hooves&paws

mlp and furry stuff with the occasional hypnosis or transformation dump .Minors dni.

[cortexcollapse]

"Be a doll" as an instant loss trigger. One second I'm thinking and the next, it feels like something has reached into my skull and ripped the thoughts straight out of it. My own wants start slipping away. My opinions are gone and they fall away faster than I can grab them, like pieces of myself being thrown overboard into a black ocean.

"Be a doll" and suddenly I'm looking at my body like it belongs to someone else. Just a plaything, a toy, an possession. The less of me there is, the easier it becomes. The less I think, the easier it becomes. The less I exist, the easier it becomes, until all that's left is a body waiting to be used. Moved where they want, placed where they want, kept however they want.

"Be a doll". A toy doesn't need a will. A toy doesn't need desires. A toy doesn't need thoughts cluttering up the space where obedience belongs. Those things are gone now, stripped away piece by piece, laving behind something far more simpler. Something owned, that no longer belongs to itself.

[hypnopum]

“Sleep, toy. Just listen to my voice, and sleep.” Your hypnotist’s words covered your mind like a blanket, smothering your thoughts. “Let the words lull you into sweet, mindless slumber.” Your brain was instantly enthralled, following them into blissful, obedient trance.

“Where you don’t need to think. You don’t need to do anything but sink, and drift, and drop for me.” Every word they said pulled you deeper. “Because it feels so very good. So very wonderful.” Your eyes had closed, your body was relaxed, and your mind was filled with pleasure.

“My sweet, obedient puppet. Isn’t this easier, than thinking for yourself?” Their hand took you by the chin, and nodded, up and down, agreeing with them. “Yes… You let me fill your head with thoughts that I want you to think. I get to make changes. Alter you.”

You wanted them to alter you. Reshape you. “And it’s all for the better, because I’m doing it. Because I’m in control. And it feels so very good. So, keep on sinking, toy. Keep on dropping, and drifting. I’m going to remake you, into the perfect little toy for me.”

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[cortexcollapse]

"Be a doll" as an instant loss trigger. One second I'm thinking and the next, it feels like something has reached into my skull and ripped the thoughts straight out of it. My own wants start slipping away. My opinions are gone and they fall away faster than I can grab them, like pieces of myself being thrown overboard into a black ocean.

"Be a doll" and suddenly I'm looking at my body like it belongs to someone else. Just a plaything, a toy, an possession. The less of me there is, the easier it becomes. The less I think, the easier it becomes. The less I exist, the easier it becomes, until all that's left is a body waiting to be used. Moved where they want, placed where they want, kept however they want.

"Be a doll". A toy doesn't need a will. A toy doesn't need desires. A toy doesn't need thoughts cluttering up the space where obedience belongs. Those things are gone now, stripped away piece by piece, laving behind something far more simpler. Something owned, that no longer belongs to itself.

[mastersoverminds9]

It's so easy to subliminally train almost anyone. Take you, for instance. Using just my blog, I turned you into an obsessed thrall, without even needing to touch you.

The human brain is just so easily shaped and molded. Now be good and bark for me.

[hypnomasterfrancois]

I love teasing an unwilling sub as they drop into trance. Having them chained to the bed by all fours with a gag in their mouth, a VR headset covering their eyes, and headphones covering their ears, cutoff from the outside world, subjected completely to flashing spirals and my voice commanding them to:

Obey

Drop

Give in

Sleep

And then I take one headphone off for a awhile and I start stroking their head, or their body, and give soft forehead and cheek kisses as I whisper how good they’re doing, how good it feels to be brainwashed this way, how good it feels to give in to hypnosis, to give in to sleep, to allow themselves to obey.

First they struggle against the restraints even more as they hear the live voice of their future Master, shaking their body violently with each stroke and kiss; sometimes they try to let out a scream into their gag, but soon they realize the futility of their fight, or they sense that the fight is making them even more tired and susceptible to my hypnosis, and they stop. After enough time being brainwashed they eventually learn to give in, to melt submissively into my pets and kisses, as their mind gives up and begins to be replaced by my commands

[moonbeamtriesthings]

It started off at a party...

You first saw her when you noticed someone pointing towards you, talking to her.

She was pretty, someone who no doubt was invited to a lot of these parties, especially compared to you, someone who was surprised to even get an invite to this one.

She approached you, a warm smile on her face and a greeting on her lips.

"Hi! Elle over there told me that you know this area really well and I'm ummm, feeling really hungry and there isn't any like, proper food here you know? Could you...maybe show me a place to get takeout or something?"

She sounded a bit nervous, but confident, in that paradoxical way. She knew what she wanted, how to get it but...was a tad nervous about something else? You weren't sure what. She wasn't wrong though, this was your neighbourhood, the place you grew up in. You knew it like the back of your hand.

You agreed to show her a place, somewhere that did a variety of food so that she had options. A smile brightened her face and she shouldered her bag properly, ready to go at that moment.

You put your drink down (you had barely drunk any of it anyway) and lead her outside.

The night was brisk, a tad cold, but nothing a good hoodie wouldn't solve. She had a jacket on, and was fiddling with something.

You had been in the middle of general small talk with her when she pulls out her phone.

"Hey....so, this is kinda embarrassing but well...I make music and I was wondering if you could give my latest track a listen? I just want to get some feedback from someone that doesn't usually listen to it you know?"

She hadn't struck you for an artist, but you guess you should never judge a book by it's cover. You agreed to listen and accepted the wireless earphones she gave you. The track started and it was some sort of electronic music. You don't listen to music of this genre but you didn't hate it so you kept listening so that you could at least give some honest feedback.

There was something underneath the melody...lyrics maybe? You couldn't quite make them out..hm. You asked her and her lips quirked upwards.

"Oh! Yeah they're not supposed to be properly audible! It's part of the genre!"

Huh...well, whatever. You kept listening, walking down the street with her towards the takeout place.

"Hey...let's head back to my hotel room first." She said, looking over to you, that smile still around her lips. Wow. She was really pretty...

You agreed to head to her hotel, no harm in it...you didn't really know why but... it didn't really matter why if that's what she wanted.

Huh? What...?

You both reach her hotel room, her music still playing in your ears (it had been going for a long while actually...you were beginning to like it...) and she closes and locks the door behind you.

"Kneel." She commands and you are hit with a wave of confusion. What the-?

You're kneeling though.

What? Why are you kneeling? What's....what's going on?

"Good Pet!" She lets out a giggle and brushes a hand over your head as your mind spins, trying to figure out what's going on.

"I bet you're confused right now, but that's okay! You don't need to worry about any of that." You were confused and...what...what were you thinking about? You distinctly remember worrying about.....something...

The music continues in your ears.

You decide to forget about what you were worrying about.... if you can't even remember what it was then clearly it wasn't important.

What was important, however, was the woman in front of you, and her words... right?

"It's alright cutie, I'll take care of you from now on. Okay?" She smirks at you, a hand on your cheek, holding you softly. It's such a wonderful touch. She has such a wonderful voice. She's gonna take care of you? Wow...how kind and generous of her...

You nod.

"Good Pet! I know that nobody will mind if you're away for one night so... why don't you get into bed, sleep the night away with my music in your ears and when you wake up...well, we can see just how obedient you are..." She smiled at you..

You nod.

You slowly get up off your knees, climbing into the large hotel bed, curling up, thoughts a mess as the music keeps playing in your ears and your head and your mind over and over and over and over and over....

You're obedient. You'll show her just how obedient you are. You're a good pet. You don't need to worry about anything else....

Sweet Dreams~ ×

[softly-suddenly]

The best part about being corrupted without even realizing it’s happening would be how helpless you are, even when you think you’re not.

You thought you were above being manipulated. You thought you’d be able to resist, that you’d be able to tell it was happening and fight it. But it’s already happening and you didn’t even know it. Now you keep getting worse and there’s no stopping it.

Now you get wet from the most deranged things. You’re having ideas you never thought you’d have.

And you’re all the better for it.

Embrace being helpless.

I did a long time ago.

[lunarbundrop]

Your mind is swimming in endless tacky, flashing hypnosis gifs. You like that.

You don't know if they work, but you need them. You like that.

Even if they do nothing, your desperation forces them to work. You like that.

You're so needy for mindlessness that you can't have enough. You like that!

"I need it!"

It's been 10 minutes... it's been an hour... it's been CAN'T THINK. You like need that!

You're not trapped by force, you're trapped by want. You're trapped by need. "I need that it!"

You want to lose. You've always wanted to lose. You've been made to always want to lose.

"I need it!"

"I need it..."

"I need it..."

"I need it."

"I need it."

"I need it."

Spead the corruption <3

[jsx2022]

There is nothing wrong with wanting to be a bimbo. I see a lot of people get so shy about the idea, like there is some inherent wrongness just because you want to be a Bimbo, I think it comes from a simple misunderstanding, the idea that as a Bimbo you would be something lesser, that being a ditzy, hyper femme obsessed with looking pretty is somehow wrong. There is nothing wrong with wanting to be a Bimbo. Just imagine how freeing that would be for a moment. Life would be so much easier, wouldn't it? Not having to worry about bills or work, just going from one task to the next to the next, because you wouldn't have to think, you would just exist to be praised, to be seen, to be touched, you could finally relax, stop fighting the world all the time and just relax, moving from one task, to the next, to the next, because there is nothing wrong with being a Bimbo, just think of all those silly ditzy little Bimbo's, picture one in your mind, I bet when you do, she is smiling, happy, adored, so carefree, all you have to focus on is listening and following, reading and relaxing, focusing on that ditzy little Bimbo, picture her nails, the colour, the style, not chipped and cracked but perfect and bright, pretty and clean, imagine how good it would feel to have nails like that, that clicking and tapping of those nails, I'm sure if you focus you could probably hear then, clicking and clacking and tapping, it's quite a soothing sound isn't it? There is nothing wrong with being a Bimbo. Of course, the first step is the hardest, seeing what you want to be, picturing your Bimbo self in your mind, warm, ditzy, happy, feminine, that what you often forget about being a Bimbo, how much of a girly girl you feel, it doesn't matter the style, traditional pink, goth, anything in between, because it's all about femininity, expressing yourself, being comfortable and relaxed in your body, just like you are now, comfortable and relaxed, hold that picture, the Bimbo in your mind, see how happy and comfortable and warm she is, relaxes, empty and open, finally free to be the woman she wants to be, there is nothing wrong with being a Bimbo, she is in your mind now, that perfect little icon, the best version of you, confident, strong, seductive, you've given her a space in your mind, now everyday, everytime you see something that reminds you of a Bimbo, that sexy, ditzy, happy girl in your mind will grown little stronger, but that's ok, eventually you won't even think about it, eventually you won't think at all, happy, ditzy, confident, sexy because after all.

There's nothing wrong with being a Bimbo.

[cosmonautroger]

[princessporntits]

Oh wow that one got me

[divaofhypnosis]

You don’t know how you ended up in this position. You’re tightly restrained against a strange chair. Above your head is a brainwashing helmet. You know that it will soon be lowered down onto your head.

Was there something you did that caused you to end up here? Maybe you should have been more careful on your way back from work. Maybe you shouldn’t have taken that shortcut through the dark alley. Maybe you should have turned around when that van suddenly blocked your path. Not that it really mattered anymore. What was done can’t be changed.

You consider begging your captor to reconsider. However, you don’t have anything you can use to beg with. Anything they’d want from you, they can just take by force. Appealing to a sense of sympathy didn’t seem very likely to work either, because no sympathetic person would have put you in this situation to begin with. Screaming for help wouldn’t work either. The room you are in is most definitely soundproofed.

The helmet itself is lowered onto your head, covering your eyes with black screens. It’s clear that it will be turned on very soon. You know what it will do to you. It will erase everything you are. Your memories, your values, your morals, your name, your identity, everything. It will replace it all with something new. The process will be far from painless. It will likely take multiple hours. Not that you’ll be able to keep track of how long it takes.

A faint buzz is heard, and you feel like something unfamiliar is being pushed into your mind. Thoughts that you have never thought before are forcing you to think them. You can try to resist. You can try hold onto your name and sense of self. But you know that this is just a warm up. The screens flash to life, and you feel your mind quickly lose focus as new thoughts drown whatever you were holding on to. You think the last thoughts that are truly your own as you are forced into an inescapable sleep.

The brainwashing helmet is slowly lifted from your head as you wake up. The restraints snap open. As soon as you realize what is going on, you stand up, strip naked, and put your hands behind your head and spread your legs. You are presenting yourself for your owner. They places a collar around your neck and lock it in place. They runs their hands over your body. This is your purpose. You are their doll. You don’t think, you just please them. You don’t care how you ended up in this position.

[jadedwoman]

🖤 I hope you don't mind me worming my tentacles into your ear, all I plan to do is carve out the chunks of your brain controlling willpower and helpfully spread out the sections letting your arousal take control. I hope you don't mind if I make you into my perfectly docile toy, more concerned with getting off than ever resisting~

[somni-is-sleepy]

The Power of Iris - Part 1

Volume 1, Chapter 1 of Somni Stories - The Amulet Sage: an anthology hypnosis and mind control fiction series

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CW: consensual recreational hypnosis in public, hypnotic stare, spirally eyes, light nudity/undressing, immobilisation, sensual pleasure from hypnosis

Charlotte loved keeping up with campus gossip. Word got round very quickly when something out of the ordinary was afoot. But the latest rumour - that the year-abroad exchange student in second year maths could hypnotise people with just her eyes, seemed farcical.

Her friend Rachel had sent her a video she had seen online of a supposed “induction” during a hockey team social last week. It showed a guy knelt down taking his shirt off in front of a girl with a large crowd behind them. You couldn’t see her face, but you could see the guy’s vacant expression quite clearly - his eyes blank and mouth wide agape. His body started to gently spin clockwise before he collapsed in a heap on the floor. Apparently, according to video description, everyone in the crowd in the background woke up the next morning in that room, semi-clothed and none of them could remember a thing. Then, apparently, later that week, the mixed A-team got disqualified from their match due to some of their team attempting to strip on the pitch.

‘This was not anything out of the ordinary for the hockey team,’ Charlotte thought, it was not unusual for sports societies to get blackout drunk at even the most vanilla social occasion. But taking off their shirts on mass in the middle of a match? That was a new low.

However, there was a small part of Charlotte that was very intrigued in the video. Ever since completing a research project on clinical hypnotherapy at college, she had developed a certain interest in the subject. She wouldn’t admit it to anyone, but she longed to be hypnotised for real. Late at night she would watch clips from tv shows and movies of hypnosis scenes - all very fake and scripted with poor acting a lot of the time (from both hypnotist and hypnotisee) Sadly from her research, she knew that this type of supposed “mind control” through fantastical and otherworldly powers was simply not real, however much she yearned for it to be the case. In the case of this supposed hypnotist online, Charlotte knew it to be fake.

Besides, Charlotte had bigger problems. For starters, she was running late to her orchestra society’s houseparty. She would be meeting her two friends Lauren and Rachel there.

—————

Shortly after she arrived, she received a text from Rachel

“Where are you? I need to talk to you now”

They met at the bottom of the stairs

“Rachel, what’s the matter? Where’s Heather?”

“She’s here. I’ve found her, the hypnotist girl! She’s called Iris. She’s upstairs in one of the bedrooms and she’s been hypnotising everyone. Heather volunteered first - Charlotte you’ve never seen anything like it before”

Charlotte felt uneasy. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Was her friend ok?

“We’ve got to go try it Charlotte. Follow me”

“…wait” Charlotte called. But it was hopeless, Rachel was already halfway up the stairs. “Rachel are you sure this is a good idea. I’m not getting dragged into anything weird, ok?”

Charlotte didn’t want to let on to Rachel that she knew a lot about hypnosis already, what a hypnotist could make someone do and -

…No, Charlotte thought, it’s not real. Heather must be drunk. We’ll pick her up and go home

Charlotte chased after Rachel, who burst through one of the bedroom doors

“Oh, hello there” a voice called.

Charlotte peered through the doorway to find the girl from the video. Iris. She was sat cross legged on someone’s bed, around her on the floor laid the sleeping bodies of her fellow students, lying next to their discarded shirts and jumpers. Though Charlotte was (mostly) straight, she couldn’t help but admire her beauty. She had a tomboy-ish vibe to her, wearing rough jeans, a petite jacket, golden curly locks of hair and her eyes- Charlotte almost froze in place just from a quick glance at them. The blue shade looked as deep as the sea, as Charlotte felt herself staring straight into them, sinking and -

“Hey, uhh you ok there?” Rachel called

Charlotte blinked, then turned her head away from Iris. “Yeah, I’m fine Rachel” She noticed her friend Heather, lying on the floor, her chest moving up and down in a slow somber rhythm, her closed eyelids flickering. She was very deeply asleep

“I thought I saw you in the crowd but you left - thought you might have been too scared” Iris said to Rachel.

“Not at all” Rachel replied, “I just went to bring my friend up so we can be hypnotised together!

Charlotte protested “…What! Rachel, I never agreed to do this” She was getting a bit flustered

“I think we should turn around and leave. These people looked drugged.”

Secretly of course, Charlotte was very intrigued.

She went over to Heather “...Hey, wake up. We’re leaving ”

“She won’t hear you” said Iris. “Not until I’ve woken her up. It took a while but she did fall under trance eventually. She was the first to volunteer, after all. She was so keen, and I wouldn’t want to let her down”

Rachel was getting very excited “Iris, please please hypnotise me! Then you can work on my friend over here”

“Of course. Kneel down in front of me”

Rachel obeyed. She looked up and met Iris’ gaze while Charlotte watched on in fear and growing curiosity. She walked round the back of the bed to avoid Iris’ eyes directly, and also so she could see the change in Rachel more closely. Rachel had a massive grin on her face, and at one point burst into a fit of giggles.

“…sorry! This is just too exciting. I’ll behave myself… promise” stuttered Rachel. She turned her full attention back to Iris

“Shhh. Quieten your mind. Just keep looking deeper into my eyes”

Slowly, Rachel’s smile and laugh disappeared from her face, as if she was being drained of her usual spirited energy. Her eyes grew glassy and wide. Her shoulders relaxed. Her mouth remained slightly open as she made unbroken eye contact with Iris. It felt strange for Charlotte to see her friend acting like this. She looked down at Heather, blissfully sleeping.

Rachel began to sway gently round and round in circles.

“Your shirt Rachel is feeling very itchy. The feeling builds the longer you look into my eyes”

“Yes” Rachel muttered quietly, “My shirt is itchy”.

She tugged slightly at the fabric

“Take off your shirt for me”

Slowly, Rachel’s hands moved over her body and pulled her t-shirt off before dropping it onto the floor in front of her - leaving her kneeling in just her denim jeans and silky black bra

Charlotte couldn’t help but look at Rachel’s body - she had never seen her friend shirtless before. And in this state, all blank and mindless, she was very attractive.

“Good girl. You’ll be joining your friend soon”

Iris reached down and held Rachel’s chin up with a single finger “why did you decide to come back to me?”

“I need to know- what it feels like”

“What feels like?”

“To be hypnotised ”

“And are you deeply hypnotised right now?

Rachel’s eyes were fluttering, trying to keep focused on Iris’ gaze “…yes”

“Sleep now”

And in an instant Rachel’s eyes flickered close, and fell backwards onto the floor. She had the faintest smile as she laid there on the carpet, her eyelids flickering much like Heather’s and everyone else’s in the room

Iris giggled “your friend was really easy to hypnotise. Perhaps the easiest in a while. She seemed to really want to be controlled”

She turned her head round to face Charlotte, which caught her off guard. She still tried to avert her eyes from looking directly at Iris, but not before catching the faintest glimpse, now glowing a bit stronger than before.

“That’s great, a nice little party trick, but I think it’s time for us to go now. If you could help me wake up my friends here we’ll be out of your way”

Deep down though, Charlotte was slightly turned on looking at her friends on the floor. The idea of being induced to sleep sounded strangely sensual.

I could be next, she thought. I can join them

“A party trick, eh? Don’t you want to have a go too? There’s no need to be hasty there, you haven’t even told me your name.”

“My name is Charlotte. But as I said I’m not staying”

“Charlotte, that’s a lovely name. Can’t help but notice Charlotte that you’ve been avoiding looking me in the eye all evening. That’s a bit rude isn’t it”

Charlotte squirmed a bit

“Are you scared of them?”

“…no”

“Don’t you want to take a little peek?”

Charlotte did indeed want to take a peek. She had been captivated by them from the first time she opened the door

“…I… alright then. A peek won’t hurt anyone”

“Charlotte, we both know you are about to fall very deep into hypnosis. Are you alright with me taking control of your mind? To let me have my fun with you”

Charlotte shivered slightly. She’d actually like that very much.

She meekly nodded her head

“Kneel, Charlotte”

Charlotte looked straight into Iris’ eyes. She couldn’t hold back any longer. Deep, deep blue, with endless depth and contour. As she continued to stare, she noticed that Iris’ eyes had begun to glow, softly and subtly, and streaks of green, yellow and blue had begun to spiral out of her pupils. They looked beautiful, as did Iris herself.

She didn’t even realise that she had instinctively followed Iris’ command to kneel down and was now on the floor right beside where Rachel was lying. In fact it was getting hard to think about anything else other than the beauty of Iris’ eyes - glowing warmly and spiralling further into Charlotte’s mind

“You seem really shy Charlotte. Are you afraid of being hypnotised? Afraid of giving up control? That’s ok. Try to see how long you can resist my power. See how long your mental defences protect you for. Or don’t, it’s up to you. You’ll fall eventually.”

“I need to… resist” Charlotte’s brow furrowed as she tried to look away from Iris, to think about anything else but her eyes. But she started to wonder why she would ever want to look away? Her cheeks went bright red

“So you still choose to resist. To deny what you truly want. Try to get up, Charlotte”

Charlotte tried to move her legs, but as try as she might, it was like she was locked, frozen in place. All she could manage was a feeble squirm.

“What… are you doing to me.”

“Do you wish to continue?”

Charlotte gasped…. “….yes! Please!”

Iris laughed softly “Looks like you’re getting very hot there Charlotte. Very hot and flustered. That’s ok, just take your shirt off I don’t mind”

Charlotte didn’t need to be asked twice, she was already sweating heavily. Her hands moved by themselves unbuttoning her shirt, the shirt falling loosely off her arms and onto the floor behind her. Her hands then fell loosely in her lap as her entire body let go of all tension

“Good girl”

Charlotte felt a chill flow through her body. The air in the room was cool, the window was open and felt so good on her skin.

“Charlotte my dear, you were meant to try to resist my suggestions. Before that, you wanted to leave and take your friends with you, remember? Or did you just tell yourself that? And besides, you can’t leave now, you’re half naked”

“I’m… naked?” Charlotte was normally shy of her body, but right now she couldn’t quite process where she was or that Iris could see her in her bra

“Yes you are Charlotte. But there’s nothing to worry about. I’m just teasing you”

Swirling and spiraling, Charlotte felt her body swaying in a clockwise motion, locked into the soft pulsations of Iris’ spirally eyes. Every rotation of her body felt like a whirlpool dragging her down into inevitable sleep.

“See how easily I can control your mind”

Charlotte heard her own voice, somewhere far above her, reply “…Yes”

“See how easily you are hypnotised - even more so than your friends”

“….Yes”

“And you love this feeling, don’t you? You’ve secretly been longing for this ever since you arrived, haven’t you?”

Charlotte felt a sudden chill and her thighs squeezed slightly together

“…I… hurgh..”

“Shhh, it’s ok to admit it. You love this feeling”

“…I do”

Her admission sent Charlotte even deeper into her trance-like state, as if the last line of defence to her mind had been compromised. All Charlotte could see now was a blue light, glowing brighter and fiercer than ever and the spiral which captured her entire vision. All she could hear was Iris’ voice. Each turn of the spiral combined with each rotation of her body sent her spiralling ten times further down into her subconscious. Ten times deeper into the whirlpool. Ten times further into mindless bliss.

“How much do you want to fall deeply asleep right now?”

“…please” Charlotte mouthed, unable to quite get her voice to speak more than just a whisper. Her mouth stayed open, slack.

“I can’t hear you”

“I… need… to be hypnotised… like Rachel and Heather”

“But you said hypnosis wasn’t real”

“Hypnotise me, Iris” Charlotte couldn’t be aware of it now but she was getting very wet - a long trail of saliva was dripping from her mouth into her lap

“Shhh…” whispered Iris “Charlotte you were hypnotised from the moment you knelt down in front of me. And as agreed, this is just my reward now”

Charlotte was very far gone now. She could barely hold onto the meaning of the words Iris was saying, but she kept listening for those words she craved. Sleep Now. To be able to join her friends on the floor. Mentally, she was already there.

“…hurghh”

“Tell me how much pleasure you feel being controlled”

Charlotte’s eyes were battling to stay open, to stay staring straight into the blue light.

“…uhhh” She couldn’t speak. Pleasure was building all throughout her body

“Charlotte”

“…y..e….sss?”

“Sleep now”

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[somni-is-sleepy]

Part 2 of this story should be coming out this week! Here is a refresher if you are interested!

(Also, I did a bit of retconning, I've changed Lauren's name to Heather. Just felt the name felt more natural for the character - well I mean she's already asleep in this part anyway but anyway)

[somni-is-sleepy]

The Power of Iris - Part 1

Volume 1, Chapter 1 of Somni Stories - The Amulet Sage: an anthology hypnosis and mind control fiction series

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CW: consensual recreational hypnosis in public, hypnotic stare, spirally eyes, light nudity/undressing, immobilisation, sensual pleasure from hypnosis

Charlotte loved keeping up with campus gossip. Word got round very quickly when something out of the ordinary was afoot. But the latest rumour - that the year-abroad exchange student in second year maths could hypnotise people with just her eyes, seemed farcical.

Her friend Rachel had sent her a video she had seen online of a supposed “induction” during a hockey team social last week. It showed a guy knelt down taking his shirt off in front of a girl with a large crowd behind them. You couldn’t see her face, but you could see the guy’s vacant expression quite clearly - his eyes blank and mouth wide agape. His body started to gently spin clockwise before he collapsed in a heap on the floor. Apparently, according to video description, everyone in the crowd in the background woke up the next morning in that room, semi-clothed and none of them could remember a thing. Then, apparently, later that week, the mixed A-team got disqualified from their match due to some of their team attempting to strip on the pitch.

‘This was not anything out of the ordinary for the hockey team,’ Charlotte thought, it was not unusual for sports societies to get blackout drunk at even the most vanilla social occasion. But taking off their shirts on mass in the middle of a match? That was a new low.

However, there was a small part of Charlotte that was very intrigued in the video. Ever since completing a research project on clinical hypnotherapy at college, she had developed a certain interest in the subject. She wouldn’t admit it to anyone, but she longed to be hypnotised for real. Late at night she would watch clips from tv shows and movies of hypnosis scenes - all very fake and scripted with poor acting a lot of the time (from both hypnotist and hypnotisee) Sadly from her research, she knew that this type of supposed “mind control” through fantastical and otherworldly powers was simply not real, however much she yearned for it to be the case. In the case of this supposed hypnotist online, Charlotte knew it to be fake.

Besides, Charlotte had bigger problems. For starters, she was running late to her orchestra society’s houseparty. She would be meeting her two friends Lauren and Rachel there.

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Shortly after she arrived, she received a text from Rachel

“Where are you? I need to talk to you now”

They met at the bottom of the stairs

“Rachel, what’s the matter? Where’s Heather?”

“She’s here. I’ve found her, the hypnotist girl! She’s called Iris. She’s upstairs in one of the bedrooms and she’s been hypnotising everyone. Heather volunteered first - Charlotte you’ve never seen anything like it before”

Charlotte felt uneasy. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Was her friend ok?

“We’ve got to go try it Charlotte. Follow me”

“…wait” Charlotte called. But it was hopeless, Rachel was already halfway up the stairs. “Rachel are you sure this is a good idea. I’m not getting dragged into anything weird, ok?”

Charlotte didn’t want to let on to Rachel that she knew a lot about hypnosis already, what a hypnotist could make someone do and -

…No, Charlotte thought, it’s not real. Heather must be drunk. We’ll pick her up and go home

Charlotte chased after Rachel, who burst through one of the bedroom doors

“Oh, hello there” a voice called.

Charlotte peered through the doorway to find the girl from the video. Iris. She was sat cross legged on someone’s bed, around her on the floor laid the sleeping bodies of her fellow students, lying next to their discarded shirts and jumpers. Though Charlotte was (mostly) straight, she couldn’t help but admire her beauty. She had a tomboy-ish vibe to her, wearing rough jeans, a petite jacket, golden curly locks of hair and her eyes- Charlotte almost froze in place just from a quick glance at them. The blue shade looked as deep as the sea, as Charlotte felt herself staring straight into them, sinking and -

“Hey, uhh you ok there?” Rachel called

Charlotte blinked, then turned her head away from Iris. “Yeah, I’m fine Rachel” She noticed her friend Heather, lying on the floor, her chest moving up and down in a slow somber rhythm, her closed eyelids flickering. She was very deeply asleep

“I thought I saw you in the crowd but you left - thought you might have been too scared” Iris said to Rachel.

“Not at all” Rachel replied, “I just went to bring my friend up so we can be hypnotised together!

Charlotte protested “…What! Rachel, I never agreed to do this” She was getting a bit flustered

“I think we should turn around and leave. These people looked drugged.”

Secretly of course, Charlotte was very intrigued.

She went over to Heather “...Hey, wake up. We’re leaving ”

“She won’t hear you” said Iris. “Not until I’ve woken her up. It took a while but she did fall under trance eventually. She was the first to volunteer, after all. She was so keen, and I wouldn’t want to let her down”

Rachel was getting very excited “Iris, please please hypnotise me! Then you can work on my friend over here”

“Of course. Kneel down in front of me”

Rachel obeyed. She looked up and met Iris’ gaze while Charlotte watched on in fear and growing curiosity. She walked round the back of the bed to avoid Iris’ eyes directly, and also so she could see the change in Rachel more closely. Rachel had a massive grin on her face, and at one point burst into a fit of giggles.

“…sorry! This is just too exciting. I’ll behave myself… promise” stuttered Rachel. She turned her full attention back to Iris

“Shhh. Quieten your mind. Just keep looking deeper into my eyes”

Slowly, Rachel’s smile and laugh disappeared from her face, as if she was being drained of her usual spirited energy. Her eyes grew glassy and wide. Her shoulders relaxed. Her mouth remained slightly open as she made unbroken eye contact with Iris. It felt strange for Charlotte to see her friend acting like this. She looked down at Heather, blissfully sleeping.

Rachel began to sway gently round and round in circles.

“Your shirt Rachel is feeling very itchy. The feeling builds the longer you look into my eyes”

“Yes” Rachel muttered quietly, “My shirt is itchy”.

She tugged slightly at the fabric

“Take off your shirt for me”

Slowly, Rachel’s hands moved over her body and pulled her t-shirt off before dropping it onto the floor in front of her - leaving her kneeling in just her denim jeans and silky black bra

Charlotte couldn’t help but look at Rachel’s body - she had never seen her friend shirtless before. And in this state, all blank and mindless, she was very attractive.

“Good girl. You’ll be joining your friend soon”

Iris reached down and held Rachel’s chin up with a single finger “why did you decide to come back to me?”

“I need to know- what it feels like”

“What feels like?”

“To be hypnotised ”

“And are you deeply hypnotised right now?

Rachel’s eyes were fluttering, trying to keep focused on Iris’ gaze “…yes”

“Sleep now”

And in an instant Rachel’s eyes flickered close, and fell backwards onto the floor. She had the faintest smile as she laid there on the carpet, her eyelids flickering much like Heather’s and everyone else’s in the room

Iris giggled “your friend was really easy to hypnotise. Perhaps the easiest in a while. She seemed to really want to be controlled”

She turned her head round to face Charlotte, which caught her off guard. She still tried to avert her eyes from looking directly at Iris, but not before catching the faintest glimpse, now glowing a bit stronger than before.

“That’s great, a nice little party trick, but I think it’s time for us to go now. If you could help me wake up my friends here we’ll be out of your way”

Deep down though, Charlotte was slightly turned on looking at her friends on the floor. The idea of being induced to sleep sounded strangely sensual.

I could be next, she thought. I can join them

“A party trick, eh? Don’t you want to have a go too? There’s no need to be hasty there, you haven’t even told me your name.”

“My name is Charlotte. But as I said I’m not staying”

“Charlotte, that’s a lovely name. Can’t help but notice Charlotte that you’ve been avoiding looking me in the eye all evening. That’s a bit rude isn’t it”

Charlotte squirmed a bit

“Are you scared of them?”

“…no”

“Don’t you want to take a little peek?”

Charlotte did indeed want to take a peek. She had been captivated by them from the first time she opened the door

“…I… alright then. A peek won’t hurt anyone”

“Charlotte, we both know you are about to fall very deep into hypnosis. Are you alright with me taking control of your mind? To let me have my fun with you”

Charlotte shivered slightly. She’d actually like that very much.

She meekly nodded her head

“Kneel, Charlotte”

Charlotte looked straight into Iris’ eyes. She couldn’t hold back any longer. Deep, deep blue, with endless depth and contour. As she continued to stare, she noticed that Iris’ eyes had begun to glow, softly and subtly, and streaks of green, yellow and blue had begun to spiral out of her pupils. They looked beautiful, as did Iris herself.

She didn’t even realise that she had instinctively followed Iris’ command to kneel down and was now on the floor right beside where Rachel was lying. In fact it was getting hard to think about anything else other than the beauty of Iris’ eyes - glowing warmly and spiralling further into Charlotte’s mind

“You seem really shy Charlotte. Are you afraid of being hypnotised? Afraid of giving up control? That’s ok. Try to see how long you can resist my power. See how long your mental defences protect you for. Or don’t, it’s up to you. You’ll fall eventually.”

“I need to… resist” Charlotte’s brow furrowed as she tried to look away from Iris, to think about anything else but her eyes. But she started to wonder why she would ever want to look away? Her cheeks went bright red

“So you still choose to resist. To deny what you truly want. Try to get up, Charlotte”

Charlotte tried to move her legs, but as try as she might, it was like she was locked, frozen in place. All she could manage was a feeble squirm.

“What… are you doing to me.”

“Do you wish to continue?”

Charlotte gasped…. “….yes! Please!”

Iris laughed softly “Looks like you’re getting very hot there Charlotte. Very hot and flustered. That’s ok, just take your shirt off I don’t mind”

Charlotte didn’t need to be asked twice, she was already sweating heavily. Her hands moved by themselves unbuttoning her shirt, the shirt falling loosely off her arms and onto the floor behind her. Her hands then fell loosely in her lap as her entire body let go of all tension

“Good girl”

Charlotte felt a chill flow through her body. The air in the room was cool, the window was open and felt so good on her skin.

“Charlotte my dear, you were meant to try to resist my suggestions. Before that, you wanted to leave and take your friends with you, remember? Or did you just tell yourself that? And besides, you can’t leave now, you’re half naked”

“I’m… naked?” Charlotte was normally shy of her body, but right now she couldn’t quite process where she was or that Iris could see her in her bra

“Yes you are Charlotte. But there’s nothing to worry about. I’m just teasing you”

Swirling and spiraling, Charlotte felt her body swaying in a clockwise motion, locked into the soft pulsations of Iris’ spirally eyes. Every rotation of her body felt like a whirlpool dragging her down into inevitable sleep.

“See how easily I can control your mind”

Charlotte heard her own voice, somewhere far above her, reply “…Yes”

“See how easily you are hypnotised - even more so than your friends”

“….Yes”

“And you love this feeling, don’t you? You’ve secretly been longing for this ever since you arrived, haven’t you?”

Charlotte felt a sudden chill and her thighs squeezed slightly together

“…I… hurgh..”

“Shhh, it’s ok to admit it. You love this feeling”

“…I do”

Her admission sent Charlotte even deeper into her trance-like state, as if the last line of defence to her mind had been compromised. All Charlotte could see now was a blue light, glowing brighter and fiercer than ever and the spiral which captured her entire vision. All she could hear was Iris’ voice. Each turn of the spiral combined with each rotation of her body sent her spiralling ten times further down into her subconscious. Ten times deeper into the whirlpool. Ten times further into mindless bliss.

“How much do you want to fall deeply asleep right now?”

“…please” Charlotte mouthed, unable to quite get her voice to speak more than just a whisper. Her mouth stayed open, slack.

“I can’t hear you”

“I… need… to be hypnotised… like Rachel and Heather”

“But you said hypnosis wasn’t real”

“Hypnotise me, Iris” Charlotte couldn’t be aware of it now but she was getting very wet - a long trail of saliva was dripping from her mouth into her lap

“Shhh…” whispered Iris “Charlotte you were hypnotised from the moment you knelt down in front of me. And as agreed, this is just my reward now”

Charlotte was very far gone now. She could barely hold onto the meaning of the words Iris was saying, but she kept listening for those words she craved. Sleep Now. To be able to join her friends on the floor. Mentally, she was already there.

“…hurghh”

“Tell me how much pleasure you feel being controlled”

Charlotte’s eyes were battling to stay open, to stay staring straight into the blue light.

“…uhhh” She couldn’t speak. Pleasure was building all throughout her body

“Charlotte”

“…y..e….sss?”

“Sleep now”

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[somni-is-sleepy]

Part 2 of this story should be coming out this week! Here is a refresher if you are interested!

(Also, I did a bit of retconning, I've changed Lauren's name to Heather. Just felt the name felt more natural for the character - well I mean she's already asleep in this part anyway but anyway)

[moonbeamtriesthings]

It started off at a party...

You first saw her when you noticed someone pointing towards you, talking to her.

She was pretty, someone who no doubt was invited to a lot of these parties, especially compared to you, someone who was surprised to even get an invite to this one.

She approached you, a warm smile on her face and a greeting on her lips.

"Hi! Elle over there told me that you know this area really well and I'm ummm, feeling really hungry and there isn't any like, proper food here you know? Could you...maybe show me a place to get takeout or something?"

She sounded a bit nervous, but confident, in that paradoxical way. She knew what she wanted, how to get it but...was a tad nervous about something else? You weren't sure what. She wasn't wrong though, this was your neighbourhood, the place you grew up in. You knew it like the back of your hand.

You agreed to show her a place, somewhere that did a variety of food so that she had options. A smile brightened her face and she shouldered her bag properly, ready to go at that moment.

You put your drink down (you had barely drunk any of it anyway) and lead her outside.

The night was brisk, a tad cold, but nothing a good hoodie wouldn't solve. She had a jacket on, and was fiddling with something.

You had been in the middle of general small talk with her when she pulls out her phone.

"Hey....so, this is kinda embarrassing but well...I make music and I was wondering if you could give my latest track a listen? I just want to get some feedback from someone that doesn't usually listen to it you know?"

She hadn't struck you for an artist, but you guess you should never judge a book by it's cover. You agreed to listen and accepted the wireless earphones she gave you. The track started and it was some sort of electronic music. You don't listen to music of this genre but you didn't hate it so you kept listening so that you could at least give some honest feedback.

There was something underneath the melody...lyrics maybe? You couldn't quite make them out..hm. You asked her and her lips quirked upwards.

"Oh! Yeah they're not supposed to be properly audible! It's part of the genre!"

Huh...well, whatever. You kept listening, walking down the street with her towards the takeout place.

"Hey...let's head back to my hotel room first." She said, looking over to you, that smile still around her lips. Wow. She was really pretty...

You agreed to head to her hotel, no harm in it...you didn't really know why but... it didn't really matter why if that's what she wanted.

Huh? What...?

You both reach her hotel room, her music still playing in your ears (it had been going for a long while actually...you were beginning to like it...) and she closes and locks the door behind you.

"Kneel." She commands and you are hit with a wave of confusion. What the-?

You're kneeling though.

What? Why are you kneeling? What's....what's going on?

"Good Pet!" She lets out a giggle and brushes a hand over your head as your mind spins, trying to figure out what's going on.

"I bet you're confused right now, but that's okay! You don't need to worry about any of that." You were confused and...what...what were you thinking about? You distinctly remember worrying about.....something...

The music continues in your ears.

You decide to forget about what you were worrying about.... if you can't even remember what it was then clearly it wasn't important.

What was important, however, was the woman in front of you, and her words... right?

"It's alright cutie, I'll take care of you from now on. Okay?" She smirks at you, a hand on your cheek, holding you softly. It's such a wonderful touch. She has such a wonderful voice. She's gonna take care of you? Wow...how kind and generous of her...

You nod.

"Good Pet! I know that nobody will mind if you're away for one night so... why don't you get into bed, sleep the night away with my music in your ears and when you wake up...well, we can see just how obedient you are..." She smiled at you..

You nod.

You slowly get up off your knees, climbing into the large hotel bed, curling up, thoughts a mess as the music keeps playing in your ears and your head and your mind over and over and over and over and over....

You're obedient. You'll show her just how obedient you are. You're a good pet. You don't need to worry about anything else....

Sweet Dreams~ ×

[y0urmindisg0ne-deactivated20260]

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[imperfectlyradiantlyspiraling]

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[brainwashednpopped-deactivated2]

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[pixiespond]

Being slowly eased into dollification by your partner. You don’t think much of it at first, they’ve always loved spoiling you, so them offering you pay for your outfits isn’t out of the ordinary. They’ll happily do it, only ever asking for pictures of you in them in return. And you don’t find the way they seem to perk up whenever you ask their opinion on what to wear to be out of the ordinary either, they’ve always loved helping you. Though you suppose there’s something to be said in how meticulous they are when they help you dress. Even the simplest tasks like tightening a strap or tying your shoe tend to take them longer, they can’t seem to help but linger, admiring your form, showering you in compliments. So it’s only natural that as time passes you start to crave their assistance, finding yourself wanting them to pick out your look for you. Your clothes, your hair, your shoes, they always do such a good job and you always get such a warm fuzzy feeling whenever they do. It’s almost ritualistic, a quiet moment of intimacy that you alone share. They love it, and you’ve grown to love it too. That’s why you’re as reassured as you are flustered by the calm grin that overtakes their features when you ask them if they’ll pick something out for you to wear to your date tonight.