#hypnosis?

[bitingmidnight]

call me distress the way I'm in all these damsels

[latenighttrance]

I sure had an interesting night morning sleep. I don't fully understand or remember what happened, but I imagine my frequent reading of hypno stories might've contributed to what I'm about to describe.

I woke up, and the first thing I noticed was that my body was heavy. Like, really heavy, and I couldn't move. I felt something (my bed) supporting the weight of my body, but I couldn't actually feel it. I was heavy but also... floating?

I tried moving, I really did, but I couldn't even lift a finger. I couldn't control my breathing, but I was breathing fine and deeply and automatically, so that wasn't an issue. I'd even dare say it felt nice. I kept wondering if my body would be limp and floppy if someone tried to pick up my arms or something.

My left arm started tingling, then it spread to my shoulders, then my upper right arm and it jumped to my left leg, too.

But the weirdest/most interesting thing was... when you normally start dozing off, you don't really feel it until you, like, catch yourself nodding off, right?

As I was observing everything I was feeling while wondering why the hell I wasn't back asleep, every so often I had a moment where my thoughts just... dissolved. I felt my train of thoughts slipping from me and every time, I mentally sighed or moaned (I couldn't will myself to speak) and my body felt even heavier and floatier???? Like, the sighing just kinda happened, it wasn't like I was consciously doing that. It just... felt really nice.

And it kept happening every few minutes! I'd try to describe to myself what I was feeling for inspiration for writing later and then *poof*! Gone!

I think the best comparison is a drop of water splashing onto a stilled lake, causing gentle ripples until the lake returned to stillness. It was wild.

I also think I felt my eye rolling behind my eyelids? I couldn't move my eyes either, but I felt them unfocusing? Even though they were, y'know, closed and not looking at anything. Could be REM, too.

I have no idea how long I was like this, it felt like an hour but it probably wasn't. I slowly was able to move my fingers, then my arms, and then I had to physically pry my eyes open to look at my watch, they did NOT want to open.

And then I found out I only slept for less than 3 hours and yet was wide awake!

I literally never had something like this happen. I don't get sleep paralysis, but I do get night terrors, though they haven't happened in a while. Is there an opposite to a sleep paralysis? Can sleep paralysis feel good? Does this count as self-hypnosis? I don't know but I'm so using this in my writings

[evangelust]

I’m gonna dress you up in lacy lingerie and fuzzy animal ears and then we’re going to sit in a circle with our plushies and have a tea party and I’m going to go around and brush everyone’s fur.

You’re not allowed to ask why none of the other toys are wearing collars and cuffs though, okay? Okay good I like that we’re on the same page about this :)

Also it’s magic tea that turns your brain into fluff btw. Vibrators might be involved…

[notthebrighteststar]

CAN Someone teach me how to lucid dream i want to sooo bad

[submissivefeminist]

After work I had a joint outside and got so high that I slipped into trance two or three times and had an incredible little solo journey out in the nature. 🌻🌿🌺☀️🌷💚✨

[mychlapci]

Rodimus having a praise kink and wanting to be taken care of.

Ratchet turning off all motor function so he can't move or even speak. All he can do is lay there like a doll as they use him. Then afterwards they clean him up by giving him a bath and feeding him. Except he still can't move so they have to wash him and hand feed him.

Rodimus just being warm and his mind all cloudy and peaceful.

oh my god. not to keep showing my ass on here but i’ve kind of started writing a fanfic where Ratchet has the exact opposite of this kink (and he’s feeling guilty about it), so now i’m thinking that Drift finds out Rodimus wants to be immobilized and taken care of and that Ratchet wants someone to immobilize and to take care of, so now he’s gotta get his two boyfriends to fulfill each other’s fantasies. Of course there’s a bunch of awkward shenanigans happening as he tries to make them talk to each other about it but he ends up having to be the middleman in the end anyways...

But all is good once Rodimus is medically paralyzed, turned into a pretty doll with a couple wet holes perfect for fucking. Ratchet and Drift take care of him. Tell him how good he’s being, so obedient, so docile, letting them do anything they want. The only thing Rodimus can move are his optics. He looks from Drift to Ratchet as they fondle him, prepping his valve for a big stretch, moving his hands and legs as they please. 

Rodimus pressed up between Ratchet and Drift, his valve full of their spikes. He can’t move his hips, he can’t close his arms around Drift’s shoulders or hold Ratchet’s hand at his hip, he can barely moan, little reflexive whimpers escaping his throat as his internal nodes are assaulted. He wonders if they know that his valve clenching down is him overloading, since he can’t exactly yell out his pleasure or even twitch through the bliss like he normally would. He just has to sit there, gently manhandled on top of two spikes, frame every so often exploding with charge that he cannot shake off. 

Once he’s been properly filled, it’s time to clean him out. Rodimus is placed into the tub, his back pressed against Drift’s chest, while Ratchet sprays him with water, gently cleaning out the transfluid and drool off of his frame, letting the shower head linger on Rodimus’ valve, telling him what a good doll he is. Rodimus feeling warm and dizzy as the transfluid is dug out of his valve and his panels are cleaned up. His mind is completely clouded over when he’s getting spoon-fed energon. Drift has to open and close his mouth for him, because he can’t do anything but swallow… like a good doll <3 

[princess-dangerkok]

i just

want to be

somebody's pretty little dolly,

and when they say,

"pose"

I'll sit down,

spread my legs,

and my mind will go blank,

and my face will go blank,

and for a little while,

they'll marvel at how pretty I am

when I'm a blank doll.

their, blank doll.

and then they'll fuck me.

but alas!

that takes a long time to accomplish

properly,

so I'll just sit here and meditate.

I'll be my own, pretty peaceful dolly. ^^