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Bonus :

Seeing as I haven’t mentioned it in a while, I do have a few stories on gss. I don’t post on there a lot but I’m actually pretty happy with the stories on there.

Here’s one that inspired my afternoon thinking about being the slave of giant.

www.gayspiralstories.com/story/show/1...

Hypnovember 2025 Day 18: Trigger

You're almost free! Despite the accursed suit clinging to your body, you managed to regain your mind and make a break for it. Now the exit door is just a few steps aw-Obey Master. Do not resist Master. Submit to Master. Obey Master. Do not resist Master. Submit...

Happy birthday 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫🤤🤤

When they opened that email attachment from that unknown email address little did they know it would be the last thing they remember doing 😵‍💫😵‍💫

“ and….. WAKE!”

As Chase opened his eyes, he realized he had something very important to do. He stood up and started to stroke his cock. He needed to show the guy sitting behind him how he stroked his big cock. He wasn’t sure why he needed to do this but he just had to obey.

When the man approached him in the gym with some questions about technique, Andre wasn’t expecting this to be a trap. The bucket fell and Andre found himself able to think for himself anymore.

Is that right 😏😏

“Are you there Oz? Who’s there !”

The detective had done a good job tracking down his missing colleague. But what he hadn’t foreseen was that that was the plan.
The bucket slammed down on his head and the detective was replaced with an obedient drone. Another to join the ranks.

My god I have such a crush on this man. It’s not even funny.

“LAPD! Put your hands up…oh?”

Detective Oz was met with an empty room. He’d been sent there on a lead which looked like it wasn’t going to turn up anything.
Then the bucket clamped into his head and the handsome detective became the first cop under control.

All hail…

Personal Trainer. How about Personal Slaver.

He’ll be the first in my list of gym bros, bucketed and transformed into brainless drones.

Not even Luffy was safe from the buckets.

When one eventually found him all that bravery, that spirit was erased and replaced with a blank obedient object.
Ready to Obey.

The clones were becoming too independent, I’d come home and see them completely tasks when I hadn’t set. Yeah they got it right but I didn’t want them doing anything without instruction, so with much regret I decided to convert them from clones into drones.

"Harry's sure been acting weird ever since that jungle trip... And now he's weirdly obsessed with bananas!"

Happy New Year Everyone.

Let’s hope 2026 brings you exactly what you want. Let’s hope it drains you of your free will. Let’s hope it reprograms you to obey. Let’s hope you end up blank and mindless, just another drone in an army of slaves.

New Year, New You.

Happy New Year, my Hypno King.

All Hail the Hypno King. All Hail the Hypno King.

Another day, another hellish session but at least Jerry had actually begun noticing results. His arms were more defined and his stamina was up.
Unfortunately he wasn’t the only one to notice and Jerry has been selected as another perfect candidate to become a mindless slave.

The screen in the gym flicked on, capturing the attention of any man who passed by. When they had become docile and blank, the buckets were dropped permanently remaking the gym bros in to mindless obedient slaves.

He came in from evening laps in the private pool of the suite. He’d been upgraded when he’d checked in and was planning to take full advantage of the situation. Not knowing that he’d actually been selected by the rooms true owner as a test subject for the mind control device.

How has it taken me so long to realise that I can have all of the bucket headed slaves I want??

You gaze at your phone.
His response radiates and engulfs your mind now.
No longer just words in a DM.
So much more.
You feel your #HypnosMaster whispering in your open mind, even when He's not there.
He's always there.
Whispering to His #HypnosBear
As you
Simply
Sink
And cease to think.

『Come on, you too, obey us.』
「No way! Bring everyone back to their senses!」
『If you feel nothing when you hear this music, I'll grant your wish.』
「Got it! I'm confident that even if I hear it, nothing about me will change!」

「I collect bananas ...」
「Glory to Tiki Tong ...」

The van pulled up and when the music started playing all of the men stopped. The dads turned and walked away from their families. The skaters dropped their boards and the joggers froze.

All under control, the moved in unison to the follow the van.

The van parked just on the edge of the market and when the music started every man’s eyes shone and their brains turned to mush.

They lined up and would follow the van wherever it drove next.

Ron was walking home, he passed the van without knowing it was there and then the speakers switched on.

Ron stopped. His mind stopped. He raised his arms and waited for commands.

No Screen is Safe.

Working from home normally meant a calm day. I’d flick the tv on for some background noise. But today, it’s caught me, drained me.

No more thinking…

I must obey, I must obey, I must obey …

I massaged his #HypnosFeet and watched him become more relaxed. As my words wrapped around his melting mind, I ordered him to strip and relax. He complied. His head dropping to the side as his brain began leaking out his hardened cock. Becoming my Big #HypnosDumb, horny Ape. Addicted to Me.

Fennix scores himself a couple of silly hypnotized meatheads🤤

Model: Zanji (Oscar)

I did an art A-level and loved it and have kept sketching (read : advanced shading) for fun. But I’ve been reluctant to bring it to this account because I have trouble drawing figures without a reference.

I’m thinking about doing a life drawing session to help get a grip on this.