The Mind Controlled Couple

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Note 1: This is a reupload, removing a few typos and compiling the original first two parts.

Note 2: This story includes mind control, dubious consent, threesomes, crossdressing, domination/submission, and cuckolding. It is not supposed to be taken seriously or viewed as a morality tale. Think of it as just some hot roleplay. If that's your cup of tea, please read on!

Ever since Psych 104 their first semester, the friend group always had five people in it.

Shawn, Dana, Ryan, Indira, and Lacie.

Odd numbered groups are so awkward, aren't they?

The group, who Indira dubbed the 'Psychonauts,' met every Thursday presumably to study but more often just to play games, laugh, and drink.

Their second semester together, Lacie came out as bi and started dating Indira -- who met the group already out as a lesbian. The semester after that, Dana and Ryan followed months of insufferable flirting by finally kissing.

That left only Shawn single.

Some in the group were encouraging.

"Ah, you'll find someone," said Lacie.

"Yeah man, you're a catch," Indira added.

Others got a few laughs out of his misfortune.

"Get with the program, man," Ryan said, "You're telling me we're sophomores and you still haven't kissed a girl?"

"I dated in high school!" Shawn argued.

"Totally different ball game," Dana said.

Ryan gave a wide smile. "If I was a girl, I'd kiss you."

"Ryan, shut up!" said Dana, slapping his arm playfully.

"Too bad I'm not though!"

Dana grabbed Ryan. Both of them fell to the floor laughing. Meanwhile, Indira put an arm around Lacie and kissed her cheek.

Mortified, Shawn pretended to reply to a text message on his phone. I need to get a girlfriend fast.

The problem was, he found it near-impossible to ask a girl out. He always approached women as a nervous, mumbling wreck. Whoever he asked out either didn't understand him or pretended not to. Either way, he ended up with flush cheeks and no date.

There were likely girls who would want to date him. Shawn was just too afraid of getting rejected or asking the wrong one out.

If only there was a way to have absolute certainty...

Shawn was the only one of the 'Psychonauts' who continued with a Psychology major. The rest just took Psych 104 for the Social Sciences requirement. Ryan, Dana, Indira, and Lacie were no longer much help while studying. Sometimes, he worried about losing contact. Then he'd have no girlfriend and no friends.

A fate worse than death!

It wasn't like he needed much help studying though. Psych 210 was kind of a bullshit class. He usually just listened to the lectures at 1.5x speed while his roommate Jacob scrolled on TikTok. Shawn retained enough of the information to get As on the biweekly assignments.

The teacher for Psych 204, Professor Cline, was on a month-long vacation and that meant prerecorded nonsense like this -- Lecture 07: A History of Hypnosis.

Shawn stared slackjawed into the blue light of his laptop screen, watching the middle-aged Professor Cline scribble on a whiteboard. Jacob sat on his bed, looking at TikTok dances. Shawn put on noise canceling headphones to ignore him.

Shawn was about to fall asleep from boredom. Then, something caught his attention.

Professor Cline had a slide about mass hypnosis. Shawn turned the video back to one times speed and listened intently.

Professor Cline said, "... unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on your outlook, these attempts proved unsuccessful. There is no way to compel a group of people through hypnosis."

Shawn rewinded the video to find what she was talking about.

"... as we can see here, the so-called 'hypnotist' is utilizing a combination of a swinging pocketwatch, spiral patterns, and synchronized sounds in an attempt to hypnotize his audience. Notice how the watch is swinging exactly on the beat?"

Shawn rubbed his chin in thought. As far as he could tell though, the watch wasn't swinging on the beat.

"This technique was found to be highly successful in early trials but failed when used on a larger audience. Hypnotists scrapped future plans for its use, meaning it could not be used to treat PTSD, BPD, and other disorders."

Shawn opened a new tab and started firing off searches. He wanted to know more about this technique. Shawn ended up falling down a long rabbit hole of threads, articles, essays, and YouTube tutorials. Before he knew it, it was 2am and he had a specially designed Belgian pocketwatch in his online shopping cart.

"Dude, at least point the screen away from me. I'm trying to sleep," Jacob said.

"Sorry," Shawn mumbled and turned his brightness all the way down.

The pocketwatch tantalized him from beyond his laptop screen. Maybe it was just fatigue but the watch seemed to be swinging already.

What am I doing? he thought. Surely, a second-year psych student would not succeed where years of clinical research had failed. But what if he was right? What if you just needed to time the swings better in order to hypnotize people?

Shawn figured there was about a 99% chance that it wouldn't work. Yet, his bleary eyes remained fixed on his screen. Worst case scenario, he'd only be out fifty euros and the price of expedited international shipping. Best case scenario, he could change the world.

With a single click, Shawn ordered the watch. He then downloaded the spiral patterns and synchronized sounds to his computer.

Maybe, just maybe, he thought.

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"Woah, what parties are you going to?" Ryan chided.

"What?"

The study room door shut behind Shawn. He rubbed his face.

"Ryan..." Indira said.

"No, I'm just asking," Ryan said, "Shawn's missed the last couple of meetups and now he walks in looking like a zombie. Or, like Choso from JJK but less hot."

Dana stifled a laugh.

"Seriously bro, your eyebags look like black eyes."

"They do not!" Lacie said, "Shawn, don't listen to him."

"It's all right, I just haven't been getting good sleep."

Shawn collapsed into a plush chair at the edge of the room. The pocketwatch had arrived from Europe last week and he'd been working night and day synchronizing it with the sounds and patterns he downloaded to go with it. Unfortunately, this had come at the expense of his classwork, his friends, and his sleep. Shawn was now behind in three of his six classes.

"Fine, don't tell us. All I'm saying if you look like that and haven't been partying your ass off, then you're absolutely wasting your college experience," Ryan said.

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After a few hours of catching up on homework and taking insults from Ryan, Shawn slinked back to his dorm. Jacob was there as always.

Jacob was a bit of a neckbeard and never left the room. When he wasn't watching TikToks, he was chatting on discord and playing video games.

He had taken it too far this time though. Jacob had his Xbox plugged into Shawn's projector and was playing CoD projected onto the wall.

Shawn could hear gunshots and exaggerated video game death sounds before he even opened the door.

"Goddamnit!" Jacob exclaimed as a sniper killed his character.

"Dude, what the hell?" Shawn asked, "You already have a TV, why do you need my projector?"

Jacob anxiously tapped his controller while he respawned. "Yeah, but your projector makes the screen bigger."

"Whatever," Shawn grumbled.

After a few more obnoxious (and losing) matches of CoD, the resident advisor for the floor came by and told Jacob to shut up. He unplugged his Xbox from the projector with a huff.

As Jacob was about to turn off the projector, Shawn said, "Hey wait a moment. I want to show you something."

Shawn took over and plugged his laptop in. He clicked through several subfolders and opened up the MP4s he needed.

The projector turned from 'no input detected' to a series of white and black spirals.

"What is this?" Jacob asked.

"Don't worry about it," said Shawn. His heart was beating quickly. He hadn't intended to test the hypnosis technique this early.

He grabbed the Belgian pocketwatch from his bag and held it out. Jacob raised one eyebrow. Then, as soon as a chime played from his projector, Shawn let the watch swing.

Jacob's eyes dilated.

Cautiously, Shawn commanded, "Put a hand on your head."

Immediately, Jacob placed a palm over his already balding head.

Shawn gasped. Is he just humoring me? he thought.

"Tell me you're gay."

"I'm gay," Jacob answered immediately.

Ok, now this is getting weird.

Shawn needed to make sure he wasn't affected too. He turned slightly toward the projection, opened one eye, and then two.

Nothing.

Good. It was just Jacob.

Shawn's hand shook. His entire body vibrated with worry and excitement.

"Don't touch my things," he commanded.

Uncharacteristically politely, Jacob said, "Of course. I won't do it again."

Shawn remembered to breathe. Slowly, his open mouth turned into a grin. He kept the watch swinging in perfect time to the chiming coming from his projector.

I wonder how far I can take this, he thought.

By the next day, Jacob was completely silent whenever Shawn was present. No more TikTok or yelling over Xbox.

The day after that, Jacob was doing all the vacuuming, wiping down, and taking out the trash for both of them.

Two days later, he was actually going outside and meeting others. Shawn even made him shave off his neckbeard.

By the next week, Jacob had moved out.

Shawn now had the place to himself.

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"You guys get Shawn's message?" Dana asked, holding up her phone.

Lacie quickly checked the groupchat. "Ohhhhh sorry, Indira and I have a date tonight. We can't make it."

"Where is Indira by the way?" Ryan asked from his reclined position on the couch.

"She's in class! You know, some of us have real majors," Lacie said.

"Geography isn't a real major, Lacie."

"It's better than Communications!"

"You know, at least I'm honest that my major isn't real," Ryan said.

"All right, all right," Dana said loudly, cutting the tension, "Ryan, you want to go?"

"What is it?"

"Shawn wants to host a movie night."

Lacie said, "You guys should go! Shawn's been keeping to himself a lot lately. It's nice that he's reaching out."

Both Dana and Lacie looked expectantly at Ryan.

"Sure," he said, "But it better be a good movie!"

That night, Dana and Ryan walked across campus to Shawn's. Ryan was wearing a graphic tee, loose-fitting jeans, and sneakers. Dana had on a flannel over a crop top, form-fitting jeans, and converse on.

Something was off about Shawn when he answered the door.

"Thanks for coming, guys!"

"Of course!" Dana said.

"No Indira or Lacie?" Shawn asked.

"No, they have a date!" Dana responded.

"Unlike you," Ryan said with a sadistic grin.

The room had two beds, but one had been converted into a makeshift couch. A projector was set up to play videos on the wall in front of it.

Ryan looked around the unusually spare room. "Dude, where's your roommate?"

Shawn shrugged. "He decided to switch dorms, I don't know why."

"So, you have all this space to yourself and still aren't bringing any chicks by? I knew you were a virgin but this is a new low."

Dana elbowed Ryan.

"Oof, sorry."

"So, what movie are we watching?" Dana asked cheerily.

"You'll see! First, I want to show you something. Look what I ordered online."

Shawn produced a brass pocketwatch. It swung from his hand like a metronome.

Ryan rubbed behind his head. "Cool, I guess."

"Why not just tell time with your phone?" Dana asked, her arms crossed.

"Ah well, I think it's neat," Shawn said. He then started up the projector.

Shawn looked happier than usual. Maybe that's what seemed different about him, Ryan thought.

Ryan and Dana sat down on the bed-turned-couch. Dana fluffed the throw pillow behind her while Ryan checked his phone. Suddenly, the projector turned on and a series of spirals flashed onto the wall in front of them. A faint chime began playing at even intervals.

"Is this the movie?" Ryan asked, putting away his phone.

"Not yet!" Shawn lied, "This is just the loading screen!"

Shawn's voice sounded weird, like it was coming from all directions at once. Ryan looked to his side. Dana was staring at the spiral pattern, barely blinking.

Shawn stepped in front of the two of them. His brow was creased in intense concentration. He held his pocketwatch carefully in both hands. Then, right as the next chime sounded, he let the pocketwatch swing. It swayed, moving in perfect time with the sounds coming from the projector.

Ryan blinked rapidly. His lips pursed. He felt vaguely like closing his eyes or looking away but some impulse in his body wouldn't allow him to. Next, a powerful fatigue overcame him. His thoughts began to slow and warp. It was like falling asleep with your eyes still open.

Shawn said something.

Without thinking, Ryan answered.

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It worked, Shawn thought, I can't believe it actually worked!

Ryan and Dana were both transfixed by the spiraling pattern before them.

Shawn cleared his throat and attempted to sound commanding.

"What are your names?"

"Ryan." "Dana."

They spoke almost in unison. Their eyes remained on the spirals.

Shawn was giddy. This could change the entire face of psychiatric treatment. He would be rich! And famous, but mostly rich!

Riches aside, he had more pressing interests at the moment. How far can I take this? How hypnotized are they? Getting Jacob to move out had been child's play. Dana and Ryan would be tougher, not only because they were both smarter than Jacob but because Shawn would be asking them to do more.

Dana had always been the prettiest in the friend group, no offense to Indira or Lacie. And Shawn wasn't gay or anything, but Ryan didn't look half-bad himself. He had slightly feminine features and didn't really grow facial hair. Dana had done his makeup once and Shawn had nearly mistaken him for a girl.

Shawn flipped through his notes. The phrasing was very important.

"While you are in this trance, you will obey any command I give you," he said, stumbling over his words a little.

Both Ryan and Dana nodded.

"These command's effects will last even when you are not in this trance."

Ryan and Dana nodded again.

"Whenever you see these spirals again, whether it is projected on a wall, on a TV, or on your phone, you will become susceptible to receive new commands by me and only me. These commands can be spoken in person, over the phone, or can be sent through text, but only from my number. These commands will seem perfectly normal to you and you will have no reason to tell anyone else about them.

Ryan and Dana nodded after every full sentence.

"You are no longer allowed to make fun of me," Shawn said, feeling only slightly foolish for having to make this a rule, "And you cannot call me just 'Shawn' anymore. Whenever you speak to me, you must call me 'Master,' 'Sir,' or 'Master Shawn.' Say 'Yes, Master,' if you understand."

"Yes, Master," both Dana and Ryan said in unison.

Now, Shawn needed to test the basics of hypnosis.

"Stand up."

Both Ryan and Dana did so.

"Sit down."

Again, they obeyed.

Holy hell! This was going far better than Shawn had imagined. He had control of their motor functions as well. Shawn looked at Dana and Ryan's mindless expressions. He now had a girlfriend who would do whatever he wanted. Scratch that, he now had two girlfriends.

"You are not allowed to lie to me. Whenever I ask you a direct question, you must respond with the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth."

"Yes, Master," they both responded.

"Dana, what is the most you two have done while dating? Have you had sex?"

"We haven't," Dana said flatly, "We've only kissed so far."

"Ryan, is this true?"

"Yes, it is true."

Shawn smiled. Neither of them would have admitted that so quickly if not under hypnosis. Ryan didn't even look bashful in the slightest. This was going perfectly.

"Stand up again, both of you."

They did as ordered.

Shawn rubbed his chin in thought. There was a lot he could do now but he had to make sure the conditioning stuck first.

"You both need a change in wardrobe. What you have on now just won't do. I will text you both tomorrow. Be ready to comply with whatever I ask."

"Yes, Master," they said in unison, still staring at the projected spirals.

"Oh, and no having sex. You are no longer allowed to see each other naked without my permission."

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"How was the movie last night?" Indira asked.

"What?"

"The movie, you know, the one at Shawn's?"

"Oh right," Ryan said, "To be honest, I don't remember much of it."

"That bad?"

"Not even," Dana added, "It was good, I think."

Dana and Ryan then shared a confused look. Weird, Ryan thought, I don't remember a single scene from it. I wonder if Dana does.

"Shawn seemed happy," Ryan said.

"Is this a lead-up to you calling him gay?" Lacie asked, rolling her eyes.

Ryan opened his mouth but didn't say a word. The three girls in the study room looked at him, their heads cocked. He closed his mouth again. It wasn't like he was refraining from calling Shawn names, it was like he couldn't. Why can't I call Shawn 'gay?' I've certainly called him worse.

"Well, I'm proud of you," Lacie said with a huff, "You're too mean to him."

At that moment, a loud ding came from Dana and Ryan's phones. A GIF of rotating spirals appeared in a groupchat with them and Shawn.

Dana and Ryan looked unblinkingly into their phones. Lacie and Indira eyed them quizzically.

Come to my place tonight, a text from Shawn read, Before that, I want you to gather all of Dana's clothes in bags and bring them with you. I'll say more later.

"You guys both get a text?" Indira asked.

Dana and Ryan mumbled in response.

"Weird," Indira muttered, turning back to her girlfriend.

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Dana didn't really know why they were doing it, but she and Ryan were emptying out her closet and dresser.

It was nice of Ryan to help her. He hadn't even asked her any questions why. That was a little out of character for him, but maybe he was just beginning to give her the girlfriend treatment. Girlfriend. She liked the sound of it. Things were finally becoming more serious between them.

Together, they filled duffels, suitcases, plastic bags, and even her hamper with all of Dana's clothes. They were thrown haphazardly together with no care for whether the clothes were dirty or clean, tops or bottoms, or outerwear or underwear.

As they placed the last cami and pairs of jeans in a suitcase, Dana and Ryan's hands touched.

They looked at each other.

"You know," Ryan said, smiling, "There are a few pieces of clothes we forgot."

Dana pressed her face into Ryan's. They began furiously making out, discarding their clothes as they worked their way onto the bed.

Alternating between kisses, Ryan took off his shirt and slid down his pants. Dana did the same. He reached for her bra to undo it.

Is he really doing this? she thought.

His hand stopped before he could undo her bra. He looked puzzled as his hand wavered behind her back.

Maybe he needs help, Dana thought. She reached her hand back but her fingers froze before she reached it. They were motionless together. Dana was straddling Ryan but neither were able to undress her.

Weird, she thought. Dana moved her hands to pull down Ryan's boxers. The outline of his hard cock was visible underneath. Again, she froze. They went back and forth like this -- Ryan attempting to pull her panties down, Dana trying to take off her bra, Ryan beginning to slide his boxers off but stopping before he could reveal his dick, on and on to no avail.

Eventually, they gave up and went back to making out and touching each other over their clothes. There would be ample opportunities for sex later.

Maybe we're just nervous, Dana thought.

Dana kissed Ryan and left to use her attached bathroom. She stared into the mirror and moved her hand up her back. She then easily undid the clasp and her bra fell away, revealing her breasts.

Weird, she thought, Why wasn't I able to do that earlier?

Later, they walked to Shawn's place together. Ryan knocked on the door. They had a suitcase, two duffels, one plastic bag, and one hamper full of Dana's clothes with them. They received more than their fair share of concerned looks on the way over.

Why are we back at Shawn's? Dana pondered before brushing the thought off. It was perfectly natural to be visiting their friend again.

Shawn opened the door and motioned for them to enter. He closed the door after them and locked it.

"Leave those bags in the entryway," he commanded.

Ryan and Dana dropped their bags and took their position at the center of the dorm room, facing the wall. Shawn fiddled with the projector behind them. Again, spirals flashed onto the wall and a chiming noise played. Shawn stood in front of them and swung his pocketwatch.

Dana blinked and began to sway along with the pocketwatch. Her thoughts slowed. For some reason, she wanted nothing more than to obey...

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Ryan and Dana stared forward mindlessly. Shawn still couldn't believe this was happening.

"Let's check on your previous commands. How should you address me?"

Ryan opened his mouth, presumably to say something rude, but was silent.

Dana said simply, "Master."

"Good. And smile more when you address me."

"Yes, Master," Dana said, smiling cheerfully. Weirdly, her smile didn't seem unnatural. She looked sincerely happy to be calling him 'Master.'

"I have decided to go forward with it," Shawn said, speaking more to himself than his hypnotized friends, "You two are now my possessions. As my possessions, you will always do your best to please me. Do you understand?"

They both said, "Yes, Master."

"And that means doing your best to remain visually appealing to me at all times."

Shawn looked over his friends. Dana was wearing boot cut jeans and beat-up sneakers. Ryan was wearing shorts and a logo tee. This would not do. Changes would have to be made.

"Dana, your favorite color is now baby blue. All of your outfits must include baby blue, unless specifically instructed by me."

"Yes, Master."

"And Ryan, your favorite color is now soft pink. All your outfits must now include some soft pink, unless allowed by me."

"Yes, Master," Ryan spoked uneasily, like the words had to fight their way out of him.

"Now, undress."

Ryan and Dana began wordlessly taking off their clothes. Shirts, shorts, socks, and pants all fell to the floor. They stopped, however, at their underwear. Ryan and Dana looked at each other uneasily, unable to undress further. Ryan was wearing plaid boxers and Dana was wearing matching white panties and a wireframe bra.

"It's OK. You have my permission to undress fully."

Like a dam had burst, the two moved to strip their underwear off. Ryan slid his boxers down his legs and kicked them off. Dana unclasped her bra and dropped her panties.

My god, Shawn thought. Surely, he would get over the novelty of this power someday, but that day was not today.

Ryan's dick was soft, only about two inches. He was slim, pale, and mostly hairless, with only small bushes over his groin and under his arms. Shawn grinned maliciously. I even have a bigger dick than you! Today could not be better.

Dana was who he was most interested in. She had an olive complexion, with perky B-cup breasts. She was mostly hairless too and from the looks of it, must regularly shave her legs and pits. Shawn could not believe he was actually seeing her naked. Her body was even more beautiful than he imagined.

Behave yourself, he thought, as if he had not already committed major ethical violations by going this far. As far as he knew though, no laws existed yet to regulate hypnosis. It wasn't illegal, just highly immoral.

Shawn stood fully clothed before his nude friends. This must be the first time they had seen each other naked too. He hoped they were enjoying it.

"Now, start going through all of Dana's clothes, including the ones she just took off. I want them sorted into piles: put all the jeans and pants here, put all shirts here, put all skirts and dresses here, put all bras and panties here," Shawn said as he pointed to various spots on the hardwood floor, "And if anything is baby blue or soft pink, put it aside for later."

Immediately, Dana and Ryan moved to complete his orders. They worked quicker than Shawn expected. There was no modesty or hesitancy in their actions. It was funny to watch them move, fully nude, sorting Dana's panties and tube tops.

Piles of distinct clothes coalesced quickly. Shawn watched the collection of baby blue and soft pink clothes grow. Dana had more soft pink but he was happy with her selection of baby blue too. It pleased him that his new servants would be color-coordinated. And it was that much more humiliating that Ryan's color would be pink.

Ryan carried a dainty, lace-fringed pink thong to the pile.

"Stop."

"Sorry, Master?" Again, there was a pause before Ryan said Master. Shawn considered programming this out of him, but he actually liked the little bit of resistance Ryan was giving.

"Put those on," Shawn commanded.

With only a bit of hesitancy, Ryan slid the thong up his legs and over his soft cock. Slowly, Shawn could see Ryan's dick stiffen underneath the pink fabric. I didn't order that... he thought.

"Tell me, have you ever crossdressed before?" he asked.

"Yes, Master," Ryan said.

"And did you enjoy it?"

"Yes, Master," he said again.

Ryan's cheeks were becoming flush now. So, they do retain a little awareness, Shawn thought, Good. I wouldn't like it if they were completely divorced from who they were before.

"I'm going to do you a favor. Say 'Thank you, Master.'"

"Thank you, Master." Ryan's voice was now soft and feminine; absent of any fake bravado he might have in his normal life.

"I'm going to help you crossdress more," Shawn said, "We'll start small and work our way up, OK?"

Ryan nodded.

"Starting now, you may not wear boy's underwear, even outside of this trance. Your only options are your girlfriend's pink panties plus any others I select for you."

"Yes, Master." Ryan's cheeks were bright red now. He held his hands nervously over his hard cock.

Shawn looked to Dana, who was still busy sorting clothes, "You. Put on that light-blue lingerie."

Dana stopped what she was doing and put on a push-up bra and boyshorts, both lacy and light blue with white bows on the front.

"Have you ever seen this lingerie before, Ryan?" Shawn asked.

"No I haven't, sir."

She must have been saving it then, Shawn thought. He admired the two of them together, both wearing skimpy lingerie and helplessly under his control. They returned to sorting clothes and were done fairly soon.

Dana already owned five pairs of pink panties, more than enough to get Ryan started. Besides that, there were pink shirts, miniskirts, camisoles, two pairs of tights, a teddy, and even a small, collared dress. Shawn would enjoy having Ryan dress up in those. Meanwhile, Dana only owned two light blue pairs of panties, plus a few light blue shirts and skirts, so Shawn would have to get her more. For now, she could wear other colors.

Shawn pointed to the pile of pants and jeans. "Those are staying with me. I'll donate them tomorrow. I don't want my women to wear pants. From now on, Dana, you will either be undressed or you will be wearing skirts and dresses."

Dana nodded.

Shawn then sifted quickly through the pile of shirts. He tossed a few less feminine ones into the jeans pile. Once the remaining clothes were only those he found appealing, he said, "Pack these up again and put on the outer clothes you had on when you arrived. But keep your current underwear on."

"Yes, Master," they said in unison.

Shawn could not help but smile as he saw Ryan, the jerk who always made virgin jokes at his expense, be ordered around in pink panties.

Ryan. Such a boyish name hardly fits his current position, Shawn thought. He would have to change that.

"Rose," he said, "Your name is now Rose. You may still answer to Ryan when in public or when speaking to people outside the friend group. But to Dana, Lacie, Indira, and I, you must go by Rose and correct anyone who calls you otherwise."

Rose nodded her head. Dana and she finished packing up her clothes.

Shawn had a lot planned for both of them.

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It was funny, Ryan didn't remember drinking last night. But since he couldn't remember anything and had a splitting headache, he must have drunk a lot.

Ryan stumbled nude from his bed and pulled open his dresser. He went to grab a pair of boxers but his hand froze in place.

Huh, he thought, still half-asleep.

He could not move his hand any closer to his boxers. Then, he noticed another stack of underwear in his top drawer. There were several pairs of small pink panties next to the boxers. For some reason, his hand moved instinctively to grab them.

Without thinking, Ryan slid a pair of panties up his legs. They were pink and white-striped with lace fringe. They felt good. His dick hardened a little underneath them.

Weird, I definitely don't remember buying these.

They were at least his favorite color. Though for soft pink being his favorite, it's not like he owned much in the color. Ryan shrugged off the thought and finished dressing.

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It had been a couple of days since Shawn first hypnotized his friends and the results were already stunning. Never in a million years did he think his tactics would work, never mind work this completely. While in a trance, Ryan and Dana obeyed his every order. Even outside of a trance, they followed the rules he gave them.

They had some awareness that they were being compelled but they still acted like everything was their idea.

It was a Thursday afternoon and the friend group was hanging out in their usual study room. It wasn't a huge room but was spacious enough for five people.

Dana arrived, wearing a light blue tube top and a frilly skirt. She practically skipped in through the door and said, "Sorry I'm late!"

"Woah, nice outfit!" Lacie said.

"You never wear skirts," said Indira with an eyebrow raised.

"I just decided to switch it up," Dana said, smiling.

Shawn's heart pounded in his ears. He pretended not to pay attention to them and typed on his laptop. This is all really working! he thought. Yesterday, Shawn had commanded Dana to only wear skirts and dresses from then on. Now, she was acting like it was all her idea.

Ryan arrived a short time after her.

This will be interesting, Shawn thought.

"Oh, hey Ryan," Lacie said.

He rubbed awkwardly behind his head. "Actually, I'm thinking of going as Rose now."

"Very funny," Indira said.

"I mean, probably just around you guys to start but I think it could be a cool nickname."

"Wait, really?"

Indira blinked in disbelief. Lacie placed a hand on her girlfriend's wrist.

"I think it's cool!" Lacie said, shrugging, "Dana, what do you think?"

Dana wrapped her arms around her boyfriend and planted a kiss on his cheek. "I love it!"

Finally, Indira spun in her chair toward Shawn.

"Did I wake up in a parallel dimension or something?" she asked him.

Shawn just shrugged. He tried to mask his excitement.

Ryan was actually going as Rose -- the girl name Shawn had given him!

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Shawn stopped attending his Psych classes. As far as he was concerned, there was nothing more important than what he was doing now.

He spent his time researching the miraculous hypnosis technique that he had stumbled upon.

Unfortunately, there was scant documentation for it. Even the few clinical trials that were initially run had been buried. All he found were vague posts on remote corners of the Internet and threads with an unpromising number of replies.

Using an alias and a VPN, he posted a few questions in the threads. He was still new to this hypnosis thing and wondered if anyone had found the same success before.

Though if they had found success, they wouldn't exactly go and publicize it. As soon as the public found out, it would certainly be made illegal. Hell, world governments and corporations might even take the technology and use it on everyday people.

That is, if the technique actually worked long-term. Shawn needed to know how much he could push it before the effect broke. If it only lasted a couple of days or became weaker as he issued more commands, then he would be straight out of luck.

Two days after his initial posts, he got a ping. A user named 'K-Zee' replied.

Shawn had tried to be as vague as possible, just listing the style of watch and asking about any 'side effects.'

K-Zee seemed to know exactly what he was talking about.

His reply read, 'You did well if it had any effect at all. There are very few who are able to get the timing right... but know that commands corrode over time. Subjects will start to gain awareness. They may not be able to disobey you at first but they can avoid getting programmed further. You will need regular sessions with the watch or all commands will eventually disappear. And then it will be much, much harder to ever subjugate them again.'

Damn, Shawn thought, Of course it wouldn't be so easy.

He sent a private message with K-Zee.

S: I take it you've done this before. I wanna ask, were all commands equal? like, did they all 'corrode' at the same speed?

K-Zee replied about an hour later.

K-Zee: no. the subject has to want to do the action at some level. you can't tell them to jump off a bridge or hurt others if they don't want to. even if it's not as bad as that, the command will corrode the less they want to do it

S: you really tried all that?

K-Zee: not me, but the guy I got my watch from. tbf, he only tried that stuff on really bad people...

S: where's the line then? what makes a command unfollowable?

K-Zee: depends on the subjects. if yours have been following orders so far, it must mean they want to do it on some level. be careful tho and make sure to do regular sessions w the watch. it may seem like they're obeying but actually they're working to break free. as your past orders wear off, they can begin to avoid you and skip sessions. Once that starts, it is very very hard to turn it around..

S: thx so much. you have any recommendations?

K-Zee: you got to incentivize them coming back to sessions. that's the heart of it. if something inside of them isn't yearning to get back to you, you will fail in the end

S: is that what happened to you?

K-Zee ended the chat.

Well, Shawn thought, I need some way to keep them coming back to me.

For now, just ordering Dana and Ryan to come to his dorm was working. But if what K-Zee said was correct, the more extreme his commands got the less likely they would come to him. Shawn needed them to come of their own free will, at least partially, if his hypnosis were to work long-term.

Dana and Ryan must desire his sessions. The only question left was whether Shawn could implant that desire through his commands.

He would have to work on them separately to start.

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Dana was still wearing her light blue tube top and ruffly white skirt. With no Ryan accompanying her, she knelt and stared mindlessly at the spirals projected onto the wall.

Shawn had seen both of them naked a few days ago. He planned to make full use of what he had seen and learned.

"I want you to answer truthfully," Shawn said.

"Of course, master," she replied, still staring at the spirals.

"Do you prefer small cocks or big cocks?"

Her lips pursed in thought as if she had never considered such a question.

"... bigger I guess," she said, "But not too big."

"How about circumcised or uncircumcised?"

Dana paused again before answering. "I don't care either way."

"Starting now, you prefer uncircumcised cocks."

"Yes, master."

Shawn smiled. Dana looked so submissive kneeling in her white skirt. He wanted to enjoy her right then, but he restrained himself. Push too hard and you risk breaking the hypnosis. Shawn would have to train her so that she wanted it.

His cock was bigger than Ryan's. His cock was uncircumcised while Ryan's was circumcised. Bit by bit, Shawn would teach Dana to prefer him over Ryan.

However, he didn't want to turn Dana off Ryan completely. After all, they would be serving him together and it would do for them to have some attraction.

"Dana, you are allowed to find cocks under six inches cute but you definitely don't want them in your mouth or in your pussy."

"Of course," Dana said, like it was obvious.

Shawn proceeded with more questions.

"Have you ever been fucked, Dana?"

"Yes."

"By who?"

"My high school ex. Though we only had full-on sex a few times."

Shawn was amazed by how freely she answered his questions while under hypnosis.

"How about with Ryan?"

"Never. Or, I mean, not yet. We've only kissed."

It was the same answer she had given a few nights ago. Shawn's dick grew hard in his jeans. It felt so incredibly cruel and hot to steal Dana away from Ryan before they had even done anything together.

"Would you fuck him?" he asked.

Dana's forehead creased. She blinked in confusion.

"... it depends," she said at last.

"What does it depend on?"

"His dick couldn't be too small. Or circumcised."

Shawn smiled. "Perfect."

That was enough conditioning for now. Shawn opened up his dresser and handed Dana a stack of baby blue lingerie. These included panties, bras, stockings, garters, a bodysuit, and a teddy.

"Add these to your clothes rotation. You will learn to like wearing lingerie with your skirts and dresses."

"Thank you, Master," she said with a smile.

With that, Shawn dismissed her. And summoned her boyfriend.

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"Rose, how does it feel to be naked in front of another man?" Shawn asked.

Ryan, Rose behind closed doors, knelt before Shawn, naked as the day he was born. He looked concerned, then confused, then placid.

"Weird," he finally said.

"Why is it weird?"

"I haven't really done it before."

"And why are you doing it now?"

Again, concern and confusion rushed over Rose's face.

"Because you told me to."

"Do you normally do whatever other men tell you to, Rose?" Shawn asked.

"No."

"Then what makes me different?"

Rose opened his mouth, then closed it. He said nothing.

"Rose, I'm going to ask you some questions. Answer me truthfully," Shawn said.

"Yes, master," said Rose, still kneeling and looking at the spirals.

"Have you ever thought sex with men before?"

Rose gritted his teeth, like he was trying to hold back the words. "... yes," he finally said.

"Have you ever had sex with a man?"

"No," Rose said, "Just thoughts."

Shawn smiled. "Would you call yourself bi?"

"Maybe. I haven't explored it."

"What are your other kinks?"

Again, Rose tried to stop himself from speaking. Some part of him was able to resist Shawn, if even for a moment. Inevitably, the words came.

"I like to crossdress," he said.

Shawn nodded. That was something he was already helping Rose with.

Rose went on to rattle off a list of standard kinks like bondage, spanking, oral, facials, that kind of thing. He finished by saying, "And I like to eat my own cum."

Shawn grinned. Now this is good to know. Even though it was compelled, he loved hearing his friend's dark secrets.

"From now on, Rose, you must eat your cum every time you orgasm. No exceptions."

"Of course, master."

How humiliating. Shawn already had his friend/sometimes bully naked and telling him his most depraved kinks. And this was just the start of the humiliation he had planned.

Shawn looked over to his bed, where he had a pink t-shirt dress and matching panties laid out. He had planned to make Rose dress up in them but held off for now. I can wait til I have them both here, he thought.

Shawn said, "Come back tomorrow night with Dana."

"Yes, master," Rose said.

Shawn had him put back on his boy clothes before leaving.

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Ryan and Dana had only hung out with Indira and Lacie for an hour when they received a gif of rotating spirals in their groupchat.

"Gotta go, sorry!" Dana blurted and moved for the door.

Ryan rushed after her without saying goodbye.

Indira shot Lacie a concerned look.

"Relax," Lacie said, "They're in the honeymoon phase. They're probably just running off to have sex."

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A brass pocketwatch swung from Shawn's hand, perfectly timed to the chiming coming from his projector. Spirals spun on the wall behind him. Dana and Ryan kneeled before him.

Perfect, Shawn thought. He only hoped the past day's conditioning had stuck well enough.

Dana was dressed in a form-fitting white shirt and a pleated blue skirt. Ryan -- or rather Rose -- had changed into a pink t-shirt dress with a white collar.

"Dana, do Rose's makeup," Shawn commanded.

"Yes, Master," she said.

Dana took a makeup set from her purse and turned Rose to face her. She started with some foundation before moving to blush, eyeliner, mascara, brow pencil, and lip gloss. Before long, Rose was suitably dolled up.

At first, Shawn only meant to humiliate Ryan by having him dress up in girl clothes. Now, he was starting to like the look. Rose's slender, pale body fit perfectly in her new dress and her demure, almost shameful expression only added to Shawn's enjoyment. Rose was still noticeably a boy, but a cute and androgynous one.

Shawn smiled. It felt great to have complete control over two girlfriends. Beyond that, it fed his ego that one of the 'girlfriends' had previously been the male partner of the other.

"In your spare time, I want you to teach Rose how to do makeup, in case she has to do it herself."

"Of course, Master," Dana said.

"Now, stand up."

Shawn's possessions stood quickly.

"And hold up your skirts."

Rose lifted up the skirt of her t-shirt dress, revealing pink and white-striped cotton panties. Her dick was clearly outlined underneath them. Dana lifted up her pleated blue skirt to show a lacy blue thong.

Maybe I'm a little bi too, thought Shawn. His own dick became hard at the sight of Dana and Rose showing off their panties.

His heart beat quickly. Shawn was excited and turned on. Yet, he was also anxious about running up against the hypnosis' limits. He needed a way for Dana and Rose to get release from these sessions, so that they actually looked forward to being conditioned by him.

In for a penny, in for a pound, he thought.

"New order: neither of you are allowed to masturbate on your own. You may only pleasure yourself under my supervision."

Still holding up their skirts, Dana and Rose both said, "Yes, Master."

Now, they'll become hornier the longer they go without seeing me, Shawn thought, Even if their minds push back, their lust will drive them back to me.

Overall, Shawn was proud of the idea. He would reward his servants with their own self-pleasure. Not only that, he would withhold sexual contact from the couple and give it back to them piecemeal. With a bit of luck, they would end up thanking him for the scraps of freedom he allowed them.

He just hoped the order not to masturbate would last for a long enough time.

"You both deserve a reward for obeying me so well. You are allowed to make out now."

Rose and Dana dropped their skirts. They turned to each other, held hands, and began kissing. They looked hot together, with their bodies lit up in the light of the projector, wearing cute outfits along with elegant lip gloss and mascara.

Shawn figured it would be too far to force Ryan to present femme publicly all the time. Some of their normal lives would have to remain intact for the hypnosis to work. But 'Rose' could certainly still come out during nights and on the weekends.

Ryan could stay as a boy the rest of the time. For now.

"Rose, I will text you on any day that I want you to wear makeup."

"Yes, Master," Rose said in a fem voice.

Funny, I hadn't actually ordered her to speak like that. The clothes and the makeup must make it seem natural.

Shawn dismissed his servants. He took a slight risk and didn't have Rose change back into boy clothes before leaving. Sure enough, Rose did as ordered and walked home in fem-mode.

Shawn got a kick knowing his former friend would be going back in a t-shirt dress and a full face of makeup. It wasn't quite so bad though. It was currently night out and there wouldn't be many people on campus. Plus, from a distance, Rose looked like a normal girl.

Once they were gone, Shawn turned off his projector and hopped onto his bed. He pulled out his phone and opened an incognito tab.

He was in uncharted territory when it came to hypnosis. Aside from K-Zee, he had found no reliable info on how it worked. Still, there was more to control than just knowing how to swing a watch. Shawn turned to kink spaces for inspiration on how best to dominate his friends. He looked into submission, bondage, humiliation rituals, slave contracts, and feminization.

His dick grew harder as he read. Shawn unzipped his pants and pulled down the waistband of his boxers. He began to masturbate -- something his servants were no longer allowed to do.

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Ryan's morning wood was clearly defined in his pink and white panties.

He had certainly crossdressed before, even a few times with Dana, but he noticed that he had been wearing panties a lot more recently. Maybe having an accepting girlfriend emboldened him.

Waking up at 9 and not having class til 11 allowed him to do what he usually did in the mornings. Ryan slid his thumbs into the lace waistband of his panties and pulled them down to his thighs. He wrapped a hand around his shaft -- four and a half inches when fully hard -- and started to jerk off.

Except his hand would not move. It remained stationary, able to touch his cock but unable to move up and down.

He blinked a few times in disbelief. Sure, masturbating everyday was a bit of a bad habit and he should probably do it less... but that fact should result in a bit of shame or reluctance, not an inability to do it at all!

For some reason, Ryan could hold his penis and balls but could not move his hands around while doing so. The pleasure he received from this stationary holding was close to nonexistent, the same as when he took a leak.

After a frustrating few minutes in bed, he finally got up and went to his dresser. This time, Ryan didn't even attempt boxers and selected a pair of mauve boyshorts with a bow at the front. It was funny, he remembered Dana wearing these in the past. She must have given them to him for some reason.

On top of his dresser, there was a basket of skin care products and makeup that he didn't recognize. A note read 'From Master.' Normally, Ryan would have found this incredibly weird but instead he shrugged it off.

Inside the basket, a pack of makeup wipes were already opened. He must have used those to remove his makeup from last night.

Why had he been wearing makeup last night? Ryan vaguely remembered Dana doing his makeup. Shawn had been there too. It all seemed like a weird dream now though.

Ryan's erection went away but he still spent most of the day horny. After his first class, he texted Dana, 'I need to see you.'

'I'm out of class at 3. Come over,' she texted back quickly, sending a heart emoji.

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As soon as she opened the door, Ryan came in and they started kissing. He kicked the door closed behind him, grabbed Dana's ass, and spun her around. She clutched the back of his shirt and held him tight.

Suddenly, they began shedding clothes.

God I need this, thought Dana. She hadn't masturbated in the past couple of days.

Ryan took off his shirt and tossed it to the side. Dana put her hands behind her back and started to unzip her blue skater dress. She'd been wearing dresses a lot more recently. This one was sleeveless with a racer neck and layered skirt. Dana had bought it for a friend's wedding last year and hadn't worn it since.

She struggled out of the skater dress and pulled it over her head. Dana dropped her dress to the floor and stood in front of Ryan in a pair of dark blue panties and a bralette. Ryan meanwhile was midway through undoing his belt and pulling his jeans down.

Dana pushed him back onto her bed. He fell back smiling. She then helped him pull his jeans and socks off and discard them to the floor.

She paused for a moment. Ryan was wearing pink panties. Her pink panties.

Dana was pretty sure she hadn't given them to him but then again, maybe she had.

"Are those mine?" she asked.

Ryan's cheeks flushed. "Um, yes I think so."

I mean, he does look pretty hot in them, she thought. It was still incredibly odd. So many things recently were incredibly odd.

Dana smiled. "Either way, let's get them off of you."

She went to pull his underwear down but couldn't. Her hands stopped as soon as she gripped the waistband.

OK, maybe me first? Dana took her hands from her boyfriend and tried to remove her bralette. Again, her hands froze once she touched the fabric.

"One second," she said, embarrassed, and ran to her attached bathroom.

She closed the door behind her. Dana quickly pulled her bralette over her head and dropped her panties to the ground. She stared at herself fully naked in the mirror.

Why can't I undress out there?

Dana attempted to open the bathroom door. Even though she hadn't locked it, she couldn't pull it open.

It's because he's out there, she suddenly realized. For some reason, she could not be naked in front of her boyfriend.

Dana's mind raced with possibilities as she put her panties and bralette back on. Once she was wearing underwear, the door opened with no issue.

She left the bathroom but immediately averted her eyes. Ryan had the panties at his ankles and was otherwise completely nude. Dana's heart sank. She had caught only a glimpse of her boyfriend's dick but she still felt she had done something immensely wrong.

Ryan must have felt the same as he immediately pulled the mauve boyshorts up and covered himself.

Dana and Ryan shared an uneasy look. They were both incredibly horny, they both wanted each other desperately, yet they couldn't have sex.

"We aren't allowed to," Ryan said eventually.

A moment of lucidity came over Dana.

"Right, because of Master's orders."

It was the first time either of them had admitted to themselves, or each other, what was really happening.

They redressed and went to hang out with Indira and Lacie in the study room.

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"Woah, you're dressed up!" Lacie said as they entered.

"Uh huh," Dana replied.

She could barely even focus on her class work, she was so horny. Dana bounced her knee and stared at her computer screen. She desperately needed to rub one out but doing so just felt wrong to her. For now, Dana refrained.

It wasn't long into their study session when another spiral GIF arrived in her and Ryan's groupchat.

'Come to my dorm now,' the accompanying message read.

Ryan and Dana promptly stood up and went to the door.

"Where are you going?" Indira asked.

Neither replied. Powerless to resist, they walked to Shawn's.

Ryan arrived in his standard outerclothes. Dana was still wearing her blue skater dress, definitely overdressed for a day of school. She got a few catcalls when they walked over.

Shawn smiled as he opened the door.

What does this jerk have to be smiling about? she thought. Dana's pent-up horniness and frustration were affecting her thoughts.

She didn't really want to hang out with Shawn tonight but something propelled her into his room anyway. Her skater dress swished as she moved. Regardless of anything else, Dana was starting to like the freedom and sensation of wearing skirts and dresses.

Dana stood beside Ryan and stared at the wall. The projector turned on behind them.

Her pupils dilated. She stared at the beautiful, spiraling pattern.

One by one, her protests disappeared.

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Shawn's possessions seemed frustrated. Good, he thought, The more desperate they are the better. He had an important night of programming.

"Strip naked," he commanded.

Dana and Ryan worked quickly. Ryan took off his shirt, dropped his pants and socks, and slid off his mauve boyshorts. Dana unzipped her skater dress, shuffled out of it, and then delicately removed her panties and bralette.

"Fold your clothes."

Completely naked, the couple gathered their discarded clothing and folded it into stacks in front of them.

"Now, kneel."

Ryan and Dana got down on their knees and looked up at their Master.

God, Dana's body is perfect, Shawn thought, looking over her perky tits, tanned body, and beautiful face. He still couldn't believe he had subjugated her and stolen her away from Ryan.

Meanwhile, Ryan's small cock stuck out from between his knees. It looked cute. Though more importantly to Shawn, it looked pathetic.

"From now on, both of you are to be shaved and smooth whenever I see you," Shawn said, "You will carefully shave and moisturize anywhere that has hair except for the hair on your head and your eyebrows. I expect you to keep up with this regularly."

Dana and Ryan nodded.

"Start now. You are allowed to shower and shave together, but no touching."

"Yes, Master," they said in near unison.

Shawn's possessions stood up and shuffled to his attached bathroom. Before long, he heard the shower start. Meanwhile, he turned off the projector.

While Dana and Ryan weren't looking at the spirals, their awareness would return. Shawn just hoped his commands would stick.

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Hot water rushed over Ryan and Dana.

I cannot believe I'm seeing her naked.

Dana's body was gorgeous. She had a perfect bubble butt, toned legs, and round breasts. Ryan felt his cock grow in the shower. He wanted to bring her in, hold her, and fuck her, but couldn't.

Two near-identical razors, one soft pink and the other baby blue, were waiting on the shelf near them. Ryan naturally chose his favorite color and Dana chose hers.

They both lathered up in bodywash and shaving cream. Carefully, Dana began to shave her pussy. She already kept her legs and underarms shaved. Ryan thought she looked incredibly sensual there under the water, with her pussy on full display.

Dana gave him an awkward smile.

She finished shaving her pussy and stepped out of the shower to dry off. A light blue towel was waiting for her on the rack. She left Ryan behind with much more work to do.

He didn't have much hair for a boy but definitely more than Dana. Carefully and using a lot of cream, he shaved his face, legs, chest, underarms, and groin.

Then, Ryan stepped out to see Dana waiting for him in a baby blue towel that barely covered both her tits and pussy. She handed him a pink towel. It felt incredible over his smooth skin as he dried off.

Dana glanced down at his cock.

"Cute," she said with a smirk.

Ryan wrapped himself up in his towel and the two left the bathroom together. Shawn was waiting for them.

"Drop the towels," he commanded.

Soft pink and baby blue fell to the floor. The couple stood naked and hairless before their master.

"Good work," Shawn said, smiling.

Suddenly aware of their situation, Ryan covered his half-hard cock while Dana put her arms over her breasts and pussy.

What the hell, dude? This is my girlfriend! Stop looking! he thought but did not say.

"Don't cover yourselves," Shawn said. His voice was calm.

Ryan and Dana immediately moved their hands to their sides.

There were no spirals on the wall. Ryan was fully cognizant. Still, he felt an overwhelming urge to obey Shawn.

"I decided not to use the pattern for this," Shawn said, his eyes flicking back and forth between the couple's naked bodies, "I wanted to see if my commands would stick. It seems they have for now."

Ryan looked at Dana out of the corner of his eye. Her hands were fixed at her sides. She stood with perfect posture, tits thrust forward and pussy bared toward Shawn. Shawn himself was fully clothed, but Ryan could see the outline of his hard cock underneath his jeans.

Ryan opened his mouth. He intended to yell at Shawn, call him awful names, and storm out of there with his girlfriend in tow. Instead, none of that happened. His mouth stayed open but no words followed.

"Yes, Rose?" Shawn asked.

Ryan even tried to say Shawn's name but couldn't. Finally, he mustered, "Master." He paused for a moment, scarcely able to believe that he had just called Shawn master but forded ahead anyway. "What's happening? Why are we naked?"

"You tell me."

Neither Ryan nor Dana said a word.

"You're welcome to leave right now if you want." Shawn motioned toward the door. To Ryan, the twenty feet to the exit seemed like an eternity. He wished to move but could not bring himself to. "But if you left," Shawn said, "Then you wouldn't be able to cum."

Ryan could feel himself blushing. He still could not believe he was seeing Dana naked, but now they were both nude before Shawn for some reason. His thoughts were scattered. He could not make sense of it. Ryan looked over to see Dana biting her lip. Her hands trembled.

"You both must be horny at this point," said Shawn, "Do you want to cum?"

"Yes," Dana said breathily.

Despite himself, Ryan said "Yes" too.

"Then kneel."

Dana and Ryan excitedly got onto their knees.

"Dana, do you want Rose's dick inside of you?" Shawn asked.

Dana looked over at Ryan's hard -- but small -- cock. Flatly, she said, "No. It is cute but I don't want it inside of me."

Shawn smiled at both of them. Ryan's cheeks burned bright red.

"Dana, start rubbing your clit," Shawn commanded. "Rose, you may stroke your tiny dick."

Shawn's permission was the only thing holding them back. Dana spread her legs and moved a hand over her hairless pussy. She placed one arm back to stabilize her and began rubbing her clit. Instantly, her face lit up with shock and pleasure. Dana gasped. Her tits gently bounced as she rocked forward and back on her hand.

Ryan's cock wasn't that small, about four and a half inches. But kneeling there naked, humiliated by both Dana and Shawn, he began to feel like it was. This only caused him to blush further. Still, he could not resist stroking his 'tiny' cock.

Ryan cupped his balls and rubbed up and down his shaft. It had been so long since he had orgasmed. The pleasure and sensitivity were stunning. In the moment, he almost didn't care that he was masturbating in front of his friend, Shawn.

Dana and Ryan gasped and moaned in pleasure while Shawn watched.

"Tell me when you're close," he ordered.

Dana's breathing quickened. She varied her speed while masturbating. Ryan held his balls while he swiftly stroked his dick.

"I-I'm close," he gasped.

"Me too," Dana said in between gasps.

"Cum onto Dana's stomach," Shawn commanded.

Ryan pivoted his knees toward Dana. She looked so damn hot there, stroking her pussy, her mouth open in pleasure. His whole body spasmed. Ryan gripped the base of his cock. Hot cum shot across her stomach and thigh.

Ryan gasped and continued stroking. A final few splashes of cum landed on her side and the floor.

Right after, Dana moans reached a climax. Orgasm shook her body and she collapsed.

"Fuuuck," she moaned. She stayed in that position and played with her hair, Ryan's cum running down her abs.

Ryan sat back against Shawn's bed. A wave of shame overtook him. What am I doing? he thought. This wasn't how his first time with Dana was supposed to go.

Shawn was still watching them. "Clean up your mess," he said, meeting Ryan's eyes.

He couldn't even protest. The fact was, Ryan wanted to.

Dana leaned back on her elbows. She breathed heavily and tracked Ryan with her eyes as he kissed her side. Ryan ran his tongue along her, feeling Dana shiver in post-orgasmic bliss. Then, he kissed across her stomach and thigh. Droplet by droplet, he licked up his own cum.

Dana smiled as he pulled his head back and wiped his mouth. The couple eventually stood back up, completely nude before Shawn.

"Did you enjoy that?" he asked.

Both Dana and Ryan nodded.

"Good. Now, I'm going to change a few things. I'm no longer going to order you to come here. Whenever you both decide you need to cum, text me in the groupchat and ask permission to come over. The only catch is that you must do whatever I say before I allow you to orgasm."

"Yes, master," they both said, Ryan slightly after Dana.

"Go ahead and get dressed. You can leave afterward."

The couple nodded, changed back into their clothes, and departed Shawn's dorm.

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Dana and Rose had been gone for an hour. Shawn lay in bed, rubbing his large cock.

Today had been a gamble, but a necessary one. Based on what K-Zee said, hypnotized subjects needed some internal motivation in order for the commands to stick.

Shawn tried to give them just that -- an internal desire to obey him.

As long as the command not to masturbate stayed in effect, he could count on them coming back. They would get horny and soon they would be begging to be programmed again.

Shawn hoped that in a few weeks' time, he would no longer need the spirals, the chiming, or the pocketwatch. He wanted the couple to reach a point where they willingly obeyed his every command. Then, Shawn would only break out the projector in dire circumstances.

He navigated to an online store for lingerie and sextoys on his phone, still stroking his cock. He picked a few nice ones in baby blue and soft pink.

Shawn had stolen Dana and Rose's entire relationship. He could afford a few sexy items as repayment.