Nate tried going through his usual daily routine in the hopes of getting his mind back on track. Though no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t get the tiger’s cock out of his mind. No matter where he stepped, no matter where he turned, he kept seeing imaginary visions of Jett’s cock just out of his field of vision. Every time he turned his head to get a good look at the cocks, they would instantly vanish as if they never existed, only for more cocks to suddenly appear out of the corner of his eye.

Nate even struggled to do something as basic as pouring himself a bowl of cereal for breakfast, because he kept getting distracted by a constant barrage of images of Jett’s cock within his mind’s eye. Not even shutting his eyes tight did anything to help, as he even saw images of his friend’s dick behind his eyelids.

It was right then and there that Nate knew he needed to pay Jett an unannounced visit, hoping that having an honest cock-to-cock… er, heart-to-heart conversation with him would start to fix his odd problem. He drove down all the way to his friend’s house and knocked on his front door until Jett opened it.

“Hey man, what’s up?” Jett casually greeted the dog, pretending to be surprised to see him.

“Dude, we need to cock-“ Nate vigorously shook his head over his little slip-up. “-I mean talk!”

Nate was nervously pacing back and forth in front of the couch in Jett’s living room. The tiger was sitting in the middle of his couch just having recently listened to Nate pour his heart out about all of his recent issues. “So, let me get this straight.” Jett started. “You can’t think of literally anything at all right now, except for my cock, right?”

“Yes!” Nate loudly exclaimed, who stopped pacing to fully turn his attention over to the tiger. “I’ve been seeing your dick everywhere! Out of the corner of my eye, in my dreams. Hell, even when I close my eyes, I see your cock silently judging my every move!”

“You do know this is a really weird thing to admit to your best friend, right?” Jett snarked.

“Yeah, I know, I know…” Nate sheepishly admitted. “Especially since every time I think about your cock for a little longer than usual, I start to drool a little bit, not gonna lie…”

Nate suddenly felt his body freeze up like a statue as his mind got stuck on the thought of his friend’s cock for a while, and he started to drool out of the corner of his mouth. When the dog noticed Jett raise an eyebrow in curiosity, he immediately broke free of his temporary trance and quickly wiped his drool away.

“Uh… forget I said anything…” Nate awkwardly tried to walk back his admission.

“So, what do you want me to do about your little problem?” Jett asked.

“Well, I was thinking you could use your, um…” Nate struggled to think what he should refer to Jett’s device as. “…flashy thingy.”

“Flashy thingy?” Jett questioned. “You mean my trophy?”

“Yeah, that.” Nate admitted. “I don’t know what it is, but something about that red light that shines brightly over the tip of your trophy makes me feel like…” Nate felt his body start to freeze up again. “…time just stops for a brief moment… makes me feel a little more lightheaded than usual…”

“Yeah, my neuralyzer does a bit more than just that.” Jett muttered under his breath.

“So I was thinking maybe you could flash me with that trophy again and somehow make me forget all about your cock.” Nate finished.

“You know, that very well may be possible.” Jett wondered out loud. “I’ve been thinking, that you’ve been talking about my cock an awful lot lately. Care to admit that your girlfriend deserves to be with the guy who has the bigger and better cock?” Jett asked in a joking tone.

Nate didn’t take Jett’s comment as a joke, and grew a pretty concerned look on his face. “What? No, dude. Size doesn’t always matter, you know.”

Without saying a word, Jett held out a hand near one of Nate’s ears, and then suddenly snapped his fingers. The dog’s body froze up as stiff as a board from the triggering sound, while the pupils in his eyes shrunk to the size of tiny pinpricks.

“Size does matter.” Nate corrected himself in a monotone voice. “Bigger cocks are better. Thicker cocks are better. Longer cocks are better.” He repeatedly chanted.

“Ahhh… music to my ears…” Jett reveled in the absolute power he held over Nate’s mind, greatly enjoying how easy it was to manipulate the dog into constantly stroking his own ego for him. After he grew tired of Nate mindlessly chanting about cocks, Jett snapped his own fingers once more.

Nate instantly snapped out of his brief trance as the pinprick pupils in his eyes returned to their normal size. He held one of his hands over the side of his head in complete confusion. “Wh-what just happened?”

Jett ruffled his hand through Nate’s blonde hair. “Heh, I’m just messin’ with ya, bro.” Jett removed the small pillow sitting next to him on the couch that was concealing his cock-shaped neuralyzer. He picked it up in his hand and pointed the tip towards Nate’s face. The dog’s eyes grew wide from the sight, and he instantly sank to his knees in front of the tiger.

“I kneel for you, and only you, my king.” Nate reverently told Jett, his pupils shrinking again as he was further brainwashed by his king’s patriarchal power.

“I demand a few platonic kisses to be planted against the tip of my royal scepter.” Jett explained to Nate. “Might as well enjoy it while you still can, before I wipe your mind clean of all thoughts of my cock.”

“Of course, my king.” Nate planted a platonic yet reverential kiss against the tip of the trophy’s cock. “Your every whim and every desire must all be obeyed.” Nate left a little longer kiss. “All hail King Jett, who rules the world and controls us all.” Nate left a quick succession of three obedient kisses against the tip.

When Nate hesitantly removed his lips from Jett’s trophy, the tiger held it up firmly in his hand with the cock head right in front of the dog’s eyes. Jett grabbed his sunglasses and placed them over his own eyes, and pressed down on the button.

The bright red light slowly built up and then flashed its hypnotic rays right into Nate’s face, instantly halting his mind and bringing him down under a very heavy trance. Nate was staring back at Jett with completely blank, glazed-over eyes and mouth slightly agape.

“Nate, can you hear me?” Jett asked the dog, after having removed his sunglasses and set the neuralyzer back under the small pillow.

It took a while for Nate’s answer to travel through the thick mental haze that was clouding his brain. “Yes, I hear you.” He answered back in a monotone voice.

“Good.” Jett squeezed his knees together and then patted his hand over them. “I want you to crawl over to me and rest your head here.”

“Of course, master.” Nate shuffled himself on his knees closer to where Jett was sitting, and obediently leaned in to rest his head upon his knees. “Like this, master?”

“Yes, just like that.” Jett praised his subject for obeying his every command so thoroughly. The tiger held out a hand closer to Nate’s face. “I want you to clear your mind.”

Jett used his fingers to softly brush away the blonde bangs that were partially covering Nate’s left eye. “Clear your mind…”

Nate lightly tilted his head to the left. “Clear my mind…” He whispered in a distantly dazed voice.

Jett brushed away the bangs that were partially covering Nate’s right eye. “Clear your mind…”

Nate slightly tilted his head to the right. “Clear my mind…”

Jett held both of his thumbs near Nate’s temples, and started rubbing them in little circles. “Clear your mind of all thoughts of my cock.”

Nate moaned from the sensation of Jett literally rubbing his thoughts away. Jett moved one of his hands back to his head again so he could continue stroking his fingers through his hair. “All those visions you see of my cock out of the corner of your eye, no matter where you turn?” Jett snapped his fingers near Nate’s ear. “Gone in a flash.”

“All… gone…” Nate gasped out as he sensed so many images of Jett’s cock that were snugly nestled inside of his mind, instantly vanish without a trace.

Jett rubbed his fingers over Nate’s forehead. “All those vivid dreams you’ve had of my cock that made you feel so inferior and beneath me?” Jett snapped his fingers again. “They never happened.”

“They…never…happened…” Nate felt his memories of his recent erotic nightmare pop out of existence.

Jett moved one of his thumbs down to Nate’s mouth, and lightly traced his lips. “Even those kisses you recently bestowed upon my royal cock trophy?” Jett removed his thumb from Nate’s lips and snapped his fingers. “There were no kisses.”

“No…kisses…” Nate blissfully closed his eyes as he felt the last remaining thoughts of Jett’s cock vanish from his mind forever.

Jett twirled a finger through a single strand of Nate’s blonde hair. “Not a single thought of my cock remains in your heavily hypnotized mind.”

“Not… a… single thought…” Nate happily sighed as Jett continued petting his head over his knees. Jett continued using his fingers to firmly brush his hair until Nate started waking up from his trance. Before he fully opened his eyes, Jett acted quickly and quietly whispered something in one of Nate’s ears. The dog stretched and yawned, and looked up at his friend with a grateful look on his face.

“Welcome back, my perfectly hypnotizable subject.” Jett looked down at him with a teasing tone in his voice.

Nate excitedly shot up into the air as if he were a rocket. “Oh my god! It worked! I’m not thinking about your cock anymore!” Nate quickly looked around at his surroundings, completely relieved that he was no longer being haunted by intrusive mental images of Jett’s cock.

They both got back up on their feet, and Jett firmly patted Nate’s back with his hand. “Always happy to help my best friend.”

“Thank you, my king.” Nate said in a slight monotone voice. He vigorously shook his head when he realized his little slip-up. “Sorry, I mean, thanks man.”

“Hey, don’t sweat it.” Jett locked his arm around Nate’s back and gave him a little hug. “It’ll take a couple moments for your newly-refreshed mind to fully readjust.” Jett helped lead Nate to the front door and bid him farewell. Once Nate drove away and was out of sight, Jett pulled his phone out of his pocket and opened up his checklist again.

Jett had already added a checkmark next to the second step that had read ‘influence Nate’s dreams’ before the dog had even arrived at his house that morning. He looked down at the third step that read ‘wipe Nate’s mind’ and added a checkmark next to it. He shifted his gaze down to look at the fourth step, and let out a small evil laugh as he read it out loud.

‘secretly slip in a post-hypnotic command into Nate’s brain.’