(WARNING!!! This is a very long journal, so please make time to read if you can't right now).

Ok...I gotta to write these things down now before I forget. The first three I have are now easily engraved because I was already discussing them with a friend of mine the moment I woke up this moment. But the next few I just had from my nap...they're slipping away and I need to say them now before they are gone.

The first set came during my normal sleep, though the dreams didn't really come until after waking in the morning and then falling straight back to sleep again. The events of what transpired beforehand are now a distant memory I can no longer recollect, but the tasty bits I can remember just fine.

Sometime shortly after...whatever it was I had been doing...I decided I wanted to visit one of the coastal towns that had appeared close-by, simply leaping off a balcony and letting the wind glide me to the harbor district. One the Wharf docks I took a stroll passing by some shops and scenery until I decided I wanted to take a deep in the ocean off one of the docks. At first, I had no sense of modesty as I started to strip to my skinnies (though apparently I had 4 pair of shirts on which took a long time to remove all). As I was stripping I began to realize I might be in a dream and began to focus on my hand trying to make it change into a paw. I've been in a dragon mood as of late so I was giddy to see my hands turn green and reptilian in front of my eyes watching the scales spread down my arms. My scales weren't as hard as they should be though; by the time I felt my entirety of my skin become a lizard's hide it was more of a smooth and soft touch like you might think of a salamanders or so. It didn't bother me though as I started to pull down my jeans and let my growing tail loose.

My sense of modesty suddenly reared its ugly head when I began to take notice of the crowd watching me strip and change into a anthro lizard/dragon. The onlookers were nothing but women and they were beginning to giggle and laugh sheepishly. Seeing their faces and hearing them giggle at me brought back my nervousness, trying to pull my jeans back up to cover my crouch, though my jeans had turned into a bedsheet or towel and for some reason I had trouble keeping it covering my waist. Embarrassed; I took off towards the more constructed part of the shopping district where it started to change into the inside of a shopping mall I know a few towns away, dropping to all fours as panic pushed me to run faster. Busting through a heavy set of doors back to the outside where I really had be transported elsewhere to a more commercial district of a random town, my body suddenly got sore and tense and my mind felt like it was burning if not somewhat in a vice. I was continuing to change as my overall size grew a bit large and I lost my bipedal posture in favor of all four and a longer torso, sprouting wings and shapely-ier draconic head. My scales became more rough and rigid like the dragon hide I'm use too, roaring triumphantly as I stampeded through another crowd into the streets (not hurting anyone mind you), leaping into the air and beating my wings flying high into the air.

This dream continued for a bit longer as I simply just enjoyed flying, pushing higher above the clouds to hide from the eye of the city below. Above the clouds I discovered an assortment of multi-solid color creatures making their home on the clouds. Many of them were different looking dragons, but I glided by what looked like a blue Panther and red Lion in the middle of a argument. There was also this very large Billboard sign that had been built tall enough to pass through the clouds, though what it had said I couldn't remember.

That dream simply ended...and I 'woke up' into a new dream. It took me a moment to get my bearings, but I finally roused from my bed and carefully began to stumble about the room, which ended up not being my room at all. It was like a combination of my Sister's old room and my parents. The bathroom inside though was definitely my parents, and it looked like someone had been using the shower recently. Somehow I figured I was still asleep, appearing infront of the mirror as I concentrated on shapeshifting again. The dragon still wanted to be a part of me, so I went scaly again slowly, watching the details of my face swell and protrude as I watched my nose and mouth become one into a long draconic muzzle and my horns sprout above my forehead. Admittedly; it was freaky to see me like this, but the longer I looked over myself in the mirror, the more I found being a dragon very cool. However; the mood got killed quickly when I discovered my dad in the reflection of the mirror watching me from outside the bathroom. I could see him shake his head in disappointment as he slowly turned and walked away.

I tried to run after him to explain myself (though I don't think I could ever explain my interest to him without him suddenly feeling estrange to me). I ended up walking back into the hallway that lead to my room, once again having returned to my human self. I found a surprise waiting for me in the form of one of my coworkers sitting in my chair with his back turned to me in a gloomy state. When I asked him what was wrong and what he was doing here, he suddenly got up and turned me brandishing a small silver pistol waving it already in a erratic action. Something had set him off and I don't think it was originally about me, but I can't remember if I understood his ramblings. I tried to calm him down, but then he suddenly pointed the gun at me and took a shot, missing me by inches over my shoulder. Animal instincts took over as I started to snarl, feeling (this time) fur growing over my body and my clothes tearing apart as I changed into a large werewolf, lunging at my coworker and knocking him down to the floor. He tried to shoot me again but missed once more. I grabbed the pistol with my massive wolf paw, glancing at the tiny thing before tossing it like a Boss. The last bit I remembered was me howling and munching down on my buddies shoulder tearing him apart (I gather anyways). That bit was somewhat...shocking...and I suppose that's why I woke up for real and ended my dreams there.

And now we get into my next slew of dreams; ones that I had while take an 1hr and 30min long nap (After having a large burger and garlic fires meal I suffered from the worst case of food coma ever...that it the muggy cloudy hot weather probably wasn't doing me any favors either).

It took a while before I went into REM sleep, but when I did I started realizing I was going places other than my bed (and on occasion waking up in someone else's bed). This is where my memory is started to degrade as must of the first half was forgettable. However; when the TF parts started I was apparently a cop in pursuit of a reckless driver attempting to get him to pull over. Strangely though; I think we were both just going the speed limit the entire time, and apparently its hard to find good place to park in my dream (either that or it was something else I witnessed). On top of that; I started getting the feeling the other car was trying to Pull Me over and had its own police lights flashing from time to time (....Que? ). When we finally found a spot to park and as I was about to call it in to the station, I discovered the driver was my current boss at work and the mood quickly shifted from adrenaline slow-paced action to simply chillin' and casual. Guess there wasn't any hard feelings for whatever vehicular crime my boss committed.

Leaving him behind and staying out towards a familiar shopping district in my town...something just clicked like before and I realized something was abnormal. I quickly dropped to all fours and started running towards a corner and just...running. I felt it was my inner cat coming out as I felt my long tail and whiskers coming out in the middle of the run. Unfortuanately; it didn't last too long as that part of the dream ended there.

When I "woke up" I was in my room, but it was slightly rearranged and that clicked that I was still asleep...and a certain fancy from my last dreams called out to me again. I went to my window to look out into the street, still muggy and hot like I left it but also a bit clearer and sunnier. I backed up and began to strip as began to concentrate on my making my window larger and opening up so I didn't crash through glass or mesh. I took a deep breath and in seconds (awww....but neat) my body had gone back to being my scaly dragon self wings unfurled and letting out a elated roar. I rushed to the open window and let my wings do its work being lifted high and soaring over the rooftops of my neighborhood. Gosh...everything is just so...free when I get to fly in my dreams (wings or no wings). I got to enjoy curising the sky's for a minute...until it just ended again.

I find that I have poor luck on maintaining focus on my Lucid Dreams once they get to a point (the point of awesomeness), but I never seem to have too much issue going back or trying something new before I really wake up.

With that; I "woke up" again, but this time in my parents room on their bed. I was a bit confused until it clicked very easily again that I was still asleep. I was a bit surprised how fast I was able to go into Lucid Dream mode in the middle of a short nap (Then again, I was going out of it when I decided to take said nap). I tossed the covers, already nude, and rushed to my parent's window. It was...quite small, and my concentration to make it larger wasn't working. So I went to the opposite end of the bedroom where there was two doors to separate closets and a tall vanity mirror in the center. Somehow I managed to warp the structure to spread apart and form another door, but I was afraid to open it at first because something felt...wrong, more wrong than my dream world was. I set the wall back to normal until I started hearing voices coming from outside the room (just normal chatter probably coming from outside my bedroom; my street is busy sometimes). I decide to take my chance and rewarp the wall entering through the secret door.

Inside that secret was a massive closet, like a old-cobblestone and wood warehouse where long forgotten closet clothes go to when they are unwanted. I sift through all the plastic-jacket wrapped hanging dresses and jackets trying to guide myself out of this maze this warehouse became. I then discover the reason why I had such a foreboding feeling about this place; hearing chatter again, but this time from a demonic cackling voice I recognized from a cult horror movie I recently saw the Remake from. It was a Deadite; and it was hunting me. I couldn't see if it had a physical form nor really pinpoint from which direction it was coming from, so I began to sprint the rest of the maze hoping I could outrun it. I finally reach a large wooden medieval door with one of those iron circular knobs and locks...and I cannot open it. And the Deadite decides to get closer just I reached the finish. I do notice there is a open window sill by the top left of the door where I could see the streets of the outside world, but the damn thing is too small. I could crawl under it, but the effort would take too long before the damn monster found me.

So I decided to fight monster with monster, seeing how this was my dream...and nightmares are NOT WELCOMED. Being a dragon has become the staple of my dreams today, so I grinned and began to transform into my scaly self again, growling as my forming draconic mouth began to let out smoke feeling flames spit from my maw. By the time I finally saw the Deadite rush at me in its ghostly-state and beady yellow eyes, I exhaled and blasted a long wave of fire into the damn thing which seemed to work, hearing the bastard screaming as I start to see actually physical flesh burning and peel off. I had fully transformed into my anthro dragon form once I finished my flame dousing, looking over the shrived curled up trembling corpse of a Deadite having enough. I felt like a BOSS. That proud feeling got awkward when I found my dad had followed me into the warehouse maze and saw what I had become (not certain if he caught what I had just done to the Deadite). He looked...confused (much like in my earlier dreams...symbolism? ). I was too nervous to stick around and evaded to the narrow window sill, finding it not as small as I once remembered as I slide through easily enough, getting to my hindpaws and leaping into the air with my wings beating hard and fast to get away as quickly as possible.

Again...the dream ended abruptly again, and I found myself "awake" in my parent's bedroom...AGAIN! I wasted no time jumping out of bed and vacating the room heading for my bedroom. But this time, I was really caught by surprised. Just as I exited the door I glanced down the stairs into the living room and found I had company. Characters/bad guys from Naruto: Shippuden which were members of the Akatsuki (Red Moon) gang were waiting and approaching the stairs. I can remember that Hidan, Pain Tendo, Tobi/Madara (I hear there's more to that guy so don't spoil please) and I think Deidara were there. There was another member I never seen before shrouded in fiery black, and this one gave me the creeps the way it looked at me with that menacing smile. I didn't give them the chance to waltz up to me as I ran for my bedroom, once more quickly changing into my draconic self and, this time, not waiting to warp my window for a painless and non-mess exit. But the bastards still followed me somehow managing to fly as well, so I had to go into battle. Out of nowhere; the Akatsuki managed to get Axel from Kingdom Hearts on their side and most of my fight was with him. It nearly got epic as we clashed for a long time, heading into a downward spiral as I got a hold of Axel in a death grip and took a nosedive towards the earth, preparing to drop the sucker hard once I got near the surface in a ultimate dragon pile-driver.

And....the dream didn't just end...it ended with Axel suddenly nuzzling my neck...and then turning into Allie; this tiny little adorable black cat that belongs to a friend of mine (whom I got to help cat-sit with another friend while the owner was away camping). THAT managed to knock me out of dreamville where I really woke up moments ago just...astonished at all the dreams I managed to have in 1hr from a fricken NAP! AWESOME!!!

And that's pretty much it. I honestly must say I have never had this many Lucid transformation dreams before in my life. Now if only I can find a way to keep this trend going...*goes to contemplate on the matter*