The Hypnotic Sinking Story [Full Text]

My dream girl is getting married, but the groom isn't me.

Many people probably have this experience, right? After all, not everyone is so lucky to have their first love. Most people have to experience heartbreak, love, and setbacks in love before finding a partner to walk the path of life with.

Now, I'm watching the person I love most get married.

And I'm even acting as a volunteer photographer—it's like something out of a third-rate TV drama.

Unfortunately, when this happens to me, it's not funny at all.

My gaze never leaves the bride.

The soft white veil, like mist, envelops her graceful figure. Her already full breasts, accentuated by the wedding dress, appear even more curvaceous, high, and firm. The delicate skin revealed beneath the low-cut dress is dazzling; her silky smooth breasts are breathtakingly beautiful, seemingly whiter than the white wedding dress itself.

Her long, flowing hair was styled into a bun, and with the veil on, she looked so pure and beautiful. A string of pearls adorned her neck, and matching earrings completed the look. The bride's shy, smiling face would leave any male speechless.

Her large, watery eyes glanced at me casually, then she was drawn to the shouts behind her.

"Ms. Tongguchi, you look so beautiful today!"

"Silly boy, Ms. Tongguchi is beautiful every day. But you look especially beautiful today!" "Ms. Tongguchi, are you resigning after your wedding? We'll all miss you!" My female classmates were chattering incessantly around Rika.

Sigh, what a bunch of gossips! Compared to our female teacher, they're like swans compared to chicks—utterly incomparable.

Rika Tongguchi, our English teacher and homeroom teacher, is twenty-eight years old.

At the same time, she was also my first love, but before I even had a chance to confess, she was already… “Ah, it’s you guys? Thank you for coming today. Although I’ll be resigning after I get married, I won’t forget you all… and you shouldn’t forget your teacher either.” “We won’t forget… anyway, if we have time, we can visit our teacher at Ishioka’s house!” “Yeah, yeah…” “Hey, Hideaki,

I’m so envious of you. From now on, you’ll be living under the same roof as Rika-sensei.” My classmate and best friend, Matsui Ichiro, saw my listless appearance and deliberately tried to cheer me up. Hearing Ichiro’s teasing, my heart sank.

“Really? So what? She’s not marrying me, just my dad… What’s there to envy about seeing something you can’t have?” I said bitterly, my face must have looked terrible.

Yes, my dream girl, Tokeguchi Rika-sensei, is marrying my father today. After this day, she won’t be Tokeguchi Rika anymore, but Ishioka Rika.

My first love became my stepmother. If it hadn't happened to me, I probably would have found it amusing, right? But right now, all I want to do is cry. How could this plot, worse than a third-rate TV drama, happen to me?

Why did my mother have to die so young? If she were still alive, my father wouldn't have remarried, and he wouldn't have married my teacher, my teacher Rika.

Never before have I felt such longing for my deceased mother.

Mom… if you were still here…

perhaps this is the biggest impact of my mother's early death on me?

I never imagined my father would act so quickly; only six months after the parent-teacher conference, he had already won over my teacher.

Seeing my dream girl about to become my stepmother, what can I do but smile bitterly?

Not wanting to see the commotion in the church any longer, I silently turned and left.

The church was located in a quiet area, in the suburbs, surrounded by lush greenery, rarely seeing anyone—completely different from the bustling city.

I never imagined that the person who would change my life would meet me at this very moment, during the most dejected time of my short life of just over a decade.

As I walked dejectedly out of the church, intending to take a walk nearby… “Young man, do you wish to fulfill your heart’s desire?” “?” A deep, captivating voice sounded behind me.

That magnetic voice seemed to possess infinite magic.

It was like a deep female voice, yet also like a slightly magnetic male voice, filled with an eerie charm that made one feel dizzy upon hearing it.

“Young man, do you wish to fulfill your heart’s desire?” That strange, yet magical voice was clearly directed at me.

I turned around abruptly, and a tall, thin man in black suddenly appeared before me.

There was clearly no one around just now, how did he get here?

His attire, completely concealing his body, made it difficult to discern his gender. Of medium build, he wore a top hat, and the collar of his long black coat was turned up, burying four-fifths of his face in shadow, making it impossible to see his features or even be certain of his gender.

The man in black seemed to sense the doubt in his eyes; a slight, cold smile played on his lips.

My mood had already plummeted. I was deeply disgusted by this bizarre attire, assuming he was one of those charlatans trying to swindle me out of money. Ignoring the eerie aura emanating from him, I coldly stared at the man in black and said, "If you're a quack trying to cheat me out of money, then get lost. I'm in a terrible mood today." Unexpectedly, the man in black remained unmoved.

A handsome face, a tall frame, and eyes as cold as ice—what did this strange man in black want with me?

"Hehe... If you drive me away, your lover will fall into someone else's arms." The man in black looked at me with piercing eyes.

In the shadow of his hat, his eyes seemed to emit an extremely sinister light, captivating the eye.

My heart suddenly trembled. "He"... who is he? How does he know me...? He actually saw through my thoughts? How is that possible?

"You... what's your plan?"

I originally wanted to ask him directly who he was, but I swallowed hard, and this question came out of my dry throat.

"Take this pocket watch. Take your lover to a deserted place, face the watch to her, and recite a spell. She'll be at your mercy. Sounds good, right?" The man in black ignored my question, took out a pocket watch with a faint bluish glow from his coat pocket, explained how to use it, and put it in my hand.

"Will it really work? How much does this thing cost?" I looked at the thing in my hand with a face full of doubt.

"No money required. Just take a nude photo of your lover and a photo of her wearing sexy lace stockings after you've done it, and send it to me. Don't worry, I won't use it to blackmail you or your lover. I'll just collect it as a souvenir." "Nude...nude photo?" Just thinking about Rika's naked body almost made my nose bleed.

"Also, the way to use this pocket watch is... like this, understand?" "That's all?" "Yes. By the way, this pocket watch can only be used on the same person once. It won't work again after that. If you want to enjoy your lover anytime in the future, remember to bring all your recording equipment and take shameful photos to blackmail her, understand? Also, if you want to give your lover any orders, remember to think carefully, because you only have one chance. Once you give an order, you can't change it." After saying [the whole thing], the man in black turned and left.

"Hey... what's the incantation? How can I contact you again?"

The man in black didn't turn around and flicked a business card at me.

The business card seemed to be held by an invisible hand, slowly but steadily floating towards me in the air.

It only had a name and phone number on it. "The incantation is 'South African anteater,'" 　　"Hypnotist?" "

Don't make an irreparable mistake like the previous holder of the pocket watch! Young man, choose your own future..." The captivating, magnetic voice of the man in black drifted from afar. 　Looking at the name on the card, I walked back to the church with a heavy heart. 　　My mind was in turmoil. 　　Was the man in black's words 　　...trustworthy? 　　If I used this pocket watch on Rika...would it really work? What 　　...what should I do? 　　With a troubled mind, I slowly walked back to the church. 　　In the distance, I could already see Rika's figure. 　　A radiant smile, a graceful figure. 　　Such a woman, snatched away by that stinky old man... 　　can I tolerate this? 　　No! No way! 　　If I have to watch Rika marry my father, I might as well try this pocket watch to see if it works! 　　A dark fire of jealousy burned fiercely in my heart. 　　Blinded by the black flames of envy, I decided to listen to a stranger and make a move on my dream girl. 　　With my mind made up, I began to plan everything. 　　Although it was called a plan, I didn't think too much about it. I just hoped to lure Rika to a secluded place before the ceremony, so I could at least test if the pocket watch worked. 　　If it didn't work, then it was all over. 　　"Takeshi, Takeshi-sensei, could you come here for a moment? It seems like someone is calling you. They're in the phone booth, line one." I took advantage of a break and said to the lone Rika. Perhaps because of nervousness, my voice was a little hoarse. 　　I hoped I could successfully lure her to the empty phone booth! I silently prayed to the devil in my heart. 　　"Hmm, is it Ishioka-kun?...By the way, who called?" Hearing my voice, Rika smiled at me, slightly puzzled, and asked. 　　She probably couldn't guess who would call her at a time like this, could she? Of course she couldn't guess, because I had simply made it up. 　　"I don't know, it was a staff member from the church who told me. I wasn't on the phone, so I don't know either," I said awkwardly, avoiding her eyes. 　　At that moment, both my expression and tone were incredibly stiff. If the teacher had even a hint of wariness, she would have noticed my abnormality. 　Unfortunately, today was her big day, and in her excitement, she was oblivious to my strange expression. 　　Moreover... she trusted me completely and had absolutely no defenses against me... "Ah... is that so? Then I'll go listen to it." The gentle teacher, without a shred of doubt about the words of this usually obedient and well-behaved student who would become her stepson, stood up to answer the phone. 　　"Hmm... could it be your ex-lover calling?" I felt my palms were sweating profusely, and I forced a not-so-funny joke. 　　Rika gently tapped my head with her hand. 　　"Hey kid, don't talk nonsense. What ex-lover did I have? Don't be so disrespectful. And from now on, you don't need to call me Mr. Tongguchi anymore, just call me Rika." Looking at Rika's smiling face, my heart sank. 　　If I could, how I would want to hold you in my arms and call you "my Rika"! 　　"By the way, Hideaki-san, where's the phone booth?" 　　"It's hard to explain, I'll take you there." 　　"Okay." 　　Rika, who followed me, [the whole story] completely innocent, followed me to the deserted phone booth next to the church. 　　She probably never imagined that her student, her future godson, would have such ill intentions towards her. 　　"Line 1? Hmm..." 　　Picking up the phone and pressing the line 1 button, Rika looked confused. 　　"Why is no one here... Did they hang up because they couldn't wait?" "Huh? Teacher, look what this is?" "Oh?" I felt my heart pounding so loudly that even the teacher could hear it. Whether I succeeded or not depended on this moment. 　　"Teacher, look at this pocket watch? It's strange... Look at those patterns... It seems to glow and twinkle... Look closely... Teacher..." Rika turned her head and saw the pocket watch dangling in my hand. Hearing my words, her attention was drawn to the ancient engravings on the watch. 　　In the instant Rika's attention was focused on the watch, I softly uttered the incantation: 　　"South African anteater." 　　The ruby inlaid on the watch emitted an eerie light, flashed, and then vanished. 　　Rika suddenly froze, her eyes becoming vacant. 　　"Teacher, look into my eyes..." 　　With a blank expression, Rika slowly looked up at me. 　　"Shumei...you..." 　　"Don't speak...look into my eyes, don't think about anything...you can't move now, slowly, your mind will go blank, don't think about anything...you'll feel very comfortable, you won't have to think about anything, you'll feel very at ease...as long as you're by my side, you don't have to worry about anything..." Following the black-clad man's instructions, I concentrated all my spirit and will, using the pocket watch to bewitch Rika, putting her into a hypnotic state. 　　Having never studied hypnosis, it would be difficult for me to hypnotize someone, but with the help of the pocket watch, and given Rika's upcoming wedding and her inevitable anxieties, I was able to seize the opportunity and successfully hypnotize her. 　　However, the mage also said that because I used the pocket watch's magic, the hypnosis could only be successful once; it wouldn't work on the same woman again. 　　But, hehe...once is enough. As long as I imprint the command in Rika's mind, she will fall into a hypnotic state whenever I recite the incantation, completely at my mercy. 　　The only inconvenience is that I can no longer change the instructions given during the first hypnosis session, right?

"Rika, you must obey me... Your strength is slowly fading, bit by bit, drop by drop, slowly disappearing... You only see me, you only hear my voice, you'll feel safe by my side... Listen, if I pat your chest once, your memory will rewind a year, understand?" "I... understand..." I reached out, slowly, towards Rika's high breasts.

Gently, I patted the delicate part of her body.

The feeling of pressing against her wedding dress was incredibly soft, like cotton, with soft, elastic breasts inside. The warm touch almost made my nose bleed.

(This is... the feeling of touching Rika's breasts...)

Rika is twenty-eight years old this year, so to make her regress to the mind of a five-year-old, I have to pat her breasts twenty-three times... I must try my best to maintain my rationality in order to complete this arduous task. To pat the breasts of my dream lover twenty-three times is by no means an easy task for a young man full of vigor. Several times I almost couldn't restrain myself and wanted to push my teacher down and take my place on the spot. Fortunately, I managed to restrain myself in the end, but I almost forgot how many times I patted her.

"Little Rika...you'll feel safe by my side...you can never rebel against me, rebelling will make you uneasy, obeying my commands will bring you unparalleled joy...do you understand? Speak...tell me...say, 'I, Rika, will always obey you, Hideaki.' Just say it, and you'll feel at ease, you'll feel joy...speak..." Children's minds are more easily [entirely] open to others. First, I used hypnosis to bring the teacher's memories back to childhood, then I used the child's naive mind, which doesn't know how to build up defenses, to train and imprint a mark on the soul. That was a trick taught to me by the mysterious man in black who called himself a hypnotist. I used it on my dream lover for the first time, and I was inevitably anxious, but seeing Rika's expression, I knew I had succeeded.

I used a murmuring tone to gradually bring Rika into a deep hypnotic state, slowly making her a prisoner of my soul. Her eyes became dull, her gaze unfocused, fixed on the front, as if she could see through my eyes, through my head, and into the endless void behind me.

"I, Rika... forever... obey Hideaki..." Rika's face was blank, expressionless, slowly following my instructions and obeying my commands.

"Very good. Now, you are at ease. Slowly fall asleep... With me by your side, you can sleep peacefully, like soaking in a hot spring... warm, quiet, and full of security. Your eyelids are getting heavy... slowly, close your eyes. Close your eyes... sleep... sleep..." As if dozing off, Rika slowly closed her eyes.

I felt a cold sweat on my hands. Success! The man in black was right! Now, as long as I bring Rika into a deeper level of consciousness, and give commands in a deeper hypnotic state, Rika will become my human puppet, completely at my mercy.

∩ It's in the phone booth... This location is not private enough. It seems better to move to another location first.

I thought for a moment and said to Rika, "Slowly open your eyes. You have to trust me completely. Now, follow me." Rika's face was expressionless, her eyes vacant, and

she slowly followed behind me. Fortunately, most people were gathered around... My palms were sweating profusely

. After leading Rika to what appeared to be an abandoned room, I finally calmed down. If someone had seen Rika and me earlier, I would be dead. Rika's vacant look would seem suspicious to anyone, right? If we had run into someone I knew... I wiped the cold sweat from my brow, not daring to think any further.

Perhaps I had been too reckless.

Fortunately, we didn't encounter anyone along the way. I carried Rika with trepidation, my heart pounding. If we had met someone else, I might have fainted from fright.

Rika still had a blank expression, her eyes unfocused as she stared at me, awaiting my next instruction.

[The whole thing] She was completely under my hypnosis, losing the ability to think, like a doll at my mercy. But she was the most beautiful doll in the world… "Rika, can you hear me?" I asked tentatively.

"Yes." A monotone, lifeless voice. Rika was now just my human doll, devoid of life.

Hmm… what instruction should I give? I

only have one chance. Once I give the instruction, it will be restricted after she regains consciousness, and I can never change it again.

Although I've heard that other hypnosis techniques don't have this restriction, I'm just an amateur. I can only successfully hypnotize others with the help of that strange pocket watch in my hand, so I probably don't have the freedom of ordinary hypnosis.

Therefore, the instruction I give now is extremely important.

I thought for a moment, then slowly said, "Okay. Listen, you are my slave. You can never disobey my orders. As long as it's my order, Hideaki Ishioka's order, no matter how shameful, embarrassing, or against your will, you will do it. Understand?" "Yes... I understand." It felt like an eternity before Rika finally nodded blankly.

Okay, so that's how it is!

Since I can't think of any instructions right now, and the chance for the mind imprint is only once, I might as well give a more flexible order: Rika must obey any of my orders from now on. Then, how I train her will be up to me, won't it?

However, what I didn't expect was that this vague order would later cost me dearly... Suppressing my excitement, I continued:

"From now on, whenever Hideaki Ishioka says 'South African anteater,' you will fall into a deep hypnotic state, [entirely] obeying my orders without the slightest resistance, do you understand?" Seeing her nod and utter the words "I understand," I continued,

"When I say 'South African anteater' backwards, you will wake up from a deep hypnotic state and won't remember anything that happened during the hypnosis. In your waking state, you will only have immense affection for me, Hideaki Ishioka. You can't hate me. Even if I do something, you will like me and forgive me. Moreover, whenever you have sex with another man, you will have sexual fantasies about me that night and dream about having sex with me. Do you understand?" "Yes, I understand." "Besides not disobeying my requests at all during the hypnotic state, you will also try your best to fulfill any of my requests within the possible scope during your waking state, do you understand?" "Yes...I understand." "The most important point is that you absolutely cannot remember what you did during the hypnotic state. Once you try to remember what happened during the hypnosis, you will have a deep sense of unease. Only by stopping thinking about it can you eliminate this unease, understand?" "...Yes, I understand." I really don't know how to give instructions, after all, I'm not an expert in hypnosis. But, this should be enough for now, right? Although I can't change any instructions, with these commands, Rika should be able to let me do as I please, and there shouldn't be any trouble, right?

"So, now, every time I kiss you, your memory will increase by one year, up to now, understand?" "Understood." I suppressed my inner excitement and gently kissed Rika's red lips.

That feeling is hard to describe in words.

I felt as if I were in paradise, my dream lover's lips at my beck and call. With each kiss, Rika's mental state matured a little more. After more than twenty kisses (I was so happy I completely forgot how many...), my teacher's memory returned to this moment.

I looked at the beautiful woman before me, swallowing hard. My beloved Rika, whom I had longed for day and night, stood before me, obeying my every command without question.

"Very good. Now lift your skirt and let me see your underwear." I tried my best to keep my voice from trembling.

"Yes." Under hypnosis, Rika obediently lifted her wedding dress with both hands.

Ah... the secret scene of my dreams. Finally, I could see it.

I sighed inwardly, seeing Rika's fair thighs, clad in pure white lace stockings, her long, beautiful legs gradually revealed before my eyes. Rika's eyes lost their usual liveliness and brilliance, [the entire text] completely unlike the captivating gaze she usually displayed during class; she simply stared blankly ahead. Her consciousness controlled, she slowly exposed her private parts to her student, her stepson, me, Hideaki Ishioka.

My breathing quickened, and I crouched down, facing Rika's exposed skin. White lace panties were right before my eyes; my breath even touched Rika's private parts.

"Open your legs."

"Yes."

Rika, like an obedient robot, spread her long legs.

"Now, take off your wedding dress."

Without hesitation, Rika slowly reached behind her and unzipped the wedding dress.

To avoid soiling the dress, I hung it on the buttons behind the door.

Rika, wearing only her underwear, [the entire text] fully revealed her exquisitely beautiful figure.

Large when it should be large, small when it should be small. Her breasts were high and firm, appearing full and rounded against the backdrop of a lace bra the same color as her panties, soft and delicate like cotton candy.

"Rika, sit on the table, then spread your legs wide in front of me." The obedient doll silently followed my command. Wearing stockings, she struck a lewd pose before me, her legs wide open, allowing me a clear view of the center point covered by her panties at the base of her thighs.

I stepped forward and removed the front clasp of her bra. With a "click," her alluring breasts sprang free, swaying gently before my eyes. I reached out and felt her firm breasts, the warmth and softness of her skin as I gently squeezed them, the nipples a pale pink, exuding a feminine fragrance.

I lightly pressed my fingers against the nipples, rotating them. At the same time, I brought my lips to Rika's cherry-like mouth and kissed her. Savoring the fragrance of Pear's saliva and the sensation of her delicate tongue, I slipped my own tongue inside, deftly exploring every part of her mouth. My hands tirelessly stimulated Pear's breasts, fully possessing her.

Although she was hypnotized and had lost consciousness, the latent instincts within her hadn't vanished. Her desires were stirred by my clumsy and immature flirting techniques, and Pear's breathing gradually became rapid. I then moved one hand towards Pear's lower body; her panties were slowly becoming wet.

I stretched her legs forward and pulled them straight, removing her panties, my gaze fixed on...

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