Date: 12/9/2020
By Jaccen661
Home, nothing to eat, go to store, want to buy rotisserie chicken, none left, go to buy raw chicken, not worth, go to checkout line, superlong line, building up, no cashier at register, look at time, time says 'mom', become lucid, play with some titties, superspeed to check on fresh rotisserie, still long line, wake up. So I wake up in the morning and there isn't anything made for breakfast yet. There wasn't even any raw meat in the freezer either so it is completely out and I had to go out and get some. It is either 9 o' clock or a little before 9 when I left for the store which was more of a scene transition rather than a drive to. The store reminds me of a couple supermarkets from my local area combined together in terms of looks. There were a couple of items in my shopping carts for myself and was also grabbing a couple more things for cooking I guess since the basket was not as empty and I would have hoped. I come across the rotisseries that the store was selling and there is only a few selections to choose from; a chicken with the skin very crisped from cooking too long, a chicken with it's wings torn apart (but also still attached and submerged into the meat of the chicken? Idk), and etc. I just gave up on it and decided to go ahead and buy some raw chicken and I'll cook the meat myself. I made a round around the store and found the chicken in a weird way. The chickens were not laid out in a row in the meat section and was not in a cold unit to keep the chicken cold. It was over at, the drinks section?, and stacked into a big display box like they were plushies on sale or something. I saw only two people grab them, saying something about it's what it is, and walking away to check out. The chickens itself was individually sealed with a turkey sealing plastic, it reminded me of turkey though it was not turkey. The chicken was clearly bigger than the usual store chicken size and now that I think about it, was extremely cheap. A super sized individually bagged (maybe not cold) raw chicken was being sold for '$4.75' each. In the Dream (ID), I was thinking that for these chicken, it is too expensive for me to buy, so I did not buy any raw chickens either, because I can get better elsewhere. I went to the checkout lines and waited at a moderately full line (all the lines were just as busy as the one I waited at). It was just a short while before I noticed that the cashier at the register was gone, and people were waiting for nobody. I contemplated moving to another line, but just decided to stick to that one. It's been a while and nobody has been at the register. We all saw an old man putting his items on the till next to ours and for some reason, the people lined in front of me started lining up behind the old man thinking that he was a cashier. He simply stated that he was not a cashier and was buying his items. The people lost their spots, didn't know what to do, and just either went to the back of the line which has built up some, or other lines that had actual workers there. I finally reached the register that now has somebody scanning items and noticed that the machine that was usually faced towards the workers was facing outwards towards the customers. I looked at the bottom right side of the screen to check how long I've been here and If I need to get back anytime soon. The clock was dislaying '15:(xx) (something)' and I said to myself there's no way I've been here for 6 hours. ID, it felt like it was only 20 minutes passed since I appeared at the store and did not feel like the 6 hours that passed. I did myself a reality check (haven't done LDing in a while), look at the time, face away, and looked back at the time, and it's now saying '12:(xx) mom'. I became Lucid at that point and just cursed out that machine because I took it as an insult, kinda like saying '(after being insulted)yo mama'. I'm not sure what happened in between, but eventually my mind turned to pleasure. I saw the cashier across my till and there was this beautiful blonde working the register, scanning items from two elder women. I walked over there and I had a casual talk with them and then, the real reason I walked over. I cupped her right boob from behind, initial surprised reaction but she continued with her work. Next, I took off her white shirt, no reaction. She had on this white spaghetti striped sports bra of something and I was about to take it off, and she didn't approve of it. She spoke something like 'keep your hands to yourself' or 'please don't do that', but not in a 'I feel threatened and retaliate with aggression' way, more like a 'just reminding you, I don't give consent' warning. I said ok and went back to checking out the rotisserie chickens while she redresses herself. The original spot where I had seen the chickens now only had the burned skin rotisserie and I decided 'what the hell' and grabbed that one. The box was warm, at least the air inside the box was, but the chicken itself was cold. I didn't want it anymore because of that and put it back. There was another section where the rotisseries were being sold at (from my ID knowledge) and wanted to check out that side of the store. The problem was that they were at two different corners of the store, but luckily the same side of the store. I am still Lucid at this moment and wanted to also tryout super speeding to it. I got into the standing runner's position, and as I imagined myself appearing superfast over at a spot over there, I also imagined how my view would look like once I did reach over there. It was more like a teleport than actual superspeed, but there was a clear indication that I did run across the aisles so it got the job done. There were rotisseries available, but for some reason, they were not in the usual container, was not covered behind the display glass, and was missing it's wings and legs so only it's breast was sitting on the display openly. I didn't wanna get it anymore so I blinked back to my items. I don't remember what happened in between, but the blonde girl was topless now. (ID: wtf?) I walked over there and from behind, cupped both of her boobs and there was no resistance, but a small bit of encouragement actually. I continued to play with her boobs, squeezing the melon and occasionally pinching her nipples. I couldn't continue on because whenever I do, I would blackout and wakeup, so I had to carefully go about pleasure in the dream. And then I woke up.