Dream 5: The Spirit.

Date: 12/29/2019

It is told (in the dream) that she is a soul stealer. If anybody should enter her home, she'll chase em down and with one deathly stare, scare your soul out of your body and essentially kill you by taking your soul. And what was her home? It looks like Jason Voorhees' secret shed that his mother is at, but all compressed into a small room. There was an, example you could say, about what happens when your soul is taken, and I saw the example's point of view, but it wasn't me yet. It is either night time, or just very dark and gloomy. I am running down a straight dirt road towards a small house with a circular fence, made of sticks, surrounding the house. I went into the building and though I didn't see anybody, I knew she was coming. I lean against the wall and fell back when the wall suddenly broke. I hear a scream, similar to Medusa's scream from Clash of the Titan when she tried to petrify the Jhin, and she started to take my soul. It felt like I was being paralyzed, slowly falling back down and just accepting what happened. Well, that was the other person, Now this is me. I was running down the same road. It seems like I had the intention of finding this spirit or something because I felt the thrill of... exitement(?). I take a glimpse behind me, and can see that she was on my trail close behind. I ran up to the house, where I saw that there was another person In the house already.I knew what fate was coming up, and I decided to fight back. I grabbed a pole from the house got into my battle stance. Right as I did that, the spirit summoned a spear into her arms, and we started fighting for a short moment. During the battle, she would try to take my soul a couple times, but I avoided it by looking away for a brief moment. She went and hid behind the side of the house for something, I think to fix her weapon. We weren't fighting anymore at this point. I for some odd reason wanted to scare her, like how friends scare eachother. I sneaked up on her slowly, and made this face towards her which was ineffective to it's purpose because it just started another battle. I don't remember how it got to this point, or what exactly prompt this, but after the brief encounter again, we started getting intimate. I think I wanted to show my penis to her, or show how it feels to have a penis inside them or something like that. Well, the spirit was also enjoying that. She started following my lead and smacking my neck pleasurely with her lips. Our clothes was stripped at this point, and I was free to enter anytime I wanted. Though she wouldn't try to take my soul anymore, I was still weary of it. I slowly inserted myself into her funhole and though it was inaudible, she gave a moan of pleasure and we both started engaging with eachother. What got me even more was that, even though I'm making the moves, I still felt like she was in charge. She can stop it at any point, but chooses not to and continue. (Alot more details about our sexual encounter) ...Then the alarm woke me up. 🙂🙂🙂 😞😞😞 😫😫😫 😭😭😭