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HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!!

Here's a lovely little story I comm'd from Duth Olec a while back, featuring their characters Jb and Wren going on a Hypnotic Blind Date. Perfect for Valentine's Day!

This Piece Duth commissioned from ONO-FIRE was the inspiration for this story, featuring Jb pulling Wren close in her grasp.

BINDING BLIND DATE

Wren goes on a blind date. Little do they realize their date knows them from another life, and won't let them leave this time.

CONTENT WARNING: Non-Con Hypnosis and Coils, Blind Date that kind of becomes a Kidnapping

Wren stared at their menu. They’d never stared at a menu harder in their life, even though they didn’t perceive a single word on it.

The short human sat in a busy restaurant amidst chattering patrons, hiding behind the menu, wearing a suit a size too big that still felt too snug. Tonight was the first night in years Wren had gone on a date, let alone a blind date. They felt every short hair out of place on their head like a spider telling them they weren’t good enough. As soon as their date saw them Wren was sure they would bail. They almost wanted to have the date somewhere vacant to avoid the embarrassment, but then they were nervous about meeting a blind date alone.

“Wren Huppe, I presume?”

As soon as Wren heard that rolling voice tickle their ears their heart fluttered. They remained hiding behind their menu.

“Y-Yes, I’m Wren.” They peeked out. “And you must be—gorgeous. I mean—no—yes—that is—Janan! You must be Janan.” The dazzling beauty who stood before Wren laughed.

Wren stared—tried not to stare—stared at their blind date, her figure bulging in her tight red top and hotpants. Peachy pink gloves held the muscles of her arms, as did thigh-high stockings for her long legs that looked toned enough to crush somebody. The only part of her body that didn’t look too thick for her clothes was her bare midriff. Her lips looked full enough to use as a pillow, and her bright brown eyes looked crimson against her pink hair trailing in twin tails. In comparison, Wren felt downright dumpy.

Hearts adorned Janan’s outfit: heart collar, heart armbands, heart goggles and gloves and stockings and orbs around her shoulders. Something about her overwhelming heart theme felt familiar to Wren, but so focused were they on Janan they couldn’t think of where.

“And you must be the cutest thing I’ve ever seen,” Janan said. Wren blushed as she sat across from them and leaned close.

“Th-Thank you,” Wren said, staring at the table, “but I’m not really—I mean I guess I—” Janan placed a finger to Wren’s chin and tipped their head to look at her eyes. Wren stared—they looked brighter, or darker, or just so fascinating and lovely.

“Oh, yes, you are,” Janan said. “You’re so cute I could just eat you up.”

She leaned closer and pulled her hand to draw Wren closer, who could only assume the hearts they saw were a sign of love.

“In fact,” Janan said, “why don’t we go somewhere a little more private? Public restaurants like this are so impersonal, don’t you think?”

“Uh-huh.” Wren could only mumble, mouth agape, as they stared at their date. Far away Wren’s mind wondered what was going on, but all their nervousness, concern, fear, worry, anything negative faded as Janan spun through their head.

She stood and beckoned Wren to rise, and they followed her out the restaurant, watching her hips move as she walked. Wren followed in a daze, the city falling into a rosy haze as Janan led them astray, a sweet scent of spicy perfume drawing Wren closer to her. They swore the orbs around Janan’s shoulders glowed, but nothing seemed impossible for her. She spun around on occasion so Wren could see her full body, beckoning them onward.

The city faded. Wren realized they’d entered a park and followed Janan to a corner packed with trees out of sight. She pulled Wren close and wrapped her arms around them.

“Now, this quiet little corner is much nicer than a noisy public place where we’ll be seen, isn’t it?” Janan said.

“Uhh.” Wren’s mind overloaded as Janan gripped them tight against her soft, toned body. Janan grinned.

“A quiet little empty place where no one will know what happened to you.”

Wren blinked. They looked up at her.

“What?” They were muffled as Janan pressed their head down against her breasts. Wren moaned as the gaseous perfume from Janan’s orbs swirled around them, soaking their senses with submissive passion. Her voice kneaded Wren’s mind, the words less important than the melody she strung with Wren’s thoughts.

“Oh, yes, you’re a cute little Wren, you are.” Janan petted Wren’s head. “I thought I recognized you. Of course, you wouldn’t recognize me now, and I haven’t used my old name in years, so now you may call me”—she pulled Wren’s head up to stare into her eyes, which pulsed with bright and twinkling pink and red hearts—“your love goddess Jb.”

“Love . . .” Wren mumbled as they stared into Jb’s hypnotic eyes, their mind sinking into divine molasses slowing their thoughts and transforming them into love. The park fades from their mind. The date fades from their mind. They only recognize Jb as a goddess bestowing upon them divine pleasure.

Jb’s hips expand against Wren, and they feel her legs grow wider, curvier, slithering, curling around them. Jb’s arms hold Wren tighter as her snake body wraps around them, wider and bigger than Wren’s entire body. Wren gasps as Jb squeezes them tight, but their mind is so steeped in Jb’s intoxicating hypnotic spell they only recognize it as the divine hug of a love goddess. Another squeeze and Wren smiles, all their fears and reservations about lamias dissolved away by Jb’s hypnotic love.

“You ran away from me once, long ago,” Jb said.

Wren gasped as she slipped her tail under their suit and slithered her soothing, massaging, divine scales against their skin.

“You won’t run away this time, little Wren.”

She squeezed her thick coils tighter, pressing Wren’s legs close as she grasped their hips and enveloped their chest. Wren gasped with each squeeze, breathing in more of Jb’s hypnotic perfume drowning their mind into bliss.

“I’ve caught you, mind and body, and you’ll be mine for good now.”

Jb curled her tail under Wren’s suit around their torso before she slipped it down Wren’s pants, wrapping around their hips and sliding between their legs. Wren’s gasps grew erratic, their smile wide and open as drool dripped onto Jb’s spinning coils. Their wide eyes pulsed faster in a mirror of Jb’s as her hypnotic spell gripped Wren’s mind stronger, blocking all thoughts and feelings not subservient to Jb’s divine love.

As Jb drowned Wren’s mind in her hypnotic control she gripped their body tighter and heavier, enveloping their shoulders. Wren’s body sank in her grip, the weight overwhelming them. Their legs buckled, but Jb suspended them in her coils and wiped their senses of all but her. Wren gulped as Jb’s tail squeezed their neck, pressing her cool, velvety scales closer against their skin.

They gasped as Jb continued to slink and slither her tail under their clothes, wider loops around their chest and hips and between their legs.

“Now worship your love goddess, little Wren,” Jb said. Wren gasped and sighed a moaning acquiescence.

Jb grinned. She pressed her tail tighter between Wren’s legs and pushed them up closer to her.

“My dear, this was a lovely date. Now for a kiss to seal your fate.” She pressed Wren’s lips to hers and kissed them, wrapping her honeyed tongue around Wren’s and pushing her influence down their throat until Wren was nothing but a vessel to pour her passion into.

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