HypnoHub

This pic comes with a story about how a man's boss slowly brainwashes him and messes with his wife to turn him into the futa bimbo in the pic.

“Well look at you! Don’t you just look darling? If it weren’t for that tiny bulge of yours, I would never in a million years guessed that you were a man. Isn’t modern surgery fantastic? Oh? What was that? You say you didn’t agree to this? Oh but that’s where you’re wrong Terrence, or perhaps Tanya is more suiting? You agreed to all of this and a lot more. I suppose you can’t recall all of the small details, but really you were doomed the moment you started working at Pandora and were ‘given’ me as your secretary. I thought you were so cute when you came in for that interview. I just knew I had to have you. I had them hire you on the spot.

Hm? What do I mean by me having them hire you? I suppose you wouldn’t understand this, but I own Pandora in several ways. John Crabtree is CEO in name only - a figurehead. You mean to tell me that you never noticed how they look at me? I guess your attention was far more captivated by my shoes. I must admit that I’ve never seen someone fall for them quite like you did. They were just a simple pair of red pumps with a four inch heel. They weren’t even designer, and yet your eyes were drawn to them like a moth to a flame. Oh, so you at least remember those, but do you recall me coming into your office your first day and giving you the pleasure of watching them until it was time for everyone to leave? Ah. Your little friend seems to. You were so entranced and so very obedient to your loving Mistress’s orders. I almost felt bad parading you around the office in my panties. Uh-huh. Are things starting to come back to you now? You’re turning red! Don’t feel bad though. Everyone ends up doing it their first day. You were just special. I can’t explain it. I am a woman that loves sex, and I am never left wanting, but let’s just say that I had a fatal attraction to you. Perhaps if you weren’t married, you wouldn’t be staring at a Barbie Doll.

Whenever I came into your office I couldn’t help but be pissed off you know. That picture of you two on your honeymoon made me sick to my stomach. You looked so cute together - so perfect. It was like she was teasing me, and you were wrapped around her little finger so tightly when you weren’t under my spell, shoes hidden out of sight. A relationship like that is not so easily torn apart by simple fox fire. Oh no, you made me get creative, and you can see what happens when I get creative.

It started off slow of course, having you invite me over for dinner so that I could meet the lucky lady. I have to admit, she was everything a person could want in a partner - fun and sexy while also being intelligent and mild mannered. I could see why you fell in love with her. I might have too if I hadn’t met you first.

Sure, I could have taken her the same way I took you with but a flick of my ankle. However, where would the fun in that be? It was far more satisfying to make you slip a mickey into her wine, opening the gates to her new life. Dinner went on as usual, until the little surprise you gave her started to work. Her cheeks were flushed, her pulse was was erratic, and her hands were trembling after just one glass. Your wife’s whole world melted away, and she opened herself to me all thanks to you.

Oh don’t cry my lovely girl. I’ll allow you to remember bits and pieces of what happened next. Suffice it to say, I turned your wife into a slut that day with your help. You did more than just feed her a drug. My precious doll unlocked her primal instincts and turned her libido up to one-hundred. Not only that, but when when you suddenly had to start working later and later and couldn’t get that thing in your panties up anymore without seeing my heels or stockings, what did you think was going to happen? Love is only so strong when you’re a housewife that has her hands in her panties from the moment your hubby leave for work. She cheated on you, and you were devastated when you found out after coming home from a long day. She wasn’t with one but three men, and even as you stood in the doorway, she did nothing to stop those men from taking her in all three holes. That cursory glance she gave you as she continued her fun drove you out of that marriage and right into my arms~

The human heart is such an exploitable thing you know. After your divorce, you needed a crutch, and who better than your young secretary? I didn’t need to even entrance you to ask me out to dinner, and when we hit it off we played the dating game for a while. I have to admit, you were so cute acting like a perfect little gentlemen. You’d think that we were in high school by the way you doted on me - flowers, chocolate, late night movies… All the while, you didn’t notice me changing your whole world.

I never made you love me, but I did change your sense of perception. You don’t think you turned out this way overnight, did you? I had you in a soft trance. You didn’t see anything wrong with deciding to go on a diet when I mentioned that I thought you were a tad bit overweight. You didn’t think it strange when you had the strange compulsion to keep your body constantly devoid of body hair. You did not put up an ounce of protest when the two of us began going to the salon every weekend nor that you were given an overtly feminine hairstyle.

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Posted on 2016-07-25 20:45:30
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www.youtube.com/watch?v=4F4qzPbcFiA

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SilverFly
>> #116580

Posted on 2016-07-26 06:32:20
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Feels bad that I never finished that story. But after sitting on it for like three years, I needed to post it. X3

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