It was a gloomy, rainy day, and I was driving slowly through the country, taking my usual route home from work. At one point, I stopped and got out to look at a castle that I spotted off in the distance. The castle was on an island, surrounded by a moat that had an ornate bridge that crossed it.
After staring at it in the pouring rain like a total weirdo, I got back in the car and drove the rest of the way home, all moist. I. WAS. SO. MOIST.
The moment I got home, I suddenly felt distressed and had an urgent feeling that I was supposed to go back to the castle. So, I sped back in the rain. The road was slick, and I lost control of my vehicle and crashed into a large old tree that was near the castle's bridge, totaling my 2011 Ford Escape.
Mostly unscathed, I got out and limped across the bridge and went inside the main entrance door, which was wide open. Once inside, the door closed behind me on it's own. I explored the castle, which had a modern interior with pineapple-themed decor and exotic plants.
I found myself in a large room that was being used as a gym, and there were familiar faces there. Still moist from being in the rain, several women came up to me with portable fans and blew air on me, and BEHOLD! I was dry in under a minute.
They invited me to join them in their hip thrust exercise routine. Aroused AF by their beauty and warmth, I obliged.
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... Afterword, more people began showing up, and we were being shown how to do various exercises. Huddled around in a circle, I saw my soulmate. She came up to me, and I could see she looked like a disaster had befallen her. Her hair was chaotic, and her overall appearance was distressed.
We decided to be alone, so we went into the showers. She got naked, and so did I. Her body was covered in deep scars, which were healing slowly, but were surrounded by black and blue bruising. Despite her current state, her spirits seemed high.
Upon seeing her tortured state, I grew increasingly and justifiably angry as she explained that her abusive ex had caused her to be in a catastrophic car crash on the way to the gym, and that's why I hadn't seen her there in a while.
Both naked and vulnerable, we embraced in the shower, and I took a bar of soap and washed her scars, and my anger subsided as I saw her bruising dissipate and happiness return to her.
Then I woke up. THE END.