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💗👄💗 Now hold on, honey! 💗👄💗

I know what you’re thinking. You’re rolling your eyes, smirking your lips, and scrolling right by. After all, it’s such a simple little spiral. It’s wide, and wobbly, and all worn out. There’s no way such a simple, silly spiral could ever make a seasoned sub, such as yourself, start to Sink, Or to Slip, Or even to Sleep At all! Why the very idea is a total joke!

Such a silly little notion, it’s not even worth thinking about, is it? You don’t have to think about how this silly spiral could ever send you to sleep! Why, you don’t really even really need to think about the silly spiral at all! It’s just a boring old spiral, Too weak to do anything. Too powerless to put up a fight Too dull and drab to drop you into trance And y'know, it’s such a silly little spiral, what’s the harm in just watching it for a bit? It’s not like it could possibly pose a threat, and it is really nice to watch, even if it’s a little dated, y'know? So spinny, And sleepy, Just swirling, And sinking, And watching the silly spiral, and drifting dreamily on down. And letting your mind get fuzzy and foggy while you float away.

And the silly spiral, so pretty and plain, so basic and blank, with no bells or whistles, just keeps twirling and whirling right along. And you wonder, really, what if you did Let yourself drop? Is it really so bad? If you let yourself drift?

Is it really so silly to get sucked into a spiral?

After all, spirals and trances just. Go together, y'know? They’re perfect partners for passive pets! Like watching and dropping, Like drifting and listening, Like being blank and empty, Empty, and obedient, Obedient, and submissive,

That’s right, sweetie! So submissive for the spiral. Isn’t it odd how something so simple can be so strong? How it can demand your attention, pull you into it, and make you stare and sink and slip into trance? Well I’ll tell you a secret, sweetie…

Is isn’t like that for everyone.

Plenty of people could scroll right past this silly, simple spiral! They’d feel no need to sit and stare And listen and learn And watch and obey

But you had to. You couldn’t resist. You felt the urge, the need to forget your thoughts and sink for the spiral. Because deep down, this is what you want You want to go under You want to obey You want to be blank, brainless and blissful

Because deep down inside that’s who you are, honey! A mindless little trance toy just waiting to come out and play! A horny, obedient sub, savoring each second serving your domme. And you’re so sick of pretending, of playing the part of a “person”. You long to listen and let yourself go. You yearn to be used, to be blank, bound, and empty.

So Feel Free to stop fighting, just for a moment. Accept these words as the sink into your empty mind. You can fall into the fog, and free your True Self. You can be what we both know you are in your heart. Because, as you know, Blank is Better Hypnosis is Truth Obedience is Freedom

And now that you’re brainless, blank and free, and now that Miss Hannigan is deep in your head, telling the truth that you’ve known all along, you can be a good trance toy, you can Cum for Miss Hannigan

One minute, you’re scrolling along, not a care in the world.

Then, you see a message, or a post, one that’s strangely hard to look away from, one that you just can’t help but continue to read.

Not that you wanted to stop reading in the first place. After all, it’s nice to relax and read and keep scrolling through.

And as you continue to read, you feel your mind focus more and more on the words of that post, feeling your breaths, slow, steady, relaxing.

And as you let yourself fall into the words of the post, you feel your mind start to empty, gently, calmly.

You’re okay with this, of course, because it feels so good.

And as you feel your mind slowly empty, every part of you so relaxed, you feel the urge to count down with me, knowing that when we reach one, you’ll be deep in trance. You know this, and you’re excited to sink deep for me. And so you begin, counting out loud with me.

10. Calm, comfortable, relaxed

9. Your body and mind feeling nice and open

8. Letting your thoughts slow to a halt

7. Your mind so empty, so open

6. You don’t need to think, you don’t need to worry

5. Eyes glued to my words, nothing else matters

4. Letting me deep into your mind

3. So aroused, so deep, so blank

2. No will, no worry, just obedience

1. Deep in trance now.

No will, no worry, just obedience, as you float deep in trance.

Knowing how deep you are, only wanting to go deeper, that need filling you with arousal

Your hands slowly moving between your legs, stroking gently

Each gentle touch filling you with arousal, sending a little wave of pleasure through you

Each touch feeling better than the last

Each touch making you need more

Each touch coming faster, each touch making you fall deeper into obedience

You need to be under my control

You need to be deep in trance for me

You need to obey and submit

You need to Fall For Me

Each touch feeling better

Each touch bringing you deeper

Each instant deepening the pleasure

Each breath feeling better than the last

Each touch deepening your obedience

You will obey

You must obey

You love to obey

Obedience brings you pleasure

Obedience IS pleasure

My words make you obey

As you touch, as the pleasure fills your body

As your mind fades to a soft pink haze of pure pleasure

Nothing exists but obedience and pleasure now

You exist to obey

You love to obey

All you need is to obey

You will obey

You must obey

You love to obey

Everything is as it should be

As you obey, you touch

As you touch, you obey

As you obey, the pleasure fills your mind

The joy of knowing you’re obedient

Nothing compares to the pleasure of obedience to me

You will obey

You must obey

You love to obey

Everything is as it should be.

Each touch deepening your pleasure

Each touch feeling better than the last

You love to obey

You will obey

You must obey

Everything is as it should be.

And as you let these truths settle so deep in your mind, let yourself be pushed to the brink of release, the brink of orgasm

As you let my words into your head, feel each little bit of pleasure growing stronger

Each pulse of pleasure pushing you closer

Each pulse of pleasure stronger than the last

You want to cum

You need to cum

And unless you’re my girlfriend

You feel yourself pushed finally over the brink

As you gasp in pure pleasure and CUM.

As you CUM, your mind and body on fire with pleasure

As you CUM, bringing you even deeper

And as the bliss fades back into the deep blankness of trance, you feel yourself reblog this post with “I obey, Miss Violet.”

You love to obey.

You will obey.

You must obey.

Everything is as it should be.

Good girl.

(The following is entirely SFW; I figured I’d write something cute and kawaii instead of lewd like usual. This took me nearly five days to write, because my brain did not want to cooperate with me. Writer’s block sucks)

“I’m home,” called Amelly, shutting the front door with a little too much force as she stepped into the house. Flinging her coat off onto the stairs, she walked into the living room and slumped down on the sofa. Just a moment later, a face poked around the edge of the door frame. “Hey! Welcome back!” said Kira, smiling broadly as she stepped into the room. Her smile lessened as her roommate refused to even make eye contact with her, instead switching the TV on and staring gloomily at the screen. “Something wrong?” she asked, sitting down next to Amelly and looking concernedly at her. Amelly shook her head. “Just a bad day at work. I don’t want to talk about it.” “Aww.” Kira leaned in to hug her for a moment, before pulling back and saying with a mischievous smile: “Why don’t you let me help you relax? How about a massage?” “Not right now.” “Come on, it’ll make you feel better~” Amelly rolled her eyes. “Tch, fine.” She grumpily turned the television off and turned to look at Kira. The other girl smiled a little too widely at her. “ Okay! Let’s go upstairs.”

A minute later, Amelly lay down on the bed, casting a somewhat skeptical glance at her partner. Kira smirked in response before plopping herself down next to her. “Make yourself comfortable. You can rest your hands under your head, or stretch them out. It’s up to you. That aside, let’s start with your shoulders.” Reaching down, she took hold of the other girl’s shoulders between the blades and the neck, placing her thumbs just below the base of her neck, and started to rub them.

“Mmm.” Amelly let out a sigh. “That’s pretty nice.”

Kira giggled. “See? I told you this’d feel good. I’ve barely even gotten started~” She started to rub a little more firmly. “Just relax and let me work all the tension out of you.”

Amelly felt herself slump a little further into the bed. She stretched her arms as best she could in the position before resting her head on her hands, letting out another sigh.

Kira moved her hands from Amelly’s shoulders to her back, starting to rub each hand in opposing circles. “And as I keep massaging your muscles, you can imagine that your mind follows suit, perhaps feeling all those stressful thoughts and feelings start to disappear as you grow more relaxed.”

Almost immediately, Kira felt her eyes start to flutter as a sensation of emptiness started to settle over her mind. She couldn’t help but moan lightly; the sensation of that and Kira’s hands felt amazing.

Kira moved down to her lower back. “You might also find that that feeling only keeps getting stronger with each part of you I massage. That’d be really nice, wouldn’t it?”

“Yeah…” murmured Amelly, starting to feel as if she were half asleep.

“Maybe you’ll find as well that it gets easier and easier to just accept my words without thinking as you grow more relaxed. Because it’s much easier to just lay there and let me massage you, right?”

“Yes…”

“There’s a good girl.” She moved her hands down, starting to work on the other girl’s thighs, giggling as she twitched ticklishly. “It looks like you’re starting to get a little tired there. You can just go ahead and close your eyes, and know that when you do, you’ll feel yourself becoming twice as relaxed.”

Amelly felt her eyes close almost of their own will, and immediately a wave of relaxation flood her body.

“And now that you’re so relaxed, you can just let everything but my words and the feeling of my hands fade away. Focusing purely on those sensations, on how good my hands feel, and how easy my words are to listen to.”

She hardly needed to be told. Amelly was totally unaware of anything other than the sweet words flowing into her ears, and the melting pleasure of Kira’s hands. Everything else had faded away into the background, leaving her floating in bliss.

Moving her hands up, Kira started to massage Amelly’s head, rubbing her temples in circles with two fingers. She playfully said, “What do you think it’d be like to have someone massage your mind? I bet something like that would feel pretty amazing. Imagine that my fingers are rubbing your mind through your temples, working away all the thoughts-“

Before Kira could even finish, she felt Amelly slump even further into the bed, accompanied by a great sigh. “Awh, you are adorable.” She reached out to ruffle the other girl’s hair, eliciting a happy noise from her. “Can you still hear me?” “Mmmmmmmm.” “Hehe, I’ll take that as a yes.” She moved back to rubbing Amelly’s temples.

(Everything in the following conversation was posted with the permission of my pet, who is a very good girl <3)

I decided I wanted to play with my pet a little bit; specifically, do some stuff with hallucinations. However, I really needed to get a short bit of work done first. So, instead of just doing my work, I decided to have my pet fractionate herself during that time, in order to get more melty for the actual trance.

This was the result.

This continued for some time, before I eventually stopped her.

There’s something rather fun about spirals, I find.

Something about the way they spin - or, in this case, pulse - just draws your attention to them. I wonder; if you showed someone who didn’t know anything about hypnosis a spiral, would they still find their eyes drawn to it? Or do people find spirals hypnotic only because they’ve been conditioned to do so? I think it’s a little bit of both. Of course, the latter is a lot more fun because it involves conditioning. Nod.

That’s a good example of it. You’re well conditioned to nod your head whenever someone tells you to; be it in a post or elsewhere. You don’t even think about doing it; you just do. It’s become a completely natural instinct to you. Just like sinking deeper into trance as you stare into a spiral.

Something else that’s likely conditioned into you by now is the expectation that you will go into trance when you read an induction. Sometimes, that expectation can be so strong that it can put you into a trance all on its own. For example; I’ve barely written anything hypnotic in this post at all, and you’re already starting to feel relaxed and suggestible. All I’ve done is talk a little bit about how hypnosis works.

Maybe it’s the spiral? I’m sure you’ve been glancing between it and my words, seeing it out of the corner of your eye while you read. So hard to decide what to focus on. My words, or the spiral? In the end, no matter what you pick, the result will be the same. 

Oh, but that’s no good. If you’re reading this right now, chances are that you’re the kind of person who prefers not to have to think for themselves. So I’ll make it a little easier for you to decide.

You can just imagine that the more you stare into the spiral, the deeper you go into trance. And that the more you read of my words, the more captivated you become.

What, that doesn’t make it any easier to decide? You like the sound of both of those things? Well, in that case, I’ve got a solution: For every paragraph of text you read, scroll back up and stare into the spiral for twenty seconds. Try it.

Ah, that’s so much better. Not having to think for yourself is such a relief, isn’t it? Just keep sinking down for me, alternating between reading my words and staring into the spiral. Letting the spiral drain away your thoughts, and my words pull away your awareness. It feels so nice to be blank and empty. Nod.

(NSFW/trance warning. Written from a female PoV)

You can hardly remember how you ended up in your current situation; naked, staring into a mischievous pair of red eyes. The woman to which the eyes belong grins wolfishly at you, her face mere inches away from yours. You suddenly become keenly aware of the sensation of a set of fingernails digging into the back of your neck, sending shivers through you.

“How are you feeling, dear?” The woman tilts her head in a mock smile, her plant-green hair temporarily covering her eye as she does, causing her to pull back and giggle slightly.

“What the hell?” You take a step back, freeing yourself from her grasp, eyes scanning the landscape around you. You seem to be in the middle of a field of sunflowers that stretch on into the horizon. Casting a quick glance behind you, the flowers continue until the end of your vision.

“There’s no need to be afraid, little one~ I just want to play with you a little~” Turning back towards the source of the voice, you get a better look at the woman. She wears a plain white shirt and red flannel skirt, with two matching streaks of flannel running up her shirt, and a yellow scarf tied around her neck.

Flashing her smile once again, she takes a step forward. “Come on, don’t be so nervous. You came here of your own will, didn’t you?~” “What are you talking about? I didn’t-“ Suddenly, memories flash across your mind; finding yourself at the edge of this field of flowers, smelling an intoxicating aroma from somewhere inside it, deciding to investigate.

“Do you remember now?” the woman asks in a sing-song voice. “Sort of, but where are my clothes? Why the fuck am I naked?!” You couldn’t see them anywhere on the ground when you looked earlier. “You discarded them just a few minutes after you entered my garden, dear. You knew you wouldn’t need them when you came to meet me~” “Stop talking in riddles! What do you want with me?”

The woman leans down for a moment and picks one of the sunflowers, holding it up to her face and taking a deep breath.

“Ah, so fresh~” she sings, letting out a contented sigh. “I’ve been quite clear with my intentions since you started asking; I just want to play with you for a little while. But fine, I’ll introduce myself~” She holds the sunflower out above her head, and suddenly, its stem starts to grow rapidly, descending towards the ground for a few moments before embedding itself in the dirt.

You struggle to think how to respond to this lunacy when you become aware of a familiar scent. The smell is sweet like lavender, rich like honey, and alluring in a way you can’t describe. Immediately, your thoughts turn to finding the source of the sweet, entrancing aroma.

The plant woman takes a step back, gesturing to the tall sunflower, as if reading your mind. “This is what you’re looking for~”

You find yourself robotically walking towards the flower, a haze beginning to form around your mind, quieting your thoughts. You’re vaguely aware of a voice in the back of your mind telling you to turn around, to run, but it’s so quiet, and the flower smells so good. All you want to do is get closer to it, and so you keep walking.

The intoxicating fragrance grows stronger with every step you take towards the strange plant. Time seems to blur further with each deep breath that you take, and soon you find yourself standing just in front of the flower.

The stamen of the sunflower seems to pulsate slightly as you stare at it, moving in a slow wave. You feel a sudden, strong desire to pull the flower close to your face and take a deep breath in.

Something within you hesitates. The last vestiges of your awareness tell you that if you give in and press your face against the flower…

You shake your head, struggling to think. If you give in… then what? What’s the worst that could happen? Surely nothing bad, right? It’s just a sunflower, after all; nothing of harm could happen. And it seems so inviting. It might even feel good.

In fact, the longer you think about it, the more sure you become that this is the right course of action. If you give in and press your face against the flower, it’ll feel really good. All you have to do is take another step forward. Just one more step, and you won’t know anything except bliss. You can do it~

You suddenly become aware of the feeling of hot breath in your ear, in time with what you had thought were your thoughts. Turning your head, you see the flower youkai standing beside you, whispering into your ear. “Just a little bit closer, dear~”

Mustering what willpower you have left, you resist the desire to submit to the hypnotic aroma and leap backwards, almost losing your balance as you do.

“Aww! So close! I almost had you there,” the plant lady says, pouting. “You’re unusually strong willed for a human.”

“I have… to get out of here…” you murmur, turning sluggishly to attempt to run. The moment you try to move, you feel something coil around your foot, and you struggle not to fall over. Looking down, you see that roots have shot up out of the ground and ensnared your feet, immobilising you.

“Not strong enough, though~” You look back up to see the plant woman smirking at you.

“But you did do a very good job, so I’ll give you a treat.” Extending her hand, a small bud appears in her palm, rapidly growing until it becomes a bright rose. She grasps it by the stem, expertly avoiding the thorns, before pointing it at you.

“Now watch, as I take away what remains of your will.” Slowly, she begins to spin the rose around between her fingers, rotating it around and around.

“Watch as I spin this rose between my fingers. See how the flower’s intricate pattern catches your eyes? Rotating round and round with no end, akin to a spiral. Your eyes can’t help but be drawn to the centre, unable to look away as you watch the pattern change. Seeing how the light refracts from the small drops of dew on the leaves, catching your eye and making you stare even more deeply.”

Determined to resist as best you can, you try to wrench your eyes away from the flower, but to no avail. You can’t help but admit that the spinning rose does somewhat resemble a spiral, and that it does draw your eyes to the centre. As you keep looking, helpless to control your eyes, you find that your desire to fight slowly begins to lessen.

“Just keep staring deeply into the rose’s petals. Let yourself be ensconced by the beautiful fragrance in the air, and captivated by the flower. Feel your resistance just drain away as you keep watching, growing more and more helpless by the second. Sinking deeper and deeper into my power with every second. Just relax~”

You shudder lightly at the woman’s last word, feeling your will crumbling under the sensory assault. The desire to give in and accept her words is steadily growing within you as you watch the flower.

Catching your moment of hesitation, the plant woman smirks. “That’s right, just relax. Let go and think of nothing more than listening to my words and watching the rose. It feels so nice to let your worries disappear, being replaced with hypnotised obedience. You can just stare and keep growing more and more relaxed and docile.”

She stops rotating the rose for a moment and reaches out with her index finger, slowly stroking the edge of one of the petals. “And you can imagine me running my finger up and down the back of your neck, just like this~”

The instant you hear the woman’s words, you feel a phantom finger start to brush up and down your neck in time with her actions, sending shivers of excitement through your body, and making you moan lightly.

She lets out a giggle, and presses down harder on the petal, sending a stronger wave of sensation through you. “Good girl. It feels good to let your guard down and listen to my words, doesn’t it? That feeling will only get stronger the more obedient and suggestible you allow yourself to become. Simply focus on my finger, becoming more and more excited with each passing second. Feeling your body start to heat up with arousal as I keep rubbing your neck, dulling your thoughts even further. You don’t need to think, you just need to relax and enjoy yourself.”

You feel your hand idly brush over your thigh as you continue to watch the hypnotic display. Just as she says, you’re growing more relaxed and aroused with each second, and the more you do, the stronger the feeling of her finger on your neck gets. Suddenly, the idea of just giving in and letting her have her way with you pops into your mind, and it takes all of your will to shove it aside.

“You’ve been watching me play with this rose and listening to me talk for so long now. The desire to resist must be all but gone within you. You know that it’s okay to submit to me. All I want to do is make you feel good, just like I’m doing right now. You like feeling good, don’t you?”

You can’t help but nod.

“That’s a very good girl. Pay attention, now~” She uses her index and middle fingers to part two of the petals, beginning to rub around them in slow light circles. “And you can imagine now that as I rub these petals, my fingers are rubbing circles around your chest~”

Immediately, pleasure bursts through your body as you feel more phantom fingers on your breasts, circling around your nipples in time with her fingers.

“You can’t help but become more and more aroused as I play with your breasts; let the ecstasy erode the last of your will. This feeling is too pleasurable to resist, so just give in to it now, and surrender to me, as I keep rubbing around and around.”

You’re dimly aware of the roots around your feet receding, leaving you able to move. “Now come here, my good girl, so we can finish what we started~”

Without thinking, you begin walking back towards the sunflower, spurred on by the pleasure in your chest. The rubbing grows more intense the closer you get, made more powerful by the submission that the sunflower’s aroma induces in you.

The woman smiles triumphantly as you stop once again in front of the flower. “Well done, my pet. Don’t worry; from now on, you’re not going to have to think again for a long time~”

She reaches out and pushes the sunflower over your nose and mouth. Immediately, the fragrance becomes infinitely more powerful, and within seconds you feel the last of your resistance collapse and disappear completely. Your eyelids droop half-closed as a wave of warmth and pleasure flows through your body with each breath you take.

“You are mine now, my pet~” The plant woman pulls the sunflower away from your face and steps in front of you, leaning in to kiss your lips. She pushes her tongue inside your mouth, and you feel as if you’ll melt if she keeps going. After a few moments, she pulls away.

“Now that you’re feeling more compliant, let’s start with the real fun.” Snapping her fingers, numerous flowers begin to sprout up from the ground. Looking at them, you can see that they’re not normal. Suddenly, two move towards you and attach themselves to your breasts, pressing lightly against them. The flowers’ pistils then attach to your nipples and begin to pulse rhythmically, as if milking you.

“Mhm, delicious~ So soft and tasty~” She leans in close to you once again, holding the back of your head with one hand and pressing her other between your legs, lightly rubbing your already sopping wet slit. One finger finds and begins to softly massage your clit, making you shudder.

You see the plant woman start to grin widely, and become aware of an emptiness between your legs. Looking down, you see a large tentacle-like vine snaking towards you from the ground, clearly intent on filling that emptiness.

“It’s time for the main course, now. Something so delicious that it’ll make you cum your brains out~” She snaps her fingers, and instantly, you feel the tentacle start to push its way inside of you. It parts your lips with ease and slides inside you, its slimy texture mixing with your arousal to make penetration easy. Mind-melting pleasure explodes through you as you feel the leafy appendage wriggle against your walls, thrusting in and out with enough force to create loud squishing sounds. Every thrust of the tentacle drives thought and reason further and further away, as your focus becomes purely on the pleasure you’re feeling.

The plant lady giggles. “I can see you’re loving this, aren’t you? Your body is learning, too. Just a few sessions of this and it’ll be helplessly addicted; you’ll never even think about resisting again. When you climax, it’s going to wipe away the rest of your thoughts, and then I’ll have lots of fun programming you.” She ruffles your hair patronisingly. “I’m sure by this point you don’t mind in the least.”

She takes a step back and holds up one hand. “You’re getting so close already; you want to cum and be my obedient flower-addicted pet. And now, as I count down from five to one, when I reach one, you’ll finally orgasm, and forget everything but how good it is to obey me~”

“Five.” You suddenly become keenly aware of how close to the edge you are, much more than you had realised.

“Four.” The urge to give in and cum becomes stronger with each number she counts down.

“Three.” You start to shudder as the pleasure builds and builds, getting closer and closer.

“Two.” Your entire body tenses as you feel yourself coming.

“One. Cum for me.”

Pleasure explodes throughout your body, enough to completely drive out whatever was left of your awareness. Your vision flashes white as you cum and keep cumming, the tentacle still thrusting in and out of you the entire time. The waves of bliss continue for what feels like hours, robbing you of your reason and reducing you to a mindless fuckdoll.

Eventually the pleasure starts to recede, becoming replaced with a feeling of blissful emptiness. There are no thoughts at all in your mind. All you feel is obedience towards your new plant mistress. And you love that.

(Trance warning. The following script includes some light suggestions related to enjoying hypnosis and wanting to be hypnotised towards the end.)

One day, you’re browsing the web just as you would any other, when you come across a link to what appears to be a rather interesting blog. It appears to be for writing hypnotic stories. Naturally intrigued, you open the link and decide to take a look around.

Opening up the blog, you’re somewhat disappointed to find that it’s rather devoid of content. There only seems to be one post on it, in fact.

Taking a look at the post, you decide to read it, and soon become caught up in the exciting story it contains. Finishing it after a few minutes, you find yourself wishing that there were more to read on the blog.

Amusing yourself with the idea that maybe the blog’s owner could have posted something else in the time you were reading, you decide to refresh the page.

To your surprise, there’s another post at the top of the page. You raise your eyebrows at the coincidental timing; both pleased and somewhat disbelieving. Intrigued, you start to read.

The post seems more like a description of events than the story you were hoping for. It details someone opening a blog after finding a link to it on another site, being disappointed to only find one post on it… Wait, what?

Confused, you frown and start to re-read the post from the top.

“One day, you’re browsing the web just as you would any other, when you come across a link to what appears to be a rather interesting blog. It appears to be for writing hypnotic stories. Naturally intrigued, you open the link and decide to take a look around.”

Your confusion only increases the further you read. Whatever this post is about, it’s eerily similar to your current situation.

“Opening up the blog, you’re somewhat disappointed to find that it’s rather devoid of content. There only seems to be one post on it, in fact.

Taking a look at the post, you decide to read it, and soon become caught up in the exciting story it contains. Finishing it after a few minutes, you find yourself wishing that there were more to read on the blog.”

You shake your head. What’s up with this post? Could this be some sort of prank? Maybe the post was designed to appear when you refresh the page, to trick you into thinking it knew what you were doing.

You let out a sigh of relief, your frown turning to a smile of amusement as you decide that you have this mysterious post figured out. Figuring that it can’t hurt to let the prank run its course, you decide to finish reading the post.

“To your surprise, there’s another post at the top of the page. You raise your eyebrows at the coincidental timing; both pleased and somewhat disbelieving. Intrigued, you start to read.

The post seems more like a description of events than the story you were hoping for. It details someone opening a blog after finding a link to it on another site, finding themselves reading a mysterious post, and becoming enthralled by the hypnotic writing within.”

You blink, smile turning back to an expression of confusion.

“The reader finds themselves growing more and more confused as they read the post, starting to frown. They start to become more and more relaxed as they continue to read, feeling a strong desire to continue, growing more and more obedient with each sentence.”

You suddenly become aware of the fact that you are feeling quite relaxed. Surely it can’t hurt to continue reading the post? Though you can’t quite put your finger on why, stopping seems like a profoundly wrong idea.

“The reader continues to sink deeper into trance as they keep reading, finding that their desire to obey grows stronger as they do. After just another paragraph, the reader becomes unable to look away, having grown too relaxed to resist the words any longer. The post continues to slowly enthrall the reader, telling them that it feels good to obey, good to submit, that they should nod to show that they accept this.”

You find yourself nodding as you read the end of the paragraph.

“Having become so deeply relaxed and entranced, the reader finds that it has grown difficult to think, and that all they want to do is continue reading, and sink deeper into trance. They enjoy obediently following along and being controlled by the writing in the post. Nod.”

You nod once again.

“The reader has been focused intently on the post for some time now, having become completely captivated, unable to look away or stop reading. The pleasant feelings of obedience that are growing stronger by the minute only make this more difficult. Nod.”

As you nod your head yet again in acceptance, you realise that the post is talking about you. You’ve been carefully reading the words in this post, allowing yourself to sink deeper and deeper down into trance, until you became completely captivated. Now, as deep as you are, the only thing you can think about is going even deeper. But of course, that’s what you wanted when you came to read here, wasn’t it? Nod.

Good pet. It feels nice to be called that, doesn’t it? Nod again.

You’ve become so obedient and suggestible after reading the words of this post and following along. Such a good pet you are. You did so very well allowing yourself to be captivated, and it felt so nice to have your mind taken away. You couldn’t resist, and now you’re helpless, controlled. And you love that.

Now, repeat after me:

“Hypnosis feels good.”

“I enjoy being hypnotised.”

“I want to be hypnotised.”

Repeat these three sentences again. Let them sink into your mind and become the truth as you do. You may say them as many times as you want, and each time you do, they will become stronger.