The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

June let herself back into her dorm room and exhaled, feeling her exhaustion catch up with her. She walked the requisite three or four steps towards her bed and collapsed.

Her roommate Aurora was on the phone. In June’s exhausted state she couldn’t make out the words really, but Aurora’s voice was soothing and gentle. She groaned as she wriggled in place just enough to pull off her shoes and drop them onto the dorm’s floor. Her feet still hung off the bed behind her but she felt too—tired? Lazy? Honestly she wasn’t sure which—to adjust herself into place more properly. She felt heavy and her brain was a bad kind of fuzzy.

June’s eyes drooped shut on their own. She lay there not fully conscious, drifting off towards sleep, when her roommate suddenly leaned over next to her. Aurora’s body blocked the dorm room’s ceiling light, which June noticed, but she just kept drifting away regardless.

“You shouldn’t sleep like that,” Aurora said gently, phone tucked against her shoulder. Her tone confused June—she wasn’t chastising her, or trying to prove anything, or even a little bit annoyed. Embarassment motivated June where exhaustion had failed to, and she managed to pull at her sheets and then scramble under them. The pillow under her head felt so soft and fluffy. A long blissful sigh glided out of June’s mouth as her entire body went limp. The only problem was—

Aurora turned the light off and suddenly everything seemed perfect. June smiled to herself, feeling blessed. Aurora sat in bed and kept chatting on her phone. Bits and pieces of the conversation survived with June’s brain, enough of them that she pieced together Aurora was on a call with younger siblings. June wasn’t sure if listening to this was rude but—

Big big yawwwwwwn!

June snuggled deeper under her soft warm sheets, feeling like she was in heaven. She fell asleep easily.

June returned to her dorm to find Aurora stretching by her bed. June payed that no mind as she dropped her backpack and hopped up onto her matress. She flipped her laptop open and leaned over to hurriedly fish out her headphones while it booted up. She decided to make some small talk.

“You know, orientation’s having some kind of dance...music...event tonight,” June called across the room. Aurora turned to her, the girl’s pearly skin and piercing sky-blue eyes almost intimidatingly beautiful. The woman had frozen halfway through some kind of motion that involved reaching straight up as far as her bones would allow, so she sort of awkwardly lowered them back down to her sides. June started to regret having said anything, for fear she’d struck a nerve.

“They are...?” Aurora asked. Her face softened with curiosity, which June hadn’t expected. “I guess I must have missed that on the schedule. Will you be attending?”

“I dunno, maybe?” June answered honestly. “I kind of...assumed you would be, is all,” June wheezed out, feeling cornered. She blushed and averted her gaze. “Since, you uh...you seemed like the social type.” She couldn’t ever seeing Aurora not talking to someone from any of the events of the last day or two. The only exceptions that came to mind were the time the girls spent setting their room up...

Okay, well, technically only Aurora set up her space. In June’s case her mother did it for her. Not for lack of intention to do it herself though! Her mom had just been sort of pushy about helping, that’s all!

“Do you...want me to go?” Aurora asked, her voice lilting and sweet. June had to physically stop herself from vocalizing some kind of deeply embarassing, unintelligible noise in shock. Why was THAT how her roommate responded? Blood flowed to her rapidly warming face.

“A-ah? Um,” June sputtered as she searched for words. “I mean, if I went, it would be nice if you did too, I guess?” She floundered, and only felt even more deeply embarassed when her struggle got an affectionate giggle out of Aurora. Aurora gazed softly down at her with her pretty, pretty eyes. Way too pretty for June to look into them, she didn’t feel brave enough to do that at the moment.

“I can come along, then,” Aurora almost sang back. June didn’t have the heart to correct her roommate and say she’d only brought it up to make conversation. All she could do was nod along with a smile.

The event was going about as well as June would’ve predicted. Mediocre music played way too loud, lots of strangers who were overall mostly friendly, and decent enough food and drinks (which were free). She kind of wandered around sampling things for a while before she got bored, but since Aurora had come along she stuck around feeling obligated to.

Besides, Aurora looked really happy. She was dancing all about in her pretty little sandals, she’d gotten dressed up in a glittery pale turqoise dress (which June didn’t think terribly much of but it obviously pleased Aurora), and a wide grin persisted on her face every time June got a glimpse of it. As the time ed, June ocassionally saw her roommate chatting up a stranger and felt warmth in her chest. It was...nice. She liked the vibe.

The music stopped briefly in between songs and June grabbed another cookie from the bar where those were on offer. She took one nibbling bite before realizing she didn’t like it and tossing it. The night sky looked alright out here, even if the blasting noise made it hard to appreciate the stars. She turned her gaze back to Aurora and saw the girl looking her way for the second or third time since the music started. June flashed a smile. It did the trick. Aurora scampered over to the stage and started dancing. Her movements were inelegant and unpracticed but her sheer enthusiasm made them look good anyway. June watched Aurora dance until the blue-eyed girl abruptly stopped mid-song and patted her side. She ran up to June.

Aurora said something and scurried off. June hadn’t heard what she said exactly—too loud, you really had to yell to be heard at these kinds of things—and she took two hesitant steps after her roommate. Aurora hadn’t sounded—or looked—particularly worried. Leaving her be was probably fine, right? Still, June had dragged Aurora along even if by accident. She frowned, having lost sight of her roommate already. They were basically still strangers, but still...

June checked the time. It was kind of late. With her one remaining tether disconnected, she shrugged her shoulders and left the dance. She texted Aurora that she had a headache and was returning to their dorm.

“Here, I bought some headache meds for you,” Aurora said softly as she held out a bottle with a smile. June—having reflexively lied earlier—froze.

“N-no, it’s gone now, I’m doing better thank you,” June sputtered out as she gently pushed at the bottle. Aurora frowned as she looked down at it, her face darkening slightly as her fingers curled tighter.

“Oh...sorry I took so long,” Aurora mumbled under her breath as she sort of sulked over to put the pill bottle on her dresser. “You didn’t stay out too long for my sake, did you?” June practically fell out of bed onto her face out of guilt.

“No, not at all,” June answered, flumoxed. It wasn’t entirely a lie—sure, she stayed later than she would’ve otherwise because of Aurora, but it was hardly for AURORA’S SAKE, you know? She just liked seeing how happy and carefree Aurora had looked. “Don’t worry about it. Are YOU okay?”

“Oh, um, yeah,” Aurora airily chuckled. “My mom called to make sure I was studying.”

“But...you...” June trailed off, her brows furrowing. “We’re like, one day into class. You’re a freshman too, aren’t you?”

“Well, yeah...but...I dunno. I’m here on scholarship and....” Aurora seemed stressed so June elected to drop the subject. She smiled.

“No worries, sorry. It’s pretty late, so—”

“Yeah.”

The two turned the lights off and got into bed. June tried not to think about the social interaction she had just totally bombed. Falling asleep took her a little bit because embarassment kept creeping up and nibbling on her brain, but she could hear Aurora fall asleep in minutes—clearly, her roommate did not face the same difficulty. Eventually though, June dozed off.

“Can I sit here?” Asked June, her face nervous. The table in front of her had seats for four, of which three were currently occupied by Aurora and two of her friends. Aurora looked up at her with a warm little smile and gestured yes, so June sat herself in the final empty chair. The two strangers briefly looked her way in between bites of their food. June felt a tug in her chest as it occured to her they might be judging her lunch of choice (chicken tenders and a Raid Or Aid). They all had more varied selections in front of them, including a coffee each.

June silently began to peel her chicken apart and eat it one chunk at a time, vaguely listening to the other three as they spoke. They were talking about sports, which apparently stemmed from one of them being part of the university’s rugby team. June had no idea the university even had a women’s rugby team to begin with. That meant the girl was probably at least a sophomore, right?

“So what do you do?” Asked the rugby player. June took an entire bite of chicken in between hearing the question and realizing it was directed at her. She froze, feeling trapped. Her eyes flew back and forth between the athlete’s expectant gaze and Aurora’s mild look of curiosity. She chewed in a rush and forced it down while trying to think of the least dangerous answer to give without lying. After June swallowed the bite of chicken, her fear overcame her caution.

“Hypnos-ACK!” She coughed up a fit and drank some her drink. She wasn’t using a straw because she’d forgotten to grab a lid. When she put the cup back down she noticed her tablemates making different expressions than she’d expected. There was no snickering, no mocking laughter, and zero eyeballs rolling in response to her claim. Okay, the stranger on her left looked concerned for her safety, which wasn’t completely unexpected. June pounded her chest while giving the girl a thumbs up. Her coughing slowed to a stop.

But the stranger on her right (the athlete) was reacting weirdly. Her face was turned diagonally at Aurora, and June saw traces of something smug on it. Aurora meanwhile hid her face in a flustered manner while eating her salad. Even the other stranger—her worries assuaged now—started to smile knowingly and turned her face towards Aurora.

“Well well, looks like your good karma is paying off!” Joked the athletic girl with an almost predatory grin. She tore a bite out of her pizza and shoved it down quickly. “Guess you don’t have to compromise after all!”

June blinked, confused. Usually people either made fun of her for believing it was real, or assumed she was trying to build a cool mysterious persona and thought she was cringey for it. She’d never itted this to strangers in the wild and gotten positive results before. She retreated in her chair a little and watched the other girls, her eyes flitful as she idly continued to eat.

“Well, just because she does hypnosis doesn’t mean she can hypnotize people,” Aurora tried to deflect. June’s face bent in confusion that bordered on being offended. The other two glanced at June for all of half a second before turning their faces—now more intensely teasing than ever—back towards Aurora.

“Yeah, well, based on the face she’s making I don’t think that difference matters here,” said the stranger on the left. She winked towards June, which made the girl squirm nervously a little. “Wait, you, um—June, right? Was that your name?” June nodded yes. “Okay, so you ARE her roommate. Got it, anyway, do you...know?”

“Know abouuuut...?” June answered, practically feeling a landmine under her tongue. They weren’t about to out Aurora as a lesbian hypnofetishist to her practically-a-stranger roommate on day, like, four of class were they? Aurora stared down at the table with a shocked expression that didn’t inspire confidence.

“Well, one of the orientation events was a performance by a stage hypnotist!” Said the athletic girl. She took a swig of her drink through a straw. “And Aurora here reaaally wanted to go but she had to miss it.

“It wasn’t THAT big a deal,” Aurora muttered under her breath looking dejected. June’s face started feeling hot. She shot to her feet. She glared at the other two.

“HEY! If she isn’t comfortable with you two telling me this, then lay off!” June barked angrily with her palms shoved against the table. She grabbed her bag and slung it over one shoulder, her glare intensifying. “I’m done here!” She turned and stomped off, not wanting to spend another minute around those people. It was only after she opened the door leading out that she realized she’d left Aurora behind.

What was she supposed to do about that? Turn back now and grab her? Aurora hadn’t finished eating, and besides, by now June had kind of lost the window on when taking her roommate and scurrying away would be more princely than...kidnapperish. She sighed, annoyed with herself for fucking up like that, but continued on her way regardless.

Aurora’s dainty knock had a particular sound to it, and June already knew it by ear (much like the girl’s footsteps).

“You live here too, come on in!” June replied. Then she realized Aurora might have forgotten her key and hopped to her feet, darting towards the door.

But it opened, and Aurora stepped inside. The door closed behind her, and she smiled at June.

“Hey,” Aurora said sheepishly. She held up a little paper container—June’s lunch. “You, uh...you left this behind earlier.” Touched, June took it and (not knowing what else to do) popped it in the microwave.

“Thank...you,” June said awkwardly as she started the device.

“No, thank...thank you,” Aurora said quietly. She looked straight down, where she fiddled with her fingers. The two stewed in a quiet muddled only by the sound of the microwave. Neither could find words, it seemed. The timer hit zero and it broke the silence with a loud beep. “I...I’m not used to...you know,” she fumbled, her fingers caressing each other in odd ways. June pulled her prize out of the microwave. She wanted to answer by saying something like, for instance, “no I don’t know actually,” but each variant she thought of came across hostile or annoyed. She didn’t want to be like that.

“It wasn’t a big deal,” June said instead. She sat on her bed and started eating the chicken. Aurora watched her but didn’t move from where she stood.

“I...think you got me wrong though,” Aurora said timidly. June nodded along. Denial, or her friends reading too much into it, or the typical triggerhappy weirdo behavior normal people had towards perverts (including alleged perverts). Surely.

“That’s fine. You don’t owe me an explanation if you don’t want to give one,” said June.

“W-well,” Aurora said weakly, “I...had been looking forward to it. But getting my meds to me took more of a process than I expected, and I missed the event, and...”

Oh?

June scarfed down the rest of her reheated food. She tossed the paper container in her little trashcan. She wiped her hands with a paper towel, her eyes trained on Aurora. The girl was very pretty. She had long straight hair—a very light brown color—that curled a little bit near the ends, and beautiful hazel eyes. Her face looked slight and dainty but very mature, with long lashes and a thin pair of lips.

“I kinda...wished I could’ve volunteered,” Aurora mumbled. Her eyes flickered with something before she donned a mask of joy. June watched with concern as Aurora’s face morphed unnaturally into a look of fake cheer. “That’s all. You win some, you lose some! I’m sorry my friends upset you—”

“Your friends upset YOU, though,” June said with a frown. She stood up. “Why do you care how that affected me?“

“Because they upset you?” Aurora answered, her voice uncertain. “And it wasn’t really your problem. It shouldn’t have been. Plus,” again Aurora’s expression flickered, “well, I kinda...need people to push me sometimes...”

June’s face pulled towards utter euphoria but she forcibly restrained it. Did that mean...?

“So you...DO want to be hypnotized?” June asked. Aurora gulped but nodded her head yes. June grinned and approached her. “Oh that’s good. Just back away and sit on your bed for me okay?” Aurora complied. Her movements were stiff and formal, almost like she felt some need to follow her orders “properly.” June meandered forward, drinking in the nervous but wantful way Aurora’s eyes were staying glued to her. It made her feel...in a word, powerful.

“That’s no way to hold yourself,” June purred, ing Aurora in bed sitting over her and stradding her waist. She was lost in the rush of hypnotizing a beautiful woman in person. Her hands slid their fingertips up the soft, silky flesh of Aurora’s arms as she leaned in closer. “You have to relaaaax for me, Aurora. Just let it out.” Aurora snorted out a long shaky exhale but her body remained rigid. June arched her back to push herself even closer, marching two fingers up Aurora’s spine as if they were a person’s legs. Aurora trembled softly.

“Haaah,” Aurora shuddered.

“Breaaathe. Relax. Just focus on my soft voice,” June whispered in her roommate’s ear. Her breathy voice had turned sultry and husky as her lips brushed Aurora’s earlobe. With their bodies pressed together like this, June felt Aurora’s soft chest and realized her boobs were bigger than expected. “You have suuuuch a soft body. So sweet and ripe and giving,” she practically hissed. Aurora’s body shuddered again at “giving,” and her eyes went hooded. “No sense in holding it so tight all the time. It’s a waste.”

“A...waste...?” Whispered Aurora, her body starting to sway. Good, good. She was remarkably cooperative, compared to what June expected.

“That’s riiiight,” June whispered as she leaned more against Aurora and gently pushed the girl onto her back. She massaged Aurora’s shoulders. “Let yourself loose, beautiful. Breathe innnnn my voice, my scent, my words, and breathe ouuuuuut,” she exhaled and listed to Aurora do the same, long and slow. “Goood girl. You’re a natural. Just relax, you’re safe here.” She continued to deepen Aurora’s trance.

“Now, let me count you down. Three, two, one...SLEEP!” Aurora went totally limp under her. “Good girl. Now, please tell me ‘I am deeply hypnotized.’”

Nothing. She had fallen asleep. Shit.