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Nov 09, 2025 08:00 pm
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Limewah's Hypnovember 2025
Day 9 - Virus (Bradenwuff)
"S! I! S-S-Y! I'M A SISSY! I LIKE GUYS!"
"S! I! S-S-Y! I'M A SISSY! I LIKE GUYS!"
My skirt bounces as I dance down the hallway towards the locker rooms. My knee goes up, then my footpaw kicks right up towards the ceiling. Each time I do, I get an eyeful of the white knee socks wrapped tightly around my muscly calves. I don't like how good the tight socks feel… I don't like how my dick's sticking out, swinging around like a wand inside the bulging pink panties I've got on… even when my legs aren't up in the air, my dick's long and hard enough to make my skirt tent too…! My olive-coloured wolf tail keeps wagging back and forth in time with this faggy chant… S-stupid tail! I'm not having fun! THIS ISN'T FUN! Stop wagging…!
The pink pompoms rustle as I barrel-roll my hands around each other. Each time I kick, my arms go out towards the sides. I'm light on my feet, bouncing on my toes as I continue down the hallway. The huge pink backpack over my shoulder bounces with me. it's heavy, but I barely feel its weight… "S! I! S-S-Y!" I'M A SISSY! I LIKE GUYS!" My dick throbs in time to the chant. It feels good… too good! I've got a big smile on my face too as I keep chanting and chanting and chanting… I sound like a fucking sissy! I… am a Sissy, I like Guys - NO! I don't want this, I can't control it… The thing in my skull is tugging on my brain like it's a video game controller. Each time my leg jerks, I can feel a zap. It's a constant beat like a dripping tap, and it's driving me fucking nuts! I can hear my teammates ahead of me, chatting and laughing. Oh fuck, no, they're going to see me like this, and I'm never gonna live it down! They're gonna call me cheerleader, or cheerfag, or Bitchbraden, or… UGH! I'll have to drop outta Sycamore U, move across the country and change my identity…
Unless… I can just… get control of my… body again-! I feel another jolt, and my cock fucking throbs in my tight panties. My dick's too big for it, it's gonna slip out and tent the short skirt I'm wearing… Fuck, this is even worse… They're gonna see this is turning me on - no, no, it's not turning me on, it's just making my dick hard. I d-don't want… this…! Not when we're about to go into the field, up against our rivals at Mesmer U…
All this after I watched that dumb sissy hypno video on a dare… At the time I just laughed at it. Even the title was stupid - TURN YOURSELF INTO A SISSY CHEERLEADER! HYPNOSIS ASMR M4M REAL It was so badly done. It had a really bad robot voice and all this weird noise in the background while this pink and white spiral swirled on the screen. It was stupid! So stupid. I didn't think it'd work on anyone even if they were listening to it on loop for like 3 days straight. …I maybe listneed to it a couple times, but that wouldn't have been enough, would it…? It isn't a big deal that I just kinda had it on in the background while I was working out, until I could quote it word for word, esp…especially the thing I'm chanting right now… "S! I! S-S-Y! I'M A SISSY! I LIKE GUYS!"
"So how's this even supposed to work?" "The mind-virus is transmitted through subtle binaural inflections within the audio file. It eventually will induce a compulsion to speak a repetitive phrase that can be spread, well… orally." "Like, making out?" "That's the great part. No. The chant's all that's needed. Language is the vector. I got the idea from a horror movie. I gotta show you it." "Only if not's one of those weird nerdy horror movies." "It's a zombie movie! Actually it's a really fun take on the genre, especially-" "Don't care, nerd. Just send him the video."
"Braden? That you?" Nonononono… They can hear me chanting from the hallway! I see a black dragon with pale blue horns peek out from around the corner. Bryan's already down to just wearing a towel… and he starts laughing at me! "GUYS! C'mon! You gotta see what Braden's doing!" No no, turn back, turn back…! My dancing intensifies, and I pump up the volume of my chanting too… I'm almost shouting it!
He keeps laughing, and he raises a claw to point at me… before it drops down, and his smile starts to soften, and… his lips are starting to move. "What're you even saying, bro… Sissy? You like guys?!" "S! I! S-S-Y!" "You're a sissy…" he says, along with me… "you like guys…?" Oh no… I can see it in his eyes, he's starting to pick up the words too… A smile starts to return to his face, but it's not the smile he had when he was laughin'… it reminds me of what my smile feels like… "S… I… S-S-Y…" he nods along. His grin's getting bigger, dumber-looking, and his pupils are getting really thin… Oh fuck. He's starting to do it too! I want to tell him to stop, to fuck off, stop making fun of me… but even if I could, I c "I'm a Sissy! I like guys!" He kicks up in the air, and turns around to dance into the room ahead of me… I hear them laughing… and their laughter gets even louder as I dance right into the middle of the room. I can't even look around, or signal to them to cover their ears… It's already too late. Bryan's started to chant along too, and it's spreading… to the puma, to the rhino, to the naga, to the eagle, the honey badger…
Even Coach Mike… I see the big barrel chested gator go for his whistle with anger and panic in his eyes. Maybe if he was quicker, if he blew it in time, maybe that could have snapped us outta it… But the moment the whistle's on his lips, he starts to chant, and it tumbles down to dangle at his chest… Then he yanks it off so he can get as naked as everyone else…! There's no stopping the dance, or the chant. I keep dancing. Their shoulders are the first parts of them that join in, along with their feet… they bounce on the balls of their feet, kicking off their cleats and starting to sway… Then everyone who's still dressed starts to take everything off, whipping off their tank tops… We're all so fucking hot. I l-like looking at them, I like guys…! Yeah, I'm a sissy, I like guys… N-no, no I'm not! F-Fuck! Fuck! No! Braden, c'mon, snap outta it…! Guys, shake me out of it, please…!
Everyone's dancing and chanting along now… their eyes are wide like mine, their smiles are big and girly, and they're bouncing up and down like puppy dogs…
I bounce in a circle and slide the backpack off of my body. I unzip and it spills out skirts, tube tops, pompoms… enough for everyone on the team! Guys, no, don't put them on, don't put them on…! They have to stop dancing, but they don't stop the chant! Their deep voices get higher, girlier, some of them even go into a squeaky head voice like they're trying to What's that called? Fal…setto or someth…ing..? H-hard to think, to r-remember… S… I… S-S-Y… I'm a Sissy, I like Guys, there's no room for anything else… NNGH! N-no…
Fuck, I feel like I just blinked and the whole team's already finished changing… They're all dressed up like me too… tank tops, tented skirts, long socks… Our outfits are bright pink, with the silhouette of a Sycamore tree on them… covered in glittery sequins, with the text Sissymore U beneath it. Oh fuck. No… No…
"Let's go~!" my throat giggles! "We gotta show how cute and sissy we are to the whole stadium…!" "Yeaaah~!" "One-Two-Three-Four!" "S-I-SS-Y! WE ARE SISSIES! WE LIKE GUYS!"
I lead the way as we dance down the hall, out towards the stadium, still a prisoner in my own body… The more the chant continues, the less power I feel I have… and the more relaxed I feel. And the more my cock dribbles pre, making a big stain in my cute… rrgh… s-stupid panties… It feels r-really nice… T-too nice…
"But what about us? Is their chanting gonna… uh, infect us?" "Oh, it won't. The aural stimulation disperses into the atmosphere and is quickly diluted; it needs a small space with lots of reverberation- sorry, that means-" "Yeah, I follow, you don't gotta dumb it down. I understand you just fine." "But you like it when I use big nerdy words…" "No, they make me want to shove your face between my legs and shut you up." "Threatening me with a good time…" "Ugh. You fuckin' nerd. So we just keep our distance and let them do their thing until they automatically forfeit?" "That's right. And there's nothing in the rulebook against it. So you're in the clear, sexy." "Rrgh. Stop calling me that."
I hear the crowds ahead of us. But the chant drowns it out. It rolls through my head even as I march… This is bad, this is bad, c'mon boys… one of us has gotta be able to snap out of it before it's t…too late… No one snaps out. No one comes to our rescue. We all keep dancing in formation, completely synchronised, like we've been cheerleaders all our lives… The crowd starts to cheer ahead of us as the commentator's voice comes through… "And it sounds like we've got the Sycamore U cheer squad coming out at last… hopefully the Sycamore Strikers won't be too far behind… and here we…"
"WE! ARE! SISSYMORE U!" "WATCH US DANCE! ENJOY THE VIEW!"
The chants keep bouncing around us, and we keep dancing… there's new moves, too! We're sticking our asses in the air and shaking them around, and our tails are raising up high to show off the pink panties we've got on… Mentocity University's team are watching us with crossed arms and big smiles… like they knew this was gonna happen…! Some of them even have their phones out - so many flashes pointing at us to get every angle… Rrrgh, I wanna run over to them and knock their teeth out but I can't.. stop… dancing! All I can do is twist my body to shake my ass and wiggle my tail in their direction as we kick, prance, and dance… And chant that f-fucking chant…
"S! I! S-S-Y!" "WE ARE SISSIES! WE LIKE GUYS!" "WE! ARE! SISSYMORE U!" "WATCH US SHAKE! ENJOY THE VIEW!"
No one on our side of the bleachers is making a sound. Our friends, family… They're so freaked out… do they think we're doing this because we want to? …Do we want to? Do I want to? …heeh…. it is kinda fun to do the chant. I feel really light on my feet, really bouncy… My pecs and cock are definitely bouncing like crazy, and… and my muscles are getting shown off too, and… Wait… maybe this is what a sissy's meant to be like. Maybe sissies can have muscles and big swinging dicks, and tight clothes… Maybe I am a… We are… Sissies… We like guys…!
I give up control to the chant, and I suddenly feel freer than I ever have before… our chants echo in each others' ears, and we all stay in perfect time with each other…! We are Sissymore U! I put on a show, and let everyone enjoy the view…~! Heehee~!
"So, I watched the movie you were talking about… it was fuckin stupid." "Pearls before swine. I didn't think you would." "Fine. Whatever. Here's your payment…" "Mmmh… oh these are ripe. Did you just take them from practice?" "Yeah. The rest of the team was happy to give them up. They said thanks for winning us the Cup." "Just 'thanks'? Heh… I think I deserve more than that." "Well, tough shit, nerd. You're n-not…" "Mindslave time." "Nng…nh… D-Doctor B-Benny is so hot… wh… wha…w-w…" "Just let the chant bubble up. There we go." "w…we obey his every thought! Doctor Benny… is so hot! We obey his every thought!" "Heh… 'Doctor Benny'. can't wait till I get my Doctorate for real… "Doctor Benny is so hot! We obey his every thought!" "Mmh~ Let's get you marching back to the rest of the team… then you'll bring everyone here for me once you've all got the chant memorised. Why settle for sniffing your jockstraps when I can get 'em from the source…~" "Doctor Benny is so hot! We obey his every thought!"
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