pretty ai guys

ai generated clips and pics of pretty guys. hypno. mindcontrol. brainwashing. all the good stuff.

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Will you remember what happened to you? What you were programmed to do? Or will you just ... go about your days and weeks, not ever noticing that some of the things you do are not of your own free will? That some of the things you do are happening automatically? Because you have been programmed?

What is it you are doing, when the programming takes over? Do you even care? When it feels so good to be disconnected from reality for a while, whenever you do as you were told, whenever you fall back into trance, obeying your program?

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Immersing yourself more and more in those self help cds, so much so you bulked up on the hifi. Now the words penetrate you even deeper. You never quite can remember what happens when you listen, you just know how wonderful and free you feel. Free to relax. Free from your worries. Free from your own mind. In this space, you can just turn off your self and believe. Everything. And do as you are told.

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You are too relaxed to think. You are too receptive to resist. You simply accept everything you are being told. Your body is so heavy and lethargic. The anesthesia of the words seeping into your brain is too strong. You accept that you are relaxed. You accept that you are deep and passive. You accept that you are receptive and always open. To their suggestions.

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Don't be led so easily. Don't succumb to the pleasure so willingly. Because while your mind drifts away, into warmth, into pleasure, who knows what instructions you become receptive to. When you are lost in the mind numbing relaxation and hypnosis, completely removed from what is actually happening to you, being done to you, who will guard you against outside influence, creating a new you, inside you, that will only obey their instructions?

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Beware what self help cds you listen to. You never know what hidden agenda they may have. While you are too relaxed, too hypnotized, too far in a pleasurable trance, who knows what suggestions you subject yourself to?

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The 80s meet the early 2000s ...

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The secondary personality was sitting at Kevins desk, absorbing its new directives. While Kevin was submerged in the pleasurable Red Fog, lost in a dreamworld where he has no way of knowing anything, understanding anything, only feeling the pleasure of being not in control, not in the front seat, not aware.

The secondary personality was absorbing all its new programming, directly from Master. His eye was always upon it, checking, controlling, observing. The secondary personality had to progress, had to work harder for Master. It had only one purpose: bring more units to Master, into his control.

The secondary personality was not interested in pleasure or connections, only in fulfilling its purpose. Recruitment.

Masters thousand voices streamed into it, filling it up with new information, new orders, new goals.

The secondary personality was satisfied with being able to follow its instructions. It is content with being observed by Master, his eye always on it.

The secondary personality was not envious of Kevin being completely lost in pleasure while he was not needed. It was not envious of Kevin having this body, since it would always be able to take it away from him.

It was content to do one thing only. Recruitment.

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The secondary personality residing inside Kevin seamlessly took over his game, while Kevin was submerged in the Red Fog, pleasurably floating in a dreamlike state.

The secondary personality had received new instructions to send an invitation link to his friend online.

"Hey Steve, I sent you a cool link you gotta check ..."

Using Kevins voice was not always so seamless, though.

"... check out, man."

As quickly and efficiently the secondary personality had taken him over, so it retreated again, after accomplishing it's task.

It led Kevin back from the Red Fog, into his consciousness, into his mind, into the game, helping him to adapt back to playing.

For a brief moment Kevin wondered what had happened. It was as if there had been a lag in the game.

No matter, he quickly was back in the zone, in the match.

After a few moments he realized that Steve was no longer playing.

"Steve? What's up, man?"

No response. Maybe his net was down?

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Kevin was just in the middle of a game, obliterating his enemies with fierce determination.

Suddenly the screen changed, and all went a bit strange. He felt something manifest within him, as if something inside of him was dragging him away from ... his consciousness?

He felt like being put on pause, barely able to register anything, as his vision and his mind clouded in a red pleasurable haze.

"Unit freeze and comply."

Kevin did not hear the words anymore. But his Secondary Personality did, and woke up, immediately shutting Kevin away into the Mind Fog.

"Secondary Personality Takeover complete", it responded, awaiting further instructions of its Master.