#bunbothypnovember
Poor darlings need a guiding hand.
Who else would give it to them but me?
Comforting words, lead their obedience to me.
Pull the reins, draw their praise, put them in their pretty lil' place.
You'll belong to me. You'll tell me that you belong to me.
#bunbothypnovember
Pencil skirt hugging her hips.
Sharp glasses, hair down from her messy bun.
Hypnotic clack of heels over the office floor.
Your mandatory break, punctual, timely.
Shoved down from your seat, no resistance.
Against her aching feet, from stuffy heels.
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Hypnotized? Don't be silly.
Your eyes were just drawn that way.
It adds to your ditzy character and figure, of course.
Ballooned tits bigger than your head, waist thinner than your arms.
You'll look fantastic on the screen, darling. Just hold that pose—
#bunbothypnovember
Drop everything to be your favorite character.
Too long of shipping, and it finally arrives.
The costume's exquisite, flaunt your outfit...
But someone has plans for you.
Drop you down as someone else.
A day as your character will fix you plenty...
#bunbothypnovember
Chase that high score. One life after another.
Drop another quarter in.
Further, and further...
Drop another quarter in.
Last level, maybe you'll quit...
Drop another quarter in.
You need to finish the game... Almost there...
Drop another quarter in.
#bunbothypnovember
Tight to your ass, chest bulging out.
Your legs are and aren't covered...
The heels are killing your legs, while killer for the figure.
You'd say the only thing salvageable is the name tag...
But your humiliation is on full display like a uniform.
#bunbothypnovember
The allure of the siren song. No sailor is immune.
Tales, lyrics of a great pirate's fortune.
Perhaps about loving a mermaid so beautiful...
Dropping off the side of the ship...
Dragged down below the waves...
Now knowing the allure of the siren song.
#bunbothypnovember
Your one weakness, exploited, drew you into a trap.
A new villainess on the scene wants nothing to do with heroes.
You'd look much better as a civilian. Subservient as you are.
She moves to do your makeover, while you watch her pretty screens…
#bunbothypnovember
One poor adventure made prey to a drider.
Most excellent hunters, trapping you in their web.
One drider closes in. You brace for death...
But it never comes. More webbing...
Vulnerable and bound, your body is worshipped.
A wonderful toy, you will become.
#bunbothypnovember
Cheeks flush, room spinning.
Sleepy and full of energy all at the same time.
You could party hard, or take a nap.
The second you stand, you might drop like a rock.
What a wonderful buzz, slurring your words.
Down, dwom, down inot yur woonderfful buzuzzz
#bunbothypnovember
Dark room, messy pajamas, breasts too large to hold.
Glasses hung off your face, wire-lined buck teeth poking out pursed lips.
A picturesque geek struggling to get off, eyes locked with fictional girls on a swirling screen, a virtual chase of dopamine.