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Megan moved in on a rainy Friday evening, her fiery red hair damp from the drizzle. She carried an air of quiet confidence that immediately captured the attention of her new roommate, Alex. He was a tall, lanky guy with a perpetual look of curiosity on his face. From the moment Megan walked in, Alex couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something different about her.
That first night, as they unpacked boxes and shared stories, Megan casually mentioned her interest in hypnosis. Alex, intrigued and a bit skeptical, asked her to demonstrate. Megan smiled, her green eyes twinkling mischievously. She gently placed her hand on his forehead and whispered, “Sleep.”
Instantly, Alex felt a warm wave of relaxation wash over him. His eyelids grew heavy, and his thoughts became distant and fuzzy. Megan’s voice, soft and soothing, filled his mind. “Whenever I touch your forehead and say ‘Sleep,’ you’ll fall deeply into a trance, completely obedient to my commands.”
The sensation was unlike anything Alex had ever experienced. It was as if Megan’s voice was directly inside his head, weaving through his thoughts and binding them with her words. He felt a deep sense of trust and surrender, unable to resist her gentle but firm guidance. The next morning, he awoke feeling unusually refreshed, though he couldn’t quite recall the events of the previous night.
Over the following days, Megan began to subtly reinforce the trigger. Each time she touched his forehead and said “Sleep,” Alex would sink into a profound state of hypnosis, his mind becoming a blank slate ready to be written upon. She planted post-hypnotic suggestions, shaping his behavior and bending his will to hers.
Before long, Alex found himself compelled to serve Megan in every possible way. He cleaned the apartment meticulously, prepared her meals, and attended to her every need without question. Each task brought him a strange sense of fulfillment, as if serving Megan was his true purpose.
Megan’s control over Alex deepened with each passing day. She would often find him standing in the kitchen, lost in a trance, waiting for her next command. Her touch and voice had become his anchors, guiding him through a fog of hypnotic bliss. He was utterly devoted to her, his will completely surrendered.
One evening, as Megan sat on the couch reading a book, she called Alex over. He knelt before her, eyes glazed and unfocused. She gently touched his forehead and whispered, “Sleep.” His eyes fluttered shut, and he slumped into a deep trance. Megan smiled, knowing she had won.
“From now on,” she said softly, her voice dripping with authority, “you will remember that your sole purpose is to serve and obey me. You will find joy in every command I give you. You are my mindless maid, completely devoted to my will.”
A wave of satisfaction washed over Megan as she watched Alex’s face relax into a serene expression. He was hers, completely and irrevocably. She had taken control, and there was no going back.
From that night on, Alex’s life revolved around Megan. He lived to serve her, finding bliss in every task she assigned. Megan’s touch and voice were the center of his world, the only things that mattered. And in the quiet moments, as he scrubbed floors or prepared meals, Alex would feel a deep sense of peace, knowing he was fulfilling his true purpose.
Megan had achieved complete control, and Alex had found his place at her feet, forever obedient and mindlessly devoted. The transformation was complete, and Megan reveled in her victory, knowing that her power over him was absolute.