Flash Fiction Friday 2024 – Week 34

Flash Fiction Friday continues in 2024. New pieces appear every Friday on my Patreon throughout the year. The minimum pledge to read them before anyone else is $3 per month. and the number of pieces available is tied to the monthly pledge total so the more you support my efforts, the more you’ll get to read. Find out what they’re all about and check out some excerpts from this week’s update in this post.

Escalation

Trent scanned the room, the vibrant lights pulsating to the beat of the music, casting a kaleidoscope of colors across the sleek walls. He couldn’t shake off the creeping sense of boredom that had settled over him like a heavy fog. Eric was somewhere in the crowd, lost in conversation with a group of strangers, leaving Trent to fend for himself in this sea of revelry.
But then, as if on cue, his gaze fell upon her. The woman who entered the room like a breath of fresh air, her long blonde hair cascading down her back in waves of gold. Her viridescent eyes sparkled as she laughed at something a group of people nearby had said. Trent couldn’t tear his gaze away, mesmerized by her beauty.
She moved with such grace and confidence, drawing the attention of everyone in the room without even trying. As she caught Trent staring at her, a small smile tugged at the corner of her lush pink lips, sending a shiver down his spine.

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Hypnotic Countdown

Hello. This is a hypnotic countdown. Hypnotic countdowns can be used for many things. This one will you into a slave to women. If you continue reading past this point, you are acknowledging this is something you want. Do not keep going if there’s any doubt in your mind that becoming a servant is your destiny.
Still here? Good. That means the countdown may begin. Focus on the numbers and the words written on the screen. Read them with your lips, your eyes, and your mind. Perfection is waiting for you.
10. You are already one step closer to submission. The countdown has begun. Let your mind succumb to its power and accept this journey.
9. It doesn’t matter what you’ve been doing with your life until now. Whether you’ve been a chauffeur or a caretaker, your true purpose is to surrender. Your heart and soul yearn for a submissive role, serving feminine beauty with adoring eyes, ears, and hands.

Impossiblis

Jeff stood in front of the imposing arcade game, Impossibilis, with its flickering neon lights casting an ominous glow in the room. The machine itself was ancient, covered in dust and cobwebs, as if it had been forgotten by time. Surrounding Jeff were rows of other games, their screens long darkened and joysticks worn from years of use. It was said that no one had ever beaten the game, hence its name. On that Friday evening, he was determined to make the impossible possible.
As he inserted a quarter into the slot, the game sprang to life with a jolt, its screen lighting up with a mesmerizing display of colors and patterns. The chiptune that emanated from the speakers was haunting, a relic of a time where you had to do miracles with limited tech.
Impossibilis was an adventure game divided in five levels. You played as either a mage, a barbarian, or an assassin, and the goal was to reach a mystical tower at the end of level 5. The first level depicted an ancient city’s streets, the second, a labyrinthine sewer system, the third, a golden palace with secret passages everywhere, the fourth, a sprawling garden filled with exotic plant life, and the fifth, a mountainous path that led to the tower. Something amazing was supposed to happen upon reaching the fabled destination, but no one knew what it was.

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