Yes, this is a weird, but true dream that I had.  

	

	My car flowed through traffic in the rush hour.  I was on my way to pick up something or another.  The light turned green, and I got to move forward and got to actually move, instead of inch by inch.  After what seemed like an eternity, my car, a 1980's beaten down Cadillac, rumbled its way to a stop in the college parking lot.  By this time, it was dark outside.  I opened the door, locked the car, and walked through the night into an unlocked door.  There were a few people about, but I made my way unmolested to the classroom where I work.

	I looked around, found whatever it was I was looking for, and walked out of the classroom and stumbled into a group of people.  It was weird, let me stress weird.  This group was like a mix between the 70's, and a bad sci-fi movie.  There was a man, with long wavy brown hair, bronzed skin, and a certain light to his eyes.  A born leader.  Next was a woman wearing a dusty orange jumpsuit.  She was beautiful, in a hippie innocent, yet naughty way, if you get what I mean.  She had porcelain white skin, long black hair, with long bangs, down to her grey eyes.  She had a slim figure, with a modest bust.  Another woman was in the group.  She also was wearing a jumpsuit, faded orange with bands of purple, blue, and green encircling her.  She was a stunner too, with reddish blonde hair, a full figure, and lush red lips.  Then a younger man, say about in his teens, with long blond hair, and a furtive suspicious glint in his eyes.  He was wearing faded jeans, and had an old style leather aviator jacket on.

	"Come with me," spake the leader.  He looked so serious, that I did.  All of us walked in step, to a building just behind my classroom.  He opened the door, and I found banks and banks of computers.  He led me to a corner of the room, where I found that two of the computers were on.  One displayed a screensaver, but the other computer had pictures from an online site.  I took a closer look at the pictures, and realized that they were all from the 1970's.  All were portraits of beautiful women and handsome men.  

	"You see here, this is our dating site to say.  We find pictures of candidates for our group, and give them a choice: join or die.  Our claim is fantastical, but if you believe it, you can live forever," he grandly proclaimed.  

	Of course, after that proclamation, he pulled out an old, but well taken care of 1911 Colt pistols, and pointed it at my head.  "What will it be for you?"

	I gasped.  "I'm in," I stuttered, not knowing the full truth of what I just committed myself to.  

	"Good, good.  I knew you were a smart lad," he said, with a cold gleam in his eyes.  He motioned with the gun for me to pull a tarp off something else in the corner.  Chink!  Chink!  I realized it was a ton, literally of coins.  "Help me get more coins, and I will see to it personally how I will show you to live forever."
	So, not knowing what else to do, I hacked into some bank sites and began to siphon amounts of money from others.  I only took amounts smaller than $100, so then it wouldn't be traced or raise suspicion.

	Next thing I know, something was pressed to my face, and I passed out.

						***

I woke up with a splitting headache.  I sat up, and realized I was wearing a long light blue robe, like one Merlin the magician would have worn.  There was a path in front of me, and as I got up, I realized that I was supposed to follow it.  The ground was squishy, and made me cringe in fear, as I was deathly afraid of snakes being here.  After crossing a particularly swampy bit of ground, I walked up a grassy knoll, and was met by the sight of red clay, and also the brunette and the leader talking amiably, while naked.  Wow!  He was well endowed indeed, and she had a nice bush, which just begged to be eaten.
"Ah!  There you are," he said.  "Come here, and I'll show you a secret."  He took a handful of red clay with his right hand, and smoothed it over his left forearm.  Almost immediately it melded with his skin, becoming muscle.  It was fascinating to watch, especially, with great care, he applied the clay to his fingers.  Finally, he even rubbed some on his hardened cock, and it swelled bigger too.

The brunette took some clay with her left hand, smelled it, and then began applying it to her legs, which made them even sleeker and more like a feline.  She grinned at me as she took more clay and rubbed it into her breasts, which made them grow slightly.  I noticed her bush getting darker, and then realized it was the oils from inside her that were like an aphrodisiac to the leader and me.  

I took some and added it to my arms and legs and abdomen, and made my body stronger.  I rubbed some clay into my hard cock, and watched with glee as it grew longer and wider.  I felt something growing in me as well, in that nether region, and guess it must be the sperm factory growing bigger.  Good!  I always had a fantasy of completely covering a woman with my sperm, and then licking it off her.  The brunette was a likely candidate for this fantasy.  I smiled.  

"Come on, lets have an orgy," he pleaded with the brunette.  She shook her head, but still he begged, at least until the other member of their group arrived, the luscious redhead.  My jaw dropped.  Her nude body was covered in strange symbols, but then a thought intruded into my head.  I made the clay into swirls, and instantly any girl or man I want is attracted to me, if I so desire it.  I know I desired it! Ha!  Her nipples grew long and hard, and I noticed the lips of her labia poking out.  I just about came in my hand.

***I'm sorry, but I don't remember the dream from then on.  I'm sure you can fill in the tasty parts.
