My recent pregnancy dream got me thinking about something: When I was a teen, I had a gf and we had a mutual friend who later came out as gay. One day, and I think it was completely out of the blue, he asked, if one day we (me and my gf) were still together and decided to have kids, and if it were possible for me to have the pregnancy, what we would think about it. I said I wouldn't be interested, which was sincere but I also found the idea unsettling. He then mused that given pregnancy required massive doses of female hormones it would probably be a bad idea even if possible.
I dreamed the other night, for the second time in my life that I was pregnant, although I think I was still mostly male (I'm not sure what I was wearing, although I think it was a dress, and no idea what my genitalia were like) and I think had no breasts. I was frantically looking for a particular woman I wanted to ask for advice (why this particular woman I don't know irl and not any other woman who had been pregnant, I don't know - bizarrely, I pictured her naked - an attractive, curvy black woman).
I've been thinking of writing a story around the following idea: A seemingly normal teen guy is in the closet about liking guys, and one day at a camp or a sleepover a horny gay teen seduces him and tops him. Over the next couple of months, the protagonist's body changes in unexpected ways - breast growth, swollen belly and he gets morning sickness. Eventually a doctor diagnoses him as pregnant. He's shocked to discover part of him is actually pleased. He keeps the baby and his body keeps changing. At the end of the story, s/he's nursing the baby.
I had a dream in which I was taking part, probably not completely voluntarily, in some sort of medical experiment which involved creating a baby with genetic material from three different people, me and two women, I think. I'm not sure what the purpose of the project was, and I think the baby was incubated somehow rather than implanted in somebody's womb. Anyway, in the dream I asked the people in charge if I could breastfeed the baby myself, implicitly asking them to give me lactating breasts, and it seemed that the request could and would be granted, but I woke up.
I've been thinking of an idea for a story, inspired by a dream I had: Several people (or at least two, a man or a woman) are kidnapped by aliens. The humans are adequately clothed and fed, but the aliens, because they reproduce asexually or whatever reason, are interested in experiments regarding sexuality and gender. One day the main male character wakes up to find his genitalia missing, while the main female character finds her clit has been replaced by a penis.
I had some rather unsettling dreams last night (and also the night before, but those ones didn't have anything to do with gender issues) - it was a series of dreams and they had to do with some sort of organizations of aliens (though they looked human). There wasn't a very clear plot to my dreams, but they involved being trapped in various ways, having to do with this alien organization.
Say by magic you're in something that resembles a departmental store, alone, and all the items are feminine - and you can pick, say, 5 items, you will spend say a week in a body (and life) that matches each item, and at the end, you could choose from one of those 5 lives to keep - for example, if you pick a little girl's dress you'll turn into a little girl, if you pick a bra you'll be a woman of that cup size, if you pick some diapers you'll turn into a baby girl, if you pick a nursing bra you'll be a nursing mother of that size, if you pick a wedding dress you'll be a bride, if you pick a
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