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Post by June on Jun 16, 2020 10:17:45 GMT -6
"As you look, the jungle returns around you. The smell, the flowers, the grasses, the rustling leaves, the tall trees, the heat..." He described the jungle in simple terms, but the tone and voice as he described it made it vivid. "Feel the straitjacket melt away into nothingness as you return to the way you're meant to be." He continued, actually slowing and dimming his spirals little by little gradually as the hypnotic induction continued.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on Jun 16, 2020 10:38:33 GMT -6
“Yes, take me back home, master.” Miraya smiled more widely in excitement while being relaxed by the coils and the colorful spirals. “You’ll love to see my full look when I’m off of my self-hugging cocoon.”
The numbness in the jungle girl’s body and mind was the first phase of Dekim’s powers. The second one finally came when her beautiful eyes were slowly decorated by the psychedelic spirals. As her visions faded into the colors to reflect them from the snake. She was starting to see her home in odd yet colorful shapes. The trees were in blue and orange rather than green and brown, the flowers were even more colorful than what she saw in her reality. Some were also black and gray. Miraya never expected the hypnosis to be that slow, but it was so unique and she loved it with amazement and her mouth opened.
It felt like she was being dragged back into the jungle where she belong, hoping her jacket was being melted by Dekim’s powers . “Wooooooooow, it looks......sooooooooo cooooool and pretty.”
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Post by June on Jun 10, 2023 22:49:40 GMT -6
Dekim chuckled slowly as she talked about her self-hugging cocoon. "I'm sure I will love your new look, pet..." He crooned softly. Indeed, it would seem to the cooped-up jungle girl that the straitjacket was melting away, just as she wished for. The colourful, psychedelic jungle that Dekim conjured up around her came more and more to life in bizarre colours and shifting shapes, and for a final touch he made the sky above into a big spiral, like his eyes. The clouds floating in that sky were fluffy and pink, reflecting the spiralling colours near the top where they faced the sky. Sometimes the clouds formed moving shapes, like elephants walking on two legs or squirrels chasing eachother playfully. "It does look cool and pretty, dear - much like you yourself do. This must be where you belong, if both are cool and pretty..." Dekim continued his rambling spiel, laying ideas into Miraya's mind carefully and suggestively.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on Jun 10, 2023 23:38:25 GMT -6
“Yesssssssss……” Miraya hissed cutely with a continuous tone of her voice who sees the colorful view of the jungle as her home rather being an imprisoned mental patient in the asylum that looked like another part that she had never been too, spirals spinning wildly on her eyes and mouth dropping in awe with a minor drool. “Ta-ta-take me baaaaack….”
Demik’s hypnotic powers were getting powerful enough to make the jungle girl speak oddly but still sounded hypnotic while the complete numbness eased her worries without any struggling. She couldn’t think about her straitjacket, the padded cell, nor the asylum. Just the beautifully colorful jungle that looked trippy to explore wildly naked in only her skimpy bikini loincloth out of the jacket to jump and swing through the trees for an energetic adventure that would make her feel impossible enough for the tall muscular orderlies to catch her again - she couldn’t get enough of it.
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Post by June on Jun 11, 2023 7:07:32 GMT -6
The hiss of Miraya saying "yes" turned into letters flashing in the colours of Dekim's spirals, floating out of her mouth as a long string of letter S's with "ye" on the end, and the floated lazily away from Miraya's lips and up into the spiralling sky. The drool pooling on Miraya's tongue also began to reflect Dekim's all-penetrating spirals, illuminating the roof of her mouth, before pouring out slowly like syrup. "Taking you back to the jungle, back into meee... Because you sssssee, my dear, I AM the jungle." He hissed extra loudly while saying this to drill the point deep down into Miraya's soft head, and for a moment brightened his spirals so much that everything was just a bright white, like a flash of lightning, again to push his influence deep inside the jungle girl. The spiralling multicolour rainbow jungle returned immediately after.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on Jun 11, 2023 11:11:31 GMT -6
The heavily cocooned jungle girl was loving the words she was reading in a familiar writing at the villages she visited that showed much of the knowledge despite having a fun wild nature. From her hypnotic point view, she was starting to float in the air at her spiraling surroundings in looping flips and turns as a transportation to the psychedelic jungle, and freed from her prisons that actually gave Dekim a revealing appearance of what she really looked without her thick heavy duty straitjacket despite the reality she was really in. In her delusional world, Miraya looked down at her slender, loincloth-clad body, knowing she wasn’t in her jacket, arms extend upward to see her movements while stretching them out. “I’m free again…”
(Do wanna see his point of view of her appearance and loincloth. He should love it)
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Post by June on Jun 11, 2023 16:16:50 GMT -6
As the freed jungle beauty flew through the pastel tree canopy, Dekim looked at his caged canary more closely. The entire landscape of this bizarre tropical wonderland was resonating with the spirals from his eyes, and as a result, he could see out of anywhere in it. He slowed time and took the opportunity to view Miraya from every angle he wished. For a pretty little canary, she really was quite a catch. Smooth, dark skin with the sheen and consistency of chocolate; long, luscious, shiny jet-black hair waving in glossy cascades; a picturesque and exquisite face, the kind that a sculptor might see and quit his job on the spot, having seen a perfection he could never replicate. And all this, adorned with just a simple loincloth and bandeau (not that he was complaining, Miraya needed no extra to look gorgeous). What a prize! A rare, stunning jungle bird, all his - at least in her mind, the rest would have to come later...
Dekim could have stared for hours like this, with a hungry gaze half lecherous and half the admiration of a collector gloating over his prize possession. But at long last, he returned time to normal, all without Miraya's noticing. "Yesssssssss, my ssssweet - freed by my liberating ssspiralsss, freed by belonging completely and utterly to me, the jungle itsssself..." He whispered, though the whisper echoed loudly throughout the entire jungle, and even right inside Miraya's head.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on Jun 11, 2023 22:39:26 GMT -6
Miraya walked her way to the nearest tree that looked familiar enough while understanding the difference between the normal and psychedelic world in the jungle, hip swaying back and forth playfully for a few steps, and then carefully climb up with a tight cling. What really caught her surprise with the gorgeous blue eyes widen and an adorable gasp was the tree changing its form by craving it down for the wild girl to climb more easily, which really appreciated her a lot, as she kept climbing and thought to herself Dekim’s powers was clearing her way to experience her trippy journey. Once she reached up to a branch that was thick enough to stand, it grew a little bigger for her. From her point of view, these shape-shifting changes were made to not only give her an experience as home but also stay safe from any danger no matter what are the senses. With a quick instant jump, she reach a pinkish vine, and swung through the colorful universe with glee to explore her newest surroundings, as she jumped off it and reached another pink vines for more jumping and swinging through the trees.
Meanwhile in the jungle girl’s reality, she was freed from the meaty coils, but was still packed in her thick heavy duty straitjacket with only her and bare legs visible, spiraling patterns fading in and out on her eyes with every vibrant color, a big goofy smile on her beautifully young face, and a light ringing sound resonated inside of her head. *PING*
She wasn’t freed like Dekim promised and what she was seeing , her imprisonment went to another level of delusion, which made her jumped around in the padded without any struggle, beating against the walls with a quick wild energy. Everything felt so safe to her both physically and mentally, but her challenges lies ahead.
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Post by June on Jun 12, 2023 1:49:26 GMT -6
Pink vines, swinging fruit in impossible shapes, dancing approximations of jungle animals, but all with spirals in their eyes... Inside her mind, Miraya was seeing it all. As a *PING!* rang through her mind the world inside her head wobbled for a moment, then returned to normal - as normal as it could be.
As Miraya began leaping and jumping around the room like the wild thing she was, a little alarm was going off in the security room that looked into her cell through one-way windows. Normally this alarm indicated that an inmate was having a seizure, that's how wild and uncontrollable the system regarded Miraya's erratic movements. In the chair sitting at the desk that this alarm was beeping on was John, fast asleep. He'd taken the night watch just to get to look at Miraya more, but it had caught up to him now as he couldn't keep his eyes open. Would the alarm wake him up?
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Post by thesnaker1990 on Jun 12, 2023 14:52:43 GMT -6
The jungle girl was having the time of her in this strange psychedelic world that was full of life unlike the hellish asylum, swinging and jumping through the tress, as her delusional world begins to shift into a more normal area of the jungle that isn’t trippy but beautifully familiar like Miraya remembered in her everyday life. With a rising high jump in the air for a playful trick, she hollers loudly in excitement before a perfect landing down into the soiled earth on foot. For someone who is trapped in a straitjacket and contained in a padded cell in reality, she never was suicidal and knew very well how to keep herself safe from all the obstacles and perils. She only became a patient for her youth, beauty and wildness, but was unaware of Dekim’s powers who also brings harm to her. Miraya’s energy didn’t stop there, she ran wildly through the paths for an exploration to discover something she had never been before while in her reality she was still running against the thick but soft padded walls that only last s few steps, but they bounced her back safely, as she was still standing with her feet against the uneven cushion floors. “Woooooo!!! Hoo-Hoo-Hoo!”
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Post by June on Jun 12, 2023 15:06:45 GMT -6
John awoke with a start, blinking the sleep out of his eyes. Seeing the flashing lights and hearing the blaring horn, he scrambled out of his chair and pulled the lever to sound the alarm for the block. He ran outside and met up with Mick, who was running from another patient's cell. The two quickly burst into the plain white padded cell...
Inside Miraya's mind jungle, two hulking behemoths of creatures lunged out of the undergrowth with horrid roars, a bear and a gorilla. Their feet stamped up clouds of dust from the soiled earth beneath as they bounded ravenously toward the wild girl. The bear went for her legs, grabbing at them with paws the size of Miraya's head. The gorilla, meanwhile, groped at Miraya's torso, trying to grab her wrists. The gorilla seemed more distracted, leering lecherously at the jungle beauty even as he attempted to restrain her.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on Jun 13, 2023 22:05:44 GMT -6
In the jungle girl’s delusional world, she was too unaware about the next challenge that was to come next face-to-face. Miraya was happily running free through her home that is beautiful as her wildly, naked in her skimpy loincloth that breathed her near-perfect body within the air and symbolizing her freedom from modesty. When she heard a loud roar, she thought it was far from the distant, but kept running until she was unexpectedly ambushed by the two giant animals that caught her with a shock in their grips. The young beauty was trying to pull herself out, but couldn’t do it without kicking, hands closed tightly for her fists to punch the gorilla in the face. Meanwhile in reality, the straitjacketed jungle girl were in the grips of the orderlies who is also struggling wildly to free herself from their muscular grasp, but is unharmed and more difficult to do so while screaming and hollering like a chimp with mad glee, tongue sticking out and eyes flashing around uncontrollably. “Ahhhhhh!!! Ahh!! Ahhh!! Eeeeeeehhhhh!!!”
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Post by June on Jun 14, 2023 8:50:28 GMT -6
"Ahhh! God, she got me in the nose!" John yelled in pain. "Get the standing restraint!" Mick yelled back, with a third orderly wheeling it in for them.
Back in the deep recesses of Miraya's confused, hallucinating mind, the bear and gorilla backed off momentarily - but returned with a vengeance. This time when they gripped Miraya's arms and legs, they brought the limbs into specific parts of the air, and her limbs were stuck in that position. In reality of course, they were strapped in to the restraint device, but perhaps Miraya's brain hadn't yet processed a jungle equivalent for it. The growling of the gorilla revealed that he had been hurt, at least a little, by Miraya's thrashing, but he was still copping both looks and feels, obviously enough even for Miraya.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on Jun 15, 2023 21:47:17 GMT -6
“Get off of me you big furry people!” The jungle girl cried thrashing madly to free herself both in her reality and delusional world. “I just got out of that asylum hell hole thing!”
Hurting someone that was on her grip was a small victory yet Miraya kept demanding them to let her go with her legs moving more frantically than before in her reality, which only lasted for a short moment and was roughly placed on the standing restraint’s padded board that was soft as the cell but was stiffened by the tighten straps and buckles that reduced her movements greatly with light struggles of squirming against both the standing and her straitjacket. Meanwhile in her other world she was actually seeing from her point of view, she too was being stiffed, placed on the soiled earth while being wrapped by the bear and gorilla in a few layers of thick heavy leaves, then tightened with vines around from her ankles to her neck with a hard yank for a helpless gulp and eyes widen that was mirroring the same situation with the giants. Her hollers and yells were no help to stop with no choice but to talk.
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Post by June on Jun 16, 2023 8:55:54 GMT -6
"Hold her arms." Mick ordered gruffly, and John gently held them down for him. Mick set to work strapping all the torso restraints in, now that they'd restrained her arms and legs - a strap over each of Miraya's shoulders connected in the middle just over her collarbone - they clipped together, with a slot for a third clip down the length of the body. But first, in case the clips broke, Mick had to connect the straps in place with a backup - built into the straps were elastic string running the length of the whole strap and attached at regular intervals, hanging loose where the straps ended in clips. Mick got both ends of the string, and tied them together in a complicated triple knot that made John whistle in approval. Then, from underneath Miaya's crotch came a strap that Mick pulled all the way up Miraya's tummy, pulled tight between her breasts before clipping it in, and tying it's string in another mind-bending knot around the first knot. "That should keep her still for now." Mick grunted, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
In the dream world, Miraya was now fully wrapped up in a cocoon of vines, the soiled earth and fallen leaves seeming to start to swallow her as reality tried to pull her back. "Ohhh Miraya... You didn't trussssst me enough, sssso now you've been captured... You sssshould have ssstayed with me, become blisssssfully sssservile and happy..." Dekim's voice said from nowhere that Miraya could see. The voice boomed and echoed around the dreamy jungle, bouncing off trees and vibrating through the sky - but loudest of all, it echoed right in between Miraya's ears, rattling her hypnosis-addled brain. Strangely enough, the bear and the gorilla didn't seem to hear it at all.
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