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Inspired by @hypnanosis on twitter and bluesky!

Your partner wound your hair around their hand, and tugged. The trigger activated, you couldn’t stop yourself from saying the words. “I’m just a silly toy. Please play with me.”

They laughed. “I know you are, my sweet plaything, what else is new?”

They tugged on your hair again, once again, you couldn’t stop yourself from speaking. “I don’t need to think. I just need to obey.” Your tone was so cheerful. More cheerful than you wanted it to be. But you couldn’t change that. And that made it… Better in a way.

With a third hair pull, you tried to put your hand over your mouth, but found your arm unresponsive. “Obedient toys are such good playthings. I’m an obedient toy!” Your voice said. Your hypnotist was laughing, still holding your hair. You pouted at them.

“I’m glad you find me amu-” They cut you off with a pull of your hair. “I’m just a silly toy. Please play with me.”

They fell back in more laughter, letting go of your hair. “That’s so good. This might be my favourite trigger yet. Slightly brainwashing, very funny. It’s perfect.”

They reached up and gave your hair a few tugs in succession. “I’m- I- Obe- I- Obe- I’m- Obedient toys are such good playthings. I’m an obedient toy!” The restarting made your brain feel hazy, in a blissful way. You blinked slowly as the fog cleared. “I… You can do more, if you want.”

That had clearly gotten your hypnotist’s interest. They sat up, still smiling. “I know. And I do. I just… I want you to realise how much more of a toy this makes you. These fun little repeatable lines. I’m looking forward to them getting stuck in your head without the trigger.”

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Alex was exhausted as he walked in the door. The worn out, frustrated and more or less defeated teacher knew he should be excited. Not only was this another week down in what was proving to be an especially difficult school year, but it was now officially spring break. Which meant he could actually relax for a couple days, at least, before trying to catch up on his work. He wanted to be excited, but he was running on empty and needed to recharge his batteries before anything resembling excitement was possible.

He threw his bag down at the doorway and hung up his jacket. Some of the other teachers had gone out for a celebratory drink at a nearby pub but Alex was pretty sure that a beer would only put him to sleep right now so he decided to forego the event. Knowing his staff, there’d be another party (or two) in the coming days for him to attend once he felt a little more rested.

Heading into the kitchen, what he saw sitting on the table brought an immediate smile to his face. The purple bag of candy that had become something of a tradition for Alex and his wife, Briana.

“Bri?” he called out, “you home?”

The house was quiet which didn’t exactly surprise Alex; he typically beat his wife home from work. But he didn’t remember seeing the bag on the table when he left for work this morning. Then again, he hadn’t had his coffee yet so it wasn’t totally unreasonable that he just didn’t notice it in his sleep deprived state.

Now, though, the bag of chocolate eggs seemed to energize Alex a little. Briana had managed to surprise him and he was feeling an urge to repay the favour. Grabbing the bag from the table, he decided that he’d get started on the first batch. With any luck, he’d finish before she got home and Briana would get to come home to the smell of freshly baked cookies.

He turned the oven on and grabbed his laptop from the living room to pull up the recipe. He didn’t have the exact recipe that he and Briana used, but he found one that sounded close enough and went to work.

As the oven heated up, Alex got started on the cookies. When it came time to crush the chocolate eggs, Alex popped a few in his mouth. The candy gave him another little boost of energy as he rushed to get the dough ready. He worked with an extra spring in his step that he hadn't had in weeks, months even. Alex was so excited; he couldn't wait to see the look on Briana's face when she got home.

Finally, everything was mixed together and ready to go in the oven. Alex left the cookie dough covered beaters for Bri as an extra bonus. He wasn't really a raw cookie dough person, but he decided that he would enjoy a couple more of the chocolates.

His phone rang on the counter, shaking him from his highly-focused state. Looking over to it, he saw it was his wife. He smiled to himself before answering, "Hey babe, what's up?"

The greeting was met with a laugh, "Well, you sound way happier than you did this morning."

"It's spring break," Alex said, "besides, since when do you complain about me being in a good mood?"

"Oh no, not complaining. This is good! I just didn't expect it. Anyway, I'm just leaving now so I'll be home soon. Did you see what I left on the table?"

"Did I ever," he responded, a knowing smile as he glanced over at the bowl of cookie dough. "We making them tonight?"

"Yeah! I thought I'd get all cute and we could start the break by baking cookies and drinking wine," Briana giggled.

"It's a date! I better go freshen up then," he said, really just wanting to get back to the cookies. If she was just leaving work, he knew he would have probably just enough time to get the first batch done and cooled and put the second batch in.

"Alright, see you soon. Love youuu!"

"Love you too, see ya when you get home."

Hanging up the phone, Alex wasted no time getting back to work. He scooped the first batch onto the baking sheet and slid them into the oven. He set his timer and started to clean up a little.

A few minutes later, the chime of the timer told Alex his cookies were done. As soon as he opened the oven door, the wonderful smell of sweets bombarded him and filled the house with even more of that delicious aroma. He checked one of his creations to see how they held up and determined they were done. He threw them on the cooling rack before getting the second batch ready and putting them in. Finishing up some cleaning, Alex waited a couple minutes for the first ones to cool before finally getting to sample his wares.

"Oh wow, these are so good," he said, taking a bite into the still-warm cookie.

Then, as suddenly as seeing the bag of chocolate had energized him, another feeling entirely crashed into him like a tidal wave. But it wasn't the same exhaustion and tired, achy feeling that he had felt before; whatever this was, it felt kind of good.

“Whoa…” his head was spinning now. Alex tried to blink it away but he couldn’t shake the feeling. “I need to sit down.”

His head felt warm, the tingling sensation growing stronger as he brought his hand to his temples and rubbed them. It was then that he noticed that his short, brown hair was down to his shoulders. And it was getting lighter.

“What the hell?” he asked, looking down at his now caramel-coloured locks. Only they didn’t say that way for long. His hair was still growing, almost down to his chest at this point, and growing blonder by the second.

Other changes began to take hold. A similar feeling coursed through his body. An intense, pleasurable surge of heat rose inside of him. His chest burned as, suddenly, two volleyball-sized breasts appeared, sitting high and proud on his chest. His hands went to them quickly, a soft moan escaping his plumping lips as soon as the large, soft boobs were touched.

“Ohmygod…”

His body continued to change. His hips flaring out as his waist tapered in. His muscular legs melted into long, shapely ones that, coupled with how tiny his waist now was, truly highlighted the magnificent bubble his butt had swelled into.

He let out a breathy, lust-filled gasp as he felt the bulge in his pants disappear as he ceased being a “he” completely. Alex’s facial features continued to soften into feminine perfection as she brushed a stray strand of sunny blonde hair from her eyes.

“Wha-what just happened?” she squeaked, her voice a soft and cutesy melody. She barely had enough time to try and piece things together before another pleasurable wave washed over her.

“Ahhhh, again?”

She closed her eyes and rubbed her temples again before she felt something atop her head. Her hands briefly explored upwards before Alex stopped and rushed to the nearby mirror. Looking at her reflection, she couldn’t help but notice a pair of blonde bunny ears coming from her hair. Behind her, she felt a similar feeling above her booty as a bushy tail formed as well.

“Oh my gosh! So cute!” she squealed, feeling her new additions and surprised to find they were in fact real.

As she admired her new self, pastel-coloured highlights coated the tips of her hair, leaving flourishes of soft pinks, blues and greens among the blonde’s wavy mane. The change neared its finish as Alex’s ill-fitting clothes morphed into a pink bunnysuit and white sheer leggings. A matching pink bowtie appeared around her neck as cuffs wrapped around her wrists. Pink heels lifted the brand new bunnygirl a few inches off the ground.

Her mind swirled a final time as Alex became April. The former teacher forgot that life of stress as memories of her life as a sweet, kinda ditzy bunnygirl with a love for the sweeter things in life. She squeezed her thighs together as her libido rose, leaving her in a constant fog of arousal, adding to her airheaded nature. Her hands began to roam her shapely body absent-mindedly as she nibbled on her glossy pink lip before the oven’s chime, signaling that the second batch of cookies had completed, snapped her from her daze.

“Oh yay!” she cheered, skipping back towards the oven.

As she did, she heard the garage door open. Briana was home. April was now bouncing with excitement as she heard her wife come into the house.

“Oooh, it smells so good in here,” she called out.

April beamed her brilliant smile as she went to greet her “Bri-bun” with a massive hug, “Heya cutie, how was your day?”

Briana froze as the busty blonde broke from her hug, “Uh, who are you?”

“Oh you!” April giggled, “I’m your wife, silly!”

“But, that-. “

“Shhh, here! Have a cookie!” April said, presenting one of their delicious cookies seemingly out of thin air. “I wanted to surprise you!”

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if ur a Man reading this i hope you received the worship and service you deserve, and that your orgasm/s today are amazing <3

if ur a girl reading this i think it’s time for u to edge yourself stupid <3

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Thursday vibes

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a three-holed fucktoy crafted by the universe, that responds to every action you perform, that gets tighter and wetter the harder and deeper you pound it. it grasps at you, clings to you, sinks its nails into you, begs for you to claim it as your own, to use it up, to pump it full of cum whenever you see fit. the entire purpose of it's existence is to take your cock.

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we are a family 💕 we are friends 💕 we are different 💕 but we support each other

normal is gross 🤮 vanilla is for losers 🤮 keep me broken

im too horny and mindbroken to be normal 🥹 im too horny and mindbroken to be loved or wanted by a normal guy or to have normal friends 🥹 but the other sluts and 4n4 blogs on here have shown me I’m NEVER alone

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No going back.

Good Girl.