every inch of my skin faded, leaving me with a heavier outfit but one that was more comfortable. Oddly I felt Alita’s hair start to twist and curl until it matched Wonder Woman’s hair style, which thankfully had no bangs.
Ray’s outfit had melted and gone down his body, like watching multi-colored paint drip down his form. It looked like someone had covered Gal Gadot’s body with body paint, which was actually quite hot. I saw him jerk his hips forward as the paint went towards his ass, and I knew he was experiencing the same super wedgie I had felt. The curls in her hair went limp and it became straight, matching the style i’d had. Pink markings appeared on her face to match DVA’s. She looked nothing like DVA, but she looked amazing in the body suit. I didn’t have a mirror, but I could guess that Alita probably didn’t pull off the Wonder Woman look that well either. She definitely didn’t have the same for it, I felt scrawny in the Wonder Woman outfit compared to how Gal had worn it.
The people standing line to see Ray didn’t seem concerned with his clothes melting.
I grabbed his hand and started pulling him through the crowd, telling people that there’d be no more pictures for now. Once we got far enough from that crowd I let go and told him that people would be less obsessed with him now.
I kinda regretted swapping our outfits since I didn’t feel anywhere near as cool as wonder woman. Walking around and looking like a real DVA was awesome, where I knew Alita wouldn’t be a convincing Wonder Woman. I toughed it out and we kept moving. There were a lot of booths. I don’t think a lot of them were real shows or comics, but I did see a My Hero Academia booth which was neat. It was kinda intimidating to walk around with Gal Gadot. Logically I knew it was Ray, but her body felt like it had this aura around it, she was instantly the most attractive person in the room and it gave this kinda star struck feeling. Even with my intent to have less people focus on him, he still had a decent amount of people show up to take photos. I took a few as well, and I had a blast doing really silly poses and things that would seem really crude for a cosplayer like her to do. One of them I stuck out of her butt and put a hand on it while doing an exaggerated surprised look. I found making expressions with her face to be fun. I had another guy get handsy, and when he did I turned him into a clone of a Elf cosplayer nearby. He started freaking out about suddenly being a woman which I felt was fun revenge for his groping.
At one point I posted with another cosplayer and suggested we make out for the photo, which she said yes to. She was a really attractive hispanic girl who was dressed like Nidalee. It felt great to kiss her and I resisted jumping out of Alita and just letting them make out, knowing it would too quickly turn into a sex dream.
Ray seemed to involve his hands a lot in his pictures, using them as a discreet way to feel Gal’s body in public. I could tell he was starting to enjoy it more and was getting into character.
It was fascinating to just walk around as Alita and experience the world as her and as a really pretty cosplayer. We did that for about 15 minutes and just explored the convention. Walking around next to him as Gal Gadot was also a cool glimpse into what it probably is like for celebrities in public, he was constantly noticed and stared at. Him being in the body suit probably didn’t help.
I decided I wanted to be DVA again and tried to swap our clothes back but lost lucidity and woke up during it.
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