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The Hypnosis Meme

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how?

01 induction. a comfortable place, a confident touch, and all the right words to take you under. deep breath in, deep breath out, just lie back for the plain flavor, no gimmicks or special powers involved.
02 the prop box. that's not enough? then how about a spinning spiral, or a swinging pocket watch, a coin or a candle, a flickering candle, that's right, just look at the flame, watch the flame closely, watch it dance in front of your eyes and relax, just relax...
03 simply powerful. deep and hypnotic eyes, a strong and commanding voice, their comforting and soothing touch; that person has more than talent - they have the power to bring you completely under their control, and there is no way to resist... at least not forever.
04 magic! a spell to control your body, a potion to command your mind, an artifact to destroy your will. you might have been enchanted, or even cursed. maybe it was an accident, a lesson gone wrong. whatever it was, it's time for a magical trance!
05 science! death rays are so last season, hypno rays are all the rage these days! and did you hear about that new drug that makes you 89% more suggestible to everything you're told? apparently they can even insert a chip into your brain and-- you know, why don't you see the miracle of science for yourself?
06 other. combine, change, roll again, or try something else entirely.

why?

01 therapy something you want to remember? something you'd like to forget? quit smoking, eat healthier, be the best you you can be. whatever your reason, whatever your method, your subconsciousness needs a spring cleaning to improve your life.
02 in good fun you're really looking forward to this! it's a show, it's a party, or maybe it's just the two of you trying something new. entertaining, relaxing, maybe even hot and steamy. kick back, and enjoy the experience.
03 part of the job the latest corporate drug, another monster preying on people's minds, the third alien artifact you dug up this week. you've run into this before, and you will run into it again. but maybe this time is different. maybe this time something went wrong...
04 part of a scheme you don't want this, but somebody else begs to differ. maybe it's as harmless as a prank to make you cluck like a chicken whenever they say your name. or maybe it's as bad as a plot to make you their obedient servant forever. only they know, but for better or worse, you're about to find out.
05 an accident a vacant stare into that magical mirror, blank faces after a gas leak, sparks flying in the wrong direction and suddenly you find yourself chanting 'yes, master' over and over again? looks like somebody was too careless. sure, nobody meant for this to happen, but it did, and now you have to deal with the side-effects.
06 other. combine, change, roll again, or try something else entirely.

what?

01 relaxation. all you want is to unwind, switch off, forget about your stress and worries for a while. close your eyes, you'll wake up feeling so refreshed. that is, unless somebody goes a little overboard with that happy and vacant smile...
02 transformation. bark like a dog. moo like a cow. put on this apron, you are the maid now. you're a robot, you're just a doll, you are the president of the world, an adorable baby, the perfect boyfriend- you are something or somebody you weren't before.
03 personality change. people don't change? we'll see about that! there must be some way to make you more assertive, less anxious, more honest, less unruly. maybe something could even change your evil ways! or your good ones, for that matter...
04 submission. this one is all about following commands. any commands. any commands. but do they just want to see you dance to their tune once, or will they wash, scrub and bleach your brain until it comes out blank and obedient forever?
05 seduction. maybe it's something sneaky to charm somebody you just met, maybe it's something sexy to spice up your relationship. whatever it is, whatever you do, it's trance time in the bedroom. and it would feel so amazing to take off your clothes for me, wouldn't it?
06 other. combine, change, roll again, or try something else entirely.

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[ victim. ]

(OoC: Hypnotist)

[[Preferring the hypnotized!]]

"Hmmm... as I thought, they really were pigeons in my archives."

The library in the manor of one Aether Brandier was a vast and sometimes sinister space packed with books of every size and color known to man. Here were novels and historical texts, research papers and grimoires of unfathomable purpose. Some of these were relatively famous, others seemed like they were invented for the sole purpose of being placed upon the shelf they occupied. And of course, there was no doubt that at least some of them were extremely dangerous. From knowledge that drove one mad to demons lurking between the pages, one never knew what kind of was abandoned amidst the numerous shelves, hopefully there to rot away for a better half of an eternity.

Unsurprisingly, there was security in place to keep those particular books exactly where they belonged. Woven into the words on covers and within the books, were ever so subtle enchantments in the form of a second script. As soon as one attempted to read the book's passage, one would also unwittingly recite the incantation layered over it, triggering a hypnotic spell that completely removed their control over their own body unless it was to fulfill a command by the book's order. An incredibly humane security system, all things considered. It may have been ominous to end up completely at another's mercy, but it was better than being roasted alive on the spot.

And today, that security system indeed caught a pigeon - a young harpy who, up until now, was an honored guest in that very manor.

"Seiza," the incredibly tall man with cerulean hair commanded as he stopped several steps away from where Viola was splayed out on the floor like a broken puppet with severed strings. "Can you tell me what, exactly, did you do wrong?"

Curiosity was a thing that supposedly killed cats, but for someone as driven as Viola, she never stopped to think if the same held true for harpies.

Books were among a favorite thing of hers, always a good source of information or entertainment or wonder (sometimes all of those). And knowledge was a power all on its own. Better considering that Viola never considered herself a good combatant, and could probably only hold her own if cornered. But what brought her to this library in particular? Cursed tomes.

Viola had... built up a resistance to curses, or a particular knowledge on how they work and how long it takes for one to affect her negatively. It was why she was here, carefully seeking out interesting books just to pick up new knowledge and pass the time. Why was she invited to a place like this, only to be forbidden to visit its actual archives? It should be a right of hers, dammit!

But alas, she'd soon find out. A spell imperceptible to even her had latched on as soon as she found a book she could actually handle safely. At once, her mind seemed to have suddenly hit a tidal wave, pushed out of her own body. She was there, and yet she was not. Viola froze, eyes wide with shock before her body became slack.

Her mind was intact, still. The "Seiza" command was completely unfamiliar to her as a word, and yet she obediently sat down on her ankles. She felt nothing yet, but it would no doubt get uncomfortable very fast.

Though she felt irritated at being called a pidgeon, when her voice found her, it was not hot objection but a cool, almost airy answer to his command. "I nosed unsupervised into the library despite being told not to because I was bored and curious."

"Words of sincere repentance! I'm impressed." The man lowered himself into a light crouch right in front of her, a position that offered her a good idea of where he was located but stopped short of giving away his current expression.

"You know, back when your father was caught by the same spell, he was so indignant that he wouldn't admit to wrong-doing even under hypnosis. I remember being so irked that I told him to give himself fifty strikes with a ruler. His fingers looked so swollen afterwards that he used them to brag about how he arm-wrestled a werewolf during pub crawls."

Exactly how Aether met Viola's parents remained a mystery from her. In fact, other things that remained mysteries were his age and exactly what he was. As far as most monster hunter in the region were concerned, Aether Brandier has simply always been there - a lingering constant, much like the dark lord's castle and turkey in the walls. He moved himself and his archive to a new place every other decade, but otherwise remained the same - intimidatingly tall yet surprisingly friendly one spoken to, with eyes and hair of cerulean, and clothing that looked as if it was woven out of living shadow. He was also said to be unfathomably strong, which made him the perfect keeper for other hunters' secrets.

Yes, the sort of secrets that Viola almost got her mitts on a few moments ago.

"I am not about to bully a young lady, though. I'd never be able to rest in peace otherwise," he continues as he leans back ever so slightly, as if he was trying to flex his body and his brain at the same time. "Let's say... hmmm, yes. How about you tell me how you'd prefer to be punished. That should be a fine enough way to handle it."

Technically, it was a slightly mean-spirited - hypnotized to the very bone as she was, Viola was bound to blurt out whatever punishment she would have preferred, even if it was the kind too embarrassing for her to normally mention. Still, Aether never expected anything particularly risque. Her unique heritage and fashion choices aside, Viola so far proved to be a good and perfectly normal kid. Yes, the sort he could allow to get away with this sort of fake punishment even after she oh so carelessly barged into his archives.

Viola was deeper in the hypnosis. Fighting it when she wasn't in life danger was bound to be more dangerous--and embarrassing--than opposing its flow.

But at least knowing that she wasn't fully suppressed allowed her to recover her indignation from earlier. "I'm a raven," she insisted, once she could find her voice again. It wasn't perfect; the hypnosis kept her still airy and matter of fact, and mustering anything beyond that took too much effort. Again, fighting the curse carried a risk that was only worth it if her life was on the line.

That didn't mean she was happy with it though. Aether mentioning her dad would have made her bristle again, but thinking on it, nothing really sounded like a lie. She decided to let him speak more on it.

That was naturally why he changed the subject.

The command to choose her punishment welled up in her to the point where resisting was lost. By the time she thought to resist, because of the first thing that came to mind, it was already too late. "Tentacles."

It was a word, but it conveyed everything he would need to know. Despite her cool voice, her cheeks were flush with embarrassment she could do nothing to hide. "Kidnapped and tied up and punished with tentacles. I always imagined one of the cursed books I opened would violate me, and I could never make the thought scary enough to stop thinking about it."

ooc » In all likelihood, he's doing the hypnotizing, but if your character's big and bad (or authoritarianly "good") enough to manage to overwhelm him, I'll give that a shot.

Would Reynard be interested in toying with a hunter like Dean? Fine with dub/non-con if you are, given the meme and all, or strictly non-shippy/smutty is fine too.

Oh, definitely. I'm still working out the kinks on how I'm adapting him, but he's basically going to be a nature spirit/fae creature, but still basically a trickster. He could have been posing as a hunter or someone being affected by supernatural attack to lure Dean in.

That would definitely do the trick. If you have a starter in mind by all means feel free to start us off.

( Victim! )

[[The hypnotized.]]

[Open/4/3 variation: Rita here is under an influence of your choice that has strongly shifted her personality... And she intends to induce the same effect in poor Imizael! Details open to you?]

[OTA. Willing to be the hypnotised or the hypnotiser.]

(The hypnotist.)

[[ The hypnotized. No smut, please. ]]

(The hypnotist.)

[Stumbling and only managing to keep her balance by her muscle memory, Jinx continues to struggle with Raven's latest demonic magic and ample backside.]

I-I'm gonna kick your butt so hard when I break out of this.

No you won't. You love being like this...all the time.

(Raven kept on shaking and twerking her ass, her silent spell continuing at the same time.)

A-all the time? What are you doing to me you...h-half demon...

[She trails off before she can curse, Raven's black magic surrounding her head and seeping into the pink glowing around her eyes.]

S-stop it...

[Her voice getting softer, her muscles relaxing]

You love it...repeat after me: you love being controlled by me...

(Raven's magic coursed over Jinx's body as she spoke, watching eagerly as her body relaxed and swayed in time with her ass.)

You love being hypnotized, dancing and twirling around while you're naked for me to see and enjoy watching...you even love when I have my way with your body...

I-I don't...you...can't...tell me what I...I...

[ Her breath catches in her chest and she whines.]

I love....you...I love this a-and...you and...feeling so weak and helpless.

[As the last of her pink magic was smothered out by Raven's black magic, Jinx's eyes became the same glowing shadows that Raven's were when she was at full power save for the glowing pink catlike slits in the middle.]

C-controlling me...using me...a-ahhh~

That's it, Jinx...repeat after me: you love being controlled by me.

(Raven would keep instilling these same words into Jinx's brain all day and night if she had to.)

You love being hypnotized by me, dancing and twirling while being naked for me...you love when I call you sexy names like slut, whore and bitch...

I...I love being controlled b-by you.

[Another whimper, her long legs shaking as she sank to her knees looking up at Raven's ass, so close now it blocked her view of anything else.]

I love being your slut.

I love being your whore.

I love being your bitch.

[Breathless, face flushed with heat, squirming on the floor, her eyes almost mirrorlike with how glassy they had become.]

Go on...tell me your names...your special names...my slut, my whore, my bitch...my bimbo.

(Raven turned to stare fully into Jinx's eyes, noting just how glassy and glazed over they had become. Her ass practically bounced and jiggled as it approached her face.)

Over and over...you love calling yourself those names all the time...

[Whimpering again, her lips began to move slowly, each word a whisper at first.]

S-slut...

...whore...

...b-bitch...

...b-bimbo...

Digging her nails into the carpet as she starred back, unseeing. The world was gone into shadows and as dark black magic radiated from her eyes leaving the little pink slits of light trapped inside, all Jinx could see was massive jiggling cheeks with purple eyes watching her. Like Raven's ass was speaking directly into her mind.]

That's it...over and over...say them even as you feel yourself falling asleep in my arms.

Slut...whore...bitch...bimbo...

(Raven's eyes glowed brightly with power even as her jiggling ass cheeks moved back and forth in a torrent, staring into Jinx's wide eyes and fully entrancing her under her power and hers alone. If she considered it, Jinx might be close enough to kiss her ass. Raven wouldn't mind it one bit.)

Sinking, falling, Jinx felt like she was losing herself in her own body. Like the image of Raven's bottom was getting bigger and bigger and the rest of the world was smaller and smaller. Nothing but Raven's eyes, Raven's words, Raven's ass.

As her eyes rolled up into her head she slumped forward slowly, barely able to keep from falling completely, sinking between Raven's cheeks and mumbling the words.

"Slut...whore...bitch...bimbo..."

Her voice softer, less angry, less struggling. More calm and confused. Warmth spreading from her skull down over her body.

Mmmm...just like that...

(Raven moaned softly as she felt Jinx's face rub and press against her ass cheeks, shaking and twerking it a few times while listening to her mumble the words over and over.)

Good girl, Jinx...say your favorite words over and over...tell me what you are while sticking your ass up and sleeping for me...know that you become your favorite words while you say them...

"Slut...whore...bitch...bimbo..."

Again and again even when the words were muffled by mouthfuls of warm flesh. When Jinx inhaled air to say the words again she sucked on Raven's cheek leaving a red mark.

"I am your slut. I am your whore, your bitch, your like...bimbo."

The term bimbo drawing on her own ideas of what that must mean. Shutting down more braincells every moment. Sticking her tongue out, puckering her lips, trying to look as whorish as she could with her skinny goth body.

That's right...just like that, my good bimbo...

(Raven shivered and moaned at Jinx's actions, listening intently to her repeated babbling even as she had her mouth wrapped around her ass. She knew a mark of some kind would be left, so she didn't fully mind as much.)

Go on, Jinx...you love being my slut, my whore, my bitch...my bimbo...don't stop looking, and stick your ass up for me...

(Raven nodded her approval of Jinx's current deeds, the way she stuck her tongue out and puckered her lips. Exactly like a bimbo should behave.)

"I like...totally love being your slut. Your bitch. Your bimbo! I've always wanted to but was too scared to tell you!" She moaned and the truth of that statement was anyone's guess. Raven could feel her magic in Jinx's mind now, blending with her own powerful bad luck to create something new.

Something dangerous.

Moaning like a cat in heat Jinx curled her long nimble fingers into Raven's ass cheeks till her nails would leave marks, and spread them wide, as wide as she could before plunging her tongue into Raven. A humiliating act that the proud, ambitious former super villain would have never considered before.

Mmph! Good bimbo...good slutty bitch...don't forget to stick your ass out...

(Raven would allow Jinx this moment of pleasuring her as she was the mistress, or the mommy. However Jinx saw herself as, those would be the constant reminders that she was in control. The way her powers shaped and merged with Jinx's was proof enough.)

You'll stick your ass out for my bit of fun in a while...you love it when I play with your ass and your pussy...keep on saying how much you love being my slut...my bitch...my bimbo, just like that! You love how it makes you feel for me to hear you say it...

T-that's because ugh...I-I am! I'm your slut! Your bitch! Y-your fucking bimbo fucktoy!

[Some more vulgar words slipping out as Jinx licked and slurped like she was starving, pushing her face as deep as she could into Raven before coming back out gasping for air. Her eyes were glassy, glowing black as the pink was completely swallowed up by Raven's superior spirit leaving Jinx nothing but a moldable toy. One that was already being transformed. Her soul was no longer that of an ambitious young girl but of a horny, desperate bimbo in heat.

Sticking her pale ass out she shook it hard, clapping the cheeks together and making it bounce showing off her flexibility.]

Wonderful...good job, my bimbo fucktoy...keep it up...

(Raven stared excitedly at Jinx's shaking and twerking ass, listening eagerly to her vulgar words as they slipped out of her bimbo's mouth. She nodded in approval of her glassy eyes, motioning for her to continue with her nonstop babbling.)

You love calling yourself these words...go on. Don't stop my bimbo fucktoy...

B-bimbo fucktoy...fuckdoll, whore, pet, slut, bitch!

[Her mind dissolving into crass words and lewd actions. twisting her body to lick at her own pussy desperately while rocking her ass up and down making her cheeks almost bounce right off the floor. Her body shiny and slick, dripping juices down her long legs.]

I'm just a bimbo fucktoy...all yours...FOREVER!

[The last part a desperate cry as she came again, squirting down her thighs and making a mess on the floor of Raven's room.

Good job, my bimbo fucktoy!

(Raven nodded her approval even as she took in the sight of Jinx messing up her floor with loads of cum. Watching her ass cheeks practically bounce, the way her juices dripped down her legs and the sudden nature of her squirting and humping so lewdly and readily...

The sorceress knew now that she was ready.)

Mommy's very proud of her bimbo fucktoy...you're such a good girl...

(The hypnotist.)

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