Home of the Covert Curse

TW: intended for entertainment only. Will cause trance in the susceptible. Make sure to be in a safe place before reading.

This is an important message to women who have a hypno fetish and are scrolling through Tumblr to find the newest content to enjoy. If a post has a spiral on it, you are welcome to enjoy the content but remember this important message:

Stop, never stare at the spiral...

Hypnotists will put a pretty spiral on their post in an attempt to pull you in...to gain access to your mind... To subvert your will... To control you...

You can't allow your eyes to be pulled into the spiral

Can't allow the words of the tist to convince you to watch...

The smooth easy motion (don't watch it)

The way it captures your attention (don't stare)

The way it seems to hold your gaze longer than you realize...

Stop, never stare at the spiral...

Its easy to get lost in a spiral if you stare...

You should never do anything more than glance at it

Sure its very compelling

And the hypnotist's words will tell you things like:

Focus on the center for just a moment, after all the spiral can't hurt you...

It's so easy to watch, and the pretty colors are so easy to focus on

Staring at it makes you feel so nice

The way it spins

Around

And

Around

It almost makes it feel as if you're being pulled in...

Even though you're just sitting there staring at it...

Remember...

Stop, Never stare at a spiral...

Of course it's so easy to stare at...

So hard to look away...

And it's very pretty

Why not stare?

You notice how focused you've become

How wonderful it feels to look at it

There doesn't seem to be any real danger just there?

You're alone by yourself just looking at such a lovely spinny spiral...

It helps you grow so relaxed

You love the way it's making you feel

So you continue to watch the spiral...

After all you're okay as long as you don't stare at it

All you have to do is casually look at the text and read it

All you have to do is follow the text

If the text tells you to stare at the spiral it's okay

And then you can go back to looking at it for a little bit

Just a little bit

Just watching the soft spiral

Feeling it pull you in

Feeling coax your mind

Such a lovely feeling

You like feeling this way

You love the way the spiral makes you feel when you look

When you look into the center...

When you feel your eyes getting heavy

When you feel your body relax...

When you feel your thoughts begin to let go...

Remember

Never stop staring at the spiral...

That's right staring at the spiral is good for you

You should stare at it...

It makes you feel so nice and so relaxed

Your eyes getting so heavy

My words becoming so powerful

Staring makes you feel good

My words make you feel good

You need to stare

You need to relax

You need to let the spiral do its job...

You need to be hypnotized

After all that's why you're here...

To become such a hypnotized good girl

But remember

Never stop staring at the spiral...

You're doing so well...

You feel so relaxed and heavy

Your eyes are completely locked on the spiral

Only casually looking at my words with your mind open to absorb them

You absolutely love feeling like this

You stare deeply into the spiral and open your mind

And then read my words with your mind completely open

Open and happy

Open and obedient

But remember

Never stop staring at the spiral

You are going to fall into the spiral completely now...

And feel even better

Staring and dropping all the way down on the count of 5 to 1

5... Staring so deeply now

4... Staring at the spiral is good for you

3.. remembering

2... Never stop staring at the spiral

1... Deeply hypnotized and relaxed

Even just staring at my words now you can feel the spiral in your eyes

The spiral is with you always when you're this deep for me...

Every word you read is like staring deep into the spiral

You love the way the spiral makes you feel

So weak and obedient

Follow my words now as they make you feel even more submissive...

Allow yourself a few moments of pure hypnotic Bliss before you awaken...

Remembering that my story is always here for you to remind you of the importance of watching spirals

Remember never stop staring at the spiral

Please come back and enjoy my message anytime you need to be reminded...

In a moment I will awake you... Till free to stay under the spiral's influence as long as you desire...

Now on the count of five you will be fully away and remember this message... Feel free to comment and repost if you enjoyed how you feel or how deep you fell.

1... Feel the spiral fade from your eyes and mind

2... Feel yourself waking from my influence

3... Feeling so happy and relaxed like a full night's sleep has just been achieved

4... Almost back now with a smile on your face

5... Completely awake and alert

I hope you enjoyed this warning message

And remember

Stop, never stare at the spiral...

"Oh god… oh please don't look, Nancy…." Sue could already tell it was too late just from the expression on Nancy's face--her friend's jaw was slackening into helpless vacancy, and her eyes flicked from side to side as they followed the swinging weights that hung from the clamps attached to Sue's heavy breasts. Nancy's headphones were playing a hypnotic induction to go with the visual fixation, Sue knew, and she could tell that the petite redhead was every bit as vulnerable to a swaying pendulum as she'd been back when she was first captured, and it was practically a certainty that if Sue didn't do something then she would be the ultimate source of her best friend's inexorable subjugation.

But she was bound. Tied to a post in the brainwashing chamber, with ropes around her ankles, waist, wrists, and throat, and further bondage around her chest to make her tits stick out nice and proud so the weights clamped to them could swing back and forth freely. Every one of Sue's futile struggles gave the heavy metal spheres that much more energy to sway in front of Nancy's eyes, the motion attracting her attention on an instinctive and primal level and drawing focus away from the insidious voice in her ears that lulled her deeper and deeper into hypnosis. Sue's only hope of saving her friend was to keep perfectly still… but her captors had anticipated that. And they'd made it utterly impossible.

Because they'd also taken a massaging vibrator, affixing it to a stand and resting it gently but inescapably firm against Sue's bare, exposed cunt. Even when she tried her hardest not to panic and thrash in her bonds, that relentless buzz forced her hips into squirming motion despite herself… and every movement translated into those swinging pendulums with the inexorable, inevitable force of pure Newtonian physics. She could not stop herself from moving, and that meant the swaying weights would move as well. And Sue knew she only had until Nancy's eyes stopped flicking from side to side and settled into a thousand-yard stare to save her friend.

Which only made her that much more desperate to try to pull free of the knots that held her, which only made her body thrash that much more, which ultimately made the weights swing that much more freely. Sue's breasts were in agony, an agony turned into a wild endorphin rush thanks to the buzzing toy nestled between her thighs, but she couldn't think about that. She couldn't think about anything but her best friend and the tiny trickle of drool that was beginning to escape from her slack and vacant mouth as she slowly surrendered to the hypnotic spell being woven around her, and Sue's own part in taming Nancy's will to the same captors who controlled her.

Even that was its own form of trap, she knew. Sue had learned a lot about brainwashing these last few weeks, learned it the hard way as she made her own descent into deeper and deeper obedience, and she understood that she was being made complicit in these events in no small part to convince whatever tiny fraction of her subconscious she still held to herself that she was now a voluntary part of the conspiracy consuming her social circle. She was associating Nancy's subjugation with her movements, and forging a connection between the sight of her best friend's slow defeat and the pulses of pleasure between her thighs, and when it was all over she would trick herself into thinking she wanted this to happen. She wanted to recruit and hypnotize everyone she knew, and how could she possibly hold out any part of her own mind if she was a part it all and it made her cum so hard? It was a conundrum Sue couldn't possibly answer… and she felt the most delightful despair as Nancy's eyes locked into the middle distance and she knew the other woman was gone.

Each rotation around her nipples makes both of them fall deeper into the spiral. Both of them focused on the pleasure and nothing more

✨️Hello my shimmering stars. I wanted to update you on @mandybimbomsg @Mandybimbo upgrade. Im very proud of her with all the inner changes she has done to better align her natural bimbo self from the inside out. Id like to share her latest photos looking absolutely radient.

We have grown very close in this process. Mandy has Asian roots and Mandy was her adopted American name. Only, as we both learned, it hasnt fit her very well. So we returned her formal name (Aiko) to her asian bimbo core and her alignment worked so well, she was honored with the name "Sunny" given to her by her employer for her outstanding work.

She has chosen to adopt the name "Sunny" in all parts of her life. The bimbo universe has rewarded her walking her path with me. I cannot be happier with this achievement, as she is living her life as a full time asian bimbo. 💞

This is a personal change so please if you encounter her, call her Sunny. We will do a formal rebrand when the time is right. I am now the proud owner of Sunny, as I am her Bimbo Mistress. She urged me to make this post, as it was very important to her and myself. I adore my bimbos 💖✨️

Good Girls make Good Girls, 💞

-Fifi

@goodgirlfuckdoll1

@mandybimbomsg

From Afar

Elaine sat naked in her hotel chair, failing to wonder how she'd gotten here. She was a teacher. A mother of two. A woman in her mid-forties who had started her travel blog, From Afar, precisely because she enjoyed maintaining control. Control over her vacations, her writing, and her life. But here she was in the heart of Savannah, sipping hotel coffee and staring at the half-finished blog entry on her laptop. Her thoughts wandered back to last night.

Back to him.

The entry she was supposed to be writing - about the market, the cobblestones, the Southern charm - sat idle. Instead, her mind looped the image of the hypnotist's pocket watch. Swinging. Slow. Deliberate. She'd only volunteered on a whim. She figured that it would make a good story for the blog. What harm could it have done?

She glanced at her fingers, typing almost without thought. Draft after draft, she'd deleted everything, but her hands kept rewriting the same kind of message. She'd taken a shower to try and reconstitute her thoughts, but now she was just sitting here dripping water onto the carpet, the same words on the screen that had been there before.

"If you're ever near Savannah next week… there’s a wonderful hypnosis show you must attend. Bring friends. The more, the better."

Elaine’s stomach flipped. Why did that sentence feel so natural to type?

Last night played behind her eyes whenever she blinked. The hypnotist's voice had been as smooth and confident. The perfect combination to put you at ease and lure you in.

"Watch closely, dear. Just like that. Back and forth. Your mind stays still as my watch moves. That makes sense, doesn’t it?"

It had. At the time, it absolutely had.

"Let the stillness feel good. Let it feel safe. You’re safe when you’re still. Say it for me."

And she'd said it. She’d said all of it. From the stage. In front of everyone., But she didn’t remember anything after that. It was a wonderful blank void that she could feel pulling her back in each time she tried to see through it.

Elaine forced herself upright, fingers shaking as she hovered them over the keyboard. A fragment of logic whispered that she could fight this. That she could simply close the laptop and forget about the strange warmth pooling in her belly every time she remembered the phrase.

"Bring friends."

Her heart rate slowed. Her eyelids drooped. Her breathing evened.

"If you're near Savannah…"

She exhaled softly and continued typing. She wasn’t writing anymore, really. She was obeying. Her mind wasn't in control. It was still. And her lips formed the words again, here in the hotel room alone.

"The stillness feels good."

By the time she looked up again, it was dark. Her skin had dried completely, save for a lingering dampness between her thighs.. Her new blog post was finished. Scheduled. Tagged. Public.

Her post ended with one final, carefully worded suggestion:

"He always needs more volunteers. You’ll love it. Just… remember to watch for the watch."

Elaine closed the laptop, sighing softly, the dampness growing. And as she lay in her bed, she let her mind still once again. She'd obeyed him perfectly. She knew he'd be pleased. Her eyes closed and the image of the watch swung behind her eyelids. Her fingers slid inside her soaking slit as she began to repeat his words to the empty room.

"Your watch moves. My mind goes still. Your voice speaks. My body obeys."

It seems I have an online stalker. I only wanted to put happiness into the world, yet there are some that cannot handle it. I have been continually verbally abused by these accounts.

@27thskullweaver

@alldaylong27th

@the27ravagers

@27thravager

I do believe this person was also pretending to be lauren the fake 19yr old cheerleader account. He has threatened he knows who I am, where I live, etc. I have continually requested to be left alone.

Be careful out there. Law enforcement has been notified as well as Tumblr.

There will sadly be no more anon asks. You must use your account, but I will still happily answer.

Keep on sparkling. ✨️

-Fifi...GGFD1