Ivana

La Fée Verte Part 5

Added 2022-08-08 05:24:33 +0000 UTC

Zoey bolted upright in the couch, feeling the cold air rush over her. Every square inch of her skin tingled and arced with energy as she blinked in confusion. Rubbing her forehead, she absentmindedly tugged her dress back into place.

“What a dream…” She said softly. Her vision cleared, she was still in her living room. The right shoulder of her dress shifted once again. Frowning, she grabbed hold of the garment and yanked it back into place.

Her eyes exploded, and the room came into sharp focus. Her arm was still moving upwards, gliding along the length of her arm, the dress draping her shoulder limply. Letting it go, she felt it slide off her shoulders once more.

The book she’d been reading earlier that day lay on the glass stand nearby, every knick and crinkle exactly as she remembered it, but totally alien. Her feet were bare, wriggling nearly out of view. Yards of tightly woven, navy blue, marquette patterned fabric nearly covered them completely. The sounds of her apartment were totally drowned by the blood surging through her ears. She could feel the fabric of her panties hanging limply between her thighs.

“No way…” She whispered, taking stock of her now enormous home. “This is impossible…”