I woke up and found out I’m invisible… [M20]

[College] [freeuse] [ignored] [fantasy]

(My first full text I’m posting, so criticism is appreciated)

TW: mild objectification

Part 1

It’s been eight days now. It feels atrocious, weird. At first I wondered if I had died or something, but I don’t think that’s the case. Don’t really remember what happened, but now I’m here, wherever that might be.
It must be some kind of curse, I don’t know. Probably just a very, very realistic dream. That also lasts for over a week, and in which I have ten fingers, and can read perfectly.You’re probably wondering what the hell I’m talking about, I’m not going to waste more time.
I’m in some kind of spooky alternate reality, where I can interact with stuff, but people have no idea that I’m here. (Don’t worry this makes just as little sense to me as it does to you.)

At first I was purely confused, and I still am for that sake, then I started painting the whole picture together.
Sunday was when it happened. I woke up like usual, took a shower, and got dressed. Something didn’t feel right though. It did not get any better once I looked in the mirror and saw a pair of floating shorts and a t-shirt.
Saying I had a panic attack for about 3 seconds would be correct. Small understatement, but correct.
I wondered how I would go about this. At this point I thought I was only invisible, but maybe they could still hear me? I was about to leave my apartment when I realised most people would be pretty perplexed by a set of hovering clothes, so I went with the next best option. Yes, you guessed it: going outside totally naked.
It’s warm this time of year, so the temperature wasn’t a big deal, but it still felt VERY unusual to say the least.
By the course of the next week I would just walk around trying to figure out my situation and maybe what happened. Here’s some of the things I found or didn’t find out:

I can’t communicate with people in any way whatsoever. I tried speaking to them, writing stuff, physically disturbing them. Anything.

People will ignore anything I do and play it off as a coincidence. Nothing I do can make people realize that something is off. I can physically touch them and they won’t even register that something is happening.

I don’t feel the need to eat, drink, sleep, go to the bathroom, or do any other necessity. I scraped my knee too the other day, except I didn’t apparently? There didn’t seem to be any difference to the skin texture at all. I think I might technically be immortal?

I can see myself. When I look down on my hands for example, nothing seems out of the ordinary, but in reflections or photographs I’m just not there.

I still have no idea what caused this, how I get back, or what I want to do with the information above.

That brings me to today, monday. Gonna try to go to school today and see what happens because why not. I do have a plan I want to try.
So far it seems as if there is noone else that has suddenly disappeared, at least to my concern. There are just as many people as usual, minus me.

I walk down the hall and enter my destination. The womens locker room. My plan is simple. Wait until the sports class is getting ready, and then its showtime.
I wait until I hear distant voices and footsteps outside getting closer. This would be the WORST possible time to become visible again.The girl chatter gets louder, and finally the door handle turns, opening the door. 13 twenty-year-old and 4 nineteen-year-old girls stream in and start getting their stuff. This is really happening.
I look around, nobody is even suspecting that I’m here. One after the other they start changing, and it must have been my lucky day, because they were swimming today. Jeans, sweatpants, shorts and other leggings fell to the floor in slow motion, as the others pulled their hoodies, jumpers and singlets. My stomach starts to feel tingly, but the best has yet to come.

Bras, thongs, underwear in general. I am standing in a room of 17 half-naked girls my age. This is so much better than I anticipated. Three of them already had their swimming fit underneath and have gone into the swimming hall. The rest bends into their lockers to find their swimming suits. A lot of them are two-pieces and a few even have bikinis. Then comes the moment. They take off their last pieces of clothing, and all from small to large breasts uveil. Round, flat, jiggly and soft butts feels the stroke of fresh air. Puffy, tight, bushy and pink pussies were revealed. My jaw falls to the floor as I slowly start jerking my dick. They’re all completely nude.

I make my way over to Jennah. She has just taken off her top and is folding up her clothes. I get closer to her, before leaning towards her ear and whispering. “Hi, Jennah…” Totally doesn’t sound weird at all. No reaction, just as expected. I carefully, run my hand down her back. It feels warm. I eventually get to her cheeks and slowly rub my hands on them, as she reaches to find her swimwear. Jennah also, fortunately for me, has her locker in the lower half, and has to bend even further down to access it. I lift my arm again before i slap her ass so the sound rings back and forth between the walls. I hold my hand on her for a moment before i lift it, leaving a significant red handprint. Still no reaction, everybody acts like normal. I lick my fingers before I reach under her and start rubbing her pussy to make it wet. Then i take my dick and start to line it up to the target. I’m fulfilling so many fantasies right now. I lean forward until my cock is just in contact with her, before I press it forwards and- Jennah suddenly starts to move. She had found her swimsuit and stood upright again.
The girls finished taking on their swimwear and made their way into the swimming hall, including Jennah.
I follow them in. The cool water on the tiled floor splashes under my feet, but I know nobody notices it, so I keet walking behind them until they are standing next to the swimming pool.

The swimming teacher greets the girls and starts talking about the subject they are working with. Something about swimming techniques. I make my way over to a girl named Kailey and stand behind her. Kailey is wearing a two-piece swimsuit, and a kind of tube top. I slowly stretch my hands out under her arms and delicately pinch the edge on each side of her top, before leisurely dragging it downwards. Of course, nobody notices a thing, and suddenly Kaileys black tube top is down to her weist, and her perky brown breasts are exposed to anyone watching. The teacher continues talking.

I get closer to Kailey. Very close. I run my hand from her shoulder and down, until I reach the rest of her swimwear. I put my fingers under the fabric and grab both the top and bottom part, before pulling them down her legs and all the way to her ankles. I look up at the teacher, who still seems like she has minutes more of talking before she was done. I lean onto the now naked Kailey standing in front of me. I can hear her breath and feel her body moving along with it. I look down, seeing my dick just centimeters away from her bare ass. I put my hand around the shaft and guide it closer. I wrap my other arm around her and gently touch her tits.

As my cock gets under her, I lean her forward again and start to press it into her. Kailey doesn’t react whatsoever, and keeps paying attention. I push my penis further up inside her, and slightly pinch her nipple. She takes my whole dick, without even making a sound. I back out of her and thrust into her again. Then out, and in again. Over and over. I was having sex with Kailey in front of 16 other girls (and a teacher). I grab her breast with my other hand and squeeze it as I speed up. I start getting more rough as I hold her in place with both of my arms. Her buttocks repeatedly smash into my lap to make a very clear sound. I squint my eyes as I feel myself getting closer. However, I’d rather cum in someone else. Specifically, Jennah. I squeeze her tits one more time before I stop thrusting and back up. Kailey stands there, fully nude, like nothing happened. She’s still somehow paying attention to the teacher. I begin walking towards Jennah, and the wet floor touches my soles again. I put my hands around her. One around her torso and one under her legs. I lift her up before carrying her to the edge of the room a few meters back. I put her back on the floor and gently presses her against the wall. Then with one action, I take her swimsuit and pull it down revealing her ass and tight pussy. With one hand I take my erect cock and slide it against her lips. Jennah keeps looking the same direction, totally unaware of what is happening. I lift up her left leg, then I lean forwards and finally put my dick inside her. She feels amazing. I can feel her contours gliding back and forth around the texture of my meat. Her silk smooth skin only adds to the experience. I slowly lift her other leg as I keep pounding into her. I’m getting closer, and I start to speed up again. Jennah’s legs bounce up and down for each thrust. It’s only a matter of seconds before I come, and as a drop of sweat rolls down my chin, I feel a greater sensation than I could imagine. A warm wave of pleasure streaming through my body. For a second, it feels as if time slows down like in those silly action movies.

My whole body shakes, and I shut my eyes as the feeling enhances. I see stars, and my head is spinning. Then it gives in. The muscles in my dick starts pulsating, and a warm fluid fills the shaft. I feel a short bliss as I feel the pressure building, before it bursts and shoots hot semen deep into her pussy. My leg twitches, and more cum flows into Jennah. I fill up her insides, every square inch. She’s still staring towards the rest of the girls with no facial expressions, not knowing she has just been impregnated by me.

A man that does not exist.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ub4tra/i_woke_up_and_found_out_im_invisible_m20