#entranced

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Lights
Flash Fic by Bice

“Lights are on, mind is off…
Lights are on, mind is off…”

At first, it was simply a focal point. A simple glowstick, available at any dollar store. Every time that she was teased and tranced, there was always a glowstick cracked and nearby. She didn’t notice it at first, until finally she was told that she should look at it while she drifted. It would be given a little push so it swayed in the air, but it felt like such a cliche.

Then, she recognized that the color of the glowstick changed. When she was brought down and brought back up in a short session, it was green. When she was taught new things, it was yellow. When she was dumb, it was pink. The inductions would all mention color, and soon she found that even seeing a neon sign would make her head swim in soft and subtle ways. 

Session after session, light and color became more prominent, until she was quite certain that even the cracking sound of the glowstick coming to life was enough to make her descend just enough to have her thoughts easily pushed away.  

Now, with the neon cuffs encasing her arms, her rainbow tits feeling so charged and hot, the light around her neck pulling away her thoughts, she is in ecstasy as the light controls her.  

She watches her fingers strobe inside of her as she repeats the one thing she knows now

Lights are on, mind is off…
Lights are on, mind is off…
Lights are on….

bimbofinishingschool:

At first, you were appalled that any woman would want to do that to themselves.

Then you became fascinated that a woman would do that to themselves.

You quickly became interested in how a woman would do that to herself.

Now you are obsessed with doing that to yourself.

Candy Charms

“Fljuga bound by a blob of ‘Entrapment Gel’!”

A drawing for @mandercloud​,  featuring an idea involving a particular object from Sonic Adventure 2.

Fljuga the Shaymin has found herself in a bit of bind, as she’s shot-down and snared by a big blob of Entrapment gel. To which has slopped and stretched around her slender body, squeezing it lightly as it slowly soothes her into a blank minded state, stopping her from putting up anymore of fight.

How will she ever escape this mesmerising mess!?
And whom else might fall prey to this sickly side of sloppy Sundae’s?
Enjoy!~

Pokemon © The Pokemon Company    
Drawing & Fljuga belong to me.

She’s entranced.