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Who needs to stare at spirals when you could catch your reflection in a mirror and see the doll I've turned you into looking back? Staring deeper into one another's eyes until the stillness your reflection exudes begins to settle on your skin and you feel yourself slowing to a halt, perfectly posed for me.
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Bimboost (Ch. 3) now on Patreon!
The latest chapter of my episodic bimbofication story, Bimboost, is now available on my Patreon for all paid tiers.
Follow Eve as she experiences some strange feelings after taking a breast enhancement supplement! In this chapter, we meet some new characters and see Eve regain some control of herself after a night (and next morning) of titty-focused pleasure.
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Have you ever considered making hypnotic audios?
I have considered it, but the format and structure of an audio file makes hypnosis too... 'rigid'. At least if I was to produce audio files for anyone to listen to.
I struggled with hypnosis for a good while, trying audio files for some 15 years, and never ever really felt like I was able to go into trance. While they could have incredible audio quality and an amazing script, with ambient sounds and all that, there's something missing with an audio file. There are so many ways in which people react and respond to trance and hypnosis that an audio file can't account for unless work goes into making a myriad of variations of a file to catch a wide an audience as possible. That requires a fair bit of labour, and I can envision it make more barriers to entry. Some folk may not know how their trance feels so if they search up "Miss Saphi Induction" onto whatever audio file hosting site and get greeted with 57 different ones, they're not going to be entirely sure they've picked the right one, and be worrying about it the whole time they're trying to relax.
The only way I could see audio files work is if they're bespoke and custom made for someone. That way, I can tailor every element of the audio file to them and how they experience trance. But even then, one of the things I enjoy about hypnosis is missing which is being there in that intimate space with my subject. Hearing their reactions, feeling the weight of their trance and adapting and guiding them deeper.
#saphiposting#hypnodomme#hypnok1nk#hypnotic#trance#brainwash#brainwashing#hypnosis#mind control#erotichypnosis
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A Little Treat for Being Good
When someone wishes to buy my services I discuss what the first session entails. Reductively, its a simple "down and up". While I love that part of the session, my favourite part is the aftercare.
Every subject of mine has come out of trance in such a blissful daze with their mind so open that they just want to spill about how it felt.
Every time one of them comes out of that first trance, they simply can't believe how deep they went and how effective it was.
This is when I like to give them little treats; small flourishes that give them a taste of where we could go with our sessions.
Today's sweet toy got a taste of what its like when I can simply snap my fingers and send them back onto my lap, warm and safe, deep in trance.
The only thing to escape their lips when I brought them back up was,
"That, was.. hot~"
They're going to be so fun to play with.
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Its all fun and games exploring the idea of hypnosis that can reach out to you and take you at any time, but now you have that hot flush of realisation washing over you of the trap you've begged me to build around you.
That any notification could be the one that pulls the thick and heavy weight of trance over you.
That any notification could be the one that begins to puppeteer your body.
That any notification could be the one that draws you back to me.
Ready to sink.
Ready to drop.
Ready to be mine~
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Need to make someone a doll so they can just
Stare into nothing... glassy-eyed and vacantly.
Smiling mindlessly as they sit there, looking pretty.
Getting posed in such wonderful ways...
Because they're not a human.
They're just a doll.
Good doll.~ 💕
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Peer Pressure
CW: Hypnosis
I stood quietly and unobtrusively off in a corner of the ‘slumber party’ trying my best not to bother anyone. Occasionally I glanced over at my friend Kelsey who was talking animatedly with some girls and wondered why she had insisted I come along. Of course I had agreed at the time, it seemed like a good way to make friends. But now that I was here…I couldn’t bring myself to try talking to anyone. I fixed my eyes on the cup of water in my hand. This was all… fine, I was just being Kelsey's designated driver. I was being helpful, like a good friend should be. It didn’t matter if I had fun or not.
I zoned out enough that when Kelsey tapped me on the shoulder I jumped
“Did you really just stand in the corner this whole time? Geez come on you goof its time for the movie!”
She took my arm and dragged me toward the TV. Both couches were full so I ended up sitting cross legged on the ground in front of them. Kelsey was about to sit next to me before she was suddenly pulled away to sit with some other girls, so now I was just sitting next to two strangers. They didn't seem to mind me, but they didn't introduce themselves either.
The lights go off and the movie starts, the chatter dies down as everybody watches. It seemed like there was something wrong with the audio, there was an odd droning sound playing under the movie. But it wasn’t loud enough to be annoying and nobody else seemed to notice so I kept quiet. The movie was honestly kinda boring, I glanced around and accidentally made eye contact with someone doing the same thing. I felt myself blush and turned back to pay attention. The movie kept going and after a while I started to space out. I was so out of it that when something changed it took me a while to notice. The movie wasn’t playing anymore, or maybe…this was part of the movie? The screen just showed a pink and purple spiral spinning around and around. The droning had gotten louder. How long had the spiral been on the screen? I couldn’t remember. I looked to the girl on my right, about to ask if something was wrong with the movie. But she was just staring at the screen, focused. I noticed everyone else was doing much the same. I quickly turned back to the screen, not wanting to embarrass myself. As I watched I tried to remember what had been happening in the movie for this to make sense, the spiral and been going for at least a few minutes now, but the more I tried the more the details of the movie seemed fuzzy and distant. I stared intently at the screen, trying to find out what everyone else was looking at…
I blinked when there was suddenly someone sitting in front of me. I only noticed because she waved her hand in front of my face after she sat down. She was backlit by the spiral on the screen and she smiled at me.
“Hey there” she said softly “First time here?”
I just nodded feeling strangely dizzy.
“Kelsy said she was bringing someone knew, is that you?”
I nodded again, she was gazing intently at me and I started to feel self conscious, I averted my eyes and saw that everyone else was still just staring at the spiral
“Well Kelsy has good taste, you’ll be lovely”
I blush, not expecting the compliment
“Um thanks” I mumble no longer able to meet her eyes. She was grinning at me now
“Are you ready?”
“Uh…for what?”
“To learn about the button that turns off your brain”
I blinked as I tried to sort through the nonsense statement
“The what?”
She giggled and pointed off to my left
“Just watch, you’ll get the idea”
I looked and saw she was pointing at the girls sitting on one of the couches, all of their eyes were glued to the spiral. As I watched, another girl came up behind them. Starting with the girl on the far left, she leaned down and whispered something into her ear. Then reached over and tapped her on the forehead. At once, she went limp. Head lolling forward, eyes closed. She slumped into the girl sitting next to her, who jolted as if suddenly startled awake, eyes blinking rapidly. But the girl behind the couch simply reached over and tapped her on the forehead as well. And suddenly both girls seemed to be fast asleep leaning into each other. The girl behind the couch smiled and gave them both a pat on the head before moving on to the rest of the couch
“You see? All good girls like you have a button that turns off their brain”
I was staring open mouthed at the girls now asleep on the couch
“But…but I’m not-”
“Shhhhh”
I felt a hand on my cheek, and my head was turned to face the girl in front of me again. I was blushing like crazy now and I stammered something incoherent. The girl just smiled kindly
“Don’t worry, you won't be bothered by that kind of stuff soon”
Hand still on my cheek, she turned my head to the right, where I watched the girl sitting right next to me get tapped on the forehead. Her eyes fluttered shut, and she slumped back, mouth open and drooling.
“Isn’t she pretty?”
She put her hand below my chin and made me nod, I hardly noticed I was just staring at the girl
“Doesn’t she look beautiful, all sleepy like that?”
She made me nod again
“Don’t you want to look like that?”
I nodded, I wasn’t sure if she made me or not
She turned my head to face her again. Her other hand was held up in front of me, her index finger pointed at me. My eyes focused on the tip of her finger
“W-wait”
“Nighty night”
She tapped me on the forehead
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Mari Lwyd meme.
“I wish all [PEOPLE WHO HAVE HOUSES]
A very [LET ME IN]”
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Doll girls & they’re all roommates. Which one’s ur fave?
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I've grown to really enjoy impromptu fractionation. When discussing sessions and ideas with a subject they often tell me they like being fractionated, and so a little spark lights in my eyes.
My subject already knows they're here to be hypnotised, and when I shift into the tone I use, I can already begin to feel them slipping. They melt softly into me, and as they're just about to reach that point of deep trance, I pull them back up.
Their eyes roll, and the their head lolls, trying to grasp at why things are changing, and then I send them back down.
Counting down, descending on a great stretch of elastic.
5... growing heavy
4... soft and safe
3... warm and relaxed
2... almost there
1... right on the edge...
Tension! The elastic tightens and pulls
1...
2...
3...
4...
5...
They barely have time to understand what's happening before the descent begins again.
Over...
And over...
And over...
------------------------------------------------------------------------------ This was of a session with one of my clients, did you enjoy? You can support me on Ko-fi, and if you'd like to experience hypnosis with me, check my pinned post or fill out my Intake Form!
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My Own Sailor Scout
When someone requests my services, we spend some time chatting about their desires for the session. They already know what I am capable of, but I always make sure that I tailor sessions in such a way that their desires and fantasies are fulfilled without straining the poor things.
Even when we want it, letting go and allowing someone else to take the reins can be tough, and this Doll wanted to take those first steps.
We chatted and designed the session all around letting go, and letting me in.
The first bit of magic would be a simple little spell that when I clicked my fingers she would lock in place-
Like a statue…
Like a mannequin waiting for an outfit…
Like a drone awaiting a command…
When I brought her up and out of trance with my magic held deep inside a safe space in her mind, we chatted a little more. It was her first time going under with the purpose of having a new spell so I wanted to know about how the trance felt, how she-
SNAP
Her voice fell silent.
Her body slowed.
Her mind quietened.
I couldn't help but giggle to myself. I know how she is feeling right now. A whirl of excitement and disbelief, roiling and bubbling with joy. I spoke aloud to her, teasing a little.
She found herself speechless when I released her, giggling and giggling. I was right. She couldn't believe it. Every attempt to try and communicate how she felt just fell to cute dolly giggles.
And so I wove my second piece of magic, that when I have her frozen in place if I described myself posing her body she would feel herself being posed.
She was an excellent doll.
First I started with adorable little head tilts, and smiles, making her feel my control. Then I'd pool her hands in her lap like a sweet doll.
Every time I froze her and posed her, and then released her, she eagerly asked to be frozen and posed again. Each of her words was brimming with happiness, that is, if she was able to stop giggling in disbelief to get them out.
We wrapped up the session with something a little more fun.
I turned into her my own cutesy figurine.
I snapped my fingers and guided her up and out of her chair.
I brought her heels together, and lent her back so her cute behind would be on show.
I moved her head forward, gave it a little tilt, a smile, and closed one of her eyes in a wink.
The cherry on top; moving her hand to her closed eye in an adorable peace sign.
I kept her there for a little while, cooed in her ear about dressing her in a cute outfit and placing her on my shelf.
There was nothing she could do about it.
And that was how she wanted it.
My own Sailor Scout.
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Sublime Coincidence
My Dolls are such adorable little things. As folk who frequent my corner of the hypno community know, my Dolls and I enjoy playing games with a hypno twist. Helldivers has been one of our favourites.
Well, the developers have thoughtfully announced a brand new set of items with a beautiful new player title. My Dolls are already excited for it. Why should they use the titles of Captain, or Skull Admiral, or Expert Exterminator when they can proudly show every player they encounter that they are...
Free of Thought
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A Simple Question
As a general rule of mine, I try and make the little hypnotic spells I weave into my playthings bespoke in their design. While the outcome of a spell maybe similar, the journey to that destination is tailored to each one.
For instance, if I wanted to hold my Doll in place I could simply tie the calming feeling of their body slowing to a halt to the word 'freeze'. Its simple, concise, but its a bit too common of a word.
There can become a numbing to its presence in the everyday life of a Doll. "Put that on or you're gonna freeze.", "Can you get the food from the freezer?", 'freeze' becomes mundane. Its power, diluted.
The words I choose to weave into my Dolls have a presence. They place the spotlight on themselves when they wind from my lips into their mind.
It makes no sense to me to limit myself to just something short to cast a spell on my Dolls.
I refer to my hypnosis as magic and spells because there is pleasure to be found in the mystical nature of something indescribable like hypnosis, and treating it as such.
So, peppering the air with short, sharp stabs of vocabulary can make conversation feel transactional and impersonal.
But invoking a spell with a phrase or a whole sentence? Therein lies the rub.
And so, this is where I have grown to love a certain little question.
One that would feel like Cupid's arrow striking their heart when they heard it.
One that a sweet submissive doll, before any of my spells have been woven into them, can't help but answer with obedience.
One that a Doll of mine would never dream of resisting once my green ribbon had found purchase in their mind.
In common parlance, it is a cheeky asking of a favor, but with me it is an extension of my will.
It is a pulling of the strings that I gave you when you submitted to me.
It is a natural extension of the new you I shaped.
It is the fulfilling of your new purpose.
Are you ready to hear it, and obey?
Good.
Now...
Would you be a doll, and say "Yes Miss Saphi"?
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Installing Updates
You had a good night. A little session with me, followed by playing some games and just enjoying the evening to yourself.
Tiredness was making itself known, hanging on your shoulders and soothing your eyes to a gentle sleep, but your PC was still running and the last time you left it on overnight meant you were greeted by a uncomfortably warm room the following day.
You shrug off sleep's welcoming blanket and go through your little rituals; resisting one more quick game, closing everything down, turning off the lamp at your desk, repositioning the little figurine you knocked over when reaching for the lamp.
A blaze of solid colour greets you as your lamp turns off; your adjusting eyes fighting through the torrent of light to see what was happening on your monitor.
A Windows update…
You practically go limp in your chair with twinned apathy and disappointment, a sigh hanging in the air where you were holding yourself up. You fought off the notifications for so long, but your PC finally got you when your guard was down.
Usually you would've just pulled yourself up from your chair and left for your bed, but an unknown error interrupted the last update and you found your meticulously arranged desktop all rearranged and Edge had reinstalled again so you decided to just sit and let this one pan out.
What was a couple more minutes at your desk?
You tiredly chuckle under your breath when you remember the spinning dots at the centre of the screen is called throbber, and right now they're the best entertainment to keep you occupied.
The percentage number finally appears and begins its steady march through single digits.
You sigh again, realising this could be one of those ones where the PC restarts a whole bunch, so you decide to snuggle into your chair a little, resting your weary head on your shoulder.
A laboured blink rolls through your eyes.
20% complete.
Your head lolls with another chuckle, perhaps next time you blink the update would've sped up again, like skipping a cutscene.
In your tiredness, you decide to commit to the bit you've spun in your head and blink.
34% complete.
A little spark of joy lifts the veil of sleep for a moment, hehe your new power works!
Blink.
45% complete.
Blink.
58% complete.
Bllliink
66% complete.
Bllllllliiiinnnkk…
78% complete.
Your head was growing heavy, your eyelids using more energy with each blink.
Bllllllllllliiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnkkk…
Oh that one felt strange, like it was pulling your consciousness down as the darkness poured in behind your eyelids.
Blllllllllllllllllllllllllliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii-
Your eyes can't focus. Your head feels like its orbiting your shoulders. You feel like you're being rolled and tossed by a thick caramel sea.
-iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnkkk…
The text on screen is in triplicate, all copies fighting for recognition in your foggy mind.
97%
The three screens dance across your vision.
98%
Your mind is swimming.
99%
Your feel yourself slipping.
100%
The screen flashes white.
You sit bolt upright.
Your mind is full of calm laced with apprehension…
No… not apprehension…
Anticipation…
Like a dog waiting to run.
Like a firework waiting to go off.
Singular,sharpened,focused.
Thiswasagony,whythewaiting?
Timewasdragging
Youcanfeelafrustration
Itiscracklinginthecornersofyourmind.
BeggingpleadingscreamingpleasepleasepleasepleasePLEASE
The screen wakes up.
Good drone.
Your heart fills with pride, with accomplishment, with validation. The crashing waves of the Anticipation quell and hush.
Drone. [Action]: Stand.
You stand. You didn't even think about standing. You just stood. Like the white noise of your mind peeled away to the arrow of the words on your screen. Like you always have been standing, like it was your purpose to stand.
Good drone.
Fuck that felt good, you thought, but that sudden bursting forth of that thought was quickly hushed by the Anticipation.
Drone. [Action]: Strip.
You were naked. Like you were supposed to be naked. Like it was your natural state. That it was right that you weren't wearing anything.
Good drone.
Your body tries to convulse with the pleasure that courses through it, but you weren't told you could.
Preliminary Test: Complete
The Anticipation purred hungrily.
Drone. [Action]: Enter Standby.
…
The layers of your consciousness slide back into position.
You gather your bearings.
Your chest is heaving; your heart, racing.
The chill of cool night's air catches your attention, as the warmth of the clothes pooled at your feet begins to dissipate.
You go to react with the shock that you were just stood naked in front of your PC, but something in your mind reaches for that emotion and coddles it before it can go any further.
A calm settles on your thoughts like morning dew, that what happened was pleasant, and that you really should get going to bed.
You glance at the monitor one last time, and then at the PC next to it; the memories of botched updates passed surfacing again.
A single LED turning off informs you that your computer has gone to bed too.
With a contended sigh, you gather your clothes and make your way to your bed, each step soothing your body and welcoming back that warm blanket of sleep.
Cocooned in your blanket, head on your pillow, you can't help but softly smile as sleep pulls you in.
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Press Me, I Talk!
I love weaving little call and response spells in my Dolls.
It might be a greeting, or a little phrase, something small and innocent, but something affirming.
Something that helps them remember they're a sweet Doll of mine.
Something that fills their heart with safety and comfort.
Something that feels right to say there and then and it cannot wait.
I must admit, seeing the Doll blush deeply as their voice shapes the words I had woven into them is a nice little cherry on top.
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Good Luck Charm
I love the idea of dollification outside of play sessions.
Like casual and gentle dominance but a little more 'full-bodied'.
One day I would love to settle down to watch a film or play some games with a Doll of mine and-
SNAP
They're just a ragdoll in my lap, smiling through embroidered lips.
Watching me play and listening to me talk about the deep lore that hooks me.
My loving arms around them holding the controller in their lap.
Every input and button press feeling like a small hug as their head rests limply into my shoulder.
Giving them little forehead kisses between matches and loading screens.
My little good luck charm.
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In the Dot of the i
While exploring kink and sex makes my work as a hypno domme exciting, one of the reasons I will keep doing it is moments like one that I recently had with a new client of mine.
She was such a sweetheart; only just discovered that she enjoyed being called a doll, and - to my knowledge at least - had only begun to feel a resonance between herself and dollification.
I felt so honoured as she opened up to me and felt safety in telling me how it all made her feel. God I felt so proud of her.
We organised her session to be on a Saturday morning, a perfect time to whisper away all the stress of the working week. I had one express goal, one that I shared with her and made it known that I will achieve it:
Making her feel tended to.
Everyone, she sank so deep for me. Every time she responded to a call as we went down into trance, her words became heavier and heavier, until eventually she was blissfully lost in my voice.
I sat her on my lap like she was the doll she was always meant to be and cooed in her ear about how well she did for me. She didn't have much experience in trance, so to have her be sound and safe on my lap like this was... god I was so proud of her.
She was a bit speechless when she came up, a little giggly too which was adorable. She felt everything as she felt she should. She couldn't believe the time either, and we joked about how Jeremy Bearimy it can be, hence the title.
It is the moments like this that keep me going.
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