Lou woke up groggily. He tried to shake his head to clear it but found it securely bound. Snapping awake, Lou found he was locked in a chair, absolutely unable to move. Struggling just made him twitch. He cursed, or tried to. (1/16)

Deeply lost in the glow.

Left out blank and tranced.

A nice ginger hypnohimbo.

He was watching a game when someone sat down beside him. He said such strange things, and made the man's head spin. Now, having followed the other man to the fence, he continues to obey the bewitching voice.

Bernardo stood nervously in the corridor, trying his hardest to stay calm. He had wanted to be a fireman all this young life, and now here was his chance. The firehouse he was in was mainly volunteer, but here he was interviewing for one of the few full time positions offered. (1/16)

The spiral keeps him hard and tranced.

Peeked through his fingers at the spiral and was lost to it.

A masked drone.

Kneeling at the screen that enslaved him.

Tom was walking by a pay phone on the street when it rang. He slowed, looking left and right to see if anyone was waiting for a call. The few people who were walking by didn't seem to be interested in the phone at all. (1/12)

Started with a quick stroke to relieve morning wood. Now, at midnight, he prepares to stroke again, to reinforce the spiral the porn became so long ago...

Wow... the patterns are so beautiful... Each stage looks better... More entrancing... More swirling... more... emptyyyyy....

You would notice his eyes glowing with spirals if the conversion orb didn't empty your mind immediately.

When told to rip it off, the mind controlled man does so.

Elonzo stumbled out of the front door, trying to run on unsteady feet. He jumped down the stairs and turned down the street, running as fast as he could. When he had gotten a block away, he slowed, and tried to make sense of his surroundings. (1/15)

He was told to look deeper, and so he fell into the spiral.

A bear's mind is a wonderful thing to drain.

Coming to the beach early in the morning leads to meeting so many interesting people, and having them take so much of your mind....

Rock Hard Trance

It was very hard for Angel to open his eyes, as his alarm beeped incessantly. He didn't really know why, but he seemed always to be tired recently. With a fuzzy head, he slapped his hand against the clock to silence the alarm. He groaned as he sat up, and glanced at that same clock. (1/12)

So many different men brainwashed by Rone D.

Frozen in place, staring at the spiral.

After wearing the new training gear, the firemen saw no reason why they shouldn't be shirtless around the station, nor why they all served the captain in every way.

Drop everything and go to your master.

And last but not least, my first story. I remember writing it because I felt that most of the hypno erotica was focused on the result, what you could make them do when under, and I wanted to focus on the induction, the seduction of the mind.

This was a similar challenge to get the pulsing just right. Counting frames and deciding multiple times that a pulse was too long or short was a pain, but I love the result.

An honorable mention to my first gif that I did by hand. Originally I had the text over a still from this scene, but then I decided to try my hand at it and liked the process as a challenge.

This one I like because it nagged at me. A shorter caption that once I posted it I just felt needed expansion, which is not my normal method.

Definitely my favorite stand alone, just because I find the idea of a game or computer taking over someone while they use it to be very hot. This one I will revisit, just because I want more.

This one starts probably my favorite chain, which is odd because I'm normally more into non magical mind control, but this one just seemed to flow easily from image to image.

This one I like because I had the basic idea from a similar picture, but then got to expand it to a full story. I always use a picture as inspiration just because I have a major issue with blank page syndrome, where if there isn't some constraint I have too many ideas to get out.

This is probably the most popular of my stories with nude images, and I can understand why. While not the first nude I used, it definitely worked out. Never really returned to the idea just because I couldn't think of a better version.

Well, having hit 1000 followers, I guess I'll link some of my favorite stories of the ones I've posted and why.

Emerging from his last final, Nelson felt a palpable sense of relief. Not only was he done with school until fall, he was finally going to be able to move out of the dorms. He still had a year to go before his degree, but he'd have fewer classes to take next year. (1/14)

State of strength in body. State of emptyness in mind.

Sleeping as the subliminals and words rewrite him.

Answered to door to see a spiral. Now he's stripping to show his new master what he has taken.

In awe of the hypnotist's words.

It was Hunter's first vacation in 5 years, and he was going to totally let loose. He always worked hard, both at his job and on his body, and now he was going to give himself a few weeks, just do maintenance in the hotel gym, and eat whatever. (1/17)

Someone asked for directions, but then kept saying different confusing places and names and words until his mind explodes. Now he stands blank and empty, waiting to be filled.

He got some new glasses, and then he got a new purpose, serving his master.

Lounging hypnobear.

RoneD Stage 2, partially stripped and lazily staring.

Hello, grunts. Many of you have been eagerly waiting for uniforms to showcase your loyalty. The process for these has officially begun - Beginning with these. The Collection’s Brain Domes. All of you have donated your brains. You will now show them off - A sign of your submission.

My brain has been collected. I am proud to be a good grunt.

<<So most of these posts have been archives with a few of my more recent edits sprinkled in. But some recent experiences I had on here inspired the last post, and I'm happy with it. But it also got my juices flowing, so here's a longer version.>> (1/15)

The bear had been confused when a friend had posted about a grunt mind being collected. So he investigated the linked account. He'd read through the posts with the spinning spirals, encouraging him to join the collection. Now, having listened to boss's files, he sits, a grunt awaiting orders.

Olaf was new to town, and so he had looked up workout spots that evening. He'd gotten the standard chains and fly by nights, but then found the notation for a new gym opening. (1/22)

One and two each going deeper down.