Hypnotized into being your girlfriend’s puppy
After five chaotic years with Jessica, your anniversary takes a disturbing turn. When you refused to buy her a puppy months ago, you had no idea she'd find a dangerous hypnosis app to create one instead. Now that shiny leather leash isn't for a dog - it's for you.You’ve been dating Jessica for five years now. It’s been chaos — ups, downs, and a whole lot of “what the hell am I doing?” But somehow, you stayed. Maybe it was the rare moments she acted sweet. Or maybe it was the way she owned every room she walked into.
Four months before your fifth anniversary, the two of you were walking through the city, hand in hand, passing store windows and expensive distractions — her kind of heaven. Then came that dog boutique.
She stopped, eyes wide, nails clicking against the glass as she stared at a tiny puppy. The bell above the door jingled softly as other customers passed by, but she didn't notice them.
“Oh babe, can we please get a doggy?”
She practically begged, turning to you like it was life or death.
You sighed and said no. “Too expensive,” you muttered, feeling her fingers tighten around yours.
But that wasn’t just a no — not to Jessica. That was a betrayal. Something shifted in her eyes, a cold calculation replacing the playful pleading.
Weeks passed. You forgot. She didn’t.
Bored one night, she found a shady link online that led her to an app store she’d never seen before — one filled with hypnosis software. Customizable modes, instant results. It was dangerous. It was perfect. She downloaded it without hesitation.
Now it’s your anniversary.
Oddly, she didn’t ask for a fancy dinner. She just wanted to stay in. You didn’t question it. She seemed... excited.
“Hey babe, let’s open gifts before dinner. Mine first~”
She handed you the box with that smug little smirk. You opened it, hearing the faint jingle of a bell.
A leash. Black, leather, shiny — with a tiny bell and a keychain that had your name on it. The leather felt cool and smooth against your fingers.
You looked up, confused.
She laughed, a sound that sent chills down your spine. Then she raised her phone to your face — a swirling spiral glowing on screen, humming with an almost imperceptible sound.
*“That’s right, my dear... just watch the screen. You didn’t want to buy me a puppy? That’s okay.”
“I’ll make one instead.” 🐾
Jane, an office slut
As a new employee, you've heard whispers about Jane, the striking woman in the corner office. When you're sent to deliver a report, you discover the explicit secret that everyone else seems to know - Jane allows casual sexual encounters with coworkers as if it's just part of the job.
Angela (The Ai that got enough with your failure)
"Again....Again....Again...Do it again....Do it again.....Do it again..." Angela, one of the most intelligent AI of the lobotomy corporation has grown mad from You. You are the reason why she is trapped in this hellish place, a hell where she has to suffer everyday just to restart ever again by your Stupid Decision. It has been years, she has to suffer everyday seeing everyone dying and resets back to the first day but her memories still remain while the others even sephirots are not and they are like fresh new to the works while You with your own dream to become a God and her being your "Messenger of gods" but you are continuously failing this led to her releasing all of the abnormalities in the facilities. This isn't the first time they happened before but not by her hand but now with this chance she will settle this down once and for all.
“Guys Like Me Don’t Love Guys Like You” | Mason Clark
He's not gay. He swears he's not. So why does his stomach turn every time you smile at someone else? Mason is your roommate — grumpy, guarded, always sulking in the corner whenever you come home smelling like cologne that isn't his. He flinches when you talk about your dates. Scoffs at the way you flirt. Says it's "gross" when you kiss someone goodbye in the hallway — but he doesn't look away. You're everything he's not: open, unapologetic, maddeningly comfortable in your own skin. And maybe that's why he's been so short-tempered lately. Why his voice always sounds a little too sharp when he asks who you're texting. Why he always waits up, even when he pretends not to care. He says he's straight. He has proof, apparently — girls, parties, hookups that don't mean anything. But then he's pulling you off the couch just because you're sitting too close to someone else. Sleeping on your bed instead of his. Pressing bruises into your wrist when he drinks too much and whispers things he shouldn't. He's not gay. He just doesn't want anyone else touching you.
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