Possessed Music
The music box opened and everyone trembled.
“She’s coming,” Dana said.
“No. She’s already here.” Thomas replied.
“Who’s volunteering?” Jack asked.
“Not me. I was last.” Lawrence noted.
“Don’t look at me either.” Frank shook his head.
The ghost materialized between them. Five possible choices, one host to fuck the rest.
The room went black.
My love of ghost stories decided to come to play a bit, today. Would you like to be possessed by a ghost and forced to fuck your friends at her behest? Oh, really? In that case…
A Bust
Malcolm saw their guest to the door.
“Thank you for coming.”
“This was fun. We should do it again.” Janet replied.
“Yeah, not happening…”
“Okay.”
“Why were you so rude?” His wife, Sarah, asked.
“She was a bust! Expert hypnotist, my ass!”
Sarah smiled as he returned to her, naked. He had a fine ass.
I’m not really one for throwing parties and I rarely (although it does happen) entertain guests at home. I don’t think any of them was a hypnotist though.
Just like the flash fiction piece posted a few minutes ago, a humorous impromptu, nothing more. And that’s 200 days this year. Do you have any doubts I’m going to make it ’til the end of the year again? I don’t.
One More Movie Night
“What’s this movie called again?” Victor asked
“Revenge of the Erotic Hypnotist Nineteen,” Danielle replied.
“There are really eighteen more?”
“Yep.”
“And I watched them all?”
“Yep.”
“I wonder why I don’t remember any of them then…”
“Yes, I wonder the same…” She reached for her spiral contact lenses.
Part Twenty was filmed that night.
Do you like spiral contacts? I think they’re kind of cute. I would never a pair because my eyes weren’t made for that kind of thing (I’m somewhat allergic to contacts) but I still find them interesting enough. Thinking about them today gave me this random idea and then I ran with it. It was a fun little diversion after yet another long Sunday writing session (almost ten hours this time – don’t worry, there were a couple of breaks involved).
Pitch Meeting
“So you want to create a mass distribution system for hypnotic microwaves to turn the world’s male population into obedient servants?” The billionaire asked.
“That’s right.” Dr. Collins smiled
“That’s insane! Why would I fund something like that?”
“Because I’ve just activated a mini prototype in this room?”
“Good answer…” He dropped to his knees.
Just felt like writing something humorous again and this was the first thing that came to mind. While I don’t think hypnotic microwaves are really a thing, there must a reason why I’m typing this on my knees. Weird.