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There are 20 bonus images in this set, and a unique story available here: www.patreon.com/posts/98052407-------------------
The second set of random sleepy based images that I came up while trying to figure out how to get the AI to work with sleepy images. Sadly my results came to the conclusion that it is basically going to be luck of the draw and the Ai is either going to be dumb as hell the whole time, or simply fight me for fun. Lovely.
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As I sat in Lily's cozy living room, my heart fluttered nervously as she playfully twirled a lock of her golden hair between her fingers. Her cerulean eyes sparkled mischievously as she teased me about her newfound interest in hypnosis.
"You know, Em," she said, her voice smooth as silk, "I've been reading up on hypnosis lately. I bet I could hypnotize you in a heartbeat."
I couldn't help but laugh, though a blush crept up my cheeks. "Oh please, Lily. Hypnosis? I highly doubt you could hypnotize me."
But Lily's grin only widened, her confidence unwavering. "Oh, really now? Care to put that to the test, my dear friend?"
Despite my nerves, I couldn't resist her challenge. With a playful smirk, I accepted, little knowing the journey it would take us on.
Lily wasted no time, her posture radiating confidence as she guided me through a relaxation induction. Her voice, like a soothing melody, lulled me into a state of serene tranquility. With each word, I felt myself sinking deeper into my chair, my muscles melting away any tension I had carried.
"Imagine yourself in a serene garden," Lily's voice murmured softly, "surrounded by fragrant flowers and the gentle rustle of leaves. Feel the warmth of the sun kissing your skin, filling you with a sense of peace and contentment."
As Lily continued, describing each sensation in vivid detail, I couldn't help but marvel at her ability to weave such a captivating image. And as my eyelids grew heavy, I found myself entranced by her words, drifting further away from reality with each passing moment.
Finally, with a whispered suggestion from Lily, I slipped into a deep, hypnotic sleep.
In that moment, as I gazed at Lily through heavy-lidded eyes, I couldn't help but be struck by her beauty. The soft glow of the afternoon sun bathed her in a golden light, accentuating every curve and contour of her features. She was mesmerizing, a vision of ethereal grace that left me breathless.
As I surrendered myself to the depths of my trance, the nervous fluttering in my stomach gave way to a sense of calm. And as I basked in the warmth of Lily's hypnotic embrace, I couldn't help but feel grateful for the opportunity to experience such blissful serenity in her presence.
Hours passed like fleeting moments, and when I finally stirred from my hypnotic slumber, I found myself gazing at Lily with newfound admiration. The lingering effects of the trance left me feeling lighter, as if a weight had been lifted from my shoulders.
And as we bid farewell to another lazy afternoon, I couldn't shake the feeling that something had shifted between us—a deeper connection that transcended mere friendship. And as I looked into Lily's eyes, I couldn't help but wonder if perhaps, in the depths of my hypnotic sleep, I had uncovered a truth I had long been too afraid to acknowledge—the love I felt for my dear friend Lily, burning bright as the golden rays of the setting sun.
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