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the hypnosis meme

The Hypnosis Meme

• comment with your character's name, canon, and any preferences you might have.
• write a starter for your character, or leave the first comment blank.
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• pick your prompt(s) with the RNG.
• play and have fun!
• WARNING! several of the prompts leave room for triggering and/or explicit content. proceed with caution when reading, and (if possible) add any content or rating warnings in the subject line of your thread(s). thank you!

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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"There's a good girl." Isabelle lowered her head and kissed her cheek before laying next to her on the bed and whispering in that oh so sensitive ear.

"The first step is to picture an Island girl. She's a wolf with pretty fur, and a soft sweet voice. She looks a lot like you...but she's happy. Can you picture a girl like that?"

"She loves life on the island, and would never leave for long. Maybe a vacation to another island, maybe a quick visit but she loves her island best and is most comfortable safe on her island."

Whisper closed her eyes, as she laid back. Isabelle was so sweet. Kissing her on the cheek. Like a friend or... whatever. What felt good, was what mattered. Whisper listened, and imagined. Herself, happy. Smiling more, speaking openly again, not choking on her words. Not afraid.

"She's... happy. Loves it. The island... is the best place." To be herself. Even better than herself.

"Good girl. Yes she is a very happy girl." Isabelle gently undid the ties in Whisper's hair letting it down and of course rang her bells again.

"Now I want you to see her take out a little bubble wand. You know the kind? She's going to blow into that wand and make a bubble, a big round bubble....breathe in deep...let it out slowly and help her fill up the bubble."

As Whisper went through the exercise Isabelle would do it too, breathing in deep and letting it out in unison with her to help her feel at ease.

"Very good. That bubble is floating away. Maybe we'll see it again someday. That would be nice.

We're going to make another bubble, but this time I want you to fill it up with something. Feel it deep in your chest...all your sad feelings...your bad memories...your anger. All the parts of you that would keep the Island girl from being happy? Take a deep breath and fill that bubble up with them. It looks so dark and murky doesn't it?"

Whisper listened. Happy girl with her hair down. She kept it up more or less most of the time. The better to keep it out of the way. Could get it cut, but there were people who were important to her who liked her hair.

So she kept it.

Now she had to imagine... bubbles. It'd been years. Of course. A deep, slow breath, gentle enough to not pop the bubble. Send it away.

Then another. A deep breath, full of... bad stuff. Whisper nodded, and shivered, and swallowed a lump. 'Murky' didn't begin to describe her mental image. But... she could let it float away...

"There it is...all those parts of you that you don't like...memories that make you sad. Fears...time to let them all just drift away. Give one last really good blow and we'll watch it float away over the ocean. Ready? 3. 2. 1."

She took in a deep breath, jingled her bells and blew air out slowly so Whisper could follow suit. Once she was all out of air she let the mental image drift through Whisper's mind for a moment longer.

"Be sure to tell me when the bubble is out of sight. All gone so that Whisper can be a good island girl."

Once that was done, onto the next task.

"Now Whisper, what kind of Island girl do you want to be? Happy? Carefree? And so friendly aren't you? You just want to be close to everyone."

Deep breaths. Slow, careful breaths, to send all of it away. All the darkness that kept her from really living.

Whisper exhaled, the jingle soothing her.

"It's gone..." Her voice still low, but more confident.

"Quiet, but... friendly."

"Well you are that for sure. So friendly and sweet aren't you? You just love making new friends, doing whatever you can for them. All you want to do is be close to them. Make them happy because when you're making others happy, you're happy too aren't you whisper?"

Isabelle continued to lay the ground work, smoothing the rough edges of Whisper's tattered psyche as she stroked the girl's chest idly admiring the curves she had brought to the island.

"And how do you feel about intimacy now that all those dark bad thoughts are gone away forever?"

Whisper nodded. She was happy, happier than she'd been in so long. Here, Whisper could make new friends. Friends she could trust, in a safe place, where nothing bad would happen, to then, or to her. Just friendship.

...and intimacy.

Whisper's chest heaved a little at the touch, the wolf quite curvy and well-endowed. "...it sounds... nice. Like... I've missed out on it."

"That's good to hear then. Because happy island girls get to be intimate as often as they want. Good girls are so open...so sexually free." Isabelle moaned into Whisper's ear and cupped her breast a little rougher then people would have expected from the soft spoken sweet dog girl.

"You can be with anyone you want, you're not afraid anymore are you? Whisper is a happy, horny Island girl."

The bells ringing again taking her deeper into her own desires. Things she may not have even known she needed.

That was news to Whisper - she had heard that life here was easygoing, that the culture was fairly... liberal. Even in this daze, part of her mind was a bit surprised that 'sexually open' was part of it.

A pleasant surprise. Even better, the cutest girl on the island (she figured, who else would be cuter?) was already touching her, groping her, making her gasp - voice rising a little. "N-not afraid. ...horny. For Isabelle, right now." Her body felt a little... noodly, but she reached a hand out to grab at Isabelle's thigh.

Isabelle sighed happily as Whisper discovered that what she lacked in muscle, she made up for in thick, softness. She even spread her legs and guided Whisper's hand up to feel that Isabelle wasn't wearing panties under her sensible business skirt.

"This is your new life...your fresh start. Let old Whisper fade away, New Whisper is happy. Horny. New Whisper belongs here with Isabelle." She encouraged as she started to undress Whisper the rest of the way exposing her and stroking along the scars she might find.

Oh goodness. Isabelle was... very soft, very curvy from the waist down, beautiful legs that her fingers could sink into. And not wearing panties. Totally commando under that skirt. Whisper could feel her heart speed up at the revelation, that Isabelle had really... gone for it with her, like this.

"Horny... happy Whisper." Especially if she got to be with Isabelle more. Her free hand helped getting her dress off, taking her bra off to let her breasts bounce free. Her other hand felt Isabelle up even further, thumb rubbing alongside her pussy.

There were old scars; faded, carefully concealed with grooming. Lots of them.

"That's a good girl. From now one Whisper, whenever you hear bells you're going to get happy and horny." She shuddered and moaned barely managing to get her words out before she felt the eager wolf stroking her supple, tender lips. They were already getting wet as they always did when Isabelle made another villager a true islander.

"Now, tell Isabelle your fantasies, tell me what you need. On our Island anything can happen for a happy Island girl."

Lowering her head she kissed at Whispers lips soft and sweet, but biting gently at the lower lip tugging it back before letting go.

Bells, make her horny. The sound of Isabelle coming to play with her. Whenever they liked, of course. Isabelle was so into her as well, her soft, puffy lips wet and ready for Whisper to play with, Whisper ready as well, soon enough.

She met that kiss, for a moment, moaning softly at having her lip tugged at. "I want..." Swallowing, she raised her voice a little. "Want us... to taste each other..."

"Good girl. Whisper's such a good girl." Isabelle crooned and started to undress, letting her skirt flutter to the floor and gently setting her unbuttoned shirt on a chair.

"Spread your legs wide like a good girl, show Isabelle just how much of a good girl you can be." She commanded softly before climbing up onto the bed and straddling her, reverse cowgirl so she could slide her bare bottom back and bury Whisper's face between her thick creamy colored thighs. Her scent was filling the air already.

It was like Isabelle read her mind - Whisper watched with utterly rapt attention, eyes widening a little. She was beautiful... with such wonderful thick legs. Burying herself in between them must be heaven.

Whisper WAS a good girl too, spreading her legs wide, her arousal thick in the air as well. Even before she felt Isabelle on her face, she inhaled her scent deeply, and then grabbed at her with both hands, pulling her down onto her face even more.

"T-that's a good girl I...Oh! Oh my~ You really are a horny pup."

Isabelle was a little surprised by how enthusiastic her newest toy was but not at all displeased. She moaned louder and let Whisper pull her in till she was practically pushing the girl's muzzle inside her, rocking back and forth on Whisper's face with solid powerful thrusts.

Isabelle was the one who unlocked it - found a needy girl, desperate to please. And Whisper was happy to bury herself in Isabelle, inhaling and then finally letting her tongue extend, lapping at Isabelle and moaning softly.

Isabelle shuddered and groaned, rocking her hips till she could feel her round bottom bouncing and trembling. Her juices were already dripping off her pussy into Whisper's mouth as the wolf girl devoured her pussy first.

Starting to pant Isabelle couldn't resist any longer and lowered herself to nuzzle and kiss at Whisper's sex, licking in shorter bursts with her smaller tongue. As she tumbled forward her bells rang even louder.

"G-good girl..g-good fucking girl..."

There was so much of Isabelle to hold onto, her thick thighs and ass - a dripping pussy to bury her muzzle in, Whisper whimpering, suckling on her. She wanted everything the girl on top of her could give.

That meant getting the same treatment in return, if a little less desperate, and she spread and raised her legs as Isabelle lapped at her.

Bucking and grinding into Whisper's face Isabelle couldn't believe how talented she was with her mouth. How lucky for her!

Pussy practically drooling, Isabelle felt her clit aching and swollen, each time it brushed against Whisper's teeth or tongue it sent chills through Isabelle's body making her fur fluff out. She returned the favor with furious, desperate licking, pushing her tongue as deep as she could and drawing it back out to cover the lips with wet, slurping kisses. Sucking on Whisper till she could pull and stretch those sensitive areas.

"M-mmmore." She gasped and panted shaking her head so her bells would ring again. "You're going to be so horny and hot for me that you can't hold anything back."

For all the problems in her life, she had found an experienced young woman - enough, at least, to know what she was doing with Isabelle sitting on her face. Her tongue was careful not to overdo it on her clit, of course, but that was partly just to tease her a bit. Granted, Isabelle was going at her hard enough that she might not want to wait too long.

Whisper felt good, her own pussy wet and sloppy, her clit stiff and desperate for stimulation.

Isabelle was all too happy to provide, lapping at the clit before curling her lips around it and suckling. She even nibbled at it before nuzzling her muzzle as deep as she cold into Whisper, licking and sucking at the tender twitching flesh.

Her own buttery thighs squeezed around Whisper head as she felt herself swelling, dripping, getting closer to completely losing it for the wolf girl. Her bells gently ringing with each thrust, her tail wagging uncontrollably.

"G-good girl...Whisper is the biggest slutty puppy on the island."

"Mm. Mmmmhm..." she agreed, her hips jerking up as Isabelle lapped at her - and then nibbled on her clit. It was too much for this slutty puppy, and another jerk of her hips pushed herself against Isabelle as she came, whimpering against the thicker dog's pussy, muzzle pushing firmly against her. It was like there were stars in her head, exploding, or - something.

That was the last straw! Feeling Whisper lose herself to climax, the pressure of her toned muscles clenching against, the taste of her lust made the smaller softer canine moan and writhe as she gushed, trembling and jerking wildly.

"G-good girl! G-good good girl...oh gosh...you get so wet hearing me say that..you're so yummy and wet and warm!"

Babbling with lust Isabelle was barely aware of herself implanting more suggestions into the island's newest fucktoy. The warrior Whisper once had been was swiftly getting layers and layers of pleasurable feelings to bury her trauma.

As Isabelle came down from her climax, her tail wagging she clutched at Whisper tightly and sighed.

"I really do love my job."

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