As he was on the edge of sleep, the sense of someone in very close proximity to him was enough to bring some awareness to Robert - and the sight that his half open eyes were greeted with snapped him to full wakefulness.

His vision was completely dominated by a pair of tits unlike any he'd seen. He'd often heard of large breasts being said to be "bigger than her head" - these things were too big to be compare to just a head. This had to be a dream.

Robert's eyes scanned up past the breasts to see what big tit model he was dreaming about and when his eyes caught the face of his sister's friend Sarah he decided this dream had taken a decidedly strange turn.

That was when he felt Sarah's arms carefully slide under him and lift him from the bed quite easily. This caused his eyes to flicker to first his own body - it appeared he was dreaming about himself much younger - then to the arms lifting him. This dream was even stranger now as he seemed to be dreaming about tomboyish Sarah as a muscle bound, mammoth breasted amazon.

"Hey, you woke him.", came the voice of Amanda from nearby.

"So much for putting him on the roof while he's still asleep.", Sarah mumbled to herself.