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Hypnovember 2023 Day 29: Alter Ego

Written by: TiranMaster

Commissioned by: legotron123

Sighing as he climbed out of his car, Kolt stretched, popping the aches of the day away as he rubbed the arch of his back. "Long day..." he sighed, some people thought running a bookstore was an easy job, but they'd clearly not had to lug large boxes of books around a building all day. Kolt grabbed his bag from the other side of the car before walking towards his house, locking the car after himself, the fox smiling peacefully as his tail wagged slowly from side to side.

After a long day of stocking books, Kolt was hungry, tired, and in need of some entertainment himself. Though admittedly the fox had found his nights to be... strangely muddled in his memory. Whenever he put too much thought towards it though, he found himself thinking about other things, like the book store. The moon was starting to slide up into the sky, the stars twinkling overhead, Kolt considered camping out for the night... and then he remembered his back hurt way too much to do that.

Walking inside, Kolt hung his bag up, put his keys down, locked the front door, and strolled into the kitchen to get himself a bite to eat. As he made himself a small sandwich for the night, he felt a strange tickling feeling... He needed to get onto the computer as soon as possible. This thought was distant, it wasn't the fox's own thoughts, but he hardly seemed to notice that as his eyes grew a bit vacant. He chowed down on his sandwich, barely tasting it as he walked out of the kitchen slowly.

Blinking a few times, the fox growled at himself as he realized he hadn't put the sandwich meat away. Going back to put it back in the fridge, Kolt walked back towards the computer, he didn't exactly remember what was so important there, but he needed to get on. So he went into the computer office, closed the door, and noticed a few packages laying on the floor near his computer. "Did I put those there?" he asked, feeling a little confused as he stared at them. Something was tickling at the back of his mind again, it was more demanding than before. He needed to turn his computer on right now. Once more his eyes went a bit vacant as he walked over to the computer, flicking a button on and starting it up with the hum of a fan.

Though the fox didn't remember it, he'd done this walk several times already, his mind was growing increasingly foggy as something was crawling up in his mind. Kolt shook his head, trying to figure out what was wrong... why he felt so strange. The monitor finally turned on, and when he looked at it he found himself staring into a spiraling background on his computer. Kolt's mouth slowly drifted open as he stared at it, that itching in the back of his head growing stronger as the fox let out a slow moan before closing his eyes. "Oh... yessss..." he groaned.

When the fox's eyes opened they were filled with spirals, his body language changed, and his smile curled into a more seductive smile. "There we go, so slow today, Kolt, you almost made me late," he giggled. With an easy and well-practiced movement, he stripped off his shirt and threw it across the room to land in a hamper. Lock was out, and he was ready to have some fun. He kicked his pants off next, leaving himself in a pair of plain boring boxers. "This won't do," he said with a shake of his head, and he opened the closet in the room.

Kolt didn't go near this closet anymore, though he didn't even notice this fact, he'd been programmed not to after all. Within was a variety of clothing, all of it risqué fair that the clean fox wouldn't dream of touching. Slipping his underwear off, Lock picked up a speedo that emphasized his manhood as he pulled it up. He turned around to admire his ass in a mirror, winking at himself before sauntering over to the computer and clicking on the browser.

When the browser came up, it flicked to the fox's master's website, the screen filled with thumbnails of a variety of other men, all of their eyes filled with spirals. Each of them had been chosen by their master, just the thought alone made Lock shiver with arousal. Immediately he received messages from his master.

Master : You're almost late.

Lock : I'm sorry Master, Kolt was running behind. I tried to hurry him as much as possible.

Master : It doesn't matter now, your web feed is due to start any moment now. Did you receive the packages?

Lock : Yes, Master! They're unopened, as requested.

Master : Good, now turn your feed on, your crowd is waiting.

Pulling up the streaming program, Lock made sure his camera was properly aimed, and he started the feed. "Hello, my lovely followers, Lock is here, and you all have my key. Please, command me to do whatever your filthy hearts command, and I will obey." He grinned as the first request came in, a simple request, to jerk off. "Not just yet, sweetheart, it's a little early for that," the red fox chuckled, and then he saw the next one.

"Put on your new collar!" Lock grinned before bending down, he picked up a box marked collar, and slid it open with a claw. Pulling it out, he slipped it around his neck, pulling it tight before straightening up again. Several donations rolled in as they saw him with his new collar, all of it sent to his master. That sent shivers up his spine as he moaned, his cock twitching as he knew his master would be delighted.

Another request rolled in moments later. "Suck yourself off!" Lock grinned wide, he'd been practicing for this one, under command from his master. He reoriented the camera before getting on the floor, slipping his thong down before bending over and starting to deep throat his own cock. Of course, he wouldn't cum yet, people had to donate big bucks for that, but the comments were ecstatic.

Lock grinned wide as they told him to do degrading things, horny things, spanking himself with a paddle, filling himself with a large dildo, presenting his ass to the camera. He loved it all, he wanted to fulfill all of their filthy wishes, and they would continue to ask him to do so. Kolt was always sore in the morning, but he never knew why, and Lock would make sure the other fox never did. His master had been so good to send Kolt that invite, the one that started his hypnosis journey into becoming the horny deviant Lock was.

It had been a couple of months now since he'd been brought forth, Lock had started off being unable to do anything truly impressive. His numbers had been low, but his master had promised that soon enough he would be making big bucks just like the others. Sometimes Kolt had tried to break through at first, mostly whenever they were playing with sex toys. Of course, the master had been careful to keep most of his training off camera, so that it didn't ruin the illusion for the customers. Lock was reinforced night after night, doing increasingly suggestive things, fingering himself, masturbating on camera, slipping down onto increasingly large dildos and vibrators. The fox wasn't number one, there were others who were ahead of him, but someday he would be making plenty of money for master.

The fox grinned wide as he saw a two hundred dollar donation come in, it simply requested him to jerk off and cum on the camera. With permission from his master, he did exactly that, groaning as he jerked off, his spiral eyes rolling back as he splattered all over the camera. Panting hard, Lock sighed as he sat down for the moment, he wouldn't be given a long break. His body had been trained to cum again, and he would, especially with the special pills his master had given him to make sure his balls produced enough cum. For now though, he relaxed, indulging in the brief afterglow as his mind turned towards the future. In a few nights, Kolt would have a "work trip", but in actuality Lock would be taking over for a few days. Master had organized for him and some of his other pets to put on a big stream where they would do all kinds of nasty things for the audience, and Lock couldn't wait.

Moments later he stood up again, pill swallowed, cock hardening up again as he wiped the lens off and smiled at the screen with swirling eyes. "What may I do next?"