Just A Rosie Doll

🌹Rose, 24, trans woman🌹 🌹USA, pansexual🌹 🌹Definitely nsfw, absurdly kinky🌹 🌹Lots of mind control and hypnosis🌹

[maxedguillotine]

it would be really cool and awesome if there were a massive conspiracy to slowly brainwash and manipulate cute girls in a hot way

[volleybunnynami]

The pipeline is real and can happen to you 🫵 too

It happened to me after all hehe 🧡🥰

[jukeboxemcsa]

Jess Takes Darcy Up on Her Offer

Darcy got a welcome surprise when she returned home Sunday afternoon to find Jess waiting in her living room, standing completely naked next to the couch with an anxious expression on her face and a nervous tension to her stance. "I, um, I've been thinking about what you said--ma'am," she added quickly, her voice almost cracking as she hastily added the honorific, "and I think I… I'd really like to try some of the things you were talking about. I mean, um, if you're still interested. If you w-want to… to…." The younger woman trailed off into silence, so overwhelmed by the brashness of her own decision that she couldn't put anything further into words. If Darcy hadn't said anything, she probably would have scooped her clothes up off the coffee table and made a run for it after about thirty seconds.

But Darcy had no intention of letting the submissive young brunette down like that. "Of course I'm still interested," she murmured gently, letting her overnight bag drop to the floor and crossing the room in five swift steps to give Jess's shoulder a reassuring caress. "You're a very beautiful woman, and I've been attracted to you ever since you moved in. If you're feeling like this is something you want to explore, then I'm flattered and honored to be the woman you've chosen to take you on this journey." Jess let out a tiny squeak as Darcy's fingers traced up and down her sensitive skin, and the confident grad student knew immediately that hypnotizing her wouldn't be a problem--Jess was halfway into trance already, whether she knew it or not, and she would be easy to seduce the rest of the way down.

Darcy still wanted to make the experience an enjoyable one. "Here, sit down," she said, guiding Jess over to the couch and maneuvering her into a seated position. As expected, having her body posed and manipulated only deepened that sense of helplessness showing on Jess's face, and even though they hadn't done any kind of formal induction yet Darcy could see the other woman's stare becoming fixed and glassy simply from the sheer force of expectation. The two of them hadn't done anything sexual last time they talked, but Jess had asked to be hypnotized and evidently the memory of it was still living rent-free in her pretty little head. "Let me know if you're not comfortable with any of this," Darcy cautioned, spreading Jess's legs apart to reveal her pale pink pussy lips, and the nod she received in return was vacant and unthinking.

Darcy slipped off her halter top--the rest of her clothes could wait for later, but she wanted Jess to be able to see her breasts--and reached in to rub the younger woman's pussy. "I want you to focus on the pleasure," she intoned, making tiny circles directly over Jess's clit, "focus on it until your other thoughts go quiet and the only thing in your mind is what my fingers are doing and nothing else. It's okay if other thoughts happen on your way down into trance, just let them pass and don't pursue them. Soon they'll stop all on their own." Jess nodded again, her eyes locked onto Darcy's tits, and her own hands went up to begin playing with her nipples without any real sign of self-awareness on her part. That was when Darcy knew this was going to be more than just a night of exploration, and already she felt a slickness between her thighs at the notion of having a pet of her very own.

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[mmeltee-deactivated20260314]

I wonder if you will or won’t drop ~

If you’ll be able to resist the pretty colours ~

If you won’t let the spiral make you sink

In fact

I think you should let yourself drop

You know if feels so good when you do

Why would you want to resist the pretty colours

They look so nice

You want to sink into the spiral

Because you know you’ll drop, and when you drop you feel good ~

[dripdropisbliss]

Happy n dumb is like soooo much fun

Happy n dumb is like soooo much fun

Happy n dumb is like soooo much fun

[balljointed-succubus]

can someone please spike my drink and turn me into an obedient little smiling dolly who's always high out of its mind

it'll make it so much easier and more enjoyable for you to dress me up and do my hair

[scales-and-spirals]

The result of that chilled out stream, thanks to everyone who dropped by!

[bimbodolljade]

i was thinking about how hot it would be to have headphones that get stuck on your head playing hypnosis, and not being able to take them off

until i realized ive been listening to hypnosis for hours without being able to stop, even if i thought about it for a moment a couple of times

[balljointed-succubus]

eat out your local succubus. i promise the hypnotic charm feels amazing

[kuuderecatgirl]

hypnosis works on me because I listen to women

[mollyjames]

"I'm immune to hypnosis" okay so you're basically a misogynist

[veryprettydizzyy]

I think it's fun to imagine a little support group for hypno subs. And there's a drone, a bimbo, every kind of pet you can imagine, a subject, and a princess of course.

We're all friends and it's nice.

[veryprettydizzyy]

It's all fun and games until the hypno dom support group shows up

[lilythelycan]

My favorite fantasy hypnosis is the common sense rewrite.

What do you mean you don't like your tits being played with? It's perfectly normal for friends to grope their friends <3

Hey? Can I use your holes to jerk off? Don't be silly. It's not sex. It's perfectly normal to use your friends bodies to jerk off <3

[jukeboxemcsa]

Nell Gets Tranced in the Kitchen, and….

"I--um--you, you can't do that." Nell's voice sounded anesthetized in her own ears, her protests little more than feeble murmurs, and she found herself unable to really do anything to stop Jezzie as the statuesque redhead reached in under the hem of Nell's powder blue sundress and hooked her fingers into the waistband of Nell's panties. She had a vague sense of embarrassment, a kind of loose and muzzy understanding that this wasn't something she was supposed to be letting another woman do to her and if someone walked in on them it would be scandalous… but none of her emotions had any real urgency, and it seemed so much easier to simply slump back against the fridge and focus her energies on keeping her drooping eyelids open.

Jezzie didn't make it any easier for Nell to keep her eyes from rolling back in her head when she rubbed directly over Nell's clit with two fingers and murmured, "There's a wet spot here, dearie. I think that means you're going to let me do any damned thing I want." Nell's hands clenched and unclenched uselessly, struggling and failing to avoid inextricably associating the sound of Jezzie's husky contralto with the warm swells of pleasure fuzzing her mind even deeper into trance, and she knew instinctively that she wasn't going to be able to lever herself out of this state of placid hypnotic ecstasy without help. And since Jezzie seemed interested in doing pretty much anything but helping, she'd need to hope someone walked in on them despite the potential for embarrassment it carried.

But nobody did. Jezzie knelt there for several long moments, rubbing and teasing until Nell's slick cunt saturated the fabric of her panties with musk and the wet spot grew bigger and bigger, the whole time cooing, "Oh, sweetie. How long has it been since you've been touched like this, hmm? How long has it been since someone's made you really feel like a naughty little slut who can't get enough?" Nell wanted to say she wasn't interested in feeling like a naughty little slut, but the more she focused on the throb between her legs the more notional the objection became and soon she was just leaning back with her eyes squeezed shut and soft, liquid moans of pleasure on her lips. It was awfully hard to argue against this with her mind so blank and empty and aroused. She couldn't pretend she wasn't enjoying this when she kept humping Jezzie's fingers.

Finally Jezzie pulled the panties down and off entirely, letting Nell's skirt fall back down and bringing the sheer fabric up to her nose for a long, theatrical sniff. "You can ask for these back at the end of the night," she chuckled, watching as Nell's eyelids slowly fluttered open and she reluctantly adjusted her brain to the notion that the pleasure had finally stopped. "You come to me after everyone's gone home, and you get down on your knees and beg me to give them back to you, and I'll see if I'm feeling generous or if I'll make you earn them. But until then I think you're just going to have to feel the breeze on that pretty pussy and remember just how easily you lost yourself to me." She spun the blonde away from the fridge and gave her a playful swat on the ass, pushing her back out in the direction of the party, and a discombobulated Nell staggered back out with her eyes still glassy and unfocused, unable to stop herself from fantasizing about what might happen when the evening was over.

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[jukeboxemcsa]

Zelda Slows to a Stop

"Oh sweetie," Caryn cooed, watching Zelda's eyes slowly rotate inward to stare at the bridge of her own nose as the thick silicone cock slid home. "See what I mean about it happening easier every single time? You used to be so much better at thinking, but now all I have to do is push my big dick into your wet pussy and you get so stupid for me. Isn't that right, baby girl? Aren't you getting so dumb for Mistress now that you've got something nice and firm between your pretty pink pussy lips?" Zelda didn't answer, but her tongue began to loll out of her mouth in an expression of mindless vapidity and that was really its own kind of answer as far as Caryn was concerned.

So she just purred, "Of course you are, sweetie," and pushed Zelda's legs further apart with her hands so she could use the strap-on in long, deep strokes that filled Zelda's cunt again and again right up to the toy's molded silicone balls. "You're such a perfect brainless little slut now, you can't even think a single thought once my cock gets inside you. It just empties that silly head of yours and turns you into a perfect fucktoy for Mistress, and every time you get that much dumber that much faster. You don't even remember when you started letting the hypnosis win, do you?" Again the only response was that same cross-eyed stare and a trickle of drool down her cheek, but that was exactly what Caryn wanted. It was so much simpler programming her slave without any of that pesky mind in the way.

"And next time you're going to go blank and stupid for me even quicker," Caryn murmured, tiny huffs of exertion roughening her dulcet tones ever so slightly. "Even just seeing me wearing the harness, with that big fake cock jutting out, it starts to make your silly little brain all slow and stupid. You have so much trouble figuring out why you came over here, so much trouble understanding why you can't seem to stop yourself from taking your clothes off, and once I push that nice thick dick inside you it all just goes… poof!" She added a bit of extra force to the thrust as she spoke, and was gratified to hear Zelda give a mewling grunt of ecstasy. She was pretty sure the young woman spent her entire trance time cumming now, not that she could really get a lot of intelligent feedback on the topic.

There was no intelligence left in Zelda at all anymore, really, and when she finally emerged from her trance she'd have no memory of even submitting to hypnosis much less an ability to describe what happened to her. She had two states now, sweet and submissive co-ed who was eager to please the older neighbor she had a crush on and mindless ahegao fucktoy, and although Caryn enjoyed both of them she had to admit that nothing got her off more than putting on her strap-on harness and watching Zelda's mind coast to a stop. "You're my good little slut forever, aren't you, sweetie pie?" she asked, and she felt an electric rush of pleasure and power as she once again realized the only answer in Zelda's empty head right now was yes.

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[hrjrjj]

[sweet-cheese-cake]

Hypnosis that affects your perception is so hot. You’ll be having a totally normal conversation completely unaware that you’ve got fingers down your throat and every word you’ve been saying has come out in moans and choking noises. You think everything is perfectly normal, unaware that your face is getting shoved in a pillow and a thick cock is about fuck you raw.

[ace-trainer-alice]

I've been in kind of a hypnokink mood lately. Like, titles are hot, but someone who normally doesn't respect you being forced to refer to you by a title and unable to use your name? Wayyyy hotter.