Dreams & Reality (Nikki & Sarah 5)
Date Published: May 10, 2017, 12:54pm
Written By: Gummybear
I decided to try something a little different when writing this story. Instead of writing it as just plot and dialogue, there will be parts which include things like email, text- and online chat messages between the characters. It’s just an experiment. Maybe it’ll work, maybe it won’t. Please let me know either way.
Dreams & Reality
Mommynatrix:
How’s the story coming along?
[RIGHT]Sarah:
Getting nowhere. Out of ideas. Mind sending some naughty dreams tonight?
[/RIGHT]
Mommynatrix:
So u want a kinky sandman? That can b arranged
[RIGHT]Sarah:
Oh goodie
[/RIGHT]
Sarah put down her phone and fiddled with the charging cable. She finally got the plug in place and the phone beeped. She put it on the night stand next to the bed and was sorely tempted to just fall onto the bed, wrap the duvet around herself and sleep. It had been a long day and she was dead tired. Giving herself a mental kick in the arse, Sarah shuffled off in the direction of the bathroom.
Five minutes later, she was back in the bedroom with freshly brushed teeth and an empty bladder. The latter had actually become more and more important over the last couple of months. She suspected that her wearing diapers more often, and actually using them, had led to a couple of near accidents where she had just barely avoided wetting her bed. She hadn’t told Nikki about this since she had a feeling that she’d just end up wearing diapers at night. And as much as she liked wearing them when she was awake, Sarah still felt it was important to herself that she had enough control to not actuallyneeddiapers.
Pulling down her grey sweatpants and stepping out of them, Sarah sat down on the edge of the bed. She kicked them in the direction of the chair in the corner where they were quickly followed by her sweater. After putting on an extra long t-shirt, Sarah’s stiff and sore back almost made her lose her balance and fall off the bed as she struggled to get her socks off. She burrowed in under her duvet and barely had the energy to reach out and turn off the light.
Darkness enveloped Sarah like a clammy velvet blanket, she just couldn’t find a comfortable position, the duvet quickly grew too warm, but as soon as she lifted it, the cool air that rushed in was too cold. She was Goldilocks in a house with no middle anythings. After having tossed and turned for what felt like hours, Sarah was just exhausted. She was about to give up and resort to one of the industrial-strength sleeping pills she had hidden away for just such an occasion when a bluish-white light filled the room. As she peeked out from under the duvet, Sarah saw that it was coming in through the window and it was quickly growing brighter and brighter. Feeling more annoyed than worried, Sarah threw the duvet aside and went to pull the curtains properly. Before she could reach the window, the light flared brightly, blinding Sarah.
When Sarah’s eyesight returned, she blinked away the spots to see that she was no longer in her bedroom. She was hanging in a giant metal ring with her arms and legs stretched out. The room was a weird, hazy white that made it hard to see where the walls met the floor. Sarah looked down and saw that her clothes were gone and she was wearing a huge diaper.
“What the…” she tried to say, but all she managed was a soundless breath.
Sarah tried to yell and pulled frantically at the cuffs that held her arms. The only sound was a barely audible whisper of exhaled air and the cuffs stayed frustratingly firm, even when she threw her entire body back and forth.
“Will you please stop that. You’re just going to hurt yourself,” a voice purred.
“Who said that?” Sarah asked soundlessly and looked around. She couldn’t see anyone.
“It’s all going to be all right. I just need you to calm down,” the voice said and in a flash of terrifying insight, Sarah realised that the voice was coming from inside her head.
The ring that held Sarah slowly rose up in the air and tilted slightly forward. Sarah looked around, but as far as she could see, there was nothing holding it up. She renewed her struggle, but it still had no effect other than making her wrists sore.
There was a whirring sound from across the room as some kind of door opened. As Sarah saw hints of movement in the darkness on the other side of the opening, she tried to scream and get loose, but the ring didn’t even move. What emerged from the cavernous opening was human-shaped, but easily twice Sarah’s height. It, or rather she, was built like a supermodel, but with dark green skin and softly glowing golden eyes. She had short, snow white hair.She looks like Nikki, except she’s green.The alien was dressed in what some oddly detached part of Sarah’s mind compared to the skin-tight, silvery spacesuits from 1950s and 60s B-movies.
As the alien came closer, Sarah heard the same purring voice inside her head: “Take a breath, little one, and calm down. I’m not going to hurt you.”
“Who? What? Where? How?” Sarah’s mind was a jumble of questions.
“Shhh,” the voice said. “Slow down.”
“Who?” Sarah managed to whisper, barely audible
Sarah could almost hear the sigh in her head. “Of course we had to pick a world where they still only speak.” The alien pressed a button on her armband and part of the floor rose up to form a bench she sat down on. “Can you understand me?” the voice in Sarah’s head said slowly. “Nod if you understand.”
Sarah nodded nervously, her breath still puffing in and out, making her feel dizzy.
“Slow your breathing or you’re going to pass out.” The alien rose and came closer. The ring rose a little to bring the two eye to eye. “You need to relax.” She reached out a hand the size of a frying pan to gently stroke Sarah’s cheek. The moment she touched her, Sarah felt every muscle in her body relax. She slumped forward, hanging limply as she wet the giant diaper. The alien put one hand under Sarah’s butt and the other around her back and as soon as she did, the cuffs that held Sarah’s arms and legs loosened. She lifted and held Sarah as if she was a baby and slowly rocked her while her breathing slowed and the dizziness passed.
Next, she sat down on the bench and laid Sarah down on her stomach across her lap. She pulled down the diaper and reached behind her for something Sarah couldn’t see.
“Oh my god,” she whispered, “you’re going to probe me, aren’t you?”
“I was going to change you,” the alien thought into Sarah’s mind, “but since you insist…”
Sarah opened her eyes and stared into the gloom. Looking around she found that she was lying across her bed with her butt in the air and her entire duvet bunched up under her hips.
“That’s it,” she murmured to no one in particular. “No more leftover pizza before bedtime.”