It was pure bliss.
At eleven o’clock was the first official break of the vacation. Everyone was treated to a small cart of sub sandwiches—even if you ate a full-course meal inside the dream, your real body still required food.
Jonas followed Miranda, wincing as the bright windows came into view. It seemed like hours had passed inside the make-believe world, all at the hour of sunset, and yet only sixty minutes had transpired out here. It took a moment for him to readjust. He grabbed a sandwich and sat down next to Miranda in the arranged seating.
“So?” she asked. “Was it good? I thought it was good.”
“Crazy good,” Jonas said. “I … I thought you were nuts to come here. I can’t believe all that stuff actually happened.”
Miranda giggled. “I know, right?” She leaned closer. “And when you and Ryoko got busy … so hot.”
“Really?”
She nodded. “Watching can be fun, too. You looked like you were really into her.”
Yeah, Jonas recalled. Ryoko was sexy as hell, but he didn’t want to say that. Just getting an erection around her had felt like a betrayal to their relationship, but Miranda had been into it, too. And his girlfriend was right—she wasn’t real. That lakeside lodge was like some kind of interactive porn scene, and he couldn’t wait to request some more changes.
Pamela stopped by shortly after they had started chowing down. She handed them a sheet of paper to rate their experience thus far. Of course Jonas and Miranda each gave the company the highest marks possible. Nothing less. This was no ordinary vacation.
“How long are we supposed to wait?” Jonas asked.
Miranda checked her phone. “It’s an hour break. We have about ten minutes left.”
He rubbed his palms together. “I’m just anxious to get back in. I can’t wait to see—holy shit.”
Through the front door came Matt, Jonas’s best friend from high school. He removed his shades, scanned the room of participants, and finally saw Jonas. Miranda squealed with joy when Brandy came in right behind him. The two girls hugged as Matt shook Jonas’s hand.
“Hey buddy. You thought you’d give this place a shot, huh?” He shuffled into the empty chair next to Jonas. “So, trip report? You come in at ten?”
“Yeah.” Jonas collected his thoughts. “I don’t know what to say. It all felt so real. Never had anything like that, not even the vividest dreams. Miranda and I had a lot of fun.”
Matt squeezed his shoulder. “Bet you did. Brandy convinced me about this place after it opened. ‘Oh yeah, we should try it!’ I didn’t want to believe her. It costs a damn fortune. But then they hooked us up and I forgot all about my doubts. It was incredible.”
Jonas saw the two girls still confabulating about their experiences. No doubt Miranda was sharing some juicy details in those hushed sentences.
“This your second time?” he asked Matt.
Matt held up three fingers. “Gets better every time, I swear to God. Especially after you start experimenting.”
Jonas grinned. “You make yourself … bigger? How big?”
Matt laughed. “Oh yeah, I tried that. It’s good. Not as good as going for something really different. That’s why Brandy and I wanted to come again. We couldn’t get enough of it.”
“Enough of what?”
Matt leaned in close, keeping his voice at a whisper. “I made my avatar a chick. You know, the tits … all that stuff down below, everything. Brandy went in as a guy. I know what you’re thinking. It sounds gay. But really it was—”
“That sounds awesome,” Jonas said. “You’re doing that again today?”
Matt nodded. “Sure am. I customized her some more. The Mind Travel website allows you to do all that stuff before the appointment. All Pamela has to do is load up my profile and I’m set to enter the Matrix as a sexy woman. Piece of cake.”
“How does it feel?”
Matt smiled. “Like nothing that could be put into words. Inside the dream world, I don’t worry about who I am. I just let loose, do whatever. Have fun. That’s what’s important.”
Jonas remembered Pamela mentioning the option to have the avatar be a different sex, but he hadn’t considered it until now. He wanted to be the perfect man for Miranda—plenty of muscles, a rock-solid core, a sizable package, tall and handsome, all that stuff. And the energy to keep going. Matt’s experience with Mind Travel had given him some new thoughts, but they still had all afternoon in real life to mess around with the customization features.
Once noon rolled around, it was time to head into the back and resume the vacation. Matt and Brandy were one of the earliest couples to disappear through the double doors.
Miranda leaned over to Jonas. “Brandy told me some kinky things. Says she’s going to be a man and Matt’s gonna be the girl for a change. Can you imagine? And from the way she talked they were going to have sex like that. Unreal.”
Jonas nodded. “Yeah, he told me about it.”
Miranda poked him in the shoulder. “You should try being a girl. Don’t all guys have lesbian fantasies?”
Jonas snorted. “Yeah, watching lesbians. Not being the lesbian.”
Then it was time for them to head back. Miranda first, then Jonas. Pamela escorted him to the same stall as before. All the customization options were saved from the first session. Naturally Pamela popped the question of what he wanted to change next, whether it be small or large.
“Make me a little bigger down below,” he told her. “Not … not huge. Just a little bigger.”
Pamela grinned. “How big do you want? There’s no limit inside a dream. Ten percent bigger?”
“Let’s go with twenty.” That should give him some noticeable increase in girth and length. “And, I want to be able to last … you know … for multiple—”
“No cooldown periods between climaxes. Got it.” She typed away on her tablet computer. “Don’t worry. We get that request a lot. Lots of guys ask for it. I’ve heard much stranger requests than that.”
The Mind Travel cruise apparently had a different destination this time; the picture on the television screen wasn’t from a timber lodge sitting over a cauldron lake. Instead, Jonas was staring at the sandy shores of a Caribbean beach. Pamela told him to focus on the center of the image. Again he felt drowsy, and again the picture didn’t seem to blur as the rest of the room did. About a minute passed, and the waves started to move. Fluffy clouds rolled by up above. Miranda came jogging up from the beach toward him, wearing nothing but a skimpy yellow bikini. Jonas looked down at himself and saw swim trunks.
“Isn’t this great?” She raced up to him and wrapped her arms around his abdomen. “You’re looking handsome as usual. Any more changes?”
“Maybe a few things down below.” He didn’t want to share all the secrets just yet. And he wasn’t the only one that had changed. Maybe his eyes were fooling him, but Miranda’s cleavage looked a little more prominent than before. He wasn’t aware of any push-up bikini tops.
Miranda followed his gaze. “Went up a cup size. Why not, right? Pamela said lots of girls do. Just like lots of guys want their own enhancements.” She grabbed his junk without warning. “Oh. Did you make a change down there?”
“Maybe an upgrade or two.”
They were on their own private island—with everyone else from the Mind Travel vacation. Jonas spun around and scanned the region. The island was roughly a quarter-mile in diameter, with a uniform sandy beach on every end. A bunch of palm trees were at the center, offering some pleasant shade out of the hot sun. He also noticed several tents at the tree-line, plenty more than people in the dream world. It looked like everyone had choices for where they wanted to camp out, and the tents offered the couples plenty of privacy if things became more intimate. Jonas was beginning to see that an unintended consequence of Mind Travel was literal sex fantasies being brought to life. Or maybe that was intentional. Either way that was fine by him.
The view of the ocean was picturesque, and whi
le the sunny afternoon was hot, it wasn’t uncomfortably so. Just enough to remind you that you were closer to the equator than before.
Miranda drank up the incredible view before she led Jonas back to the tent. It was only the second trip into the dream world, but he knew what would happen next. Miranda was ready for it. They both were. Once inside the shade, she pushed him down to the earth and straddled him, wasting no time in taking off her top. It wasn’t just to please Jonas; she was also curious about how things had changed.
“Nice,” she said, squeezing both breasts. Bulging flesh overfilled her palms. “I said I wanted a C, and they look about right to be a C.” She bounced them up and down and played with the nipples. Both of them hardened rapidly. “What do you think?”
“About as perfect as boobs can be,” Jonas said. And they really were.
The exploration didn’t last long. With the waves crashing ashore outside, Miranda bent over and kissed her boyfriend on the lips. Jonas pulled her close as she moved her body against his, purposely grinding her lower abdomen against his crotch. It wasn’t long before he was sporting a full erection. When she pulled back, he saw the outrageous bulge in his trunks. Yeah, it was definitely bigger!
Miranda reached inside and grasped it. “Oh! Thicker and longer?” A sly grin spread across her lips. “You naughty boy.”
The ensuing blowjob was the best Jonas had ever had—even not taking into account the background beach scene right behind Miranda’s round ass sticking into the air. There was something about him being bigger down there that just made him more aroused, and thus the build-up to climax took about half the time as usual. He wasn’t even ready for it when the floodgates opened. Miranda had been licking him up and down, slurping on the top-half of his manhood, and there it came. A great white geyser of cum shooting up from the end of his dick. Miranda latched on as a streak of it splattered across her cheek. She emptied him completely, and then finished up with the leftovers on her face.
“Hon, I think that was a new world record. What was that, three minutes?” Miranda’s voice hinted at disappointment. “I didn’t even take all my clothes off.”
But Jonas had an ace up his sleeve. It wasn’t just about being bigger, but also having the stamina to perform endlessly. He already felt it. His reserves were filling up again, stretching with more hot cum ready to be ejected. Likewise his arousal had faltered, but not to the usual post-orgasmic level other men dealt with. He was still turned-on, still ready to go. Miranda and him were just getting started.
“That is a good change,” she said once she learned about it. “I made a few others myself.”
“Oh yeah? Like what?” Jonas asked as she crawled on top of him again.
“Well, I can come easier, and the orgasms are stronger.”
“Sounds good to me.”
They shared another kiss as Jonas fondled her breasts. They were full and firm, with the perfect curvature to snuggle in his palms, a pair of dream tits. Miranda jerked him off slowly as he thumbed the nipples, arousing her twin little buttons of joy into stiff masts. Then he took one into his mouth and swirled his tongue around it, giving it a thorough lather with his saliva. The other one received the same treatment not long after.
Miranda moaned. “If only it was this easy in real life to … oh … get some enhancements. I love them.”
Jonas pushed a hand between his girlfriend’s legs and rubbed her sodden bikini bottom, his finger penetrating her slit slightly. Was there an upgrade to the flow of her juices? Perhaps. He could see why Matt and Brandy kept coming back to Mind Travel. It wasn’t just about the exotic locations. Sure, the beach background was nice and provided plenty of eye candy, but so did Miranda. A ticket to Mind Travel was about the new ways to experience sex. That’s why you had to be eighteen or older to do it. On the other side, within the shared dream universe, the clothes were likely coming off.
It wasn’t long before they were both naked, a couple of lovers having fun on a Caribbean island beach far and away from the rest of the world, far from existence. Miranda sucked him off again—it was her appetizer. This time Jonas had full control of his arousal. After he was good and wet down there, he spun her over and penetrated her. Seven inches and more. Miranda was just large enough to take him, and the inside of her pussy was the tightest he had ever felt. After a few thrusts he was already nearing the edge.
“Oh Jonas!” Miranda squeezed her tits, pinching her nipples. “I think I’m gonna … I’m gonna …”
Jonas pulled out. His own orgasm could wait. Besides, he was already working on number two for the afternoon! He put his lips to Miranda’s snatch and went to work, bringing his tongue across her folds and lapping at the juices that came from within. All of it was incredibly tasty. And when he focused on her clit, Miranda convulsed into orgasm.
“Oh yes! Oh yes!”
He held her by the hips, holding her still, though she still bucked like a wild bronco trying to throw off its rider. Nevertheless, he buried his face against her crotch, swallowing her release, tonguing her hole until the muscles went sore. It was Miranda’s idea to visit Mind Travel from the start, and this was a way to pay her back. The orgasm went on for minutes.
Afterward, Jonas crawled on top of her. His throbbing cock left a line of pre-cum along her lower abdomen. They kissed again, and Miranda had a chance to taste her release. There was enough of it to go around. She was still trembling with the post-orgasmic shocks.
“Stick it in me,” she whispered. “Finish yours. Fill me again.”
Jonas didn’t need to be told twice. With the sun against his back, and a cool breeze blowing through the tent, he pushed into his girlfriend’s snatch one more time and fucked her. It didn’t take long. Seeing her climax had already brought him closer to the edge, and it only required a couple minutes before another orgasm overtook him. He pushed in as far as he could go, releasing his seed into her dark, warm depths. They moaned together and collapsed into each other’s arms. Hot cum bubbled out of her tender hole.
Miranda stroked his cheek. “How long has it been?”
“Since we came here? I don’t know. Forty or fifty minutes?” It didn’t seem like that long, but Jonas felt like he had a better grasp of time passage the second time into the rabbit hole. Still, there was no way to tell with any accuracy. The dream world didn’t operate under the same rules as real life. Sometimes it seemed there were only seconds between breaths, and other times several minutes.
Once Miranda had fully recovered from her body-shaking orgasm, they went at it again. This time she moved to her stomach while Jonas penetrated her from behind. There was no limit to his reserves. Some of the cum from his last orgasm was still inside her, mixed with her juices. Another full load came bursting out. He filled her again, pumping hard until his knees trembled.
Too much sex was exhausting. It didn’t matter that Jonas could keep going and going like the Energizer bunny. After a while, they just had to take a break and catch their breaths. Both of them remained nude inside the tent, watching the waves come ashore. Jonas playfully squeezed his wife’s tits to occupy himself. They weren’t going to be this big when they returned to real life!
“Yoohoo!” someone called out from outside. “Anyone home?”
Jonas and Miranda gave each other a look of who the hell is that? Jonas grabbed his swim trunks and crawled outside while his girlfriend fetched her bikini. Two people were standing in the sand. One was a Hispanic man, and the other was a drop-dead gorgeous chick that could’ve easily been the cover model for the swimsuit issue of Sports Illustrated. Jonas couldn’t stop staring at her humongous tits.
“Okay, I know what you’re thinking,” the girl said. “That can’t be Matt. No way. Just look at those tits!”
Jonas’s jaw dropped. “Matt?”
The girl smiled. “In the flesh. Well, in the new flesh. Went all out this time. The whole package.” He pointed to his tits. “What do you think?”
“What do I think?” I think that’s
the hottest chick I’ve ever seen! But he couldn’t say that. Matt was his best friend from high school. A male friend. Yet that didn’t stop him from staring. Matt had traded out his old body for a petite girl that couldn’t have been any taller than five-foot-one. And his tits seemed to take up half his torso, constrained by a bikini top that might’ve been a size too small. The cleavage on display was mind-boggling. And the front of his crotch was as flat as any girl’s, enhanced by a thong bikini bottom that left little to the imagination. Hell, there was even a cameltoe. Jonas had a hard time believing that was really Matt in there. He was shorter than Miranda!
“Okay, don’t start drooling yet.” He came closer, his tits jiggling nonstop. “Brandy and I were taking a break … and we wanted to see what you two were up to.”
Jonas’s eyes shot to the Hispanic man. “That’s … that’s Brandy?”
“Si lo que realmente es.”
Matt burst into a fit of laughter. “Okay, so something really funny happened. Brandy wanted to be a Spanish hunk, right? Well, she also wanted to see if she could make some mental changes. Now she can’t speak English! But she still understands some of it.”
The man shrugged. “No hablo Inglés.”
Miranda joined them shortly after. Matt was obviously the biggest change of all, but she remarked on the Hispanic man before learning his true identity. “Hey, whose the hunk?”
“Sergio,” Matt said. “And he used to be Brandy.”
Her jaw dropped, just as Jonas’s had. “Holy shit.” Her eyes scanned him from top to bottom. “Not bad, Brandy. You’ve got some taste. How’s having a dick for a change?”
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