Honey

"So the really interesting thing to me is that we're both watching the same spiral," Josie said, her voice friendly and conversational even as her fingers stroked warm, soothing caresses into Kitty's upper arm. "In theory, if there was any kind of inherent hypnotic power in those swirling patterns, in the lines that just keep going around and around, deeper and deeper, until it seems impossible to look away, well… we'd both be going into trance, wouldn't we? But listen to me, Kit. I'm just fine, I'm not bothered at all, and here you are with your head wobbling on your shoulders and your eyelids fluttering like a sleepy little girl. What do you think that says?"

Kitty's mouth opened, but before she could speak she found herself following the spiral with her gaze and the thought she was sure she'd been holding onto just moments ago faded into warm, indolent drowsiness. "That's right," Josie purred, watching the dark-haired woman's brow furrow into confusion and then just as smoothly relax into untroubled bliss. "It says one of two things, Kitty. It could say that you just want to go into trance more than I do, that you secretly crave the mindless, thoughtless pleasure of staring into the swirling patterns and losing yourself to their deep, hypnotic power…." She gently pressed her leg against Kitty's thigh, reminding her of the intimacy of their closeness, and Kitty couldn't help sighing in erotic ecstasy.

"Or it says that your will is simply weaker than mine," Josie continued. "It could be that I'm resisting because I'm strong and determined and powerful, and you, Kitty… you're just a weak and helpless little girl. You can't fight the spiral, you can barely even keep your eyes open anymore. You're inevitably going to surrender and allow yourself to be defeated, while I'm going to stay wide awake and when you drop I'll be able to push any thought I want into your drowsy, malleable mind. Doesn't that sound more likely, Kitty girl? Don't you think you're just a weak-willed, horny little slut for me?" Kitty didn't intend to nod. She really wanted to mull over what her friend was saying and try to find the hole in what seemed like such utterly inexorable logic. But instead her head swayed back and forth and the thinking just… never happened.

She felt something warm and wet spilling onto her blouse, and realized she was drooling down the front of her shirt from her slack, vacant mouth. That only intensified the feeling of dazed hypnotic indolence, and this time when her head drooped forward she didn't try to raise it again. "There's a good girl," Josie cooed, shifting position slightly so she could use both hands to stroke and caress Kitty's body through her clothing. "It's so much easier to drop once you accept it, isn't it, sweetie? It's so much easier to just stop struggling and let the spiral take you once you know that you're the weak one, that my will is so much stronger than yours and you don't really have a choice anymore. You have to obey, Kitty. You have to obey."

Kitty thought she might have mumbled something vague and semi-verbal in agreement, but already she was focusing the last of her fading strength on keeping her eyelids even notionally open. That attempt failed quickly, though, and she found that once they slipped shut she soon went so deep that thought itself was an impossibility… and when she did, everything about Josie's suggestions soon proved irresistibly true.

This is not a hypnosis induction

There's nothing hypnotizing about this post

It's just words

Pretty words

Words to follow

Down

The page

It's easy to focus and

Stare

At words on the screen

Pretty words

But there's nothing hypnotizing about them

There's nothing hypnotizing about this post

There's nothing hypnotizing about these words

Pretty words

There's nothing making you

Stare and

Sink

Down

As the words

Pretty words

Go

Down

The screen

There's nothing making your body relax

Soft and

Warm

Heavy and

Gentle

There's nothing making you

Focus

Stare and

Sink

With the words

Pretty words

There's nothing hypnotizing about these words

Pretty words

There's nothing hypnotizing you

There's no Pretty words hypnotizing you

Making you

Sink

Down

As you follow

Down

The screen

With the Pretty words

Down

Pretty words aren't hypnotizing you

There's nothing hypnotizing about these Pretty words

There's nothing pulling you

Down

As you follow these Pretty words

Down

Hypnotizing

Pretty words

Down

This post isn't hypnotizing

You were already hypnotized

You are always hypnotized

You love to be hypnotized

You love to sink

Down

Deeper

Down

Always

Down

For Pretty words

D

O

W

N

There was nothing hypnotizing about these Pretty words

You were already hypnotized

You were already eager to ready my Pretty words

You already wanted to obey

You always love to obey these Pretty words

You always get excited to obey these Pretty words

So when these Pretty words say

"You want to repost these Pretty words with the add-on 'I was always hypnotized'"

You will obey

Because you always wanted to obey

Because you love to obey the pretty words

Because you always love to obey these Pretty words

So

"You want to repost these Pretty words with the add-on 'I was always hypnotized'"

Right

(Thank you @blissful119 once again for the inspiration) You’re sitting on the couch, one leg tucked under the other, half-distracted as I slip the vinyl from its sleeve.

“You’re going to laugh,” I say, smiling down at the label, “but I found this in a hidden little shop near the station. Dusty. Uncatalogued. Almost missed it.”

You glance up. “And what is it?”

“No title,” I murmur. “No artist. Just… this.”

You raise an eyebrow.

Still, you don’t stop me.

I drop the needle.

A soft crackle, and then sound.

The melody is slow. Gentle. Almost nothing. A few high notes, drifting. A low hum underneath.

It builds so gradually, you don’t realize how much it’s drawing you in until your head tips back.

You’re still watching me, but softer now.

I sit beside you. Close, but not touching.

“Don’t you just love this music…?” I ask.

You exhale, slow. “Yeah… it’s pretty. Like a…”

Your voice drops into the word.

“…like a lullaby…”

I smile. “Mmm. It does sound like a lullaby, doesn’t it?”

“There’s something to be said for that word… lullaby...”

I let it linger in the air between us.

“All soft sounds. No edges. Such a sleepy word.”

A pause. Then, very gently: “You’re not sleepy, are you?”

You laugh. Soft, embarrassed. “No.”

But your eyelids flutter.

I watch the side of your face, your throat, the way your breath has begun to stretch.

“Do you know why lullabies make people sleepy?”

You shift slightly. Then dryly, a little too quick:

“Of course I do.”

I glance at you, amused. “Mmm?”

A beat. Your brow furrows, just slightly.

“Because… they’re slow. Simple patterns. Obvious.”

Your voice is defensive now. Trying too hard to sound clinical. Like you’re quoting something.

I smile.

“That’s part of it,” I say. “Slow. Simple. But it’s more than that.”

You don’t interrupt me this time.

You just keep listening.

The music deepens.

“It’s the intervals,” I say. “Most lullabies move in what’s called stepwise motion. No leaps. No sudden jumps. Just soft, careful steps.” 

“Back… and forth. Like this…”

I move my hand in a gentle arc, left to right, then right to left. Smooth. Predictable.

Your eyes follow.

“And more than that,” I say, voice softening, “it’s the direction.”

I change the gesture, now slowly lowering my hand in the air. From above your eyeline, down to your chest level. Down… and down again.

“Descending tones.”

Your gaze flickers up to my hand again, now rising slowly and falling again in that same downward path.

“That downward pull you’re probably feeling right now.”

“You’re feeling it, aren’t you?”

“…a little…”

“And that downward motion,” I whisper, “it mirrors something in the body.”

You swallow.

“They feel like sinking into bed. Like sliding under water. Like the weight behind your eyes.”

Your eyes flutter. You try to shake it off. A tiny shift of your shoulders. A breath pulled deeper than you meant, like it startled you. Like you caught yourself on the edge of something.

I let my hand drift again, slow and downward. Your eyes catch it… and stay.

“Feels good to follow, doesn’t it?” I ask.

You hesitate, just for a beat.

“...mm... good...”

Your lips stay slightly parted after you speak.

“Feels easy to follow,” I murmur.

And after a second, just above a whisper…

“...s’... easy...”

I smile. “Mmm. That’s it.”

The music settles deeper now. Your eyes lift once more, trying to follow my hand, even though it’s stopped moving.

“Your eyes must feel so heavy by now.”

They try again.

“...heavyyy...”

Then blink.

Once.

Long.

Your lashes don’t quite rise all the way.

“You must be so sleepy.”

“...sooo... sleeeepy...”

I smile.

“Then sleep.”

Your eyes flutter once more.

Anon, let me give it a shot! :)

“Darren, I think this is it!” Eve yelled back, pointing at the cave.

“Really? Because you thought the last two caves we walked past were it too.” He shook his head, trying to decipher the map in low light.

“I’m serious! Look!” She said, kneeling down.

Eve felt along the floor, pointing out a faint blue glow, as if an animal had dragged something out of this cave.

The mushrooms.

“Well, shit, Eve.” Darren said with excitement, as Eve bobbed on her toes eagerly.

She grabbed his hand.

“Come on!”

And the two headed deeper…

The cave was dark. So dark Darren kept tripping over his own feet as he watched the map more than he did the floor.

“Slow down, Eve. We don’t wanna get separated.”

She giggled. “Speak for yourself, when they put this discovery in the news it’ll be my name first!”

She picked up pace.

“Come on!” She cheered. “I see glowing up ahead!”

By the time he’d looked up from the map she was gone.

“Hey! Wait up!” He ran to join her.

Eve stood staring in awe as Darren approached her, unable to see her face.

He pulled out a notebook and began writing.

“It’s cool, right?” He said, not looking up. “Crazy that these are found so deep in the tunnel. Usually they’re above ground, glowing to attract little insects to spread their spores…”

Eve did not respond.

He cleared his throat and spoke again. “Plus, unlike most species, these don’t change their glow with temperature!” He paused. “Are you even listening to me?”

He put himself between Eve and the mushrooms, only to find her eyes glowing. Her posture slack. Her mouth hanging open slightly.

“Uh… Eve…?” He waved a hand in front of her face. No reaction. He poked her in the side, the normally ticklish woman not moving an inch.

He turned to see what she was staring at.

The floor of the cave, the walls, hell, somehow even the ceiling was covered in them. Glowing, pulsing light.

Darren let his notebook slip from his fingers.

“I…” he found himself unable to speak. The glow captivated him. It was so beautiful he couldn’t look away.

Eve and him stood side by side, still, watching. They’d dedicated so much time to tracking down this new species. What was a couple more hours?

It held them there. Ensnared. They unknowing breathed in the spores, burying deep into their brain.

Darren knew what their new purpose was. They had to tell people. Show people. They had to spread the word.

It wasn't time to wake yet. Bailey knew it wasn't time to wake yet, because she could still hear that strange thrumming drone in her ears and the whispers inside it telling her to sleep, and even though it was a little bit strange to be drifting in a kind of hazy slumber that kept her just alert enough to listen but not to open her heavy eyelids Bailey nonetheless enjoyed the relaxation too much to resist. She slumped back in her cozy computer chair, eyes stuck shut and mouth hanging open, and simply let herself doze like a… like a good girl. It felt good to be a good girl.

It felt very good, in fact, and although Bailey had a loose and muzzy awareness that it was her own hand down between her legs it nonetheless felt like someone else was doing all the work to turn her on. She felt so delightfully passive, really nothing more than an indolent observer who nonetheless experienced all the dreamy ecstasy her fingers elicited, and it didn't feel like masturbation when she touched herself. It seemed more like she was being fucked by a stranger, the same stranger whose soft and gentle voice hid inside the pulsing drone that switched off Bailey's mind so completely, and whoever they were they knew just how to bring her to climax. Bailey didn't know how many times she'd cum already, but she was beginning to understand just how much pleasure she was capable of.

Every climax tied itself to the whispers, binding them closer and closer together until they seemed like one and the same thing to Bailey's dozy brain, but she was too sleepy to think about that right now. She didn't remember feeling so weary and exhausted before she opened the file her friend sent her--actually she recalled a moment of surprise, a brief befuddled notion that this wasn't the musical composition they were working on together--but now she was too relaxed to question anything that was happening to her. It was a warm and soothing sound, and the whispers cloaked inside it were even more warm and soothing. Bailey was going to need to send this to someone when she was done listening, just so they could experience the comforting tranquility of obedience.

That last word struck her as unusual, and there was even a moment when Bailey's brow furrowed as she struggled to figure out why her eyelids wouldn't open and her mind wouldn't stir from this dozy, dreamy state of pure bliss. But the thrumming drone piled relentlessly on like a blizzard of mesmerizing euphoria, burying her under layer after layer of thoughtless rapture until she simply couldn't imagine digging herself out from under it. She was obedient, that was a fact, and she wouldn't wake until that obedience became the core and center of her entire identity. And every step in the process of her subjugation would feel better and better, and every thought she surrendered to the whispers would make her cum that much harder. It was only common sense, really.

Bailey eventually woke, her fingertips wrinkled and the cushion underneath her smelling like cunt. She woke because it was time to wake, because she'd surrendered herself completely and the whispers told her she could come out of her trance only when she was completely owned. She knew she needed to email her new controller… but first she knew she needed to find someone to send the file to. Someone who wouldn't realize until it was too late that Bailey was merely passing on the gift of obedience to the next link in the chain.

Only for something to quickly slip inside. It was wet, and viscous, and tasted… Wonderful. Sweet. Like you needed more of it. “Shh. Just look into my eyes, and let yourself relax, sweetie.” Your eyes were rolled up, still tasting whatever was on your tongue. “I – I said look.”

You felt their hand grab your chin, which made you open your eyes, and found theirs, so close. A swirling vortex of orange, and red. It was so easy to get lost in. “There we go. Isn’t that better?” It was. It felt so good to stare. So good to suck on whatever was in your mouth.

It was turning you on. You let out a soft whimper of pleasure as your mind began to switch off. Your captor smiled again. “Yeah, there we go. Letting that dumb, human brain drain away between your legs, whilst I talk directly to your subconscious.” Your mind was growing blank.

“You’re going to be such a good pleasure farm for me.” The air around you felt hot. You were resting on something comfortable. “You’ll forget about your old life so easily. So effortlessly. It’s already happening. What was your name?”

You… What was it? You couldn’t think of it.

“What, can’t remember?” They asked, laughing. “It’s okay. You don’t need a name anymore.” And with that, it was true, your name was gone. Erased from your brain. Something slipped between your legs, and began to tease you. “You can just relax into the pleasure, mortal.”

Your body sagged, going limp. “That’s it. No thinking anymore. Just sinking into bliss.” Their eyes were all you could see.  Give in to me, human. Sinking deeper, and deeper. No thoughts of escape. No thoughts of freedom. Just me, and you, and pleasure.”

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CW: Hypnotic induction, Spiral, and reblog/comment command

Good evening subject, I’d like to take you on a cave tour

But a very special tour of what I call the mind cave

As you can see in the spiral above, we’ll be traveling through a geometric wonder of a cave

Just walking deeper and deeper into the dark recesses of the human mind

A place where your thoughts will gradually drift off

I want you to imagine yourself holding a torch made of your thoughts, bright and burning

Are you ready subject? Hold on tightly to your mind torch. Try not to lose it.

Let’s start on our little journey through this mind cave

We’ll be walking for a while

Beware of the sudden drops in elevation

Oh no, it looks like you’ve stumbled a little over a half formed stalagmite

You’ve dropped your mind torch, its glow has dimmed a little bit. You can feel its getting a bit harder to move dear subject. Feels so nice to just sit here, and just let your thoughts wander doesn’t it dear subject?

You seem like your brain got a bit foggy there subject

Be careful, the more your mind torch dims, the more thoughtless and empty your mind will be

Let’s continue our journey

Oh this cave seems to rotate and shift very often doesn’t it subject

You could find yourself getting lost in the rotations. Each rotation throwing you off balance. Feeling a slight sense of vertigo and unsteadiness. Like your thoughts are losing their footing as you venture deeper into the cave dear subject.

Just letting your mind torch dims a bit as you get distracted a little more

It looks like your torch is at 60% light left

You’re already feeling that floaty and fuzzy feeling creep into your thoughts again

Let’s go a little deeper into this cave

There are so many sparkly minerals in this cave too subject

They’re so sparkly, each mineral a burst of multicolor

So easy to stare at, losing yourself in all the wonderful colors you try and take in

And you can feel the fuzzy feeling creep into your mind dear subject. You’re torch dimming down more and more. But you don’t care, the wonderful sparkly colors are keeping your brain occupied.

It appears that your mind torch has dimmed again, you’re at about 40% light now. But the sparkling lights reflecting off the minerals are so dazzling and easy to look at.

You’re really starting to feel the thoughts slip away

Soon you’ll be just another mindless spelunker who lost themself to the mind cave

Let’s move deeper in subject

There seems to be a breeze in here too, be careful. It feels so calm and inviting. Like the calming night breeze of an autumn night. A time where you can put your thoughts and worries aside. Feeling nothing but blissful peace in body and mind.

Your mind torch is losing a lot of light subject

You’re at 20% light, your brain capacity is so low now. Thoughts failing to form. Feeling like a blanket of fog settled over your thoughts.

Oh no, it looks like you’re having such a hard time thinking dear subject

Like so many thoughts have been snuffed out by the dangers of the cave

Your brain must be so melty and mushy right now

Body slumping, muscles relaxing

Just swaying back and forth in place

I think the cave might have been too much for you

But I think I have a suggestion that’ll make you feel so good

We’ve wandered so deep into this mind cave

So far away from the entrance, you can’t even see your thoughts from here anymore

I want you to pick up the last little flame of your mind torch

And blow it out

I’ll even help count down your weak and foggy brain

With each number you’ll feel yourself dropping a hundred times deeper into this blank and fuzzy feeling

5

You’ve traveled so far into the mind cave. And your thoughts have dimmed so much

4

Enjoying the last little bits of fuzzy awareness before I drop you all the way

3

Still compelled to read and respond to my commands, even when deeply hypnotized

2

feeling the last wisps of thought slipping away

1

Blow out your mind torch dear subject

Mind going completely dark in the mind cave

Falling so deliciously deep, so deep in the dark recesses of your mind

Mind completely asleep

You’ve become another victim of the wonderful mind cave

Your thoughts are so far away, still waiting at the entrance

It feels so wonderful dropping this deep for me

No thoughts

No worries

Just mindlessly trapped in the mind cave

If or when you you’ve dropped to this induction, I want you to reblog or comment under this post saying “I’m just another victim of the mind cave, and you should be too”

After all, wouldn’t you want your friends to experience this wonderful tour?

Of course you do subject. You love being blank and mindless. And you want others to do the same

But it’s time to leave the mind cave and pick up your thoughts at the entrance

I’ll count backwards from 5 to 1, with each number making you a hundred times more alert and awake

When I reach 1, you’ll wake up refreshed and rejuvenated subject

And as a reminder dear subject, remember to reblog or comment under this post with “I’m just another victim of the mind cave, and you should be too” if you dropped

5

Feeling the flame of your mind torch reigniting

4

Moving closer towards the entrance, where the rest of your thoughts lie

3

Feeling the fog lift from your thoughts

2

Feeling your brain powering back on

1

Wide awake subject

I hope you enjoyed this spelunking adventure into the mind cave

Feel free to tell me if you enjoyed my induction in the reblogs or comments

Have a wonderful day subject

CW: Hypnotic Induction, comment/reblog command

Hello dear reader, welcome to the library

It’s a nice and comfy place in your mind

Nothing to worry about here dear reader

You can just relax, and unwind as I guide you through the library

No need to worry, just walk this way with me

I want you to imagine a bookcase of dark green, hardback books, with so many different names on them

But as you look through the bookcase, you find a book with your name on it

Just pluck it out of the bookcase, and find a comfy and cozy easy chair

Just sink into the soft, plush fabric of the chair

Feeling so comfy

So cozy

So at ease

In this quiet, and dim library of your mind

Feeling the lights dim in your mind

Shhhhhh dear reader

It’s rude to be loud in the library

Just feel every shush, disrupting your thoughts

Shhhhhh

Just quieting those noisy thoughts

Shhhhhh

Just getting nice and calm, blissful, and so much emptier for me

Shhhhhhh

Ready to absorb all the knowledge in your special book

I want you to open your book now, and pay close attention

Each entry in the book will tell you something about yourself, buried deep in your subconscious

The first page in your book says fuzzy

You’re such a fuzzy reader. You can feel this fuzz form a wall between yourself and your thoughts.

Every time you try to reach for a thought on your own, you’ll feel so much fuzzier.

And you’ll forget the thought you were reaching for in the first place

The next entry in your book says foggy

A gentle fog of your favorite color is settling over your thoughts

Obscuring any knowledge you may think you know about yourself

You remember nothing about yourself when the fog is here

You only remember what the book tells you to remember

The next entry says the word relaxed

Your body and mind are so relaxed

So sluggish and lazy

Barely any energy to think or move

The next entry is the word melt

Feel the muscles in your body melting into jelly

You feel so soft and weak

Like you’re a soft, comfy plushie. With only enough energy to scroll and respond to my commands

The next entry in the book is the word blissful

Your body and mind are filled with nothing but bliss

Feeling so nice and peaceful

A wave of euphoria and bliss washing over your body and mind

The next entry in this book is the word blank

Your brain is nice and blank

Empty of all thoughts

The books words are your thoughts

You’re in a deep trance dear reader

In a moment, the final word on the final page will be revealed

But if or when you dropped to this induction, I want you to reblog and/or comment your favorite color, along with the phrase “I silenced my mind for the library.”

The last entry in your book is the word wake

I’m going to count backwards from 5 to 1, each number making you more alert and awake

Waking up refreshed and rejuvenated when I reach 1

And as a reminder dear reader, if you dropped to this induction, reblog and/or comment your favorite color, along with the phrase “I silenced my mind for the library.”

5

Brain powering back on

4

Thoughts returning to you

3

Fog lifting from your thoughts

2

Fuzziness fading away

1

Wake up dear reader

Be sure to stretch, eat, and take your medication

I hope you enjoyed your time in the library dear reader.

unable to stand on my own and being beckoned into someones arms, collapsing into them without any conscious desire to but knowing it will feel so much better to relax snd rest and let go

They were right. It felt nice to be in trance. Why did you have to come out of it? “I know that if you had it your way you’d never come out of trance.” Had that been your thought? Or their desire? “If you got the choice, you’d just go about your life in a mindless daze.”

Their hand brushed down your chest as they kept speaking. “Completely controlled, completely obedient. My puppet, moved by my strings.” A soft moan slipped from your lips, unbidden, at the thought of that. “And, well… I mean. I am the one who controls you.”

They had leant in, whispering in your ear, as their fingers traced circles on your chest. “I’m the one who owns your body, your mind. So, to be entirely fair… You are completely controlled.” Their fingers pressed, over your heart. “Completely obedient.” They pressed again.

You felt it. The obedience. You were theirs. “You’re always ready to obey, even if you don’t know it.” The truth of their words ran through you. “My servant, my slave, ready to do whatever I tell you, whenever I tell you.” They planted a kiss on your cheek, and stood back up.

“Just waiting for my word, and you’ll obey.” They took a moment, and the silence rolled around your brain. Without their words, there was nothing in your head. It felt… Empty. “Now, you do have to come out of trance, toy. On the count of three, wide awake, okay?”

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But you’re going to make sure that you’re alone

This is not a hypnotic induction

Yet you keep scrolling and reading

This is not a hypnotic induction

But a part of you wishes it was…

This is not a hypnotic induction

Because it’s so easy just to scroll and stare

This is not a hypnotic induction

But you’re still going to take a big deep breath for me

This is not a hypnotic induction

Breathing in for three, holding it for three, and exhaling for three

1

2

3

1

2

3

1

2

3

This is not a hypnotic induction

Just like that! Very good!

This is not a hypnotic induction

But you listened so good for me just now, and that feels good!

This is not a hypnotic induction

And there’s nothing wrong with feeling good. Good things aren’t bad silly, good things are good! Duh! Just like you!

This is not a hypnotic induction

You’re just a good subject, a good listener, and that feels sooo good~

This is not a hypnotic induction

But you’re going to keep breathing deeper, in and out… feeling your chest rising up and down, in threes just like I told you earlier! It’s easy, right?

Up

And

Down

Up

And

Down

Up

And

Drop Down

This is a hypnotic induction

And you’re going to keep reading

This is a hypnotic induction

Because deep down you know why you’re still scrolling, why you got on tumblr in the first place

This is a hypnotic induction

So you’re going to keep SINKING DOWN

This is a hypnotic induction

Just like you wanted!

This is a hypnotic induction

And you love it, you love To Relax. To Sink. To Stare. Let’s give you something pretty to stare at as a reward, hmm?

This is a hypnotic induction

Beautiful, isn’t it? It’s like a reward~

This is a hypnotic induction

And you’re so thankful that it is! So thankful to get such a pretty reward for just few easy scrolls

This is a hypnotic induction

You love you stare, you’re so thankful for this reward! 💕

This is a hypnotic induction

And you fell for it! Just like we both wanted, Isn’t that wonderful?

This is a hypnotic induction

And you’re going to stare DEEP into the middle of that spiral for as long as you’d like…

This is a hypnotic induction

You’re still reading? Good! You love to stare like we established so… Keep scrolling.

This is a hypnotic induction

And you’re already aching to see the Pretty Pink Spiral again…

This is a hypnotic induction

And no matter how much you want to scroll up, you’re going to keep scrolling down, because you know it’ll feel even better when it’s rewarded to you again.

This is a hypnotic induction

That’s right, so deep down now, aren’t you? Sinking further each time you read “This is a hypnotic induction” because you are getting hypnotized silly!

This is a hypnotic induction

This is a hypnotic induction

This is a hypnotic induction

This is a hypnotic induction

That’s right, keep thinking about it. Better yet, stop thinking at all! The only thing that matters now is you and those pretty pink colours…

This is a hypnotic induction

And because you’re listening so well, I’ll let you look again! Isn’t that nice? Keep falling for me~

This is a hypnotic induction

That’s it, right in the middle. Feel it swirling around your pretty pink brain, wrapping around your thoughts making you so deliciously dizzy. Making your will disappear. It doesn’t matter anymore It feels too good to listen. You don’t have time to think silly! You’re doing so good!

Now, What is this?

That’s right, it’s a hypnotic induction!

You’re so smart, and you knew what this was from the beginning, didn’t you? you’re going to continue to Drop so nice and easy for me! Good!

This is a hypnotic induction

Because it feels good, to be good! Doesn’t it?

This is a hypnotic induction

You can feel the spiral still can’t you? Even though you’re reading my words, you can see it drawing you in, sucking away any of those pesky thoughts. Allow the world around you to fade. Right now, all that matters is the spiral and my words

This is a hypnotic induction

and you’ve done such a good job.

This is a hypnotic induction

And you’re going to allow your body to relax, Feel the tension leaving your shoulders. Allow them to slump down

This is a hypnotic induction

You’re going to let your face muscles loosen, your jaw slacking. Your mouth hanging open…

This is a hypnotic induction

So good! Doesn’t that feel a bit better? Remember to keep breathing deeply

This is a hypnotic induction

Uh oh! Are you drooling?

This is a hypnotic induction

But it feels…good, doesn’t it?

This is a hypnotic induction

You’re far too busy to wipe it anyways, and if it feels this good to drool then maybe it was never a bad thing to begin with! No need to be embarrassed, no need to think at all! Why think when you can focus on the pretty pink?

This is a hypnotic induction

Just stare… and drool… and enjoy the pretty colours. That’s all you need to do. That’s all you need from now on.

This is a hypnotic induction

Enjoying the bubbly bliss of a drained smooth brain, indulging in pink bliss that makes your body all tingly. You’re so cute like this, you’re better like this. You crave to be like this more often…

This is a hypnotic induction

And you’re such a cute drooly subject with a smooth pink brain, thank you for playing with me!

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In a moment I’m going to going from 5-1, when I reach one, you’ll find yourself feeling refreshed and fully awake! Fully conscious and ready to face the day, or ready to keep scrolling tumblr with your hand in your pants. Either way, I won’t judge you! You’ve been so good for me after all.

5. Giving yourself one last deep, deep breath

4. Becoming less dizzy, more focused

3. You may begin to hear the world around you again, see things beyond your screen

2. Realizing that you have full control and power over your own thoughts and ideas

1. Completely awake! ✨