Fucking Hypnosis!
“Fucking hypnosis!” Angela exclaimed.
“What happened, sis?” Lea asked.
“I wanted to be worshiped so I tried to convince Cameron to love nothing but pussy but the suggestions backfired big time.”
“How big are we talking about?”
“I now have forty-six cats in the house and he just texted me saying he adopted two more.”
My erotic mind control micro-fiction has its fair share of powerful, unstoppable women who can do no wrong but I also love writing about the other side of things, about the blunders that can happen, and the funny consequences of it all.
I’ve mentioned many times in the past that I’m a dog person but I love cats as well so…
Replacement
“Hold still, Alec, your chip needs replacement,” Vanessa declared.
“Chip? What the fuck?!!!! He freaked out.
“Shhh… I promise the confusing independence will go away soon.”
She pressed the new chip into the hidden slot behind his left ear. His eyes went completely black.
“Cybernetic-Enhanced Slave Husband Unit Codename Alec at your service,” it droned.
I had to take a nap earlier in the afternoon because I worked up until late yesterday. I don’t usually dream during my naps but this time I did and a scenario similar to this was a thing. The technological aspect of it all is certainly not a fetish of mine but the idea is intriguing nonetheless and all intriguing ideas should be used. Besides, I have a daily a challenge to run.
Speaking of which, that’s six months in 2019, three and a half years since daily erotic mind control micro-fiction became a reality. How far will I go? How far do you want me to go? What surprises await us all?
Let’s find out one day at a time, starting tomorrow. Until then.