What are duck dreams about?

I had another dream about Terry Crews. So I appeared in a black room that had this paper drop thing that photographers use, it was a pastel pink background. A few minutes later a door opens and it’s Terry Crews, he stares at me and then starts to take off most of his clothes, he is left in blue swimming trunks (bathing suit) that have yellow rubber ducks all over them. Terry then points over to the corner of the room and there is a canvas and some paint, he tells me to go grab them, when I get back there is a stool and Terry yells “SIT DOWN!” obviously I sit because he is kinda intimidating. He then proceeds to stand in front of the pink background and starts to pose, Terry begins to scream things like “PAINT TERRY!” and “TERRY WANTS TO BE PAINTED!” At this point I’m fearing for my life and painting Terry Crews, pretty sure I woke up crying but I have good reason to do so!

Hi everyone! Glad to post here.

To preface, I am not pregnant, not trying to get pregnant, and am currently living away from my SO for several months, which is why this dream is a bit unsettling.

Basically the dream opens with me being very visibly pregnant, trying to rush to the hospital with my SO. Somehow we're living on the streets in my dream (I am not housing insecure in real life) but because of this we are dressed quite shagged, don't have a car, so we are trying to get to the hospital on foot. We are in some sort of city, but I don't recognize the surroundings.

On the way there we are crossing through a large, open air mall, the type with multiple floors but no ceiling. We are crossing from one side of the mall to the next by a bridge, when suddenly there is some commotion happening and everyone surrounding us ducks, including us. We huddle, bent against the ground, and I think there is some sort of robbery happening, but I don't know as I'm just looking to the ground. Suddenly, I enter labor, and give birth quite quickly - in seconds - and the labor was intensely painful and I'm sweating, but there she is, my beautiful newborn baby girl.

She is absolutely amazing, I literally look at her like she is everything, everything I have ever yearned in life; these feelings are very real, as she lays naked perfectly in my arms. Somehow the commotion doesn't matter anymore, nothing matters, it is just me holding my perfect child. She cries softly, but she is very alive, breathing while I rub blood off of her with my clothing. Her flush, her eyelashes, the details are very real to me.

But we still very much need to go to the hospital, so I carry her as we go. I remember seeing the hospital sign on the distance, while we're still on foot, and we try to get there...but we tire after a while, not close enough to enter the hospital. We decide to sleep on the street for the night, and I put my beautiful baby in the pocket of my hoodie, to keep her warm and safe....and I sleep. And when I wake up, I take her out, and my baby is cold and dead.

It is too late. I know she is gone. And I don't feel the most intense sadness, but just numbness and shock. Disbelief that she could be born so incredibly, and die so meaninglessly. My baby is gone, and my SO stares in disbelief at me as well. This time, we get to the hospital, but it doesn't matter anymore, as she is dead.

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I feel like I'm well past the age to find out if I'm either of those things. Which I'm pretty sure I'm not.

But then why did my sleeping brain cook up a dream where.

1) I'm in a group of Anthropomorphic animals. Not like animals standing up. Like animals mixed with humans. It's alot more normal looking than it sounds when I describe it.

2) I'm in first person PoV and I'm in about 2.5 feet of water, With a pretty thick layer of bubbles on that. And there's a group of maybe 10-15 super tall muscley dudes, all with animal like properties. All completely naked for some reason. There's dog dicks, horse dicks, a few human dicks. And this sort of yelloe bunny girl with huge ears offers me a collar. She's naked, I'm naked, everybody's naked for some reason.

3) I accept the collar and put it on for some reason. Then she tells me, and I cannot make this stuff up if I tried, to "squeeze you legs together until your dick and ballsack looks like a duck." Not dick, duck. No autocorrect errors there.

4) I do it, my schlong doesn't look like a duck. Still a normal human's schlong.

5) then I turn around and start wading through this water and bubbles. Then the "camera" zooms out to show that I'm apparently walking through the waterfall area from Undertale. I haven't even thought of that game in months. Why am I walking through it in a gay furry's wet dream? Then this group of guys and this one bunny girl follow me.

That's where the dream ends. I have no proof any of this happened, ypu don't have to believe my word, if you don't then just "enjoy" the story. But I'm 100% honest in my tale that this dream happened. I'm not gay, and I'm not a furry. At least I don't think I am. I'm far to gone from the age where I would've found out about this stuff. I've never thought about wanting to have sex with guys or anthropomorphic animals. But here's my weird as dream. "Enjoy"

You saw it right. I have dreamt of 3 guys f*cking ducks. That's just it. Three guys were naked, each of them holding a ducks and they were f*cking it. Oh, theduckss are white btw.

I cant seem to find any interpretation of that since my dream was quite weird and who would have a dream like that? hahaha

Does that mean anything or my mind was just being random?

I just took a nap and I had a crazy dream. So I was with three boys that I don’t know and we crossed a broad wooden bridge at the sunset (sunset coming from the left). In front of us was a man with a lot of small dark animals can’t remember if it was ducks. After crossing this one we got to another one a lot more narrow so we had to go one by one. When it came my turn to get on it I turned back and saw a bunch of men in worker clothes either diffing or laying in their graves so I said ‘Nah screw this’ and tried to wake up.

Instead I woke up in the dream by the same narrow bridge and in traditional Japanese clothing. Around me was a temple and someone I know irl but can’t remember who it is came to me.

What the hell is this