Brent was dreaming about fucking this hot little blond with huge tits. She was practically howling with pleasure as he rammed his ten inch rod in and out of her pussy with breakneck speed. He could feel her fingernails digging into his back as she writhed beneath him.
Brent had dreams like this almost every night, but this one felt different somehow. Normally he just felt the pleasure in his cock, but this time the pleasure seemed to radiate throughout his entire body. His whole groin felt like it was on fire with pleasure. He started moaning along with the bitch beneath him, his voice rising and falling with hers until their moans we're indistinguishable from each other. Suddenly he wasn't the one fucking, he was being fucked! He was the big titted bimbo having her pussy filled and stretched. His first thought was to panic, but dream logic set in pretty quickly and he forgot about freaking out and instead started enjoying it.
With every thrust of the dick, Brent was more and more excited. He could feel something building in his pussy, but it wasn't the same as a regular orgasm. Instead of exploding with intense pleasure, the pleasure just built up. It kept building and building. He kept expecting it to stop, that no person could feel this type of pleasure and hold onto their sanity at the same time.
Very rapidly, within only seconds, Brent lost control of himself and submit to the overwhelming pressure that consumed his entire being. He stopped moaning because he lost the ability to make any noise, he was so lost in the mounting pleasure. Suddenly, like a sun exploding behind his eyes, he came. He came for what felt like an eternity, waves of pleasure vibrating outward from his pussy until finally subsiding and enveloping his body with a warm afterglow.
He woke up suddenly, gasping at the experience. "Holy shit," he thought "that was intense!"
He lay there for a moment, still lost in the aftermath of pleasure. Slowly he realized that it was all just a dream, but he could feel the dampness between his legs spreading down his boxers.
"Fuck, it's been a while since I had a wet dream" he thought to himself as his hand wandered down to his legs to assess the damage.
His legs were damp, but it felt different than usual. It wasn't as sticky, and it kinda smelled a bit different.
As Brent's hand moved across his thigh and onto his crotch, Brent's mind went blank. His hand was resting on his crotch, but there was nothing there.
He stayed still for a moment, the panic rising inside his chest as he slowly came to the realization that his dick was gone.
In a daze, not unlike a dream, he slowly moved his hand between the flap in his boxers and pushed a finger down into his groin. As his finger slipped into his moist, engorged pussy and he felt the same intensity as he did in his dream, Brent jerked his hand away from his groin and flung the sheets off of himself.
He leapt out of bed, dashed to the full length mirror on closet door and literally ripped the boxers from his body.
In shock, he stared at his newly formed pussy.
"My dick..." He said softly, madness rising in his throat, "my dick is gone! I have a pussy! I'm dickless!"