Good Evening,

Here is Part 2 of my dreams from last night. Hope you liked reading Part 1. The next part of my dream does include adult material. Please read at your own discretion.

Friday 29th December 2017 (Part 2)

I dreamed I was with my best friend. I was in a bath with her. I had a one eyed water snake appear between my legs. It was rubbing up and down against me. Then my friend proceeded to put something inside me. I thought it was a one eyed water snake. Turned out it was a prosthetic hand that had two thumbs and two middle fingers. She said it had to be held in a certain way to ’use it’ One of the thumbs had a bottom bit that looked like a scrotum!

I dreamed I was at my mother in law’s house. It was Christmas. My brother in law put his new baby on me. She was in a white, shallow, plastic container. She smelled like poo! I said ”How cute!” whilst trying not to breathe. Then I picked up the container and gave it back to my brother in law. Afterwards I was in the kitchen with my sister in law. There was a table full of chocolate. There were chocolate animals and decorations. One of the chocolates looked like a cockerel. I said to her ”I’ve found a chocolate cock!”

I was on a fairground ride that spins. I saw a guy I haven’t seen for 6 years. He was manning the ride. He was making kebabs with tonnes of cucumber. I said to him I didn’t want cucumber. I wanted avocado.

Finally I dreamed I was at an Italian restaurant. I ordered a cheese dish but they said they ran out of cheese. Everyone else was being served and occasionally a waiter would bring me a small plate of food. After a while, a waitress approached me and gave me a small slice of moussaka.

Well Steemit. This dream was very weird. I have no idea why I was being seduced with mens bits or something to represent one! Then to dream I called a piece of chocolate one for that matter! My best friend appeared again! I do love my food. Maybe that’s why I dreamed about wanting it all the time. Who knows? Well I hope you enjoyed the read anyway.

If you enjoyed this dream, why not read my diary.