Mind Hacker
The two soldiers looked at the prisoner.
“What’s so dangerous about her?” One of them asked.
“She hacks minds.” the other replied.
“How?”
“Not sure, but people get stuck in a loop, asking the same things over and over again.”
“I see.”
Silence fell and then the first soldier asked:
“What’s so dangerous about her?”
Yesterday, I said I have ideas all the time and it’s true. Some are inspired by things I see or hear and I can easily pinpoint the source. Others are random, appear out of the blue, just like that.
This was one of them. I was heading to work earlier today when words popped in my mind, namely the question: “What’s so dangerous about her?”. The mind hacking aspect followed suit and the story-line came to be. This is still Femdom, albeit in a more tangential way, probably another concept worthy of further exploration when I’m able to. If you would like me to flesh it out in the future, please let me know in the comments.
Me Too
“Miss Morrow, you stand accused of thirty-five crimes of forced hypnosis and brainwashing. How do you plea?” The judge asked.
“Not guilty, Your Honor,” she replied.
“Really?”
“Yeah, the numbers are wrong. Seventy-six is more accurate not counting the private demonstration I did to the juries yesterday. Sorry you weren’t invited.”
“Me too,” he mumbled.
An impromptu that came to me after watching the news tonight. I’m not sure what the story being aired was all about because the only thing I saw was the beautiful woman standing inside the court. I’ve always been fond of “hypnotic” justice so…
Pink Noise
Static. Dominating the television and a very receptive mind.
Ursula’s sweet promises unfolded on the soundproof room, changing Sean’s thoughts without remorse.
Drool dripping from his half-parted lips, he succumbed to lustful desires of lavish dresses, vertiginous heels and milky breasts coming undone, his imperfect masculine self forever be lost to the blissful pink noise.
So… there I was, lounging on the sofa after a hard day at work when one of my dogs decided to jump on my chest. He does that a lot, and also loves to jump on keyboards and remote controls. As I tried to adjust him to better cuddle him, he accidentally turned the TV on but instead of coming face to face with news or an interesting series, all I got was static.
Now, I’m not sure if it was due to the fact that I had been napping for a bit but when I looked at it, it didn’t seem black and white as it usually is but rather pink and “pink noise” was born. I mentioned before that feminization isn’t one of my kinks (it still isn’t and it never will be) but I enjoy writing about it especially for all of you out there that love to read things like that. I’ll write more for you in the future.
Gold Digger
“Gold digger!” Kevin spat.
“I’m more into diamonds… ” Jennifer mocked.
“Whatever… You only married me for my money!”
“You signed over everything to me. It’s my money now.”
“You hypnotized and enslaved me!”
“True and the changes are permanent so what are you going to do?”
“Find you another husband… Mistress,” he sighed.
“Good boy.”
For some people, it’s all about the money. Extreme financial domination is also a kink/fantasy that’s quite popular. The fact that it’s so inspired this one. Talk about obsessive devotion. huh?