I had returned her body to her bed and cleaned my limbs returning to the shape I had taken beforewith a heavy blush on my face as I looked at her.
When i noticed she was returning to consciousness I began.

"Ummm, hey Isabel... what the hell was that? We were talking about writing a story with that creature and all of a sudden you started acting strange... You sat down next to me started to take off your clothes and touching yourself... I.. I tried to leave you be but, I sort of broke the lock... couldn't get out... It was... was kind of tough to resist with you screaming out things like 'fuck me oh please oh please oh please'... I mean I can't go losing my job over a girl's unconscious begging... but, with everything you were dreaming I wrote quite a bit, gotta hand it to you you even dream genius."

I smiled nervously glancing at her nude fluid covered body pointing to her clothes in the corner. her sheets were soaked through and her floor was slick. I scratched my head a bit as I faked arousal. the broken latch in my hand held out for her to see.

Isabel gasped seeing Arith standing above her, a blush on his face and her body wet with her cream. She quickly hurried over pulling her clothes on blushing deeply, "I... um... I'm sorry I don't know what happened." she bit her lower lip, "Um... if it broke... I don't know how you can get out... maybe the window?"

"No need to be sorry; I know you wouldn't have done it if you could control it; Lets do this again sometime; just... you know... not with you going into multiple orgasms behind me. I guess I'll see ya when I see ya then."

I laughed nervously as i turned to the windows; my right eye shimmered slightly and it would feel as though something caressed her netherlipsand rubbed lightly against her clit.
"Until we meet again my dear erotic writer."
This time I used the rough voice; I could see her mind slightly confused trying to decypher which was the truth as I lept out the window; my gifts with her; my portrait; a story and a set of underwear... It was my last bit of fun with her, messing with people's mind is just oh so fun.

Isabel blushed and jumped lightly, her body sore from the multiple orgasms she's experienced. She nodded, a little confused as he left her room. She nibbled on her lower lip and looked down at her unusual underwear, wondering if what she'd experienced was a dream or reality.