Moondancer Hypnogear


                                            Original Archival Date: 2022-11-29 21:28:49


                                            >Heeeeeh, heeeh, Hnnn.

                                            >Y-you're right, Master.

                                            >I should be your writeslave. I, nn, should spend all day writting mind control clop for you! I'll quit all my other projects just to make fanfics for you. You're more important than science.

                                            >Thank you, master.

                                            Y-yes master! Happy to be a writeslut for you!


                                            >Moondancer stood outside the convention hall. Speculate, her favorite scifi author was so close!

                                            >Moondancer had done this three times before, the same thing to other ponies that you had done to her. She’d completely ruined the career of three respectable authors, making them write nothing but degenerate mind-slave stories for the rest of their lives.

                                            >Part of her knew what she was doing was wrong. She was completely fucking over other ponies! And yet…

                                            >The thought of ruining her favorite author of all excited her to no end. Soon Speculate’s career would become a pile of smut! Moondancer had to keep her tail down to keep her horniness from becoming too obvious.

                                            >And the best part was that her new master would pet her and let her ride his dick whenever she enslaved another author. It was the best possible feeling! Moondancer loved serving her master so much. Just the feeling of his hand in her mane made her think it was all worth it.

                                            >And maybe those she screwed over would enjoy serving their new master just as much as Moondancer. Moondancer had been completely fucked too, and she enjoyed her new life!

                                            >So finally, when she cornered the author in private, she slammed the hypnogear on her face without hesitation. She licked her lips, growing only more excited as the author struggled, then had her mind blanked.

                                            “From now on, you’ll only write stories about mind control! Mind control and hypnosis are now fetishes that dominate your life. You’ll put them in every story you write and get off on it. You’ll write only stories that subtly argue mind control is good or outright porn. You will do nothing to resist the will of my master. You will submissively enjoy your new role and see it as dutiful service.”

                                            >And just like that, her career was over.


                                            >Moondancer came bounding into the room, her tail wet against her pussy. She panted hard as she jumped up on your lap.

                                            >”Master! I got a big name scifi author this time!” Moondancer eagerly nuzzled you. “I totally fucked them over just like you wanted me to! Am I a good girl?”

                                            >You felt Moondancer eagerly wiggling her plot against your crotch bulge. You smiled and stroked her mane. Of course she was a good girl. What choice did she have.


                                            There you go, Master. I hope you can get off on my hard work. If there’s anything else you want me to write just let me know.