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Year of smut 320/365

When he walked in, when his wife 'presented' Kiara to him, complete with a saucy introduction, it was the most aroused Kiara had ever felt in her life. The way Helen drew attention to her chest, the way she talked up Kiara's best features and traits like she wasn't even here, or that her consent was guaranteed, it sparked something deep in Kiara, made her hot, made her moan, made her drip. She was so lucky...

When Kiara first met Helen, months earlier, she didn't like the older white woman. She seemed superficial, overpolitical, and obsessed with ranking inside the company. The two were technically rivals, rising stars from different departments, but Kiara didn't care, she just wanted to do a good job. Sharing an office didn't make it easier. Helen was always playing that new age music, even though she usually had headphones on! Ironically, they bonded over griping about men. Kiara had dumped her girlfriend a couple weeks after they got the office together (just one of those, I don't know why but it's not working breakups) and the lesbian and the blonde wifey found a lot to complain about: being oogled, being talked over, being mansplained etc.

As she was bonding with her office mate, Kiara was having trouble bonding with any women to date. Exhibitionism, group sex, and swinging were ideas showing up more and more in her fantasies, but her potential partners kept running away from them. When she finally confessed these to her new best friend at work, Helen shocked her by revealing that Helen and her husband were into similar things. After one of the little naps Kiara had found herself taking in the office over lunch break, she finally realized what was missing in her sex life: a man. All the fantasies that kept driving women away: being owned, kneeling for someone, surrendering her power; they all made more sense with a man, or...maybe a couple?

She hemmed and hawed form days before finally asking Helen to ask her husband. When he agreed, they planned the night. Kiara let Helen pick her hair, makeup, and lingerie. She read up everything she could online about cocksucking and Helens advice about being a "Unicorn". Now, as he thanked and complimented Helen for finding, preparing, and conditioning Kiara for this moment, she couldn't be more excited. She opened her mouth and crossed her eyes while her tongue hung out, just like Helen advised. Kiara got an A+ on her presentation...

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Infection

When Janice got home Thursday night after a nine hour day at work, she was surprised to see two other cars in his driveway, as only her husband should be there. She grabbed her work bag and went inside, expecting their normal Thursday night couples dinner night. She had chosen tortellini alfredo for her meal this week, which is her favorite meal, and she had been very excited about her husband’s cooking, since she normally made them dinner.

It was also a big surprise to her when she walked inside and there was no smell of cooking roaming through the house, the table was not set, and her husband was nowhere in sight. She wandered through the first floor and there was no sign of Jeff. She checked the basement to the same result. As she went upstairs to check their bedroom, she was very curious where her husband could be.

As she opened her bedroom door, she was met with a sight that truly scared her. Her husband was fully clothed between another woman's legs who she had never met. She stopped herself from fainting just in time, then yelling “Jeffery, what the fuck?!”

Her husband seemed completely uninterested in her, keeping his head buried in the mystery slut’s cunt. 

Then the woman who was dominating her husband's attention spoke to me. “Don’t be too upset with your Jeff, Janice. He didn't choose to be my obedient servant. No, I just have something of a disease… power…virus… curse? whatever it is. Although… he did cheat on you, and you're not going to like who it was with either.”

Janice was in tears, anger seething, shown vividly by her expression. “Jeff.. didn't… No… what’d you do to him?! He’s not right.” Her hands balled into fists, a bad answer sure to set her off onto a physical rampage.

 The woman smiled, moaning before continuing. “Well it's not what I did to him, it's what I did to your next door neighbors. Sweet little Erica had gotten her husband's permission to try sleeping with another woman since she hadn’t yet in her life. Well lets just say…”

Janice cut her off. “Enough out of you bitch. If I have to kill you to make you stop I will.” And with that, she lunged at the intruder. 

Just before she got close to the two, she heard her enemy say the words that struck fear into her soul: “Mistress Delaney’s Slut.” Janice instantly ground to a pace like she was going through molasses. The only thing that kept her awake and standing was her heated passion, slowly pushing forward.

“Wow, a strong one. Stop, Jeff. We have something more interesting.” the naked woman walked up to her slowed thrall and started to feel her up. “Still fighting huh? This is new, maybe Jeff couldn’t program you right. I’ll have to punish him for that. Earth to Jan, can ya hear me, slut?”

“Yes…… you…… bitch…” she responded, still trying to fight off the foreign feeling of being stuck and not moving freely.

“FREEZE Janice!” Instantly her body got locked in place below the neck, like all the molasses around her froze and she was stuck still inside of it. “Aw, there she is. Got that one right. Let me tell you how my… infection works. Anyone I have sex with, when I cum the first time, their brain goes completely numb and it's ready to be programmed. But the best part is, I figured out all my cum slaves share my infection, and can program whoever they fuck too.”

Janice was more than just stuck in place, she was now also frozen in fear. If what this bitch- Delaney- was saying was true, how many people was she in control of.

“Hey Jeff, bend your wife over the bed and fuck her while we talk. Don't cum til I say honey.” Delaney snapped her fingers, and Jeff snapped into place immediately.

“Yes, my love.” Jeff grabbed his wife by the hair and threw her down, draped over the very bed he fucked her on last night. He ripped her pants apart and quickly started pounding her.

In Janice’s sexual daze, she vaguely heard Delaney talking to her. “I’ll save you the whole story. So I had sex with your neighbor and programmed her that day, and then when she had sex with her husband, more of the same. I had them become the swingers of the block, slowly infecting the rest of your neighbors into more and more of my sex slaves. I only had your house and one more left before yesterday.”

Janice had heard everything her lover… her assailant had said to her, and a part of her was scared of what she had heard already. Unfortunately, that part of her had no control over her body, and was completely covered by the sex crazed demon inside of her.

“Your husband realized and wanted to be their little sex pet of the night, too bad my virus broke him completely. Who knew that two of my infectedss’ cum would melt someone’s brain that thoroughly. Well then he took you last night, I’m just here to finish the job. Fun right?” She giggled, rubbing herself inches from her face. “If you’re ready to give in, give my pussy a lick.”

It didn’t even take Janice a second to take to licking her lover’s slit. Then she heard another set of important words from above her. “Jeff, cum!” And the second her husband unloaded his jizz into her, her world started to fade to black. Right before she went fully out, she heard her lover-Miss Delaney- say “Now let’s see what you two can do about finishing the block for me.”

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Blu's update

Hi everyone, I'm back. Mid semester hell week is over and ill be back for most of this month. I have at least two stories coming out in the next seven days, and for the most part I'm open to chat. If i haven't answered you or we haven't talked in a while, feel free to reach out :)

update, finished one and its out

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Don't Fight

Jenny and Jillian had been rivals as long as they'd been sisters. They always wanted the same toys. The cool car. The hot guy.

So it was no surprise that when Jenny brought Mike home, Jillian tried to steal him away. From the minute he got into the house, Jillian turned her flirt up to 11. She touched his arm. She touched his leg. She laughed at everything he said.

What did surprise her was how easily he seemed to be swayed. He touched her hand. He played with her hair. He told her how beautiful she was. And not in secret. Right there at the dinner table. And if Jenny minded, she kept it well to herself.

Jillian finally cornered him alone as he came out of the bathroom. She shoved him back in and stepped in with him. She pulled the door closed and pulled her shirt over her head.

"Better than my sisters?" she asked wiggling her tits at him.

"There's no need to fight, Jill" he said with a smile. Then he touched his finger to her forehead. "Sisters should share."

"Sisters should share," she repeated blankly.

He pushed passed her and went back down to the dinner table. A minute later she followed behind, still topless. Jenny seemed to want to protest, but Mike touched her hand and said, "Sisters should be naked."

Jenny repeated it with a confused look in her eyes then nodded and stood. She stripped down to her skin and returned to her meal. Jillian, not to be outdone, followed suit.

"Dessert, ladies?"

He too stood and stripped.

"Sisters should share," the two said flatly as they dropped to their knees.

"Now whole you have your dessert, tell me about your mother."

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ANOTHER PERFECT STORY. Happy halloween everyone!

Power

Halloween 2023

The woman stepped out of the darkness behind Connor as if she were made of it; materializing out of ink and overlooked shadows.

"Connor Fen," she said in a powerful whisper. "I've heard tales of you from my siblings. They say you have power over women. Power a man should not have."

The man turned to see this beauty dressed in white, made up no doubt for one of the many Halloween parties he'd passed on his way to the alley he found himself in now. He didn't recognize her, though that could have been the make up. Had he perhaps had her sister in his clutches? Her brother?

"No more power than anyone else." He shrugged. "If you know the way."

She stepped forward and raised an eyebrow. The chest she was displaying made his next move clear to him.

"Take you, for example. You could do what I do. You just need to find the right focus. I use this jewel," he said, lifting a small ruby on a chain from under his shirt. "It's very easy to carry. Light as a feather. You barely even notice it's there. Easy to forget. And it shines so nicely in any light. Like now. See how it sparkles off the streetlight? Shimmering flashes of red and white as it spins on its chain?"

The mysterious woman's eyes were trained on it, trying to solve her mystery.

"Watch how it spins and imagine feeling so light and free. Free to spin and flash and drift and DROP."

He let the necklace fall back to his chest and her eyes slammed closed.

"Tell me your name," he commanded as he tucked the gem away.

"Itza," she replied in a slow monotone.

"Well Itza, I want you to imagine you can still see the jewel spinning in your mind. It's still there even with your eyes closed. Spinning and flashing. And with each turn and each spark or color, it wipes away more of your will and more of your mind. Until there's nothing left. Nothing but the jewel and my voice.

"Let the spinning pull you inward. Deeper under my control. I think for you now, Itza. I control you. Say it."

"You control me."

"I am your Master."

"You are my Master."

"Good now why don't you show me those tits you're so proudly displaying."

She pulled her top down and let her breasts drop out into the open air. Connor nearly gasped. He'd taken many a woman with this ruby but these... They were perfect. Perfect in a way he could hardly articulate. It was as if ever pair he'd ever seen was just a poor attempt to emulate this ideal.

He felt himself staring the same way people stared at the ruby. Enraptured. Enchanted. He watched them rise and fall with her breathing and knew that if he wanted he could let himself fall under their power. But he wouldn't. Divine as they were, he was the one with the power here.

He shook his head and approached. He felt the. Squeezed them. Sucked on the and shockingly felt warm milk pour into his mouth. Delicious. Addictive.

"You are a marvel, my dear," he said to her as he pulled away from her breast. "A goddess."

"Yes, Master. I am a Goddess."

"A goddess I own," he reminded her.

"Yes, Master."

"Make yourself wet for me, Itza."

She sat on a discarded chair and began to play with herself. She wasn't wearing panties. Who was this woman who'd chased him down? Makeup aside he knew for a fact he'd never had any of her siblings under his sway. He'd recognize genes this well endowed.

She moaned and sighed as her fingers worked her clit. He pulled out his cock from it's confines in his pants, harder than he'd ever been in his life. Again he found himself slipping into a quasi-trance as he stroked. Up and down. Up and down. Her finger making small circles he could trace with his eyes.

"Goddess," he whispered and he shot a load out onto the pavement of the alley. The pleasure again saving him from slipping too far under. No one had ever had this kind of power of him without even trying. And in his mind, he began to understand.

"Hands and knees, Itza. It's time to become mine."

He slid into her and the wavy of euphoria was all he needed to confirm his suspicions. Nothing had ever felt this good. Nothing human could ever feel this good. He pumped in and out of his enslaved goddess and he knew his life was forever changed.

"Beg me to cum inside you. Beg your Master to defile the divine."

Her moans turned to words as she rambled and shouted. Fuck me. Breed me. Shoot your seed inside me. It was too much for Connor to withstand and soon he was erupting inside her. Her body tensed and shuddered and her face froze in a silent scream of ecstasy.

He pulled from her, his seed seeping out after him. He walked around to her face and commanded her to clean her mess. She took him in her mouth and in almost no time he was cumming again. This time down her throat. She didn't let a single drop spill.

"Return now to where you came from," he told her. "You will not be concerned with my power any longer. In fact, you find it incredibly hot how much power I have over the minds of others. Any time you think of my controlling someone. Using the. Fucking the brainless. You'll get so hot you'll need to finger yourself to orgasm."

"Yes, Master."

The wind blew hard and a flurry of leaves surrounded her. Swirled around her body. And she disappeared.

"A Goddess," he said to himself with a chuckle. "I hope she keeps in touch."

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My ex was 8 inches… I’m 5’3”… can safely safely say his cock touched my brain and made me like this

@p0lycarbonate wanted to know how badly he’d fuck me up.

I’d say he’d murder me.

#blus thoughts

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AHHHH HAPPY HALLOWEEN STORY

Drink Deep

I returned from my run to a quiet house. I'd expected to hear the sounds of my wife getting ready for her day; a shower running, an egg frying. But instead I heard only silence.

I was worried she'd slept through her alarm. It didn't happen often, but it wouldn't have been the first time. If I woke her now, she'd still have time to get ready. If she hurried.

I walked into the bedroom and sure enough, there she was under the blanket. But when I pulled it back, I gasped. That wasn't my wife in my bed. It was another woman. Naked and grinning ear to ear. It set my mind on edge, and I actually recoiled as if in danger. I didn't know it then, but I couldn't have been more right.

"Ah, you're home," the strange woman said. She reached for a wine glass on the bedside table I hadn't seen when I came into the room. "We've been expecting you."

"We?" I choked out. "Where's Eva? Who are you?"

The questions tumbled out of my mouth like marbles. Still she smiled calmly. Almost happily. Her face was inviting even as my hair stood on end.

"She's right there, darling."

She pointed to a dark corner of the room and I turned to look. Eva stepped out of the shadow, wearing nothing but a smile of her own. But hers looked different. Deranged. Almost drunk.

"We've been getting to know each other while you've been away. Running. Exercising. Getting that heart beating so fast and hard."

Eva kept walking toward me as the woman spoke, and there was something about her that seemed so wrong. The wobbly smile. The slow trudge. And a red glint in her eyes. I was so focused on her eyes. In the low light of the room those red irises seemed to glow in a way that made the rest of the world fade away.

By the time she reached me, I'd stopped listening to the stranger completely. All I could see was the two red rings. Glowing. Pulsing. Pulling. Holding. She touched my neck with her fingers and she felt cold.

My mind rebelled, trying to find anything to hold onto so it wouldn't be pulled down into her eyes. It screamed that there was an intruder in our bed. There was something wrong with Eva. Skin shouldn't be so cold. But none of these dangers found purchase in my consciousness. I only heard the stranger's sweet voice. She was right behind me now, whispering into my ear while I stared blankly into the eyes of the woman who was once my wife.

The woman went silent for just a moment before I felt the pain in my neck. Sharp stabbing of two fangs that felt in that moment like the highest pleasure I've ever known. My eyes closed in rapture as Eva leaned in and sank her new fangs into the other side. A dark stain appeared in the front of my pants as I erupted from the feeling. I hadn't even noticed how hard I'd gotten. Red stains began to grow on the shoulders of my t-shirt. Darkness took me.

When I woke, I knew I was changed. My body felt stiff but strong. And the world appeared to have a soft red filter. My wife and my Mistress sat on the bed above me.

"Welcome back," they said. "We're going to do such wonderful things together."

[spiralgirlblu]

Me when I… no this is just me all the time… fuck

Im so wet rn

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[spiralgirlblu]

Introducing… SpiralGirlBlu and Sainthyp’s Hypno Story Archive (volume 2)

This list is STILL far from finished as its just version two of the list, and more stories will be added!

If you’d like a story added (yours or one you read) , dm me (or him on DeviantArt/reddit) for us to read it !

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[spiralgirlblu]

Nerd 😝

says the nerd AND subby boy

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[spiralgirlblu]

ditto, how do we even converse w each other haha

The most accurate portrayal of my mind I've ever seen.

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Lauren is the bestest writer on this site !!!

Follow Me Down

Will knew she listened to relaxation files. He was happy that she found something that could cut through the noise in her brain. But when he asked her what it felt like to have her mind go quiet, she invited him to experience it with her.

They were laying in bed together one morning when he asked. She rose and sat at her desk chair. He was struck by her beauty, as he often was. She raised a hand and focused all her attention on it. His attention was focused on her breasts, if he was being honest. But she smiled a crooked, bemused smile and told him that was fine. As long as he had found a focus.

"Follow me down," she said, and she pressed play on the computer.

A soft female voice filled the room. She spoke calmly but firmly. Deliberately. The kind of tone you know is an authority to be obeyed. The kind of tone you don't mind obeying. She told them to stare at their focus. Its okay to blink. You mind find you're blinking quite a lot as your eyes grow heavy. But stay focused.

Riley's head was starting to nod as her fingers drifted closer and closer to her. Will's eyes felt dull and weighed down as he stared at his perfect wife.

"Drop deep," the voice said, and the last thing Will remembered seeing was Riley's head and arm drop limp as his own body did the same.

He woke some time later feeling more relaxed than he ever had. Riley was already standing and stretching. He noted the wet mark on her chair and her flushed face without comment. She unconcernedly watched him wipe the jets of cum off his chest. Neither considered either to be odd.

"That was amazing," he told her. "When can we do it again?"

"Any time, love. There are so many more files for you to explore with me." She kissed him hard and squeezed his still hard shaft. "You'd be amazed at the things you'll discover about yourself."

Will smiled and rose to shower. Riley sat back in her damp seat and sent an email to her Mistress that he'd finally taken the first step. He'd be ready for Her soon.

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Club meeting p. 1

Angelina sat at the chipotle table on campus, deciding to take her long break alone in peace. While she ate her burrito bowl, a boy walked up to her and stood next to her table. 

“Hi angel, can I sit?”

“Of course Omar, have a seat.” She smiled up at him, welcoming him to her table, and breaking her loneliness for the moment.

“Why thank you, madam. I assume your friends are coming by so I won’t stay too long, just wanted to catch up with the most fun girl on campus.”

“Damn straight. What’ve you been up to?” She asked him inquisitively.

  “I was in my office hours for finance and there was this really cute redhead senior, and this bulky freshman I talked to, I’m going to study them tonight.” He beamed with energy, showing that he was very enamored by his new friends.

“Mmm they sound fun…” Angelina snickered lightly, snapping her fingers. “Remember the spiral, Omar.”

“Whaa…ohhhh… Yes, my queen.” Omar’s face went blank and his eyes glassy as his brain turned off, back to the way Angelina kept her pet boy. 

“You still have the spiral on your phone, Omar. Show them your phone and make sure that they come to our secret meeting tomorrow. Leave and wake up like nothing happened on your walk home.” Angelina continued to softly laugh in a confident way, admiring the hypnotized student in front of her took in everything he said 

“Yes, my queen.” Omar stood up and walked away inconspicuously, on a mission his conscious mind didn’t even know that he had to complete

Angelina picked up her own phone and dialed her roommate Jasmine. “Hey babe, two more are gonna be joining us tomorrow night. We can make the preparations tonight.”

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W O W ! ! !

Midnight Haze

From the moment she arrived at the Hotel Dupin, the woman drew stares. She carried herself with a quiet elegance that bespoke a lifetime in high society. So, though she went largely unrecognized, the staff and other guests treated her as though she were a famous celebrity. They did as she asked with little to no complaint, no matter how odd the requests were.

But she was never cruel in the way that people can be after a life of being told "yes". She was soft-spoken and kind. She never blustered or caused a scene. She never needed to. The air around her just seemed to bend to her will.

So on her third night, when she called down to the front desk and asked for a meal to be sent to her room, the clerk eagerly agreed. It was just a little before midnight and the kitchen was dark, but he would be sure that Madam Delacroix got what she wanted. He ventured out onto the dark street in search of a restaurant still open, and thirty minutes later he was knocking on her door.

She didn't answer. Nor on the second knock.

The clerk thought that perhaps she'd fallen asleep or was showering and decided to let himself in and leave the food for when she was ready.

He found her sitting upright in her bed. The television was on and broadcasting some kind of pattern. It was spinning and flashing and making a low hum he found slightly disorienting. She was sat stone still and staring at it, a soft smile on her face.

"Madam Delacroix," he said, tentatively.

"Yes," she answered in a far off voice. "I can hear you, Master."

He swallowed hard, confused and more than a little aroused at the sight. She wasn't completely undressed, but certainly unfit for the public and unfit for a guest. Still the shape of her body was so enticing, the clerk dare not waste such an opportunity.

"What's happened, Madam?" he asked her, closing the door to the hall as quietly as he could.

"It is midnight, Master." Her voice was flat. Devoid of emotion. "I must watch the spiral each midnight as commanded. I must retrain myself as your slave."

The video feed ended abruptly and she blinked. Life returned to her and the odd smile faded. She turned to look at the clerk and seemed to have no idea they'd already spoken.

"Ah, you managed to find me something! I'm so grateful." She handed him a small wad of money. "Thank you so much."

The clerk nodded dumbly and turned to leave. And when he returned to the desk he called the girl working the next night shift and told her to take off. He'd be covering nights until Madam Delacroix checked out. He was very eager to find out the meaning of the word "slave."

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🫵If you like my blog posts, ur a slut. I don’t make the rules 🫵

I don’t make the rules, so what’s up slutboys and slutbabes?🫣✨

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[spiralgirlblu]

8, 27, 31 please :D

8. Do you like having your nipples touched?

ANSWERED THAT ALREADY AHHHHH

27. Describe your masturbation technique, routine, etc.

Weird question but great one. normally i'm on my back and i get both nipple play and fingering and clit rubbing and other stuff while i read/watch/rp/ trance etc. Also i can be in any position, like on my knees, standing against a wall, and some others. Because of a certain someone (yk who you are) i always keep a water nearby for trances and edges.

31. What kinda underwear do i wear?

i mean mostly normal stuff, bras, panties, sports bras, thongs, bralettes. but i occasionally put on lingerie, either for someone or to get a few pics ;)

1 (asked in other message) what feels better, sex or masturbation?

well ive never had girl on girl irl except once and i was drunk sooooo. but i think when out of trance sex is better most of the time. I also haven't have sex in trance so in trance is still rubbingggg

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Wowowow !!!

This is amazing !!!

HYPNOSAPIEN

The sound moved through Mel. That was the only way she could describe it.

She had come to the club in River City following mysterious flyers about this new group, HYPNOSAPIEN, whose music could "take you to a place you've never been before." Believe it or not, Mel hadn't been into clubbing since high school, but Piper insisted—after everything that had gone down with the Alphas, it was nice to let loose a little.

To call it a club was a stretch. HYPNOSAPIEN was as DIY as they come, performing in secret venues around Romero. Tonight it was the abandoned warehouse on the corner of Lincoln Avenue and Third Street.

The girls in the band were charismatic, led by Iris Blalock on lead vocals, but the music didn't impress Mel. It was the usual club trash with over-reliance on heavy bass and an overzealous mix of synthesizer that drowned out the live vocals. But Mel's biggest complaint? All their music sounded the same! That droning, wall-to-wall buzz cut between Iris' simple lyrics:

"Sink, sink, sink, sink, drop, drop, drop, drop."

After the third song though, Mel realized that the droning wasn't just a hum, but another set of vocals hidden deep in the mix. She tried to decipher the words, but they weren't even English. They didn't even sound human. And as she focused on the strange words, she began unconsciously following Iris' lyrics.

"Sink, sink, sink, sink, drop, drop, drop, drop."

And then the sound moved through her.

Mel turned to Piper to see if her friend had felt it too, but found that she was already on her knees, misty eyes locked on the duo on stage. Piper had torn her shirt open to grope at her small breasts, her mouth gaping as she begged to be taken deeper by "The Message."

"Oh, fuck..." Mel groaned as the sound moved through her. The meaning in its inhuman words were suddenly as clear to her as if spoken in English. One-by-one members of audience fell to their knees in uninhibited ecstasy, their cries of pleasure mixing with the music.

Mel, too, fell to her knees as she sunk her fingers between the folds of her wet pussy.

Oh Christ, it was happening again. She knew that she was losing her mind just like she had in the basement of the Alphas house, but this was something more than a VR headset light show. It was a total transformation, an awakening to a new state of being.

As the audience began to chant the lyrics hidden in the music, Mel joined their cries: "I am the Birth of a new species! I will Prepare my body and my mind for the Great Arrival!"

But it wasn't enough just to feel herself. Mel turned to Piper and pushed her friend down to the grimy floor, pressing her lips and tongue to her nipples, her hand finding its way down to Piper's pussy. Piper uttered a satisfied moan but continued the chant unbroken, "I will Fill whatever need is expected! I will Preach, I will Build, I will Breed!"

The show only spiraled from there as the hypnotized audience fucked each other senseless. Clothes shredding, bodies upon bodies as the audience paired off in twos and threes and fours, ignoring superficial details like who they came with or their sexual orientation. They clawed, and sucked, and licked, and fucked, and sweated, and came. Cocks filling any hole, pussies pressed to any lips. There was no one left in the room who didn't feel The Message move through them, no one who wasn't chanting its words now.

Even the two members of HYPNOSAPIEN stopped playing as Iris took her band mate Kayla by the hair and pressed her face to her pussy. The recorded music droned on in time with the orgy as the audience fucked late into the night, The Message's programming sinking so deep into their minds that it became a permanent fixture of their existence, taking everyone to a place they'd never been before.

This is a companion to Classified Information #2: The Sound Shout out to @shotgungt for the band name HYPNOSAPIEN

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