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Hypnocock - Sleepygirl's editing reacations
🕑 Added 2024-03-29 16:00:11 +0000 UTCPart 1
Story: My name is Sterling. Maximilian Sterling. Code name…Hypnocock
Sleepygirl:and so begins the James Bond porn parody :cP
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Story: just…staring blank faced down at my…umm…my manly bits.
Sleepygirl:and cue the ridiculousness
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Story: When most people hear a story like this they think of a gigantic, porn-star sized log that, if you really think about the anatomy of the average human, would make you stop and wonder “how exactly does that fit?”
Sleepygirl:that's where the whole suspension of disbelief...and, well, porn, thing comes in
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Story: After all, free food is always a nice perk
Sleepygirl:despite the trauma and therapy bills
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Story: “We need to see it.” she whispered as I felt her hand slide into my jeans.
Sleepygirl:who needs subtlety at this point?
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Story: I stepped back and, well, as her hand came out of my jeans…uh…so did I.
Sleepygirl:the awkward is strong with this one
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Story: They weren’t giggling, they weren’t smiling, they were completely slack jawed as they stared at…my member.
Sleepygirl:seems like there would be worse problems to have...
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Story: It was still unsettling, but also weirdly fascinating.
Sleepygirl:in a purely scientific way of course
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Story: At first they seemed confused, like they couldn’t remember what they were doing. Hell, for a few seconds it looked like they couldn’t even remember where they were.
Sleepygirl:perfect time to take any liberties...
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Story: So I did what anyone in my position with severe social anxiety would do: I googled it!
Sleepygirl:heheh, nice :cP and also not wrong
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Story: but you should never underestimate what the government will waste time and your tax dollars looking into.
Sleepygirl:moral of the story
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Part 2
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Story: I was trying to come up with a catchy name for it but I’m not really good at that sort of thing.
Sleepygirl:and yet the alliteration works
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Story: so I went to the library
Sleepygirl:where nothing hypnotic or kinky ever happens
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Story: It was clear that all of her stat rolls had ended up in beauty and charisma, because she didn’t even seem to be able to read the titles
Sleepygirl:ok that one made me laugh
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Story: She rolled her eyes in frustration and then seemed to remember the plot
Sleepygirl:nice way to move that along, heheh
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Story: “Help…yeah…yeah, help…” I stumbled over my own words. “Need you, what, for you do?” At this point I’m not even sure Yoda knew what I was saying.
Sleepygirl:known, he would not have
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Story: “but I couldn’t find anything.” she finished, holding the pose that she knew had my attention while still trying to play the role of an airheaded bimbo.
Sleepygirl:and doing a good job of it
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Story: Must…not…look…down…shirt!
Sleepygirl:i don't believe he, or you, could succeed at that
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Story: I had to ensure that I was not in fact cumming at that moment
Sleepygirl:rimshot
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Story: “I’m sexy and I know it” and more “I can break you with my thumb.”
Sleepygirl:those are two completely opposite ends of the spectrum...
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Story: Either that or I was hallucinating again, because her mind was clearly blank as she stared down at me with the same vacant expression. Her face and jaw were completely slack, her shoulders slumped. She looked beautiful. Beautiful and completely captivated.
Sleepygirl:i mean it is a sexy expression
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Story: You know the movies always omit that part, the human body really doesn’t like being turned off.
Sleepygirl:there is no place for logic in this story
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Story: The man took a piece of paper and slid it across the table to me. On the piece of paper was every man's worst nightmare made manifest.
It was a detailed report of my browser history.
Sleepygirl:heheheheh ok that was a good one
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Story: Do you know what that looks like when it’s on paper? In report format? With BULLET POINTS?!?
Sleepygirl:and yet now i feel like i won't be able to get that image out of my head...
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Story: The man paused to look down at his notes and then said, and I swear I am not making this up, in the most flat and bored tone I’d ever heard, “hypnotic penis.”
Sleepygirl:it was the tone of someone who was obviously thinking "i don't get paid enough for this"
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Story: “Inconvenient travel, terrible hours, and the training to be an operative may literally kill you.”
Sleepygirl:that line definitely reminded me of Archer
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Story: “Ima? Your name is Ima Decivia?”
Sleepygirl:heheh clever
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Story: For those of you wondering, the worst possible thing you could do at this point would be to remind the woman who is clearly armed that you had managed to one up her, and were probably about to take a few liberties with her while she was helpless
Sleepygirl:nah, what could possibly go wrong?
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Part 3
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Story: “That…sounds like James Bond’s porn name.”
Sleepygirl:i'll be honest it still sounds too sophisticated for that
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Story: “Listen here you little shit!”
Sleepygirl:ok that was actually kind of hilarious
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Story: Just me in an all but empty white room with a giant two way mirror on the wall, completely buck ass naked!
Sleepygirl:these are the hazards they don't warn you about
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Story: And that was by security, who thought I was an escaped mental patient when they saw me running around the base naked!
Sleepygirl:you'd think they would be used to seeing that more often...
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Story: “Why are you in the room? And why didn’t you warn me before I stripped naked!”
Sleepygirl:and take away another humorous plot point? nah
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Story: Doctor Kit Tease
Sleepygirl:heheheh, clever naming
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Story: “But if I don’t, Dr. Tease will end up hypnotized?”
Sleepygirl:there are worse predicaments to be in...
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Story: “This, Mr. Sterling, is Miss Ivana Seduceya, She is the CFO of the Dastardly Devices Ltd. corporation located in the city. She is also an enemy spy.” The man said in a flat tone.
“I could tell she was a spy by the name
Sleepygirl:once again, clever naming
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Story: changing the slide on the wall to what looked like an intercontinental ballistics missile…with a disco ball where the warhead should be.
Sleepygirl:for those playing the home game, yes you are imagining what that looks like correctly
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Story: Upon detonation the bomb unleashes a dazzling pattern of lights that renders anyone who sees it completely mindless and open to suggestion
Sleepygirl:oooh, shiny...
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Story: “Now, Mr Sterling,” Dr. Tease said, looking excited, or aroused, or both. “Now we have to outfit you with your gear.”
Sleepygirl: lets go with both
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Story: “No, not of you. You’re probably going to die
Sleepygirl:nice throwaway line
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Story: Although she was clearly very open and flirty, she was almost more trying to seduce an experiment. “Oh yes…I feel it. The thrill, the attraction. I want to be near you, I…I need to be near you!”
Sleepygirl:umm...damn
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Story: Have you ever heard a scientist orgasm? It’'s like they are so repressed that they don’t actually make a noise, they just kind of…squeak? It’s kinda cute.
Sleepygirl:i would believe that actually
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Story: “No! I hate it! Why does every code name around here sound like a porn version of James Bond? What, was Goldmember taken or something?” I asked, annoyed
Sleepygirl:i mean...technically yes
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Story: the fate of the world is in your pants
Sleepygirl:heheh nice tag line
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Story: And there I stood, alone in a dark hallway, the fate of the free world on my shoulders… and an embarrassing boner visible through my pants
Sleepygirl: Womp womp
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Part 4
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Story: Just me and my manhood to save the world.
Sleepygirl:that could be the tag line of this story
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Story: so I nearly slid off the counter
Sleepygirl:missed it by that muc
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Story: “Sterling. Mr. Maxwell Sterling…Esquire…The third.” The more things you have after your name the more important you are, right?
Sleepygirl:that's definitely an Archer thing to say
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Story: So I did the first thing that came to mind. I screamed like a girl.
Sleepygirl:that tracks
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Story: The sound of a human skull being impacted with a toner cartridge is a dull thump followed by the sound of a toner cartridge shattering on the floor. In case you were wondering
Sleepygirl:I mean I was curious, so...
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Story: Then, all at once, her arm went limp, her face went limp, she let out the most adorable little moan and her eyes rolled up into her head.
Sleepygirl:and yet somehow that's still sexy
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Story: In case you're wondering, the sound of a human skull impacting a tile floor is also a dull thump.
Sleepygirl:the more you know...star
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Story: Then I unzipped my pants and waited for her to wake up.
Sleepygirl:that also escalated quickly
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Story: “Just…shut up and look at this.”
Sleepygirl:ah yes, the point in the story where the hero begrudgingly accepts the powers of his hypnotic penis
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Story: “Trance…must…not…submit. I can resist…can resist…resist…” Her face would scrunch up one minute then relax the next. It was a genuine struggle.
Sleepygirl:i do love a good struggle...
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Story: “Carl…hypnotized me…to make me submit.” I swear she let out a soft moan after that.
Sleepygirl:that also escalated quickly
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Story: That was definitely a moan!
Sleepygirl:sorry was that out loud?
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Story: “Yes…turns me on…the feeling, the sensation, the tingling in my…my….can’t resist… the tingle in my brain.” Her nipples were starting to poke through the fabric of her shirt.
Sleepygirl:i feel very called out right now
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Story: Seriously, who would get aroused by being hypnotized or hypnotizing someone else? It’s just strange
Sleepygirl:whistles innocently
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Story: I'll just use a pocket cock
Sleepygirl:facepalm
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Story: And her tongue…wow! She could really get that around me, and could almost massage it while she was sucking on it.
Sleepygirl:today in blow jobs 101...
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Story: Really good. And then as quickly as she had started she leaned back and let my weapon of choice slide out of her mouth while she just stared at it. Kneeling on the ground
Sleepygirl:admittedly that is a sexy image
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Story: I sighed and spoke as calmly as I could manage. “There is cum in your brain, sticky and thick, coating your mind, coating your brain, coating your thoughts. Every drop is sticky and thick, making you unable to resist, making you unable to think, you can’t help but just obey now. This is what you wanted, to resist, but to lose, and to feel the cum in your brain and just become deep and obedient now.”
Sleepygirl:why does that sound familiar...
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Story: “Yes master, I am yours.”
Sleepygirl:i'll be in my bunk
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Story: “I have obeyed, there is cum in my brain…”
Sleepygirl:ok that is more button pushing than i expected it to be...
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Story: Sadly, wielding a knife in a malicious way with intent to kill is an automatic deduction of six points, making her solidly a four at best.
Sleepygirl:i feel like it needs to be more than six points
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Part 5
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Story: Smooth as sandpaper!
Sleepygirl:that is basically his motto through the entire story
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Story: Well, I can tell you that saying “ummm, can we talk about this?” was the wrong answer.
Sleepygirl:ya don't say
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Story: “I’m going to kill you, Mr. Sterling” or “I’m going to stuff your cock and mount it on my wall as a trophy.
Sleepygirl:sure who wouldn't find that to be a turn on...
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Story: Missed it by that much
Sleepygirl:heheheh nice to see you fit that in somewhere
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Story: But she just stared off into space. No more thinking, no more resisting. I was finally free to program her, to do my mission.
Sleepygirl:sexy
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Story: I had picked up a few things in my porn searches
Sleepygirl:uh huh, just a few...sure...
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Story: I kind of expected the words “Mission Complete” to appear somewhere.
Sleepygirl:coming soon, spirals: the video game
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Story: “is to infiltrate the headquarters of Card Industries and discover what hypnotic technology they are implementing into the establishment known as the Spirals Nightclub, as well as its connection to the faculty of New Chicago University.
Sleepygirl:oooh, nice tie in
