Register Your Mind
“Thank you for signing up for an account at our website,” the e-mail read.
“What account?” Dave asked to himself.
“Please look at the spiral to confirm your registration.”
“The hell I… hmmm… pretty… I…”
Hypnoslave.com flashed at the footer.
“Yes, Mistress. I’ll turn on my camera for you and strip right away,” he drooled.
I’ve been doing some backend modifications on Spell… B-O-U-N-D in order to give my patrons a new playground for future content and yes, that includes a full membership solution. The work isn’t done yet but it’s getting there with most of the functionalities already in place. I tested everything first in a WordPress Sandbox as one should do so I know it’s going as planned. Exciting stuff is on the horizon so look forward to hearing more in the next couple of days.
Because of this work, naturally my thoughts turned to hypnotic websites. Spell… B-O-U-N-D is already one but the idea of being entranced just by registering somewhere (even if one doesn’t remember said registration) was too good not to use and so this ideas came to be. Admit it, you would love to receive such an e-mail right now, isn’t that right?
Pet Trainer
“Where have you been?” Meghan pouted.
“Work got in the way. What did I miss?” Brian asked.
“My cousin convinced that man he was a chicken and turned the other one into a donkey. Then, the chicken fucked him.”
“Hypnosis? I thought she was a pet trainer.”
“She is,” Meghan winked. “Ready for your lesson?”
Don’t you love pets? I do. I love my dogs. They’re cute and cuddly, my most faithful companions. I would do anything for them and when they feel sick, I get sick, too. I was never very good at training them though. That’s not how I do things when it comes to them. They’re spoiled and they know it. It’s too late to change now.
However, I do agree training is important. Pets should be trained to behave correctly. Pets should be trained to think correctly, especially human pets. I don’t like punishments that much but I agree they’re necessary from time to time. Conditioning them in all he right ways is also important. A well-trained pet is the reflection of its owner, the dominant force that controls it. Human pets can be male or female but here at Spell… B-O-U-N-D, male pets are all the rage. If you never considered having one, now it’s a good time to start. Perhaps in a not so distant future, there will be a male pet in every household, doing pet things and catering to woman’s whims. Perhaps the future is already real in some parts of the world, and it begins with innocent shows like this one.
Yeah, I wrote this one thinking of pets, of how becoming one is appropriate because it’s right for dominant women to have male pets whether they remember they’re men or not. Fucking is allowed at her discretion. Fucking is part of her entertainment. You will learn this lesson in one way or another and now that you read this piece, you’ll think about it time and time again. Will you be a dog? A cat? A pig? Something else? Who knows? When the transformation starts you probably won’t even remember it so…
Be a good pet and until tomorrow.
Experiment
“Get this thing off me, bitch!”
” I can’t do that, Captain,” Dr. Carruthers said. “It’s not every day I get the chance to study a supposedly extinct mind-controlling insect.”
“I’m not your guinea pig!”
“Of course, you are and If everything works as planned, you’ll be my slave, too.”
His screams echoed throughout the lab.
Yes, I had another weird dream. I have weird dreams all the time. The good thing about that is that, most of the times, I can use them as the basis for stories. I did it again but you probably want to know what the dream was all about, right? Okay then. Let’s do this.
I dreamed I had a strange-looking bug crawling in my left arm. It was black, and red, and purple, and yellow, had six antennae and six legs. It oozed a gelatinous secretion as it walked by. It made me feel itchy and drowsy. I had never seen anything like that. I managed to scare it away but not for long. A few minutes later, it came back, and brought a swarm of friends with it. They all landed on me, spewing that nasty stuff and then everything went black.
I’m not sure if I was eaten or something in the dream but I was losing my faculties as they laid that substance on me so… maybe? It was kind of frightening but it was just a dream. Still, I’m thinking of bugs even now so one came into play. I gave the plot a creepy sci-fi vibe because I like that sort of thing and there are evil female mad doctors too, didn’t you know?
Dickette
“This meme is ridiculous!” Dick said.
“It’s perfect,” Emily laughed.
“What’s to love about this?”
“Bowser looks cute as a woman. You would, too.”
“No way and you wouldn’t dare!”
“Did you honestly just say that to a hypnotist?”
“Oh, fu…”
She snapped her fingers and placed a crown on his head. Long live Dickette!
You’ve seen it, haven’t you? The strange creation that is Bowsette, the anthropomorphic fusion of Nintendo beloved characters, Bowser and Princess Peach. If you haven’t, where have you been living for the last couple of days? Here, have some pictures.
It’s something, that’s for sure. I actually find it hilarious but I don’t want one of those Super Crowns on my head. Nonetheless, I couldn’t let the craze pass me by so I came up with this one. Magic isn’t real but hypnosis is and one can be made to believe he’s a woman through it, no crown needed. Still, an accessory or two won’t hurt, right? Emily is taking pictures so don’t be surprised if Dickette takes the internet by storm as well even though there are already too many dicks around.
Anyway, the weekend is almost upon us and I hope you get to enjoy it to the fullest.