*Remember these two?
Dreamland…
Julie and Arthur were spending their morning as most newly weds would. Wrapped in each other’s arms. A few differences since they were weremer. The young couple had fallen asleep in the pool behind their house, and not only were their arms wrapped around each other, but their tails were as well.
Julie’s bright, goldfish tail intertwined with Arthur’s dark blue tail. While hers ended in a classic fantail shape, Arthur’s fin was much thinner and sharper. Not to mention he had two extra fins close to his waist. Which made some sense since his tail was more or less based on a flying fish. Either way, the color stood in a stark contrast to Julie’s brightly colored scales.
“Good morning Mrs. Curry.” Arthur said as the two woke.
“And good morning to you.” Julie moved so that Arthur was beneath her. Her breasts dangled above his chest, and Arthur smiled.
“Sure you don’t want to get some breakfast first? You know, so you don’t pass out on me again.” Arthur teased.
“Mmm, later. The only thing I want to eat right now is that delicious cock.” Julie’s eyes went down to the thick phallus currently extending from Arthur’s tail.
“By all means.” he said. Julie shifted down so that she could lick the head of her husband’s cock. Sweet, and somewhat salty, pre squirted out with each lick.
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In reality, Julie was rolling around in her hospital bed. Her erotic dream caught the attention of a few nurses, and they wondered what kind of drugs the teen had been pumped full of.
“Certainly sounds like she’s enjoying herself.” one of them muttered.
Doctor Curry arrived just in time to catch then end of Julie’s dream. Or what became the end. She walked in and instantly knew Julie was experiencing some kind of were-related fantasy. Probably involving Arthur, based on how Julie was moaning in her sleep.
“Julie. Can you hear me? It’s just a dream, wake up.” Mera said softly. Normally she would have just left Julie alone. But they were in a normal hospital, and Mera didn’t want anyone to start asking questions they couldn’t answer.
Julie’s eyes flickered. Her mind was split between her dream and the reality before her.
“Julie, Julie? This is Doctor Curry speaking. Can you understand me?” Mera asked.
Understand her? Of course Julie could understand her. But why was this woman standing at the bottom of her pool wearing a lab boat. Oddly enough Arthur didn’t seem that phased. In fact he was acting like this woman wasn’t even there….
“Julie?” Mera leaned back as Julie’s eyes snapped open, and stayed open. Then she bolted forward, as if someone had electrocuted her. Mera caught Julie before she could do herself any harm, and eased her back into her bed.
“It’s alright Julie. It was just a dream.” Mera repeated.
“Oh… It all felt so real.” was all Julie managed to say. She could still feel Arthur kissing her neck, and taste the cum in her mouth. That made her aware of the “mess” in her bed sheets. Julie blushed, though Mera paid the wet spots no mind.
“Believe me, I know. Just rest for a bit. I can have someone come in and change the linens. I’ll just say you spilled some water or something.” Though there was really no point in that. Anyone walking down the hall heard Julie’s “sleep-talk”.
“Thank you.” Julie said, leaning back into her pillow. Her forehead was beaded with sweat, and her heart pounded like a train in her chest. She couldn’t believe how worked up she’d gotten. Julie would have bet her life that everything that happened was real.
Mera stepped back into the hall, and immediately went to the adjacent room to read Julie’s charts. She wasn’t surprised to read the heart rate monitor, it showed Julie’s pulse spiked in tandem with Julie’s increasingly erotic moaning.
But her brain wave activity was all over the place. There was a sudden rush of endorphins for whatever reason. Was this because the aneurysm was removed? Or was this Julie’s body reacting to Arthur? Mera couldn’t tell at the moment. She knew she, Tora, and Francis Twist would have a lot to talk about later in the day.