I think the risk of accidentally getting hypnotized should be higher. I think you should be able to accidentally click on a weird link, and suddenly you’re sitting for hours with your brain leaking out between your legs. I think you shuld be able to go on a slightly fishy date, and the next day find yourself as a completely brainwashed fucktoy. You should be able to walk into a store you’ve never seen before, and come out of that store with a brand new and freshly reprogrammed personality. The fact that falling into a deep trance that will permanently change me isn’t something I have to worry about in my everyday life just doesn’t sit right with me.
Being conditioned into rubbing my cunt whenever a specific word is said except I lose all my thoughts and control. Only to find myself blinking with a wet puddle of cum underneath me.
Even better if it’s a relatively common word that you mention with your friends so you can make me show off without me ever knowing why >>>
tricking anxious little bro into thinking his big bro is just trying to help him relax, when really he's going to hypnotize the sweet dumb boy into submission.
wrapping little bro's brain in a warm cozy blanket so he doesnt have to think at all. turning him so sweet and stupid and needy that when he wakes up, all he wants is his big bro.
he wants his big bro so much he doesn't even care when he feels big bro's cock push against his virgin hole. doesnt care when his cherry breaks and bleeds. doesnt care when his cunt gets filled with big bro's cum. just clinging to him and sobbing, desperate to never let go.
When you greeted me I could tell that my thoughts were already going- something you loved to tease me over. No worries though, I was thirsty, so getting water would be a necessary distraction to help regain my composure.
As I made my way back to my seat I felt my knees buckle as I gripped my water bottle not nearly as tightly as I clung to my consciousness.
After sitting down all I can remember is that fuzziness again.. what was it that you said to me? Er- About me? You called me... Something? Something you called me made me flustered-
you could tell by the look on my face
You teased me for being so fuzzy
I was past fractionation by then
Past thinking big thoughts
Then you said,
“Well if that flusters you- I wonder how you’d react if I started moaning in your ears?”
I tried to play it off- “I mean it’s not like that would get me off anyways.” Just… a noise I thought.
they continued,
“Oh? What if the more you heard me moan the more it dumbed you down? Each and every time filling you up with my voice in your head
That- oh, no… Now it was all I could focus on… & they knew it too… a smile grew across their face
It felt warm and tingly
I was entirely captivated by their voice
And with every sound i was losing myself
“You okay, love?” They teased
I sat and pouted
“I’m totally fine- what wouldn’t I be?”
“oh sure-“ they said cheekily.
“And I’m sure that you would be just as fine if you found yourself instantly moaning every time you hear me?”
I gasped- they… they wouldn’t!
They moaned gently
And…
suddenly
I found a similar sound escaped from my lips
‘What the fuck’ I thought before the noise was followed by an immediate burst of pleasure
“That’s right… Just moan for me,” they whined
and…
I did
“See?” They said, “it’s just so effortless… just so easy for you to moan for me”
I did
Every time they said that
Each time I heard it the noises coming from me just got louder, longer, and more passionate
and that alone was turning them on
“That’s right” they said, “the more and more you moan for me-
I did
-the more entranced you feel- the better it feels… because I have a feeling you like being dumbed down, love- so you can relax and let your thoughts fade into that pleasure. Just let all of those thoughts melt away. Each and every time you hear it feeling even better & better…
Moan for me”
I did
My thoughts popped away like bubbles in the wind… gone without a trace of their existence
they continued,
“You can find yourself so filled with pleasure that it makes you oh so happy and so giggly after each and every time you moan for me”
I did. A giggle escaped my lips just as easily as the moans had before… Poof!
and gone was the inner monologue I’d clung to
I felt myself drifting deeper and deeper
“Moan for me”
I did
then another giggle left me feeling empty & light
Sinking
even
deeper-
Literally…
As I’d relaxed so deeply that I’d been slowly but surely falling off of my chair and onto the floor entirely without realizing at all this whole time.
“Moan for me”
I did
pop!
A giggle
“Moan for me”
I did
pop!
Another giggle
“Moan for me”
I did
pop!
Followed by another giggle
“1, 2, 3, 4, 5- You okay, love?” They questioned.
“huH? Oh hiii Hehe yeaa :>” I said hazily
“You feelin alright?” They asked.
“mmmmhmnm” I replied.
“Well that’s good love… because, well I….
I can’t see you? I don’t… know where you are”
I opened my eyes to look around
as if it was all for the first time,
the… floor? The floor. The floor?? Why was I…?
“Hm? Oh!! Hehe! Im down here!!!” I waved at them from below my seat
“Up up up” they said & I soon
felt my brain slowly returning
“….fuuuck” I groaned.
“Why am I??? On the floor????” I asked through the haze.
“Why are you on the floor?” They smirked.
“Uhhhhhh??? Uhhhhhhhhhh” I tried recall
but was left dumbfounded by the sheer
number of gaps left in my memories.
“hey love? Could you do me a favor?” They asked innocently.
I snapped out of my puzzled gaze and nodded.
“Moan for me”
I did
loudly.
before I even realized what was happening.
“You? That. That’s… unfair- rude frankly.”
“Oh? Is it?” They smiled.
I recoiled. “I can’t even control how loud it is”
“Mhm-“ they replied, “because why would you want to? It feels so good to not be in control. Doesn’t it?”
I covered my face up again- taking a breath
in attempt at beginning to regain my composure
“I am… fine” I exhaled in attempt to convince myself.
“You are fine” they winked.
“you know what I mean” I said through my flushed cheeks as they nodded at me.
I got myself up off of the floor and onto my seat
“How can I brat under these conditions?” I joked
“Oh? What conditions” they chuckled.
I laughed. “Nefarious ones!”
They scoffed, “nefarious ones? That hurts my feelings” before feigning a sulk.
“you know what I mean” I sighed, “Hmph! Y’know what? I’m totally fine…” I pursed my lips and crossed my arms as I summoned up what had now become my newly regained resolve
“Mhm… yup!” they nodded, “You’re totally fine! everything’s completely normal…
Moan for me”
I did.
giggle
I covered up my face again.
“Yeah? Completely normal?” They taunted.
“completely normal… I’m totally in control
“Hm, Is that right?-
Moan for me”
I did
Another giggle
“B-but! What if I had something to say?” I pouted
“Aww you’re so right, I think you were gonna moan for me”
I did
Followed by a giggle
then what little consciousness I had was quickly drowned out by the sounds of laughter, the feeling of their control over me & the sound of my uncontrollable moans echoing over & over-
Hypnotize and make them think you’re not wearing a condom so they feel that much better thinking they’re getting filled up by you
Or hypnotize them to think you ARE wearing a condom so you can fill them up and they go about the rest of their day not even realizing they’re dripping with your seed
