Anton woke up in a blurry haze. "Nnnrgh, someone turn off that light..." he said, lifting his hands to block it out. As he did, the cool rock he was laying on scraped at his shoulders. "What the–" he said, as he sat up. (1/21)

He's happy to bring another into the fold. The new subject fell into the old subjects eyes.

Mindless butler or mindless himbo, one trigger to switch between the two.

The hypnotic plants have overtaken another mind.

Another jock succumbs to the hypnotic music of the gym.

While it was normal for Simon to wake around 9 AM on his day off, it still had not been a good night’s sleep. Rolling over groggily, Simon rubbed his temples, trying once again to block out the faint but still audible pulsing noise that had woken him up every hour or so since 5 AM. (1/19)

Hard and drifting in spirals.

His mind falls into darkness as he starts at the stranger's phone.

Moving to a new part of town and having your mind opened to a new paradigm, a new master.

Stripped and shut down.

For the students of the local university, it was an important night, the first night of spring break. Lots of parties, lots of booze, lots of students hooking up. But that wasn't why the man in the university acoustics lab was smiling. (1/21)

The look of adoration as he recognizes his new master.

The photoshoot started with complaints of a bright flash. Now he can't think, and just obeys the photographer.

A brainwashed bodyguard with his hypnovisor.

Pushed up to the wall and tranced.

Red-eye flights were killers, and this one had been no exception. But Ian had needed to get to the company's main production office by tomorrow, so he'd bit the bullet and flown out. (1/18)

Their minds are under control of the spiral, and so they stroke and stare.

Tried to stop seeing the spiral on his phone... too late.

After putting on his friends offered glasses, all he can think to do is flex and obey.

Lying out on the bed, waiting for the master to return.

Washing off the sweat from another hard day's workout, Mitch was deep in thought. He knew that something was odd about Jackson. It had first started when Alan had started to pal around with him all the time. (1/14)

When he looked back at what his friend had put on the screen, he was captured. Now, naked and ready, he still cannot look away.

As the model descended the steps, his mind grew more and more blank and open to the photographer's suggestions.

He answers the phone, and a single word is spoken. He jolts in surprise, and then the word starts reverberating in his mind, erasing everything, opening it to the voice. His eyes roll, his body locks, unable to do anything until told to do so. Frozen, triggered, and helpless to do anything but obey.

Staring into the spiral, bound by its spinning colors.

Alan walked over to his locker, slipping his gloves off as he did so. He'd had a good sparring session, but was tired. As he got there, he inwardly groaned. Jackson was there, getting ready for a sauna, it looked like. (1/12)

Now that he's reported to where the hypnoglasses told him to be, he now strips.

Robotically lifting.

He's happy to stare at the spiral

Another ancient hypnopendant.

Brian lay around, wondering what he was going to do. He had already done his daily workout, there really wasn't anything on TV, and none of his friends would be off work for hours. All in all a perfectly boring afternoon. (1/15)

An unnoticed command and he strips as he presents.

A biker in control.

Dulled inhibitions and the pants drop.

Staring at the spiral, locked in place.

It was all about being as unnoticeable as possible. Blend in with the background, Avery knew, and you could walk away with anything. Today, he was stealing from the tourists in the beach hotels, so all he wore was his trunks and some running shoes, and he just became another hot jogger. (1/18)

He tried a relaxation file and scent a friend recommended. Now, he's layed out, ready for programming by his fellow drone.

Another budding saytr being created in the enchanted forest.

He never connected the merch with the blank times in his memory, and after the last one, he no longer cared.

Brain drained and left out to play with.

As the car jounced over the bumps in the road, Ben winced once again, but he kept his mouth shut. He'd wanted for so long to get back into Pierce's good graces, ever he'd gotten really drunk and insulted a bunch of the frat's legacy members. (1/18)

Opening what he thought was a sauna window instead showed him the entrancing, beautiful spiral.

He yearns for his master's touch.

Slipped a file into the workout routine, now he rises to obey.

Well, I'm off to TBRU, hope to see some of you there!

Jason rubbed his hands together as he watched Frank's eyes spin with the spirals in his room. The rivalry between the two had never been very friendly. When Frank had moved to town, he'd started going to the Jason's favorite bar, and the first night, they'd gone after the same girl. (1/15)

A bear in Hypnoglasses, guarding his master.

He came out to the sounds of distress, and saw all the men on the beach walking into the water. Then he heard the merman's song and joined them in going to his master.

More tenders of the hypnotic plants, off to the market, covered just enough.