Hypnotic Fuel
“MotorAssistance, Judy speaking. How may I help you, sir?”
“My car broke down. There’s an H sign all over the dashboard.”
“Ah… the tank is filled with hypnotic fuel. The solution is inhaling the fumes.”
“Inha…? Oh… “
“Feeling better, sir?”
“Yes… calm… relaxed…”
“Good. Stay put and we’ll collect you in no time. Good day.”
Good question. I’m not entirely sure. Perhaps it was the fact I saw a person walking around with a gas can the moment I walked out the door. Maybe it was my love of femdom conspiracies in stories that came to life. Maybe…
I could list lots of different things but in the end it’s a weird impromptu, probably one of the strangest pieces I’ve ever produced in more than three years running this challenge. I have a feeling a fuel such as this one would be quite the hit though.
Not Wearing That
Jarod looked at the ballerina outfit waiting for him in the master bedroom.
“Yeah… not wearing that, Lana!”
“You said the same thing about the elephant costume last week and remember how that turned out?”
“Not fair. You hypnotized me!”
“Exactly,” she grinned. “So what’s it going to be?”
He grabbed the outfit and sighed.
Yeah, that’s the image. I did a random google search looking for a sudden bout of inspiration and that popped up. He looks happy but he also looks a bit ridiculous. I know I would never wear something like that not even to please a Domme because everyone has their hard limits but writing about a similar thing is not only doable but acceptable. I love writing silly so…
Sometimes, the “threat” of hypnosis is almost as effective as hypnosis itself. One should also never say never especially if one’s friend, girlfriend or wife is skilled in the ways of mindfucking others.
I know what you’re thinking right now. You want to see the elephant costume too, right? Well, luckily that can be arranged. Have fun.
I Brainwashed…
“This meal is divine, Andrea. When did you learn how to cook?”
“I didn’t, Jane. I brainwashed a chef.”
“Oh? And the new car outside? Do you drive now?”
“Nope. Brainwashed a Formula 1 racer.”
“Cool. You know, the house is kind of dirty. You should brainwash someone to be your maid.”
“Glad you volunteered.”
This one was written during lunch break, another impromptu. I often write random sentences on a little black notebook I carry with me to see what sticks and what doesn’t. Two young women were sitting next to me and I started to imagine a possible conversation between them.
After a couple of variations, ones with far too many words and others with less than expected, I finally settled down on this take. I was going to do classic F/m but I know some of you like F/f too so…
Want to be brainwashed by Andrea? What positions are you able to fill to make her life better? Think about it.
Bedtime Stories
“And when the prince finally climbed the tower where the princess was being held…” Jason said.
“… she replied: you took ages so I hypnotized my captors. You may leave, this castle is mine!” His daughter replied.
“I see your mother has been telling you bedtime stories again.”
Standing at the door, Paula the hypnodomme, smiled.
I wanted to write something different, but also fairy-tale related. The first thing that came to mind was this “indirect” mind control piece. Something tells me Jason and Paula’s daughter will grow up to be a powerful hypnotic woman as well in the future. I hope you had fun.