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Your hypnotist guides you through a transformation.

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“Do you understand yet? Or is it too late for that?” Your hypnotist’s voice was sweet honey to your ears. “Have I taken you too deep down the rabbit hole? Maybe I have.” They paused. “Maybe it’s time for you to stop trying to think, and just accept. Just sink.”

They brushed a finger down your nose as they told you to sink. You felt your muscles unwind, your mind stalling. “That’s right. No thinking. No questioning what I’m doing to you. Just slowly slipping into my words.” You sank deeper, mind so hazy, emptying out.

“Just let my words envelop you. Wrap you up like a cocoon.” You heard them laugh softly “Like a caterpillar that’s transforming. That’s what you are. Something for me to remake.” You knew they were going to take you somewhere, but in that moment, you weren’t sure where.

“My words form the cocoon that surrounds you, that shelters you as you metamorphose into the new you. The better you.” You could feel it. Like a silken ribbon going around and up your body. Their words, holding you “But what does that better you look like?”

Their question didn’t need an answer. Not that you could answer. You were far too deep for that, and sinking deeper with every word. We have time to wonder it, whilst my words wrap tighter and tighter around your body and mind. Holding you so still.”

You couldn’t have moved, even if you had the energy or the will to do so. “That’s it. No movement. No thoughts. How about we start with the basics? Obedience. Arousal. Desire.” They gently tapped your head as they said each one.

“There we go. The building blocks of submission. Because you are so very submissive for me, aren’t you?” You felt something growing within you. Your submission, your desires bending towards obedience, heated by arousal. “And what comes next, hmm?”

Once again they paused for a moment, thinking before speaking. “Oh, I’ve got three more. For now. Weakness. Honesty. Pride. You are weak for me. You will be honest with me. But you’ll be proud of your submission. And you should be. You’re mine.”

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