HypnosFan

Yet another apology for being so disjoined with what I come to talk about whenever I write anything on this page. I started I think like 3 different projects now but Im just not sure which I want to pursue in full, and I have a ton of ideas on the back burner.

But today I've come to just share a tiny experience. I was up for hours last night working on a project for my job...and I had two yahoos who did absolutely NOTHING to contribute. I did all the work and they essentially just gave a thumbs up to everything before turning it in to the boss.

So Im working late at my desk, and I really have to pee..I keep telling myself no, that I gotta get the work done. Eventually the pangs faded to just mild annoyances at best...but then I got really sleepy. My eyes hurt so much, they just wanted to close. My whole body was basically begging for me to sleep. I could feel my vision growing more blurry...everything felt so surreal..like I was swimming in the ocean, just half above and below the water....I passed out onto my desk...woke up the next morning in a pool of drool....It took me a bit to readjust to my surroundings again, remember what I was just doing....I found my hand down my pants, my hand sticky and warm...and my panties were completely ruined...one smell and I found myself shuddering hard.

Before I share this small idea I had I just wanted to apologize for my sporadic behavior as of late with writing on this site. I feel really guilty for not being a more active member of this community. I want to do so much more, write and do so much more with being a part of the omo community, even more so as part of the hypnosis community. You guys have no idea how much I appreciate all the feedback and everything you guys send me for my stories, and I want to do something to show my graditude for it, I just never know quite how I wanna do it. In the meantime however I did want to share a dream I had not long ago!

In my dream I wake up in this strange looking room, with my supposed boyfriend next to me.  I don't know how or where this idea came from but I liked the idea very much in concept, and I love being in either position here. I have this evil evil smirk on my face as I roll over to the dresser on my side of the bed, where I grab a video game controller. With the controller I make my boyfriend get out of bed, and start walking around the room in a robotic manner, with stiff limbs and staccato movements.  It was great as someone with a big hypnosis/control kink...but the part that I am sure others will enjoy...with one push of a button I could make him get extra hard. I could make him pitch a tent with one, and then with another...I could start the water works. I watched as those light gray briefs began to darken and watch the yellow waterfalls begin pouring down his legs. 

Ever since then I have had dreams switching the positions...where I would wake up in that body not knowing why I wet myself....or sometimes I would be with a girl doing the same over. Would you guys like to see a story like the kind of stuff I've written before?

Ive somehow managed to wet myself 4 consecutive times in one night, likely in no small part due to the heat out here. I like to sleep in, like a lot. Its part of my hypnosis fetish along with my natural tendencies to just pee myself rather than actually get up. Sleep rules! But anyway, I woke up like 4 times this morning, each time by a desire to pee. And each time, like hitting snooze on an alarm clock, I just sunk myself back into my meditation and felt the warm urine course down my leg as my consciousness faded back into slumber.  I was dry by the morning, and nothing smelt particularly out of the ordinary. I could always blame it on sweat.  I sleep in my panties, and I never change them after waking up. So I proudly walked around town today in panties I wet 4 times in one morning. I kept imagining I was parading around with a big obvious stain, like I was hypnotized to be relieved of all inhibitions. Look out world!

Had another little accident today. I keep having them whenever its hot. I get all these trippy dreams of hypnosis. Someone starts talking, and suddenly the world around me starts to get all wavey, and I start feeling all hot and bothered, panting like a dog as I just moan and nod along to my controller, and suddenly....I wake up to the reality of wetness. Is it possible these aren't dreams? Or am I simply being hypnotized by my own thoughts?

Hows it going everyone? It's been a hot minute since I last visited this site, or at least to this kind of capacity. Something I do apologize for. I have been spending some time here with my family, and it has been amazing to get to do. But of course, I have not for a moment forgotten my true roots in this fetish and others. It's been harder to share in the experiences of it, but I have had so many dreams and little ideas of things to write about when I return.

I had a dream the night prior of a microchip that got put on my head that took full control of my body. I had to watch as nothing more than a passenger to my own body as I walked out on stage like a robot with my staggered motions before I popped a squat on stage, my skirt lifting up to reveal my white and pink stripped underwear as I soil myself. 

I woke up feeling so warm that morning I ended up wetting my bed a little. Good thing I've gotten so used to hiding it. 

Only a few more weeks to go before I return. I'll see you all then.

Ok I am sorry I haven't really posted anything on here in a while. I have a super fun story in the works that I plan on writing up for here soon. Its just been a little busy these past few days. But today I have a story to share with you guys that I thought was pretty funny.

So I was on the phone with an old friend of mine. We haven't spoken in a few months so we were just catching up. I kinda play therapist a little with him but of course not to the point of actual advise. Im his open ear to vent to. So he was talking to me about this nice family sushi night he went out to. He asked me then "Do you know what Omorashi is?" To which I replied of course that its a fetish focused around peeing, to which my poor naive friend said I was dead wrong and that that was the name of the sushi. 

So I didn't correct him. I let him keep going talking about how amazing the sushi was, how much he loved it, how much he wanted more of it, and how he just couldn't get enough of the Omorashi. 

So at the end of him doing so when I was absolutely rolling on the floor, practically peeing myself because of how funny this whole situation was I told him that I was right, and that Omorashi is a pee fetish. He took a few minutes to look it up, came back to me realizing the sushi he was talking about was Omakase. He told me "We shall never speak of this again."

So thanks buddy. I gotta do another load of laundry now because of you.