The strong light blinded Helena's vision as she was bound in an uncomfortable position.
She heard voices around her speaking in encrypted tones, saying:
"She has awakened."
"introduce yourself."
"Who are you?"
Suddenly, from behind Helena's head, a person leaned toward her face a person whose face had been flayed until his evil skull protruded, looking more like a demon's skull than a human one. Its color was like dried blood, with crimson eyes, and that skin and flesh had been affixed in the shape of an inverted star like the one Helena was bound to. Then he said in a deep voice as if speaking from his belly:
"We are the ones who ask the questions."
His appearance terrified Helena because Mark had never seen such disfigurement in reality. He didn't know whether to identify as Mark or as Helena; from the intensity of his terror, he didn't dare ask again and said fearfully:
"My name... my Earth name is Mark; my name here is Helena..."
Another voice said, sounding like a distorted woman's:
"How did you die on planet Earth?
And what did you see before waking up in Helena's body?"
"I died during a strong earthquake, and I saw nothing; it was like waking up from sleep during sleep paralysis with difficulty breathing."
"Have you heard of the Great Filter?"
"Yes, in this world."
Silence fell, then suddenly:
"Well, O great Aeons, what is your opinion on this failed experiment?
Who wants us to dispose of this failed experiment?
...
Who wants to keep it alive?"
Suddenly, the strong lights turned off, and normal lights came on. The scene began to clarify after a short while. A girl around Helena's age approached, with black hair in bangs and a ponytail, innocent purple eyes that indicated she wasn't an ordinary human, and a lustful, enticing body. But instead of wearing revealing clothes, her outfit was somewhat modest clothes that outlined the curves of her enticing body but didn't expose the skin, tied with black straps around her torso, and below a short red skirt with a netted pant underneath.
Helena's heart, which wasn't in her chest, pounded so hard that Sophia felt it. The veins swelled with blood , blood as sweet as drinking water after a marathon in the desert. Helena was stunned by her and stammered:
"Are you human or an angel... I mean, who are you?"
She replied in a warm, innocent voice:
"I'm Jaspen; I'll be your colleague."
Helena's ecstasy and happiness increased.
She released Helena's bindings, who sat up and said:
"Thank you."
She looked around, and the place seemed strangely familiar. It was some kind of vast sacrificial chamber.
She saw guards armed with modern firearms compared to the world where she had lost consciousness.
"Excuse me, Jaspen, what is this place?"
"Hmm, guess what."
"A dream?"
"Correct; you're dreaming, and this place is called Pleroma."
"But I feel like I'm awake!"
"This place is called Collective Dreams, and it's a small part of what's called the Dream Core. You, me, and everyone here are asleep in reality and communicating through this dream."
"Wow, that's amazing."
"Yes, an amazing discovery reached by the inhabitants of this world... Let me take you on a tour inside the palace."
They left that eerie hall and entered the Gothic atmosphere inside the palace... Red carpets, black furniture, lamps shaped like skulls, hanging animal heads, statues of demonic creatures...
"Jaspen, I want to ask you about that person with the flayed face... How did he stay alive?"
"That's one of the Archons; it's a rank below Aeons, and they are their spokespeople.
That's not his real form, but just an avatar to avoid recognition."
"Can you change your shape in this world?!"
"Yes, but you need enough Egrinoric Energy to affect the world."
"And what's that?"
"Something like EXP in video games, and it's also the currency of Collective Dreams. Let me show you something exciting."
Jaspen snapped her fingers, and they instantly transferred to a room that looked like a gym with a spongy floor...
"What are we going to do here?"
"We're going to transfer outside this world."
She said that while opening one of the lockers there...
Helena saw under the short skirt Jaspen's underwear wedged between the cheeks of her thick, wrapped-in-net ass, so she felt her cock awaken, but tried to banish the thought from her mind. She came and handed Helena a necklace to put around her neck.
Helena held it and stared at it for a long time an ordinary necklace in the shape of two curved pentagrams forming a sphere trapping a crystal ball inside. An ordinary necklace, but it evoked feelings of nostalgia in helena feelings of Anemoia[1] making his mind wander a bit until Jaspen snapped her fingers, saying:
"I think this necklace was taken from one of the intruders; anyway, keep it; it's what will keep you alive."
"Where are we going?"
She replied while putting on one of the rings:
"You'll see... The Dream Core is the place where all your dreams come true. Come on, let's transfer to another forum."
"I don't understand all these terms."
"The Dream Core is the general name, divided into Collective Dreams places where you meet other dreamers and Deep Dream Core, a high-dimensional realm where humans can't immerse their entire bodies or it would kill them.
Inside Collective Dreams, there are forums; they're like game servers. Each forum has fans, whether fantasy worlds or sci-fi—all exist."
"I can't stop being amazed every second."
"Hhh, yes, the place here is better than planet Earth. Come on, let's do some warm-up."
"Why?"
"To transfer between forums, you have to do glitches. Come on, do like me."
Jaspen started by taking off her netted pants under Helena's gaze, and then lowered her underwear. Helena was surprised and said nervously:
"Wh... what are you doing?!!"
"Oww, I'm sorry; this is necessary. This glitch only works this way."
She removed her thong, then it disappeared from her hand:
"Fine, Jaspen, I want to participate, but I'm wearing pants, not a skirt."
Jaspen said:
"Do you allow me to remove your clothes?"
"Hmm... y.. yes."
With a snap of fingers, Helena's all-black clothes transformed into a Sailor Fuku in black, adorned with red patterns and ribbons, revealing part of Helena's belly. But the most nerve-wracking was the black skirt that put Helena's cock in a tight space for movement without exposing it, and which also revealed part of her massive ass.
Helena was surprised; she tried to pull the skirt down a bit to hide the bottom of her ass that was about to show and the cock where the slightest movement or erection would cause an embarrassing disaster. She said in a surprised voice:
"The skirt is way too short."
She replied while trying to do a Wheel pose:
"You have to get used to it."
"Now, why this move?
I don't think I'm flexible enough to do it."
"It's necessary... Any disc slip or muscle tear will lead you straight to Gorecore, and believe me, that place is worse than hell."
Helena bent her back backward; her head hit the ground, then she lifted herself with her arms.
"Wow, it's easier than I expected; I can't believe I'm this flexible."
"Yes, the muscle composition here is different."
Jaspen stood and tried spreading her legs and splitting them to 180 degrees.
Helena felt she couldn't do it; she tried, and her legs opened easily.
When her balls touched the cold floor, it stimulated her cock, and it began to erect.
She tried to hide it by lying on her stomach; she felt that created a humid environment. She felt it swelling over her belly and making its way under her shirt.
Helena didn't know what to do; if she got up, her not fully erect cock would come out from under her shirt and fall like a muscle mass weighing 10 kilograms, making a scandalous sound.
Jaspen said:
"It's okay, Helena... I know you're Futanari from the color of your crimson eyes... I'm also a Diva; take your ease with me."
Helena lifted herself, and her cock came out from under her shirt and fell like an anaconda, making a thud on the spongy floor. Jaspen said unconsciously from the intensity of her amazement at its size:
"Oh my God... I mean, let's continue the exercise."
Jaspen stretched her muscles and felt sexual arousal in her breasts, feeling her wet vagina expanding to depths it hadn't reached before. Helena noticed Jaspen's protruding nipples and her pouring sweat, then Jaspen brought her legs together and stood with flushed cheeks, feeling embarrassed by the shape of Helena's half-erect cock protruding from under her skirt, and said:
"Let's finish this... Come on, Helena, imitate me and don't worry; your imaginary bones will help you."
Jaspen crossed her legs and lowered her torso downward, revealing a gap between her legs. Helena imitated her, then Jaspen did a Wheel pose and walked on her hands until she grabbed her legs, saying:
"Try to maintain your balance; things will become surreal after this stage.
Now focus on my words.
You'll close your eyes, and I'll count from one to three, and when I say three, we'll enter the tight gap we created with our legs. When you enter, feel your surroundings with your aura; inside, you'll feel a handle try to pull it with your tongue.
Focus; we must not observe each other in this position that's very dangerous. Just do it without thinking; your body made of dream matter will help you.
If you don't know what to do, stay in place; your body will tear if you exit.
Do you understand?"
"What I have to do is imitate you, and when you reach the number 3, I'll push my torso into the gap between my feet while my eyes are closed and pull the handle inside, then what?"
"Yes... You'll see now; imitate me."
Helena imitated her with difficulty, trying to maintain her balance.
"Fine, one, two, three."
Helena inserted her torso, feeling a strange sensation as if she had no bones. She felt the space between her legs and sensed a handle about a meter and a half from her head.
She used both hands to push her torso in an impossible way and extended her long tongue, trying to reach it. She grabbed it and pulled suddenly.
"BK"
She and Jaspen transferred to another place.. a place where dragons were in the sky and everyone had pets.
It was the fantasy kingdom.
Helena didn't care about her slightly erect cock lifting the skirt and showing to everyone underneath; instead, she marveled at the place, saying:
"But how?"
"It's a glitch discovered to travel between our forum and the one of the fantasy forums."
Helena replied joyfully:
"Waw, a whole world inside dreams... Yes, I knew a place like this exists... Hmm, why did we come here?"
"You know, it's a tour; I'm just showing you the place."
"Fine."
Helena's cock began to return to its size, and they continued their walk, admiring the shapes of the buildings reminiscent of the Renaissance era, ground with distinctive bricks for each area, strange hills, the giant palace of King FableKeeper, adventurers' guilds, the registry building almost the size of the palace, the courts area, markets dealing in Egrinoric Coins.
"Helena, let me show you something that will blow your mind."
They headed to the restaurant...
"Order whatever you want; you're my guest."
"Huh, does imaginary food even fill the stomach?"
"Who knows."
Helena ordered ordinary things a burrito with a burger while Jaspen ordered a assortment of weird grilled kebab like rainbow colors but with an addictive smell.
The taste of the burger and burrito was delicious but ordinary. Jaspen said:
"Why did you order ordinary things?"
"I didn't want to adventure."
"Take, try."
With the first kebab piece, the taste celebrated in Helena's mouth; this food was more beautiful than anything she'd tasted on planet Earth. From the intensity of her emotion, she stood involuntarily from her place, saying in a loud voice with an ecstatic face:
"I want more of... of..."
She didn't know the dish's name. All the seated people stared at her. Jaspen felt cringe and covered her face in embarrassment, saying:
"Just sit and control your emotions."
"Sorry, but this taste... What's the name of this thing?"
"Grilled Rainbow, but will you pay for it?"
Helena shrank, so Jaspen continued, saying :
"No problem, but you owe me this one."
Meanwhile, in a distant corner of that restaurant, Sayorin noticed Helena and said to Rory:
"Did you see that?!!
Helena is still alive; she managed to get out of that world."
"Yes, she looks like her, but isn't she a bit taller?"
"We won't know until we check."
[1] a person's nostalgia for a past they never lived