As your mind follows my pretty dress~
Down~
Loose~
Open~
Until that dress reaches it's end
Your eyes fall on my smooth, pretty legs~

And just like my dress is gone from your vision~
Your mind is gone too~
Just empty and drooling as you stare at my pretty legs~
My good pet~

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The soft fabric flowing down~
Perhaps a warm red~
Or royal purple~
The gentle folds and curves as it follows my body~

The way the cling of the fabric shows off my body, just a little~
From my shoulders, flowing down~
Down~
And down further~

Loosening and opening at my waist~
Down~
And loose~
(2/3)

A simple curse could be fun~
One to silence you~
All I have to do is shush you...
Push a little magic through my finger~

And done~!
No more words can escape those lips~
Until I dispel the curse of course

I won't do that for free of course~
You'll have to find a way to beg
Without words, that is~

You were safer in a group, after all~
Safer to be with Miss Ellen~
So you let her into your head~
Replacing everything else that isn't important

You were being brainwashed~
Corrupted~
But it's okay~
It's safer this way
It's better for you to join the group
Isn't that right~?

#inkyfluffshypnovember

And now, you were next~
They held you still, all smiling~
They filled your head with their matching voices~
They filled your vision with their matching appearances~

Your thoughts were starting to fade
Starting to change
Replaced with two simple words
Miss Ellen~
And you wanted to fit in, now~
(6/7)

They didn't respond to their own names anymore
Whatever was happening to them, it was too late~
Each person you spoke to answered the same
Correcting you
Telling you that their name is "Miss Ellen"
And then, the door lock clicked

You were trapped now, it seems, with them all
With the "Ellens"
(5/7)

Besides, the order was still out
You still had to stick close to them, to stay safe
And the more you went out together, you noticed others
Other groups all starting to blend with each other
Green eyes
Orange hair

You thought that maybe you should escape but
When you spoke to your roommates...
(4/7)

Did they always have green eyes?
Did they always have such wide smiles?
And...when did they start dyeing their hair?

It was just a single orange streak at first
But in the coming days, it seemed to spread~
It was as if they were...transforming
But that can't be right, can it?
Of course not~
(3/7)

But something was wrong
There was no information being found, even after months
Just more mysterious disappearances
With no sign of struggle

And something was off with your roommates too
Something about their appearance, but you couldn't quite put your finger on it
But something's wrong
(2/7)

Maybe you'll start to realise
You've always been submissive~
You've always been devoted~
You've always been loyal~

That other you that I implanted
It only makes sense that it's the secondary one, right?
The one that you use less often
The one that doesn't crave to serve me~

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An alter ego built on submission to Miss Ellen~
An identity built on devotion to Miss Ellen~
That can be switched in and out at a moment's notice~

You might switch with that alter ego more often over time
With enough sessions~
And who knows...
Maybe you'll lose track of which is the original~
(3/4)

I can help form that alter ego for you
That different identity for you to use
You can trust me with that~

All you have to do is let me into your head~
Set "you" aside for a while
And give suggestions for a temporary new you~
An alter ego that you can switch between and use~
As you see fit~
(2/4)

And as I slip that jewellery onto them
They sink
They become my mindless thrall

Eventually they would need to remove that jewellery, but
Never for too long
The longer they wear it
The more permanent the effect
The more desperate to wear it more

So
What's your favourite gem~?
#inkyfluffshyonovember

And watching them drop back into my control~
Until I take the jewel away again, that is~

Over the following days, i hypnotise them again
Reinforcing that suggestion deeper and deeper~
Until finally...

A gift
A necklace or bracelet usually
One that lets them wear the jewel~
Wear their trance~
(3/4)

I slip the suggestion into their mind

As long as this jewel touches your skin, you'll be in trance~
You'll be mindless~
You'll be obedient~
You'll be mine~

As they accept that suggestion
As they let that jewel gain power over them
I wake them up to test~

Placing that jewel on their forehead
(2/4)

The angel whispering endlessly into one ear
"You should submit to Miss Ellen~"

The devil cackling into the other
"You should surrender to Miss Ellen~"

There's nothing suspicious, of course~
They agree, so it makes sense that it's what you should do~
So listen~
Become mine~

#inkyfluffshypnovember

It's not like the angel on your shoulder could have been...
Hypnotized~
Corrupted~
Or brainwashed~

And there's no way that the devil could have been too
It doesn't matter that they're suggesting things that are...
Unrelated to what's happening~

Those distinct, vacant voices
Saying one thing~
(3/4)

Those two voices
The angel and devil
They've been agreeing a little more often lately~

Their voices still distinct, yet in full agreement
Surely that means it's definitely the right thing to do, right~?
It's okay if the angel's voice seems a little more distant
A little more monotone, right~?
(2/4)

The last two posts were closer together because I wasn't feeling great yesterday, should be back to daily posts for the rest of the month~