by EmiSocks

Tags: #D/s #furry #dom:female #f/m #sub:male

A dragon who lacks confidence uses hypnosis to unlock her dominant side.

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This is a short story written from a quick flash of inspiration, and after posting it elsewhere I realized that since it deals with themes of hypnosis, maybe someone here will enjoy it. I hope you like it!

It was late at night. The sound of moans echoed through an almost entirely dark room, coming from a pair of large speakers. The only light source was a large screen, showing a couple locked together in a passionate kiss. On the opposite side of the room, illuminated by the light of the screen, was another couple, sitting together on a couch. An anthropomorphic raccoon had his arm put around the shoulders of a fairly large green dragon, and they were both staring at the screen intently. The sound of their heavy breathing was almost completely drowned out by the moans from the TV.

Evan, the raccoon, was the first to talk when the movie finally cut to something else.

“What a scene, huh?”


He looked over at Zaris, the dragon who was sitting by his side. She was a full head taller than him, but that was still very short by dragon standards. It wasn’t uncommon for a dragon to double the height of the average person. Still, Evan knew she was a little sensitive about that topic, so he tried to not bring it up. It wasn’t like it mattered a lot; she was still quite strong and well built, certainly more than him, since he was on the skinny side himself. As he looked up and down at her, a quick glance downwards revealed a sizeable bulge on her skirt, so she was clearly enjoying the movie just as much as him.

“Hey, uh, Zaris?”


“You mind if I ask you something?”

“Oh, uh, sure.”

He paused the movie with the remote in his paw, then turned to the side.

“Well, it’s just that… we’ve been together for like, what, two months already, right? And well, that doesn’t really have to imply anything, but I was wondering if you’d like to, you know…” He pointed at the screen with his thumb. “… do some of that stuff together?”

Zaris, surprised, scooted away from him and instinctively brought her claws to her crotch to cover herself up, looking away with a distinctly red blush on her cheeks.

“Oh, uh, I didn’t mean to, like… I mean, it’s totally okay if you don’t want to, of course!”

She brought her legs up onto the couch and rested her face between her knees, still looking away, before muttering a single word.

“… Sorry.”

They both sat in silence for the longest 30 seconds in the history of the universe, awkwardly staring at the still image on the screen, before Evan spoke up again.

“Hey, um, I’m sorry if I was insensitive or anything. I didn’t mean to…”

“No, no, it’s not about you. It’s me that’s the problem.”

“It’s not a problem, though! I mean, some people just don’t want to, that’s totally fine and-”

“That’s not it. I do want to.”

“Oh, you do? I thought…”

She shook her head.

“I r-really want to, in fact. It’s just… it’s a different problem.”

“Well, maybe we can talk about it? Would you like to tell me?”

She tilted her head towards him and briefly smiled, before looking down at the floor.

“It’s just… I- I find it really, really difficult to, like, gather up the confidence to actually strip in front of someone, let alone do anything with them. And on top of that…”

She went silent again. Evan scooted closer and placed his paw on her shoulder.

“Hey, it’s okay. You don’t have to talk about everything right now. Whenever you’re ready.”

She took a deep breath.

“On- on top of that… the things that I really WANT to do are… well…”

He rubbed her shoulder, patiently listening.

“They’re… I- I kinda really want to be the dominant one. That’s what really appeals to me. I wanna be in control and give orders and be on top and… y-yeah.”

“Oh! Really? I wouldn’t have guessed that. Well, I’d be more than happy to-”

“B-but I could never do it! I’m so scared of doing something wrong, or saying something out of line, every time I try I- I just freeze up completely. It’s impossible.”

“Hm. I see.”

They again sat together in silence, though one could almost hear the gears turning in Evan’s head.

“Well. Alright, so. It may not be impossible. I know of something that might be able to help.”

Zaris’ head turned quickly, and her ears perked up in curiosity.

A few minutes later, they were both kneeling on the couch, facing each other. Evan was holding a disk case in his paw. A lamp by the side of the couch was illuminating both of them, since the screen was off. The only other light in the room was the red pilot light of a camera that Zaris had requested to be on for the whole session.

“So… are you sure you want to do this?” Evan asked, his head tilted up a bit to look at her.

“W-well, if it has any chance of working, of course I do! Are YOU sure, though? I mean… I don’t want to hurt you…”

He grinned. “You’re joking, right? Do you even know how many dreams I’ve had about this?”

She let out a soft giggle, then nodded. “Alright, yeah. I do want to try. A-although I kinda doubt it will work…”

“You’d be surprised.” He stood up to his feet and walked over to the TV, opening up the case and putting the disk inside the player. “It’s not like in the movies, of course, but it is a lot more powerful than you might think.”

“Alright, now I’m going to need you to sit back and relax.” She nodded, then stretched her arms and her wings wide, and sat back as instructed. Evan sat by her side. “You ready?” She nodded again, and he took the TV remote and pressed a button on it.

A black and white spiral faded into the large screen, spinning very slowly.

“Right, now you’re going to look right into the center of the spiral.” Zaris complied, her eyes focusing on it. “Perfect. This is going to take a little bit, alright? Just keep staring at it. Take a deep breath.” Again, she complied, slowly taking air in through her nose and letting it out through her mouth. “It might be a bit straining to stare at it for very long, so you can blink if you need to.” Yeah, it was a little difficult. She blinked, but kept her full attention on the center of the swirls. It wasn’t anything special, but it was enough to draw her attention back in every time it threatened to slip away. There was something oddly comforting about the back-and-forth movement. “There we go. Keep breathing. This is going very well. You’re feeling good, aren’t you?” She nodded. She was very comfortable like this. “Perfect. Keep listening to my voice. I will guide you into a nice, comforting trance. At any time, either of us can say the word ‘marshmallow’, and you will snap out of it without trouble, okay?” Another nod. “Remember, I will only be a guide. You can choose to follow it or not, but you will be in control at all times.” She nodded again. She was in control.

“Now, I am going to snap my fingers. When you hear that sound, it’s going to pull you into a deeper state of focus. Everything around us is going to feel sharper, and it will be easier to focus on it if you choose to. You will be able to feel your own breathing more directly, and you will have no trouble keeping your focus in the center of the spiral.” Huh. That did sound a little far-fetched to her. Could hypnosis really do that? Well, it wasn’t completely unthinkable, right? After all, people CAN focus very intensely on something, it wasn’t like it was-


Her breathing caught in her throat for a fraction of a second. The shift was subtle, but she could feel it. Her eyes stayed open, looking into the spiral without blinking. “You felt that, didn’t you? Do you feel good?” She slowly nodded. It felt good. Like a weight had begun to lift off her shoulders. “Good. I’m going to snap my fingers again. Every time, the sound is going to bring you into a deeper trance, and you’ll find it easier and easier to control your focus.” She nodded again.


Now that she was expecting it, the sensation didn’t surprise her. It was simply like the weight on her shoulders had lifted even further.


Everything around her became quieter when she wasn’t listening to it. It was like there used to be some buzzing noise inside her head, and now that it had gone away, she could finally concentrate properly.

“How do you feel, Zaris?”

“I feel good. I feel like I’m in control of myself.”

“Very good. That sensation of control is what I’d like you to hold onto. The further you slip into the trance, the more confident you will feel.”


A hint of a grin appeared on her face. Yeah, that definitely felt good. She felt like she was more herself than ever before. Like she could take anyone on and come out on top.

“Alright, Zaris, can you look to me now?”

She effortlessly turned her head and looked away from the spiral, smiling at him.

“Are you aware that you’re currently hypnotized?”


“How do you feel about that?”

“Good. Very good, in fact. I haven’t felt this good about myself in ages.”

“Do you think you need the spiral to stay under?”

She shook her head. “No, I’m pretty sure you can turn it off.” He picked up the remote and did just that, then turned back to her, only to let out a small sound of surprise when he found her face a bit closer to his than he expected.

“Ah! Z-Zaris?”


She leaned in a little closer to him, showing him a toothy grin. He instinctively leaned back, his cheeks turning a little red.

“W-well, you’re, um, certainly looking a bit more confident than usual!”

“Oh yeah. I’m feeling waaaay more confident.” She leaned in even closer, her snout almost touching his. “And the deeper I fall, the more confident I feel, remember?” He shyly nodded.

“Snap your fingers again for me, sweetie.”

“What? I, um-”

“Come on, I want to feel that high again. Snap your fingers.” Nervously, he brought his paw up and…


Zaris’ grin immediately grew wider. “Good boy.”

And without another word, she let her full weight down on top of him, pressing their lips together and pinning him down on the couch. Evan let out a small yelp and squirmed helplessly under her, which only seemed to encourage her further. She reached up and held both of his paws down against the couch, holding him in place and restricting his movements, while their lips remained locked together. Evan couldn’t help but let out a loud moan when he felt Zaris’ long reptile tongue forcing its way into his mouth; he didn’t try to resist though, instead rubbing it with his own tongue.


After a minute or two of exploring every corner of his mouth, it suddenly pushed right into his throat, blocking his ability to breathe entirely. He squirmed even harder under her, at least as much as he could, while his neck visibly bulged out as her tongue wriggled its way deeper down. Fortunately it didn’t last long enough for him to lose consciousness, as her tongue retracted back into her mouth just as quickly, and she pulled back, looking down at him with a grin that showed off her sharp fangs.

“Gods, you’re cute.”

She sat back up on the couch, finally letting him move, though he stayed in place, trying to catch his breath.

“It feels so fucking good to be in charge. We’re definitely doing this again soon.”

He shyly nodded. “Y-yes, definitely. Wow, you’re… you’re like a completely different person…” She grinned.

“You like it?”

“Oh heck do I.”

“Heh, I thought you would. I’m not really different, though. This is how I always wanted to be, there are just a couple mental barriers in the way. And now that you’ve so helpfully removed them, I can go wild.”

A shudder ran down his spine.

“Here’s what we’re gonna do, sweetie.” She looked directly into his eyes, not blinking. “You’re going to go get the lube and get me all ready. And then I’m going to pound you until you can’t speak.”

He let out a weak whimper, holding eye contact, and nearly came right there and then.

“You can get up, right?”

“Y-yeah, yeah.”

He did as instructed, getting up from the couch and walking off to the hallway. A few seconds later, he came back with a small jar of clear lube.

“Very good. Leave that on the table and strip.”

Again, he quickly complied, exposing his uniform brown fur and leaving his clothes to the side. She let out a little chuckle, looking down at his small dick, all hard and sticking up.

“Seems like you enjoy taking orders, don’t you, sweetie?”

“Y-yeah…” He held onto one of his shoulders, shyly looking to the side but making no attempt to cover himself up.

“Come over here then. On your knees.”

He immediately obeyed, kneeling down between her legs and slowly waving his big, striped tail.

“You’re quite obedient, aren’t you?” He nodded, looking down. “Alright, you know what to do.”

Nodding again, he reached up and grabbed the edge of her skirt, before slowly pulling it down, still avoiding eye contact. Once her skirt was off, he lifted his head up and quickly realized that the bulge he saw before didn’t really do justice to her size. Her panties were doing an extremely poor job of holding down her cock, hard and easily as thick as his wrist. He doubted he could even get his paw fully around it. He couldn’t help but gulp.

“Like what you see, huh? You’re not done yet. Pull my panties down too.”

Even with his cheeks bright red, Evan didn’t waste any time in doing as he was told, grabbing her panties and pulling them off, though this time his gaze stayed locked onto her cock the entire time. When he was done, he quietly licked his own lips, simply staring at it and waiting for another order.

“My eyes are up here, Evan.”

It took him a couple seconds to react, and then he tilted his head back up and looked right into Zaris’ eyes. She was sitting with both of her arms splayed to the sides on the cushions, and her legs spread open. She looked right down at him; not once in the whole time that they had been dating had he seen this fire in her eyes.

“Snap your fingers for me again.”

Without another word, he brought his paw up again, holding eye contact with her… he stayed in place, waiting, the anticipation building more and more, until…


“Ffffffuck yes…” She bit her lip and let out a low groan, and her cock throbbed at the feeling of power and control spreading over her body. A sizeable bead of pre formed at the tip of her cock, then sloooowly ran down its length, leaving a shiny trail, until it landed on the scales of her crotch. “Well, what are you waiting for? Get to work. Or do you want to take it dry? I’m warning you, that might be a bit too much to handle.”

Evan reached behind himself and picked up the jar of lube, again without saying a word. He didn’t really feel like he had the right to speak without being explicitly allowed to… which of course turned him on even more. He opened up the jar and scooped up a generous amount of lube, then rubbed it on his paws, reached up and started spreading it up and down her cock. It was surprisingly warm to the touch, at least in comparison to the cool lube, considering reptiles didn’t have warm blood; then again, dragons were warm enough to breathe fire, he thought. Just like he suspected, he couldn’t get his paw all the way around it, but he dilligently worked it up and down, covering every last bit of it in slippery lube, some of it sliding down her shaft and dripping down onto her balls. She certainly didn’t seem to mind, though; she simply sat there, looking down at him with a grin on her face, enjoying the feeling of being serviced even more than the physical touch.

“That’s enough. You can stop now.”

Obediently, Evan removed his paws and sat back, looking up at her and waiting for his next order. She simply stood up and looked down at him, one of her claws on her waist.


Immediately, he got up to his feet.

“Now bend over. There, on the couch.”

Again, he obeyed right away, leaning forward and resting his front paws on the couch. His striped tail waved left and right slowly. She walked behind him and thought for a moment.

“Hmmmm… you’re a little too short for this.”

Before he could even say anything, he felt Zaris’ claws on his waist and his feet left the ground, being pulled up with seemingly no effort. He was then put down with his feet on the couch, and his paws could only hold onto the cushions for support. He heard a low chuckle from behind him.

“Muuuuch better.”

Evan wasn’t given much time to process what was happening before he felt the warm and slick tip of her cock pressing up against him. Clearly she was done messing around now and was getting quite horny and quite impatient. After just a couple seconds of rubbing, she started pushing inside him; right away, he could feel himself being stretched out.

“Nnngh- hhaaaaah…!”

He let out little whimpers and sounds of pain; of course, he was quite used to taking this size from playing with his own toys so it didn’t actually hurt, but he figured Zaris would enjoy a bit of a show. And enjoy it she did, judging by the throbbing he felt and the enthusiasm with which she started pushing harder, holding onto his sides tighter and almost digging her claws into his skin. She stopped for a moment, and then, with one sudden thrust, she pushed the rest of her length inside him.


Even with all his practice, he couldn’t hold back a loud yell. Without giving him any time to react, she immediately started pulling back out, until she was about halfway inside… and then thrusting in again right away, eliciting another (quieter) yelp from Evan. She repeated the process again, and again, and then one more time, each time going a bit quicker until she settled into a fast, but consistent rhythm.

“Ngh, fuck, you make a good toy…”

The sensation of control that Zaris felt was… indescribable. Sure, her boyfriend’s ass felt good, but knowing that she was TAKING it and making him her own… it made her feel so powerful. She felt so full of energy, almost as if electricity was coursing through her body and discharging through her clawtips. She kept relentlessly pounding him, seemingly growing even more ruthless with every desperate yell that he failed to hold back. Every time he thought she had settled down, she started going faster, the loud “plap-plap-plap” that echoed all over the room starting to drown out his own weak yelps.

It didn’t take long before he felt her getting close. It was unmistakeable: her thrusts started getting more erratic, less of a relentless hammering and more of a careless and irregular series of thrusts. Her cock throbbed inside him, getting warmer and seemingly even thicker for a moment.

“S-say that you’re mine. Say it!”

He couldn’t help but smile to himself. The Zaris that he knew would have never been bold enough to say something like that, and yet here they were. Still, he kept up the act and weakly yelled out between moans.

“I- I’m- I’m- y-youuursssss!!”

In a final act of dominance, she put her claws around him, holding onto his chest and belly, then pulled him upright and thrust up into him HARD, pushing deeper into him than even he thought possible; then, he felt her unloading deep inside him, rope after rope of hot (really hot!) cum filling him up to the brim in just a few brief seconds. His belly was already slightly bulging out by the time her shots started to die down, her legs shaking in place as she held onto him tightly, pressing him against her body. When she was finally spent, she let her weight fall onto the couch, landing with a loud “fwomp”. The room went completely quiet, save for their slow breathing, as they both drifted off to sleep, completely exhausted, with their bodies pressed tight against each other.

It was the next morning. Zaris was sitting with a big blanket over her shoulders, covering her up, and holding a mug of steaming hot chocolate. Evan was sitting by her side, holding a remote in his paw and still not wearing any clothes. They were both watching a recording of last night’s events, though with the volume turned way down.

“S-so I… really did all that…?”

“You sure did. Do you not remember?”

“No, no, I do, it just feels… a little distant, kinda like a dream. It’s so amazing that I could actually… wow…”

She stared at her screen counterpart, sitting on the couch with her legs spread open in a dominant pose, and smiled to herself. That was her. She could do it.

“Oh! I- I didn’t hurt you though, did I?”

Evan giggled softly and leaned in to press a small kiss on her cheek, a bit of cum still leaking from his butt. “I loved it, silly. I can take a lot more punishment than that.”

They exchanged a loving smile, and then went back to watching the recording together.

“Think you could do it without hypnosis though?”

“U-um. I very much doubt it. I’m gonna need your help if we ever do this again.” She tilted her head to the side. “We… are doing this again, aren’t we?”

“Oh, absolutely.”


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