Year 6 of Spell… B-O-U-N-D’s Femdom Hypnosis and Mind Control 55 Words Stories Challenge. The stories in this post were written between June 1st and June 30th.
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Blowing
“Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you…” Joan sang and Luke immediately blew out a pair of imaginary candles.
“You’re a wonderful subject.” Joan snapped her fingers. “May I continue playing with your triggers?”
“Only if you don’t have me blow other things…”
“Don’t worry…” She smirked, imagining her brother’s cock inside his mouth.
Seeing as my birthday is this month – on the 18th to be precise – expect to see a couple of pieces concerning anniversaries, celebrations, and whatnot throughout the month. This is the first, a dirty impromptu that came to me after thinking: what if someone was conditioned to always execute a blowing motion whenever they heard the “Happy Birthday” tune? The endgame isn’t really my thing but I wonder if you would enjoy such a trigger…
Slaves to Her Ass
It was the question everyone was waiting for:
“Ms. Walters, what is, in your opinion, the reason for your unparalleled success in the music industry?” The news anchor asked.
“This.” Dana Walters shook her hypnotic booty. “And now, for my latest single…”
Slaves to Her Ass was downloaded ten million times in just one hour.
Today begins another themed week on my Patreon feed. I’ve created two assnosis captions and more will follow until next Tuesday. Seeing as the theme was on my mind, I decided to make today’s challenge piece an assnosis one as well. Do you want to listen to this music now?
Forgive Me
Everything was coming back to William.
… meeting Anna as a teenager…
… falling in love with her after college…
… worshiping every inch of her body on their wedding night…
“God, how I could forget? Please, forgive me!” He said.
“Forgiven.” She smiled, pendant in hand, as she continued to implant new memories inside his unaware mind.
This piece was improvised just now. Just like all impromptus, I wrote the first thing that came to mind and then cut down three or four words to fit the maximum count permitted by this challenge. Our memories are volatile and, sometimes, we’re not even sure they’re our own at all. What’s happening to William is just proof of that. I wouldn’t be surprised if the next thing he remembers is that he’s always been Anna’s obedient slave.
Swarm
The voice of panic was everywhere.
“She’s going to destroy us all! Run!”
Mara walked the streets of New York, purple meteor shards fused with her alabaster skin. The gift from the Heavens allowed her to see humans as the swarm of ants they were.
Destroy them? What a waste! Every swarm needs a Queen…
I saw a swarm of ants on my way to work, today. They were as busy as they can and I had to be careful to avoid carelessly stepping on them. The idea for this one came shortly after as I imagined an all-powerful looking down at us as if we were ants in need of a new ruler. The rest came naturally as purple is one of my favorite colors and I’ve always enjoyed seeing images of meteor showers against a night sky.