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I've had two memorable dreams about being a different race. (I'm native, brown skinned)
When I was a kid I dreamed I was a white guy in Miami wearing a white suit driving a red convertible with a beautiful woman next to me and then at the end of the dream I put $50,000 under my bed because I needed it for a business transaction the next day and when I woke up in real life the first thing I did was look under my bed for the money and it wasn't there.
The second time I dreamed I was a black military guy wearing one of those olive green t-shirts and I went into a convenience store that got robbed while I was in it and I tried to react but the robber stabbed me in the stomach and I collapsed into a shelf of chips and watched myself bleed out until I was just about to die and then I woke up.
That's pretty interesting! Usually dreams are oneself or a spectator cam.
I wonder if your muscles or different stature felt weird. Being a dream, it probably felt natural though
The military guy was really stout, it was weird feeling a different belly on my body, but the white guy was basically me with white skin and a mustache from what I remember.