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Duth "Chloe" Olec
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35 and getting older. Leave if you're under 18! Cute silly hypnosnakerotica and romance by an ace genderfog cloud. You can find my works here https://cloudycuckoocosmos.com/hypnosisnakerotica/
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Now I'm imagining that "I can make her worse" shirt of Pomni from The Amazing Digital Circus, but it's a picture of Jewelyn.
November 30, 2025 at 5:28 AM
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she's the one who's gonna get you
November 30, 2025 at 5:26 AM
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There was going to be mermaid art once but it kinda fell through.
November 30, 2025 at 4:10 AM
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I like hearing that someone's reread something I wrote a lot.
November 30, 2025 at 4:09 AM
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heheheh
November 30, 2025 at 4:08 AM
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Honestly that's probably mostly because that'd enter more horror than horny for me, and maybe that's partly because it would involve, like, actual sex
November 30, 2025 at 4:07 AM
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Oh, that's referring to CartoonZombie's Dee, they kind of became a recurring companion for Jb.
November 30, 2025 at 3:25 AM
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I'm pretty sure she had no idea what Dr. Fara's gun was going to do.
November 30, 2025 at 3:22 AM
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Enna could absolutely pull off a Bugs Bunny role.
Now that I think about it, Anne is kinda greedy, she's not completely unlike middle years Daffy (or as I like to put it, Dr. Jerkyll (to the Mr. Hyper))
November 30, 2025 at 1:06 AM
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She is nothing without her powers because without her powers had the fewest votes later on...
November 30, 2025 at 1:02 AM
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Sorry Lila, the votes were in. Jewelyn is gone.
unless someone comms me to write about her sometime in the future because that's really the only reason the evil Lila came back.
Anyway, that ends the Match of Fates! All that was left was to conduct the final match of the tournament!
#Hypnovember
“I don’t know what that freak I certainly never met before was talking about. I’m not pitiful.” She twists and blows a kiss to the audience and sticks her long tongue out as she strokes her breasts with a hand and sticks up her snake butt. “I’m a love goddess, right, audience?” At least half the audience cheers in a mix of affirmation and sighs. Lila groans and rubs her head as she rises. She blinks and looks at Jb. Jb turns as she says her name. “Jb, you saved me.” Jb laughs and waves at Lila. “Oh my no, little Lila, while perhaps yes my actions did save you, I assure you it was in no way my aim.” “Really?” Lila asks. “No part of Jewelyn in there did that to try and save me, and maybe prove herself worthy of redemption?” Jb looks away. “Really now, I don’t know of whom you’re speaking of, so I’m afraid I cannot answer that for you.” “I wonder,” Lila says. Is Jewelyn still in there? Did she choose Jb for good? Would there be a way to help the real Jewelyn? “Did you know this would happen?” Veda asks. She sits in her VIP booth, watching everyone on the field regain their bearings as she speaks on her phone. “I had a pretty good idea it would turn out this way,” I told her. “I wasn’t sure if Jewelyn would do it to save Lila or bring back Jb, but I figured something would push her this way. People like bad endings, but they like them less when it happens to established characters they’ve come to love.” “You place high value on the power of stories.” “Well, I am an author,” I say. “On that note, I better start preparing for the real final match!” “You’re moving forward with the final match?” Veda asks. “Oh, sure, I’m going to give everyone a break,” I say. “Lila and Jb will need to get back to where they mentally were, Lila especially, she’ll probably need to get comfortable hypnotizing people again, say maybe a week of having her spend quality time with someone?” So we proceed to do a week time skip! Tomorrow, the real final match begins! Lila versus Jb, for reals this time! Will it go the same way as the very first match? We’ve seen more of what Jb can do, and now we know of her past as Jewelyn and how she’s a tragic villain. We’ve seen what Lila looks like corrupted, though, so votes could swap either way! One last match, one last vote, one last set of exhibitions. Watch for that tomorrow!
November 30, 2025 at 1:00 AM
dutholec.bsky.social
then we'd have had two corrupted goddesses to contend with!
Perhaps if Jewelyn had been a lamia as I once considered she could have stayed... ah well!
November 30, 2025 at 1:00 AM
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If Jewelyn had scored higher than Jb, Jewelyn would have returned to rescue Lila from Darmenzi, not wanting her freedom to come at the cost of Lila's freedom. Of course, if the evil Lila had won, then Jewelyn would have failed and become her mind slave--or if Jb had still scored higher than Jewelyn
November 30, 2025 at 1:00 AM
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If the majority would have comforted her and removed Jb from existence, I would have started using Jewelyn as a regular in addition to Jb. We could have seen the alternate universe where Jewelyn becomes a better person, perhaps.
She's cute, and I love her design, but she's dead.
November 30, 2025 at 1:00 AM
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that I consider Jb to no longer be a tragic villain. She now embraces the destructive role of Jb because she wants to.
Fun fact, before this tournament, my plan for introducing Jewelyn was to have a poll asking if people would stop and comfort this sad girl, if it meant that Jb would never have been
November 30, 2025 at 1:00 AM
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Jb won over Jewelyn, and indeed over Lila, so Jewelyn didn't return to save Lila, she returned to bring Jb back. While I feel the agony of Jewelyn considering herself dead and desiring to bring back the only self she's known for too long to pick up the pieces of her dead self, this is the moment...
November 30, 2025 at 1:00 AM
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I believe the results from highest to lowest were Jb, Lila, evil Lila, and Jewelyn. People voted for the status quo, so that was the result, though I forget if the two Jb or two Lila got more votes, sadly I didn't keep those results.
The votes not only determined what the outcome was, but why.
Darmenzi grins as the corrupted Lila sings to the audience, tempting and beckoning them to come down and submit to her as their goddess. Darmenzi looks up at The Cloud in the narrator booth. It’s only a matter of time before that pest up there comes down to give in, as well. (It’s me, they’re thinking of me. I’m not going to go down there, though.) “You know you intensely want to, though,” Darmenzi says. Nope. Totally not. I’m fine up here thanks. Besides, the votes are in. “Votes? You surely don’t think Jewelyn can win over my Lila? She could hardly hope to win against your Lila.” That wasn’t the vote. Darmenzi turns at running footsteps and bends aside as someone lunges and grabs onto their staff. “Turn me back, you creep!” Jewelyn shouts. “Jewelyn is dead! Make me Jb again!” Darmenzi stands not much taller than Jb, but they lift their staff with her hanging on as if she’s no bigger than a bug. “You’re a fool!” Darmenzi laughs. “You actually wish to go back to your cursed state?” “I can’t go back! I no longer exist!” Jewelyn shouts. She grips the staff as if for dear life, even as Darmenzi tries to shake her off. “You’ll sacrifice the lives Jb will take to be her again?” Darmenzi asks. “That’s cold. I like your spunk. But I’m afraid I have a new pet project now.” They spin their staff, yet Jewelyn somehow clings on. “Lila will be a greater goddess of seduction than you ever were! Why don’t I introduce you?” Darmenzi growls as Jewelyn scrabbles against the crystal on their staff as if they could transform into Jb with it. “Stop that. That’s me you’re scratching. Lila, my dear, could you take care of a pest for me?” Lila turns to them and smiles. “Oh, why Jewelyn, it’s you.” She lifts the end of her tail to Jewelyn. “Why don’t I show you what it’s like to be on the receiving end, hmm?” As Lila grabs for her Jewelyn leans away and pulls her tail around Darmenzi’s crystal as if some sort of conductor. She slams her forehead into the crystal with as much force as she can muster. When the wave of shadow formed from the explosion of screeching magic subsides and light returns to the stadium, the audience murmurs confusion, unsure of what they were just doing. Two lamias groan as they lay on the stage in a heap. Darmenzi stands over them and shakes their head. “Jb, you are a pitiful fool.” Jb opens one eye and looks at Darmenzi with a hot pink pupil. “You rely on others too much. You take power from others, rather than create your own. When you lose that power, you scrabble to get it back rather than change your curse. And your course.” They grin and lean down to her. “You could have started a new life for yourself, you know. You could have saved Lila and removed my influence, rather than save Lila and take back my influence.” Next to Jb Lila groans, back to her normal self. “You’re just too addicted to the power and control my curse bestowed.” They stand back up and frown at her for a moment before they chuckle. The chuckle grows into laughter before erupting into wild cackles, as if all the pain and suffering in the world told the most powerful joke in the universe. Darmenzi cackled to the heavens, and they slammed the stage floor with the bottom of their staff, disappearing in a warp of space that left their cackle echoing. Jb rises on her tail and smiles.
November 30, 2025 at 1:00 AM
dutholec.bsky.social
This was the last time Top is mentioned at all, too. As for Mira, I had some idea with her showing up, but I decided not to do it, and I don't remember what that original plan was now.
As for the voting, I had a poll between Lila, evil Lila, Jb, and Jewelyn. #Hypnovember
Anyway, there are four choices in this round: Lila, Jb, Evil Lila, and Jewelyn. The first two will be combined, and the second two will be combined, to determine their fates: a vote for Lila or Jb is a vote to save Lila and bring back Jb, and a vote for evil Lila or Jewelyn is a vote to corrupt Lila and save Jewelyn! Will you vote to corrupt Lila, or save Lila? Will you vote to push Jewelyn to new confidence and save herself, or will you push her to become Jb again? It’s all up to you! Vote your conscience, or vote your libido!
November 30, 2025 at 1:00 AM
dutholec.bsky.social
I'll leave that for the readers to decide, but it's clear she's not really a great person when she doesn't care about the atrocities she did as Jb but when memories of her rejection come back she feels sorry for herself.
I like Veda trying to deal with my chaotic self. I'm making it up as I go!
November 30, 2025 at 1:00 AM
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I do quite like "This always happens, and I don’t want it to matter." Jewelyn loves to push as far as she can go. She's a tragic figure, but she's also not completely innocent. Does she wish she wasn't so pushy, so loose with boundaries, or would she prefer the other party just not be so weak?
Wren could hear the pleading in her voice. They felt sorry, which perhaps was why they didn’t realize the pleading said, “This always happens, and I don’t want it to matter.” They tried again a few days later, and Wren said their safe word only minutes in. They broke it off days later. Just another break up in a long series for Jewelyn. “It’s—It’s been so long,” Jewelyn says, back in the present. She looks away. “I completely forgot. I—forgot a lot of things.” “Where have you been all this time?” Wren asks. “I was—” Masquerading as a love goddess? Taking souls and destroying lives? Spending however long this tournament has lasted using Wren like a toy? “That doesn’t matter now,” Jewelyn says. “There’s chaos outside. Practically an embodiment of chaos. We need to get somewhere safe and hide.” She looks around then back at Wren. She takes their hand and smiles. “Maybe—somewhere private until it blows over?” Wren gasps and backs away from her. “No—No, sorry, Jewelyn, I need to be—I—” Wren slides along the wall. “Listen, if you need help or something, there’s like, a robot, he helps someone who runs the tournament I think, I’m sure he’ll help you, I gotta go, I—I don’t know what happened that made you disappear but I hope you’ll be okay, maybe I’ll see you later!” Wren sprints away, leaving Jewelyn a second time. She stares after them. Rejection—she hadn’t felt this in a long time. For the moment she hates herself. When she remembered all those lives she took, she shed not a tear. But now, remembering all those rejections of herself—now the tears come. She doesn’t know what to do. Well, I know what you, the reader, should do! You should—Oh, hang on, I’m getting another call. “Duth!” Veda shouts on a phone. “You’re going to have to do something! Lila’s corruption is too powerful, she’s on the verge of turning the entire audience here into a hypnotized cult, and with that lizard’s goading I doubt she’ll stop there!” “Oh, that’s not a lizard, that’s Darmenzi,” I say. “They have the body of a verk’lon.” “What?” “Listen, no problem, just hunker down in your room, because I’ve got a plan!” “Do you actually have a plan?” Veda asks, clear desire in her voice to have never met me. “I believe I can legally call it a plan,” I say. “Legally speaking, I’m not sure I can call it much more than that.” “For your sake, hope that Eduards’ mental defenses had better hold firm,” Veda says. “Should I lose him, I will use all my power to dissolve you.” “Wait, I forget—seriously, you have no idea how often I forget what I’ve established in this project—do you think I’m actually a cloud or do you know I’m just hanging out inside of a facsimile of one?” “Cloud or no cloud!” “Okay, okay, I’m on it. I’m sure Top is helping, right?” “Beyond all expectations, yes, they’re both working to barricade the audience from entering the field, but I do not know how long they can keep that up. Eduards has already had to grab Belle to stop her.” “Wait, did Mira not get affected or something?” “I did not see Mira out there.” “Oh, maybe I retconned that because it’s easier this way.” “What are you even talking about?” “It’s hard being an author who’s hands-on with their world, okay???” I disconnect the line because that went on too long. Now what the hex was I writing? Oh yeah! It’s time to vote again! Oh, but we can’t have the vote between Lila and Jb, they aren’t here! So instead the vote is between Lila and Jb or evil Lila and Jewelyn! Hmm, evil Lila needs a name. Evilila? Evila? Viva La Vida? I’ll work on that.v
November 30, 2025 at 1:00 AM
dutholec.bsky.social
Wren has already been established as being a meek dork who had to build up courage to even feel safe around the most precious of beans, Lila. Jewelyn's thing was she was just too much for ANYONE, so showing her having dated someone more wild who still couldn't handle her would've been better.
November 30, 2025 at 1:00 AM
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One thing I kinda don't like about the potential of Wren and Jewelyn is that it kind of adds a tint to Wren's reluctantness that I don't feel should be there. Wren isn't scared of hypnosis or monsters because of a bad dating experience, that's just how they are.
From the Jewelyn side of things...
November 30, 2025 at 1:00 AM
dutholec.bsky.social
Maybe Jewelyn dated Wren for a week, maybe not. Honestly, I don't think Jb remembers anyone she broke up with. I think she probably went through 50 breakups, at least--it has to be a big number for her to be willing to sell her soul to end that heartache. Eventually they blurred together.
#hypnosis
“Oh, all right,” Wren said. They watched as she pulled it behind Wren’s neck and flipped it around once. “That’s kind of a strange—” Wren wheezed as Jewelyn pulls the scarf tight and squeezed their neck. They didn’t expect a scarf. They thought it would’ve been cute if it weren’t so tight. Jewelyn pulled Wren up to their feet by the scarf and against her body, where she kissed them as she pulled the scarf around her to tie Wren against her. Wren blushed as Jewelyn pulled their body against hers and slipped her tongue into Wren’s mouth with her kiss. Arms and legs immobile, trapped against Jewelyn and at her mercy, they relaxed and let her control them. Outside the brief pain, it felt nice letting her lead them around instead of having to take initiative. Jewelyn whirled Wren back onto the couch and pressed her body over them, a knee pressed between Wren’s legs. She lifted a heart pendant on a string over Wren and swayed it back and forth. “Now lets drop that pretty little mind of yours, Wren,” she said with a grin that bordered on sinister cat. Wren smiled. “Sounds nice,” they said. They remembered this part of the discussion, they would play out a hypnosis scene. Well—Jewelyn had said she really would hypnotize Wren, but they assumed that was theatrics. “Nice indeed,” Jewelyn said. She leaned close to Wren’s ear and whispered, “Just watch the heart sway, Wren, back and forth, back and forth. Lock your eyes to the heart . . . Lock your heart to this heart . . .” Wren shivered as they felt Jewelyn’s breath in their ear. They hadn’t expected it to feel so visceral. If Wren didn’t know better they very well could have lost their train of thought stuck focused on the swaying heart. “Back . . . forth,” repeated Jewelyn. “Thoughts coming so slowly now. It’s like time is slowing down. Back and forth, back and forth.” Gradually Wren stopped thinking about how they were acting out hypnosis and instead throught about the heart, Jewelyn’s words and her breath, her hand sliding down Wren’s back, her body pressed against theirs, her leg pressed between theirs. “Such a silly, fuzzy head, Wren,” Jewelyn said. Wren muttered a half-repeating response, eyes fluttering. “So sleepy now,” she purred. “Just dream about me, Wren.” “Uh-huh,” Wren mumbled, head sinking against Jewelyn’s shoulder. Jewelyn giggled into Wren’s ear, and her breath became a bite. She slid her hand from Wren’s back to their front as she climbed closer, sliding her other leg behind Wren’s lower back. Wren gasped into a groggy wake as a wave of bites and squeezes covered their body. With a twinge they remembered where they were, the hypnosis scene—it wasn’t a scene, was it?—but before they could think about it Jewelyn shushed them and they drifted back towards sleep. “Just relax, Wren,” Jewelyn said. “Let me be in control. Let my words be in control.” Wren mumbled as their thoughts slid back into a Jewelyn focus, their self forgotten. Jewelyn’s words enclosed around their thoughts, but one word they’d chosen made itself heard. “Pollyanna.” With that mumble Wren dropped into sleep. Wren twinged awake at a repeated snap in their ear. They heard Jewelyn’s voice, shriller now. Something about something up. “Wren, wake up! Did you say Pollyanna?” “Uhh?” Wren jolted up as they remembered what happened. “Too much!” They gasped and shuffled away to the other end of the couch. “That was—I’m sorry, that was too much.” “No, no, no, I’m sorry,” Jewelyn said. “I must have gone too far for you.” She whimpers. “I always do—I mean—no, that was just a fluke!” She leaned closer to Wren over the couch. “Just an unexpected mistake! I promise it won’t happen again, Wren. It won’t! I won’t get carried away like that again!”
November 30, 2025 at 1:00 AM
dutholec.bsky.social
So Jewelyn having previously dated Wren was kind of a necessity for the tournament, I needed someone Jewelyn had known and Wren was the obvious choice. I also needed to show a scene of Jewelyn showing what she can do for the sake of the voting.
However, in-canon, I don't see it as set in stone.
Meanwhile, away from divine doomsday, Jewelyn and Wren stare at each other. “You—You know who I am?” Jewelyn asks. “Yes,” Wren says, “Jewelyn, you—everyone thought you—well, you disappeared. All anyone ever found were your shoes—” Wren looks down “—which you appear to be wearing still, but I’m not going to question that—but, everyone assumed the worst!” Jewelyn holds her head and tries to think. All she can remember is her treatment of Wren at the tournament as Jb. She covers her face with her hat when the thought makes her blush. Sure, yes, it was terrible, but it was still hot. “I—I don’t—” With no idea how long she’d been Jb, Jewelyn tries to remember back, past all the thralls as Jb, she tries to ignore all the souls she’d snuffed out over the years, try to think back before Jb, memories she hadn’t accessed in ages, how old was she even then, how old is she even now, remember, remember if Wren is familiar from that time at all. Jewelyn’s eyes widen as she remembers. She dated Wren. “Are you ready, Wren?” Jewelyn leaned against them on the couch and pressed her body against them. “Yeah,” Wren said. “I-I’m excited to see what you can do.” Their heart raced as Jewelyn leaned close. Wren had started dating her about a week ago, hoping for something casual as an easy break from work. She’d handled the light show at a party Wren attended; they’d been overwhelmed with all the people and stayed against the wall until Jewelyn invited them to the controls for company. She had a reputation for being passionate and strong. Some said overwhelming, but in a way Wren wanted that. They had so many responsibilities everyone kept piling on them at work, it sounded nice to be with someone who would take charge. Yet as Jewelyn had explained everything Wren shivered, nervous. They wondered if they would like it, if Jewelyn might go too far. They had a safety word, but the thought of using it scared them. Nothing ventured, nothing gained, though, and sometimes the best athletes and sailors had to test their limits. “I’m ready,” Wren said. “What do you want me to do?” “Just follow my lead,” Jewelyn said, “and kneel.” She shoved Wren forward and they fell to the floor. Not a long fall, but in the time it took Wren to get their bearings Jewelyn placed her foot on Wren’s back and pushed them into the floor. Wren wheezed and gasped to regain their breath. “You cleaned your shoes, right?” Wren whined. “Of course,” Jewelyn said. “I might have you lick them later.” She reached down and pulled Wren’s hands together to tie them behind their back. Wren felt a jolt in their shoulder before they shifted it and wondered if they’d be sore in the morning. Wren quivered as Jewelyn walked her fingers up their leg under their skirt. “Let’s see your legs, dear Wren.” She lifted Wren’s skirt over their waist and pinched and squeezed their fat thighs. She tickled her fingers over Wren’s skin, and they shivered. Jewelyn tied their feet together. “How’s that?” Jewelyn asked. “The ankles are a little sore,” Wren said, “but the wrists don’t feel too—” They groaned as Jewelyn pulled the rope tighter. “N-Never mind.” They wiggled under the binds and blushed at how little they could move. Jewelyn shoved Wren onto their back with her foot and planted her foot on Wren’s chest. She grinned as she lifted a pink and red scarf. “I think you’d look good with a scarf, Wren.”
November 30, 2025 at 1:00 AM
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She's also got enough body to wrap more than one person and have tail left over.
#Hypnovember #hypnokink #hypnosis #lamia #naga #snake
“Yes goddess,” Alya says, eyes a whirlwind of endless Lila colors focused only on her, mouth an open grin wide enough to wrinkle Alya’s face. Lila curls around Alya as she continues to rub her body against her thrall, and she strokes Alya’s chin as she squeezes their faces next to each other. “You want to show this audience how wonderful it is to worship me, don’t you?” “Yeeesss goddesssss,” Alya sighs. Lila leans Alya back, rising over her as she squeezes her body around her. She wraps her tail around Alya’s hips and coils down, working her way around her long tail with her longer, thicker tail. “You want to show everyone that submission, worship, lust for your glorious goddess feels divine in a way you can never come back from,” Lila purrs. “That you only want to give me your mind, let me hold it, mold it, craft it into a state of pure captivated lust, that you want nothing but to let me ravish your mind until you are but a vessel for my sultry words to fill and coax into obedient enthrallment.” “Yesyesyesyes my goddess!” Alya says. “Good,” Lila croons to her. She slips her new headphones over Alya’s ears. “Then let’s block out the world you once knew. It’s false, it’s painful, it’s nothing you want to know about anymore. You want to only be aware of your goddess now.” “Yes . . .” Lila sings, her words flowing out the microphone directly into Alya’s mind. “There’s only one thing that you crave, “Obey and serve me as my slave, “Block your thoughts and become mine, “Your goddess’ touch feels so divine, “You want to love, worship, obey, “Feel my control, and feel my sway, “You know that you belong to me, “Worship and you will be free, “No more doubts, no more worry, “No more thoughts, your mind is blurry, “Your soul is mine for me to seize, “Let me have my way with you, please.” Lila’s tail reaches the end of Alya’s, curled hip to tip, yet more than half of Lila’s tail remains. She chuckles and wraps an arm around Alya’s shoulders, squeezing her face against her breasts. No thought crosses Alya’s mind now but submission to, worship of, and arousal from every bit of Lila, from her silky hair to her glorious eyes to her soft skin to her thick curves to her intoxicating aroma to her enchanting kiss to her hypnotic, addictive scales over her heavy, divine tail. Lila looks to the audience. “This awaits you, one and all, “When you submit and be my thrall, “You know you want to worship me, “And feel, like Alya, bliss and glee, “No need to wait, just listen deep, “As my words put you to sleep, “And draw you under hypnotic control, “Then I’ll beckon you come and give me your soul.” Lila smirks and hooks her finger to the audience and beckons them come down. Some stand and make their way to the exits to enter the field, some stumbling over themselves in a stupor. Others remain seated but sway, twitching between standing and resisting. They can’t resist forever . . .
November 30, 2025 at 1:00 AM