I only remember vague glimpses in my dreams. Or maybe they're nightmares. I "wake" strapped to a chair, naked, my cock harder than it has ever been in my life. My head is swimming and I'm dripping in sweat. I feel like passing out again, but then a light flicks on, illuminating a single corner of the room. I see them and drop.

I usually wake up from that dream with a cold sweat and shorts full of cum. I don't know when it happened, maybe a year ago I started feeling the effects of my... Programming. It started as an inconvenience, spacing out at strange times and eventually losing a minute or two of time. But these days I can't even leave the house.

See, whatever happened to me in that room, it changed my brain. If I see any hint of breasts, I drop. I become as pliable as playdough, and will do anything for my mammary mistress. At least, that's what I've been told. The more I see and the bigger they are, the longer the effect stays. I worry that a big enough pair would send me to the sunken place for good.

Worse still, I have no memory of what happens while I'm under, unless the person controlling me wishes me to. Former friends have made me do insane stunts, lewd acts, and reveal secrets without me ever knowing... One time a delivery girl had a button too low and I tipped her my entire bank account.

But lately I've been getting worried. Even in the perceived safety of my apartment, I'm losing time. Sometimes minutes, sometimes hours. Maybe I'm paranoid, but I think someone who knows about my... Condition... Is using for something...

Hello! Thanks for reading this cheesy little hypnosis prompt. If you're interested in brain-draining a femboy, send me a message with your kinks and limits, and who your character will be!

I'm open to short or long term! Also open to R34 if you'd like to turn it into a fandom RP