Dolly focuses on being Very Polite at a tea party.

On her way home from celebrating a big victory, Galaxy Girl begins to sense there is something wrong.

Did you know that smell is one of the easiest senses to hallucinate? Belinda does.

”Or maybe it was the ship of Theseus- Janine seeing how many little pieces of her she could replace until she fundamentally just wasn’t the same person anymore.”

Prompt: “Normal hypnotherapy uncovers a person’s dark hypnokinky past that was previously erased via intense memory play.” Clara needs help with her newest patient.

A first date.

She had asked me to break her.

I’m putting all of my stories as chapters this year (to avoid cluttering the main page!) Find them all here! Tags are showing up collectively instead of per chapter so I’ll do a brief content warning before each chapter.

Síofra cannot resist enchantment (even when she really, really should).

Mario’s mistress has him do a special routine while she’s away.

Leah and McKaley play a drinking game.

2 supervillains plan a kidnapping

Zahara restricts Nikki in new and interesting ways.

It was an odd thing, she thought, being both a person and a possession.

Curtain up on a handsome young man attending university in the 90s. How is Brandon able to be so confident on stage but so awkward when trying to flirt?

LTR and kinky intimacy. This story is a sequel to last year’s Stage. You don’t have to read that first, but it might give some more background if you want to know more about these characters.

In which Ellen meets the right person at the wrong time.

Lila could admit it. She was kind of a brat. But Sean? He was worse. He was a fucking troll.

The Continuing Adventures of Galaxy Girl and Mesmera (in which there are smoothies, baths, and savings of the world from evil)

He had put his heart and soul into the dish. They were hers now.

Cassidy tries to get away.

Behold- One of my many stress fantasies (in which I over-romanticize hypnotism).

Deondra has a thing for butches. Samantha has a thing for Deondra.

Chris had a hypnotic command planted deep in his mind.

Sappho, seances, and disaster queers.

Real Collar. Mental leash.

A clockwork ballerina dances for her audience- and her puppeteer.

Suddenly she was singing.

Everyone knew Stormtroopers were kinky.

Sometimes it made Erin feel psychic.

No one needed to know she was a plant. A confederate. A stooge.

Daniel. Hates spirals. Loves snakes.

“What did you do to me?” she demanded.

In which the author has lunch with her characters.

Cirie distracts Lilliana on a bad day.

Richard goes to therapy.

She…REALLY liked denial.

Sexy neuroscience play. Really.

Summer was a well-mannered southern girl at heart. She knew that if something was none of her business, it was impolite (and even rude) to know it.

Quickie prompt fic with no redeeming value and lots of smarminess.

David snuck deeper into the bank vault. He was careful to be quiet- so quiet. He couldn’t risk alerting the owner to his presence.

If Ginger was a switch we’d all be dead.

Resistance Play

If he could just get the song out of his head, maybe he’d have a chance.

As long as she didn’t focus on it, it would write the story for her. Through her. Using her.

It’s a nice day to start again.

For as long as she could remember, Deidre had longed for self-annhilation.

Matt meets a cute young woman at the hypnosis convention. Excellent- fresh meat.

Maribella grows increasingly devoted to her computer.

Intelligence Play Dialogue

Alyssa has a crush on her classmate Jiyeon. She’s getting desperate.

Destiny and her Mistress play a guessing game.

Just two gals being pals.

“Tonight wasn’t the night to give in”, he told himself. “Not yet.”

Bri had always considered themselves a bad hypnotic subject.

Original prompt: “A an attractive but arrogant supermarket shopper refuses to wear a mask. A nearby hypnotist decides to take a stand for public health.” I didn’t do exactly this because the plotbunny hopped another way- I hope you still like!

Prompt: “Aliens make first contact and you’re the only one on earth who can speak to them, but they can only speak to you by mind controlling you and using your body as a proxy.”

Escapist hypnofantasy involving wholesome ownership and brainwashing. (The author was tired and needed someone to take care of her- so she wrote someone to do it.)

Audrey owes Nia a story. Why can’t she write it?

Someone asked me about my teenage hypnosis fantasies. They looked like this.

“You’re breathing faster, sure. You’re sweating. But- I don’t think that’s about fear. Not with you. Not entirely, at least. In fact, I think,” the woman leaned over to whisper in her ear, “the fear just makes it better.”