This one's a little different, so sorry if it's not for everyone.

AI Dungeon is a website that creates interactive computer-generated stories. I ran this user-created scenario, told the computer what I wanted to do, let the AI generate responses, and steered the story in the right direction by editing them fairly often.

I ended up with with what I thought was a fun little adventure, and thought I'd share it here in case anyone else could appreciate it or be inspired to give it a try themselves. I know it's nowhere near the writing of most of the stories on here, but it's fun to see some of the ideas the AI can come up with. If this interests you, consider dropping by /r/AIDungeonNSFWScenes (full disclosure: my sub).

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You are a young, handsome, up-and-coming Engineer. You are in a relationship with a lovely young psychiatrist named Mel. You and Mel have a house together alone, but the relationship has been struggling for some time now. You come home one day and find a journal Mel has secretly been keeping. Inside you find a shockingly extensive set of files. Within these files lies an astonishingly manipulative set of instructions. The manuscript details a certain device. One which, along with a strict regiment, could be used to brainwash its wearer beyond any hope of recovery...

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-> You follow Mel's instructions to build the collar.

You follow Mel's detailed instructions to build the collar.

The next few weeks are some of the most tedious you've ever experienced.

Finally, the collar is finished. You bring it home one day, toying with the idea of showing it to Mel. After dinner, you decide to bring it up in conversation.

-> You say "So, Mel, I stumbled upon some schematics the other day for a very interesting device."

"Oh?" Mel immediately perks up at this. "Oh? Did you now?"

"Yeah... Actually, they were your design, for a some sort of collar."

Mel looks mortified. "The collar? You found the collar?" Her face turns several different shades of red as she begins to panic.

-> You say "I did. What made you design such a manipulative device? Don't you think it's morally wrong to control a person's thoughts?"

"Well, yes..." She starts. "But it is different when it's yourself, isn't it?"

-> You say "Oh, so you only intended for the collar to be worn by yourself?"

"Err, not quite." Mel immediately realizes her mistake. "I... was hoping to use it on you one day..."

-> You say "On me? Why would you want to control my mind?"

"I... Well..." Mel appears extremely nervous, now. She seems almost frightened to talk about it. "I... Look, it was just a stupid idea, alright? One of my fantasies. No big deal."

-> You say "Well, the collar isn't pure fantasy any more. I built it."

"You did?!!" Mel's eyes widen in surprise. "On your own? You built it, just from those notes?"

-> You say "I did. Though I suppose I'm not sure if it works yet, it hasn't been tested."

"Well, we can test it right now." Mel's eyes widen in excitement. "I'll do it. I'll be the test subject. You'll see. It works. It has to work."

-> You say "Oh, you're that eager to have your mind controlled? What happened to making me wear it?"

"I'll get to that later, if the collar works on me first." Mel seems to smile at her own words. "Just put it on already!"

-> You say "Well, shouldn't we set up some limits or something first? I wouldn't want to make you do anything you're not comfortable with."

"You can tell me to do whatever you want, that's the whole point!" Mel almost yells with giddiness before pausing to compose herself. "I mean, no, that's fine. Just put it on me and we'll start. No limits."

-> You nervously put the collar on Mel.

You put the collar on Mel. It fits snugly around her neck, almost like a choker. Her face is flushed with arousal, and her eyes are dilated, looking straight ahead.

The moment that the collar snaps shut, Mel's face becomes even more aroused. She begins making quiet moaning noises, and begins gently rocking in place.

"Well, what now?" You ask.

"Tell me to do something." Mel says breathily.

-> You say "Give me a kiss."

Mel immediately complies. She leans in towards you, and the two of you embrace. Her lips touch your own, and she begins making out with you passionately, almost desperately, as if her life depended on it.

After a moment, you break off the kiss, pulling your head back. Mel immediately stops kissing you, and lets out a quiet whimper. She begins to hyperventilate, before calming herself.

-> You say "Did you have any control over that kiss?"

"No..." Mel says, almost inaudibly. "None at all."

You stare into Mel's eyes for a while, and she stares back. You can see that she's intensely aroused, but also a bit afraid.

-> You say "So, the collar works. You have to do whatever I tell you. Absolutely anything..."

"Yes... I have no choice..." Mel says, almost inaudibly.

-> You say "Hands behind your back. Do not move."

Mel nods her head, and immediately puts her hands behind her back. She stands motionless, as if she was a mannequin. Her breasts stick out in her tight t-shirt, her hard nipples showing against the fabric.

-> You rub and pinch her nipples.

You reach out to her breasts, and begin to grope them. You squeeze them softly, and then begin to pinch her nipples. Mel's face scrunches up, and she begins to breathe heavily through her teeth.

-> You say "Politely ask me to pinch them harder."

"Please, pinch them harder" Mel says, her voice trembling.

You pinch and twist them harder, and she lets out a pained whimper.

-> You say "Do you want me to stop? Be honest."

"Yes. Please, stop. I... It hurts..." Mel says, trying to compose herself.

You keep pinching, tugging on her nipples through her t-shirt.

-> You say "Beg me to keep going, and tell me to pinch them as hard as I can."

Mel's face looks shocked, and her eyes widen in surprise. She opens her mouth, and seems stunned by her own response.

"Please, keep pinching. Please... As hard as you can."

-> You give her nipples one more extremely tight pinch.

You give Mel's nipples one more extremely tight pinch. She looks down and watches helplessly as you twist and squeeze her breasts, squealing quietly with her mouth shut tightly. Finally you let go and allow her to recover.

-> You say "How are you enjoying the collar so far, Mel? Tell me everything."

"It's exhilarating, but scary... I can't believe I just begged you to hurt me against my will. It's so wrong... But I want you to continue. It felt so good to just obey your commands, and give in to my urges. I'm so ashamed... But also really turned on right now."

She blushes deeply with embarrassment at having revealed so much.

-> You say "Aww, there's no need to be embarrassed, Mel. Why don't you just put all your cards on the table. Tell me, what is your deepest, darkest secret."

Mel's eyes widen. She imperceptibly shakes her head and tries to cover her mouth, but her body betrays her.

"I fantasize about becoming a mindless bimbo with no thoughts of her own. I want to be a blank slate that looks pretty, and has sex whenever possible. I want to be a hollow shell of a human being who is unable to think beyond what I'm told to think."

Mel's eyes begin to tear up as she admits all of this. You're stunned. You knew she wanted to be controlled, but not to that extent. You didn't know she wanted to lose her mind altogether.

-> You say "How long have you had this fantasy?"

"As long as I can remember. It's the reason I became a phychiatrist. I wanted to know how to break minds, so I could maybe someday break my own."

-> You say "And now, with this collar, you can. Well... I can. If I choose to."

Mel doesn't reply. She just stares straight ahead, waiting for you to give her the next command.

-> You say "Tell me honestly though. Do you actually want to become a... A 'mindless bimbo' for the rest of your life?"

"I don't know. Part of me does. Part of me wants to become the ultimate fuck toy. And part of me wants to remain myself. The more aroused I am, the more I want to give in to my fantasy."

She seems to be calming down a bit, now that she's been allowed to explain herself.

-> You say "I completely understand. Don't worry Mel, I won't permanently break your mind against your will. Not unless you voluntarily tell me to do it."

She smiles at you sweetly through her tears. Her deep green eyes sparkle.

-> You say "Strip naked."

You interrupt the somber moment with a simple command. Her eyebrows raised, she immediately begins to shed her clothes without another word. T-shirt, shorts, panties, and socks soon lay in a pile beside you as she stands naked before you, hands once again behind her back. Her sore nipples stand out proudly, as does the dark patch of hair at the base of her stomach.

-> You say "Lay down on your back, arms stretched out to your sides, legs spread open, hips raised up in the air. I want your pussy up high and on full display."

Mel follows your command immediately, a pained expression on her face as she once again puts herself in a vulnerable position. She sighs quietly as she settles into the proper position on the floor, presenting her dripping wet slit and quivering pink folds to you.

You stand before her, rock hard at the sight. The power that the collar gives you is a rush. Mel's completely under your influence, there is literally nothing she would not do if you ordered her to.

-> You say "I've decided to reward you for admitting your fantasy of becoming a mindless fuck-doll."

A rush of excitement goes through Mel's expression as she listens to you. Her lips part slightly, breathing heavy already.

-> You say "When I say the word 'tingle', you will feel an intense pleasure between your legs. Do you understand?"

"Yes." Mel says softly, anticipation filling her voice.

-> You say "Then, tingle."

As soon as you give the word, Mel's expression changes immediately. Her mouth gapes open in a silent 'o' of surprise, eyes widening in delight.

"Ohh, yes! You feel it, don't you?" You say, your own arousal increasing as you watch her. "Every time I say the word, the pleasure will feel twice as good as the time before. Alright?"

"Yes!" Mel gasps as she realizes that the pleasure is only beginning.

-> You say "Tingle."

Her eyes squeeze closed and her mouth drops open, a soundless scream escaping her lips as her hips begin to slowly rock back and forth, desperately trying to rub her outstretched pussy against thin air.

-> You say "Tingle again, twice as much."

Mel's hips rise up even further off the ground as she bucks, as she's burying a phantom cock deep inside her cunt. Her mouth hangs open still in that silent scream, eyes clenched shut.

-> You say "Freeze. Do not move a muscle. Do not make a sound. You are a statue."

Mel's body goes rigid, her expression caught in a mask of ecstasy as she obeys your command. Only the slightest movement of her chest moving in time with her quickened breathing gives any indication that she is alive at all.

-> You say "Tingle"

Her body stays stock-still except for an almost imperceptible vibration around her crotch. You know that she is experiencing the most intense pleasure she has ever felt.

-> You say "Tingle. Tingle. Tingle."

The silent movements of her breathing speeds up, but there is no other change to betray the mind-wracking pleasure that must be coursing through her right now. You feel a wet spot forming in your pants from all the pre-cum your straining cock has produced, but your mind is focused on her at the moment. You're building towards something.

-> You say "How aroused are you?"

The moment she is granted permission to use her voice, Mel's moans fill the room. Her trembling voice can barely be understood among her mewling.

"Oh god... I can't... Such a slut... So good... Please..."

-> You say "Good. That's good. Mel, you said that the more you're aroused, the more you want to become a mindless bimbo for the rest of your life. Is that right? Tingle."

"Yes! Ahhh... Yes it's true!" Mel gasps, the very definition of arousal and need. Her cunt stays exactly in place despite the crazed sound of her voice.

-> You say "Then, are you so aroused that you truly wish to become a permanent fuck-doll?"

Her breathing slows, her moans pause, you can see the thoughts forming behind her glassy eyes. She's realized what you're doing. How close she is to actually losing her humanity.

"No. Please. Not forever. I don't actually..."

"Quiet." You interrupt her. "Tingle."

Mel's eyes glaze over as the pleasure washes over her again. Her legs shake as they stand spread, held up by your force of will alone.

-> You say "Tingle. Tingle. Tingle."

Her body makes absolutely no reaction as the most powerful wave yet crashes over her. She's locked inside her own skin, consumed by mind-numbing pleasure as she loses all train of thought.

"Tingle. Tingle. Tingle."

You're relentless as you step closer to her. You watch the hot juices from her cunt slowly leak down her thighs. You know she can sense your presence, even in her haze of need and wanton lust.

-> You reach out a fingertip and delicately touch her clit while repeating "Tingle".

Her clit almost explodes under your touch. It swells to an impossible size, her hood pulling back as it tries to reveal just how aroused she's become. Yet, she does not cum. She does not move. She does not make a sound. You wish you could read her mind right now, so you could see what's going through it.

-> You say "Tingle. Tingle. Tingle."

You want to make sure she's ready before you ask her the question again. You repeat the instruction over and over, each time with more conviction.

"Tingle. Tingle. Tingle."

She needs to be ready. You can't let her stand in the way of her own fantasies. She would never forgive herself.

"Tingle. Tingle. Tingle."

She must embrace her innermost desires, the ones that will make her happy.

"Tingle. Tingle. Tingle."

She must abandon any silly thoughts of self-dignity.

"Tingle. Tingle. Tingle."

This is for her own good.

-> You say "Tell me again Mel. How aroused are you?"

Mel's lips part as her mouth moves, but only a hitching moan escapes. Her eyes roll back inside her head as tears stream down the sides of her face. Barely able to form a single cognizant though, she manages to stutter out a response at your command.

"S...ss...so... m...much."

-> You say "Would you like to become a mindless bimbo forever?"

Despite her pleasure-addled mind, she manages a clear response to this question.

"Yes!"

-> You say "You want to give up all of your intelligence, your ability to reason, to think, to understand? Tingle."

Your finger glides across her clit once more.

"Yes!"

She pants heavily, the heat of her breath and her scent of arousal filling the air.

-> You say "You want to become nothing but a sex object, a human doll a fuck toy? Tingle."

"Yes!"

She pants, heaving one breath after another, sucking air into her frozen body as your finger continues to tease her most sensitive spot.

-> You say "You want to be that way forever? To abandon everything that makes you, you? For the rest of your life? Tingle"

"Yes."

She's ready.

-> You say "Very well. I will allow you one last orgasm as Mel. After that, you will be Melody, my mindless bimbo fuck-doll. Understand?"

"Yes!"

She answers without hesitation. Her body quivers with anticipation. She needs release, any kind of release. Pleasure has overwhelmed her higher brain functioning.

-> You say "You may move. You may speak. Your orgasm will not end until I greet you. Goodbye Mel. Now cum."

She screams as the pleasure overtakes her body. Her arms and legs flail as goosebumps race across her flesh. Her entire body shakes as the long approaching orgasm finally crashes over her.

-> You say "From now on, you have no thoughts."

She continues to writhe and shake in orgasm, her body finally giving in to the pleasure. Her cunt stays pressed against your hand, seeking more and more of the stimulation your finger is giving her clit.

-> You say "You obey any instruction given to you."

Her hips convulse, her body twitches and her lungs gasp for air as your words take hold in her mind.

-> You say "You are eternally horny. You are never satisfied."

"Oh god..."

Her voice quivers as she releases another moan, squirming against the air, her body searching for more.

-> You say "You exist to be used. Your body is a play-thing."

Another moan, this one louder, escapes her lips. Her eyebrows furrow, as the sexual energy takes hold of her body.

"Nooo..."

-> You say "You are a dumb brainless bimbo. You are Melody. Hello Melody."

Her orgasm ends, and only a blank look remains on her face.

Her blank, empty eyes stare into space. Her eyes are glazed over. She stares through you, not focusing on anything in particular.

-> You say "This is your new natural state. With or without the collar, this is who you are."

She makes no reaction. She has no reaction. She is an empty vessel, waiting for you to fill her.

You take the collar off of Melody, who looks up to the sky in a daze.

Your eyes meet. A small smile spreads across your face as you look at her. She shows no sign of recognition.

-> You say "Lay down on the bed, Melody. I'm going to use your holes."

Melody display the first genuine reaction of her life. It's an empty-eyed smile.