Levelmaker

I felt like I hadn't written an exchange of dreams and beautiful flowers in over a month, and I decided to write because I couldn't stand it anymore.

The stage is Earth.

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"Ayumu!

"What?

I broke into the dream room through the window and hugged her. A dream holds me back. But I didn't break into my dream room to flirt today. I came to see something. Yes... I came to see "Sweet dreams" itself. It is a well-known fact that dreams are as cute as legendary, even if they are girls, as opposed to looking like girls. Seriously, having a full bruise, the dream is about to die from cum from the back of my chest. Even a real girl.

And it's my privilege to be able to manipulate such a dreamy cutie to some extent. Of course because it's her, I've been using the position of childhood taming to brainwash her so that it's okay to make her dress up and wear something of a girl's hobby for a long time... I've raised her instead of. It's up to me to try to cum today when I see such a dreamy cutie. The best luxury, singling out the cuteness of dreams.

"Dream on, dress cute! That's why I'm here today!

"What! Isn't that tight?

"Fine - let me cum! Cum!"

"I wasn't just asked to do an angelic fluffy outfit together for a photo shoot on a day before yesterday in anasm. Not that one?

"That was cute enough to be nosebleedy, too, but not enough! I want the cuteness of my dreams!!

"Hmm, well, it's been a long time over here, and let's go. Oh, it's been a long time since I've been on the run? Do you have any clothes or accessories you'd like me to come to?

I used to lend them the clothes I wore, but now I can go to anasm and change my outfit freely, so this is what I started hearing in my dreams. Convenient when fashion is free. Without a doubt, I've really become a girl, and thanks to anasm, my dreamy feminine dressing habits have accelerated. The letter of resistance is gone.

"Looks like a bikini. Cloth Area Chi Sa Natsu"

"I'm not Alim now, so let's not do that. Because you're a man, not on Earth."

"I thought I'd wear the same for you if you wore it, but, well, I can't help it. I'm looking for cuteness now. I'll ask for manhood another time."

"Ugh, yeah. I like that."

"Then in the uniform within for now. Look, you can wear mine."

"When you do this, you ask for a uniform."

"I knew it wasn't an iron plate?

"Oh well."

I used to lend my uniform when I worshipped the cute look of my dreams before we dated. My height is about 15 centimeters different from my dreams, but if I can't, I'll be in for my dreams, right? Don't think it's because it's the girl's skeleton itself, including her dreams and shoulder width.

... Speaking of which, uncle here... someone who should say my future father-in-law said to himself, "I tend to think of myself and my dreams as just men with abnormally high female hormones, but after a little research, they're actually different". "The correct answer is a condition where a male organ is attached to the body of a woman with no breast growth. spirit and only it is a man. I mean, 70% are really women as they look. Human mutation"... Oh, but was that a dream? I couldn't hear you very well from the eavesdropping, and I'm not sure because I was sleeping. Well, even if this is true, it sticks.

"... what are you so confused about?

"Oh, no, hey. Looking forward to seeing the cute look of my dreams."

"Really? Then I'll get dressed, so turn around."

"No, I'm watching you sniff my uniform."

"You just want to see me change."

"Yeah, 'cause I really rather want you to smell it"

"Mnh! Eyes meditate. Turn around anyway!

Magic or something forced me to close my eyes. But unfortunately, I've earned my skills in sneak fluoroscopy. To take a dream bath or something to peek at. That's why I glance at my eyelids and change my dreams. This is survival, eye medicine. I knew it was in my hobby to peek at the cute girl getting dressed. Well, if there's a dream and I disagree with the position, it's a case where there's a dream that's going to be arrested.

"I wore it! You can open your eyes!

"... Ha, ha, ha... cute...!

"You've been pretty craving, you're crazy, you're usually doing the same thing with anasm. Oh, I think I'm drooling. Well, I'm not mad at you because you're a beautiful flower."

"Hehe, here, tip your little neck! Go for it! Wow, come near me! Something like that. Dialogue, please!

"Yes, sir."

He had dreams just like I ordered. Very much so. I can't help it because I've been making you say this for a long time. By the way, when a dream behaves like a first-born child, someone with a relationship below what can also be called a tolerant body, such as me or Sho, will always be haunted, young and old. It was tough when I dressed as a maid at the cultural festival. That's already catastrophic. I had a sea of nosebleeds.

Oh, let's get made-up clothes next.

"How'd it go?

"It's still too cute. I knew you were a hundred million times cuter than me."

"That's not true! Give me something, cousin. I'll make your face bright red and prove it to you!

"Even if it's like that for my first dream, it tells me that dreams are absolutely adorable. Next time, please dress as a maid."

"Well, let's do this, me and Miho, get made-up clothes and have a fight with each other. You better lose because of your cuteness!

"Funny, isn't it? Fine, let's do it!

Me and the dreamy hot battle began. No way, just until I rode because I want you to think I'm cute for dreams too. By the way, the results were a match.