yamaboshi | ( open hypnosis thirst..... )

( open hypnosis thirst..... )

how?

01 induction. a comfortable place, a confident touch, and all the right words to take you under. deep breath in, deep breath out, just lie back for the plain flavor, no gimmicks or special powers involved.
02 the prop box. that's not enough? then how about a spinning spiral, or a swinging pocket watch, a coin or a candle, a flickering candle, that's right, just look at the flame, watch the flame closely, watch it dance in front of your eyes and relax, just relax...
03 simply powerful. deep and hypnotic eyes, a strong and commanding voice, their comforting and soothing touch; that person has more than talent - they have the power to bring you completely under their control, and there is no way to resist... at least not forever.
04 magic! a spell to control your body, a potion to command your mind, an artifact to destroy your will. you might have been enchanted, or even cursed. maybe it was an accident, a lesson gone wrong. whatever it was, it's time for a magical trance!
05 science! death rays are so last season, hypno rays are all the rage these days! and did you hear about that new drug that makes you 89% more suggestible to everything you're told? apparently they can even insert a chip into your brain and-- you know, why don't you see the miracle of science for yourself?
06 other. combine, change, roll again, or try something else entirely.

why?

01 therapy something you want to remember? something you'd like to forget? quit smoking, eat healthier, be the best you you can be. whatever your reason, whatever your method, your subconsciousness needs a spring cleaning to improve your life.
02 in good fun you're really looking forward to this! it's a show, it's a party, or maybe it's just the two of you trying something new. entertaining, relaxing, maybe even hot and steamy. kick back, and enjoy the experience.
03 part of the job the latest corporate drug, another monster preying on people's minds, the third alien artifact you dug up this week. you've run into this before, and you will run into it again. but maybe this time is different. maybe this time something went wrong...
04 part of a scheme you don't want this, but somebody else begs to differ. maybe it's as harmless as a prank to make you cluck like a chicken whenever they say your name. or maybe it's as bad as a plot to make you their obedient servant forever. only they know, but for better or worse, you're about to find out.
05 an accident a vacant stare into that magical mirror, blank faces after a gas leak, sparks flying in the wrong direction and suddenly you find yourself chanting 'yes, master' over and over again? looks like somebody was too careless. sure, nobody meant for this to happen, but it did, and now you have to deal with the side-effects.
06 other. combine, change, roll again, or try something else entirely.

what?

01 relaxation. all you want is to unwind, switch off, forget about your stress and worries for a while. close your eyes, you'll wake up feeling so refreshed. that is, unless somebody goes a little overboard with that happy and vacant smile...
02 transformation. bark like a dog. moo like a cow. put on this apron, you are the maid now. you're a robot, you're just a doll, you are the president of the world, an adorable baby, the perfect boyfriend- you are something or somebody you weren't before.
03 personality change. people don't change? we'll see about that! there must be some way to make you more assertive, less anxious, more honest, less unruly. maybe something could even change your evil ways! or your good ones, for that matter...
04 submission. this one is all about following commands. any commands. any commands. but do they just want to see you dance to their tune once, or will they wash, scrub and bleach your brain until it comes out blank and obedient forever?
05 seduction. maybe it's something sneaky to charm somebody you just met, maybe it's something sexy to spice up your relationship. whatever it is, whatever you do, it's trance time in the bedroom. and it would feel so amazing to take off your clothes for me, wouldn't it?
06 other. combine, change, roll again, or try something else entirely.

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Y-Yes...

[She hears her trembling voice say it before she even realizes she's speaking. She most certainly does not like this! Any of this! ... Except she really does, and that's the worst part. She eagerly perks up at the suggestion of more, and then seems disappointed when she realizes she won't be 'punished' any further.

It's not all bad, though. She gives a whimper that doesn't sound entirely upset at the feeling of Illya's fingers tracing over where she'd spanked her. And of course, when commanded, she readily pulls herself back up to her feet. Part of her wonders how she'll be 'rewarded', even as another part seethes inwardly at her complete inability to not do every little thing Illya commands. ... At being labeled her servant, and being unable to stop going along with it!]

I wonder. Just how turned on down there are you?

[ Fingers run down Marion's side before they reach in between the blonde's legs, tracing across the inner thighs before skipping upwards, right there, just to check. She needs to know just how humiliating this must be for her. ]

( i apologize for the half month delay! if you're still willing to do this, would you be willing to start; i'm also willing to start myself - if you don't mind my slowness. )

[Mercifully, she doesn't find herself answering this question out loud. Because part of her sees exactly where this is going, and that she won't need to answer.

When Illya's touch traces her thighs, Marion softly whimpers, squirming at the touch. Embarrassingly, it's not the squirm of a girl who wishes she could escape. She seems like she's anticipating where this is going, despite how she feels deep down underneath the excitement.

Sure enough, when Illya's touch moves upwards, the evidence is clear. She's shamefully, obviously, wet and eager. And it's all because of what Illya's done with and to her so far.]

[No worries. Given how things have been for me as late, I can't blame you. If you could set up the starter, though, that'd be good.]

So I was right.

[ She smirks, tapping her chin inquisitively. Good on her that she didn't answer, because her body told the entire store in of itself. Illya's finger traces right outside, making sure that it doesn't go inside; there isn't much of a point for that, after all. ]

You probably like that, but... I'm not going to satisfy you at all like this, am I? Because I'm only barely touching you at this point. If you want more, you'll have to beg for it.

[this was a mistake. a huge mistake, and one that Rin couldn't easily rectify. but she would be able to do it nevertheless, as she took Rita into her house. seeing magic was taboo; it was breaking a rule as a magi. but she had too big of a heart to kill someone.

so this was the best next thing. gesturing to the rather luxurious couch, the young magus kept herself prim and proper, not showing her true colors just yet.]

Sit down. Do you want some tea? I have some Japanese tea and some other blends in the kitchen if you prefer something else.

[Rin's classmate was a smart girl, and had assumed that Rin had simply invited her over to discuss a group project. She had not even realized that what she had seen was true magic, or what her fate was to be. No surprise; her technological training was exceptional and useful.

Not so useful was her near-utter lack of grace, and rather poor fashion sense. She'd been raised in foster care, and it had not given her the best attitude. Still, she seemed reasonable enough.]

Er. Japanese tea sounds fine to me, I guess.

[Another blink.]

You've got a fairly fancy place, too... Jeeze. Why'd you invite me out here, anyways?

Alright.

[she nods, half to herself, half to Rita. but when she asks why, that's when she makes her magic crest glow slightly, looking directly at Rita. that question isn't being answered; she's using her magic to answer it for her. go on, fall under her control and become her puppet.

become... empty.]

Listen to my voice, and obey every word. Nod once if you understand me.

[Rita blinked as Rin's magic crest began to glow...]

Wait, what is tha....

[Well, that worked quickly. Rita's confusion quickly fades from her face, just like all emotion, as the hypnotic spell starts to take hold quickly.

She's trying to struggle, and nods slightly, though there's a bit of struggle in her eyes, at least at the moment.]

[Rin pours more power into the spell, yelling with a bit of frustration]

Don't struggle, damn it! [aha... her true colors are shown. there she is: the girl known as the red devil. but after a clearing of her throat, she manages to keep her calm voice.

ugh, what a pain.]

Let's see here. . . You're going to become my servant. You'll believe that you were such your entire life. You'll be completely obedient, as well. However, you were cursed to the point where every time you'd hear your name, you would immediately get into heat.

[how far can she go with this...]

Once that happens, you must beg your master - me - to assist you. You should already know how. You must wear the maid outfit and lift the skirt when you're doing this. And when I say 'no', that is your cue to masturbate. But you'll never, ever, be able to finish without me. Got it? Nod once if you understand.

[Rita shakes a bit at the spell's empowerment... Her head drooping, but not quite resolving to a full nod for a few seconds, before she blinks once, turning very red. Her mind seemed like it had been cowed into obedience of the first part, but the whole name-induced heat curse was meeting an extra bit of resistance.

If Rin had read much about her victim, she'd know Rita had been hopping from foster family to foster family for a while; her name was likely one of the few pieces of identity she really had. So perverting that might have been one of those little mental barriers some people had.

After a few seconds, the nod finished, her eyes blank as she looked at Rin.]

[ She had managed to figure out Natsuru's secret. And because of that, she knew what had to be done. So of course she's dragging Natsuru - the currently male one - back into her rather spacious house and upstairs into her room, closing it and locking it behind them.

Sighing, she gestured to allow Natsuru to have a seat.

Go ahead, sit down. She's not mad that you tried to hide everything from her. Not at all. That evil grin she's sporting on? Just an illusion, clearly. ]

So. I guess you owe me a favor now, don't you?

[Natsuru hadn't meant to hide anything! It was just... really hard to explain this sort of thing. And maybe he was kind of embarrassed, or thought that Inaba would assume awful things about him, and...

... Yeah, okay, he was hiding it. But for totally understandable reasons!]

F-... 'Favor'?!

[This isn't what he expected when she'd dragged him up here. Yelling at him, maybe. Demanding explanations, probably. But telling him he owes her a favor?]

What do you mean...?

What I mean is...

[ Her cheeks turn scarlet and she looks away from Natsuru. ]

You knew that I liked you all this time, so I want to punish you. Natsuru, let me... hypnotize you for a bit.

[How can she possibly look so cute like this?! It catches Natsuru off guard.]

Eh-?! P-Punish...?

[Well... she's not wrong. Inaba shared a lot with the female Natsuru, including her interest in... well, him. He definitely knew she liked him, and never told her that the girl Natsuru was the same person. No matter how awkward that made things sometimes. He just didn't know how to explain...]

I, er...

[Hypnosis? Not what he expected at all.]

Is that it? ... I guess... if that's what you want...

[His cheeks turn as red as hers, but he doesn't resist the idea. He can't imagine it doing anything too dangerous or embarrassing, after all.]

[of course she'd done the homework; as one of the proud top students of Homurahara, she knew a good amount of things about her classmates, as if she were the student council president. which, of course, she isn't. but she could most definitely pass for one.

were there other orders she could give, though...?]

You are only to refer to me as Master unless I give you explicit permission otherwise. And if I hand you something, you must use it in the most perverse way you can think of, no matter what the item is.

Once I snap my fingers, these orders will be set in the recesses of your mind. [and that's when she snaps.]

Eh?

[ To be fair, she had honestly expected him to say no, so she's count off guard when he actually allows it. Swallowing her saliva down, she rubs the nape of her neck awkwardly, glancing away. ]

Okay, just... sit still for a second. [ As she grabs her coin and string. ]

Look at the coin, alright? Make sure you follow it... and then you'll fall under a trance.

[ She's never done this before, will this actually work? ]

[Rita blinked as the snap echoed in her mind, locking Rin's commands in.]

Hello, Master. I am ready to obey.

[... And nothing seems odd about saying that. Outside of a couple hang-ups, it seemed like Rita's will was pretty easily suppressed. Odd, given her potential, but...]

[He would have said no. He should have said no. What kind of ridiculous agreement would that even be? But... this is Inaba. And if there's one thing that's true of Natsuru, it's that he literally can't say no to her.

Besides, he's not convinced she can actually do it. He shifts nervously in his seat as she gets the coin out, but he doesn't honestly believe this will do anything. He'll just humor her to make up for lying to her all this time. That seems pretty lenient, all things considered.]

Alright...

[It really does sound silly. But he owes it to her to at least pretend to take this seriously. Whatever she does with the coin, his eyes follow. Sure, he might start to feel a little drowsy, but that's nothing strange... nothing strange at all...]

[ To be fair, Inaba doesn't completely believe this either. It's not something that she thinks will actually work, but the idea is compelling. Really compelling. ]

Just close your eyes and fall into a deep sleep. And listen to my voice.

[ Once that's said and done, she swallows, trying her best to keep calm, her voice even. ]

Once you're out of this trance, you'll be completely obedient to me. You'll follow every single word I tell you, no questions asked. And your feelings towards me will amplify twofold. You'll still be aware of what's going on, but you will be unable to control yourself.

And the only way to go in and out of this trance is with a snap of my fingers.

[ That's it... it's basic, simple. This should be fine, right? And then she snaps her fingers. Did it... work? ]

[It really is very simple. His eyes close, and maybe he might have drifted off a little while he listens to her voice...

His eyes open again when she snaps her fingers. He's not sure how long he's been sitting there, but it can't have been very long. Did she even try to do anything? He remembers listening to her, but he doesn't think she told him to do anything weird.]

Huh? ... Is that it?

[He's struck a little more by the mere sight of her than usual. But then, he's so hopelessly infatuated with her, it's easy enough to explain away how blushy and nervous he's getting.]

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