Thread: Watch the swinging crystal (Hypnosis based FutaXFuta FXF FutaXF)[Updated 3/16/17]

RE Watch the swinging crystal Hypnosis based FutaXFuta FXF FutaXF Plots! Ancient is the power of kings, to influence masses with a mere look, to make lesser men bend to knee, to make women swoon. Few know the truth of the mightiest of kings. Did you ever question how one would make the masses of people fallow them? How a single man could spark a rebellion that changed the world? A ancient order did, the Order of the King, who sought out someone with this power. A power of a god to bend the will of others. They learned much about the power, the will of the king, his desires, his lusts, all factored into the power he had to control others. The stronger his will power the mightier his power to control was, and the more people he could control. This order was dedicated to finding and 'serving' the king, manipulation them from behind the scenes. They had long manipulated these Kings from behind the scenes offering support for them to rule there empire. The Kings were too trusting and never realized they had alternative motives until the last King nearly wiped them out when he caught wind of there attempted betrayal. The order was nearly wiped out and only one of there higher ranking members were left, a Woman of high standings. She was proud and young, unaware of all that it meant to be apart of the order. She did her best to lead the order and did well to fallow the plans laid out in case this happened. They found there next candidate quickly, though it was a King unlike any other. The King was a futanari female, odd as it might seem it was possible. Bullied all her life she was a meek sort of person who was always pushed around. It was well known what she was and thus the reason she was bullied. One day her bullies a trio of girls cornered her in the class and began there antics. The girl had enough of it, she was infuriated, she would stand for it no longer! She would change her fate, she wouldn't be the one to be bullied anymore, SHE WOULD BE THE BULLY! Her eyes filled with power and energy the like's she had never felt before. Looking upon the trio of girls she said Isn't it hot today? The trio gasped and there eye's glazed slightly as there breaths began to become ragged and sweat beads began to form on there bodies as they felt there bodies heat up. It became so hot it was unbareable so they began to do the only things they though could cool them down . The girl was shocked at what was happening and decided to play on this. Rp starts about here. Raising a child alone is hard, so very hard. It is more so a problem when your daughter is a futanari who clearly lusts after you. Her desires are apparent though she tries to hide it. You see how she stares at her, you notice your panties disappearing and reappearing with dried cum all over them when it's wash day. You feel bad, because you know life is hard for one of her kind, not entirely accepted by society so you don't say anything about it. Though you have little idea how dark and deep your daughter's desires are beginning to run. She has been... Researching things, and one day she comes hole eagerly saying she learned a magic trick. She is too old for that sort of thing but you decide to humor her. So you tell her to show you, and from her palm drops a glowing crystal that she begins to swing back and forth in front of your face. Your eyes fallow it and at first you don't see the magic in this. Then as you try to pry your eyes from the crystal you can't no matter how hard you try. You feel something seeping out of you and thoughts begin to become harder as you realize this crystal was stealing your free will from you! You try to scream but your body doesn't respond and soon you fall asleep finding yourself sitting there empty as the daughter begins implanting the personality of a loving mother who takes it upon herself to be her daughters slave when at home for her pleasure. When at work or out without the command word she remembers nothing of this and acts normal. Though behind closed doors her mind belongs to her daughter, and the daughter's desires might soon spread at this rate. Life is rough for a young orphan living on the streets. Dirty and alone in the dark corner of a Alley. She ran away at the age of thirteen unwilling to live with the abuse any longer. It had been two years since then, more depending on partners comfort zone. The girl was on the edge of ruin, in truth she was a futanari and a rather gifted one at that. She had a few times filled her own belly with her own cum, to sate hunger. Tonight would change her life as a woman with pointy ears and wings appeared in front of her with a smile. Poor child, so alone. How would you like a little lick in this cruel world? I will grant you a wish for a price. the Demon girl asked licking her lips. The girl asked how would she grant that. The girl asked how would she grant such a wish. The demon girl explained what she was and handed her a contract, in exchange for her soul she could have one wish. Reading it over she took note of even the fine print. One line gave her a idea, The contract may be made null and void by the choice of the demon, and the wish will remain intact. The girl had a devious idea and signed the contract and told the demon girl her wish. She wished to be able to control Any woman she desired with a simple look into there eyes. The demon girl granted it and laughed saying she would never get to use the power for her soul would now be devoured. The girl laughed at the demon and said it wouldn't and told her to look her in the eyes if she didn't believe her. The demon did feeling confidant not realizing by Any girl that also meant her! A flash forcefully ripped out her free will dominating the demon. Her eyes emptied and the first words out of her mouth was How may I serve you mistress Already she had a firm grip on her powers and made sure she ripped out any free will from the demon to ensure her loyalty to her and make her unable to backstab her of find a loophole. She ordered her to Choose to make the contract null letting her keep the powers. Doing as she was told the demon ripped up the contract, the next order was for her to use her powers to find a women who had a home, food, and such and a weak will that had a fantasy about being a slave. The demon actually knew of a woman her next target actually, and took her to the woman. A young widow who owned a mansion of all things. She held much financial power and had others managing it. Though she missed her late husband, he was so much more then that. He was her master, she was made to marry him by his choice so people would stop questioning his sexuality. She was for his personal use only, but now she was merely a collared girl without someone to hold her leash. Brainwashed this way from a little girl she was trained to be a loyal slave and her strongest wish was to find someone to Take her. She would not give herself to anyone, no that was a masters job to give her away and she had none she was to be taken. If anyone were to invade her home, collar her she would submit without a fight. This was what the demon told the girl and thus that is what the girl did . From here starts her journey to make herself her own little paradise. likely more story focused idea. It was nearly three thousand years ago that the age of man came to a end in the world of Azdath, and no I do not men the age of humans. Oh, that would be far too simple of a fate for the world, no Man left the world. Well rather they did not 'leave' exactly though, well lets let a little history lesson explain that shall we? Around three thousand years ago during the Wild age of magic as it was called. Before the the Guild was established mages, witches, wizards and the like were a scattered bunch and were feared or sought after. Kingdoms wanted to gain the loyalty's of them to bolster there ranks and become the major powers. Though there allegiances often were volatile. Yet there was one great witch who stood above the others, nicknamed the Goddess of magic. So great was her power that no one now or has since been able to match her. The secret of her powers were unknown. Yet she was well known for her 'collection' of lovely females from around the world. Often those who once sought her head. Very few knew what changed there hearts but even fewer questioned it for fear of what she would do. Yet the Goddess was mortal, and she had a heart. Once that would turn black with rage. She opened her heart once to a young wizard who sought to learn from her. She at first played with him but genuinely began to care for the boy. The two grew close, so very close and had even spoke of marriage. That was until he stole her secrets and vanished into the night. He sought to lower her guard to steal her secrets and he had. Over the next year she noted disappearances of high ranking woman and her rage only grew. She began to hate the world as many nations supported him for his 'aid.' She began to plot a cruel twist on the world that now shunned her and sought her death more frequent then ever. As her power grew so did her hate for men, making a habit of killing any who crossed her path or worse. She worked on a spell like one other, that had no counter, that had no 'cure' a plague that was not just magical but natural as well. Fusing so many kinds of magics she created what would now only be remembered as the plague. She unleashed hell upon the world and let her plague spread like wild fires. Leaving the animals alone humans and other moral races found this plague quite the problem. The first step was illness a painful crippling illness, the next was pain as there bodily structure shifted and compressed. The next step was there bodies shifting and changing until the Man they were was no more. That is correct the Plague forcefully turned all men into women. Though the plague was not 'perfect' in a way. While her intent was to make the world go extinct her plague couldn't fully change everyone. A fair number of the men were left not simply as women but Futa's. The once lover of the Witch as not so lucky for his or rather her betrayal she was left entirely female. Anger rose through out the world as the armies of all nations descended upon the witch and as she fought back with those enslaved to her she was eventually slew. Though many died so did she. That leads us to today, a world where the male gender was replaced by the Futa. Were knights still roam the land and technology is a odd thing that gnomes fancy. A fantasy world, with vast forests and high peeks a land where- What? You didn't come simply for a adventure through a fantasy land? Ah, yes I can see into that deviant little heart of yours. You seek a different tale don't you? Well let me see, ah, yes here we are. Come take a look the witch left a few surprises for the world yet. -- A young farmer futa girl who lives alone on the outskirts of the lands held by the lady of dathromire and her daughters. She tends to the lands but never has stellar harvests. She barely is able to pay taxes and plant her fields. She spends most of her free time hunting in the forests for berry's and wild game to eat. Unable to eat anything she produces for the need to sell them and the skins she hunts just to survive. Yet the lady of the land has taken a interest in the young farmer and often sends her youngest 'half-breed' daughter to personally collect taxes, and extend the offer of 'help' from the lady of the land. Which the young futa is well aware is a trap as the lady is well known for making those she likes who visit her 'vanish.' Rumors is there locked in her dungeons as play toys until she bores of them and has them killed if her 'noble' daughter want them. The Half-breed daughter is a offspring she had of a affair thus the reason why her mate had a unfortunate accident to save her the shame. Even she has openly told her not to go in secret. She dislikes her mother and what she does and wishes she could be free of the curse of the family. Though her mother keeps too tight of a leash on her for her to run away. Knowing so many secrets makes it such a problem. The young Futa has been noticing strange people in glimpses when she is working. She has put of hunting for as long as she can. Heading out into the forests she goes deeper then ever before. Finding a strange tower in ruins and covered in vines. She is fearful but enters out of curiosity. Delving into the darkness she ascends the crumbling stairs and finds many odd chambers. It seems so much... Bigger, on the inside then the outside. Reaching the top she finds a rather well preserved room compared to the rest of the tower. Exploring and dusting off the thick layers she finds it quite the lavish while dirty room. She begins to hear a odd hum and searches for the source. It seems to be coming from behind a wall and begins tapping on it. Finally one of the panels moves in when she knocks on it. Opening a secret door, shocked she is very leery but curiosity once again gets her. It is a lavish room dressed with bright red silks and lovely furniture. In the center is a pedestal with a necklace on it. Curious she approached with bright eyes looking into the large mirror like gemstone affixed to it. Her reflection comes alive it seems. Well i'll be someone who looks just like I did. The young futa screams bloody murder as the necklace talked. Jumping back and huddling against the wall. Hey, hey! Come back I can't move to see you! I am inside a necklace I can't hurt you even if I wanted to. Come on now, that's it. See was that so bad? The necklace spoke as the young futa began to approach again swallowing hard. W... what are you? The futa asked and the necklace answered A necklace obviously, I am the living... Well kinda living remnants of the Witch of Hallowshire's memories. Though not that it matters much, it has been three thousand years since she died. In that time I developed my own consciousness, neat aint it? The necklace spoke in a rather cheerful tone despite what she said being fairly dark. A witch three thousand years ago? She must of spoke of the plague witch. She had learned that when she was still able to go to school before her family passed and she had to take care of the farm alone. The Futa asked more for information and began learning things. As the light dimmed the Futa said she needed to return. The Necklace pleaded with her to take it with. It had been sitting there alone for so long that it was bored out of it's mind, it wanted to see outside of this room. Reluctant the Futa did so carrying it as she went. It was quite talkative during there trip back to her farm asking questions about the area and the things they saw, seemingly learning as they went. Returning to the farm they found it ablaze and figures standing around it. The necklace spoke up, Put me on young miss! It spoke in a hurried rush, the futa protested but the figures began to approach. Scared the Necklace spoke again. I have some magic still left in me that can be channeled into spells but you have to put me on to use them! I don't think these people have good intentions for you! I don't want my first friend to die without trying to help! It spoke up and as they approached the young Futa put it on and hid it under her clothes. Strangely she could hear the voice in her head now. The necklace said it could see what she did so she could hide it easily. The figures began to become far more visible and leading them was the Half-breed daughter holding a sword. She did not look happy in the least bit. The Half-breed daughter said her mother had tired of waiting and sent her to fetch the young futa. The young futa asked why she would do this. The necklace spoke up in her mind. Because she has no choice. See that collar around her neck? It is a ancient device though it seems updated and more massively produced. It was a creation of my creator, a slave collar. It put's a magical imprint of obedience onto a person, depending on how much magic is implanted in it depends on how much it changes a person. It seems that hers is a fairly weak one that doesn't destroy her personality and free thought but rather forces obedience with severe mental pain for resisting. My creator used them to control magical beasts not mortals, she had other methods of doing that. How barbaric... The necklace spoke as the young futa backed away slowly. Trying to think of how to escape with the half-breed daughter and the ladies guards on her tail. They knew the forest just as well as she did. Fantic the necklace spoke to her once more. There is a way to survive this, but it will change you... You will become a witch unlike any other of this time. It will bind the two of us together as I was to my creator. You will become the new Witch of Harrowshire, and be bound to the tower as much as it will be bound to you. That doesn't mean you can't leave it but it will reflect you and always be your home. Though the powers it grant come at a price. You must choose quickly else I think you will no longer have such luxury! The necklace spoke and the futa frantic and fearful of what to do. Be led to be some cruel woman's likely torture doll or to become a witch. Swallowing hard she spoke I will become a witch! She proclaimed confusing the guards, The Necklace spoke in response, Then raise your hand to the girl with the collar and repeat after me! It said and she did as she was told. The guards approching the young futa who nervously listened to the voice in her head. Velera torzal! She cried out a green ball shooting out and colliding with the gem in the Half-breed daughter's collar. Within seconds she gripped the blade and slashed two of the guards in the back and ran the third through. Gasping and looking down at the blood she looked to the trembling witch. Wha... What did you do to me!? She asked but before the young witch could answer the green light took shape Assaulting and stimulating her making her cum over and over a voice repeating in her head until she finally proclaimed I submit! Causing the green tentacles to stop. Slowly regaining herself the Half-breed daughter got on one knee and in a panting voice still shaking for the pleasure though looking up with slightly hungering eyes. I am yours... Mistress... She said, confused the Necklace explained. The Witch of Harrowshire's power was gained from spells to enchant and feed on other woman. She fed on there sexual energies enslaving them to her will. Controlling there minds to make them want to serve her. The spell she was made to use was one to activate the long dormant spell in all the collars that caused them to submit back to the original creator of the collars, the Witch of Harrowshire and since she now was that meant her. The Half-breed daughter remarked they should leave as more would likely arrive soon since she had not come back. So the young witch stripped the corpses of any valuables at the recommendation of the necklace and the three of them retreated into the forest. Going to the only place that she knew might be safe, The tower. Once back it seemed to be a bit better. It was still falling apart but the stairs seemed more stable and repaired a bit even. Enough so that it was easy to walk on without worrying about falling through the floor. The necklace would come to explain more about the powers she had and the life before her. Teaching her about her new powers from the memories stored from the last witch. The half-breed daughter also explaining the state of the land and nobles. IT seemed the world was far more corrupt then it once had been. Leading the young witch to ponder what to do as she learned her magics. This went on for three years as she gathered power and learned her trade. The three living together was quite peaceful but something had to be done. From the few runs into town under guise of traders it seemed the area had become more hostile since both there disappearance. The lady becoming more and more deranged. Something had to be done and the young witch was the one to do it. The rp follows the adventures of the young witch who uses her mind control magics and other spells to take over corrupted individuals to free towns and build a harem. This includes the Lady and her noble daughter Adventurers Bandits Soldiers Generals Tavern owners Princesses And anything else. Slowly building up for her to build her own empire. 3 Ps. for this idea many of the characters hypnotized or otherwise mind controlled will be like the half-breed daughter who is fully aware of everything but has chosen to submit. Thus she has a active desire to serve the Witch of Harrowshire via choice. Even if she didn't have that desire she likely would of given the Witch isn't one to constantly force obedience when it isn't needed allowing the Half-breed daughter far more freedom then her mother gave her. With this being said some characters who will likely end up one shot or sporadically involved would be mind controled to the point of Fucktoy levels, Often times this would be used on characters who within the plot are extremely cruel or otherwise evil. This concept I enjoy of the God Paradox I do hope this isn't insulting to anyone it's merely the concept of the philosophical question. anyways moving onto the actual idea. Though we do not see it many gods still toy and fiddle with our world. Shaping and driving it on. There is one such goddess who has taken a great pleasure in fiddling with the world. Innocent and pure in appearance, she is all but. She is self centered and seeks only to amuse herself. Rewarding those who can do just that, amuse her. This lovely goddess goes around the world searching for amusement. Little does she know she is going to get a lot of that. She finds a young futa in a rather tragic situation. Though the girl uses her cunning to escape using trashcans and a well timed kick off a wall in order to reach the top of a alley way wall to escape the group of hoodlims chasing her. She proceeds to loose them in the crowds. Curious of the girl she follows and watches her. Finding her quite the clever girl, and curious of the kind of wish she would make if granted it. The goddess can't help it she wants to see just how amusing this girl could be. After all if she failed to satisfy her she could just break her. After all the price of her wish granting was the one who had there wish granted became her eternal toy. So she appeared before her, teasing her with her inhuman beauty. Playing the role of a loving goddess and saying for all her trials she would grant her a single wish. Curious she let the human ponder, little did she know that this young human would take advantage of her arrogance and pride. A trait that she didn't think could come back to haunt her. The young futa wished that she had the power to control, manipulate and make any woman she wanted to fall completely in love with her and she could influence them in any way she wanted to without them being able to resist. No matter who or what they were she had the power to manipulate them. This included memories, desires, everything to make them want her. This sent chills of excitement up the Goddesses spine. Someone so devious would surely entertain her as she watched how she used her powers. Sealing her own fate she granted the wish. Her hands glowing with a milky white light that enveloped the Futa. As the haze lifted from the young girls mind feeling the power flow through her. A smile crept over her face as the Goddess revealed the price of the wish, that now and forever she was her angel, her minion, her source of entertainment her... sla...ve... As she looked upon the young futa her heart began to throb, and her body heated up. It didn't take her long to realize her mistake. What made it worse is she wanted it! Even without the powers she had granted this idea of being dethroned, enthralled by her own angel excited her. Wetting her appetite for amusement she wanted to see if it was possible. To raise a Angel with power to the status of a Goddess, now wouldn't that be a fun little game, but for that she would need followers. Licking her lips she would let her angel do the forbidden and begin her own little cult to try and form a religion to raise her status and it's first devoted follower would be the Goddess herself eager to earn her 'reward' for services. The concept is a Goddess herself being foolish and arrogant not really thinking beyond finding her own amusement in a world that she has spent eons watching and toying with. Creating a being with the powers that shouldn't be. The futa angel's powers alone are Taboo and if found out they will do everything they can to kill her permanently. As such she has to be careful and build up a power base, a religion around herself in order to elevate herself to the status of a Goddess where they cannot touch her. As a sacred pact binds all those who are gods and goddesses from non-hostility to one another directly, working only through there followers and angels. As expected yes it's a harem idea, but hey I love the theme.