hypnosis with manips

[thatonegirlnamedbrooke-deactiva]

[whatever-you-demand]

Do you find breasts distracting? Perhaps you find it difficult to focus around breasts. You may notice that it’s a challenge to concentrate on anything but boobs. It might become easy to allow your attention to rest completely on breasts. You know that she wants you to look at them. You want to look at them. To focus on them. To concentrate only on her breasts. Don’t look away. Just stare. Just focus. Let everything else slip away. Stare. Think about nothing else. It’s so easy to think about nothing. Drop.

[whatafancyaddiction]

Submit to the Angels and help them control the whole discord server in our Malice vs Bliss contest. The doc below will give you the info.

Hurry to your blissful slavery! The war ends tomorrow.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1TDssmE_w1yB5mqAOBcllRW8P070GTZ0EYSKXUCyN4cg/edit?usp=sharing

[hypnospirals]

Hello everyone! So I mentioned a few months ago that I’d been working on something new, and here it is! This is my latest full video and a collaboration with @soverywaqqed for his lovely comic, and @slavehypnoslut for her beautiful voice! (She is open for commissions as always). So please take your time and enjoy!

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1bqHubQQ3l-IWyEZ-bW2bI6ame5-21eus/view

[soverywaqqed]

Huge thanks to HypnoSpirals and SlaveHypnoSlut for bringing this to life! Amazing work :)

[pugugly001]

RDTRF: Bunnygirl Invasion

It’s so cute. Males always think they’re going to master us with that manly cock. Our bodies are built for sex, every thrust just syncs your mind a little more with mine. When you finally come–and you will–the parts of your brain that let you resist bunnygirls will be burned out. You’ll do anything to make me smile.

You’ll hate it. You’ll be humiliated by how weak you are. You’ll cry yourself to sleep at night. And you’ll tell me everything I want to know.

[tnvoyeur]

[hypnoslave21200-deactivated2017]

“You came to my house to tell me something” she said. “but ever since you came in you haven’t said anything, you just have been staring at my breasts.”

With your final strength you say that you came to her house to break up with her.

“Break up with me? Are you sure about that? Because I don’t think so, I think you are still madly in love with me.” She said

You are desperately trying to talk.

“Shh it’s okay dear” she said. “just look at my breast, look how bouncy and soft they are.”

You try to look away.

“Don’t resist dear, just give in. That’s right, good boy. You like to look at my tits right?”

You mindlessly nod

“Good boy, now just keep looking while my words reprogram your mind.”

(Ps this is the first time I tried to do this, so advice and tips are welcome :) )

[ambiguouscaptain-deactivated201]

You had just entered the bathroom when you feel a sudden weight push you from behind.  The lock clicks and you turn to see a female college student wearing a tight, pink top that barely contains a pair of huge breasts.

“What the hell?” you splutter, both startled and a little overcome by this mystery woman’s beauty.  “Who are you?”

She just laughs, “It makes no difference what my name is.  I’m here to punish you for cheating on your girlfriend.”  The woman takes a few steps towards you, towering over you from your spot on the ground.  You can barely see her grinning face past the swell of her large boobs.

“Punish me, I -” you say, but you’re quickly interrupted.

“What do you like about my body?” she purrs, and as she speaks, you feel like you have to answer her, like you have no choice.

“Y…your breasts,” you croak.

“Good boy,” she whispers, crouching down and straddling your body.  You grunt from the weight of her, and at once you realize just how big she is.  Curvaceous and tall, she must outweigh you by a solid fifty pounds.  “And do you want these boobs to be…bigger?”

Once again, you feel like you need to answer, the sensation overriding even your impulse to call for help.  “Yes…bigger,” you moan.

She giggles and coos, thrusting her chest out as, impossibly, her boobs start to grow even bigger.  “Mmmm…good boy…just one more question…” she laughs as her breasts rip through her top.  “How big do you want them to be?”

Must…answer… “Big enough…to…crush me…” you say, fighting the answer but unable to resist.

With a cruel laugh, the woman bends down and hugs you, pressing her lips to your own as you feel the weight of her breasts increase more and more.  It quickly becomes impossible to breathe, and the last sounds you hear are the soft, breathy moans of pleasure from her luscious lips as everything fades to black…

[whenwomenarebigger-deactivated2]

[ambiguouscaptain-deactivated201]

I collapsed, spent, as I shot yet another load of cum between my ex’s monstrous tits.  Instantly I felt dizzy and disoriented, shrinking suddenly between her swelling breasts.

“Please…” I begged breathlessly, squeezed tighter and tighter by her bugling boobs.  “Ericka…you’re gonna…”

“Kill you?” she interrupted.  “That’s the point, worm.  But I’m not a cruel goddess.  I’ll make sure your last moments are pleasurable beyond understanding.”

And with that, she wobbled her breasts up and down, side to side.  I felt my cock begin to stiffen again against my will.  Her knowing laugh was not kind.

[wl2f]

[jukeboxemcsa]

You’re very excited. It’s so rare to see a private, one-on-one performance like this by such a talented magician. You can’t wait to see what she has planned. She pulls out her wand, gestures, and a skull appears in her hand in a puff of smoke. You start to applaud, but she says:

“Ylevissap dna yltnelis hctaw.”

Confused, you lower your hands. What had she just said? Was it some sort of crazy magician’s patter, nonsense words like “Abracadabra” or “Hocus Pocus”? You’re not sure what to make of it just yet, so you decide to watch a bit longer. Just quietly sit and watch her act, letting her perform on her own terms. She sets the skull on the table, and with a snap of her fingers its eyes glow red. She says:

“Knalb og sthguoht ruoy tel dna wolg eht otni erats.”

It’s a neat trick, actually. The glow is strangely captivating, and you find yourself distracted by it as she prepares her next trick. That’s probably why she did it, to make it easier for her to…to…you lose your train of thought for a moment, just staring into the soft warm light. When next you notice her, it’s because she’s stepped in front of the skull. Her clothes have disappeared as if by…magic? She says:

“Erusaelp si ecneidebo. Tneidebo dna desuora gnimoceb era uoy.”

It’s a sudden and surprising turn for the act to take, but it’s not like you hadn’t secretly hoped for something like this. She’s so beautiful, so sensual, and you’ve had a secret crush on her ever since she started performing. You’d even fantasized about her asking you to surrender your mind and body to her, service her pussy with your tongue and fingers and…and…you feel flushed and hot with a desire that steals on you from nowhere. You hope she will command you. And she says:

“Em erusaelp dna sehtolc ruoy ffo ekat. Yebo dna tpecca ylsseldnim syawla tsum uoy.”

You still don’t understand what it means, but it doesn’t matter. The only thing that matters is stripping naked and kneeling for her. And so, trembling with excitement, that’s exactly what you do.

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[hypnorotica]

Carol slowly rebuttoned her blouse, trying not to panic.  She just needed to get dressed and leave before the raven haired girl woke up.  She could return to her hotel, then fly home and forget the previous night had ever happened.

God…just thinking the words ‘last night’ brought back a wave of memories, short intense moments of bodies entwined and sweet needful moans.  She shivered until she was able to push the memories back.  This was all wrong, all crazy.  That’s all it was, a night of temporary insanity that she would never have to think about again.

Then she heard the mattress shift.  She tensed, but held her composure and finished clasping the third button of her blouse.  It didn’t change anything.  Just one more button and she would head out the door.

“Where are you off to in such a hurry?”  The dark haired girl asked in that sultry voice.  Just hearing it again revived more memories and Carol involuntarily bit her lip.  Part of her mind said to just start walking and not even look back, but the rudeness of such an exit was more than she could manage. “Look…I..”  She turned to face the girl.  "Last night was a mistake.  I must have had too much to drink or….I’ve never done anything like this before.  You see I’m not a….well what I mean…I love my husband and something like this just can’t…“  She paused, confused.  She’d expected an expression of surprise, anger, maybe betrayal, but the raven haired girl looked amused.

She tried to get back on track and finish firmly.  "I’m just here for business, and I’m flying home this afternoon.  It would be best if we both forget last night ever happened.”

“There’s no way you can forget.”  The girl replied after slowly licking her lips.  "Last night is etched far too deeply in your mind.“  She licked her lips again, slow and teasing.  Carol couldn’t help but stare.  Something about that little motion with her tongue was captivating.  Another memory came unbidden of being trapped between the girl’s pale thighs.  Her nipples stiffened as the taste of the girl’s nectar was suddenly on her tongue as clear as it had been the night before.

“I….ah”  Carol exhaled raggedly, “I don’t even know your name.”

“That isn’t important.”  The girl beckoned Carol with her hand and Carol felt like she was being pulled closer by a rope.  "Only the truth in my eyes is important now.“

Her eyes, those deep blue eyes.  As soon as they were mentioned Carol stared into them.  Suddenly more memories came forth, things that had been hidden moments before: staring into those eyes at the bar until they were all she could see, nodding as she was told to follow, staring into those eyes again as she knelt on the girl’s bed, chanting and edging.

“You’ll still fly home this afternoon, but you’ll be seeing me again soon, and you’ll never forget the truth”  Carol nodded helplessly and knelt beside the girl’s bed so she could stare deeper into those eyes.  The truth was the raven haired girl’s name wasn’t important, only her title.

“You still have a few more truths to learn before your flight.  Are you ready?”

Yes….mistress”  Carol whispered.

[bannableoffense-deactivated2018]

♥♥♥♥

[celtickate1-deactivated20170813]

I love the attempt at resistance. The confusion and the eventual need, or is it desire, to surrender. 

[sj0]

you have been visited by the seven magic dragon balls your biggest wish will be granted but only if you reblog

[hersheyhipster]

Couldn’t risk it.

[justjengie]

didn’t realize they change colors. now I know o gotta wish.

[pinayputa]

THIS SHIT IS REAL I GOT THE JOB I WAS NUTS ABOUT BC I REBLOGGED THIS YESTERDAY maybe it’s a coinkidink but it okay just take the necessary steps to achieve what you’re wishing for and YOU CAN DO IT

[thebiggestever-deactivated20201]

Your girlfriend had been hitting the snacks pretty hard lately, but you couldn’t complain with the results.  Her breasts had grown several cup sizes and her hips and ass had filled out considerably as well.  The strangest part though, was that her body wasn’t the only one that changed.  It was almost as if you body knew that she was getting bigger and in response made your cock grow bigger.  At the time the picture above was taken your cock was nearly hitting you in the knees when fully erect.  This made sex incredible

She kept on eating fattier and fattier foods, but combined them with special supplements that sent most of it to her tits and ass.  By the time her tits had hit basketball size, your cock was as long and as thick as a baseball bat.  Every time you thought she would be satisfied, she kept getting bigger and bigger.  You didn’t mind though, because it meant you got to keep getting bigger too.

Eventually she got so big that you had to widen all the doorways in your house.  At that point you had to walk around with your flaccid cock draped over your should, otherwise it would drag on the ground.  When it was erect it was longer than your were tall and as thick around as a telephone pole.

As time went by and she kept getting bigger, even the widened doorways got too narrow for her gargantuan curves..  That’s when you decided to turn your house into one large room.  At this point all the two of you ever did was eat, sleep, and have sex anyway, so it wasn’t as if you needed rooms.  

Her ass was now like two large, fleshy bean bags stuffed to bursting and her tits were bigger than large SUVs.  Your cock was so big now that even when you draped it over your shoulder it would drag the ground behind you.  When it was erect it was nearly triple your height and thicker than both of your legs combined.  You wondered if she would ever be satisfied with her size, and hoped that she wouldn’t be.

[hypnomister-deactivated20150126]

Trance and JOI video. Very erotic.

[hypnohappy-deactivated20150321]

She stood in my kitchen in a skintight latex outfit, a zipper down the front. I blinked once, twice, three times, trying to shake off the fog of arousal that was overtaking me. The curves of her body, the toned muscles of her legs highlighted by those stiletto heels… no. No, I was not going to let my ex parade into my own house and hypnotize me again while my wife was asleep upstairs. I put my foot down.

“Get out right n-”

It didn’t last. Smiling coyly, and without saying a word, she unzipped and pulled out her tits. Those big, white, perfect tits. My mouth dropped open. My face went blank. 

“Who do you belong to, Slave?” she asked in her sultry, irresistable voice.

“You, Mistress.”

“Good boy. Repeat your mantra now.”

“I worship Mistress’ tits.

I worship Mistress’ ass.

I worship Mistress’ pussy.

I live to serve Mistress.”

She sat down and crossed her legs, smirking.

"Slave, invite your wife downstairs so she can watch you serve me…”

[xxxofficeculture]

[kenjibound-deactivated20181218]

“All your corporate secrets are belong to me!”

“Unnngh! Yes, Miss.”

“Guhhh! Yes, Mistress.”

[nowwithmoreboobs]

[titnosis-deactivated20141006]

Sexbot Model 5103-4

This newest model of infiltrator possesses large, powerful hips designed to hold the male target down on the bed or floor while his cock is expertly stroked and massaged by the sexbot’s FleshSync Vagina.  The FleshSync system can measure arousal levels and keep the target at the height of pleasure, edging them over and over again to drain them of any will to resist.

When ready, the sexbot places a nipple to the target’s mouth and begins feeding him a drug designed to bring him to an open and suggestible state. As he falls into the suggestible state, the sexbot’s eyes begin to glow and pulse to hold his attention while she begins to reprogram him with voice-issued commands.

The Sexbot 5103-4 has successfully taken control of several key members of rival governments as we’ve sought to establish a network of spies and informers among nations whose tyrannical governments seek to undermine individual freedoms enjoyed by Western powers.  Caution must be exercised to prevent this and other models from falling into the wrong hands and thus being reprogrammed to work against us.

[incestqueen-deactivated20150902]

i know what you’re thinking, but i’m not a slut. i only do this for you because you’re my son and i know how it is being a teenager. i want you to listen to what your body is telling you to do and unzip your pants. your hard on is practically bursting through your jeans right now. god, you’re so fucking huge. show mama what a stud her baby boy turned into.