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Jake's Hypno-App Adventure

For BlazingPelt

By Draconicon

Jake stared at his phone, the time ticking down on the clock on the nightstand as he waited for his taxi to the airport to arrive. Despite knowing that it would be there in ten minutes, he couldn't help but keep staring at his phone instead of heading down to the lobby to check-out of the hotel.

"Was that...really me?"

The gray-furred cat had a hard time believing that it really was, but the photographic evidence was right there in front of his face. Even as he shook his head in disbelief, dozens of pictures and a handful of videos stared right back, showing him in many different positions ranging from kneeling to squatting in the nude, usually naked and often with at least one toy or cock inside of him. The gray-furred, dark-striped cat could only vaguely remember each incident, but each one had been good enough that the memories in question were able to stir erections from him.

He adjusted his cock in his pants, flicking down the screen to some of the others. He paused on an image of himself in one of the bathrooms in the downtown area of Maiyone, having a slightly stronger memory of that one.

Despite himself, he smiled. That had been intense. A black-furred wolf had shown up at the club and told him...something. It had been important, some sort of code-word or something, and Jake had gone all loose and limp, happy-go-lucky and horny. Very horny. They'd stepped away from his booth and gone to the dance floor, bumped and ground against each other for a while, and then...then the wolf had taken him to the club bathroom, and...

Well, there was the picture, taken from the point of view of the wolf face-fucking him. He could almost taste the cum down his throat again, and he remembered that it hadn't been just the wolf that had used his mouth by the end of the night. He was pretty sure that there was another picture further down the list that would have shown him with the phrase 'Cock-Meat' on his chest, and more than a few load lines running down his face and along his neck and shoulders.

It had been...glorious, for lack of a better word. He still felt like it had to be some sort of fantasy that had become an intense dream, considering how impossible it seemed, but at the same time, he couldn't deny that it was a hot thought.

And I don't exactly remember everything that's happened since I came here, anyway.

Jake lowered the phone to his chest, staring at the hotel room ceiling. That was the rub, wasn't it? He'd come to Maiyone on a vacation, meaning to get some time away from his job and the general displeasure of his day-to-day life. Maybe find someone that would make for a good fuck-friend while he was away, engage in some of the famed sexual tourism of the coastal city. The cat had barely landed and gotten through customs at the airport before a rather brazen ad had caught his attention.

He still remembered it, too. A large, purple-backed rectangle with a black-scaled, white-eyed dragon had been holding up a phone with a large, curved 'D' on the screen. Some sort of app, appropriately called 'Dragon,' which ostensibly 'hoarded' all the pleasures of life and would deliver them to the user.

Jake had signed up out of curiosity more than anything else, and...that's when the holes in his memory had started. He barely remembered the bathroom incident despite the picture, and he really didn't remember half of the others on the phone. Yet, here they were, and they - along with others that showed him in restaurants he didn't recall and at museums that slipped his mind - were uploaded to his phone...and the Dragon app itself.

The cat tapped back on the phone, opening the Dragon app once more. To his surprise, the app had been tied into the currency for the city, and Maiyone businesses took credit from the app as readily as they took cash. Considering that he'd gotten 'paid' for all the stuff that he uploaded there, he had been able to finance all those restaurant trips and the hotel room service and...well, everything else that he'd done just by putting those pictures up. Was that something that he should be proud of? He didn't know, but it was something that made his bank account happier, that was for sure.

The app even estimated enough money to cover his hotel stay with the latest upload, and more. Jake didn't know how this worked, or why his sexual antics were even valued that high, but considering what the hotel bill was, he sure as hell wasn't going to complain. He looked down at the upload button and tapped it.

One by one, the various pictures of him in different sexual situations - including one where he was spitroasted between two Doberman males - were sent over to the Dragon app, and as they went over, his account went up. He watched the numbers climb besides the dollar sign, shaking his head in disbelief at just how fast it went up. Tick, tick, tick went the account until it was in the triple digits, then the quadruple digits.

Jake whistled as it finally stopped, having more than enough to cover his hotel stay twice over. It was beyond what he had ever expected; he'd come to Maiyone expecting to lose money, and instead, he'd not only kept his funds, but made a profit.

"Yeah, I have to be dreaming. This is -"

Ping.

He blinked. The Dragon app had just popped up with a new offer, something about a 'level 2 user.' Jake cocked his head to the side, tapping the screen again.

"Welcome to level 2 rewards," Jake muttered as he read the notification aloud. "Due to your extensive use of the Dragon app, we are happy to offer you access to the second tier rewards that we offer. If you want to take part in these, please tap the button below for exclusive benefits, including -"

He blinked again. He had to have misread that. He paused, going back to try that again.

"Including free airfare twice a year in and out of Maiyone, access to purchased time off, and higher-level intimacy rewards?"

That had to be impossible. There was no way that they had more offers for someone like him, particularly not for shit like that. This had to be some sort of scam or a glitch or something like that. And purchased time off? What the hell? How were they able to promise something like that for people vacationing in town?

Then again, getting people to extend their vacation would make sure that there was more time for them to stay and spend money...

Curiosity certainly filled this cat. He sat up in bed, staring down at the phone. He had several thousand dollars worth of rewards in the phone now, and he had to admit that he was more than slightly curious about what else they might be able to give him. Jake checked the time; his taxi was due any minute, and he still hadn't checked out of the hotel, but he doubted that it was that important. He'd built in two extra hours for his flight, just in case. He could always go a bit later.

And if this was true...

"...Fuck it, let's try it."

Tapping his thumb against the button, he expected a welcome screen. Instead, he got a spiral that appeared out of nowhere. His phone screen was utterly consumed by it, the white background gone and replaced by the curved, spinning lines that drew his eyes right to the central point.

"What..."

His shoulders went limp as his mouth hung open. The pull of the spiral dragged at his thoughts, pulling them seemingly against the back of his eyes rather than spread out inside his skull. He leaned forward, unable to look away from his phone as he slumped toward it. The purple-black light gleamed from it, the spinning spiral pulling his eyes ever tighter toward the middle of the screen.

"...the..."

His breath came slower, the spiral doing something, something intense. It was...familiar, somehow, almost as if he had seen it before, but he'd never done anything hypnosis-related...had he? He didn't remember it. Didn't remember this, didn't remember anything, but at the same time, the feeling of falling forward, giving into the spiral felt so good, and so eerily right, and so...very...

"...hell..."

Empty.

#

"Ooh, wake up, wake up, master's almost ready for the next one."

"He's so tired. Must be the first time."

"No, no, this one was in the club. Big cock-sucker."

"Oh, oh, this was cock-meat?"

"Yeah, yeah, this him, this him."

The chittering, almost yippy voices around him slowly dragged Jake from his strange state of sleep. He groaned, rolling his head from one side to the other as he tried to drag himself back to the world of the waking. It was...odd, rather difficult to actually focus through, but at the same time, he felt good coming up. Rested, in a weird way, as if he had just taken a long, restful night rather than a strange mini-nap.

He opened his eyes and blinked. The hotel room was gone, replaced by a black-stone hallway in the back of some other building. Or at least, that was what it felt like, considering the lack of any real windows or any doors that led to somewhere out of here. He looked left and right, seeing a blank wall to one side and a long corridor with a shut door on the other. In front of him, across the narrow hallway, was a large black door, and filling that hallway -

"Hey!"

Were kobolds, and a lot of them. One even leaped up and grabbed hold of his shoulders as the small lizard stood on his thighs. They were so short that even standing on his legs, they only came up to his head.

"Were you Cock-Meat?"

"What the hell - who are you?" Jake shook his head. "Get off me; what's going on?"

"Hey!" Another kobold yanked the first off the cat's lap. "Leave him alone. First time here. He's never had the master before."

"Oh, oh! I see, right." The other one turned to look up at him. "Sorry. It okay. You'll get it soon."

"...What the hell is going on? Where even am I?"

The kobolds glanced at each other, some of them smiling, the others winking at each other. Jake groaned.

Before he could ask again, though, the black door opened, and a rhino that looked exceedingly out of it stepped out of the room. The big man, taller than him by over a foot, stumbled free with his eyes bleary and not quite focused on anything around him. Hell, he didn't even seem to see the cat or the kobolds. And -

Holy...

The rhino's cock was bulging his pants like nothing else. It throbbed and bounced in the front of his clothes, and - was he cumming? Oh, hell, he was. He was cumming and spurting into the denim front of his jeans, oozing through it and bubbling. Every step seemed to hit the big guy with another orgasm, and another one after that, leaving him shaking from head to toe from the impact of that pleasure.

He stared in awe as the massive male walked down the hall, heading toward the distant door. Jake would have been the first to chase after someone like that in one of the clubs that he'd gone to, but that would have been to see how he was as a top, as someone that could dominate him. Someone had clearly just used that rhino as a sex toy, and had put him away used and wet. It was intimidating and more than a little arousing at th same time.

He looked back at the kobolds, but they were still the same amused, cocky little bastards that they had been when he first woke up. Shaking his head, he tried to get to his feet -

" Come in."

And suddenly felt all but seized by the throat. His body moved on its own, turning him toward the open door and orienting itself in a direct path toward it. His legs moved on their own volition, and his head went fuzzy.

One moment, he was walking through the dark door, the next, he was in an office, one that had been partially converted to a library. Books lined two walls, and the third had a pair of metal bars attached to it, one at approximately shoulder height, the other down near the floor. He paused, or would have, if he'd had control of his body; instead, he was made to keep marching toward the desk and the chair that faced away from him.

"So. You're Jake, yes?" a deep voice from the other side of the chair said. "Gray-furred cat, adventuresome. Rather kinky, but not going too far just yet. Mostly just a bit of hard use, some exhibitionism, and maybe some risky moments in an alley, but nothing pushing the line too hard. Am I right?"

"Yes," Jake said, unable to help himself. His mouth had moved on its own. "How did you -"

"You want to take it further, though."

"Yes," he said, once more having the answer dragged from him. "Ugh. That's impossible. You can't just - how are you making me answer? That - none of this is possible. This has to be -"

"A dream?"

The chair turned, and a black dragon with white eyes - the same one that had been in the poster - stared back at him. His 'host' chuckled, shaking his head.

"Not even close, kitten. You're really here, and you are doing this for real. There is no 'real' you back in a hotel room waiting to wake up. There's no little dream going on where you'll eventually leave it behind for the waking world. This is really happening, and in a few minutes, I promise you, you're going to be getting the use that you've been wishing that everyone else in the city had actually put you through, rather than the baby-steps that you've taken so far."

"You're crazy."

"Am I?" The dragon smiled. "Look at me, Jake. Look at me."

The dragon's voice seized him as it dropped several octaves at once, and the cat looked up, unable to resist as he was made to look the dragon in the eyes. The feeling of having some invisible hand dragging his head up to look - no, stare - into those white orbs was terrifying, but as soon as he looked, it was like he couldn't conceive of doing anything else.

" Lose yourself in my eyes. It is so simple to stare...so just keep doing it...forgetting about everything else. All that matters are my eyes..."

Those white eyes, those empty eyes. It was impossible to do anything but look at them, the cat's fear forgotten in short order. Everything about that stare just kept...kept pulling everything in the back of his head forward. It was like all of his thoughts were lumped against the back of his eyes, and the longer that he stared into the dragon's orbs, the more that he found them fading away. It was as if those misty white eyes had surrounded him, leaving him lost in the mist.

And the more that he stared, the more that those clustered thoughts seemed to disappear, thrown away, scattered through that mist. The library office faded away, and his mind drifted off. He just kept staring, and the dragon just kept talking.

" Nothing but my eyes to think about. Nothing but my words to obey."

"Nothing...but the words...to obey..."

" You are hungry, kitten."

"Hungry..."

" You are hungry for me...hungry for whatever I will give you."

Jake groaned, feeling an odd sense of urgency. Not for food, but for...for something unnamed, something that tickled at the back of his throat. His stomach rumbled and his breath caught in his throat as he tried to think of what that meant but -

" Don't think. Just stare. Stare and listen...listen and forget..."

#

The next thing Jake knew, he had a bitter taste on his tongue, and his face was trapped in darkness. Warm, sweaty darkness, smooth and slightly bouncy against the sides of his face. He groaned, his head spinning as his tongue kept moving against his will, dragging against something smooth before dipping against something vaguely wrinkled, and then doing the same thing all over again.

Lick, lick, lick went his tongue, gathering up something bitter-salty -

Sweat.

He didn't know how he knew that, but it was right. Somehow, it had to be. He groaned, his hands clenching into fists down at his sides, and he tried to pull back -

He couldn't. There was something behind his head, something firm enough to keep him from pulling away from the warm darkness around his face. Something cushioned, leathery. A chair? Was he lying on a chair while -

"Mmmph!"

He groaned as great weight pressed down on the end of his muzzle, all but grinding his face between whatever was on him. He groaned as he kept licking, his mouth unable to stop moving, unable to stop shoving his tongue forward against that thing that he was touching, tasting, and -

Pucker. Asshole.

Jake realized what it was, and his face flushed with a deep red. He panted, huffing, grunting, and suddenly, the cheeks clenched around both sides of his face. It was almost as if he was being pulled between them, sucked toward the hole to be consumed by it. The cat flailed weakly, his hands beating against the legs further down, and a deep chuckle, so deep that he felt it more than heard it, echoed through him.

"Well, well. Guess you're finally awake again. I suppose that it was somewhat inevitable that it would happen. Come on, let's have a look at you."

The weight slid off his face, and Jake gasped for breath. Even without the ass cheeks pressing against the sides of his muzzle, he could still smell where he'd been. Nothing filthy, but it was more than enough to send shivers up and down his spine at the sheer ease at which he'd been manipulated. He groaned, rubbing his face as much as he could against his shoulders as his arms gradually woke up once more.

"What...how..."

"Ah, ah. Do you really want to spend your time asking how?" the dragon asked as he turned on his heel. "Or would you rather ask 'why'?"

Jake didn't answer immediately. He found himself staring at the thick cock that had been swung around, the stiff shaft poking out from the dragon's crotch rather consuming his attention at the moment. It was big and heavy, with a thickness that looked almost as wide as his wrist, and a head that oozed with perpetual pre-cum, or so it seemed. The whole thing had to be nearly as long as his forearm, and he just could not believe that it was right in front of his face.

"Or would you prefer to get sucking this, and have your questions answered afterward?" the dragon asked, stroking his cock.

"Mmmph...you...how did you..."

"Again with the how. Heh. Suffice to say, to make sure that the Dragon app keeps working, I made sure that people wouldn't back out of their little adventures. A little hypnotic courage, so to speak. And your interview for level 2 rather required that you be made a little more...willing for the things that I had in mind."

"You...that...that's real..."

"Let me show you."

The dragon clicked his fingers.

#

Click.

Jake gasped as he 'woke up' again, this time with his lips around the base of that cock. His throat clenched down and he nearly lost control as he almost gagged hard around the whole thing, struggling to breathe around it for the first second or two. He had to swallow hard, barely keeping himself in place and avoiding the temptation to rip his head right off the thing.

But he managed it. As he suppressed his own gag reflex and forced himself to just breathe normally, he looked up at the black dragon in disbelief. The sheer size of that thing should have stopped him from going more than halfway down its length, but here he was at the base, and he didn't even remember getting there. His throat clenched hard around the thick thing, and he shivered as he felt just how wet it was, how full and thick and...and throbbing it was, and how much it would probably be oozing out over his face if he pulled off the stupidly-long thing.

"I can make you do literally anything while you're under the app's control. And, considering how long you were making use of it, I imagine that you'll be under its control, and subject to its permissions, for a very long time, indeed. Subject to voice control from Level 4s and up, subject to manipulation through pheromones, subject to kink and fetish implantation -"

"MMPH!?"

"Perhaps you need a little more time to understand. Don't worry; this time I'll let you see it happening."

Click.

#

_To be out of control of one's body and yet be able to watch it function was a very curious thing. Jake had a front-row seat to the sight of his mouth moving up and down the dragon's cock, but he was not only not making it happen, but he was completely removed from the action itself. He was just there to see, staring out his eyes as his mouth moved forward, back, forward, back, the actual actions moving as if through a program that he couldn't actually interfere with.

And as he sucked cock, he could feel his cock throbbing. He hadn't noticed it when he was completely 'awake,' considering that he had different things on his mind, but now that he didn't have to be concerned about that, he could feel every throb from down below. His need was growing rapidly, and every suck that he gave the dragon's dick only added to the constant, burning, rising need between his legs._

It felt good, warm and throbbing and...and mildly desperate, Jake thought. Desperate to blow, desperate to cum, but not because he was touching himself. Just from the sheer bliss of having something so big down his throat. Slut-pride, he realized, slut-pride at being so good at sucking cock fed his erection, and it made him want to make the dragon cum.

Was it the hypnosis, or was it just the feeling of being so very dominated? Or was it something else, something that he'd never realized about himself when it came to someone using him this hard? He didn't know. Jake just rode the flow of power that kept him on his knees, his eyes up and his mouth open as he was used again, and again, and again, his mouth forced open time after time to feed him dick. The dragon's balls bounced against his hin, bumping him and marking him with pre-cum and musk, and he didn't complain. All he did was take it, take it and enjoy it, and he moaned the longer that it went on.

There was no chance to reach between his legs to tend to his erection; all he could do was stare straight ahead, looking at the cock that pumped in and out of his throat. If he'd been conscious, completely conscious, there was no way in hell that he could have taken that monster. Yet, here he was, getting face-fucked and taking it like a champ. In, out, in, out, each time flooding his throat with pre-cum and making him feel all the more naughty, all the more slippery and well-used. Were his moans his own, or were they coming from a throat that was being commanded? Was there any difference anymore?

In, out, in, out, the thrusting getting faster, the dragon's use of his face getting more intense. Clawed fingers dug into the back of his head, keeping him moving, keeping him sucking as the rut continued. He moaned, he gasped, he swallowed hard around the shaft as it went into the back of his throat again. The cat throbbed between his own legs, his pre-cum oozing to the office floor, but his arms hung helplessly at his sides.

In.

Out.

In.

The final thrust took the dragon over the edge, and he took the load right down his throat. The gray-furred cat was filled to the brim with thick, creamy dragon cum, and there wasn't a hint of hesitation in him as he swallowed the whole thing. All the way down, deep into his stomach, and then it was done. He had taken the whole thing. He had -

"We're not done yet. On your back."

#

Click.

Jake groaned as he was finally given autonomy over his body once more, and he sat up with a soft shiver. The helplessness that he'd faced again and again with the power that the dragon had over him, combined with the strangely intense arousal that came with submitting that way, was starting to shake him up. He looked down -

_Flash.

Footjob, pinned on his back as the dragon's feet grew ever more potent as sources of pleasure. His cock throbbed, oozing, dripping, spraying against the caresses of those perfect soles. He wanted them, needed them, would offer to serve them -

Flash.

The cat moaned as he got fucked up the ass, his tail off to the side, his cheeks spread as that fat cock left him ever looser. He couldn't stop, though. He would fucking fist himself if the dragon asked him to, and -

Flash.

He was on camera, the recording window showing him how he looked as he hooked his asshole open with his fingers, showing the loose, abused inner walls. He moaned for the camera, telling the security people at the airport to break him, to use him hard like the slut he was -

Flash.

Flash.

Flash._

A dozen different scenes popped through his head at high speed, each one a little more intense than the last, and he gasped as he finally came out of the last one. It had been a near-recreation of the Cock-Meat scene, except this time, he had been tied to the wall in the dragon's office as the kobolds came in. They hadn't just fucked his face, but had actually whipped out their dicks and pissed down his chest. He looked down and saw the stains among his fur, still, leaving the scent behind and leaving him all the more embarrassed and ashamed of it having happened in the first place.

The dragon held out his hand. After a moment, the naked cat took it, getting back to his feet. He still wasn't sure where his clothes had gone and when they'd disappeared, but after getting used that much, he honestly wasn't sure what to expect anymore.

"Is that..."

"That's your initiation for Level 2, yes," the dragon said, pulling on a robe that ran from his shoulders to the ground. "And let me just say, you have a very fine ass. I hope to get the chance to use it again sometime soon. You're flying out today, yeah?"

Jake was surprised when he actually had to think about that. After everything that had been done to him, he thought that he'd want to leave Maiyone with all due speed, and perhaps a little bit more. Considering that he'd just been turned into someone's walking sex drone, it would have made more sense that he would want to be on that plane right then and there, if there was still time. Instead, there he was, thinking about it.

"Did you do something to..." Jake slowly pointed toward his head. "Did you do something to me to make me like it?"

"If something like that did happen, that's down to you and the choices you made when you were filling out your dragon profile," the white-eyed black dragon said, shaking his head. "That sort of permanent corruption only happens if you say that you're good with it while checking off the kink boxes."

"But...there weren't any kink boxes."

"None that your conscious mind was aware of. It's a hypnosis app, remember? You filled out the basic wants, and then you had your first spiral session to start filling out the rest of it. Just to make sure that shame and self-conscious behavior didn't get in the way. You know how it can go."

"I...you're kidding me..."

"Here. Give me your phone."

Hating the fact that the dragon didn't even seem to need to use his 'master' voice anymore, Jake found his hand moving without his permission. He handed the phone over to the other male, and the dragon did something. Probably typed in some sort of passcode in the app. His new - he wasn't even sure what the dragon was. His owner? His master? He didn't know; there was no clear title for the other man to take. But regardless, he tapped the screen and turned it around -

"Oh. My. God."

What was revealed was a kink list more extreme and detailed than anything that he had seen before. It went on and on, and he had to scroll through the list repeatedly to see the whole thing. More than once, his jaw dropped at what his subconscious had apparently been completely fine with happening to him, including some stuff that he hadn't even thought was physically possible. The latex-bondage scenarios that were included in the list - including one that basically would have rendered him someone's personal rimming toy for a week - were some of the worst for him, and his cheeks burned hotter than ever as the dragon tapped out of the list.

"Yeah, you were more than a little keen to be used and altered," the black dragon said. "That said, from everything that I'm seeing, I'm not sure that you're really in a state to complain at the moment."

"Well...what now?" Jake asked, looking down. "What happens now?"

"Well, from the sound of things, you're not going to be extending your trip."

"No. No, I have to...I have to get back."

Clear his head. See what would happen to him outside the city. Try and find a way to -

Get some of the other office workers to find out how good you are at sucking dick. Put gloryholes in the bathroom. Embrace your inner slut.

The cat's eyes went wider still as he looked up again. He stared at the smiling black dragon, slowly shaking his head as the other man reached around the desk. A small pile of papers hit the top of the desk, and throughout the pages, he could see his name signed in pen. Here, there, an initialing there, all the way down.

"Feel free to read it if you want, but it's basically a contract on your body," the dragon said, walking back around the desk and taking his seat. "Just to make sure that you continue to give everything that you're supposed to give. After all, as a Dragon app user, you're basically part of my hoard now, and I like to make sure that I keep tabs on everything that's mine."

"That...that..."

"Oh, nothing extreme. You won't become an entirely different person out there, but I can promise you that you're going to be doing more than you used to. And those that figure it out? Well, they'll have access to a pretty prime slut."

"You're ruining my life."

"No, just changing it," the dragon said, sitting down behind the desk once more. "And for the better, considering how much happier you were while entranced. Something tells me that you were waiting for that kind of hard use for a very, very long time."

Jake didn't even know what to say. Shaking his head in disbelief, he slowly sat down at the desk, picking up the contract. He flicked through it, trying to skim-read to take in all the terms. If he was going home, then he needed to know what sort of fuckery was going to follow him, and if it was that bad...

If it was that bad, maybe he needed to start looking at moving. If nothing else, at least Maiyone would be more accepting of his new 'quirks.'

The End

Summary: Someone vacationing in Maiyone ends up using something called the Dragon app, which seems to reward different 'extreme' behaviors, and encourage others. But what happens when you level up on the app?

Tags: M/solo, M/M, Oral, Anal, Camera, Hypnosis, Body Control, Sexual Vacation, Face-Fuck, Cum, Orgasm, Messy, Watersports, Dragon, Cat, Kobold, Hypnosis, Phone App, Musk, Rimming,