<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/3db4ae734cc561f3b9638f19985c66ce/tumblr_mnkl18ydJs1rkcdc7o1_250.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Layla</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>The Landing Pad</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Diah</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Speaking to Diah</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/>Layla's eyelids slowly began weaken. It appeared as if she was resisting a deep slumber, but, just as it seemed as if sleep was overtaking her, her eyes opened fully. To her, it felt as if she was instantly transported into a dream. Everything around her seemed misty, and she could no longer see anybody. The change was so rapid that it was hard for her to believe that this new world was anything but reality.<br/><br/>A voice began to echo from all around her. It sounded like a deity, and Layla couldn't determine where the voice was coming from. The tone was familiar... It was Diah. She wasn't mindless, but her memory and control over her thoughts was hazy and unreliable. A strange desire overwhelmed her entire body; it was the desire to relax and submit to the overwhelming voice. The human complied and let out a sigh as her body loosened and relaxed.<br/><br/>She felt another being take her hand into her own. Even though it felt as if she was outside of her own body, she could still feel every touching sensation with heightened vibrancy. It was a new level of higher ecstasy. A rush of cool wind brushed against her exposed womanhood. What was to happen? Her vision dimmed and slowly faded out.<br/><br/>To those around her, she was standing straight and appeared normal. She stayed quiet even as Diah began to tease her exposed sex. The pleasure sent Layla into a spiral of heavenly pleasure. She felt embarrassed as the voice commented on her hairy region, but the pleasure far out weighted the heightened sense of guilt.<br/><br/>Her hand suddenly reached for her exposed slit, as if drawn by a magnetic attraction. Two of her fingers slid into her body, and she began to prod at her insides. She let out a moan, and her free hand moved to rest shyly at her chin. She couldn't hear the others around her. All she could hear was the powerful voice that loomed over her. Seconds felt like hours, and it was magnificent.<br/><br/>The voice began to speak again. It told her what to do, and she nodded (in mind, not body) in response. The dream ended as suddenly as it began. Her eyes flickered, and she found herself back in the snowy wasteland. She couldn't remember anything, but she felt an overwhelming sensation tingle between her legs. "Oh!" She gasped, letting out a moan as her legs spread slightly and a splash of her juices drizzled from the hole in her suit. Embarrassed at her exposure, she swiped her hand across the opening to close it. Of course, she couldn't stop her body from releasing the tension. She squirted against the suit, dirtying and dampening her sex. She could feel eyes all around her. She covered her sex, but it was obvious that she had wet herself. Dollops of her cum littered the floor underneath her.<br/><br/>She wasn't normally bashful, but everything had happened so suddenly that it had caught her off guard. What had happened? It hurt to even think about it. The last thing she remembered was speaking to Diah... A sudden urge to work came over her, and it was strengthened by the notion that maybe the others would forgot about her escapade if things started rolling. She picked up a few objects and hurried to the carts. Her hands gripped around one of the larger carts, and she began to push forward, following the wave of others that were adjacent to her.