#mind alteration

[siremasterlawrence]

Hypno House Part 3

Three of my clients have suggest I sue The actor for Reacher the massive Alan Ritchson for their new campaign The Real You brand new start. This clothing brand that matters most to the public they say with this over the top type of presentation they presented to me because they think I can deliver an excellent product. I laugh a bit walking behind the desk as I slip in to the chair as I spun it facing the desk as I pound the keys and the compute screen is lighting up and showcasing the program I made. I press another button as the project goes on shooting on to the canvas is my very own reproduced presentation as the show a AI of Alan Ritchson appears on the screen and he smiles. Some how the Ai literally is jumping from the screen to the rooms floor to all the awe and shocks as applause is rolling through.

He waves at everyone before open his Ai mouth to speak with precision I begin to remove my cellphone from my jean side pocket and typed away a messaging to my crew. The crew rushing into a swinging door as they each take side pushing in a large cart it’s extremely long but what’s the main surprise is to see Mr. Ritchson and his gigantic body laying on it. In its extraordinary display of power they stop the cart, they slowly strip of him of the enlarged straps holding him down and exit the room. I clap at my latest victorybefore flipping a switch as his body is lowering with us and the floor dropping to the basement at my command the process begins. I crack up walking up to the mindless body placing the micro chip on to the back of his neck as I shoveit in and press the red button as he comesto life a mere puppet.

“Rise my slave, meet your maker and undress”

“Yes Master!”

“Kneel”

“Yes Master!”

“Face me and kiss me””

“Mmmm! I submit “

“I love that”

“How did you know?”

“I know all”

“Fuck!”

“I bow to you “

“How may I pleasure?”

“I need you to join my campaign”

“Whatever brings you joy”

“Sir Yes Sir”

“I love you “

“Follow me in to the board room after you get dressed. Put these on that fine ass”

“Sir Yes Master Sir”

“Focus! Sorry!”

“Hey Master”

“Let’s do this “

“Stand in front of the camera”

“Smile pussy”

“Hahahaha”

“Blow me a kiss “

“Hot! Yes Sir”

“Read the prompter on my command “

“As you wish”

“Of course! Naturally!”

“My Master! I only obey”

“Excellent! Test me”

“Who are you ?”

“A masculine pussy “

“No! Who cares about your type?”

“Pussy”

“Absolutely “

“Listen to me Alan! I speak only the truth you know that right? Yes! Of course you do because you know I am your lord and savior who rules all. I am your life now from the odd very moment you wake up your first and only thought. I am the light in your eyes that keeps you up all day, keeps your ares fluttering and you know I am always right that man if your dreams. You love me at my core and understand me in ways no one else can. I am the love of your life and you have succumb to me.”

“Yes Master! I am ready, where do I look? Let me prove it to you.”

The end

[wellwells]

Depravity

Alice looked at the cctv image of the red haired woman. She was just staring... smiling. The High-Security lab just called her "Depravity". She was secured to the wall with a leash on her neck.

"She can't be this dangerous, right? Thick walls, soundproof glass, what is she?"

"She is a auditory and optical hazard. Don't interact with her in any way. I know you're new here, so i want you to be safe." Hannah talked in a very serious tone, more serious than Alice expected.

"But what exactly is going on with her?"

"We don't really know, she suddenly appeared in a some small village, and almost got killed. Then she got shipped here in a soundproof container, restrained and cuffed like a serial killer or something. It's our job to find out what the hell is wrong with her. We've been instructed to not interact with her in ANY way."

Alice looked back at the camera footage of the girl just vacantly staring at nothing, smiling. How can she be so dangerous?

The rest of the week was long and tedious. Alice and Hanna did tests on "Depravity", at least they tried to. They spoke to her through a one-way speaker, getting no response whatsoever. They tried to give her bread and water through a tube, but she was wholly uninterested in it, needing neither food or water... or a toilet, sleep or air. "What the everliving fuck is this thing?" Hanna turned the access to fresh air in the cell back on. "I was afraid that would kill her, but she just... fucking smiles!"

Alice was just as confused- and intrigued. There was something about her; her red hair, her fake-looking freckles, her tik-tok esque makeup. She definitely looked just like some random E-Girl from Instagram, she looked so human... so... cute.

Over the weekend, Alice was only thinking about whatever this "Depravity" was. Why was she called that? Alice was invited to a party by her friends, but she didn't go. She just sat at home, thinking about this strange girl. When monday came, Alice was determined to do something drastic.

"Hey Alice, you look different. New makup routine?"

"Not really. I don't know? I guess i used more makup than usual."

While talking to Hannah, she secretly stole her keycard. Then she waited for Hannahs break, seizing the opportunity.

She walked towards the thick door, her heart pounding. She had to know, she just had to see her in person.

Alice opened the door, and there she was, just sitting there, staring as usual, paying no attention to her guest.

Alice walked closer and expected her to suddenly scream or jump. Alice stood there for a good minute, realizing that... nothing is happening.

The more she looked at the girl, the more she realized that it's just that: a girl. Nothing special... merely a girl... a cute, sexy, totally not special- Alice snapped out of it. "What are you? Who are you?"

No response. Alice grew a little impatient, annoyed. "Listen, i know you're just pretending to be mute!"

No response, not even a glance.

Something brew inside Alice's mind. "Hey! I'm talking to you, you bitch!" Alice realized what she just said, but couldn't bring herself to apologize. There was something growing in her, some kind of hatred, some kind of superiority.

"You're just a girl! Just a dumb fucking girl!"

Why was she insulting her? It felt so right, so just. It was heavy in the air around Depravity, some kind of slut-aura. An invisible draw, an athmosphere, like positively and negatively charged atoms. A screaming, glowing difference in power dynamics. Alice noticed the girls smile widening. Alice snapped.

"Oh yeah, you like this, you slut?"

The girl looked at Alice, her eyes piercing into her head, injecting her venom.

"Fuck, what... is going on?"

Alice took the leash and detached it from the wall, the other end still on Depravitys neck.

"I get it now... I understand what you are! You're a slut, an object. Just... a whore!"

Depravity just smiled her usual smile, satisfied.

Alice yanked on the leash hard, sending Depravity to the floor. Depravity grinned, letting out a mix between chuckle and moan.

"You're so fucking dumb. Look at you!"

Alice kneeled beside Depravity, holding her head up by her hair. "Dumb slut!" Alice spit in her face, Depravity eagerly trying to lick it up.

Alice spent the next few minutes spitting, insulting, kicking and... biting... groping... kissing...

Their eyes met again and Alice felt her memories melt, shift and contort, her personality slowly swallowed up by a black hole.

It slowly dawned on her, minute by minute. While groping and kissing the dumb slut, she noticed a pattern. Alice was also pretty, and had typical E-Girl makeup... She also had a sexy figure and nice, small but perky boobs. Alice noticed that she didn't want to insult her any more. They were the same.

Hannah returned, making the mistake of leaving the door open. "Alice?! What the fuck are you doing?!" Hannah now stood in the doorway.

Alice, half-aware, glanced at Hannah. She couldn't answer, her ability to speak already traded in for the knowledge of it's obsolence. Sluts don't talk, they just smile.

Hannah tried to pry the two whores apart, to no avail. One of Alice's hand was in Depravitys pants, the other grabbed her hair. Depravity groped Alice's boobs, frequently yanking on Alice's hair as well. They giggled and moaned, dumb animals.

"Alice, what has gotten into you?! You're behaving like a slut!"

Depravity looked into Hannahs eyes. Hannah was right. They were sluts.

Hannah yanked on Depravitys leash while pulling on Alice's hair.

In Hannahs eyes, the experiment was a success.

She spit in Alice's face. She was so cute...

[fugitive-96]

Maid for Christmas (TG/FTF/ID)

Snow filled the dark grey sky of the winter day, trickling down to the ground below, before a pair of boots scraped through them, crinkling their way up towards a large manor house.

A group of eight people stood in the entranceway, all eagerly waiting to be let in. They had all seen an online advert for a Christmas temp position which many of the group figured was easy work, and had been invited to a group interview session on this very day.

The advert said the owner of the house needed several new employees for the Christmas season given the upcoming festivities. The exact nature of the job was unclear, but a job was a job and money was money.

Eric looked around in awe of the massive house.

"Man, wouldn't mind living here." Eric said to himself. He was a fairly tall decently built guy in his early twenties, with short brown hair and a pale face that was reddening from the cold.

"Yeah, but I'm pretty sure a place this grand is probably pretty old, don't think it'd be easy to heat this time of year." Troy replied, who was a more average build with black hair.

"I don't know, maybe Eric's right. It'd be nice to get all warm and cozy in a place like this" Justine replied, throwing Eric a smile which he reciprocated.

The group of eight were all of similar age, all clearly in their early to mid twenties, save for one of them, Toby, who was clearly at least in his mid thirties.

Eric, Troy, Jake, Sean and Toby made up the male population of the group, whilst Beth, Sarah and Justine were the only three women. The entire group were fairly average looking, Sean seemed especially nerdy however with his large glasses and slight acne on his face, whereas Jake was slightly larger in build than the others.

Beth looked to be a bit more reserved, overdoing it with the number of layers she was wearing and having her hair block most of her face, whilst Sarah seemed a lot more outgoing with her makeup and fashion sense, Justine was somewhere in between.

"So, you guys doing this whilst studying?" Sean asked.

Most of the group nodded save for Toby, Sarah and Jake.

"Still haven't decided what I want to do yet, figured I'd just earn some money for now."

"Same." Jake replied.

"Oh, I graduated a while back. Just been doing small jobs here and there ever since." Toby replied, feeling a bit out of place amongst the group.

"Man, really hope they let us in soon." Eric said shivering on the spot.

"You said it, my nuts are freezing out here." Troy replied through gritted teeth.

"As opposed to roasting on an open fire?" Justine replied in a playfully witty tone.

"Ha ha." Troy responded sarcastically.

Beth walked up through the group and pushed lightly on the door, finding it to be open.

"Seriously?! It's been open this whole time?!" Said Sarah.

"Just figured I'd try, no-one else seemed to."

"Hang on, we sure were not supposed to be let in yet?" Eric said.

"What are they gonna do, fire us?" Troy replied as he entered, the rest of the group following suit.

Once inside they were immediately greeted by warmth. The interior was very spacious, with lavish wooden walls decorated with various engravings and sculptures, along with feminine statues lining one side. The place was old, but clearly well maintained, there wasn't a speck of dust or a cobweb to be seen with how much it glistened with a spotless sheen.

The group had little time to take any of it in as just then, the click of heels came from the hallway before a maid appeared from around the corner.

She was dressed in a latex maid outfit and carried herself very professionally, head held high as she addressed the group in a heavy French accent.

"Ah. You are ze new employeez vor madame?" She asked.

"Um... yes! We were told to wait here?" Justine said slightly nervously, she along with the rest of the group all being rather taken aback by the sight of the maid.

"Parfaite. If you will follow moi and I shall began your tour of ze home." She said gesturing for the group to follow.

"First we have ze lounge. Zis is where Madame will have ze guests during ze Christmas party." She said opening a set of double doors leading to a lounge room. It had an extravagant design to the walls and ceilings, with various silver decorative pieces littering the room.

"I av been informed that two of you will be stationed here for your first introdhuctory lesson. Once you are done, you shall be given the tour of the remainder of ze house." The maid said gesturing for Beth and Troy to stay, before leading the rest of the group away.

"Guess we've got the job then?" Beth said.

"I guess so, don't get why they didn't tell us that on the invitation email, or why they said it was a group interview?" Troy replied.

Beth and Troy were left standing in the lounge before hearing the soft patter of heels against carpet coming from another doorway in the room, through which walked another maid dressed with a large grey coat over her outfit.

"So, you ah mine for ze day?"

She had a mysterious yet sultry confidence to her voice and the way she carried herself, easing her way out of her coat allowing Beth and Troy to fully take in her figure encased in the sleek uniform, not noticing that she too was eyeing them as she removed her coat.

"I am Antoinette. I will oversee your... induction." She said coyly.

"Firstly, it is important that you adhere to ze strict dress code. All staff wear uniform of a similar style, but the materials are ze same." She said running her hands up and down her body, her fingers catching on slight folds and creases in the latex that caused it to crinkle and squeak loudly, all the while showing off her tightly encased figure.

Troy suddenly felt his temperature rise, it was hard to deny how sexy the woman was being, honestly it was bordering on something he'd see in a strip club, but for whatever reason something told him to just continue watching. He pulled at the collar of his shirt before releasing it, locked in on the view of Antoinette, but as he let go it did feel tighter around his neck, and the material seemed thinner and sleeker to his touch.

Beth too was feeling the heat as she watched, causing her to breathe heavily, her layers suddenly didn't feel as heavy over her anymore, and the feeling of weight on her chest seemed to grow slightly.

Antoinette then took a tray and carried it over to the nearby table, sliding it on in an exaggerated manner.

"Uuh! Madame's guests expect... *moan!* Good presentation." She spoke between strained exaggerated moans.

"Hence your uniforms, ze are designed to highlight your figures."

Beth and Troy were both struggling to register what they were being told. They were both ensnared, their eyes and minds locked on the sight before them. With that Troy didn't notice his perspective shift slightly, his eyeline now being lower than before. His breathing had also become sharper and he generally felt somewhat lighter in his torso.

As she continued thrusting, the pair watching on couldn't take their eyes off her ass that jiggled with each thrust, with only a vague awareness that their clothing continued to make strange sounds, like they were straining or crinkling, especially somewhere low behind them that for both felt heavier than before.

As Beth watched on, she felt a need to instinctively reach a hand up to twirl a finger through her hair, but she never used to do that. Not to mention, it seemed shorter and curlier than before and more out the way of her face, like it had shortened, or something was holding it back on her head, like a cap or something.

Troy continued staring on, but he could vaguely notice some kind of straining sensation around his chest, with the crinkling sound being more like a pair of balloons slowly inflating and some degree of extra weight and sensitivity in that area.

The crinkling sound was now coming from all over the pair's bodies, with them feeling a sensation of tightness and encasement, but also a sensation of bareness, like whatever it was was a second skin to them. They could now register more of how their forms felt, even if their vision was still locked on Antoinette. Beth seemed to feel slightly more exaggerated in places, whereas Troy felt as though his entire body from the neck down was alien, completely unfamiliar to him.

Antoinette continued on, carefully placing items on the table whilst she flexed and bent her body into various positions to show it off, the material of her uniform still squeaking loudly.

The pair rubbed their legs together as they watched, causing audible squeaks of material with a slick sound like it was pulling up, roughly to where a skirt would reach. Beth felt the material become looser in that area compared to Troy's which was to him felt tighter, more constrictive, tight enough to notice it feeling like something that was once between his legs was now gone. They heard the material move again, this time shortening their sleeves, causing Beth to feel a radiating sensation from her bear skin becoming exposed, as though it were more tanned than before.

They were completely entranced, unable to think or process anything resembling concern or fear at whatever was happening to them. Any trace of free will was sapped out of them with each second they continued looking on, completely ensnared in Antoinette's web.

"Organization and presentation is key."

Troy bit his lip, which the longer he held onto began to feel larger, along with the trace of a moan escaping his lips that was a far higher tone than his usual voice. Similarly with Beth she teased her lip with the tip of her tongue, hers also began to feel it was enlarging slightly, whilst also having a glossier texture than before.

"Her staff must adhere to the physical specifications she requires, your image reflects her image."

"That is, after all, why Madame hired you." Antoinette said playfully eyeing them as she arced her leg back into the air.

"They expect to be fully served, and your bodies are fully capable of such varied... positions."

Troy pulled his face into a pleasured expression, which led to a small crunch, pop, and jolt at his head, it feeling lighter and sharper, nd generally more delicate than before, along with him hearing his hair trickle down the material in a ponytail against his neck.

Beth widened her eyes, causing her to feel a similar crunching sensation but not as extreme, more so feeling the weight of makeup on her face.

With that their clothing began gaining their final details, with white lining in places and a printed on apron for each, polished black heels on their feet, along with the area around Beth's chest lowering to show off her new cleavage. With that, there now stood two new maids for the manor.

Beth still somewhat resembled her prior self, just less reserved and more lively in expression whilst Troy bared no resemblance to his old self, his black hair now blonde, his face and wider form fully feminized, and overall he appeared more collected and mysterious with how 'she' carried herself.

"I expect you to dedicate yourselves to your tasks." Antoinette said in a slightly presumptuous tone, like a parent talking to their children.

"Of course, absolutely." Beth replied as she clapped her hands together, now sounding far more confident and outgoing with a wide-eyed expression, with her far more pronounced chest shaking with every movement she made.

"We have much to do before the guests arrive. The room definitely needs further decorations for th-zis time of year. Are there any specific expectations about additional services?" She asked casually.

"I take it you are eager?" Antoinette replied.

"Well, we do have to fully dedicate ourselves to zeir service." Beth replied playfully giggling in response, her voice occasionally dipping into an accent.

"A time will come for zat. First, it is impehative that you know how to carry yourself."

"Like this?" Troy replied giving her leg a slight kick, holding out her hands in a delicate manner whilst giving a slight confident look to her face that was reflected in her voice.

"Parfaite Mademoiselle!" Antoinette replied admiring the way the young woman was perfectly showing off the grace of her feminine figure.

"You av clearly trained very ard for this position."

"Merci, words cannot express how long I av wanted to be a part of ze staff ere, serving Madame." Troy replied, initially mimicking Antoinette's accent, before her voice completely shifted into a French accent.

"Aah, you will be a fun one." Antoinette said closely approaching Troy, resting a finger on her chin as she inspected the new maid.

"We av a few hours before we are expecting guests. I will show you ze rest of the uose, and we will then find ze rest of ze new staff."

"Ooh, I am so looking forward to meeting zem!" Beth responded, her bubbly voice now fully gaining an accent.

With that the three maids walked out, hips and arms swaying in a confident seductive manner as they ventured off into the rest of the manor.

To be continued?

[bewci]

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[covenoftheopenmind]

Mind Altering Meditation - Lecture 5 - Wicca and Witchcraft 101

[grimoire-y-em-babble-y-bare]

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[malinaa]

if i think about the hunger games in peeta's perspective i WILL start sobbing

[siremasterlawrence]

When The Siren Calls

“Hello? Who is this? Answer me”

“Static…what the”

“My voice booms”

“Yyyeeessss”

“Go to the door “

“Open the door “

“Let me in”

“Please come in”

“Why thank you!”

“Put the phone away “

“Yes Master”

“Kneel for me”

“Face me!”

“Yes Sir”

“I love you Jessie”

“Yes Master”

“Take my hand in yours “

“Kiss it”

“Wrap over my waist”

“Hold on tightly “

“Get closer”

“Lay on me”

“Feel me up “

“Inhale my scent “

“That’s it dig your nose “

“In to my crotch”

“Yes boi! Keep it up “

“Unzip my pants!”

“Play with my cock”

“You love it! So obsessed “

“Oh God Master”

“Master Lawrence “

“Oooohhhhh!”

“Mmmmmmm”

“I am in love with “

“Aaahhhh…I love you “

“What on earth did you do to …”

“To you “

“Mwahahahahaha “

“Zip your mouth “

“Kneel”

“The fuck”

“I said…”

“SHUT UP “

“Yes”

“Reach for my cock”

“Dig deep “

“You got it”

“Play with it “

“Stare at it adoringly”

“Rub it on your face”

“Kiss it”

“Lick it “

“Suck it”

“You are in awe “

“Adore the taste”

“Suck it”

“Every inch”

“Every crevice”

“Explore

“Oh fuck”

“Squirt me”

“Make me a urinal”

“Down my throat

“Yyyeeesss”

“Yes…yes…yes”

“Harder “

“Harder”

“HARDER”

“Aaaaahhh”

“Yyyyeeeessss”

“FUCK”

“JUiCy”

“Best drink ever “

“Spun me around “

The end

[lotus-pear]

horrendously late entry for @luneariann’s dtiys!! congrats on one million ely i’m so proud of you <3

[theshitpostcalligrapher]

bought the dungeon meshi world guide, and oh my GOD

so APPARENTLY

Walking mushrooms "cute appearance and unexpected complexity have earned them many fans, and there are associations of walking mushroom fanciers all over the world"

guys

GUYS

I NEED ART OF LIKE. PIGEON FANCIER LEVELS OF BUCKWILD WALKING MUSHROOM BREEDS I M M E D I A T E L Y

[umbratticalksp]

😍🖤☠️

The austere and formal, magnetic impression that is Illumi Zoldyck. All black, all stare...and surprisingly faithful! Swooon~~~🥰🖤📍💕✨

[veryintricaterituals]

but babe, you ASKED me to gaslight you, don't you see? I'm honestly so hurt that you dare to insinuate that i would erase my horrible behavior and your attempted suicide all on my own! And to think that I have to put up with this AFTER all the effort i went through to murder your daughter and your only fledgling! I sometimes feel so underappreciated in this relationship 🥺

[mias-back-from-the-dead]

listen its been weeks and SEVERAL rewatches

and I STILL cannot get over the fucking beauty of the scene in nimona where the fire of her phoenix form LIGHTS up the hard light construct billboard screen thing depicting the tale of gloreth

like the sun bleeding through stained glass, apotheosis and sacrifice uncontainable within the limits of the story she's been cast into

It's such an indescribably perfect moment of the visual language of this world married into the narrative I just

[internal screeching]

[cringefailvox]

alastor is such an insidious dealmaker because he's so reasonable. he doesn't ask for anything outlandish, especially not right out of the gate—he agrees to make a commercial so long as he's never asked to engage with anything tv-related again. he turns down charlie's soul and readily concedes to the stipulation that her favor doesn't have to hurt anyone. from the way husk describes their deal ("when you're down on your luck, you turn to anything to keep you afloat"), it heavily implies to me that husk went to alastor, not the other way around. alastor gets his foot in the door by making himself freely available, and by making it easy to tell him no the first dozen times he nonchalantly offers a deal, so by the time he starts angling for a deal he actually does want, you're less likely to notice immediately how predatory he's being, or how he's backed you into an inescapable corner. he makes himself an inevitability. you know he's a monster, you know that he's manipulating you—but he's also become your only choice, and so you don't even get the consolation of being able to say he tricked you, because you chose it

[shutupcrime]

Honestly at this point when Netflix cancels a show it’s an assurance of quality

[sunlit-mess]

I don't hold grudges, that anger feeds into self-loathing instead.