Have I Made It Up To Ear Nibbles Yet?

I want to know!

I give myself Light Blue.

That’s right, just stare. Watch me sway back and forth, no, don’t look away.

You don’t even want to blink, you’re so captivated by my curves. Let your eyes burn my image into your brain, just like my words are.

You’re not even listening anymore, just letting my words sink deep into that soft malleable mind of yours. That’s okay, you don’t need to remember what I say.

You just need to remember that you’re mine, body, mind, and soul.

Compiling a list of monsters to use for the horny hypno D&D game:

Sirens

Yellow musk thralls

Incubi/succubi

Mind flayers

Aboleth

Vampires

False Hydra

Rakshasa

Intellect Devourer

Arch Mage

And of course they’re going to need minions like Minotaurs, goblins, kobolds, golems, etc.

What other monsters should we add to the list?

To be extra clear, all suggestions and triggers are discussed and agreed upon, and are phrased so that they only work when you want them to. Not even I can use them on you if you don’t want them to impact you.

I also provide the transcript of the suggestions section of the files for extra transparency.

kinky dnd sounds super delicious (๑✧◡✧๑)

We’re still open to players joining! I’m trying to round out the third group currently!

CW: Covert hypnosis

I always liked to meet my potential nannies in public first. It helped make them feel safe and comfortable with me. After all, who would try anything inappropriate at a coffee shop on a busy street?

Little did @lisasfantasy know that I had carefully curated this particular location. Sitting outside, it was just quiet enough for us to talk, but noisy enough that she had to focus on my words. It was busy enough that the constant stream of people passing by made her feel safe, but they were sporadic enough that she had to remind herself to not get distracted by them.

Of course, I told her it was okay to get distracted. It’s a busy world, and it often rubs on us in different ways, and I would be here for her to focus on. Carefully selecting my words, watching her guard lull, and her eyes begin to glaze over. I realized quickly she wasn’t wearing a bra, but as she relaxed and spread her legs for me her panties peeked out at me and I smiled.

I had hoped she would be susceptible to trance, to my words, but this was beyond my wildest dreams. I watched her panties begin to change color, growing darker from the growing dampness as she began to rub her legs and play with her skirt as she stared into my eyes.

I called for the check as I woke her up, telling her that her coffee would be my treat today.

It was the least I could do for my new nanny.

Exciting Lunch Date

On a completely unrelated topic, any volunteers for a kinky mind flayer adventure?

Horny TTRPG gamenight where the players all have remote/app controlled vibes in them they can't take out, and the DM is in control of them all

During combat any time you take damage the vibrator turns on for a duration and intensity equal to the damage.

If an npc tries to charm you, you don't roll to save, the DM actually tries hypnotizing you and you have to try (and probably fail) to resist

When your player dies, the fun's not over, the DM leaves your vibrator on full blast for the rest of the night, either making you cum over & over and/or turning you into an overstimulated mess

The game ends when your party defeats all the bad guys, or when you all become the DMs devoted playthings

jjust realized ive been eding and listening to files for hours.i changed my tumblr theme and my browser theme and now they're both purple and pink. i love whn i find a little thing i can change that helps me brainwash myself. i feel so so so good

im literally like. proud of how good i am of my brainwashing. im proud of being such a good good ggirl and knwoing how to brainwash myself so good. . i can find all the things that make me want to goo deeper and get more needy and more brainwashed and wetter. knowing that i dint need to think i dont think for myself.

literally likes and reblogs and anon messages make me so fucking wet because im being good and brainwashing myself. and i know that you probably want me to be brainwashed so im doing something to make someone else wet and hard and needy maybe.

Flash Fiction

CW: Trance, pleasure, option for orgasm, and wakener

I’ve been thinking a lot about stories lately, and the role they play in forming our personalities, who we essentially are.

Because if you think about it, there’s a few things that stories, especially fiction do for us.

They let us get away from the world, our lives, our responsibilities. They let us relax, and imagine the world as it might be. As it could be. They let us experience things that we may not have the opportunity to experience in our actual lives.

Think about it, you’re just relaxing at home by yourself with a nice cup of your favorite warm beverage, and an excellent story. Safe and cozy as you scroll page after page, losing yourself in some other world. The story seems to come off your reading device and plays out in your head. You can see the characters vividly. Maybe they’re action heroes, saving the day. Maybe they’re adventurers, exploring a new city or country. Maybe they’re repressed Victorian socialites fighting their urges.

Who they are doesn’t really matter. What matters is how they, and their story, make you feel. The adrenaline, the longing, the lust, the hope, the arousal. All of the emotions of the story flowing over and through you.

Those feelings stay in you long after reading. You can think back fondly and rekindle them deep inside of you. And the stronger the feeling, the easier it is to do that.

And it’s even easier with erotic stories. Erotic stories invoke so many emotions, feelings, sensations. Even just thinking about them your heart races, the heat builds, your hands twitch, wanting to repeat the touches and caresses you felt the first time you read that story that impacted you so deeply.

Go ahead. Think about that story and touch yourself, giving in to the memories. Which character did you identify with? Did you watch their eyes gloss over with arousal, or were you staring through their eyes, losing yourself in what they were seeing as your own eyes grew cloudy and blank?

Was it brainwashing or mind control? For you it was. You can’t help but follow the story, feel what the characters experience. The fingers on your skin, the brush of someone’s lips on yours. The building of heat and arousal. The loss of control.

You can’t help it now, you’re enthralled by the story, unable to break free of it until it reaches its conclusion. Cresting waves of pleasure and heat coursing through you, guiding you through the story. The story is a part of you. Guiding you, leading you, molding you. Are you the character now? Or is the character you? Can you tell? Does it matter?

As you reach the climax of the story, and maybe a climax of your own, perhaps a realization will come to you. Perhaps that story from your mind will embed itself more deeply into you. Perhaps the story will become a part of you. Perhaps the story will lead you to act it out with a partner. Or perhaps it will stay safely within your mind, waiting for you to call on it again.

And again.

And again.

And if you’ve found yourself enthralled by these words, and you’re ready to wake up, go ahead and count yourself awake.

But remember the stories, and how they affect you.

@lisasfantasy is that a promise? ;-)

This isn’t the first thing I want to do with @wakeupsleepychloe, but it’s near the top of the list.

Squirting under hypnosis from nipple play alone...