Amending The Con-stitution (long, hypnokink, suiting, costumes) Show more
Ah, GoodGirlCon! You step up to the convention center with a smile. Passes are so hard to get, you thought you wouldn't get to come this year! The only problem is that you couldn't get a cosplay together in time. How's everyone supposed to know who your favorite good girl is? You'll have to tell them with your mouth like some kind of casual!
Ah, but what's this? You're wandering through the dealer alley when you come across a girl dressed for all the world like a stage magician. Tiny top hat. Short blonde hair with a pink streak over her eye. Tuxedo top and fishnets that go all the way up. Black high heels poking out from under the table. A crystal on a chain slips between her fingers. The front of her table says "COSTUME RENTALS: HOUR, DAY, ETC." and behind her is a single-occupant changing booth draped with black privacy curtains. She catches your gaze with a smile and a wink. "Like what you see?" She nods to the racks of costumes separating her booth from the neighbors. You step in to take a closer look, and her hand is on your shoulder.
Her silk-gloved hand. Her soft hand. Her warm breath falls on your ear. "Go ahead, dear. There's no wrong choices here." Mmph. You can feel your muscles relaxing wherever she touches. "This is a safe place where you can be anything you want to be, even if it's just for a little while."
It's like the lights start to dim around you. The world fades to black. It's just you and her. Even the racks fade away until she picks something from them. "You don't have to worry about much. You get to leave all your worries behind." Sometimes you catch a flash of her crystal as it slides through her fingers. It's almost as pretty as she is. Almost as pretty as the idea of leaving all your stress right here on the floor while you get to dress up. "You could be a perfect princess." A perfectly poofy pink ball gown appears in her hands. She presses it against your chest and lets you look at yourself in the mirror. "We'd get you a crown and a scepter. Everyone would call you 'your highness'. You'd be the belle of every ball."
The gown vanishes, and you miss it. But you don't get to linger on thoughts for long. "Or perhaps something more elaborate? A full body suit. You could wind up looking like anything. A perfect pet or a regal queen. You could leave your old body behind entirely." Mm. Your head is nice and warm now. And it looks like a skunk! A nice, fuzzy black skunk with a pink streak running down the middle of their snout and a head of blonde hair. The eyes are big, cartoony, and a spiral of blue and green. "It could be anyone in there, and nobody outside would know. You could live out any fantasy you choose. And then, when it's all over, you can leave it all behind like it never happened. So much of your identity tied up in something Princess can put on or take off with a flick of her wrist. So much fun playing a role in front of all those people. So much of you is figments and sprites for Princess to play with, just as temporary and permanent as I wish. Your whole being scattered and reassembled with a few whispered words and a-" Snap!
Amending The Con-stitution 2: The Right To Fox Ears (long, hypnokink, costumes, lovestruck, cheerleaders) Show more
You wake to Princess brushing your big, bushy skunk tail. "How's my big dolly doing?" Princess pets your snout. "It took a lot to get your brain emptied out. You had a lot in there. But now you get to just enjoy yourself here at the convention. Just a big, silly doll for everyone here to play with. Not a unique thought in your head. And when I take your adorable outfit off~" With a flourish, she removes your big, plushy skunk head and your big, bouncy tail. Just a moment ago, they were part of you, and now they're gone. Everything's gone. You're an empty little dolly. Princess' plaything first, and the rest of the convention's second. No more cuddle skunk, just shiny, empty dolly. "Well, there goes your mind~ Don't worry, I'll give it back before I let you go."
She swirls you towards the mirror. You can't read, and even if you could, anything but Princess's words just kinda bead up and fall out of your empty head. "You're going to be the official Con Dolly. You're going to become whatever you're wearing, just like you do for me. Your head is full of fun commands people can tell you to do, and you're not gonna know about any of them. You're not going to remember any of this until Princess says so. You just got here, you've never met a perfect, blonde princess, and she certainly hasn't hypnotized you into being a con doll. Everything that happens to you until the end of the convention is totally normal. Hypnosis isn't even real. You always wear your 'Ask Me About My Hypnotic Triggers' shirt, and it doesn't even mean anything. Just make sure you're at the magic show before the closing ceremonies~" You get a kiss on the nose and a Snap!
Ah, GoodGirlCon! You step up to the convention center with a smile. Passes are so hard to get, you thought you wouldn't get to come this year! The only problem is that you couldn't get a cosplay together in time. How's everyone supposed to know who your favorite good girl is? You'll have to tell them with your mouth like some kind of casual! The first thing you notice is a group of cosplayers from your favorite anime- Kemonomimi Excitement Blast! You'd recognize that pink-haired catigirl maid, the bunnygirl librarian with short cyan hair that curls under her chin, and the ponygirl professor with the long, curly half-black half-red hair. You're looking at them, just thinking they're missing a fourth, when they notice you back. You look the other way, but you hear the maid call "Hey! What does your shirt mean? Ask you about your hypnotic tri-"
There's never any darkness. It's more like someone just cut out a few minutes of your life and spliced them together, so now there's three girls smiling and nodding at you. "So we can just play with you all we want?" The maid, easily a head taller than you, smiles down. The bunnygirl bounces eagerly. The ponygirl looks around like she's late for something.
"Ooh, we could finish the group!" The bunny bounces. "We'd have way more fun with a Vixi!"
They notice you're confused. "Look how cute she is when you use her magic words! Do another one."
You see the catgirl's mouth move, and some kind of sound hits your ears, but good brains like yours don't worry about that. They just start realizing how incredibly gay they are for girls in anime pony costumes. Where has this girl been all your life? You rush to kiss her, and she kisses you back! Every moment you lock lips feels more and more right! More and more perfect! Deeper and deeper in love! You can practically feel the big cartoon hearts replacing your eyes. Time loses all meaning, and your mind melts into a swirling, stupid puddle. Eventually, she ends the kiss. Her (perfect, musical, incredible, worshipful) voice fills your head, even though she's not talking to you. "Look at that! She kissed herself stupid."
"Shhtuupid~" You echo. You love repeating after her. It's easy when her words fill your head to the brim.
"Let's take her to the booth on the back of her shirt. Get her dressed up and in character." Someone other than Girl (the only girl that matters~) says. The words vanish pretty much immediately, since they can't be important. Girl (girl!!) takes you by the hand and leads you in your lovestruck haze. Even just touching her hand is enough to send you for a loop. Soon enough, you're at the costume rental booth. There's a lot of talking that you're much too lovestruck to pay attention to, and you're soon getting stripped down again. You get that disconnected feeling that happens when someone's playing with your mind (not that that's possible!) and you're soon looking into a mirror. Lovestruck you gets put away for a little while. Time for dressup you.
A beautiful, perfect crystal dangles in front of your eyes. You lock onto it, because you are a good girl. You're not being hypnotized. You're just letting your mind turn off for a little bit while a pretty girl tells you what to do. Every passing second makes you twice as relaxed as the one before, but you're not hypnotized. That's for silly, gullible people, not smart girls like you! Anyways, you better listen to the cute girl talking to you. Her words are sticking in your brain and covering up whatever was there before.
"Tell me, dear. Does the name 'Vixi' mean anything to you?" She asks, and you nod.
"What images come to your mind when I say that name?"
She appears in your mind's eye. Soon, it's all you can think about. Your eyes flutter shut. "A fox girl. Two big tails. One silver, one gold. She's a cheerleader, and her outfit matches. One silver pom-pom, one gold. Her hair is half and half and has two big fox ears sticking out of it."
"Perfect, dear. I want you to focus on her. Let her fill your mind all the way. All your old thoughts are going to go away for a while. You are Vixie now. Stand up and tell us what that means."
"She's a cheerleader, so she loves to support her friends, but she also l-"
Snap! "You love to support your friends."
"I love to support my friends, especially after they've fallen for one of my tricks. Sometimes I'll switch their clothes around or trick them into kissing. All kinds of fun!"
"Very good." Mmm, you can feel your tails coming in already. You smile and swish them back and forth. You step into your silver and gold cheerleader outfit and bristle your pom-poms! Someone brushes your silver and gold hair into place and rubs your ears.
"Mmmph~ I love it when people rub my ears~"
You hear a laugh. A perfect, beautiful, hypnotic (not that there's such a thing as hypnosis) laugh. "Very good, Vixi dear! I'm going to add one more thing, and you get to go have fun with your friends. You're going to find that whenever you cheer, people have a lovely habit of doing what you say. It doesn't last very long, but I think you'll have a lot of fun with it. And-" Snap!
Your eyes flutter open. You smile at the Vixi in the mirror! That's you! You turn around and go hug your friends! They're a little sleepy and groggy and were just looking at that nice blonde lady with the crystal, but now they're here and you can have fun together!
"Vixi! Foxy! One Two Three! Let's all go see what's to see!"
You giggle when you see silver and gold sparkles shine around your friend's heads, and they all nod and agree with you. "Lead the way, Vixi." Katherine smiles and gestures.
You skip off through the dealer halls, friends in tow. "Ha ha ha and hee hee hee! Cute ponygirls fall in love with me!" You chant. Not only does your favorite red and black pony (her name is Harla!) come hold your hand and kiss you on the cheek, but a girl dressed as Twilight Sparkle leaves her booth selling chainmail dice bags to come give you a kiss.
Mmm, Vixi's gonna have a lot of fun at this con~
Amending The Con-stitution 3: Quarter Bunnygirls In Your House (long, hypnokink, cheerleaders, kissing, ditzification) Show more
So, Vixi. You're walking along with your friends, stealing kisses from your pony friend and swishing your tails eagerly. But pretty soon, your legs get tired! And there's so much more convention to see, you can't just stop! You swish your tails mischeviously and smile at your ponyfriend. She looks a little horny and a little worried watching you bristle your pom-poms, but that all goes away when you start to cheer!
You bounce on your feet and launch into "Vixi! Foxy! Yip Yipee! Cute pony girls say 'Please ride me!' On all fours without delay, that would really make my day!" You seal the deal with a lovely, two-tone kiss on the lips. Harla's eyes sparkle with silver and gold and she soon drops onto her hands and knees. "Please ride me, Vixie! I'd hardly be a good pony girl without someone riding me!" You'd oblige, rewarding her with a kiss on the nose and climbing onto her back. She dutifully carries you through the artist's alley, happy as can be.
"No fair! How come we have to walk?" The bunnygirl pouts and blows a lock of synthetic cyan hair out of her face. "Vixi gets to have all the fun."
"Will you stop whining for once? We're here to have fun." The catgirl rolls her eyes and keeps walking. "Come on, we're gonna miss the voice actor panel. I wanna Mina Meow's voice actress say something ridiculous."
"How come we always have to do what you want?" The bunnygirl, Cyna, mumbles and looks at you. She smiles. You smile back, as if you're hatching the same mischevious plan. And then that thing happens where her mouth moves, you don't hear what she said, and you're doing another cheer because you love cheering! You stand up on your pony's back (she's such a good girl, holding you up like a champ!) and hoist your golden pom-pom into the air.
"Everybody listen to me! This one's easy as one two three! A silly kitty's brain loves cock, a bunny girl starts to rock! Everybody listens to her, and listen to her new pet purr!" Your voice carries across the convention hall, silver and gold sparkles drifting far and wide. People at the epicenter start looking more at your bunny friend, remarking on how cool she is and asking if she needs anything. The catgirl's eyes cross and her tongue rolls out of her mouth. She drops onto her paws and nuzzles against the bulge in Cyna's pencil skirt. She purrs when the librarian bun scratches her big fake black ears.
"Good girl, Vixi!" The bunny laughs. "Now, I want to go see the swordmaking panel. Come along, dears."
Mmm, but you're not done cheering. You step off your trusty steed's back and do a cheer just for the new popular bun. "Looks like it's a bounce attack! Don't get brainwashed by your rack~!" You bristle your pom-poms up by her big ol' bunny ears and let the silver and gold hypnotic dust sprinkle over her. "One two, one two! You're my funny bunny boo!"
"Vixi! I didn't tell you to-" Mmm, you giggle when you watch her eyelids droop and get all sparkly. She starts to bounce in her loafers like the bubbly bunnygirl librarian she is. Her breasts start to bounce up and down with her. "Bouncy! Bouncy! Fun fun fun! I'm the silliest, jumpiest bun!" Look at her, bouncing and jumping and having the time of her life!
People are starting to gather around. After all, this is the bunnygirl to listen to! Everyone knows she rocks! And she's jumping and jiggling and just looking good. You warm up your throat for one more cheer.
"Whatever you do, don't kiss the bunny! It'll make your mind go all bouncy and funny! Whatever she's got sure is contagious! But it's the most fun disease in ages!"
As your metallic spell washes over the crowd, Cyna starts dispensing kisses and more and more people start giggling and bouncing. Satisfied with your work, you ride your pony and lead your catgirl off somewhere they can both suck you off in peace. "Listen, obey, one two three! Good girls want to pleasure me~"
This should have been the bunnygirl one so I could call it "the warren requirement", but what're you gonna do
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