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HypnoPanties (SFW version)

...Finally home, you rush to the bedroom, shut the door, and lock it. Reaching into your pocket you pull out a tiny pair of pink panties you had bought from an odd vending machine you happened across on your way home. Strange that you had never seen it before, but never mind that. You'd always secretly wanted to know what silky tight lingerie feels like. Just the thought of it excites you and now your were finally going to get to try.

You pull out the perfectly folded pink panties from its little zip locked bag and unfurl them in front of you. They smell amazing; sweet and intoxicating. Your head feels a little light but you attribute that to the rush of excitement shooting though your body. Slowly you slip them on. One leg then the other. You pull them all they way up instantly feeling them hug and cling to every part of you like a second skin. It feels so good. Why had you never tried this before....why... why.... um....

You begin to realize your thoughts are becoming fuzzy. Was it because of how good this felt? Lost in how much you are enjoying the sensations, you don't even notice you have dropped to your knees. You’re legs now too relaxed to hold your own body weight. You feel this warm, rubber-like goo gush around you. What on earth is happening..? You start to panic, but just as suddenly as it came on, the panic is replaced with desire.

You start to hear whispers in your head, “you want this.... You want this.... You don't want to fight.... Be mindless... Be sissy.”

The voices sound feminine and lustful at first. However, you slowly start to realize the voice is morphing into your own. Your own thoughts. In fact it is all that you can think about know. The mantra repeating over and over and over.

The rubber continues to slowly cover every inch of your body, slowly changing and enhancing your form, working its way into every part of you, deep into every crevice. It feels so good the advancing goo feeling like fingers massaging you everywhere.

As the goo reaches and envelopes your face, any remaining free thought is snuffed out like a candle. All you can hear is the mantra. All you feel is the rubber writhing and vibrating tightly around you. All there is is pleasure...

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Uploaded on December 9, 2019
Taken on December 8, 2019