Training your body without your mind only means one thing; that newfound strength is not yours, it belongs to whoever breaks into your head first.
That’s what Andrei discovered the hard way. He had accumulated a strong, attractive body. He was simply leaving the gym one day when a hypnotist snapped his fingers in front of his eyes on the street.
Just like that, Andrei was now owned, and the hypnotist took him home to wear his collar, so that everyone else knew that the strong body finally had a strong mind to command it.
Once Matt was under, it was very easy to make him into a good boy. Before, he would never have worn a collar, but deep into this trance, there’s nothing he can do.
I wanted to see just how obedient he was like this, so first I got him onto his knees, and then I even got him onto all fours and had him bark like a dog. Turned him into a drone temporarily as well.
For my first ever real hypnosis session, I was very happy. I definitely want to have more fun with Matt. If you want to see more of him, let me know.
Hello, and welcome to Mind&Matter Gym! Yes, the rumours you’ve heard are true! There is no cost to use our facilities. Indeed, we only ask for one thing; you wear our provided collars while you work out.
Oh, don’t give me that look! Which would you rather do, set aside an overly large chunk of cash each month or face brief and minor embarassment from wearing a collar? And you’ll only be wearing it around other people who also have to wear one. You see? Look around, everyone else is fine with it. And I’m sure you’ll come around too.
So you’ll sign up? Great! I look forward to seeing you around, boy…
Yes, sure enough, as you work out with that collar on, you’ll start to get used to it. Oh yes, and your brain will start to associate the good feeling from the endorphins you release with wearing it. You’ll forget you were ever opposed to wearing it in the first place. It’ll just become normal. And eventually, you’ll come and ask…
You want to wear it outside of the gym too? Well that’s fine! Whatever helps you work out at home. Of course, you understand, we at Mind&Matter can’t risk property loss or damage, so to ensure you don’t lose it by accident, we’ll have to lock it around your neck and keep the key. Is that ok with you?
Oh, don’t give me that look! I wasn’t implying you’d ever want to remove it. We can just make sure that it’s a part of you forever. Sound good? Great! We’re so happy that you’re joining our personal Mind&Matter family.
Over the years, the country’s hypnotists have created an underground community of sorts. A group of powerful, dominant men, coming together to show off their newest catches.
One game they like to play is pitting their strongest against each other in the boxing ring. Prizes go from simple cash to the ultimate prize; the losing boy himself. That was until, one day, a bold, bearded hypnotist increased the stakes; if his boy won, then he would make the losing boy’s master into a slave of his own.
Suddenly the room of doms became a lot meeker. No one wanted to accept. Until a brave, young man came forward. And their little pets boxed. It was a nail biting match, until suddenly, the bearded man’s boy suddenly sweeped the legs of the other, taking him out.
The young man’s face dropped. He knew he had made a mistake. He tried to run, but two of the bearded man’s other slaves robotically jumped to action and grabbed him by the arms.
They pulled him over to the victor’s master, and the entire room watched as bearded man turned the young hypnotist into nothing but another one of his mindless slaves. His shirt was removed and a steel collar locked around his neck, before the bearded man laughed and asked who wanted to box his new pet.
My roommate and I had recently fallen out after I brought a dog home. Me and him had never really gotten along, and I just felt a bit lonely. But when he saw the dog, he went ballistic. Started yelling about how loud and messy it was going to be, how it was going to pee on the floor and everything. I assured him I would housetrain it but he wouldn’t listen.
So later that day I looked up online how to quickly train a dog. I found a website that had hypnosis files for getting your dog to behave fast, go outside to pee, be fine wearing a collar, all that. I decided to give it a try. I put on my noise cancelling headphones and played the files through my speakers while my dog lay on the floor.
After the hours had passed, I took off my headphones and went over to my dog. I asked it to sit, and it did! But that was when I heard another thump outside my room. I slowly walked over and opened my door to see my roommate sat, cross legged outside of my door, staring dumbly up at me.
Oh no. He must have heard all of it. I told him to roll over, and just like that, my roommate lay on his back, and rolled over to the side. Then he sat back up and looked at me, tongue hanging out of his mouth.
I’ve turned my roommate into a dog. I tried getting the training out of him, but nothing worked. He was acting just like a trained dog. He only spoke when I told him too, and it was always how much he loved his master, me. When I got the collar that I bought for my dog out, he excitedly ran over and presented his neck.
At some point, I’ll have to fix this, but I must admit… for now, it’s nice having two dogs.
Mark was walking home through the industrial part of town when suddenly he was tackled by a big, shirtless man. Once the dust cleared from the impact, he looked up to see his old friend and coworker Brandon pinning him down, wearing no shirt and an odd device around his neck.
“Brandon!? What the hell?”
Mark pushes him off and steps back, watching him robotically stand up and glare at him, expressionless. His eyes are glowing green, just like the light on his collar. And in his left hand, another collar, hanging open.
“Brandon? What’s happened to you?”
He doesn’t respond, and instead charges at you. Mark tries to fight him off, but he pushes back with an inhuman strength, and closes the collar around Mark’s neck. Mark grits his teeth, before his eyelids start to flicker and his head sags.
Brandon steps off and stands up straight, staring forward at Mark sagged against the wall. Eventually, Mark slowly raises his head, the same blank expression on his face. His eyes glowing green, just like the light now on his collar too.
