You awaken bound and blindfolded. You’re going to be made into a good doll.

A routine check up. A leather chair and a synthetic technician. She’s beautiful in a surreal way. You can’t help but wonder; how does it feel to be synthetic?

A short story that is more of a violent vent than anything, about control, the loss of it, and what it can do to you. Implied machine ambi inside

Elizabeth wakes up to find she had missed a big date with her boyfriend by several hours when all of a sudden her dorky, incredibly underqualified lab hand, bursts into the room with her PhD project, which should only be able to detect realties, not change them and yet..

When your withchy roomate convinced you to do a ritual in the woods, you didn’t think she’d turn you into her familiar.

Valeria’s a vampire who’s in over her head when she gets taken captive by the very person she was sent to kill.

A trip to the thrift store leads to some cute, sneaky fun.

In a dystopian society where only three ice cream flavors are legal, a rebel leader has to withstand the harsh propaganda of the empire that has them captured and seeks to break them into giving up their love of all other flavors.

I’m getting my hypnotized cosplay slut ready for a big day out.

A determined new mountain climber sets out to prove something to themselves, but when they find a long-abandoned temple on the mountain that’s not on any maps, they end up learning a lot more about themselves than they meant to and having some kinky sex with an unlikely partner.

Jess shows their partner Alex their fantabulous new hypnotic invention.

Cynthia is forced to fight for her life when her (former) friend Maeve challenges her to the Duel of the Binding of Souls. A Ritual of the Familiar story.

A woman at the mall is offered a sample of an exciting new beverage!

How you came to better understand yourself by becoming a loving slave girl of pervy alien businessmen. Based in the Terran Union setting.

Once upon a time, I wrote 200-word shortfics for a discord. I am bad at keeping short fics short but I am good at dreaming up exciting new ways to be erotically demolished by monsters, I guess? I hope the dreams are pleasing.

All her life Clara has heard the Song; a rhythm to which her life beats. It provides structure to an otherwise fluid existence. The Song demands a Schedule, and she gladly follows it. But when the affini show up with their own songs, will hers be subsumed?

A collection of microfics originally written on Servant of Discord’s Twitter. Genre and intensity of fics may vary.

You’re trying to concentrate on your studying for exams but your demonic roommate is distracting you with his latest conquest.

A first person retelling of the 15 year journey our author “Agatha” took to becoming a happily fulfilled member of the erotic hypnosis community.

What do you do if you have the opportunity to lose yourself to your most forbidden fantasy? Do you even hesitate?