Just a Feeling
“Angela, why am I naked?”
“You’re not, Dave. You’re wearing your favorite suit.”
“I feel naked…”
“Eyes on me. A feeling is not always a real thing, but what I say is. Off to work, now.”
“Yes, Angela.”
People screamed the moment he opened the door… or maybe not. It was just a feeling, anyway.
One more impromptu for this year’s count. Surely, you’ve all had dreams where you’re naked in the middle of an awkward social situation. I know I had, the last of which was last night. Thinking about it gave me another idea for perception play and this was it. Be wary of your feelings… they might just be true.
Your Magic
Jack entered the house and saw three chicken clucking on the sofa.
“LISA!” He shouted.
“Yes, dear?” His wife cooed.
“What’s this?”
“Your friends. They tried to insult me just now. This is payback.”
“Fuck! What did I tell you about your magic?”
“Not to use it when you are around. You weren’t.”
Jack sighed.
I’ve been slowly reducing my meat intake for quite some time now and eating more vegetables and such. The truth is the cruelty of the food industry is becoming too much for me to handle. I’m not ready to go fully vegan yet, but it’s possible I’ll do that eventually.
Nonetheless, I had chicken for lunch. More salad than chicken to be honest but it was there and as I was eating it, I imagined coming home and seeing a lot of angry chickens waiting for me. I tried to write today’s piece based on that premise, but it didn’t pan out the way I wanted so I came up with a few other variations where chickens played a starring role.
There were four in total, three of which I might go back to in the future. This was the one I liked the most and thus the addition to the daily challenge. Mind control, magic, and transformations often go hand in hand so I hope you had fun with this simple supernatural piece.
Sweetheart
“… and then Erica said to her slave…”
“Slave?” Young Allison interrupted the haunting tale. “I thought they were husband and wife.”
“Sweetheart…” Diana caressed her daughter’s hair. “When you’re older, ‘husband’ and ‘slave’ will mean the same thing.”
“How old?”
“Eighteen. I’ll teach you femdom hypnosis then.”
“Sweet!” Allison cheered. Only twelve years to go…
Not every piece I add to this challenge is markedly erotic. Some are just impressions of such, promises of things that happened or will come to pass…
Today, I wanted to write something different and this was it. Everybody has to start somewhere so why not when they’re still young? One day, Allison will be a force to be reckoned with in the hypno-world. Who knows? If I’m still writing these twelve years from now, I’ll remember this one and come up with something about her coming of age as an entrancing woman.
Cancellation
The leading actress was furious.
“You can’t cancel my show, Dick!”
“Falling ratings say I can.” The greasy network executive replied.
“Those will be the least of your problems if you go through with this.”
“Meaning?”
“I don’t just play a witch, you know?”
“Yeah… right!”
Dick’s dick disappeared that day. Has anyone seen it?
Don’t you hate it when a TV show you’re somewhat invested in, suddenly gets canceled? I do, especially if the story ends on a cliffhanger. It has happened many times before, I’m sure it will happen again in the future as well.
Anyway, today I found myself thinking about things like that and then I “heard” an angry actress’ voice complaining about that, too. That was the genesis of it all which I then wrapped in a bit of supernatural flair. Dicks came last although, since they’re gone at the end of the story, it’s unlikely they’ll ever come again. Never mess with an angry woman, especially if she has magic powers and can play a number on your body and mind.