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Any other Americans watch the great British Bake Off like "how do y'all have that many types of cake??? You're one tiny island???? Some of these Paul must have made up!" And then the announcer will be like "ah yes the traditional ginger and licorice lace cake" and the other contestants will be like "I remember when me mum made me an apple and racoon cake for the first time I nearly cried" Yes yes this is all a normal thing to bake and eat

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Jo Palacios is on my Mt Rushmore of roid guts. Anyone else you’d add?

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Oop. The Tiki Tak tribe must have confused @andersongaze with Donkey Kong and are trancing him to gather bananas!🦍🌀

I did always say he makes a great DK~🤭

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Taking cute hypnotoys and adding new kinks and triggers into their brains is the closest thing we have to giving humans DLC's and I love that

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Hypnovember 2023- Sluttification

“Dare!” Matt said loudly, almost proud, like we were supposed to congratulate his bravery.

“Hmm.” Sarah pondered for a moment. I figured she had prepared a truth assuming he would pick that just like everyone had for the last four rounds.

Sarah's eyes darted around the room and eventually landed on the corner of my studio apartment where I had unceremoniously toss everything that had been sitting out in the open when my friends had decided to hang out at my place after our usual Friday night dinner.

“I dare you to go fish a pair of underwear out of Geoff's hamper and wear it on your head for the rest of the game.”

Without hesitation, Matt got up and went over to the hamper. I could feel my face turn a little red, but I didn't say anything. He fished around the clothes hamper and retrieved a pair of blue boxer briefs. Then he turned them upside down and then put them on his head like a hat, elastic band stretched across his forehead.

Sarah and Meg laughed hysterically. I chuckled a bit to cover my embarrassment.

“I didn't expect you to be so eager.” said sarah.

“I at last expected a ‘No homo’.” Meg added.

“Please ladies.” Matt sat back down at the table, then leaned over to me and put an arm around my shoulders. “We are modern men. Not so fragile as the generations that came before.”

I gave another forced chuckle in agreement and Matt released me and sat back up. He turned his attention to Meg.

“Your turn, Truth or dare?”

Meg rolled her eyes. “I can't believe we're playing this adolescent game.”

“Well, you can blame Geoff. What kind of person doesn't own any board games? But, no distractions. Pick.” Matt pointed at Meg.

“Truth.”

“When was your last one night stand?”

Meg rolled her eyes again “Ugh. How very evolved of you.”

The room went quiet as everyone sat waiting for the answer. Meg looked around as if someone would release her from the obligation to respond. Nobody did.

She scoffed then said. “Tuesday.”

We all laughed, more at Meg's embarrassment than the answer.

“Really Meg? On a school night?” Matt teased. Meg reached over and pulled the underwear down over his head until the elastic band was under his chin and the tip of his nose peaked out of the fly.

I laughed along with them, trying not to think about the previous night when I was leaking through those boxer briefs as I'd watched porn in bed. Would they still smell like cum after a whole day?

The game wrapped up shortly after that. Despite it being the weekend, all four of us had plans the next day so we all said our goodbyes and they all headed out the door. About twenty minutes later there was a knock on the door. I opened it and Matt was standing there with a very uncertain and confused look on his face.

“Everything alright?” I asked him.

He looked as if he were trying to find the right words to say, then stammered out “Your underwear… they sorta… can I… I mean… Do you?”

“Matt, you're not making any sense. What's up?”

He looked like he was about to try again, then instead he pushed past me and walked over to the clothes hamper. He pulled out the boxer briefs that I had just returned to the hamper and stared at them for a second.

“Matt what are you…” Before I finished he shoved his face into the underwear and inhaled deeply.

“What the fuck?” I spat out in shock.

He looked at the underwear again, then he looked over at me. “Is that how it alway… um… is that how it smells?”

“How what smells?” He couldn't mean…

Matt dropped the underwear and started walking towards me. “I have to know, man. Is that how it smells? Is that how it…” He looked down at my crotch. “how it tastes?”

As he approached I backed away until I was against the wall. His eyes stayed on my crotch as he dropped down onto his knees in front of me. “I have to know.” He muttered, probably too himself.”

I was nearly frozen in shock as he undid my belt, unbuttoned my jeans and unzipped my fly. In a fluid motion he pulled down my jeans revealing dark green boxer briefs of the same brand as the discarded pair. He leaned forward until his face was against my bulge. Then he inhaled a deep breath.

“Matt…” I gasped, unable to find any other words.

He nuzzled his nose against my cock and I was funny erect in a matter of seconds.

As my body reacted involuntarily to his touch, my mind was racing. Matt had always presented himself as a totally straight man. He knew I was gay, and he was cool about it. But we had always been just friends and he had never implied there was any attraction between us.

"This smell... is incredible." Matt mumbled. "Need to taste…”

He pulled down my underwear and freed my cock. With no hesitation he pulled it into his mouth and began to suck on it. While I was still quite sure Matt was straight, he fellated me with surprising skill.

He was making no attempt to let the pleasure last. Instead he was clearly trying to get me to cum as quickly as he could. It worked, only moments after he'd knelt in front of me my cock erupted into his throat.

Matt leaned back and sat there on my floor with his eyes closed breathing heavily for at least a minute. Then softly he said “It tastes even better than I had imagined.” and he smiled.

“Um… Matt.” My voice seemed to draw him back to reality. He opened his eyes and the moment they met mine he seemed to snap back from wherever he had just been.

“That the… The fuck?” He looked at my now flacid dick. “Did I… Did I just…”

“Um. Yeah.”

“I don’t know what happened.” He slowly got to his feet. “We were playing the game. I put your dirty laundry on my head. Then Meg… When she pulled… I smelled… and then my head was just all full of… I tried to act cool for the rest of the game, but inside… Your cum was all I could think about.” He looked at me intensely. “Geoff, I swear, and this isn't some self-hating denial bullshit, until tonight I had never gotten hard thinking about another man's junk.”

“I know.” I said. Somehow “my cum turned turned my friend gay” actually felt more plausible than the idea that my straight friend had been lying to me for years and hiding something we had in common.

“Oh shit. I got more than just hard.” Matt said looking down at a large wet spot on his jeans.

“Its okay.” I reassured him. “Just go grab some clean boxers from the drawers by my bed.”

He nodded sheepishly and turned towards the corner of the studio apartment where my bed and dresser sat.

“I'm gonnna use the bathroom.” I tucked myself back into my underwear and pulled up my pants. Then, I rushed over to the tiny bathroom. With the door closed, I stood in front of the mirror and tried to think. Somehow my cum had made my straight friend so horny he had seemingly lost his mind.

“Oh fuck!” I heard Matt say through the door. “Not… again… fuck.”

Then, I heard him barrel through my apartment, knocking things over as he rushed right for the bathroom door. The door flung open and there was Matt, with only his t-shirt still on, fully erect.

“Your bed.” He breathed heavily. “I could… smell it… your bed.” Any sign of the rational Matt I had just been speaking to was gone once again. “I have to…. I need it…”

Then he dove through the door at me.

Story commission for d_ryan_duh

Hypnovember Prompt courtesy of Hyenaface_Art

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Forget who you are

Blow yourself up with muscle

Stuff yourself with protein

Belch after every sentence

Become a total muscle slob.

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Good news: My husband got a job offer!

Bad news: He doesn't start for another week, which means several more weeks without a paycheck.

My income is barely covering bills in the meantime.

Still offering flash stories for any help bridging that gap.

300-500 words

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incredible 21yo

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Hypno balloons. 🎈 Sketch commission for Dragonwhite108 shoujax.bsky.social 1 anderson_gaze on Twitter.

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#joanpradells

No morph. No AI.

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Hypnotist almost loses control over his two floppy subjects.

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New stuff

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a himbos guide to typing

recently ive realized that the way i type is so fucking formal. this needs to change. i made myself a small guide on how to type so everyone knows im a low iq degenerate man and i realized that other dudes might find it helpful. heres the guide + feel free to add any other suggestions in reblogs or comments

- use man/dude/bro as often as possible

- also swear. and do it often

- avoid big complicated words. why would you know what they mean? and own up to not knowing. be confident in your stupidity

- dont bother with using the correct to/too/two, your/youre.. etc. their all the same anyway

- turn off spell check, you don’t need it

- not related to typing exactly but just a reminder that it is completely okay and normal to get distracted by the thought of porn halfway through a sentence. take as long as you need to type. whoever you’re talking to can wait, jerking off is more important