Duth "Chloe" Olec
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Icon by FrostyHibiscus Header Stella Maris and OrangeInACan 35 and getting older. Leave if you're under 18! Cute silly hypnosnakerotica and romance by an ace genderfog cloud. You can find my works here https://cloudycuckoocosmos.com/hypnosisnakerotica/
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also! ALSO!!! I have drafted a new #LamiaPathsways segment! It's actually 10b.
However, I'm going to write more following segments before I do edits, so the wait for new segments will be a bit longer... but I am letting $5+ Patreons see the drafts on my Discord server!! www.patreon.com/dutholec
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I say do it, but I'm also at the point where whenever gender is binary'd at work I will make it a problem. I've asked HR which bathroom I should use because I don't feel comfortable in male or female!
actually do you mean uncomfortable for you or for them
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Silly little #hypnosis poem from December 2019

Gaze, gaze, gaze into
The lamia’s eyes that gleam
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,
Life’s now but a dream
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I wish I could be one of those
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A few years ago I got art done for Halloween for an AU Lila in Little Witch Academia who's a witch professor and starts dating Professor Ursula.
Art on the left was by @starlett.bsky.social, art on the right was by Ono-Fire
#lamia #naga #snake #witch #LittleWitchAcademia
Black-haired lamia wearing the Little Witch Academia teacher uniform hugging Professor Ursula in her arms and coils. Her snake body is dark violet with a blue underside, and they're sitting on a big round couch. Comic of Lila in a violet dress and Professor Ursula. In panel 1 she's singing while Ursula watches from a couch; Lila's tail is curled on the couch behind her. In panel 2 she wraps her tail around Ursula, who looks in surprise, and in panel 3 she pulls Ursula close, giving her a wink as Ursula blushes.
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Lasting in the Jinn World is a 2023 microstory. A hypnotic #jinn warns you of the dangers of listening to a hypnotic jinn.
Love a hypnotist telling you exactly what they're doing knowing you have no chance to resist. I also apparently write a lot of horny jinn
#hypnokink #hypnosis #djinn #genie
Lasting in the Jinn World
Content warning: non-consensual jinn hypnosis, mind control, trickery, groping; also you’re put in the role of a character who doeSN’T RESPECT THEIR ELDERS???

You look out across the wispy landscape of sands and trailing vapor. You swear you can see a portal on the horizon. The sky is dim, its rainbow sun nearly set, but you’re certain you and the elder could make it to the portal before it’s too dark to see. You’d love to get out of that sand-infested world of the jinn. You’re certain any shortcut through it could be traversed in less than a day, but the elder chose caution.

It’s rare, she said, in that world of sand and smoke and wisps, to find something as solid as an outcrop of stone, let alone one with a nook under a cliff. As night falls the jinn become more brazen. The chance of encountering frisky one when out in the open is greater than hiding in a nook for the night.

For this reason, the elder tells you numerous times to climb off the outcrop and into the nook before a jinn catches sight of you. Yet you sit and stare at the portal you know is near, fuming.

Finally, you stand.

“You can stay here and get sand in your clothes all night, Elder,” you say, “but I’m getting back to our world where I can sleep on fresh grass, if not even find a real bed.”

The elder scoffs.

“Get down here before you hurt yourself. This is a dangerous place, and this is your first time here. You wouldn’t last an hour out there without someone experienced in this land to guide you.” You glare down to where the elder’s voice comes from. You can’t see her, but you can imagine a mocking smiles. You step off the outcrop across the sand.

“I can look out for myself just fine,” you mutter. “I’ll shock that old pain by greeting her at the next village, far more rested than she’ll be.”

You scarcely take five steps when crimson smoke erupts around you. Smooth hands grab yours, skin as midnight blue as a black jaguar. A shapely form appears before you, a grinning face with long dark hair and eyes pulsing with light fuchsia and indigo backed by a darker, piercing burgundy.

“Now, now, your friend is right.” The jinn pulls you close, filling your gaze with her eyes as she presses you against her round breasts, much of them exposed save for a low-cut fiery top. “You wouldn’t last one hour out here.”

Your first instinct to pull away is muffled as you stare into her eyes, the colors swirling over your thoughts and trapping your attention. She hugs her strong arms around you and pins you against her as her smoke solidifies into wide hips. She twirls her silky crimson smoke around you.

“This land is very dangerous,” she says as she draws you deeper into her eyes and embrace. “At any time a sexy jinn could grab you and”—she twirls a hand over your back and grips your chin with her other—“hypnotize you into a mindlessly horny slave.” Something about that statement sounds strange—familiar, somehow?—but your train of thought swirls around the jinn as she rubs her silky body against you. She curls her smoke in a tight embrace around your body and binds your arms and legs down. Your head fills with mist as the jinn’s smoke closes around you, her swaying head dragging your gaze in a circle, and you mindlessly gyrate your own body in response to the jinn’s movements, rubbing against her soft touch as she rubs you in all the right ways.

As the jinn’s silken tail wraps up your back she moves her fingers up your neck and behind your head, curling her fingers through your hair and pulling your head closer to her hypnotic eyes, the colors soaking your mind with enchanting bliss. She chuckles as she angles your chin in her hand to sneak a quick kiss, and her luscious lips leave you wanting more, sinking deeper into her grasp.

“But don’t worry, Gorgeous,” the jinn says. “I know this land, and I can be your guide.”

She sneaks another kiss as she presses closer around you, sneaking her silken smoke under your clothes to coat your skin. Your shoulders slump as she massages them with a new pair of hands. Her tail curls around your hips and between your legs, and she curls her hips around you and rubs her butt against yours. “You’ll have to do something for me, first.” She chuckles as she pulls you closer to her lips. “You just have to let me hypnotize you into my mindlessly horny slave.”

With this command she kisses you deep on the lips, lingering as she subsumes you into her wispy embrace. Your mind fills with fog, the pulsing colors of her eyes drowning your thoughts. You grin wide and respond to the kiss with your own smooch, returning her love as she warps your mind out of your control. You sink under her power, no thoughts but her commands, mindless, empty, a willing slave to her lustful desire.

She strokes her hands and tail over your body, fondling you like a possession, while her hypnotic eyes stroke your mind. She surrounds you with smoke and warps you away into a private dimension, where she has all the fun with you she wants.

You won’t reach the village tonight, or tomorrow, but you still get to sleep on a bed, though perhaps not a real one.
dutholec.bsky.social
Instead of good ending and bad ending I just wrote escape ending and submission ending and I might just start using those terms, give or take. Submission ending, surrender ending, etc.
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Whoop !

I like 👾🦈 :)
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Lasting in the Jinn World is a 2023 microstory. A hypnotic #jinn warns you of the dangers of listening to a hypnotic jinn.
Love a hypnotist telling you exactly what they're doing knowing you have no chance to resist. I also apparently write a lot of horny jinn
#hypnokink #hypnosis #djinn #genie
Lasting in the Jinn World
Content warning: non-consensual jinn hypnosis, mind control, trickery, groping; also you’re put in the role of a character who doeSN’T RESPECT THEIR ELDERS???

You look out across the wispy landscape of sands and trailing vapor. You swear you can see a portal on the horizon. The sky is dim, its rainbow sun nearly set, but you’re certain you and the elder could make it to the portal before it’s too dark to see. You’d love to get out of that sand-infested world of the jinn. You’re certain any shortcut through it could be traversed in less than a day, but the elder chose caution.

It’s rare, she said, in that world of sand and smoke and wisps, to find something as solid as an outcrop of stone, let alone one with a nook under a cliff. As night falls the jinn become more brazen. The chance of encountering frisky one when out in the open is greater than hiding in a nook for the night.

For this reason, the elder tells you numerous times to climb off the outcrop and into the nook before a jinn catches sight of you. Yet you sit and stare at the portal you know is near, fuming.

Finally, you stand.

“You can stay here and get sand in your clothes all night, Elder,” you say, “but I’m getting back to our world where I can sleep on fresh grass, if not even find a real bed.”

The elder scoffs.

“Get down here before you hurt yourself. This is a dangerous place, and this is your first time here. You wouldn’t last an hour out there without someone experienced in this land to guide you.” You glare down to where the elder’s voice comes from. You can’t see her, but you can imagine a mocking smiles. You step off the outcrop across the sand.

“I can look out for myself just fine,” you mutter. “I’ll shock that old pain by greeting her at the next village, far more rested than she’ll be.”

You scarcely take five steps when crimson smoke erupts around you. Smooth hands grab yours, skin as midnight blue as a black jaguar. A shapely form appears before you, a grinning face with long dark hair and eyes pulsing with light fuchsia and indigo backed by a darker, piercing burgundy.

“Now, now, your friend is right.” The jinn pulls you close, filling your gaze with her eyes as she presses you against her round breasts, much of them exposed save for a low-cut fiery top. “You wouldn’t last one hour out here.”

Your first instinct to pull away is muffled as you stare into her eyes, the colors swirling over your thoughts and trapping your attention. She hugs her strong arms around you and pins you against her as her smoke solidifies into wide hips. She twirls her silky crimson smoke around you.

“This land is very dangerous,” she says as she draws you deeper into her eyes and embrace. “At any time a sexy jinn could grab you and”—she twirls a hand over your back and grips your chin with her other—“hypnotize you into a mindlessly horny slave.” Something about that statement sounds strange—familiar, somehow?—but your train of thought swirls around the jinn as she rubs her silky body against you. She curls her smoke in a tight embrace around your body and binds your arms and legs down. Your head fills with mist as the jinn’s smoke closes around you, her swaying head dragging your gaze in a circle, and you mindlessly gyrate your own body in response to the jinn’s movements, rubbing against her soft touch as she rubs you in all the right ways.

As the jinn’s silken tail wraps up your back she moves her fingers up your neck and behind your head, curling her fingers through your hair and pulling your head closer to her hypnotic eyes, the colors soaking your mind with enchanting bliss. She chuckles as she angles your chin in her hand to sneak a quick kiss, and her luscious lips leave you wanting more, sinking deeper into her grasp.

“But don’t worry, Gorgeous,” the jinn says. “I know this land, and I can be your guide.”

She sneaks another kiss as she presses closer around you, sneaking her silken smoke under your clothes to coat your skin. Your shoulders slump as she massages them with a new pair of hands. Her tail curls around your hips and between your legs, and she curls her hips around you and rubs her butt against yours. “You’ll have to do something for me, first.” She chuckles as she pulls you closer to her lips. “You just have to let me hypnotize you into my mindlessly horny slave.”

With this command she kisses you deep on the lips, lingering as she subsumes you into her wispy embrace. Your mind fills with fog, the pulsing colors of her eyes drowning your thoughts. You grin wide and respond to the kiss with your own smooch, returning her love as she warps your mind out of your control. You sink under her power, no thoughts but her commands, mindless, empty, a willing slave to her lustful desire.

She strokes her hands and tail over your body, fondling you like a possession, while her hypnotic eyes stroke your mind. She surrounds you with smoke and warps you away into a private dimension, where she has all the fun with you she wants.

You won’t reach the village tonight, or tomorrow, but you still get to sleep on a bed, though perhaps not a real one.
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Haven’t seen people talk about paypros as much lately so this is your reminder to KEEP CALLING AND/OR SENDING LETTERS. I haven’t stopped and neither should you
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Art from a couple years ago by Ever So Nitro! My slime lamia Ageul has got someone in her slime coils, and it might be you! #slime #lamia #naga #slimegirl
Blue slime girl with yellow eyes and long hair looking at the viewer, her goopy arms around the viewer. Slime covers most of the scene as if it is sliding over the viewer's head.
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Art from a couple years ago by Ever So Nitro! My slime lamia Ageul has got someone in her slime coils, and it might be you! #slime #lamia #naga #slimegirl
Blue slime girl with yellow eyes and long hair looking at the viewer, her goopy arms around the viewer. Slime covers most of the scene as if it is sliding over the viewer's head.
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From Hypnovember 2020, #Stage
#stagehypnotist #hypnosis #hypnokink #puppeteer
“May I have a volunteer!”
The stage hypnotist raised their arms to the crowd. Nobody was jumping at the chance, but the hypnotist pointed to someone at the end with rings under his eyes. “You, sir!”
“Huh?” He stared at the stage. “What?” The stage hypnotist pulled him onto the stage.
“How would you like to take a little waking nap? Maybe you’d like to nap while you engage in your day-to-day activities?”
“Are you saying I’m lazy?” the subject muttered.
“Not at all, dear sir,” the hypnotist said. “I’m just saying that coffee alone can’t cut it. Sometimes you just need”–they dropped a ring out their sleeve attached to a string–“to take some more rest.” They swayed the pendulum back and forth before the victim–errr, volunteer–wellll, subject.
“I don’t need to sleep,” he said, watching the pendulum.
“Nonsense,” the hypnotist said, “everyone needs to sleep. We’re at our best when we sleep. It feels good to sleep. You like to sleep. You want to sleep. Sleep… Sleep…”
Whenever the hypnotist said “sleep” the pendulum was at its highest, and as it swung back down the subject’s head dropped lower each time.
“Sleep…”
“Sleep?” the subject muttered.
“Sleep.”
“Sleep…”
As the subject’s head dropped, four more strings lowered from above the stage. The hypnotist lifted the subject’s hands in their loose grip.
“Now, hold this, please…” The hypnotist handed one of the strings into the subject’s hand. They placed another in the other hand, and attached the last two to the subject’s feet. The eight strings leading above the stage pulled taut and lifted the hypnotist and subject before they took a bow to the audience.
The puppetmaster above the stage pulled the strings to continue the show. It always started a double act, but always ended a solo.
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unfortunately my first thought upon reading this was "that phineas and ferb episode where everyone gets turned into doofenshmirtz zombies"
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I finished the Vampire Violet pic, I pushed my self a bit with this. Tis the spooky season so hopefully I can get more spooky pics finished this month.

#art #oc #timelapse
Vampire Violet seductively walking toward the viewer
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From Hypnovember 2020, #Stage
#stagehypnotist #hypnosis #hypnokink #puppeteer
“May I have a volunteer!”
The stage hypnotist raised their arms to the crowd. Nobody was jumping at the chance, but the hypnotist pointed to someone at the end with rings under his eyes. “You, sir!”
“Huh?” He stared at the stage. “What?” The stage hypnotist pulled him onto the stage.
“How would you like to take a little waking nap? Maybe you’d like to nap while you engage in your day-to-day activities?”
“Are you saying I’m lazy?” the subject muttered.
“Not at all, dear sir,” the hypnotist said. “I’m just saying that coffee alone can’t cut it. Sometimes you just need”–they dropped a ring out their sleeve attached to a string–“to take some more rest.” They swayed the pendulum back and forth before the victim–errr, volunteer–wellll, subject.
“I don’t need to sleep,” he said, watching the pendulum.
“Nonsense,” the hypnotist said, “everyone needs to sleep. We’re at our best when we sleep. It feels good to sleep. You like to sleep. You want to sleep. Sleep… Sleep…”
Whenever the hypnotist said “sleep” the pendulum was at its highest, and as it swung back down the subject’s head dropped lower each time.
“Sleep…”
“Sleep?” the subject muttered.
“Sleep.”
“Sleep…”
As the subject’s head dropped, four more strings lowered from above the stage. The hypnotist lifted the subject’s hands in their loose grip.
“Now, hold this, please…” The hypnotist handed one of the strings into the subject’s hand. They placed another in the other hand, and attached the last two to the subject’s feet. The eight strings leading above the stage pulled taut and lifted the hypnotist and subject before they took a bow to the audience.
The puppetmaster above the stage pulled the strings to continue the show. It always started a double act, but always ended a solo.
dutholec.bsky.social
Sympathetic for your situation, and I'm hoping you can find a way out of it. No need to apologize for slow working or a break in these circumstances, and whenever you feel these frustrations, it's perfectly okay to express them here! Good people are understanding, and there's no shame in doing so.
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I love to commission POV art but it's never occurred to me to do so with the hands and legs visible to show the subject's reaction, which is a really good detail to include!
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I couldn’t resist, I have to share more sketches because I’m so excited about this PoV!!!

I’m not even sure how many sequences I’m going to make but it’s going take awhile until it’s totally finished!
Gonna be full on comic when I’m done with this
#Kaa #Snake #Coils #Sketch
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A little bit ago my music player played Everything You Know Is Wrong by Weird Al Yankovic and I started imagining The Amazing Digital Circus clips to it and was like I need to make this
so I did. youtu.be/37Sr4kY4_vU
The Amazing Digital Circus but Everything You Know Is Wrong by Weird Al but it's The Amazing Digital
YouTube video by Duth Olec
youtu.be