Epidemic
The Succu-Virus epidemic was getting out of control and Dr. Harris was worried.
“More than five hundred patients this week with their brains fried and their balls drained… this isn’t normal!”
“Agreed,” his colleague, Dr. Martin said. “I’ve touched them all and nothing! What do I need to do to get infected?”
Dr. Harris groaned.
Much like what’s happening all over Europe right now, we’re facing another Covid wave around here with the number of reported daily cases skyrocketing again. I’m so fucking tired of this shit already I decided to write about a more pleasing virus and this bit of silliness came to me. You can call this piece a bit of indirect mind control seeing you don’t actually get to see a Succubus for real. However, if this were a thing, most of you wouldn’t mind being afflicted by it, right?
New Routine
The new cheerleading routine was unlike anything ever seen. Everyone at the Pavillion was confused.
“I don’t know what to make of this,” a member of the audience said.
“I don’t think we’re meant to,” another one drooled.
“Let’s just obey,” nodded a third.
Young asses continued to shake melting suggestible minds one by one.
I suppose that, like yesterday’s piece., this one also counts as a form of indirect mind control (at least in a story-telling way) as we’re seeing the action from the audience’s point of view. Don’t really know how this one appeared in my mind and I’m not going to try to find out either. I have a routine to watch and you should all do the same.
Off the Charts
The test results were staggering.
“Are you sure these suggestibility levels are correct?” Trevor asked.
“Absolutely,” Diana replied.
“But that means the subject will believe even the most absurd things without much effort.”
“It sure does. Like the fact that she’s a balding forty-year-old man for instance.”
“Right…” Theresa looked at the mirror and smiled.
One more impromptu to add to the count as we slowly approach the end of month 11 of Year 6 of this challenge. Your level of suggestibility determines how you’re affected by hypnosis and mind tampering in general. For this one, I wanted to have a bit of female/female action in disguise so yeah… the two different names starting with “T” are not a typo, okay?
The Vaccum of Her Thoughts
The vacuum bed was getting tighter and tighter, sucking Angela’s thoughts alongside the air of her lungs.
“Oh, God!” she thought, the pressure of the rubber slowly transforming her into a faceless drone.
Sitting beside her, electric wand in hand, her sister Regina smiled. Just a few more minutes and the real fun would begin.
This was yet another piece born out of a suggestion made on my DeviantArt page. User alatar123 asked to see something involving a vacuum bed and this was the first idea that came to me. It’s yet another f/f piece although this one isn’t really ‘hidden’ but you’re welcome to imagine it being played out in a standard m/f scenario. Angela can easily become Angelo, just saying. Whatever the case, Regina always wins. I added the electrical play for a bit of extra kinkiness. I’ve had people tell me it’s quite hot, so…