Plastersam on Gromet's Plaza Archive

Dream Come True

Thu, 11 Jun 2009 00:00:00 +0000

She had been dreaming about it again. It always started the same, a summer evening, a gentle wind blowing through the trees of the forest that she walked through, and then she would come upon it. A large pile of earth, next to a deep pit that seemed to call to her, want her. She would go to the edge of the pit and look down; it was a deep narrow hole in the soft earth. It looked as though she would only have enough room to stand. She would place her feet on the bottom of the pit, and then stand there for a moment, taking a handful of the dirt, and rubbing it on her. Taking a moment, she would position herself in the bottom in a fetal position. As she would do this, it would seem as though the walls of the pit would begin to turn to mud and slowly begin to fill in around her form, flowing over every part of her. Soon it would stop, and the mountainous pile at the top of the hole would begin to slowly sink in on top of her crumpled form. Then all would go black.

Dream Come True

Thu, 11 Jun 2009 00:00:00 +0000

Sub for Annie

Sun, 12 Apr 2009 00:00:00 +0000

Sarah awoke to the sound of her alarm clock at about 8:00 in the morning. As she stirred in her bed, she opened her eyes to the glare of the summer sun coming through her window. She moved to the end and turned off the clock, and headed for the shower.

Her eyes still felt heavy after just getting up and figured a hot shower might help her wake up. She had been out at a friend’s house the night before and had a little too much to drink, she was still a little wobbly. She climbed into the shower and turned it on hot, she loved the way the water came out when she did this, warm at first, and steadily got hotter and hotter. She just stood there in the shower for a few minutes, letting the waster flow off of her, as the steam began to rise; she grabbed her wash cloth and her shower gel and set to work slowly lathering her entire body. She began by putting a rather large amount in her hair and working it into tangle of lathery bubbles. She then proceeded to simply pour the gel on her body, letting it slide and down her breasts and body, the slimy feeling always had a way of making her feel good. She then began to work it up and down her body, until it was completely covered in the suds. She stood under the hot water again; gently rubbing her breasts and moving her hands up and down her body.