Jack Dover sat hunched over his cluttered desk, the soft glow of his monitor casting a faint blue tint across his face. It was getting late, but he felt restless. His current gig—a low-budget podcast series on urban legends—paid the bills, but it wasn’t exactly career-defining. He leaned back, cracking his knuckles, and let out a frustrated sigh. He’d been r...
Summary: Cock sucker's training is advanced to hypno videos on anal sex. WARNING PLEASE READ: -This is a hypnosis story with potentially influential subliminal messages within it. -The story also contains hypnosis video scenes. -So if you begin behaving differently after reading this story and all your friends start pointing fingers, don't come crying to...
As i finished up the last connection on my invention I could barely hide my excitement. I had been working on this project for nearly a year and now it was finished. A device that would tap into a person's brain waves and implant subliminal messages into their brains as if they were their own thoughts. And to top t off I was able to disguise it to look like...
Somewhere in a hidden bunker, a mad scientist named Dr. Bedlam cackled with glee. He'd finally cracked the code. He'd figured out how to input powerful subliminal messages into music that lowered inhibitions, raised libidos, and created certain mental compulsions in the women who heard them. He decided to run a few beta tests. He hacked into a network of cam...
“It’s all over, Tech!” Batman declared. He glanced to his right and saw Commissioner Gordon fleeing the Mad Hatter’s warehouse lair with the Mayor’s daughter, Catherine, in tow. The kidnapping of the Mayor’s daughter had gripped the city. It had taken Batman days to find the Hatter’s lair. When he finally did track down where Jervis Tetch was hiding the inno...
-Keegan- "Keegan! It's been too long!" my mom squealed when she opened the door. She got on her tip-toes and wrapped her arms around my neck. I picked her up and spun her around, relishing in the delight that I got just from being in her presence, it had been too long and I intended to never let this much time pass between visits. The aroma of dinner crept...
"So tell me, Doc, am I a sick fuck or what?" I asked as I paused in the middle of my story. My tale was my reason for the appointment with the company shrink. "I am not here to judge your actions," replied the man in the big leather chair. Why do these guys always sit in the big chairs while you lay on some uncomfortable sofa-type thing? "Is it possible...
I watched Julie wipe the cloth over the round wooden bar table and lift away three more glasses for cleaning and as she straightened I caught her eye and smiled at her for the umpteenth time that night. She returned my smile knowingly, displaying a perfect set of pearly white teeth that never failed to dazzle me. What pleasure I took, as I watched her move b...
Maybe someone can shed some light on this one. I've thought about it a lot, and I'll confess - I just don't seem to get it. Is it the role models little girls grow up with? Is it buried among the subliminal messages young women pick up through pop culture? Is it what they think we want? Is it what we want? Or is it a behavior buried so deeply in their geneti...
Years ago I knew this classy, pretty, smart, sweet, outgoing doctor. Everybody loved her. I happened to run into an article about her recently, started spinning a yarn around the memory of her, and this story emerged. Little of it, sadly, is true. I don't have any plans for a sequel, but welcome all suggestions. I can always use a good idea. Next up is a...