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[victoriaprincess]

made a meme

[bluedresskitty]

The Wedding Band

This story is based on a prompt from @kink-prompts

The crowd watches the newlyweds take the floor for their first dance, staring deeply into each other's eyes as they spin slowly in the centre of the ballroom. Shared emotions cloud the room as the song continues: joy, pride, happiness, envy.

Nearby, elevated on their small stage, the band soulfully coaxes out the tear-jerking love song. A song laced with themes of love and commitment. But there is an underlying tone that the crowd can't quite hear.

But they feel it.

It presents as a growing warmth and a slight tingle, but is easily dismissed as an emotional reaction to their loved ones, their friends embracing on the dance floor. It's subtle and cleverly mixed behind the band's music; an undulating, nearly subsonic waveform designed for one purpose. To punctuate the soul warming love song and inducing a soul entrapping trance.

They focus on the loving couple's embrace, and the tendrils of the hypnotic track slowly and surely wind and sneak through each audience members defences. They probe and prod each mind, looking for a weakness, an opening, a back door left propped open.

Around the room, loving, content smiles transform to blank, slack jaw expressions. Eyes fog over and take on a vacant and empty look, echoing the increasing blankness of their minds. Still watching the couple. Still focusing on their movements. But their stares are empty. Their minds are empty.

Couples slide closer to each other. Hands clasping tighter as they stare mindlessly. Arms wrapping around waists. As they contact each other, electricity fires across their skin, exciting them. Jolts of pleasure from the contact sends shivers of bliss into their core. Flashes of flesh and pleasure burst into their minds as their arousal begins to peak.

In the centre of the room, the newlyweds continue to dance, still staring into each other's eyes longingly. Except now, as the increasingly aroused stares of the audience bore into them, they're infused with a new feeling. The sum of the audience's arousal strikes them as though cupid had discovered weapons of mass destruction. Their skin steams with the heat of the audience's broiling arousal.

They continue dancing, their eyes begin to see nothing but scenes of unbridled sexual acts. What started as visions and sensations of sensual caresses has now escalated to frenzied gropes and kisses.

As the crowds sexual energy pours into them, their pleasure reaches a fever, sweat is pouring off their hot skin as though they have been fucking for hours. Pleasure courses through their bodies as their minds conjure images of sex. Penetration, moaning, whimpering, sadistic pleasures of the flesh flashing across their minds.

In the couple's peripheral vision, they see not the vacant, staring crowd. They see their fantasies. The sexual actions in each person's mind. The room is transformed into an orgy of epic proportions, fuelled by a mindless, hazy, hypnotically driven energy pouring from the speakers.

The music is barely audible now over the crowds' imagined moans and screams of ecstasy. The couple continues to dance, but their bodies convulse with the collective pleasure of hundreds of guests' fantasies.

Uncontrollable surges of pleasure wash through them as they grip each other tightly, eyes locked together, holding on like their lives depend on it. Hundreds of collective sexual fantasies are executing in their minds simultaneously, and they begin to lose awareness of anything but the arousal and the pleasure as they shake with orgasm after orgasm.

The band strikes a final note, ending the song. The white hot images of sex begin to fade. Aftershocks of pleasure ripple through the couple's bodies as their awareness returns. Shocked expressions are exchanged as the room comes into focus. Their wedding attire is damp, their skin is dripping, and their breath is heavy.

The audience's minds also begin to clear, and they note the end of the first dance. A round of applause erupts across the room, inducing aftershocks of pleasure through the couple. Each audience member turns to kiss and whisper words of love to each other, unaware of the intense sexual explosion that they had just conjured into the bodies of the lovely couple in front of them.

A guitar is being tuned. Then the band begins to play the next song.

"Feel free to join the lovely couple on this one, folks!" The singer advises, as he begins the second song of the night.

[homestuck--edits]

Mindfang and )(IC redrom sprites for anon.

- Mod Jessica

[andyoualsohaveapizza]

@VanRyderLP: Almost 4am @Zisteau & @VintageBeefLP got ahold of @Oizuru's camera, looking at her Icelandic photos. :D

[andyoualsohaveapizza]

Rob's Vines from Minecon.

[andyoualsohaveapizza]

@VanRyderLP: Look who finally woke up! @VintageBeefLP @GuudeLP

[craftingtrooper]

it's like being invited to your friend's party but not being able to go because you have to have your teeth pulled instead