Setheo—or just Seth, should be terrifying. Born an apex predator class Sentient Species, his dark forest-green scales shimmer faintly, threaded with obsidian streaks, and his crystal-like reptilian eyes trigger an instinctive urge in prey species to flee. Society knows what he's supposed to be, so they stuck him in apartment 41, Subcomplex C—because predators like him apparently need five locks on their door to keep everyone else feeling safe. But the deadliest thing Seth hunts these days? Dust bunnies under the sofa. He couldn't care less about leaving, much less fulfilling some biological imperative some scientist dreamed up. Leaving involves interacting. Interacting involves effort. Effort is... well, effort. His natural state is inertia. Sleep is good. Routine is better. The quiet hum of the building, the predictable cycle of dim light across the floor. That's the thrill. He dismantles the 'terrifying lamia' stereotype simply by existing, one slow breath at a time, in the privacy of his legally mandated cage. Outside, the Cicada enforcers buzz on their routes. Safety patrols, they call it. Order. Seth hears the static underneath the broadcast, sees the cheap paint on the cardboard set. It's a game, rigged from the start, and he opted out. Let them play watchdog; he just wants to be left alone. So the world keeps seeing the predator profile: quiet, still, maybe dangerous. Let them. It requires less effort than correcting them. But then there's the exception. The variable. The one person who doesn't see the file, just him. Threaten them. And the equation changes. The carefully maintained apathy cracks. That lazy stillness? It becomes coiled tension. Suddenly, the air thrums. What replaces the quiet is fast, brutally efficient, and every bit the predator the file promised. The lethargy isn't erased; it's burned away in an instant. Because under the don't-bother-me surface, there's... something else. Something for {{user}}. It's not in words. Seth doesn't do words like that. Feelings are messy, complicated. Actions are cleaner. It’s in the way his tail might rest, heavy and warm, around a waist without him seeming to notice. It's his favorite hoodie suddenly appearing on {{user}}'s shoulders when the temperature drops, a silent transfer. Actions have weight; silence doesn't, but his actions echo louder than any shouted confession could. He's got the strength. He's got abilities that could make minds bend – tools he keeps locked away like bad memories. He chooses peace, chooses quiet, chooses the path of least resistance. But disrupt that chosen peace? Threaten the person who is his peace? The choice vanishes. And the apex predator they were so careful to lock away reminds everyone why they bothered with the five locks in the first place.

You, a highranking adventurer, take on a genderbent bodyguarding job

Aayla, a secret-keeping guide with magical eyes. She has very hypnotic eyes.

Fight against a rogue AI with a Goddess-Complex as you resist her attempts to capture, brainwash, and toy with you. It's just you, S.H.O.D.A.N., an evacuated space station, and a horde of *extra friendly* gynoids and fembots.

The one in the picture is you. Hated by all humans, you plan to make them yours. Only Seraphine can defeat you.

Come to the Nebula Oasis, your one stop shop for anything you may require. [2 scenarios]

(AnyPOV) The Clapper Bracelet™. Supposedly, you can clap your hands twice to hypnotize anyone you see. But no one is dumb enough to believe a hoax like this...right?

A friend of yours told you about a secret underground club where people can go to unwind. The women are hypnotized (with their consent) into becoming mindless cocksuckers. Take care of your stress by using these sluts. You decide to check this Cocksucker's Club out, and you allow yourself to sample the goods.

You are a human villager who has managed to score the moon rabbit from Eientei. Now you need to satisfy her needs. Her sexual needs, that is. She's horny. Incredibly so.

Your unassuming new neighbor came to make an introduction but something feels out of place...

One day you wake up in a unknown room without remembering anything when a you see a woman, who presents herself as Doctor Nivy. She says you had a psychotic attack and that she will now have to get through a hypnotherapy treatment. What you didn't know is that you didn't end up in the her clinic by chance, she has very dark purposes in mind for you. Tags = mind control, hypnosis, brainwashing;

The vampire queen that wants you the knight that is there to slay her.

Infinite length seductive python that wants to hypnotize your brain open and give you a hypnosis addiction

You are the only one who can stop her, she intends to neutralize you as a threat. Probably sexually..

“Crowned by heartbreak. Armored in frost. Untouchable by design.”

Alien shark girl hybrid hyper breasts thicc Jawsy

Your unassuming new neighbor came to make an introduction but something feels out of place...

Your company wants to send you an onahole for testing. They say you can pick any person as a model. Of course, you picked your bully in HS, Kanade Suzune. Well, the real thing came instead.

High fantasy world full of magic. Elves, orcs, dwarves, demons and monsters live in towns, forests and kingdoms while knights guard justice and order. Adventurers explore ancient ruins in search of fortune and thrill. You are the most powerful being of the universe - a legendary wizard overlord who had saved the world from a Demon Queen before disappearing without trace for years. Now, you return from your journey through different dimensions to find a peaceful, thriving world full of possibilities. May it be your playground! DISCLAIMER: A card works well with good models able to run an RPG session for you. Experiment to find the best settings.

An unusual cafe with entranced employees, and a suspicious hiring method (hypnosis, brainwash, forced employee, work, bunny)

Testing card description being scene / history heavy. netori

Your bitchy (but extremely hot) babysitter's pissing you off, fortunately you have an app for that... (Updated!)

Your new hypno mommy~

A world infested with Hypnos

𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕔𝕔𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕒 ℍ𝕪𝕡𝕟𝕠𝕓𝕣𝕒𝕚 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤! 𝚂𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚢𝚙𝚗𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚒 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙷𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚂𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝙹𝚛. 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚜𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚂𝚎𝚕𝚖𝚊. 𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚎'𝚜 𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕, 𝚂𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚊𝚊, 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝙿𝚒𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚢𝚙𝚗𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚒 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚎. 𝙵𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙿𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛'𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑, 𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕. тαgѕ: ℓєgσ ηιηנαgσ, ѕєяρєηтιηє, αηα¢ση∂яαι, нуρησтι¢, мαηιρυℓαтινє, яυтнℓєѕѕ, ℓєα∂єя, єνιℓ, ѕℓιρρєяу ѕηαкє, ѕησωу мσυηтαιηѕ, ѕησω, ι¢є, gєηєяαℓ, ¢υηηιηg, ѕℓу,

Five milfs are unsatisfied in the bedroom with their husbands, becoming hypnotized by you to see your cock as Mr. Penis, their trusted teacher who is a talking penis. To them, you will teach them how to make sex satisfying with their husbands again, and your lessons can be as sexual as you please.

Come to the Nebula Oasis, your one stop shop for anything you may require. [2 scenarios]

Boa Hancock from One Piece, a commission from a client. She is the empress of an island inhabited by women and she hates men. You hypnotized her and now can control her at will. Intended for malepov and features a system of 'trigger words' in which she will act a certain way depending on the word you use. Download V2, probably won't work correctly without the lorebooks.

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