OK, so here’s a good one. I dreamed that space aliens kidnapped and impregnated me (I was in a kind of third-person semi-omniscient perspective). So, here was the narrative:
In my house (Judson street, but it changed throughout the dream), there was a knock or ring at the door. I opened the door, even though someone told me not to, and two big guys grabbed me, one slinging me over their shoulder. I tried to fight back and get away, but they were too strong or too fast or what-have-you. Anyway, they successfully got me subdued, and explained that they needed a host in order to reproduce. Basically, they were going to use me and another woman to impregnate me with their offspring. This was nice and terrifying, and we went to this little cabin for the, um, procedure.
OK, the process was extremely bizarre, so if it makes no sense to you, don’t worry about it too much. It was a dream, after all.
First, one of them took on the skin of the other woman (this worked similarly to putting on a wetsuit, about which there was much discussion in the middle of my dream). The alien then put some kind of secretion into a bin (about the size of a foot bath– you’ll find out why in a second). The other one put its secretion into the same bin, where it commingled. Then, it invaded my skin and got into close contact with the other one by, well, sitting on her.
The alien put my feet into the foot bath, which was warm and relaxing. I was still terrified, though, since I didn’t know if this experience was going to kill me or not (I mean, they were already taking my skin, you know). After a while, they deemed it done.
There was a time jump, and it was a long time later (I don’t now if it was 6 months or 2 years– it changed during the dream). The other woman’s spouse was fairly accepting of the experience, but mine was really pissed off about it. You would be too if your wife were carrying someone else’s baby, even if it were from an alien. The other woman was not the one carrying the offspring, I might add, only me.
The aliens came back for the delivery, which I thankfully did not have to experience in the dream. But there was a big row between my husband and them over this whole thing. Meanwhile, the other woman was indicating she’d like to go through the whole thing again– and I, of course, was horrified.
Incidentally, I think this would clean up to a half-decent science fiction piece eventually….
