Brainwashed SlutIs this a Dramatic Reenactment of how I got my new Mohawk? maybe.
#hypnoFiction #hypnofetish #Hypno #gayhypno #appearanceControl #forcedShaving #ForcedHaircuts
Since I've not seen it posted here yet. This is the daily prompt going about for hypnovember 2025
(Sorry I don't know who to attribute this to)
But hope you find inspiration for posting fantasies stories or ideas!
#hypnovember #hypnovember2025 #hypnofiction #hypnofic #hypnofetish
(Sorry I don't know who to attribute this to)
But hope you find inspiration for posting fantasies stories or ideas!
#hypnovember #hypnovember2025 #hypnofiction #hypnofic #hypnofetish
"wait, are you using chatGPT? I thought you didn't approve of AI stuff"
"Oh this is my own creation: chatBWS"
"You made your own large language model?"
"Something more advanced. BWS stands for brainwashed Slave.
When my prompt appears on their phone they are compelled To complete it for me"
Buck MoonMini-fiction: A Suggestion
You know hypnosis only works if you engage with it. You know you can actively resist suggestions.
It’s why when that ’tist suggested you start posting pictures of your hole online, you say no. It’s not in your limits.
But for the last few days you’ve had that small itch at the back of your brain. When bored or have a moment of quiet, the memory of him suggesting it is there.
You deliberately affirm to yourself you’re not going to do it.
But that pull isn’t going away.
It’s been a few days now and that little itch to carry out his suggestion is still there.
Not big. Not overwhelming. But the idea is there.
Over the next week or two, you start fantasizing about a scenario where it had worked for wank fodder. Forced to do something you wouldn’t do against your will. Of course, real hypno play doesn’t work like that.
The memory of him giving that suggestion stays with you. Bubbling up when you’re horny, and you consciously affirm to yourself you will not act on it.
But it is a hot fantasy.
You do start taking photos of your splayed ass.
You don’t post them. But you get turned on by the thought of doing so. It’s like a game of chicken with yourself.
Still, his words stay with you. Small. No bigger than before. Just a memory you can dismiss.
But constantly coming back.
You start to think of ways round it. Maybe post and immediately delete it?
It’s scary in a fun way.
You want to know what crossing that threshold would feel like.
You make a separate account. No ties to your friends or family or work. A nice anonymous account.
One day you finally get so excited by the idea you post a nice close up of your cheeks and hole to the account.
You cum so hard from it.
How much was the suggestion?
Did you just find it hot and need to get used to the idea? Was this just you doing it to yourself?
Only one way to be sure.
You messaged the ’tist again and ask if he wants to do another session…..
Started a new audio tape course to help calm my anxiety and overthinking.
Not sure why it came with a crop top and a thong, but the further into the course I've gotten the more right it feels to wear them.
It's working. I'm less concerned about everything and just enjoying the moment. Especially in the gym.
Feel so confident I'm starting to actively want attention.
Feels nice to not think and just be looked at....
#hypno #hypnofiction #eroticnudism
The new guy at the gym was very charming. Everyone thought so. Conversational and easy going, he was very easy to like.
He was also the only one who used the showers.
It was a big old school shower room with shower pipes spaced out. All exposed and open.
The lack of private cubicles put most patrons off.
Ok, give me a place, 2 types of people and a hypnosis method/trope
#hypnoFiction #hypnofetish #hypno
It was very pleasing to the tattooist to see Alan go so deep. He bearly reacted now when the buzzing needle dragged over his skin.
It's a good thing, as the designs would be perfectly marked into a lot of his body.
When Alan started to come out the tattooist would simply talk calmly to him and tell him to recite the mantra he had been training into him.
It was very pleasing to the tattooist to see Alan go so deep. He bearly reacted now when the buzzing needle dragged over his skin.
It's a good thing, as the designs would be perfectly marked into a lot of his body.
When Alan started to come out the tattooist would simply talk calmly to him and tell him to recite the mantra he had been training into him.
He was such an upright, clean cut guy when I first started working with him as his hypnotherapist.
Now, as he lays back in the darkroom sling, body covered in tattoos, puffing on a big cigar while he waits for the next top to come a long, I realise what a good job I did on him.