In my unconscious mind the image of Rachel came to the fore. How my mind managed this with images of Veronica swirling around I have no idea. But there she was - naked and beautiful as ever. As sexy as she looked when Veronica was overwhelming her. And that's when it began. A long, shapely, impossibly desirable leg snaked around Rachel's waist and then began to run down her legs caressing them with it's perfection. And before my eyes, that perfection bled into Rachel's amazing legs, taking them to the same awe-inspiring length and splendour. A hand and arm then came around Rachel's waist from each side and began trailing up her mid section.
Everywhere the hand touched was graced with the spectacular abs that would make a bikini model weep with envy. Further up they continued to briefly cup her full breasts, molding them into a march for Veronica's in every way - and then further up still they drew her arms above her head as one hand traced each arm to draw them out into the sexiest limbs I'd ever seen, save for the legs attached to the same torso.
And then the face of Veronica pressed through Rachel's own face, reshaping it in the devilishly sexy form that had so recently overwhelmed my senses with those blessed lips. The only trace of Rachel that remained was that the tresses flowing behind her head were a rich chocolate and not a midnight black. And when her eyes opened they were hungry and all consuming. They drew me to her faster than my legs could carry me and I found myself drawn into a passionate kiss I could not break despite it just being our lips pressed together.
I had dreamed Rachel into a form as desirable as Veronica, I thought with joy, as I felt her tongue assault my mouth with passion for but a moment before she broke the kiss and looked me deeply in the eyes and I realised that what looked back was no longer Rachel. My dreams of Veronica were so powerful I had just made Veronica herself a contagion inside my head - as I looked at my dream Rachel and knew that she would become this in reality when next I saw her. Each woman I saw would become Veronica...
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