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Hypnovember Day 1 - Eyes The goat sits in the bar, drinking, like he usually does on a Saturday night. Despite being indoors, a pair of sunglasses rests over his eyes, obscuring them. The bartender, a warthog, has come to recognise the goat after seeing him every Saturday for a few months. "Hey, why do you wear those things all the time," he asks his returning customer. "Do you really want to know?" The goat replies. "Yeah," answers the bartender. Staring him in the eyes, the goat removes his sunglasses. The warthog's mind is consumed by the kaleidoscope pattern that pulses from the goat's eyes, an endless stream of changing colours with no pattern. He can't help but to stare, unaware of anything else in the world around him. Seconds passed that felt like minutes. Minutes passed that felt like hours. But, eventually, the goat returned his sunglasses, breaking line of sight. The warthog returned, but slightly changed. "You know what? From now on, all your drinks are now on the house!" Hypnovember Day 2 - Drugs/Substance The buff ox looked around the locker-room and saw no one. Acting quick, he took out the syringe with the growth hormone and injected it into his thigh, then replaced the remains into his bag. The serum said to use it IMMEDIATELY prior to working out. He hated that he was juicing up, but the results spoke for himself: he was buff in all of the right places, and none of the "other" places experienced any sort of shrinkage. He entered the main area, ready for a quick workout session. Putting in his headphones, he started up the playlist the drug company provided him. Before he could even take a step, the file began doing its work. The obedience drug was coursing through his system, and the hypnotic track overloaded his mind. The ox had thought that the drug would allow him to do a small workout every day and get large results. In reality, he'd spend hours at the gym, working out to buff his body by himself, the drug numbing his mind to the effort he's put in. His mind, mainly with the playlists telling him so, trusted the company so completely. And when they reached out to him and asked if he could join a trial for a new libido boosting drug, he abandoned everything to fly to their headquarters that afternoon. Hypnovember Day 3 - Objectification The tiger was held in place before the villain by his henchmen, he tried to flex and free himself, but a power dampening collage was locked around his throat. "Like your new collar?" The lion mocked. "It's made to stop pesky heroes like you." "It won't stop me for long! I've escaped every trick you've tried!" The tiger said defiantly. "Oh, I think you'll be less willing to escape this time," said the lion. The villain pressed a button and the hero felt his mind overloading. "Wha-" was all the tiger managed to say before his mind short circuited. His eyes were vacant and lost, as if he was without purpose. Then the lion lifted up a paw, holding it in front of the mindless hero. "You are my footrest," he stated. The hero's mind took the information like a sponge takes in water. In an instant, he went from a nothing to a footrest. The henchmen released him and, without a word, he took his place under the lion's paws, content to be the best footstool in the world. Hypnovember Day 4 - Master/Pet The raccoon felt anxious as he waited for his therapist to reply to his message. He had suddenly felt the need for an urgent session and had messaged the panther in hopes of something after-hours. When the panther replied with an address, he rushed over. The drive made him feel calmer. He knew that the therapist could help him with his sudden issue...even if he didn't know what it was himself... He parked the car and his phone buzzed with another message, telling the door was unlocked and he could walk in. As he entered the front door, a feeling of bliss washed over him. The raccoon stood still for a moment, allowing the sensations to crash through him. As the feeling left, it took all unnecessary thoughts away from him, leaving only good thoughts. Or, more specifically, "good boy" thoughts. Acting on muscle memory and instinct, the raccoon stripped himself. There was a drawer where he placed his clothes, swapping them with a collar inside. After putting it on, he walked to the living room. The panther sat on the couch, stroking his cock as his favourite project walked in. "That's a good pup, now, come and take your treat," he said, precum forming at his tip. "Yes, Master!" The raccoon said enthusiastically, running over to suck out his treat. Hypnovember Day 5 - Sex Toy The otter couldn't believe he convinced his husband to try the fleshlight; usually the wolf was a strict bottom who rarely topped. He plunged the toy over the length, stopping when it hit the forming knot. "Someone enjoying the penetration?" Teased the otter. "It's...nice..." groaned the wolf as he started to buck his hips. The otter smirked as he watched the fleshlight's effect start to take hold. "That's right. It's nice to fuck. To thrust your cock in deep," the otter began. The words resonated within the wolf. It was feeling good to fuck for once. It felt good to have his dick hugged by the toy. "So much neglect, your cock is overdue for pleasure. It yearns to be played with. It has an insatiable desire," the otter continued. It was true. Years of bottoming has left his dick unfulfilled. And now it screamed at him, begging for be used, begging to fuck and never stop. "Y-Yeah," he said, drooling with desire. The wolf was thrusting hard into the fleshlight. "As a bottom, you kept your hole always ready. Now it's time for your cock to be the same," the otter concluded, removing the fleshlight. The otter jumped on his husband's cock, the wolf holding back his orgasm, needing his dick to be always ready like a dildo. Hypnovember Day 6 - Musk/Scent The weasel went to turn on the TV, but was unable to find the TV remote. He checked under the table, the couch, around the living room, and even the kitchen, but couldn't find it. He knew this meant his flatmate must have taken it to his room. He decides to sneak into his flatmates' bedroom. The moment he opens the door, his nose is assaulted by the bear's pungent musk that filled the room. He had been in his flatmate's room before, but the scent was never this intense. He shook his head, resolute to find the damn remote and get out as soon as possible. It didn't take long for him to find the remote, however, it was under a pair of the bear's underwear. He tried to grab the remote and yank it away, but he failed miserably. The rubber buttons caught on the undies and sent them flying directly to him, hitting him right in the face. The well-worn briefs sent the bear's odour directly to the weasel's brain, stunning him where he stood, forcing it to breathe it in further. He forgot about the remote, unable to think of anything except breathing in the potent scent plastered onto his face. Time had stopped, only resuming when he heard the bear start to rouse from his sleep. When he opened his eyes, the bear was surprised. But the surprise quickly faded into lust when he realised what happened. The weasel had become musk-drunk from his scent, and the bear decided to keep him that way. He rolled over, showed off his ass, and commanded the weasel to huff right from the source. Hypnovember Day 7 - Old VS Young After many weeks of talking about it and figuring out how to handle it, the fox and his nephew were ready for their competition. It was simple: he would zonk his brother to suck his cock while his nephew would try to get his dad's mouth around his dick. Whoever got the man's mouth over their cock first won the right to zonk him and the loser for a week. The day was set and the uncle had his trusty pocket watch, not knowing how his nephew would handle things. The older fox could tell the younger one had a head start. The moment he walked into the house, he could see his brother jerking it to submissive father/dominant son porn right out in the open on the living room couch. He stripped and got to work. Stealing his brother's attention, he swayed his pocket watch and cock a the same time, creating an association. With a lowered voice, he tried getting his brother hungry for some middle-aged cock, but then his competition barged in. The other fox was equally naked and held a phone with a spiral pattern on it. After seeing the situation, he sent the video to the TV and tried whispering to his old man, trying to drown out the other's words. While all this was happening, the fox at the centre of everything remained jerking off on the couch, watching the pair try to hypnotise him. He zonked the two horn-dogs a while back after hearing them discuss taking him under together. Now he has them "competing" for him every weekend while he watches. In a few minutes, it'll swap to them trying to zonk each other, but, no matter the result, it'll end the same way: with a single word, he'll take them both as his own again~ Hypnovember Day 8 - Sluttification The cheetah's cock made his boyfriend feel complete. It hit all of the right areas and was sending pure pleasure to his brain. He made sure to get the coyote nice and suggestible before their first fuck, and he wasn't disappointing. Whispering to the zonked man, the cheetah spun a story saying they were so compatible that the coyote wouldn't be able to get enough, that one fuck would leave him aching for more. And once the coyote was penetrated, his mind told him it was true. Every thrust made him need it. Every hilting made him hungrier. Every lunge filled him with lust. And, mid fuck, the cheetah was using that to his advantage, telling his boyfriend some new facts about himself. He said that the arousal, the cravings, the urge for more cock was the coyote's default behaviour. The cheetah spun scenarios of how pure horny he was, and how much he needed to be filled. And his boyfriend processed it all perfectly. After cumming inside and pulling out, the cheetah watched the coyote realise the newfound emptiness inside which can only be filled with a cock. And as he fingered his boyfriend's needy hole, he promised to fill him as often as his balls would let him. Hypnovember Day 9 - Mark Of Ownership The ex-hero couldn't help but groan as his boar-cock was sealed inside his new rubber suit. The badger, sitting on the throne before him, designed the suit specifically for heroes like himself. It was designed to keep him horny but without access. Every part of his cock was coated in a vibrating nanite-infused rubber, ensuring the boar's mind was too focused on it than anything else. As it bulged in his suit, the badger rose, and walked to his latest project, placing a hand on his crotch. Humping the villain's hand, the ex-hero didn't notice as his prominent bulge receded into a hand-filling nulge that was perfect for groping. And, as each grope felt like a tight thrust into a hole, the hero could feel something happening to it. In what felt like hours to his horny mind, the ex-hero felt the hand leave, and he saw what happened. Right there, on the centre of his nulge, was the badger's logo. Seeing it between his legs filled the boar with a shot of lust and servitude. When the badger returned to his throne, holding out a phone as he gave his next order: show everyone your new self. Needing to make the badger proud of him, the ex-hero agreed, rushing to grab his old phone with all his accounts still logged in. Right there, in front of the villain, the boar recorded a video. Playing with his logo'd nulge, he announces his retirement of being a hero and pledging his loyalty to the villainous badger. He then uploaded it to his pages for the whole world to see. Hypnovember Day 10 - Defeat The hyena struggled to control himself as arousal tore through his entire body. The camel said, while gloating like all villains do, that the injections done to him would keep him permanently aroused and on edge until the counter-injections were administered. He had also told the hero that he'd only administer those counter-injections after wearing the dronification mask, conveniently placed in his cell, for 48 hours. The hyena tried holding back, but it only took him an hour he started shamelessly jerking off. But, unfortunately for him, the edge is all he could reach. With his hand never leaving his dick, the hyena stared at the mask on the table. He knew he could never give in - to become one of the villain's henchmen - but each new hour brought him more fatigue. But as a week passed, his cock felt like it was going to explode from the pent up lust. His arms were too tired to even jerk off, so he just laid back and stared at the ceiling as his cock begged for another stroke. His mind was strong, but his heart had failed. The camel had been watching, waiting for the moment of resignation before talking again. He re-announced that the hero had everything he needed to make the sexual torture end. And his words worked. After a few minutes of internal deliberation, the hyena stood up, walked over to the dronification mask, and strapped it on. It locked around his face before flooding his eyes and ears with a carefully curated set of stimuli designed to melt his mind. Hypnovember Day 11 - Restrained The private investigator had been hired to spy on the CEO of some company to uncover any juicy dirt he might have. He was one of the best in his field as his chameleon body allowed him to blend in anywhere undetected. He had found that a few of the CEO's closest reports had gone missing for a week, returning to announce they were apparently stealth-hired and were taken to a week-long employee induction. He started investigating further. He found it all. The kidnapping. The week long brainwashing. The turning into a dedicated employee. And instead of turning it into the police, he kept investigating...until he was caught... Now he was tied to a chair in the office's basement. The CEO, a dragon, complimented him for figuring out as much as he did, and said he'll be hiring the chameleon. The ropes holding him in place began to vibrate, the movement shaking his body, and shaking his mind. He found himself relaxing as each thought of escape was shaken away by the vibrations, eventually shaking away all other thoughts. And, after a day of that, he was moved to stage two of the employee on-boarding. Hypnovember Day 12 - On Display The bear had gathered his staff outside his office where a sheet was placed over...something...? "As the boss of this company, I have vowed to protect it, and, by extension, protect you all," he began. "When someone threatens my company, they are threatening you all," he continued. "And what I found recently was someone who threatened us by leaking private information to our competitors." He then pulled away the sheet. Underneath was a cage that contained a husky. The husky was wearing one of their prototype control visors, and was both jerking off and fingering his hole. Precum was flowing from his cock. "He wanted to leak our private secrets, so now he can leak as much as he wants in this controlled environment. This is what happens to those who threaten us. Now, get back to work." The bear returned to his office, leaving his employees stunned at the sight. Hypnovember Day 13 - Magic It had been over a year since the lynx was taken in as the ferret's apprentice, but the older mage was still reluctant to show his pupil anything outside of the advanced fundamentals and basics. Fed up, he began secretly researching something to help him. After a few weeks, he eventually discovered a spell in an old tome that he thought could help him. He couldn't read it fully, but what he could translate looked promising. "Target submits for Caster's desires" was his rough translation. He started to think about how to use the spell, and his dirty mind became sidetracked with sexual thoughts. He imagined using his total control to get his teacher to such him off. While the thought left quickly, his cock remained hard for the idea. The next day, during breakfast, he cast the spell. Before the ferret knew what was happening, his body froze and could only stare at his apprentice. Then, without warning, the lynx watched him walk over, get on his knees, then dive for his feline cock. He tried to give an order to get off, but all he did was moan as the ferret's lips swallowed his dick. The lynx began to thrust, not knowing why this is happening, but deciding to take advantage of the moment. Then his mind did a double-take on the translation. "Target submits for Caster's desires" is how he read it. He thought it was about control and submitting to what he wanted. But now he can guess the real meaning: following the caster's sexual desires, and sexually submitting to them. Hypnovember Day 14 - Power Reversal The walrus was close to orgasm as he fucked his star player after practice, his whistle dangling from the string around his neck. It was his favourite purchase; one blow and everyone within earshot would fall in line for his commands. He threw back his head as his orgasm washed over him, his cock starting to pump cum into the buffalo under him. As pleasure flooded his system, his attention around him falters for a second, and that's all it took for the whistle to be yanked off him. As he turned to see who dared touch his whistle, the walrus could only stare and watch as one of his weaker players, a hamster, put it to his lips and blew. In an instant, the sound pierced through his thoughts, leaving him empty and unthinking. The hamster was shaking from the adrenaline of what he had done. Taking out the industrial strength earplugs he was wearing all practice, he could barely believe his plan worked. His first command was to make his coach unable to acknowledge the whistle. Then, with the safety out of the way, he got to work on revenge. Ever since he started to become more lucid, he had been preparing for exactly what he wanted to do to his coach. And when he was satisfied, he woke up the rest of his team. When the walrus woke up on the locker-room bench surrounded by his players, he didn't think anything was wrong. In fact, it all felt right to him. Being surrounded by his talented players, all of whom worked up a sweat, made his hole start to twitch. Laying on his back, the coach lifted his legs and spread them wide, giving his players a perfect view of his hole. He announced he was so satisfied with today's training, he'd be their post-training fuck toy, a tradition he'll do every training session. Hypnovember Day 15 - One For All The wolf sat, enraptured by the foxes on stage. He had been coming to the strip club more often than he thought he would, but once he was sat down and watching the performers, he couldn't care. Being wealthy, he also enjoyed handing out generous tips. It felt good to him to turn off his brain, enjoy how horny he got for the men in front of him, and flaunt his wealth so they'd pay a little more attention to him. And that night, it paid off when a stripped handed him a small card. It told him to head to the private VIP booth, present it for exclusive entry, then wait. The wolf ran to the room, his cock excited for what was about to come. As he waited, he could watch the show through multiple camera angles. And, somehow, watching it through the TVs made for a better experience. His eyes were glued to the screen, hyper-focused, as his subconscious how good he had it. Time flew by as all he could think about good and horny he felt. And then the door opened. A dozen foxes entered the room, their eyes hungry for what the wolf would provide them. In a coordinated move, they surrounded him and started teasing his body, touching him, groping him. They then asked which one of them the wolf wanted for the night. Having done this many times before, the foxes knew the answer, but it took the wolf a while before groaning and saying he wanted them all. Still teasing him, they confirmed if he was going to pay for all of their private rate for the night. He agreed. They took his credit card and ran the charges before unleashing his cock and giving it the attention he paid for. He was too far gone to realise only a couple were actually touching him while the other sat and watched, talking amongst themselves. Finding the wolf was a good score for them, and they've turned him into one of their fortnightly clients, joining the numbers of a few other wealthy furs. Although the list of them were small, their hypnotic charm will ensure they're return customers. Hypnovember Day 16 - Alter Ego The mayor stood in front of the press and talked about the rise in crime in his city, and how new villains seemed to pop up on a weekly basis. He was promising to work with the police to crack down on the issue, talking of harsher punishments for the villains. After giving his speech, the jackal went about his day as normal. But at night, things were anything but normal for him. Going to bed early, which he started doing more recently, he got under his covers and shut his eyes. A few moments later, he opened them and jumped out of bed. The jackal walked over to the hidden bedroom safe, unlocked it, then took out his burner phone. He unlocked it, then called up his "boss". The calming voice of the ram made him feel good and relaxed. Looking at his empty bed, the jackal reported that the mayor was deep asleep and he was free to move about. The ram asked if the mayor suspected anything. The jackal laughed and said no, mocking how naive the mayor was to not suspect "his closest aide". The man on the phone snickered as he heard the jackal say that about himself. He then asked the jackal if there was any developments he would worry about. Like the good underling he was, the jackal told his boss of all the plans that were drafted that day. As with all of their late-night phone calls, the villain took extensive notes on what his obedient mayor was telling him. He made a note to implant an "aide" inside the police chief. Satisfied, he dismissed the jackal, who went to bed, happy he was useful. Hypnovember Day 17 - Possession With the final swing of his sword, the bull had defeated the demon that had been using his unholy energy to corrupt the land and the people around his tower. The body had turned to ash, leaving on a glowing ring that pulsed with immense power. Wanting to eliminate his presence in his world, the bull smashed the hilt of his sword against the ring, shattering it and sending the power within scattering back where it came from. It was over, and everything became still around him. But as he turned to leave, the dissipated power shot back inside the room and, without the ring to act as a container, entered the bull. As he felt the heat and the energy enter him, he thought it was the power of the demon, but he was wrong. Inside his mind, the demon's voice bellowed out a hearty laugh, thanking the bull for donating his body. At first, he was confused, and then shocked, and then horrified. He could feel the demon's thoughts explode throughout his mind, and he couldn't stop it. His soul had expended with tens of thousands of years of experience, which his own decades pale in comparison. As the demon settled inside of him, he became unable to tell where he ended and the monster began, the lines quickly blurring. And as the last pieces of soul entered him, what remained was the demon with aspects of his host. First thing he did was turn his body back to its previous demonic form. Second thing he did was conjure another ring to guarantee no mortal could kill him. Hypnovember Day 18 - Trigger Sneaking around the sterile white walls of the facility, the rabbit hopes the next corner would be his exit out. He couldn't remember how he got there. His first thoughts was waking up and taking off that visor. He couldn't even remember his name. As he turned the corner, he slammed face first into dragon wearing an obvious security guard uniform. And, more importantly, wearing a gun holster on his hip. Without asking any questions, the rabbit grasped at the gun, pointing it at the man in front of him. He demanded to be escorted out, and the guard refused. He demanded to be told how to get out, and the guard refused. He demanded to know who he was and why this was happening, and the guard refused. Fed up with the lack of response, he pulled the trigger. The click of the empty gun echoed through the hallway. It also echoed through the rabbit's mind. Before he even knew it, the rabbit's body became slack before dropping to the floor, his mind as shut down as the rest of him. The dragon picks up the limp body of the latest subject and carries him back to his holding cell, where a scientist was waiting. He asked the dragon how well the trigger worked. The dragon told him the safety measure worked perfectly to stop him leaving. Hypnovember Day 19 - Clothes/Uniform After finishing with the first round of employee training, the raccoon returned back to his desk to finish up his first day of employment. Upon returning to his desk, he finds a company-branded tie and a note waiting for him. The note told him that he could wear whatever business style outfit he wanted, but the only mandatory uniform was the company tie. He thought about his colleagues he met throughout the day and recalled they all wore the same tie in front of him. He removed the tie around his neck and started placing on the mandatory one, tying it carefully before tightening it around his neck. The moment it was in place, the raccoon heard quick beeping noise, which was followed by some vertigo. He felt the world spinning, so he sat down to steady himself, but it felt like it was getting more intense. He thought about calling for help, but as quickly as the thought came, it spun out of his head. All thoughts were quickly spinning out of him. As all his thoughts were emptied from him, the CEO happened to walk by. The warthog observed the raccoon as his mind was prepared for Company Devotion training. He smiled, loving how R&D managed to fit their hypno-collars into the company ties. Hypnovember Day 20 - Sci-Fi/Machine With everyone he knew getting a cyber-eye enhancement, the otter felt left out; he didn't have the necessary funds for, in his case, an optional cosmetic feature. So, when he saw an ad promising eyes for cheap, he jumped on it instantly. The staff at the facility were friendly, and the procedure was quick, so he was back at home 3 hours later, playing with his new augment. A lot of the features, like zoom or recording, were paywalled off. He was told it was how his was so cheap. He selected a locked option out of curiosity and he was given the option to pay for it, or work it off. Curious, he selected to work it off to see what would happen. Instantly, his vision filled with an all-consuming black and white spiral. The otter had seen the PSA's about hypnosis and metal hacking, and acted by shutting his eyes. But the spiral was being displayed from his eye, so it was useless. Unable to stop it, the spiral ran its programming in full. When it had finished, the otter called back the company and confirmed he wanted unlock all features by working it off. After agreeing to a full 3 year contract, a van came around and he eagerly, and obediently, left his life behind. Hypnovember Day 21 - Long Distance When the bear let out a yawn, he knew it was time to sleep. He sent a goodnight message to his favourite sub, who was just waking up; they lived in different countries with semi-inconvenient timezones. But, before going to bed, the bear had an idea. He scheduled a message to get sent in two hours, then went to bed. "I command you to get hard and horny. Show me you're enjoying the arousal. Show me you're edging. Show me you're begging for orgasm. Cumming is forbidden until I say otherwise." After waking up, he checked his phone to see dozens of messages from the hyena. It started with a single picture and a simple "are you still awake?" Then it was video after video of him jerking off, groaning, and begging for release. The bear watched the videos during breakfast, his cock throbbing happily at how much his sub begged and squirmed. As he finished eating, a new video was sent that showed the yeen's leaky, pulsing cock as it struggled to hold off the hours-long edging. Deciding to reward his sub, he sent a pic of his bear cock while saying he enjoyed waking up to those videos, and then gave permission to cum as long as it was recorded. Five minutes later, he received a video of the yeen painting his chest white. He then gave an order to forget the hours-long edging session, and that he was only jerking off for 30 minutes. Satisfied with how the commands went, he made note to tease the hyena again with more scheduled messages while he slept. Hypnovember Day 22 - Betrayal The lion and the ferret sneaked down the corridor, the heroic duo acting off a tip. Diamonds had been stolen and they should be in this abandoned building. They heard some guards brag about the exact location of them, so they carefully made their way to them. As they found their prized item, the ferret was about to comment at how easy everything was, when the door behind them slammed shut. He rushed to the door, only to find it sealed shut tight. And as he went to break it down, the lion stopped him. With a crazed smile, the lion tells his partner he can't leave before his Master has a chat with him. Using the confusion, the lion overpowers the ferret, wrapping himself around him, ensuring his partner cannot move. He tried to put up a fight, but, as he started off with a disadvantage, the ferret was locked down tight, begging for his partner -- his friend -- to snap out and release him. The lion only giggled as mind-numbing gas filled the room. He was such a good boy. Hypnovember Day 23 - Corruption Walking into the bar, the dragon could instantly see he was out of place. Firstly, every fur in the bar was a lynx, secondly, they were all in leather, and thirdly, they were all smoking. Too prideful to leave right away, he walked up sat on a bar-stool. He could tell everyone was focused on him, but he didn't pay them attention. Wanting to get drunk, he ordered a drink and, as he took a sip, the bartender exhaled a lungful of smoke at him. He cough and instantly spilled his beer all over his shirt. Before he could yell at the bartender, the two felines next to him exhaled their smoke at him, their smog filling the dragon's mind. The bartender apologised for spilling his drink and offered him a free shirt, as the two men beside him start stripping him. Unable to decline, his wet shirt was removed and was replaced with a leather jacket. It exposed his torso, but it felt nice on his body. Another exhale of smoke from the bartender, and the dragon's own mouth started to feel empty. Acting on muscle memory, he reached into his jacket pocket and found a cigar and matchbook. As he smoked, his body tingled. He thought it was from the cigar, but if he paid attention, he'd notice new lynx hair growing around his scales. Another beer was ordered, and the bartender, moving too quickly, spilled it on his pants. This time the man wasn't angry. Exhaling smoke, he asked to borrow some leather pants too. Without waiting for an answer, he got up and started to strip. The bar erupted in applause as his shook his increasingly furry butt at the patrons. He wasn't shy around them; his lynx brothers have seen him nude dozens of times before. This was his favourite bar in the world, and he's glad a lynx like him can let loose. Hypnovember Day 24 - Slime/Goo Work was over for the day and the leopard was excited for what waited him. His Sir had told him he ordered a rubber pup hood, and the tracking said it was delivered. The package was at his front door and he took it inside. When he opened the package, he was hit with the scent of rubber, which increased his desire to see it. A few moments later, he was holding the shiny hood. Eager to wear it, he video calls his Sir and asks for permission, and the panda provides it. After lining up his head, the leopard put on the hood and instantly knew something was wrong. The hood, previously solid, had become a liquid that began dripping down his body. He tried to take it off, but all he did was spread it to his hands. While the leopard struggled with the liquid rubber coating him, his Sir watched with a grin. The panda wanted to take his sub to the next level, and everything was proceeding as planned as the rubber started entering through any open hole. He talked to his sub the whole time, saying how proud he was, he happy he was, and how obedient the leopard looked. As the leopard's mind was converted, he latched onto his Sir's words, beginning to think of them as gospel. Now, fully coated inside and out, the drone returns to his phone and waits for his Sir's orders. What was once a leopard is now a rubbery pup drone, obedient to his owner, and eager to follow any order provided. Hypnovember Day 25 - Unaware The deer look at his boyfriend spread out on the bed, naked, his hole looking as fuckable as ever. However, for the sixth time that month, he apologised for not being able to get hard. He was horny and wanted to fuck, but he couldn't. The lizard looked up at his boyfriend while fingering his hole, teasing the poor deer. He asked if he wasn't horny and wanted to skip sex for the night. The deer shook his head, saying he wanted to cum, but his dick was totally flaccid. As the deer said that, he groped his cock for emphasis. What he grabbed was an aching, twitching member, locked tight inside a chastity cage. His mind blocked out the cool metal as he tried shaking his "flaccid" cock into an erection. After watching for a few moments, the lizard sat up and grasped his boyfriend's caged dick, saying his recently implanted trigger. He told his partner it was okay for his dick to be soft and useless, as long as his ass was willing to be a backup. With a sigh, the deer repeated the statement, confirming his cock should be soft and useless. He then turned around and asked to be fucked again. The lizard, not wanting to disappoint, said he'd gladly fuck enough for the both of them. Hypnovember Day 26 - Resistance The seal tried to stop his sidekick from nuzzling his nulge, but his arms were getting weak. As the bull's face rubbed at the hero's crotch, pleasure flooded his system while his visor turned on again. He tried to block it out, but his eyes wouldn't shut. The message told him to give in and to nulge-rut with his sidekick. It said the city could go on without them for a bit, and they deserved a break. It reiterated that his partner's nulge looked lonely, and only his attention could fix it. The bull had given in first, forcing them to be in a sixty-nine position to ensure they both had equal nulge-loving opportunity. As the seal stared at the nulge in front of him, he couldn't help but feel it looked lonely, but he stopped himself going further. That was until his sidekick grabbed his hand and forced it onto his nulge. His hand instinctively grasped it, pleasure shooting through him as he touched the restricted member. He couldn't help but squeeze it again, enjoying the feeling of it. As he touched his partner, the visors commands started up again, telling him to go further, to kiss it, to indulge. With his eyes locked on the nulge in front of him, the seal wondered how much better it would feel if he used his face instead of his hand. Catching himself, he withdrew his hand and began to try calming himself, hoping to escape. But then the bull started to kill the seal's nulge, sending unimaginable pleasure, and the visor's suggestions suddenly felt harder to ignore. Hypnovember Day 27 - All For One The heavyset bear walks to the front of his diner and looks outside, loving the view of all the fat men desperate to get in. He unlocks the door and flips the sign to 'open,' jumping back as the chubbiest tidal wave flooded his diner. Each man had a glazed look in their face as they came in and took their seats, unknowingly sitting in their assigned seating plan. The chief let them stew for a bit more before deciding to go around and take orders. Each order went more or less the same. The men would order a day's worth of food right there for breakfast, groaning and moaning as they listed each item. When they finished, their cocks were rock hard just from thinking about all the food they'll eat. When the chief gives them their food, they thank him for showing them what truly good food tastes like before chowing down, alternating between eating and groping themselves. And only when they've finished eating, they'll cum right in their pants. Each man leaves with a tip on the table, their belly packed full, and their crotch sticky and wet. The bear then thanks them for stuffing their faces like the good piggies they are, and says he'll see them, and their wallets, back for lunch. He mainly caters for his regular, daily, customers, but the bear's diner is opened for anyone who comes on by. And if they even hint at being a local, he'll slip them something that'll open their mind, and guts, to gain a returning customer. Hypnovember Day 28 - Matter Over Mind A moan exits the rhino's mouth as his boyfriend plays with his pecs, the lion's fingers massaging the flesh and pinching the nipples. Each sensation was like a lightning-bolt of pleasure to his cock and, more importantly, his mind. As the fingers continued their assault, the rhino's mind found it harder to think, harder to pay attention to the world, harder to focus on anything but his nipples and the man in front of him. Then the lion removed his hands. The first order the lion gave was for his partner to keep up the nipple play. After a moment to process, the rhino brought his hands up to his chest, playing with them, keeping his own mind nice and compliant for things to come. Then the lion starts his usual induction, telling the rhino how good his nipples feel, how they're hard-wired to his mind, and how it feels good to listen and obey when they're being touched. The rhino couldn't help but groan with agreement. Hypnovember Day 29 - Parasite/Virus "Will take your load to the last drop!" the condoms advertised. The wolf was curious as he usually saw condom brands talk about pleasure and lasting longer, rarely seeing one advertise you can fill one up completely. He decided to purchase a packet. Returning home, he decides he's bored enough to try one out, stripping naked and settling in front of his computer. He ripped open the package and noted that it felt slimy than a usual one, but placed it on his cock anyway. With the condom wrapped down to his knot, the wolf started jerking off, his hand gliding up and down his shaft. All was good until he felt something prick the base of his shaft. Trying to investigate, he found the condom was clamped down tight. He tried to remove it, but the opening had closed around his cock, keeping it trapped. And then a surge of pure lust hit him. His cock throbbed harder, filling the material more, when the condom started moving by itself. It felt like a tight hole. As the lust raged on within him, the wolf felt light-headed, and his desire to free himself was drowned out by the desire to relax and cum. He stared at his cock, the porn forgotten, watching the condom pulsed and moved, coaxing him to orgasm. Shot after shot of cum filled the condom and the wolf collapsed in his chair from the experience. But, before he could even recover, he felt the prick around his shaft again. A minute later, the lust from earlier returned, and it happened all again. The cycle repeated for a few more orgasms until his cock was completely spent, the "condom" falling off his cock, stuffed with cum. Despite finally being freed, the wolf wanted to shove his cock back in and continue filling it, but he needed to recover. Tomorrow morning, he'd absolutely put the same condom back on, wanting to make sure it took every drop he could give it. In the meantime, he called up a fuck-buddy as he held the unopened condoms, inviting them over to put one on themselves. Hypnovember Day 30 - (Free Space) Sitting in front of the computer and writing, Michael was eagerly jerking off his bear cock. For the whole month, he had been working on hypnovember stories, creating short tales of brainwashing and mind control. He was horny and ready to finally cum. For thirty days, he spent his time jerking off while writing. And for thirty days, he was participating in No Nut November, not granting himself release until the final story was posted. After sending it live, he excitedly messaged a close friend. Michael had been sharing his draft idea with this friend, appreciating the feedback when given. He had also been venting how horny NNN was making him, and how he couldn't wait to finally cum. And now he was finished, the bear was shocked at what he read. Instead of seeing a congratulations, his friend had said he should get next year's posts out of the way too while using the same motivation. While his urge to cum still raged within him, the desire began to slowly evaporate as he processed the message. Michael thanked his friend for the idea and agreed to go ahead with it. Being aroused made him write better, so he wouldn't want to cum and lose that writing edge. Closing the chat, the bear returned to jerking off and writing prompts for next year.