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Published: 2023-05-17 00:20:17 +0000 UTC; Views: 3964; Favourites: 19; Downloads: 2
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A picture created by pure fluke with pornpen. I created a story with ChatGPT, to go along with it
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The woman's name was Shantelle. She had been working in the accounting department of the hospital for the past ten years, and had always been a reliable and hardworking employee. She had a son who was just starting high school, and she was hoping to save enough money to help him pay for college.
As Shantelle looked around the room, she felt a sense of panic rising within her. She had no idea what was happening or why she was here. But then she noticed the spiral on the screen in front of her, and she felt herself drawn to it. She tried to resist, to look away, but she couldn't.
At first, she felt a sense of unease. She knew that something was wrong, that she was being brainwashed. But then, as the spiral spun faster and faster, she felt her thoughts becoming jumbled and confused. She couldn't focus on anything else but the spiral.
She felt a twitch between her legs, and she crossed her legs, feeling a strange sense of pleasure. She couldn't explain why, but it felt good to be here, to be part of something bigger than herself. She played with her heel, leaving it hanging from the top of her toes, as she watched the spiral.
As the brainwashing continued, Shantelle's thoughts turned to servitude. She felt a deep desire to serve someone, to be useful and obedient. She thought about her son, and how she could provide for him better if she just gave herself over to this new way of thinking.
The spiral spun faster and faster, and Shantelle felt herself slipping deeper into the trance. She no longer felt any resistance, any fear or panic. All she felt was a sense of blissful obedience. She wanted to do whatever was asked of her, to serve whoever was in charge.
Shantelle's best friend, a woman named Maria, was also in the room, but she was already deep in the trance. Shantelle watched as Maria's eyes glazed over, and she became even more submissive and obedient than before. Shantelle knew that she would soon be just like Maria, completely brainwashed and devoted to whoever was controlling them.
And she didn't care. All she wanted was to serve. To be a good employee. To be a good mother. She was willing to do whatever it took to make that happen.
The spiral on the screen spun faster and faster, and Shantelle's thoughts became a jumbled mess. She no longer knew who she was, or what she wanted. All she knew was that she wanted to be a part of this, to serve whoever was in charge, to be a good worker.
And so she succumbed to the brainwashing, just like everyone else in the room. She became a blank slate, ready to be programmed with whatever commands were given to her. She was a loyal worker, a devoted mother, and a willing servant.
All thanks to the spiral on the screen.