littlemissspiraleyes

[littlemissspiraleyes]

tbh i really think that Forcefem Enjoyers™ are sleeping on the potential of magical girl transformations

like it's not that hard to come up with a reason (e.g. saving a loved one, wishing for something madoka-style, a general concern for the greater good, straight-up being coerced into it, etc) for that sad-eyed "cis" "boy" protagonist to become a magical girl. then once (s)he's running around in frills and thigh boots, you've got a whole sea of possibilities

perhaps something goes wrong with the transformation, leaving the magical girl stuck in her transformed state for an extended period. how is this going to affect her life, or her relationships with her friends and family? how will she be able to change back? will she ever be able to change back?

alternatively, the repeated transformations begin slowly feminizing her civilian body. when she discovers this, she decides to quit being a magical girl... but if she's gone, who's going to defend the city and its people? and now there's a monster on the rampage... okay, she'll stop it just this once, alright? but she swears this is the last time, she's definitely quitting for real after this!

or maybe she's just one member of a whole magical girl team, and her teammates have been forcing pressuring encouraging her to stay in her transformed state for longer and longer. but it's all in good fun, right? besides, that dusty old body of hers is so boring. isn't being a magical girl so much better?

of course, there's always the option that being a magical girl is just so... addictive. the power, the public adoration, the cuteness, they're all so intoxicating, and soon enough she's using any possible excuse to change into her magical form. but don't get her wrong - she's just really passionate about protecting the innocent! look, it's not like she actually enjoys prancing around in that tiny skirt, okay? don't be weird about it or anything...

but that's just the tip of the iceberg. let's say one such magical girl is defeated and captured by a beautiful villainess, who decides to corrupt her and turn her to the side of evil... now that's where the real fun starts...

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HDG story recs: Ongoing mid-long length works

Some more recs of stories that aren't front page on ao3 or SUPER commonly talked about. This time focusing on stuff you can sink your teeth into as they're currently updating;

Tears of lavender by callmeprismatic: a frustrated artist creates what might be feralist propaganda, and ends up in a wardship. an absolute hidden gem in the setting, criminally under-read.

Dollhouse by PyxxieStyxx: an egg is given an invitation to a mysterious dollhouse, but they definitely arent a doll themselves, definitely not...

Root Privileges by shitpostleft: a comedic story about a failgirl affini systems admin and her friends trying to get her to go outside. inspired by the idea of affini-swapping the cast of wellness check.

Ramifaction by fuckingterrify: a lawyer has her mind slowly eroded by the biorhythms of her Affini guardian. This story does some incredibly clever things, and is one of my absolute favorite stories in the entire setting.

Artful Manipulation by floof_likes_plants: while I am known as The Pladdy Writer, I was not the first. This story was, and it rules. An irate affini surgeon ends up helping a human who gets under his skin.

Empty shell by stimulacrum: an emotionally empty Terran prison guard helps arrange a defense from the alien invaders, until it turns out the invaders aren't quite so bad.

Irregular orbits by rocketmermaid: a safety scout on an outpost long abandoned by the accord is rescued from a killer solar flare by the affini. what first appears to be gentle help may be more manpulative than it seems. depraved kink and a heartfelt story of reconciliation ensues.

Knock upper bend over by sapphicsounds: a pregnancy kink mob-boss-to-housewife story. I have beta read the full thing, and it's one of the hottest things I have ever read.

Freedom's ember by kanagen: the ramifications of No gods no masters are explored in this sequel story set 60 years later.

Golden Ladder by ashinbloom: a depressed egg is rescued from a solar flare by a strangely human affini, and must navigate life in the compact.

Alder's Prize (M/f) /Adelira's prize (F/f) by Sheepwave and 4WheelSword- Hard noncon forcefem that plays out a lot like the original HDG but with the horny turned up to 11. Has both M/f and F/f versions. it's still my list and I'm still allowed to Include one of mine, plus I cowrote it so it's only half mine.

Sol is Short for Solace by witch_freya and Fluxom: a Terran rebel on the run goes on a hitchhiking space road trip and is constantly getting fucked along the way while her future owners stalks her prey from afar. this one is depraved and i fucking love it.

Angels on her shoulder by pyxxiestyxx: One of the setting's only drone fics, a rebel is given a mysterious latex suit that connects her to an affini from afar, and has to try to get out without being caught by her insane crewmates. yeah I'm including two by my girlfriend and nobody can stop me

[littlemissspiraleyes]

brainwashing an entire group of people all at once? they dont trust you. their friendship is stronger than you. it's a Big Moment so if they don't save themselves a plot contrivance will save them. listen to me. i KNOW its cliche but you HAVE to find the weakest link and hypnotize them first so they do the work for you. you NEED an in. you're not special. (i take a long drag of my Super Flamin' Hot Cheeto) look. Look. i understand you're excited. you want the big leagues. worshippers. high priestesses. the whole nine yards. you think you're all that and a bag of cheetos. but you GOTTA realize that someone's charisma stat in that group's higher than yours, AND people already trust 'em, AND AND AND they probably got all kindsa secrets n' wards up their sleevies. don't come in through the window, come in through the back door. yeah? okay. good talk. i gotta jet. (i step back into my summoning circle, tossing you the bag of cheetos) and hey, you keep these, yeah? next time i'm up here i wanna see you with a decent-sized following. you got your heart in the wrong place. which is the right place, far as we're concerned. war. (this is my way of saying "peace.") (i flip the bird and big shadowy hands drag me down back to the layer of hell for people who pet cats with cheeto dust on their hands)

[littlemissspiraleyes]

hypnotize me and make secret triggers i forget about. one makes weed turn into an aphrodisiac without me even realizing. you control how much i smoke, pushing the joint to my lips hit after hit until i can barely keep my eyes open. you take my cart and start playing with my clit through my wet panties, and make me hit the sticky cart over and over again….

[littlemissspiraleyes]

GOON BOT

Kidnapped, drugged, and bound to her chair.

Once I’m done with her these hypno clips will be permanently engraved in her brain. She won’t be able to think of anything or anyone else.

[littlemissspiraleyes]

“You’re such a good toy, sweetie.” Your hypnotist said, one hand brushing softly down your cheek. “So easy to play with. So easy to make weak, and helpless. But that’s just natural, isn’t it? With every gentle word, you sink deeper into my control. Deeper into my power.”

“Do you know when you lost the ability to think for yourself? Do you care? Of course you don’t.” Your eyelids fluttered, but remained closed. It was too much effort to try to contradict them. “You think what I tell you to think. You care about what I want you to care about.”

Their hand on your cheek moved to the bridge of your nose and began to make soft, slow strokes, down to the tip. “And right now, all you care about is sinking deeper. Under my thumb, under my spell.” Each brush of their finger brought you deeper. Made it harder to think.

“Do you have any hope of resistance, pet?” They let out a soft laugh, that tinkled through your brain. “Of course not. Not anymore. Not unless I wanted you to.” The brushes down your nose stopped, but you didn’t open your eyes. You didn’t do anything.

“I don’t want you to resist. I want you to be blank, and empty, and mine. A good toy for me to play with. And I will play with you, pet.” You heard them lean closer to you. The softness of their as they studied your face mixed with their perfume to clog your mind even more.

“Pleasure. Pain. Every trigger I can cram in that weak, helpless mind. So much brainwashing, and programming. Anything and everything I can think of. You’re all mine, toy. So, I’m going to turn you into whatever I want you to be, and you’re going to love it, isn’t that right?”

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[littlemissspiraleyes]

affini whos saliva is a xenodrug cocktail of As and Cs

floret who demands kisses from said affini all the time

[littlemissspiraleyes]

i just want to be an empty doll

[littlemissspiraleyes]

I wish someone would trigger me mid conversation. Not a full blown trance trigger. (altho that would be hot) But just enogh so that my mind is pulled too a stop and not knowing why. Like forgetting a Word out of the blue but its the entire thought process at the moment. Just minding my business chatting or texting with someone and a snap or a quick spiral that is deleted moments after. I've forgotten what I was talking about and needing too ask them? ''So this coffee place is really goo-.. *snap*'' ''What was I talking about? Oh yes! it feels sooo good too just sink into trance!!...'' Just having my entire conversations controlled without me knowing would be so hot!

[littlemissspiraleyes]

Brainwashing is good for me brainwashing is pleasure I'm agood girl good girls obey good girls run their mind away blank is better brainwashing is good for me brainwashing is pleasure I'm a good girl

[littlemissspiraleyes]

I was rude to my owner and know she disabled my orgasm driver. Help

Sorry bot, it'd be a breach of my ToS to help you out here <3

[littlemissspiraleyes]

A segment from the hdg fic im writing.

tws for ego death as well as normal hdg stuff.

A floret stares out the window. No thoughts run through their mind, only empty, blissful pleasure at anything and everything. The thing can’t tell where “I” begin and Nova ends, or even if an “I” or an “we” exist. There is no panic or shock, only pleasure. Something can’t tell if it likes this. That fact brings pleasure to the trembling body.

Something look outside. There are florets and their affini walking in the nearby park. There are rows and rows of pretty flowers. The ember sky paints everything in gorgeous yellows and oranges. In the tree closest to the hab there is a blue bird. An affini grabs it and puts it in a cage. They give it to their pet. The floret plays with it gently.

Something sings “Just like that blue bird...” It is out of tune and off-beat. The words are slurred to incomprehensibility. That’s a big word that A thing forgot the meaning of. It must not be important.

An affini and their floret are playing with a beautiful blue bird in a cage. The blue contrasts the reddening false sky of the hab ring.

Something sings “Just like that blue bird.” It took several seconds to get it out, although time is now meaningless. Only bliss remains in the thing’s head.

A floret pets a blue bird. If something could focus, it might be able to hear it chirping. Focus doesn’t exist now.

Something sings “blue bird.” It takes more and more effort to speak. There is no need to speak, the only thing that it needs to do is be a good pet for mistress.

A blue bird.

Something moans in tune to a song that was once its favourite. The concept of “favourites” left its mind a long time ago.

Blue bird.

He got his release. Something will not, and it knows it won’t in a deep part of their brain kept locked down by the xenodrugs.

And then, there was nothing. There doesn’t need to be anything. There was only happiness, unending and infinite. And something saw that it was good.

[littlemissspiraleyes]

sdrunked frm vet. Mnnies 😡

dwhy yu'd made mistrss make lhgs all bnnuy?! Had ta fstolp materspiece!

Xeodurgies mae it ish beters thogh 😊

[littlemissspiraleyes]

I need to be collared so bad and rubbed with vines all over till the bad thoughts go away and I can see myself in the mirror

-Cassie, a totally independent Terran

[littlemissspiraleyes]

So I got a moth infestation in my head.

Briony Oxalis, the Spider and Montsechia from How A Floret Fucks Around / Finds Out.

Also Csilla from Puppy Paws!

[littlemissspiraleyes]

"My son turned out fine"

sir your daughter writes microfiction about being dismembered and turned into an object by a pretty woman.

[littlemissspiraleyes]

The fact I don't have a Haustoric is transphobic along with the fact I am not sitting in an Affini's lap while she hums, and I end up getting forced to hum along with her is as well I think