Brainless (Patreon)

Your hypnotist takes your brain away.

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“You don’t have a brain anymore, silly.” Your hypnotist said, laughing at you as they tapped you playfully on the nose. “You’re just a mindless plaything, for me to enjoy.” Their hand slipped under your chin, and nodded your head up and down. “Mhm, that’s it.”

The motion of your head made your mind feel even fuzzier than it already had been. You hadn’t had a thought in… What? What’s a thought? “You just sit and stare, blank, and empty. Until I’m ready to use you.” They looked so pretty. So hot. You couldn’t pull your eyes away.

“To play with you.” Their hand traced down your chest – when had you lost your clothes? “Let my words fill up the space where that useless brain used to be.” Their words sounded so nice echoing in your head. “You’re so much better like this. So much happier.”

You were happy! So happy. And fuzzy. And mindless. “Just my braindead, obedient toy.” Doesn’t that feel so nice, toy?” You nodded. “Not having to think?” Mhm, you just had to say yes. “Just getting to sink, and submit?” It’s so easy for brainless toys to agree. “Good toy.”