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Into the usual kinks...mind control, hypno, etc.
Caleb wiped his sweaty brow and gladly chugged Dr. Danvers' ice-cold spiked lemonade on his break. The citrus immediately fuzzed his thoughts.
"Unbutton my work pants and lower my gray boxers? Sure, Doc," he hears himself say in a dream-like voice. It felt good to obey and stroke.
"Unbutton my work pants and lower my gray boxers? Sure, Doc," he hears himself say in a dream-like voice. It felt good to obey and stroke.
February 18, 2026 at 2:31 AM
Caleb wiped his sweaty brow and gladly chugged Dr. Danvers' ice-cold spiked lemonade on his break. The citrus immediately fuzzed his thoughts.
"Unbutton my work pants and lower my gray boxers? Sure, Doc," he hears himself say in a dream-like voice. It felt good to obey and stroke.
"Unbutton my work pants and lower my gray boxers? Sure, Doc," he hears himself say in a dream-like voice. It felt good to obey and stroke.
Cole Harrington waits in his car in nothing but tight red briefs. The suburban dad doesn't remember anything since receiving Master's call and the trigger words. Mind now empty, cock throbbing, he waits obediently for his assigned hookup. Programming pulses deep. Good daddies obey.
February 17, 2026 at 3:11 AM
Cole Harrington waits in his car in nothing but tight red briefs. The suburban dad doesn't remember anything since receiving Master's call and the trigger words. Mind now empty, cock throbbing, he waits obediently for his assigned hookup. Programming pulses deep. Good daddies obey.
Jeb stirred on the couch, groggy haze lifting to the wet slurps on his throbbing daddy cock. His 18yo son Bobby gazed up, eyes glowing hypnotic blue, moaning "Daddy dick tastes so good." Infection surged through Jeb's veins—now he's lost, craving his boy's hungry mouth forever.
February 16, 2026 at 8:04 PM
Jeb stirred on the couch, groggy haze lifting to the wet slurps on his throbbing daddy cock. His 18yo son Bobby gazed up, eyes glowing hypnotic blue, moaning "Daddy dick tastes so good." Infection surged through Jeb's veins—now he's lost, craving his boy's hungry mouth forever.
Blake executed KAA.exe. Immediate, ecstasy flooded his balls, cock rock-hard and dripping precum onto his abs. He squeezed one eye shut, trembling. The monitor throbbed: "Both eyes if you please." His fist wrapped his shaft, pumping mindlessly for Master as obedience consumed him.
February 16, 2026 at 7:40 PM
Blake executed KAA.exe. Immediate, ecstasy flooded his balls, cock rock-hard and dripping precum onto his abs. He squeezed one eye shut, trembling. The monitor throbbed: "Both eyes if you please." His fist wrapped his shaft, pumping mindlessly for Master as obedience consumed him.
Professor Cunningham raised his NeuroPulse gun on another student looking for extra credit. The jock convulsed, will shattering. "Empty and obey," Cunningham whispered. The athlete drooled, cock tenting his briefs. "Yes Professor," Another mind claimed. Total submission.
February 15, 2026 at 10:12 PM
Professor Cunningham raised his NeuroPulse gun on another student looking for extra credit. The jock convulsed, will shattering. "Empty and obey," Cunningham whispered. The athlete drooled, cock tenting his briefs. "Yes Professor," Another mind claimed. Total submission.
Professor Cartwright grinned at the door, NeuroPulse Oscillator hidden. The pizza delivery guyTrey handed over the box: "That'll be $20." One press: FLASH! Trey's eyes rolled back, mind numbed in blissful haze.
"Strip, boy. Worship my cock." Trey obeyed instantly. Yes, best tip of the day: cock.
"Strip, boy. Worship my cock." Trey obeyed instantly. Yes, best tip of the day: cock.
February 15, 2026 at 6:40 PM
Professor Cartwright grinned at the door, NeuroPulse Oscillator hidden. The pizza delivery guyTrey handed over the box: "That'll be $20." One press: FLASH! Trey's eyes rolled back, mind numbed in blissful haze.
"Strip, boy. Worship my cock." Trey obeyed instantly. Yes, best tip of the day: cock.
"Strip, boy. Worship my cock." Trey obeyed instantly. Yes, best tip of the day: cock.
Darin's eyes locked onto the spiral streaming channel. His hand gripped his cock, stroking in perfect rhythm. Watch. Sink. Obey. The swirling patterns rewrote his thoughts with every pump. Deeper. Harder. He didn't want to look away. Good boys stroke and submit.
February 14, 2026 at 9:36 PM
Darin's eyes locked onto the spiral streaming channel. His hand gripped his cock, stroking in perfect rhythm. Watch. Sink. Obey. The swirling patterns rewrote his thoughts with every pump. Deeper. Harder. He didn't want to look away. Good boys stroke and submit.
Chaz found the alien bud in his pot farm. He rolled it, inhaled, green haze blurring his sight. Strip, the voice commanded. Let me in. His clothes hit the floor, cock hard and leaking as the drug melted his mind. He was ready to be taken, used, transformed. He couldn't wait to share the buzz.
February 12, 2026 at 11:35 PM
Chaz found the alien bud in his pot farm. He rolled it, inhaled, green haze blurring his sight. Strip, the voice commanded. Let me in. His clothes hit the floor, cock hard and leaking as the drug melted his mind. He was ready to be taken, used, transformed. He couldn't wait to share the buzz.
Trevor shouldn't have snooped on roommate Kyle's laptop. Kyle had been so spacey... now Trevor knew why. That hypnotic spiral pulled him in—beautiful, endless. Couldn't look away. Didn't want to. Easier to just stare deeper as Kyle stroked his thick cock, melting every every ounce of resistance.
February 12, 2026 at 2:52 AM
Trevor shouldn't have snooped on roommate Kyle's laptop. Kyle had been so spacey... now Trevor knew why. That hypnotic spiral pulled him in—beautiful, endless. Couldn't look away. Didn't want to. Easier to just stare deeper as Kyle stroked his thick cock, melting every every ounce of resistance.
Jim watched as his nanobot-rich cum flooded the older CEO David's mouth. They had met in the hotel bar and Jim watched now as David's eyes glazed as tiny bots rewired his corporate mind. "You'll serve the company perfectly, recruit," Jim whispered. David nodded, ready to serve his new directives.
February 8, 2026 at 9:11 PM
Jim watched as his nanobot-rich cum flooded the older CEO David's mouth. They had met in the hotel bar and Jim watched now as David's eyes glazed as tiny bots rewired his corporate mind. "You'll serve the company perfectly, recruit," Jim whispered. David nodded, ready to serve his new directives.
Denny Denison found the puka shell necklace glinting on the beach. He draped it on, sighing as warmth spread. Unseen alien tendrils slithered up his neck, piercing his brain. Relax... obey... crave cock... Cum erupted, reprogramming him. Now mindless, looking to spread the shell,
February 8, 2026 at 8:58 PM
Denny Denison found the puka shell necklace glinting on the beach. He draped it on, sighing as warmth spread. Unseen alien tendrils slithered up his neck, piercing his brain. Relax... obey... crave cock... Cum erupted, reprogramming him. Now mindless, looking to spread the shell,
It was supposed to be a mid-year performance review, but Caleb Connor was now on his knees in Reginald Rynolds' office, chin lifted and desperate. His hungry tongue now thick with delicious Ooze. He will spread infectious fun and dripping Ooze everywhere. Yes. Submit. Obey. Feel the Ooze.
February 7, 2026 at 6:24 PM
It was supposed to be a mid-year performance review, but Caleb Connor was now on his knees in Reginald Rynolds' office, chin lifted and desperate. His hungry tongue now thick with delicious Ooze. He will spread infectious fun and dripping Ooze everywhere. Yes. Submit. Obey. Feel the Ooze.
Tate Unger, 25, drones on "When you got Ivan's ooze the fun never ends" as fresh ooze leaks from his ass. His landlord Mr. Jenkins, 49, buttons his shirt, preparing to knock on 3B, the apartment next door, cock hard and ready for the next victim.
February 6, 2026 at 10:49 PM
Tate Unger, 25, drones on "When you got Ivan's ooze the fun never ends" as fresh ooze leaks from his ass. His landlord Mr. Jenkins, 49, buttons his shirt, preparing to knock on 3B, the apartment next door, cock hard and ready for the next victim.
Cade Williams moaned as his dad's purple ooze-coated cock pounded his prostate relentlessly, each thrust erasing his mind. With Ivan's Ooze, the pleasure never ends—only his total submission to his father's hypnotic rhythm, That deepened forever. They both serve the Ooze now.
February 5, 2026 at 1:32 AM
Cade Williams moaned as his dad's purple ooze-coated cock pounded his prostate relentlessly, each thrust erasing his mind. With Ivan's Ooze, the pleasure never ends—only his total submission to his father's hypnotic rhythm, That deepened forever. They both serve the Ooze now.
Derek Dabney's face locked in a permanent grin, the virus hijacking his mind and motor functions. He stroked his throbbing cock mindlessly, eyes glazed, seeking new hosts to share his infectious smile and relentless pleasure with. You want to join him, don't you? The thought makes you smile.
February 4, 2026 at 3:17 AM
Derek Dabney's face locked in a permanent grin, the virus hijacking his mind and motor functions. He stroked his throbbing cock mindlessly, eyes glazed, seeking new hosts to share his infectious smile and relentless pleasure with. You want to join him, don't you? The thought makes you smile.
Never one to turn down a chance to spark one with a bro, Davey was only to willing to take a hit off of Kal's fatty. Before too long, the Mind Meld would have him on his knees, blissed out on a different hog. Another good skaterboi for Master.
February 1, 2026 at 5:11 PM
Never one to turn down a chance to spark one with a bro, Davey was only to willing to take a hit off of Kal's fatty. Before too long, the Mind Meld would have him on his knees, blissed out on a different hog. Another good skaterboi for Master.
Kal Peters sparked the "Mind Melt" chronic bud, thick smoke swirling into his lungs. His mind soon dissolved in euphoric fog. His hand gripped his throbbing cock, stroking mindlessly as he droned, "I'll be Master's good stoner bro... forever." The rest of the lads in the skate park were next.
February 1, 2026 at 4:47 PM
Kal Peters sparked the "Mind Melt" chronic bud, thick smoke swirling into his lungs. His mind soon dissolved in euphoric fog. His hand gripped his throbbing cock, stroking mindlessly as he droned, "I'll be Master's good stoner bro... forever." The rest of the lads in the skate park were next.
Kai thrashed as they snapped the mind control shell necklace around his neck, but when alien tendrils penetrated his brain core, he came, uttering total submission. He understood everything. He can't wait for Dad and his brother to get home. Conversion awaits them, too.
January 31, 2026 at 6:19 PM
Kai thrashed as they snapped the mind control shell necklace around his neck, but when alien tendrils penetrated his brain core, he came, uttering total submission. He understood everything. He can't wait for Dad and his brother to get home. Conversion awaits them, too.
Handyman Hank Hillman who told his client Dr. Dillard that he didn't mind if Dillard played music while he worked, but soon the pulsing beat and subliminal lyrics had him a hard and horny. The handyman was soon willing to fill any hole with his drill.
January 31, 2026 at 3:34 AM
Handyman Hank Hillman who told his client Dr. Dillard that he didn't mind if Dillard played music while he worked, but soon the pulsing beat and subliminal lyrics had him a hard and horny. The handyman was soon willing to fill any hole with his drill.
The park ranger had initially creeped Riley out, insisting he take a pair of shades and put them on. Once on his head, Riley was blinded by pulsing colors. He stripped and played with his hole, eagerly waiting for the ranger to finish his programing by fucking the straight out of him.
January 24, 2026 at 10:20 PM
The park ranger had initially creeped Riley out, insisting he take a pair of shades and put them on. Once on his head, Riley was blinded by pulsing colors. He stripped and played with his hole, eagerly waiting for the ranger to finish his programing by fucking the straight out of him.
His brain short-circuited by pleasure, Wyatt could only repeat his new manta: "When you've got the ooze inside of you, the fun never ends."
He couldn't wait to share the ooze with his dad and 18 year old little brother. He could feel his balls fill with ooze in anticipation.
He couldn't wait to share the ooze with his dad and 18 year old little brother. He could feel his balls fill with ooze in anticipation.
January 24, 2026 at 10:07 PM
His brain short-circuited by pleasure, Wyatt could only repeat his new manta: "When you've got the ooze inside of you, the fun never ends."
He couldn't wait to share the ooze with his dad and 18 year old little brother. He could feel his balls fill with ooze in anticipation.
He couldn't wait to share the ooze with his dad and 18 year old little brother. He could feel his balls fill with ooze in anticipation.
With a flash of light, the spiral caught Don’s eyes and the colors melted his will. Hands peel down the zipper as his fist obeys.
Good daddies stroke for Master—each pump a pledge, each drop a hymn, until he kneels, begging for the next flash to own him deeper.
Good daddies stroke for Master—each pump a pledge, each drop a hymn, until he kneels, begging for the next flash to own him deeper.
January 20, 2026 at 11:13 PM
With a flash of light, the spiral caught Don’s eyes and the colors melted his will. Hands peel down the zipper as his fist obeys.
Good daddies stroke for Master—each pump a pledge, each drop a hymn, until he kneels, begging for the next flash to own him deeper.
Good daddies stroke for Master—each pump a pledge, each drop a hymn, until he kneels, begging for the next flash to own him deeper.
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Surfer boy Kai's sun-kissed eyes locked onto the swirling spiral, haze descending like ocean fog. His hand pumped his thick surfer cock relentlessly, gooning his brains to mush for Master. Every stroke erased resistance, his IQ dripped away with every bead of precum. Good boys surrender completely.
January 19, 2026 at 3:14 AM
Surfer boy Kai's sun-kissed eyes locked onto the swirling spiral, haze descending like ocean fog. His hand pumped his thick surfer cock relentlessly, gooning his brains to mush for Master. Every stroke erased resistance, his IQ dripped away with every bead of precum. Good boys surrender completely.
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