"you really feel like you've got some dignity, huh?" time teased. "you think you've got good taste, don't you? that you're too good for the stupid trope-y stuff? too enlightened?"

"man, i never said any of that," shark responded. "i've just got my own tastes, it's not like-"

"you don't even know what you like. there's still stuff you find too embarrassing to really think about. even though you like it."

"you just like saying shit like that."

"part of the reason i like it is because it's true. because i know it's true." they were closer now, their voice lower. "it's real easy with adrianus, isn't it? huh? even the pregnancy and lactation stuff. sure, it's embarrassing, but at least he uses all that nice hypnotic language, right? he describes it all clinically. it's all nice and subtle and creepy."

"what, are you jealous of him?"

"no. i mean, he's a better hypnotist than me, for sure. but i'm not here to be a good hypnotist."

"then what do you want?"

"maybe i want to knock you down a peg. what do you think of that?" they put a hand on top of shark's head, looming over them. "what do you think of a hypnotist tricking you? making you do something embarrassing? making you feel stupid? are you really above that? i find that pretty hard to believe."

it'd been a while since they'd seen time and really talked with them. it seems like they only got more smug and bold since then.

still, even in that moment, there was a part of them that knew time really was going somewhere with this. they didn't want to admit it, they didn't want to give them the satisfaction of being right - but shark knew that they'd already lost.

"look, it's not like i, like- i mean, i'm not unaware of it, you know."

time laughed. "yeah?"

"i'm just saying, you're acting like this is some big thing you're showing me that i don't already know, but-"

"but you don't really know, do you? it's not the same to just vaguely acknowledge that maybe sometimes you might like something, in the right circumstances. when you say it like that, you're not being all fair and self-aware and articulate. you're denying it. you're avoiding it. hell, even right now - can you tell me? can you tell me what kinds of embarrassing things you like, that you think i'm referring to? go on. tell me."

they knew exactly what time meant, and it was still hard to say. they were proving their point.

"what, the fuckin', like..." they tried to answer as casually as they could. "like being cockdrunk, or whatever?"

time's grin only got wider with every second. "oh, come on. cockdrunk? that's it? that's all you can say? and even when you say it, you can't say it with any confidence. this is exactly what i'm talking about. you can't be honest about it at all. you can't admit to liking any of this stuff. i must've been away for too long, huh? it seems like you need me to remind you."

"i just haven't been thinking about it-"

"of course you already forgot, huh?"

their face burned.

"well, that's what i like about you. you know, jim's got that thing where he's so serious about everything, that it's easy to string him along. rain gets embarrassed easily, so you can use that. and victor's the type who'll complain, and then fall instantly anyway. but you know what you've got?"

"what?" the kind of personal attention and emphasis on them, specifically, as a subject, caught them off guard. they didn't think they had any special qualities compared to the others.

"you just get so stupid."

it hit them harder than it had any right to.

"man, there's no way i get any stupider than any of the others," they said quickly.

"jim gets blank and mindless and obedient. rain gets embarrassed. victor... well, yeah, he gets kind of stupid, but it's not really in the same way. you know, he can be deep in trance and going along with everything and he'll still be using the word 'whom' correctly. how would you describe yourself when you're in trance, though? how do you think you compare to them, huh? when you're really into it, when you really like it. what would you say happens to you? what kinda stuff do you say?"

it kind of pissed them off, because time was right. they'd never even thought of it that way, and time had barely even hypnotized them before. how would they even put that together? how would they know it better than shark did?

"especially when you're horny," time added, before they could answer. "and i mean, come on. you get hypnotized by cock. cockdrunk isn't even the word for it. you're hypnotized by cock, and it makes you stupid."

the really stupid thing was that they could already feel themself getting wet.

"alright, sure, whatever. you could like... you can say it that way, i guess."

"it's the most accurate way to say it. you know that. you know i know that. are you just trying to argue so i'll keep saying this stuff?"

"if that's what i'm doing, it isn't on purpose."

"of course you don't even know. you really don't even know what you're doing. you need me to tell you?"

their thighs pressed together.

"man, what the fuck," shark muttered.

"you see? you are into this. you didn't even know? you really needed me to show you? i really wonder what you do without me."

their breath was heavy already. their t-dick was throbbing.

"if you're already that stupid, what is my cock gonna do to you, then?" time teased. "you might be getting stupider just thinking about it. just being near it."

without thinking about it, their eyes darted down to the bulge in time's pants.

"yeah, that's right. that got your attention, didn't it?"

it was harder to even try to argue now. "well, like... whatever."

"it's too hard to think, isn't it? you might as well just give up. your arguing was pretty pathetic a minute ago, but that was even worse. i know how turned on you are already. you really think you can hide it from me? that's too complicated for you, isn't it? you've never been able to hide anything."

their hand slipped down shark's underwear, their finger gently feeling their hard, throbbing t-dick, and sliding along their wetness, just probing. just feeling that light touch made shark moan.

"that's what i thought," they murmured. "you know, you really think with your dick, don't you? must be even harder for you, when it's not that big."

time withdrew their hand, and shark found their hips twitching, wanting more stimulation.

"i just wanted to check how turned on you are," they said. "i'm not gonna be touching you. you don't even need it, do you?"

time grabbed shark's hand, putting it over the bulge in their pants.

shark groped at it, pleasure surging through them just touching it indirectly like that, just feeling the outline.

"that's it. you really love cock, don't you?"

"i do..." they muttered. it was still embarrassing, but everything was pulsing and warm, and their brain was melting.

"it feels good just touching it, doesn't it?"

time was petting their head now, their tone only getting more condescending.

but it really did feel good.

"can i... can i pull down your pants?" shark asked.

"look at that, asking for permission and everything," time teased. "but i can't let you touch it directly. who knows what that'd do to you? you can either touch it through my pants like this, or you can watch me touch it, and keep your hands off. what do you think? what do you prefer?"

"i wanna see it..."

"i figured that's what you'd want," they said, sliding down their pants and pulling out their big, throbbing, leaking cock, and slowly, hypnotically stroking it up and down with their long fingers. "you're not allowed to touch yourself right now, either, alright? just watching should be enough. more than enough, even. i'm sure you can barely think just looking at it."

shark leaned close to it, bending down on the couch so their face was in front of it. there was some foggy part of them that was aware of how ridiculous this was, but it was completely overwhelmed with pleasure and arousal, and that hypnotic feeling.

that... stupid and horny feeling.

"yeah, that's right. just keep looking at it... just keep going deeper... until you can't even think. it feels good, doesn't it?"

they moaned and twitched just watching it, just hearing that.

"you're gonna cum like this, aren't you? just from watching? you just like it that much, don't you? just seeing my cock is enough. just feeling yourself get stupider and hornier is enough. isn't it? yeah?"

they couldn't stop moaning. they were so wet, it felt like it just kept leaking out of them. it just felt good. it didn't even matter why anymore.

"just stick your tongue out for me," time murmured. "maybe you'll catch some of my cum on it."

they did exactly what they were told, panting and moaning with their tongue out, as close to time's cock as they could get without touching it.

"there you go. perfect. maybe you'll even start drooling soon. it'd really suit you. you thought you were above that, too, didn't you? but of course you'd drool over my cock. i bet you can't help it."

saliva was starting to pool in their mouth.

"don't resist it. just let it happen, alright? i know what you like. you need me to tell you. you need me to show you. you just can't figure it out on your own. but you're glad you've got me to help, huh?"

they nodded. a part of them tried to stop the drool from leaking out, but it just kept coming.

"just think about how much you want to lick it... how much you want my cum... you know, the more stupid and pathetic you look, the closer i'll get... so if you really want to see me cum... you shouldn't resist it at all... you should just give in to all these feelings. you should just admit that you can't fight them. that i know better. that you feel better when you listen to me. that you're too stupid to figure it out for yourself."

they squirmed, their hips twitching and jerking. they were aware enough to know that they must've looked completely brainless. the idea sent another surge of pleasure through their whole body.

time's strokes were faster now. "yeah, that's right... like that. you love it, huh? you really love it. i bet you won't be able to deny it after this."

every hitch in time's breath drove them wild in the anticipation. they really were drooling uncontrollably now.

"i'm close," they said. "are you ready? you want my cum, don't you?"

shark felt close themself. they moaned, unable to answer any other way.

"good..."

their cock pulsed, the warm, thick cum spurting out of it, sticking to shark's hair and face, only a little bit landing on their tongue, which they swallowed immediately without any thought. their own orgasm followed, a concentration of mindless pleasure and humiliation, building up and finally releasing, the feelings overwhelming their whole body, leaking and pulsing and throbbing.

"that's right..." time murmured between breaths. "it feels that good, huh? it feels even better when you don't think, doesn't it?"

their body collapsed, coming down from the orgasm and slowly coming up from the trance.

"fuck, that felt good..." shark muttered.

"oh, i know it did. you're still feeling pretty stupid now, aren't you?"

it pulled them back down. "you can't just..."

"were you starting to come up? you don't need to do that yet. i want to really be sure you understand. you need a lot of extra help, don't you?"

their mind buckled under them. "i do..."

"that's what i thought."