“...one, two, and up you come, Valerie.” Weiss' teasing voice reached the far corners of Val’s brain, gently beckoning her back to the waking world. As usual, trance was less fun to slip out of than to fall into, but alas. 

She wasn't in a place to be Weiss' brainwashed puppet... not yet, anyways. Though the hypnosis kink convention they traveled provided them ample opportunities to explore what it would be like. And not just for both of them to experience together - they drank in the various kinky offerings, had more than one pickup scene, and got more ideas for hypnotic shenanigans than either of them had come up with in the past three years combined. Weiss told her there was a large hypnokink community scattered around, but Val had severely underestimated just how large their community actually was. 

She also under-estimated how tight-knit it was, despite its apparent popularity. 

As she came back to lucidity, slowly opening her eyes, the figures of the crowd came into clearer sight. Especially two members of their audience, two she hadn’t expected to see (and whom Weiss definitely didn’t want to see). A prior client of Weiss’, and said client’s plaything. 

Lily and Magnolia, she vaguely recalled their names. 

When both of them walked in, Magnolia lightly dragging Lily by the wrist, Weiss shot Val a glance. She was almost looking to her girlfriend to get them out of that situation. Sadly, being that they were both teaching the class, it would be nigh impossible to get out of it without making a scene.

The two of them taught the class with as much grace as they could in this awkward situation. They’d been doing a variety of classes for the past few years – it was the main way to get free tickets to conventions, and it wasn’t a ton of physical nor mental energy. The class they were just finishing was on Hypnotic Roleplay. Between the initial shock of seeing Lily and Magnolia in the audience, and a moment of panic when a member of the audience asked about superhero roleplay, both were exhausted despite the class not being too intense to run.

They were definitely too exhausted to deal with their absolute favorite past clients. That didn’t stop Lily from excitedly approaching them with sparkles in their eyes.

“Wow, that was so good!” the gushing immediately came babbling out of Lily, like a dam had broken. If Magnolia was equally excited — doubtful — she was a lot more reserved about it. “The part where you, like, fully believed you were a superhero was so hot and, and you played it off so well!”

“Aha... ha,” Val nervously chuckled, and Weiss gave an off-centered grin as well. When a crowd member had suggested that, Val and Weiss prayed that they didn't actually know. “Well, I guess I just read a lot of comics, you know?”

Magnolia crossed her arms and gave them a far more judgemental look. “I suppose you did an alright job. Perhaps you even convinced some people that you have more experience than you truly do.”

Val sighed heftily. Of course the first thing Magnolia had to say was an insult - Val was stupid to think she'd say anything else.

Lily looked away apologetically. Both Weiss and Val knew, of course, that Lily would be in a far worse place if they chose to shoot down Magnolia's 'fun'. Of course, that didn't stop them from doing so.

“You know, they say those who put down other people's experiences tend to be the least experienced of them all.” Lily's hands clasped over their mouth — were they trying to prevent themself from laughing or gasping nervously?

Magnolia's eyes narrowed. Val turned away and grinned, knowing she'd hit a nerve. “Throwing rocks in glass houses, are we? You're not challenging *me*, are you?”

“Do you even know how many people have lined up to get dominated by me, and how many people I've lined up to play with Lily?”

Lily gasped lightly, and finally took their hands off their beet-red face. “U-uh, I don't know either...”

Weiss eyed the door. A few people were looking at her with some kind of famished eyes. The class had clearly left them wanting more. “Well if you *need* proof, I suppose you can look right there,” Weiss smirked cockily. “And I'm gonna have to tell these people I'm booked for the day, too. Don't imagine you have a line of people out the door looking for you?”

“No,” Magnolia narrowed her eyes, “most likely since I don't need to run a class to have subs crawling all over me. It's a look, a style, an attitude. Surely you can get what I mean?”

“Maybe. Or maybe you’re not the accomplished hypnotist you think you are?”

“And what, pray tell, is that supposed to mean?”

Lily, meanwhile, was clearly not enjoying this competitive environment — especially since Mistress took any sort of challenge extremely seriously. More times than not, at Lily's expense. At Weiss’ challenge, Lily grew even more anxious, hiding behind Val. Val gently put a hand on Lily's shoulder. Lily flinched for a moment, but exhaled and calmed down. At least the subs could be there for each other as their Owners fought viciously?

Weiss glanced over at Lily and Val. “I think you already know. Your 24/7 sub doesn't seem to want to be part of your line of eager submissives.”

Magnolia shot a glare down Lily's way, who instantly shook their head vigorously with a look of sheer fear on their face. “Oh, please. They know they'd eagerly drop everything if I wanted them to be first in the line. Right, plaything?”

“Of course, Mistress,” Lily replied faster than they ever had. Anxious to change the topic, Lily turned to Weiss and Val and asked, “w-what about you two? What scenes do you - do you have today?”

“Today? Well, we were just planning on getting pizza and chilling alone in our hotel room after our class. We did want to check out the dungeon, though, probably at like midnight.” Val mused.

“Well,” Magnolia began with the kind of grin one would see a casino staff make seconds before starting a rigged game of poker, “since you don't have any plans, and you seem so intent on showing me up, why don't I take you up on that challenge?”

“Hmm. I like that idea.” Weiss clearly was considering it, though with some amount of reservation. “How about this – we'll swap playthings for the evening, so long as both Valerie and Lily are okay with it. We can each do whatever we'd like with our temporary plaything, and we can each put in any kind and number of hypnotic triggers.”

“Fine by me, and I'm sure by Lily too. Right?” Despite seemingly looking to Lily for an A-OK, there were clearly no options for them. “May I propose a stipulation: we can each use whatever triggers the other hypnotist puts in their subjects. They'll remain open triggers until one of us closes them on their sub. Deal?”

Weiss turned to Val. “What do you think?”

Val looked to Weiss, then looked to Magnolia with significantly more fear in her eyes. Then she looked at Lily. She would like to have just gone back to her room and crashed, cuddling next to Weiss and watching some horror B-movie. But they did come to the convention to learn and explore. Magnolia couldn't be that mean of a Domme, right?

“Sure,” Val nodded. “I'm okay with those terms.”

“We have a deal,” Weiss put out her hand, and Magnolia took it for a competitive handshake. “Lily, I suppose you can come over here?”

Lily looked up at their Dominant, who gently pushed them on the back towards Weiss. “Don’t be shy, Lily. And do whatever Weiss tells you to, understand?”

Lily gave an affirmative, and walked over to Weiss’ side, swapping places with Val. They curtsied politely and spoke, “t-thank you for taking care of me, Miss Weiss.” It felt so awkward to be standing on the other side like this, but Magnolia gave them a reassuring nod.

On the other hand, despite Val’s apprehension, she made her way over to Magnolia’s side. As per usual, she was significantly shorter than her Dominant, which definitely helped her stay in that subby, obedient mindset. Magnolia grabbed Val’s head and whispered softly, sweetly, “Don’t worry. I won't break you too hard.”

“...Sure,” Val narrowed her eyes. Despite being here for a good time and not a long time, she wasn’t going to cave as easily as Lily did.

“It’s 2pm now, so let’s meet up at 9. That gives us enough time, yes?”

Weiss nodded. “Sounds good to me. I suppose we can meet outside the dungeon?”

“But of course. I’ll see you then and there,” Magnolia replied, before taking Val’s hand and leading her away. Weiss watched Val leave, waiting for the elevator door to close. Magnolia gently waved back, and Lily sheepishly returned the gesture.

Weiss was about to follow in the next available elevator door, before cursing to herself. “Oh, I gotta kick Patricia and Yun-Hee out of our hotel when we get there,” she murmured. Hopefully they weren’t busy playing tabletop games or having passionate lesbian sex, or anything in between.

~~~

Val didn’t know if the 30th floor of the hotel actually had rooms, but she supposed if anyone was going to have a room on the top floor, it would be Magnolia. The floors passed, as guests filtered in and out, and her temporary Dominant pulled out a golden pocket watch to impatiently look at the time. Val could hear the faint ticking. Her eyes fluttered a little. She was so fractionated after the class, that she could have easily fallen back into trance… but no, she shouldn’t. Something about Magnolia’s presence gave Val the impression she wouldn’t tolerate such flakiness. Val lightly slapped her cheeks to awaken herself.

Eventually, they reached the top floor with only them in the elevator. Soon, Val realized why: Magnolia had the only room, which the elevator opened into.

Absentmindedly, Val walked around the room. “Woah,” she gaped. Magnolia followed soon after, crossing her arms and smiling smugly. “It’s so big.”

Magnolia chuckled. “I do love big things.”

If that was supposed to be innuendo, Val didn’t notice, taken aback with the absolute luxury of the penthouse. She didn’t even register a room this opulent existed in this hotel, or any hotel outside of fiction.

“This is amazing. Night and day compared to me, Patti, Yun-hee, and Weiss’ room. We stopped being able to see the bedsheets day one.”

“Sounds quite filthy,” Magnolia waved her hand in front of her nose in a mocking gesture. “I do hope Weiss is making sure Lily isn’t covered with fast food grease and Cheeto dust.”

Wow. She can be really cold. I guess I already knew that, but still…

“Anyways, I’ll be sure to give Lily some harsh scrubs later to get it off them,” Magnolia mused. “That said, sit! Relax.”

She took her own advice and took the loveseat. Val sat on the couch across from her, scooting near the edge. The pressure of the situation was beginning to creep onto Val’s skin.

Assuming Val could relax in this situation was a major assumption. The reality of what she’d agreed to was starting to catch up with her. But Weiss would be tied up with Lily — or tying up Lily — for the next few hours, so Val might as well get comfortable. She took the invitation, sitting on the couch across from Magnolia. God she was even doing the stereotypical femdomme chair leaning pose. Was she even aware she was doing it?

“So, uh, what would you like to do?” Val asked, trying to break the ice.

“A lot of things,” Magnolia began with a vicious grin, “but most I’ll have to save for Lily, later. That said, I’d love someone who can help me…. I suppose practice a scene idea. Do you know anything about stepfordization?”

“Uh… sounds familiar, but I guess not. What’s that?” Val asked with a cocked head.

Despite Val’s attempts to dispel the stiff environment, Magnolia remained as dignified as ever, her posture not breaking once. She stayed that way as she explained, her grin twisting further. “Stepfordization is a kind of transformation where you’re turned into an old school housewife. Getting really into domestic servitude, things cleaning, cooking, childrearing, and obeying whoever wears the pants in the house. You may have also heard of it called 1950s Housewife Kink?”

“O-oh,” Val stammered, shifted her body slightly, and blushed, “I suppose I had heard of that, yeah.”

“Illuminating.” Magnolia remarked as she crossed one leg over the other. “Care to share more?”

Val wanted to spit out some kind of snarky remark about Magnolia’s insistence on belittling Val at every possible moment, but she bit her tongue and swallowed her words. “S-sure. I mean, uh, neither Weiss nor any of my play partners are really into it. Which I suppose makes sense, but—“ she tried to cut down on exposition, glancing at the clock. Right, she had limited time. “But I guess I could get behind the idea of wearing a frilly vintage dress… and I should probably get better at cleaning and cooking and stuff, and a good teacher would be helpful. So this could be killing two birds with one stone.”

“So you’re into the idea of being trained, then?”

“Y-yeah! Just, uh, go easy on me. Or easier than you do on Lily, I guess.”

“You don’t have to worry about that,” Magnolia noted. “Do you have any housemaking skills you’d like to be trained in? Perhaps one you’ve always wanted to learn, or one you want to get better at?”

Val put a finger to her chin and thought about that. “Any kind of housemaking skills? Uh, does cooking count? My meals used to… well, be covered by my employer. But that job ended, and now me and Weiss just get takeout all the time.”

“I’d say it counts. Luckily, this suite has a mini kitchen we can repurpose to train you. And if you really want to go all in, I can make sure it looks as good as it tastes.”

Val nodded. This was going surprisingly well; she expected Magnolia to be more forceful in their negotiations, but she was calm, levelheaded, and open to whatever made Val feel comfortable. Or maybe she just reserved her mean personality for in-scene? “That sounds good. I’m excited for this!”

Magnolia gave a wide grin, “same with myself. So I’ll train you to be a pretty, obedient wife, then parade you around – well, around my suite – like arm candy. Sound fun?”

“Sounds fun to me,” Val nodded, relaxing a bit as she got herself ready for the scene.

“Fantastic. There’s just one more thing. Your attire.”

Val raised an eyebrow and looked down at her outfit. She frowned. It was a pretty comfortable outfit, not to mention she thought it looked cute on her. “What’s wrong with it? Uh, do you want me to take my clothes off, or…?”

“Well, that’s not quite what I had in mind,” Magnolia laughed, “there’s nothing wrong with your outfit, Val. It’s just not, how should I say this… very feminine?”

Val raised an eyebrow, the tension rising in her. She wearily asked, “and…?”

“Well, for this kind of scene, attire usually helps people get in the mood. It’s not a requirement, and I’m happy doing the scene as is, but I was wondering if you’d like to borrow one of Lily’s dresses for the occasion?”

Val signed in relief. “Oh! Sure, I’d be willing to try. Sorry, I guess I misunderstood.”

“No, it’s not a problem at all, Val. Here, let me grab it for you.” 

Magnolia walked over to her closet, where a strew of outfits were neatly arranged. From a glance, Val could tell which belonged to Lily and which belonged to Magnolia. It took her some rummaging around in the walk-in closet before murmuring “there we go,” and returning with a dress in hand as promised.

The dress she carried could have been a wedding dress for all she knew. It certainly looked the part. It was a deep purple, almost blue, with a layer of gemstones engraved in lace circling the dress. Under the dress, a puffy petticoat was built in, definitely giving that 1950s housewife aesthetic; and over the sleeveless dress was a silk cloak to cover the wearer’s shoulders. Val didn’t go out of her way to look ‘girly’, but she might consider it if this was what she got to wear daily.

“It should be your size, but if it’s not, it’s not a problem.”

“I-I’ll give it a try, thanks!” Val grabbed the dress faster than she expected herself too.

Magnolia only chuckled in response, “but of course. Feel free to use the bathroom to change.”

“Okay, thank you!” 

As Val ran into the bathroom, shockingly eager, Magnolia sat down and took a sip of her water. Fascinating. I didn’t expect her to take to the idea that quickly. Well, let’s see how this goes…

~~~  

Patti and Yun-hee were not playing board games or having passionate lesbian sex. But despite Weiss’ repeated texts to both of them that had gone unanswered, both of them were laid out in one of the two twin beds in a pizza and soda induced food coma. Behind them, some trashy monster romance B-movie played in the background with audio so crunchy it hurt the insides of Lily’s head.

“Hey, sorry, gonna need both of you to get off the bed and give us some space,” Weiss said in a loud and slightly annoyed voice.

“Whuh?” Patti groaned, slowly sitting up. “Oh, you brought a date over? Score!”

“Patti, don’t scare the newbie,” Yun-hee sighed longsufferingly. “We’ll be out soon, Weiss. Sorry about the mess.”

Lily gave a gentle smile, trying to curb everyone’s anxieties. “It’s okay. I’ve lived in apartments worse than this.”

Weiss raised her eyebrows. “Oh? Even Magnolia’s star pupil has lived in a mix of chaos, trash, and chaotic trash?”

Lily winced. “Y-yeah, I’ve lived in all sorts of places. My mom was a hoarder. A whole day of cleaning her pigsty and the living room maybe looked like this.” If Weiss was going to learn more about Lily’s past, it sure as hell wouldn’t be at that moment, because Lily changed the subject in a matter of seconds. “A-anyways! We should, um, negotiate. Would you prefer those two stay, or…”

“Nah, we’re going, we’re going,” Yun-hee said, dragging Patti upwards and getting her to pack up too. “Enjoy your scene, Weiss!”

“You got it,” Weiss replied with a bright smile. Seconds later, she got a text which she quickly checked—

> Patricia: ur scene partner is hot as ballz

And then she instantly put her phone away. “Lemme just clear one of the beds as best I can. While I do— how have things been, Lily?”

The two of them made light chit chat as Weiss threw out unfinished pieces of pizza, collected stray takeout bags turned into trash bags, and haphazardly made one of the beds. They both sat down, Lily looking as anxious as always as they slipped their dress under their legs.

“So I have you to myself for the evening,” Weiss started. Lily looked away bashfully. “What were you thinking? If you were at all.”

“Ah— um, I wasn’t sure, this was just kinda sprung on me. The… the last time we did anything it was for the giggle trigger. That was a lot of fun?”

“It was, but it feels like a missed opportunity to just do that again. But hmm…” Weiss put her hand to her chin, “what about something similar? Giggling made you feel all ditzy and silly last time. What would you like to feel this time?”

"Well, um," Lily began, a rose pink flush appearing on their cheeks, "Mistress and I have been playing a lot with..." Their voice grew quiet, bashful, "uh, breeding. And it's been really, really hot."

"Oh? I didn't think you'd be into that, Lily." Lily curled up into a tighter ball as Weiss continued, "I'm not opposed to that at all. But I'm guessing you want to do something unique. So... how about feeling needy?"

"U-um," Lily blushed harder, their stammering growing more unstable. "T...that sounds fun."

"Glad we see eye to eye, Lily," Weiss grinned wider. "In that case, you know how animals go into heat cycles?"

Lily didn't directly respond to that, though their eyes widened, their pupils growing to the size of dinner plates. "Um..."

"You know. When they get in heat, they feel extremely needy. Beyond anything you can imagine. So... wouldn't it be fun for the two of us to emulate that feeling? Making you feel all hot, needy, unable to shake that off until you have a litter of kittens in you."

Lily nodded their head vigorously, panting hot breaths - trying to hide their excitement, and clearly doing a terrible job.  "Y...yes. I'd, um, I'd love that. Please," they murmured in a softer and softer voice as their legs clamped together.

"Well, do you have any other thoughts or reservations? Anything you might want to add to our plans to mess with your head?"

Lily put a finger to their chin as they began to think, still shivering in anticipation and pleasure. "Well... um, I guess, after I'm in - in heat, what do... what do you want to do, um, with me then?" 

Weiss tried to hide her excitement, clearly a mutual excitement. "Well, it would be fun to just make you all needy -- sorry, more needy than you already are -- and then just leave you like that. But I brought more toys than clothes by accident, so you have a variety of strap ons you can choose from. Sounds exciting, right?"

Lily nodded even more vigorously, all but melting into the sofa.. "O-oh my god. Yes. Yes, please."

For an Owned slave, Lily was shockingly easy. Maybe sating their apparent thirst wouldn't be so difficult. Hopefully Valerie was having her fun, too…

Weiss pulled out the pocketwatch she'd been keeping on her for the duration of the convention, and shifted in her position. "Alright, in that case, why don't we get started? I'll sit down, and you can just lay face up on my lap..."

~~~

Val walked out of the bathroom with a wide grin on her face. A nervous grin, of course – she’d never worn anything close to the luxury of this dress. It felt as though she was wearing someone else’s skin, in the most beautiful way imaginable.

She locked eyes with Magnolia, who was already holding her signature pocket watch in both hands. Val was suddenly filled with a sense of shyness, and she looked away demurely. Magnolia gently grabbed her chin and tilted her gaze back up, letting the pocket watch dangle nimbly in her other hand.

“How… how do I look?” Val asked, suddenly a billion times more unsure of herself. Her eye briefly glanced down to the pocket watch, before snapping herself out of it.

“Stunning. The dress looks great on you, too,” Magnolia flirted smoothly. She motioned to the couch and asked, “shall we?”

Val nodded. With relative haste, the two walked over to the couch, Val making sure to not trip on the heels or catch the hem of the dress in her steps. Even walking in the outfit felt so foreign, and yet so… right.

“You can lie down,” Magnolia said, and though it sounded like an offer, it veered more so on being an order. Val nodded and complied. She had no reason to decline.

Magnolia moved to lean over Val, with a domineering speed and sense of presence. “May I sit on top of you? Not in a lewd way, mind you - just so I can hold this pocket watch over your eyes.”

Val nodded, her heart rate speeding up. “G-go right ahead.”

Magnolia got on top of Val, locking eyes with her for a moment. Once she was sure Val relaxed and was in a state to be tranced, she lifted the pocket watch over. It dangled in between her eyes, slightly above towards her forehead so Val's eyes strained to stay focused on it. Magnolia grinned, a sight Val barely registered past her gaze at the dangling, shiny watch, spinning gently.

"You already know what to do, it seems?" she teased.

Val agreed, though she didn't even realize a question had been asked. Magnolia giggled, enamored by how quickly Val fell into her hypnotic grasp. "Good, good. Weiss does seem to have trained you well. I can give her points for that. Well then, can you follow the pocket watch? And when you wake up, rest assured you will be the perfect housewife - obedient, dutiful, prim and proper and in your perfect place."

"Yesss," Val sighed in heavy agreement.

"Prim and proper and in your perfect place," Magnolia echoed. "Repeat that for me."

"Prim and proper and..." Val strained her eyes and her mind.

"In your perfect place," Magnolia finished, narrowing her eyes. “Don’t tell me you can’t remember that much? And I thought Lily was the only one who could barely hold onto a sentence.”

“I-I can remember,” Val protested.

“Yes? Then try again for me. Imagine, with each word, you stepping into the shoes of a perfect stepford wife: obedient, adoring, and oh so dumb. And I must not forget, completely reliant on the spouse you so dutifully serve. Reliant on this hypnotist, right here, to think for you. Go on.”

“Ah— umm…” Val already couldn’t remember the words. She was too focused on the watch. Too focused on the spinning, the way the light flickered off of it, each curve accentuated in each spin.

“Prim and proper and in your perfect place,” Magnolia reminded.

“Prim and proper… and, um… in my perfect place,” Val finished, feeling as though she’d just run a marathon to remember all of that.

“Good wifey,” Magnolia purred. “Again for me. With each repetition, fall deeper into trance, fit more perfectly into those stepford shoes. You can do that for me, can’t you?”

Val nodded, her eyelids fluttered, a dopey smile crossing her face. “Prim… and proper… and in my… perfect place.”

“And again.”

“Prim and proper and in my perfect place…”

Val wasn’t sure how many times she repeated the mantra. Each time, more of her consciousness faded away. Each time, more of her prior knowledge and personality seemed to fade away. Her mental vision tunneled on the image of putting on those shoes. On playing her role. On obeying.

She didn’t even notice when she fell into trance. And yet, she continued repeating the mantra, letting Magnolia toy with her brain, changing her for her vision.

~~~

“You know, Lily, hypno bottoms tend to put up some resistance when they’re being tranced,” Weiss said with a smirk. She lightly rocked Lily’s entranced body back and forth, only sending them further into trance, melting their personality so that it could be molded by a talented hypnotist. “But I barely had to trance you. You just fell,” Weiss enunciated that word, and laughed as Lily’s eyelids fluttered again.

“You must have a lot of experience. Experience being tranced and having your brain melted.”

Lily giggled validly. “Brain… melty…”

“Yes, yeees,” Weiss said sweetly, using her hands to guide Lily further into trance. “Just be mindless and mindlessly agree. Savor these moments, because when you wake up, you’re going to be completely overwhelmed by sheer, raw lust. Lust so strong it’ll hurt to do anything other than being bred. Lust so powerful you can’t hope to fight back against it.”

It only took that thought for Lily to moan wildly and grind their crotch against the bed. Weiss’ hands gripped them tighter as she chided, “ah, ah, ah, not yet, Lily.”

“Nnooooo,” Lily whined.

“Soon, Lily. Soon. I want you to see that arousal, like a large bubble rising to the surface. Like a balloon about to pop. Whatever that looks like to you, I want you to focus on it – all two of your brain cells – and just let that lust float, about to burst to the surface. But not yet. I want you to be ready for when it does, Lily.”

“I-I’m ready,” Lily whimpered, clutching their legs together in poorly concealed arousal.

“Oh, you’re making that beyond obvious. But I want you to be bursting at the seams. I want you to be burning alive with arousal. I want you to focus on my words, at least for right now.”

Lily moaned like a complete slut, but eventually managed to calm down enough to listen to Weiss.

“There you go. That wasn’t so hard, was it?” Weiss teased, eliciting another few indecent gasps from Lily. “Just fall, fall deeper. Deeper and deeper, to the depths of your mind. Your consciousness can rest easy there, knowing that when you wake up, you’ll be nothing more than my bitch in heat.”

Lily’s eyes shot wide open, but not with any semblance of consciousness. Instead, their eyes were blank, filled with lust, and dilated to the size of dinner plates. They were almost tearing up from how much the thought of being a bitch in heat, a breeding mutt, some kind of messed up broodmare with a melted brain.

“Oh, you like that, huh?” Weiss laughed at them. “Well then, let’s lean into that, shall we? This state of sheer lust, where you’re made up of nothing but horniness and a need to breed –”

Weiss leaned in and whispered into Lily’s ear.

“Let’s tie that to those words. My bitch in heat. Sound good?”

Lily almost came. They would have, had Weiss not stopped them. But at that moment, their consciousness melted into their arousal, and they didn’t even notice when they went into trance.

~~~

Val felt like an entirely different person when she awoke. No. She was an entirely different person.

It was sort of like lucid dreaming, but far more real. Magnolia had already sat next to the bed, having done her temporary brainwashing, waiting for Val to wake up. And oh, Val woke up. She woke up so fast, with a new vigor and sense of duty that she never knew she could channel. Immediately she was on her feet, stepping into those stepford wife shoes. In her heart, she felt a burning sense of devotion and affection; her heart beat so fast she felt it would jump out of her chest.

“Good morning, wifey,” Magnolia grinned at her temporary wife, pleased with the transformation she’d given the mostly tomboy-ish Val. “How do you feel?”

“Oh dear,” Val sighed, her voice instinctively taking on some kind of Southern Housewife accent. “I’m absolutely fabulous! Especially waking up to see you, darling!”

Before Magnolia could give her an equally sweet response, Val leaned in and inhaled deeply. “Ah, your perfume smells so wonderful! And your eyes are hypnotic, and your voice sounds like a chorus of songbirds, I could listen to it all day…”

“Woah,” Magnolia said quietly, with some unreadable expression on her face. Not quite regret, but… surprise at how far Val had taken the transformation. She certainly didn’t expect to get showered in compliments the moment her hypnotee woke up. Of course, it wasn’t an unwelcome development – if anything, after a few seconds, Magnolia’s lips curled into an even wider smile. 

“Well, if you’re so eager to be close to me, how about a dance?” the taller woman asked with an extended hand.

While Val took the hand lightning fast with a wide grin on her face, absolutely dumbstruck by her wife’s beauty, she shortly after faltered. It should have been an easy yes, but some kind of dark void in her memory became well-known.

She didn’t know how to dance.

“Um, of course, I’d love to, but–”

Magnolia seemed to have anticipated this. Ah, her wife was always so well-prepared! Unlike her, a ditzy housewife who was mostly good for being an object of affection, and being seen, not heard.

“Do not worry, my dear wife,” she said, obviously enjoying her time in the role. “I’ll teach you how. I’ll go so slow that even you won’t be able to miss anything.”

Val giggled. “You’re so kind, beloved! Well, I shall take you up on that!” The dress made it significantly easier to assume the role of ballroom dance follower, on account of dress-go-spinny.

She got up close to Magnolia, who could not stop grinning down at her temporary spouse. Magnolia licked her lips as she grabbed Val, molding her arms to the proper position; her right hand crossing behind and holding her partner’s back, and her left hand open as Magnolia grabbed it with her right. The close contact suddenly made this whole thing feel much more real to Val. Magnolia lifted an eyebrow as she took a moment to look into her pocket, finally fishing out her phone. With the click of a few buttons, soft classical music started playing through the room. If Val were any more lucid, she’d be wondering if they set up a bluetooth speaker or if it came in the expensive as hell hotel room.

“Theeere we go. You ready?”

“Of course, wifey!”

“Good. Just look down for now and follow my steps.”

` Val let her partner take her rightful place as the lead, too starstruck and in awe of her wife to question anything. She couldn’t even think about the exact movements, she couldn’t be anxious about anything, because her wife was right there.

“There you go,” Magnolia purred. “Now you can dance for real. So just look me in the eyes as you dance. Eye contact is vital, you see, as is standing up straight–” she accentuated the point by forcefully fixing Val’s posture, eliciting some surprised gasps from the smaller, inferior girl. “Like that. How do you feel.”

Val couldn’t be happier. Magnolia didn’t need an answer, and the two danced in silence, falling fully into the moment, into each other.

They didn’t know how long they danced for, and it didn’t matter. Time felt artificial. The only things that mattered were her spouse, and following her lead.

~~~

“More!! M-more, please…!”

Lily, in the interim, was having a far more fast-paced experience. They were being relentlessly bred by Weiss’ strap, but the suggestion had them fully believe they were being bred by a massive cock; twitching, leaking, and stretching Lily’s pussy. Weiss thought that the first three orgasms of theirs would tire them out. 

But oh no, of course not. Lily, if anything, only begged for more, only got more vigor with each orgasm. Their drool coated the fabric of the sofa, and their ejaculate drenched the two underneath. Weiss was beyond grateful that she covered it in a fabric she lovingly called “the cum blanket”, which her exhausted sweat and musk was also victim to. 

Weiss paused, merely to catch her breath for a moment, but it only took a second for Lily to start begging and thrashing even harder. “N-no… don’t stop! I need your cum! I need your babies in me!”

“I-I,” Weiss gasped, but swallowed her reservations and began thrusting again. “I can’t believe you–” she got her dominant dialogue back on track – “you’ve cum how many times, and you still want more? You really don’t know your place, do you, my bitch in heat?”

“I-I- Ahhhhhhh!” Lily screamed, cumming again and their own hip thrusts becoming significantly more needy and craving for more, more, more. “Y-yes! I’m your bitch in heat, Miss! Please breed me, please fuck me until my brain melts!”

“You stupid mutt,” Weiss chastised, making Lily have a small orgasm. As – finally – Lily was gasping for breath, Weiss took the opportunity for a quick reprieve. Who knew how many calories she was burning doing this? “You really think your requests matter to me…? Don’t forget who’s in control here, you bitch in heat!”

Finally, Lily slumped, their ass still shamelessly thrusting back against even Lily’s own wishes. They teared up, and though Weiss thought for a brief moment it was from sorrow or rejection sensitivity, but it was clear that Lily was crying from arousal, from the pain of not being satisfied.

“Aww, don’t cry,” Weiss grinned, trying to hide her exhaustion. “Just bear with it a bit more and…” She held a pump to the side of her body, a pump connecting to her fake testicles, which – when Weiss was ready to finish – she’d press to fill Lily up with a quart of fake but realistic cum.

It would be the perfect finish, especially for a complete slut like them. And Weiss wanted to push herself, and especially Lily. But it was time to finish, and it was time for Lily to finally explode.

“Ah, ah Lily - do you feel that?” Suddenly, the bitch in heat was completely revitalized. “Do you feel my cock, twitching inside of you?”

“Y-yes!” Lily gasped, instantly going back to thrusting backwards with increased stamina. “P-please! Fill me up! Make me your breeding slut! Make me a bitch in heat!”

“H-heh,” Weiss scoffed, once again hiding her exhaustion, “you think you’re not already those things? You’re not a bitch in heat? You’re not a breeding slut? That’s what you’re saying?”

“Noo! I’m your breeding slut, you’re bitch in heat! I’m - I’m nothing more!”

“And,” Weiss continued thrusting, putting all of her energy into deep, intense, couch-shaking thrusts, “you want all my babies in you? You want me to knock you up, more than anyone else can?”

Lily moaned and screamed, thrashing around; whether they wanted to show how horny and ready they were, or they were just past making sense with words.

“You want to get bred, bitch in heat, you’ll… get… bred!”

Finally, Weiss’s strap exploded in Lily, pumping rope after rope of pseudo-cum. She pumped them until they were filled up and overflowing, the lube falling out of her dedicated cum dump into the dedicated cum blanket. And Lily kept thrusting, as did Weiss, though their vigor slowly faded over time. Lily’s top half collapsed into the couch, their bottom half still being held up by Weiss. Their body melted, and Weiss was about to do the same.

That was, until Lily’s hips pushed against Weiss’ once again. Weiss’ eyes went wide. They… were done, right? Surely.

But Weiss definitely didn’t expect what Lily said next - the single word they uttered out, in sheer exhaustion, sending shivers down Weiss’ spine.

“...M-more…”

More? Lily wanted more? Did Weiss even have any cum lube left? What in the… were they even human? Weiss shook her head. Even if she was exhausted, even if she could barely breathe, she wasn’t going to give up. She wasn’t going to lose! She could show her rival Domme what she could do to her beloved submissive! 

Against her best judgement and her body begging her for a rest, Weiss agreed.

“F-fuck,” Weiss growled, leaning over Lily, drooling onto their neck, her hot breaths making Lily’s hackles stand up high. “You won’t leave until I’m done breeding you! And I’m far from done! I’ll breed you harder than anyone else ever can! You’ll be – ah, you’ll be begging for more for the rest of your life!”

Lily screamed in ecstasy, Lily’s face twisting into a lewd ahegao. Weiss was going to win - against Magnolia, on top of Lily, and win over her own winded stamina, too.

And yet, deep in her mind, Weiss made a mental note to cancel the rest of her plans for tomorrow. She knew she’d be spending the entire day in bed, catching up on rest from her vigorous, lewd exercise.

~~~

It was a small mercy for Weiss that Lily let her stop. No, not that Weiss let Lily stop – the other way around. By the time their scene had unceremoniously ended – at least, unceremoniously for Lily – Weiss was completely drained. She instantly collapsed onto the floor as Lily could not stop pleasuring themself. Once Weiss got Lily to calm down, by threatening to tell their Mistress if they didn’t stop touching themself without permission, she joined Lily in bed for several hours.

Then Lily had to get Weiss to wake up to meet up with their respective partners. Once again, Weiss tried to threaten Lily via Magnolia, but that didn’t work. Lily was just smart enough to point out that it was their Mistress who ordered they be back by eight-thirty. Reluctantly, Weiss cried uncle, before getting up – with Lily’s help – and setting off to their meet-up spot. Weiss slugged slightly behind Lily, who was still shivering in excitement and anticipation.

It took a bit for Val and Magnolia to get there. Lily was skipping to themself to keep themself busy as Weiss slumped in a cozy chair. “God, my abs hurt. How do you have so much damn stamina?”

“I-I dunno,” Lily murmured in that whimpering moan they’d been speaking in for the last however many hours.

“Never mind,” Weiss sighed. “Where is Valerie, anyways? Are we meeting in the wrong spot?” she asked with a hefty sigh.

“I’m right here, actually, darling.”

“...huh?” That was sure her dear Valerie’s voice. With a groan, Weiss sat back up and looked behind her. What she saw took the rest of her breath and words away.

Val walked in from the hallway, following closely behind Magnolia. She looked like an entirely different person, from the way she was dressed to her whole demeanor. Her hands folded politely, her steps dainty, and her smile light and serene – all unlike the Valerie Weiss had known and loved so much. The dress she wore most definitely was not one she bought herself, considering it looked like it’d cost her whole year’s salary. It looked like a wedding dress, and Valerie wore it perfectly.  

Weiss didn’t realize she wasn’t speaking until someone else spoke. Lily had managed to suspend their horniness — momentarily, at least — to bow and greet their Mistress. “G-good evening Mistress, how was your time with Val?”

“It was delightful. I’m sure you agree…”

Magnolia spoke with a wicked grin, looking Weiss directly in the eye as she said—

“Wifey?”

Before Weiss could sputter in shock, Val responded in a sing-song, droney voice, as if she’d come right out of a 60s household rom-com. “Yes, darling! I had quite the splendid evening! Thank you for treating me so lovely, my Master.”

Magnolia was very obviously trying to get under Weiss’ skin. On a good day, it would work. In theory, Magnolia should be someone Weiss hates. Cocky, arrogant, holier-than-thou, not to mention being part of the 1%. Before their respective scenes, she would have probably taken offense and gotten jealous.

But she was far too tired to do anything but let Magnolia try to provoke her.

“Glad you had a good time,” Weiss groaned, her body aching all over.

Clearly, Magnolia didn’t like her nonchalant response. Her eye twitched as she continued, pulling Val close to her, and continued in the same high and mighty tone. 

“It must feel like it stings, watching your partner be so infatuated with me.”

That was clear bait. Weiss could see it a mile away, and she was too tired to reply. “Uh-huh… I mean, we did swap partners.”

Magnolia raised an eyebrow. “You seem uncharacteristically tired. What, did my plaything tire you out?”

“Yes!” Weiss retorted instantly. “They have so much stamina! I could hardly keep up. I mean look at them. I had to give up. I’m too tired to even be baited by you.”

The other Domme rolled her eyes, hard, and sighed in longsuffering. “Ugh, this is pointless if I can’t make you jealous! Why don’t we switch back and I can finish what you started?”

Lily almost panted like a dog thinking about that suggestion, drool dripping from the corner of their lips. They clenched their legs together, looking at their Mistress with neediness apparent in their body language alone.

“I’ll remove Val from the suggestion, but Lily… I’ll handle that bitch in heat later.”

“Sounds good to me,” Weiss replied.

Lily chuckled nervously. Magnolia leaned down to Val’s level and whispered something in her ear. Suddenly, Val’s face twisted, her eyes blinking hard as she re-oriented herself. First to where she was, next to who she was with, then to what she was wearing – somehow the most surprising of all.

“That was… wow,” she sighed, with twinges of nostalgia and relief in her voice. “Really, really fun! Uh, about this dress-”

“Keep it,” Magnolia waved dismissively. “We have extras. Consider it a consolation prize for losing to me.”

“Uh… thanks. I feel like I’m not rich enough to wear something like this.”

Magnolia smirked. “Well, it was free for you. So take that as you will.”

Without waiting for a response, Magnolia grabbed Lily’s arms. Lily’s eyes dilated heavily, and their panting grew more horny and more desperate.

“Oh, Val? Could you set up a double dinner date for us four, for tomorrow? Hopefully this one will be satisfied by then.”

Val blinked, taken aback by not being given a decision in the matter. Clearly, her vicegrip on her hadn’t loosened much. “Uh… yeah, I can do that, sure. I’ll check our schedules.”

“Phenomenal,” Magnolia grinned. “Be seeing you, then.”

And then she left, Lily eagerly following. Once they were out of sight, Val turned back to Weiss, sheepishly looking down at her dress.

“You have fun?” she asked.

“I sure did,” Weiss replied with a yawn. “So much fun that I could pass out here.”

Val smiled at Weiss. “I have a better idea.”

“Oh?” Weiss opened her eyes back up and looked at Val. “What might that be, Valerie?”

“This!”

With a quick motion, and before Weiss could fully register what was going on, Val grabbed Weiss with both hands and arranged her girlfriend and dominant into a princess carry. While flustered at first, Weiss quickly got used to the position, melting into her girlfriend’s arms.

“Have I mentioned you’re the best, Valerie?” she cooed, smiling up at her girlfriend with tired eyes.

Val grinned down at Weiss, walking through the halls like a knight in shining armor. All around her, people gave out wistful sighs and high pitched, excited squeals in envy.

“Not enough if you ask me, Madame.”