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Mind Control — Supernatural mental powers
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The Curse of Corrupting Comments (Open) by MegaMarshmallow
Corrupt and control women as they struggle to fight off the voice in their head (you) that keeps driving them towards sluttier, sexier and degrading situations. Build up their corruption points to make biggger and badder corruptions possible.
- 5,948 Likes
- 1,192,473 Views
- 25 Chapters Deep
- English
- Mind Control
- 3rd Person, Female
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Impregnation Games by whatever3132
A mysterious floating ball with a face appears in a girl's locker room. It makes the hot, fertile 18-year-olds play a game. All of them are ovulating. If they can escape the school without having sex, they won't be impregnated! Easy, right? By the way, the school is now full of horny high schoolers, handsy teachers, and sexual deviants. Also, if any of these men touch one of the girls they will be to do what the guys say for twenty minutes. Aaaaaaand, if you get impregnated you will be the male's sex forever. Still, easy, right? LET THE GAMES BEGIN!
- 1,283 Likes
- 653,083 Views
- 9 Chapters Deep
- English
- Mind Control
- 3rd Person, Female
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The Hypnotherapist by joseph4668
I’m a tenacious blonde journalist, determined to expose hypnotherapy as a sham. My target: Dr. Victor Kane, a world-renowned hypnotist whose reputation precedes him. Confident in my skepticism, I strike a bold deal with him—if he can’t hypnotize me to do whatever he wants for as long as he chooses, I’ll use my platform to debunk his craft. But if he succeeds, it’ll prove hypnotherapy’s power and serve as a global advertisement for his industry. I’m certain I’ll win. Under the dim glow of his office, Kane’s voice weaves a spell I can’t resist. I sink into a deep trance, unaware of the command he implants: every time my phone rings, I’ll strip completely naked, no matter where I am, and strut through public spaces with my arms raised high, exposing myself for a full hour. The trigger is unbreakable, etched into my subconscious. The first call comes during a crowded press conference. My phone buzzes, and before I can stop myself, my clothes hit the floor. I parade through the stunned crowd, arms up, body bare, a spectacle for all to see. My colleagues, sensing a viral story, gleefully dial my number during live broadcasts, at galas, in busy city squares—each ring stripping me of dignity as cameras flash and headlines scream. The world watches my humiliation, and my own newsroom profits from the coverage, turning my ordeal into their gain. , I beg Kane to undo the trance. He refuses, his smirk reminding me of our deal. I ditch my phone, but it doesn’t matter—the trigger persists. Any call to my number, from anywhere, sets me off. I strip in parks, malls, even during interviews, leaving my clothes behind as I march naked, helpless, for an hour each time. When the trance lifts, I’m left scrambling, often finding my clothes stolen, forcing me to navigate the city exposed, again and again. The world knows my shame, my career is in tatters, and yet, a strange thrill pulses through me each time I obey the trigger—a secret I can’t admit, even to myself.
- 28 Likes
- 4,464 Views
- 4 Chapters Deep
- English
- Mind Control
- 1st Person, Female
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Tangled in a Trance by joseph4668
Synopsis: Tangled in a Trance I’m a fierce, blonde-haired journalist in a bustling city, hell-bent on exposing hypnotherapy as a sham. My target: a renowned hypnotherapist whose charm and success irk me to no end. I pursue him relentlessly, my pen poised to ruin his career with a scathing exposé. After a heated back-and-forth, he throws down a challenge: one session. If he fails to hypnotize me, I can humiliate him publicly, ending his practice. But if he succeeds, my subconscious will obey his commands, proving his craft’s legitimacy and serving as free marketing. I accept, smirking, certain I’ll crush him. The session begins, and I’m smug, convinced my willpower is ironclad. But as his voice weaves its spell, my confidence wavers. He plants triggers: every text I receive prompts me to unbutton or remove one piece of clothing, and every phone call forces me to strip completely naked for minutes, wherever I am. He lets me leave, thinking I’ve won, my article half-written to destroy him. The hypnotherapist toys with me, sending strategically timed texts and calls that catch me in public, just out of sight. I’m determined to expose him, but each trigger proves he’s already won. My article falters as I struggle to manage my unraveling dignity. The thrill of the close calls mix with sheer embarrassment, my face burning as I plot my escape. Back at the news station, my friends sense something’s off. They prod, playfully sending texts to test me, unaware they’re triggering my exposure. A blouse opens on set, just off-camera; I laugh it off, but my voice quakes. I can’t explain why I need them to stop without risking their exploitation of me for ratings. They uncover the truth—my deal with the hypnotherapist—and turn it into a front-page story. Gleefully, they reveal my triggers: texts and calls. For maximum suspense, they leak my phone number one digit per day on air, inviting the public to “test” hypnotherapy’s power. Each broadcast drives me wild with dread, my phone a ticking bomb. Strangers begin texting, each ping stripping away another layer, forcing me into alleys or bathrooms to obey. I beg friends to stop contacting me, but can’t reveal why, knowing they’ll weaponize it against me. The hypnotherapist revels in my unraveling, his playful taunts stoking the indecent thrill of each near-exposure. Tension builds as I navigate close calls—unbuttoning at work , stripping during catholic church service while everyone's eyes are closed in prayer. My cheeks stay flushed, my body quivers at the thought of the next trigger. I scramble to anticipate texts and calls, but the randomness keeps me off-balance. The power play between us crackles: my drive to humiliate him clashes with his slow, deliberate exposure of me. My friends’ playful betrayal at the station, chasing ratings, heightens my desperation. As the final digit of my number airs, the city’s texts flood in, and I face the ultimate test of managing my spontaneous indecency, humiliated yet electrified by the hypnotherapist’s victory and my own total, public & undeniable surrender broadcasted for all the world to see in broad daylight.
- 24 Likes
- 4,655 Views
- 12 Chapters Deep
- English
- Mind Control
- 1st Person, Female
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Bimbo or Billionaire by Kindred
Various guests are to play on a show that could give them incredible rewards...or catastrophic changes.
- 13,766 Likes
- 2,931,366 Views
- 26 Chapters Deep
- English
- Mind Control
- 3rd Person, Female
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Path Of Pleasure by RobinWrites
In the not to distance future the world has changed. People are struggling to survive outlaw gameshow like organizations setup offering people a better life. Food, comfortable living an easy life. The catch you must make your way through one of their elaborate mazes. One of these game shows the Path Of Pleasure is a bit different. A dark and kinky maze of sexual puzzles where gas masked cat suit wearing drones stalk the halls. Where the voice of the mistress voice is law and you must always obey the voice of the mistress of the path of pleasure. Multiple contestants each face challenges along their way to hopefully get to glory and maybe even a bit of pleasure .
- 1,157 Likes
- 406,286 Views
- 20 Chapters Deep
- English
- Mind Control
- 3rd Person, Female
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Short Mind Control Stories by wicker
Stories from one chapter to just a few chapters long
- 374 Likes
- 99,216 Views
- 10 Chapters Deep
- English
- Mind Control
- 1st Person, Female
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Remote control by paner
a couple of friends get their hands on some old technology and decide to use it.
- 17 Likes
- 1,666 Views
- 1 Chapters Deep
- English
- Mind Control
- 3rd Person, Female
