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surrealatorium.bsky.social
Exhausted from treasure-hunting, Rouge takes a break by visiting Crimson at the jungle for his hypnotic bliss and comforting coils. ❤️
#RougeTheBat #SonicTheHedgehog #SEGA #furryhypnosis #snakehypnosis #hypnosis

My Linktree: www.linktr.ee/surrealatorium
December 20, 2025 at 7:59 PM
narusewolf.bsky.social
Stripped of status
Commission for NoZaku

You dared to disagree with your gods? Well then, you will need to work your way up again, starting from servant.

#furry #furryart #furryhypnosis #furrylewd
December 15, 2025 at 8:02 PM
spicylorca.bsky.social
New YCH Commission!!

Two different versions for this one!!

#commissions #kaa #hypnovember #thejunglebook #hypnokink #hypnosis #furryfandom #furryhypnosis
November 30, 2025 at 3:55 PM
spicylorca.bsky.social
Another Recent Commission!

These Kaa YCHs have been selling like CRAZY!

I can't thank you all more for the support!

#furryfandom #furryart #furryartwork #furryhypnosis #kaahypnosis #hypnofurry #hypnovember #thejunglebook
November 26, 2025 at 9:25 AM
spicylorca.bsky.social
Another Recent Commission!

#furryfandom #furrycommunity #furryhypno #kaa #thejunglebook #furryhypnosis #hypnoart #kaaych #hypnovember
November 20, 2025 at 12:18 PM
darkwitt.bsky.social
#furryhypnosis #Hypnosis #Hypnovember2025
And the newest pages of Should I Get Sleepy? by @lagergoaty.bsky.social Alt Text has descriptions in regards to the topic of each page (apologies but the script is too hefty to transcribe it all into the alt text, I hope that's okay).
Pg 6: Navigating the First Session. Everyone gets a little unsure of what they should be doing for their first time. some subjects just want to dive right in. For those who are consenting and experienced, that can be okay. But for newcomers or first time hypnotists, planning out what you wish to do for each session is a great way to build a rapport with your partner. There's also a few people that really enjoy Consensual Non-Consent; roleplaying out that you don't want to be controlled. While that's all fine later on, these early stages are important to get into your head that this is meant to be a safe practice. setting the precedence of further sessions going forward. A few ideas for your first session could be: Learning to relax Familiarizing yourself with being tranced Stress relief Establishing a common visual metaphor to use Establishing safety triggers (such as an easy awakener) As I mentioned before, this is all meant to be recreational hypnosis, but many of these techniques you learn could be something the subject uses to clam themselves down on the day to day. But a reminder to all hypnotists getting started: Boundaries should always be respected, and no matter how much older or more experienced your subject is, you must remain the responsible party. You are the navigator. Pg 7: The Induction Part One nduction is the process a Hypnotist leads to induce hypnosis. This can be anything from hyperfocus, to guided meditation, to even just listening to monotonous noises. whatever it is, It's opening the unconscious to concentrate on the hypnotist. Hypnosis is not exactly a 'state' you attain. It's a means of communication you have with a hypnotist and candid parts of your mind you normally keep to yourself. Think of it as a deeply honest conversation paired with meditation. Everyone is receptive at different levels. But as you start to guide someone under, so much trust is in your hands to keep them safe and relaxed. It is essential you should hold yourself to a standard to make sure they have a positive, relaxing experience. You should know when to gently wake them if something feels off, or they need to address a distraction or pressing matter. There's actually no singular way to induce a trance. In fact there are so many methods out there I haven't even attempted myself that some swear by. it all comes down to taste and what's best for your subject. Mike Mandel, a hypnotherapist, cites that there's something all inductions should have regardless of technique: Confidence, Congruence, and Conviction. You should maintain optimism, a consistency in your tone and presentation, and remain resolute in your objective. Subjects are very receptive to a hypnotist's presentation, if you're uncertain, they're uncertain. Another thing that can help with induction is prestige. A big reason why I personally have a lot of success with first time subjects is because I have a long standing reputation as a hypnotist that people have grown to trust. Any success story I have builds upon it, and any mistake I make is followed up with transparency and an effort to improve for next time. A chef that boldly claims they've never had a botched meal is not one that you should trust. Pg 8: The Induction Part Two Every hypnotist has their own representation of where a subject goes when they are deep in hypnosis. Often there is only the instruction and the hypnotist. I prefer to have a more visualized approach for the subject, it makes it more tactile, and it allows them to mull over the imagery outside of trance as well (if they remember that is) For this, I tend to use The Box. Think of it as a representation of the subconscious, a place where all the senses are brought to in order to process and make up who we are. It's not a concrete place, mere a representation of the container that is our psyche. I use this consistently because expectation can be an important part to add to that prestige. Not everyone has a 'box' per se. and many others have visual representations of their head space I can't even parse at first glance sometimes. More importantly the box is supposed to represent a safe barrier between the conscious world (as well as the hypnotist) and the subject. You are being invited into an intimate space with the subject. For this kind of thing, I feel it's important to establish that boundary as part of the process. The Hypnotist is not some all powerful figure forcing their way into the subject's mind. It is an invitation. And it's only proper decorum to knock and wait to be allowed in. I'm sorry this has taken so long, The first time around I wanted to revise and rewrite what I had initially presented so as to be as careful as I can. I've spoken in great details to other hypnotists, subjects and therapists to make sure this is handled safely and ethically. I hope you are enjoying the comic so far!
November 18, 2025 at 11:51 PM
spicylorca.bsky.social
Another Recent Commission!

#furryfandom #furrycommunity #furryhypno #kaa #thejunglebook #furryhypnosis #hypnoart #kaaych #hypnovember
November 15, 2025 at 4:18 PM
spicylorca.bsky.social
"Both Eyes if you please~"

Kaa Hypnovember YCH feat. @skirmisher.bsky.social

Thank You For Commissioning me!

#furryfandom #hypnosis #hypnovember #kaa #thejunglebook #furrycommunity #furryhypnosis #furryhypnoych #hypnoych
November 11, 2025 at 8:42 PM
oddpa.ws
**[OddPawsX] Yiff Hero 25 - Hypnovember 6 (2025)**
Published: 2025-11-07

Version: Full (with trance induction intro): t.me/yiffhero/162

Version: Short (removed trance induction intro): t.me/yiffhero/163

#yiff #gooning #hypnovember #furryhypnosis
November 8, 2025 at 3:25 AM
genderstorm.bsky.social
It's a great season for a little spooky corruption story~

#transfur #corruption #hypnosis #transformation #hypnokink #furryhypnosis #erotica #writingcomms
genderstorm.bsky.social Storm, Unleashed Once More @genderstorm.bsky.social · Oct 16
For this spooky fall season, why not commission some lovely writing of corruption and transformation? Monsters and freaks of the night, so horny and eager to spread their corruption on the page~

Feel free to DM and fill out the form below and I'll be sure to get in touch!
Storm's Corrupted Erotica 2k-8k words - $0.04-0.06 per word Paypal Preferred Discord: genderstorm Tumblr: genderstormwrites Bluesky: genderstorm.bsky.social Will Write: Transformation, corruption, hypnosis, brainwashing, non/dub-con, queer characters/themes, and many kinks Won't write: Underage characters, bigoted tropes/slurs, real person fiction (celebrities included), or bestiality
October 20, 2025 at 5:29 PM
hypno-cat.bsky.social
Need someone to covertly hypnotize me (18 FTM)… I’m free for hours so just hmu if you’re interested

#hypnosis #erotichypnosis
#furryhypnosis #hypnosub
July 12, 2025 at 10:51 PM
darkwitt.bsky.social
It was recently @negadrake.bsky.social 's birthday.  and in my infinite wisdom I managed to help snag a YCH with him before I was aware he had an upcoming birthday. 

how.... h-how thoughtful of me. 
artwork by @himahimaa.bsky.social‬
#furryhypnosis
The buffers polished and polished and polished. continuing to buff and caress as spinning cloth worked in the shine. inside, Negadrake once again fell to the intoxicating allure of 1572. Neither him, nor separate, it was a growing part of his mind to enjoy the cycle. From self, to drone, to punk. Darkwitt had grown to understand what he was. He had run into others like him before. The kinds of people who no matter how much you dominated or molded or sculpted. in time they reverted back to their original selves.  The elastic soul.  But with that setback came an opportunity. It meant Negadrake was ideal to test new drone procedures, to push to the limit and see how intense they could be. he remembered one of his servants felt a deep affinity for a polished slave.  So this particular build Darkwitt experimented with thermium shine. a glossier polymer that would make even rubber suits have a low tingle effect that thermium was so well known for. It might seem like a hat on a hat for the thermium drone suit, but it only proved to be doubly effective. Though even with the thermium bulge, the arousal was so intense it was impossible to contain it. a bit of an anomaly, perhapsAn orca drone stands at attention while insets reveal a dragon trapped inside the suit. STORY: the shine reduced the strength of the polymer. Either way. unit 1572 was having the time of his life. 
June 27, 2025 at 6:07 AM
ren.nsfw.ac
Pride flag colored hypnosis icon comms, for @bipferret.bsky.social, @ferretslutcat.bsky.social, and @bigbeanosad.bsky.social !!!

[ #furryart | #furrynsfw | #hypnosis | #furryhypnosis ]
Trans + Pansexual pride colored hypnosis icon of Bippany (she/her), an anthro ferret Trans + Asexual pride colored hypnosis icon of Thaine (she/her), an anthro lightning bug Pansexual pride colored hypnosis icon of Bean (he/him), an Umbreon
June 20, 2025 at 12:16 AM
darkwitt.bsky.social
Bose seemed like the perfect fit for the husky brigade, I managed to commission a short while back. I was right to assume. She's looking quite happy like this! #hypnosis #Furryhypnosis

Artwork by Bose.
Rodi bobbed with a swish of her tail back and forth. Bouncing her butt against her high heels as she knelt on the floor. The new husky was small, but she was so CUTE she couldn't resist. Unlike much of Master Darkwitt's warehouse, the Husky Brigade's security was a little more lax. Part of this was by design, because while getting into the husky facilities was easy once you knew where to look. Getting out was another story.  Boz had been trying to find more information about the huskies after she caught a glimpse of their activities. Huskies regularly were commissioned out to serve as security in various facilities. They gained a prestigious reputation among companies as a PMC, and Master had a backdoor to their servers. The last time she caught a glimpse of that triangle, She had a two month gap in her memory (at least outside of the sex, good as it was). Nymfi might have caught her off guard, but she was gonna learn whatever magic was involved with these braindead pups. and she might get a good chance to have a whole army of pups to bind up and parade about in her spare time. At least that was the plan. Now she was bouncing in place. staring at a giant wall of rippling patterns. Boz found the huskies weren't the problem. It was the system built around them. Hypnotic music playing from every speaker. Unified husky soldiers marching in perfect lock step. the scent of rubber, leather and sex permeating the corridors. Leaving cheerful, bubbly wewfs so infectious it was hard to resist. Was this magic? Or something far more difficult to counter? By the time Rodi discovered the intruder, Boz was bobbing her cute kitty muzzle in place in front of a hypno screen amidst one of the corridors. an easy trap to fall into. If Rodi hadn't caught her, she would have slipped into one of the brigades and it would have been like she had always been in their ranks. But Rodi wanted a chance to indulge.  She guided the Kitty to those rippling walls and knelt. swishing her tail and wewfing with the other huskies in the room. Boz tried to stay away, but she felt no reason to move from the spot. "b...buh... I gotta....spell fur dis... I tells you." She babbled. The huskies wewfed rhythmically over the kitty's resistance lost on deaf ears.  "Huskies gotta bounce and swish. the beat makes my brain go squish!" Rodi insisted.  Boz's tail was already curling. her natural purple spools of hair cascading down her shoulders, feeling like a natural fit for the brigade. she panted rhythmically with the other huskies. slowly blending in with the rest of them as her fur fluffed up over the new uniform that seemed to be spreading into place the longer she watched the screens. Rodi felt it. the mark tingling on her bust as the newest member joined her ranks. the afterimage of Darkwitt stroked his fingers along the top her head. she let her tongue loll out. Lapping desperately as she pressed her head against his fingers. Master was here. Master was here!  Boz felt the last of her thoughts fizzle away into the tempo of wewfs, joining the ranks as the coloration of her lavender fur was all that was left of the new brain fuzzed fuckpup. swishing her tail as her breasts pushed out to an almost comical size given her height.  But Rodi could barely concentrate on her newest recruit. Master caressed her ears and she drooled with satisfaction. "I see you've recruited a new pup for me husky... GOOD GIRL."  She felt it. Eyes rolling back in her head. That PRAISE. Such a small crumb of pleasure made her tail vibrate with such fervor she thought she'd melt through the floor. the mark pulsed pleasantly. rewarding her with warmth and joy and pleasure and yes yes yes wewf wewf! Shattering her sense of awareness. Master was groping her. caressing across her body. She didn't wait. spreading her legs. She was his to use. her red hair squishing up against his legs and chest like a plush blanket. The other huskies trembled. Rodi's pleasure was their pleasure. even Boz quivered as the last of her self awareness faded into huskythink.  "mmh mmmh Mmmmh Good girl for Master..." Rodi moaned while the other huskies delighted in the reward of their commandress almost as potently.  Boz was among those mindlessly wewfing soldier. a puppet directing a puppet. the magic coalescing in her fingertips almost game to the surface before a chime from the swirling screen forced her to snap into a crisp salute. the counter magic that could have released her form this fizzled the moment her fingers turned into big stupid husky paws. Boz disappeared, there was just a purple husky bouncing with the rest of her sisters.  There weren't enough braincells between them to muster a defense to Master's praise anymore. "Be sure to train her well pup." he caressed Rodi's ear, and she slid to stand up to attention. "Husky's got your back, wewf-wewf. puppy with a rack wewf-wewf-wewf-" Rodi chanted with the other huskies. Squishing her boobs up to Boz before gripping her muzzle and forcing her to stare deeper into the swirl. Rodi was all too proud to further Master's efforts. to grow the husky brigade and get those sweet sweet rewards. Master's mark was so good to Rodi. Boz was likely going to be here a while without help. Luckily her recall spell would snap her back to her home and she'd be free... if she remembered to cast it... right? She did cast it, right? The thought fizzled. Husky had to march wewf-wewf!
June 12, 2025 at 11:45 AM
cherenblossom.bsky.social
No padding, but I’ve been tempted to listen to hypnosis and just wet my panties lately…

I-I’ll be back, I have some uh… “video essays” to search for >///////>

#abdl #babyfur #furryhypnosis
June 3, 2025 at 11:14 PM
darkwitt.bsky.social
Don't forget to read the alt text if you want further context. #Furryhypnosis #hypnosis
Immy poses and gropes their bulge shamelessly. what was once black ink now oozes pink as they perform for their Master. There's almost nothing left of the original Immy, and they're being replaced with a much better model. Ditzy and fun and slutty! More and more that voice of concern grows quieter as their speaking voice grows higher and girlier. "I've been performing sexually for Master and his guests now. He says I'm doing very well. <<I love feeling them use my slutty mouth or my tight ass! And I really love grinding agaisnt the guests while I serve them food or massage them!>> It's... so hard to think these days, I... Can't... <<I really love how I look, I feel so sexy! This has been the best week ever!>>" Art by NX-42 The Internship is over. Mr. Kotu holds up Immy's chin and reassures that they did a very good job serving and they're free to go home. But... home? The pink oozing over immy's brain doesn't remember what home looked like. All that's on their mind is his electric blue body. his smooth hair. his slick rubbery pecs. the feeling of the bulge pressing against a guest as they giggle until another memory oozes out of their ear again. something cracks, and the yolk of self leaks away in favor of a compliant good girl. Can't even remember what an internship is anymore. Not that it matters. Art by NX-42
May 28, 2025 at 7:32 PM
darkwitt.bsky.social
I want to gently push a bit to get you to read this story Kirisha wrote and I added on. There's art throughout the story done by Sabri. Here's a sample of some of it, and there's loads more in the story.
story link: tiny.cc/dinogals
#SabrisSketchbook #Hypnosis #Furryhypnosis
Ampere (left) and Veronica (right) Duel while their sister Kirisha (center) judges the spar. Story excerpt: “You are both doing great,” she says pleasantly. Ampere scoffed, “I need to be doing better than great,” she says, shifting on her bare feet, claws twitching in excitement as she waits till the smaller ring is complete. Veronica remarks, “I need to do better myself. I’ll keep pushing and I’ll be able to defeat you.” “You can barely keep up with Kirisha, how do you think you’ll deal with me,” she chuckles. “Don’t get too cocky now.” “And… begin!” exclaims Kirisha, the crowd cheers as the two kick up dirt in a dramatic lunge., claws winging, bodies smashing up against one another in a display of strength and natural prowess. The two maneuver to try to get the upper hand, breaking the other’s footing while watching out for those deadly feet. The smaller area makes it ever more difficult to utilize speed over strength. Ampere sweeps her leg under Veronica. But instead of kicking out her legs from under her, Veronica tumbles onto all fours and whirls around. The two impact against one of the dueling stones. She slices across where Ampere’s shoulder would have been, only for the larger raptor to redirect the blow to the stone, kicking up sparks and causing the crowd to go wild. Ampere tosses Veronica back into one of the other stones and she uses the momentum to bend her legs and spring forward with more energy back into Ampere, knocking the wind out of her. The smaller raptor grins madly, a chance to best her larger sister, as Kirisha declared the round. Final round; the ring is further reduced even more. The two reset to the center. Veronica wastes no time, charging at full speed. Only for Ampere to vault the smaller raptor overhead and pin her back upside down to one of the dueling stones with a high kick. She lunges forward with her razor sharp jaws, and stops the moment her teeth touch her opponent’s supple neck. A killing blow, should she have gone further. The girls arrive in the city for the first time. Story excerpt: The first thing the warriors take note of is the temperature. With the sprawling canopies of wires and solar panels, the sun was blocked in all directions. It sends a chill down their spines. Like standing in the thicket without so much as an opportunity for camouflage. Instead of brush and branches to obscure their approach, large throughways allow floating machines to hover as the weaklings stride on designated paths with stone flattened and carved into blocks for easy walking. It dulled Kirisha’s claws uncomfortably as she walked along them. No soft dirt, no change in elevation. Just unnatural flatness with brightly colored paint and lights to point this way and that. The city people no doubt had their sense of direction dulled so completely they felt the need to have the buildings and floors themselves guide them. Hovering metal float about and made adjustments to circuits jutting from the walls, brushing away discarded containers and flashing bright neon screens demanding money for services or food. Gone was the hunt. All that was left was the prostrating of compliance in exchange for food and shelter. Pathetic. “Look at them using machines to do their work for them. I bet I could snap each of them between my claws,” remarks Ampere as they look over the swarth of deforestation. “They wouldn’t even be worth our time,” remarks Veronica. “Not unless they encroach on our territory,” adds Kirisha. They press forward. The soft earth turning into hard stone, where only patches of green remain by angular, repetitive housing. People move past them on vehicles that float over the ground, Rushinging past at unfathomable speeds, but they shrug and scoff. “They can’t even get to their destination without the help of a machine. Do they not have legs?” spits Ampere as they get to the city proper, where nearly all plant life is gone. The Apex Predators meet with Darkwitt to discuss his offer. Story Excerpt: “What is it that you want?” asks Ampere. “You can’t possibly be considering it,” growls Kirisha. “I’ll hear your concerns once we hear him out. Calm yourself. Have confidence in your own strength that we can handle anything he has to throw at us.” “Not the orca though… and there are two more right outside,” thinks Kirisha. Veronica looks at the orca and squirms just a little, “His skin did feel nice…” “I am very pleased to hear you are willing to hear my proposal. My previous attempts to approach your kind have been less than fruitful.” “We are a proud people that don’t let outsiders infect us with your weakness. Using technology to make your lives easier, it liquefies your body and minds into a soft jelly; strip away the machines, and you would even crumple to our hatchlings.” “I can see your concerns, given the debauchery rife in this city. But what I am offering would leave you as an unparalleled powerhouse both in your tribes and in this city. I merely wish for the opportunity to gift it to all of you and your tribe.” “To what end?” “You and your kind have the potential to be an overwhelming force if you were given the proper guidance. The challenges you would face if you decided to turn your claws to the modern world would overwhelm you. I aim to ensure that doesn’t happen.. All I ask is you become my envoys to your tribe and partake in the upgrades and services I have to offer. In exchange, I will give you the power to obliterate your foes. Why settle for victory, when you could dominate?” “Is that all?” “That is all. that, and the constitution to endure the procedure.” “What procedure?” Kirisha perks an eyebrow. Kirisha has a mechanical arm press a mask to her face, sedating her for augmentation. Story Excerpt: The clamps come around their ankles and wrists, followed by that thick collar. Ampere shivers in delight, her sex twitching in excitement, the same can be said about the other two. Something about this position feels just so nice that they can’t explain it. Kirisah is the only one that tries to resist the draw, the urge of being held and bound to the table. Finding something off by this foreign urge. The lights pulsate above of them. Brighter, softer, brighter, softer. Working in tandem with their heart beat as a soft white noise surrounds them. “Relax.” The word whispers into their mind. Sourceless yet everywhere at the same time. A mask comes down and clamps around their muzzles, flooding their lungs with a warm soothing sensation. “Just breathe in and out. In… and out. Everything will be fine if you simply relax,” says Darkwitt as his words wiggle their way into their minds. Breathing in. Breathing out. Warm soothing pleasure washes over them. Their gaze locked on the lights, that shift in shade and color. “Very good. It’s good to relax. Listen. Follow along.” “Good to listen.” “Good to follow.” “Relax.” Another deep breath, holding it in, slowly releasing. A sweet aroma fills their nostrils and their bodies feel a warmth wash over them. A little trickle of delight that runs down their spine, warming down to their nether regions before spreading out to the very tips of their claws, end of their tail, bouncing up into their minds. “Very good. It’s good to simply…” ~*
May 25, 2025 at 7:26 PM
darkwitt.bsky.social
Two conditioned huskies patiently wait for Master to come home. #furryhypnosis #SabrisSketchbook
Two obedient huskies, Visia and Sabri. Sit patiently for their master to come home. Sabri’s Sketchbook
April 18, 2025 at 6:41 PM
monstarpup.bsky.social
Old asf (Sfw) #furryhypnosis art!!!

I like the idea of my AI furry character #MONSTARKATT being a little mischievous, a little evil :3c

#furryart #furry #furryartist #fursona !!!
April 17, 2025 at 7:59 PM
darkwitt.bsky.social
Oh dear. Sabri, Riz and VI have all found themselves brainwashed as koopa troopas loyal to Bowser's army.

That's a clear violation of the hench conventions! #FurryHypnosis #SabrisSketchbook
Sabri, Riz, and VI transformed into big tittied Koopa slaves saluting their lord and master Bowser. which is clearly wrong because it SHOULD be Darkwitt. Sabri's Sketchbook A sudden influx of hypnosis will put a stop to that! *growing sound of bees intensifies.* Sabri's Sketchbook
April 17, 2025 at 7:11 AM
therazzdazzler11.bsky.social
Tentacles, hypno, LATEX TRANSFORMATION???!?! for @puttypet.bsky.social

#furry #furrytf #transformation #latex #tentacles #furrynsfw #hypnosis #furryhypnosis
March 30, 2025 at 6:34 AM
darkwitt.bsky.social
Some Random Sabri Doodles #Furryart #FurryHypnosis #SabrisSketchbook
Seria meets a vixen doll Sabri's Sketchbook A conditioned Seria directs Liz and Kyra on puppet strings for her master. Sabri's Sketchbook Kyra if she were a bimbo pony. Sabri's Sketchbook
March 27, 2025 at 9:14 AM
darkwitt.bsky.social
And the last page. Sorry the story is a little messy, it was mostly a transcription of the process. I think I have one or two more of these I could post sometime. let me know what you all think.
#Hypnosis #Furryhypnosis #SabrisSketchbook
Last Page The chain is around the mark. like a ring. good doll~ [3:25 PM] the ladies were strutting about ponyville. eyes half mast. lips pouty. gentle clops on delicate hooves with rounded fluffed ankles as if they were always on high heels. casually groping or rubbing. as for the Mane six. they swayed together in Master's presence. lips coalescing together as he held the gem for you to kiss. the collective of the six, the ones with the power to stop this, were tightly coiled around its magic. "What magics would we hope to channel to pull away from Master?~ better off gone. better off his." He gently moved the gem to touch your new horns. Rarity and Fluttershy shuddering as they kissed with their fellow ponies. sampling, licking. lapping. owned. gone. sexual. sensual. the gem was white hot pleasure. making you push a little tighter. making you both quietly whisper as lips collect and delicately whipped you dolls up into a sexual ache. Descending into a cacophony of moans and sways. Sabri's Sketchbook
March 25, 2025 at 6:56 PM
darkwitt.bsky.social
Page 2. Reality warping can be fun. while I adore a good gradual transformation, having existence melt into a new configuration is a level of identity control is fun. and these ponies are so good slipping into their role. Story in the alt text by the way. #hypnosis #Furryhypnosis #Sabrissketchbook
Pg 5 He snapped his fingers, and your eyes went half lidded. a ping that made you feel sleepy. not a word in your head. just the gentle hum of magic holding you snuggly in his grip. more bell shaped legs, as if you had more fluff near the ankles for your cloven hooves, now glossy and shiny. eyegloss formed over your eyes. "We have no desire to see you as anything but creatures of allure and attraction." The shadow stallion said. a faint glint of light started to form in your pupilless eyes. your cutie mark slowly forming a chain around it.Yet you formed fur lined hoof stockings. tight leather pants. a matching corset and jacket. each of a color to promote your own bodies. "huh....hehlp...." Pinkie said as her hair turned more gothic, less unkempt. upperlip and lower lip turning into a rubbery cushion as she kissed the air. piercings formed on her, while reality showly shifted to make you ladies into lithe femme fatales. "allure..." Twilight cooed as she formed intelligent looking librarian glasses. "attract." Fluttershy said as her hair fluffed out, braided. The pegasi lost their wings. the unicorns lost their horns, and in their place a glistening hot pink crystal formed for a unicorn horn for each of you. shifting your expression from dazed and ditzy, to demure yet insatiably horny for the Master's whims. the other ladies lost the wilder edge, You watched pinkie try to speak, only for the right of light to slide a little of itself into her mouth. "I....uh....slrrrrrrrrp" she swallowed. and her voice was gentle. demure, a real femme fatale. "glistening lips.... delicate whispers... aching tits... the Master loves it all..." she muttered. eyes finally starting to glaze into glowing hearts. her vibrant pinks now darker. more mauve. clopping in place as she indifferently cupped her tits. as if it was just part of the performance. Sabri's Sketchbook Pg 6 Ranbow dash's hair grew sleek and smooth. applejack lost her musculature. the cuties marks were fading, around the chain the unique markings were homogenizing, turning into the black triangle surrounded by the chain. your eyes were glowing, pouty, puffy fucklips kissing the air a bit as you ladies nudged your tits together. "We have no need for individuality, or free will, ladies. Only the lust the master has presented for you to accept." leather uniforms, changing your dazed and confused expressions into disciplined bitches. knowing full well they were property of the highest caliber but almost bored by the reality settling in. Only Master's orders would even get them to raise an eyebrow with expression. everything else was just... routine. You watched Octavia press her tight tits in her uniform over against vinyl. the two staring into each other, whispering something you ladies couldn't hear nor care to understand. "glistening." "delicate." "uh..ah.. We." the others near you quietly cooed as your realities were shaped and shifted. dominating your bodies the more you tried to think. The leather jacket formed. the leather skirt and corset. Pinkie's was a hot pink in contrast to her darker hair. Fluttershy's was gold. Rarity's a vibrant amethyst. compressing your busts a little to make your appearance a little more subtle. the ring split into two and slithered into your eyes. puffing up your posture a little with a quiet, sensual moan. glazed, glowing, sexual. the ladies seemed almost indifferent the way they pressed to each other. kissing near their ears so their sister could hear the delicate peck of a kiss. "Were we doing something..." Twilight cooed into applejack's ear as Rarity and fluttershy felt their hair match in style. Like they were a pair to always been seen as. "If we were, it hardly mattered." Applejack cooed in an identical posh voice. "The Master is present." dash lilted. sliding her hands through her soft rainbow mane. Sabri's Sketchbook Pg 8 Rarity put her hands on her hips. the leather uniform squeezing her supple frame. Fluttershy matched the pose. Pouty lips pursing as they tilted their heads down to look straight at master. "We just need to be his dolls." Fluttershy felt herself say in the same sensual voice as the others. "With synchronous ease." Rarity started speaking, but the rest of them spoke up in perfect time. swaying their hips delicately as they kissed against his body. other ladies in ponyville danced. a slow, harem seduction as your vision of all else dulled and narrowed. Sabri's Sketchbook
March 25, 2025 at 6:56 PM