Dread settled in my stomach as I undressed to check myself. There was no smeared c*m on me or anything. It didn't 'look' like I'd been touched. But I could 'feel' it. His arms around me. His mouth on mine. His smell.
This was too real to be a dream.
A few minutes later, I was with the ICT guys, asking them for a footage. Well, I was their Luna, and the moment I told them that someone might have broken into my room, they didn't hesitate to give me what I wanted.
I checked the footage, and it came as a punch to the gut when I couldn't find anything. No one had entered my room, not even while I was at work.
So, was it all a dream? Was that how the pill worked? It made everything feel real?
When I bathed that morning, I didn't try to pleasure myself. I already felt this deep satisfaction
