Jess

The fair lady has acquired a new necklace, and it glows quite beautifully in the candlelight. But, it's actually enchanted by the lady's maid, now she is the puppet master! The maid says "You look lovely, my lady! Everyone attending will see all your beauty... Inside and out."

DAY 7 - FANCY

The fair lady has acquired a new necklace, and it glows quite beautifully in the candlelight. But, it's actually enchanted by the lady's maid, now she is the puppet master! 😱💎🌀
#bunbothypnovember

(I know I missed days, but I will get back to it hopefully and try to keep it up 🥺🙏)

ask your mom what she thinks of my art

two girls learning things together

So kind of them to give her something to drink and sooo helpful of them to assist and get that heavy armor off her 🤭

Your new bodyguard

I like Diana when she's honest😛

ehehe <3

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REALLY old sketches i did while i was under hypnotic trance

tourmaline, tits out, has her nails cared for and her hair brushed by three attendants. "PREPARE" in the top right

kinktober 26: prepare

the crown jewel tourmaline, waited upon by her attendants--translated as barbers, handmaids, or eunuchs, depending upon the perception and biases of the translator.

Hey so umm... Wow

crazy what a beer and a concert will do for the mental health

a redhaired twink on his back, facefucked by mushroom tentacles as two more consider plundering his ass

a recent anonymous commission for some Mushroom Sex

Always important to cool down afterwards ☺️

a big demon bat guy fucks his chubby wife

for @bigpighours.bsky.social!

Hi there, your friend and I noticed you from across the bar and we love your vibe, can I-

Why is your friend staring at me, drooling? Well, funnily enough, I have a pretty pocketwatch with all the answers inside, darling, you just watch closely~

You jump in surprise at the sudden appearance and voice of someone next to you on the bus stop bench. You didn’t hear her walk up. One second you were alone, the next you have company. You’re not sure what to make of her. That ample witch hat atop her head seems fitting enough for the Halloween season, but the rest of her outfit has enough skin showing it must be one of those “sexy” witch costumes—assuming she isn’t a prostitute going for a Halloween theme. You turn away. “Sorry, I’m not interested,” you say. You’ve had a long day regardless and just want to get home. She laughs. “That’s easy enough to change.” A warm hand cups your face and turns you back to her—at least, you thought it was her hand, but it looks to be a staff of some sort that felt like flesh. Not wood, not metal, not plastic, but warm and soft, pulsating with ghostly balls of off-white light. This is getting weird now, costume or not. You push the staff away from you, though for a moment it feels electric, like injecting an energy drink directly into your hand. You shake your hand. “Go away,” you say, “I don’t want whatever you’re after and I certainly don’t trust you.” The witch laughs again. “Oh, my silly dear,” she says. She lifts the staff, and you stare as the end flashes, a rapidly swirling ball of color that grabs your attention. She leads your gaze to her eyes, which now swirl with the same colors. “What makes you think your silly little opinions matter?”

You stare into her eyes, feeling a wave of pleasure swarm over your body. You think what she said was wrong, you really don’t trust her, but as you stare into her eyes that thought of distrust grows smaller, insignificant, nothing. “The only thing that truly matters in the moment is what you feel,” she says. “In the moment, the only thing guiding your interests is what you’re feeling.” She pulls you closer, her staff bending and twisting with the dexterity of a snake around your shoulders, squeezing down your arms and chest. You try to hold on to that distrust, but it disappears as you feel pleasure pulsate through your mind and ripple down your body. “And it’s so easy for me to manipulate what you’re feeling,” she whispers. She strokes her fingers under your chin, but it feels like she’s stroking the core of your being. “To simply write on your soul new, pleasurable feelings, and arouse new desires and interests in your very soul.” Her staff squeezed tighter, snaking down your body as she stroked your chin and stroked your soul as if with a pen. You don’t care at all now whether you trust her or not. All you know is you feel tingling, swamping pleasure surging through your body, originating from this enchanting witch. She’s all you’re interested in right now. She chuckles, stroking your head like a pet.

“And I’ve written my mark so deeply on your soul that those wonderful feelings are overwhelming,” she says. “It’s hard to think. You don’t really think, with your bothersome old opinions meaningless, but you still remember, as murky and fuzzy as those memories are becoming.” She holds your face in her hands and pulls you closer to her eyes, her staff now coiled to your hips and still snaking down, squeezing your legs. “So blurry are your memories now,” she says, “it’s so simple for me to write over them now, too.” She kisses you on the forehead as if marking your memories with a kiss. “To write myself into your memories. Why, you’ve known me for years, haven’t you?” She laughs. “You’ve known me forever. Just let me write myself into your memories. Let me write over those dusty old memories. You don’t have anything else important to remember, anyway.” By now trust would be the last thing that matters. All your memories are of this witch, this witch who soaks your mind with hypnotic pleasure then intensifies it until you have no interest but her. No interest but letting her do as she wants. “And now, my silly soul vessel,” she says, “now that I’ve fixed your feelings to me, scribbled myself into your memories, and pulled your interest to me so far you have no opinion on anything I might do to you, now it’s easy to simply . . .” The staff squeezed tight, wrapped all over your body. “Wipe it all away.”

You grin at a surge of power washing through you. Your body goes numb, then your head, then your mind. Even your altered memories feel disconnected as the witch erases you, bit by bit, sucking the soul straight from your body and into her staff. What might be the pain of a separation is the pleasure of a new purpose, a new existence. As the witch erases you from your soul, she rewrites it entirely. The soul is hers now. She owns it. It’s her property. Your soul pops out and fizzes into the witch’s staff, another source of power with nothing in it but subservience to its master, life force that only knows life as part of the witch. That leaves the body. With the soul that once resided in it firmly in her control, she easily leads the body to follow her with her staff. The body follows, a puppet in her control, to her home for her to do as she wishes with. Oh, my, no, we can’t describe what she’s doing, it’s much too scandalous! Oh, very well, if you insist. It’s a long night of fun she has with that body. So many cute outfits she dresses it up in like a doll.

Soul Editor is a microstory from Halloween 2022. A witch uses hypnotic magic to rewrite your mind and soul.
Content warning: mind control, soul control, ego death, removal of a soul from a body and turning said body into a puppet
#hypnokink #hypnosis #witch
cloudycuckoocosmos.com/hypnosisnake...

Progression 🤭🔐❤

Karlach (2023)

#nsfwart #pinup #BG3

Perfect timing to post this~ Still one of my favorites 🦙❤️ Thank you so much for doing this back then <3

Love how the coils look like~ staring and relaxing~ everything is perfect~ nothing will... GULP!

wdym? ofc being called obedient is praise and a compliment. what else would it be?

Double Trouble YCH is now open!

Personal space doesn't seem to be a concept when these two are feeling mishievous...And now your lucky character can be caught in the middle of it!

Limited slots, link to the form below ⏬

Id probably hit up a sub of mine that told me very confidently "I can't be hypnotized". Have a little talk with them, change their minds 😌

( this will still happen regardless some day, it'd just be fun to take them fully from 0 to 100 with no prep or slow introduction to the kink)

hey baby can you pretend you're meeting me for the first time and flirt with me and act like you're casually claiming ownership of me and start telling me what to do as if it's just the most natural way of treating me

First meeting

#PokémonZA #Jacinthe #Lebanne #Jacinne

do we like angel girls here

Commission for @unlicenseddragon.bsky.social

Yessss omg one of the best inductions I've randomly stumbled across in a while 😊😊😊 made my knees weak