“Okay, if this actually works don’t make me do anything weird––I don’t want to cluck like a chicken.” I flashed a quick, toothy smile that made my face scrunch up. It was to calm my nerves just as much as yours. Hypnotism was just a silly parlor trick, of course. But if there was a chance it could help me relax, it was worth a try.
I leaned forward, cross-legged on your bed, trying to clear my mind and prepare for the induction. A passing interest of yours, hypnotism caught my attention this particularly grueling semester. I was used to juggling academics, social obligations, and extracurriculars, but recently it had begun to take a toll on me. More than once I’d found myself in this very room, sobbing quietly while you rubbed my back soothingly.
I cracked a smirk, thinking about my luck with you. We met early on in college quickly becoming fast friends. Since then we’ve been something of a dynamic duo. My other friends liked to barb me about our friendship, insinuating something more. But that wasn’t the case. We were friends, but not just friends. Our relationship wasn’t weaker because it was platonic. I hated that line of thinking. Sure, there was a time when I suspected you wanted more, but we talked it out like mature adults and nothing came of it.
Whoops, I’m supposed to be letting go of my thoughts. I looked at you, reviewing your notes with a slight frown twisting your lips. You doubted yourself too much. I reached out to pat your knee.
“You got this. If anyone can figure this stuff out, it’s you.”
You smiled sheepishly.
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In this I will play an overclocked college girl and I have enlisted you as my best friend, to perform hypnotherapy on me. We both have doubts about its effectiveness, but after a successful first attempt, we continue with it. As I falls deeper and deeper into the hypnotic hole, you begin to realize the power you possess over me.
Most mind control stories focus primarily on the corruption of the victim, and there will be much of that, but I also want this story to involve your character’s descent into corruption. At first, it’s innocent, perhaps you just have me hold your hand - I won't remember anything when I wake up. From there the acts grow more depraved and debaucherous until our relationship is forever changed. I want this moral degradation to be more on the slow side of things, and for your character to start reluctant and full of guilt. He’s not a monster (yet).
Other areas we might explore are posthypnotic triggers and suggestions. Want to make me unaware that I am running around in my underwear only when I am around you? Want me to drop to my knees and service you and then forget about it? Want to slowly mold me into your perfect toy? There are lots of things to try out here.
This prompt is something of a work in progress, so if you have ideas on how to expand upon it, I’d love to chat!
Please don’t jump right into the RP, I prefer to discuss some details beforehand. Chat is fine, Discord works as well for me if we click.
Kinks for this include: non/dub-con, forced orgasm, d/s, free use, teasing, light humiliation, cum play, cream pie, body control, outfit control, hypnosis, mind control, corruption, face fucking, public play, sleep play, being manhandled, praise, brainwashing, conditioning, breath play, groping and more. If you want to try out anything that is not on here just ask, I am pretty open to most things.
Limits: blood, toilet play, scat, animals.