Princess Grace's Castle


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You had a nice day being Princess's cheerleader, and now she wants to try something new. A smile spreads over your face as you watch Princess's crystal and sink into trance. “Doll mode”, she whispers. You awake and see this in the mirror. Who does your brain decide you are?

Your thoughts settle into place. You have a cute, tough name like Nea. You cross your arms and swish your tail. You're a smart, tough girl. You definitely don't fall for Princess's tricks like hypnosis- as if that nonsense worked on anyone.

Sure, sometimes you lose a few minutes when she whispers in your ear. When she tugs on your tail, you feel like kissing Princess, but she's so pretty and kissable. There's nothing wrong with referring to your Perfect Princess Her Highness Grace by her full name. Feels kinda good.

When she pulls out her crystal pendant, you roll your eyes and swat it away. Princess can be so silly sometimes. Not like you. You're all business.

Especially when Princess tugs your ear and mutes your voice. Totally normal. Happens to everyone. Good girl.

Oh, and everyone gets horny when they say Princess Grace's name! Saying it once or twice sends gets you stroking. Soon, you're chanting it between cute little moans. You're the weirdo if you don't get this way about Princess Graaacemph~

Nea, a pretty tough looking girl with a cat tail, regular ears, and a pair of twirly hair horns on her head. Her tail and head hair are all pink, white, and brown, like that three-colored Neapolitan ice cream.

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It was your turn to do the dishes, but you didn't. Grace turns off the TV in the middle of your show. When you turn around to complain, you come face to face with her crystal. Your words catch in your throat while she talks. “Am I the maid here?”

“N-no, Princess.” You choke.

“That's right, dear. Who's supposed to do the dishes?”

“I am, Princess.”

“And who is responsible for keeping this house clean?”

“I am, Princess.” Princess smacks your hands away from your cock. You know you don't get to touch without permission.

“And what happens when my little slut doesn't clean up?”

“Slut's brain turns off, Princess.” You clench your thighs together.

“That's right, dear. Three. Two. One. Brain off.” Snap. Your eyes flutters shut. You go limp.

Princess takes your hand and leads your empty body to the bedroom. “Good sluts strip.” She says, and you do. She gives you a polka-dotted dress, some high heels, and plops an elaborately styled blonde wig onto your head.

You obediently pull your stockings on and step into your high heels. You swish your petticoats around your legs. “You're a good little housewife, and you love to clean almost as much as you love your perfect Princess.” She kisses you on the lips.

Your eyes flutter open and you grab your favorite vacuum cleaner! You kiss your perfect Princess on the lips and get to cleaning. “Gosh, who let this place get so filthy? Don't worry, Princess! I'll pick it right up!”

You do this adorable thing where you kick up one leg when you kiss Princess. It's a shame you don't remember when you go back to being normal you.

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This post is part 4 in a series of 4. The other posts in this series are: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

“First things first, every magician needs an assistant. What do you think, Millie?”

Millie doesn't move because she's an empty ceramic dolly!

“Sorry, folks. I forgot that dolls don't talk unless someone makes them.” Gracetina laughs. “Normally, I would stick a big old key in her back, but we can have more fun than that. Isn't that right, Millie?”

Gracetina takes Millie's shiny ceramic chin and manually moves her mouth. “Whatever you say, Princess! You're so smart and perfect! There's no way I can think for myself~!” Gracetina says through her.

“I'll need a volunteer from the audience!” Gracetina announces, and every eye in the audience opens. The girls sit up in unison. Eyes locked on the magical princess. She takes her sweet time pacing around. Inspecting each volunteer. Taking their chin. Feeling them quiver. Listening to the sounds they make when they get the slightest hint of attention- and then the sounds they make when pink circuitry pulses up their chin, into their ears, and over their brain. Their eyes flash a lovely shade of pink, and they get all cute and drooly for a minute~

About halfway through, though, she strikes gold. A short little redhead. Her eyes are transfixed on Gracetina's fingers. When her chin is taken, her thighs clench together in raw bliss. Her back shoots up straight. She moans like she's never been touched on the chin by a brainhacked virus girl. Like she's never had pink circuitry zap from freckle to freckle, turning each one into a cute little heart. “Well, hello there.” She squeezes that chin. “Good volunteers stand up.” Pink electricity surges from her hand, through those heart freckles, and into her eyes. They roll back into her head. She has to be lifted onto her feet because her wobbling, shaking knees refuse to behave. “Ladies, what we have here is a rarity that I'm happy to share with you tonight! While everyone's at least a little subby, what we have here is a genuine hypnoslut. Isn't that right, dear?”

“Thank you, Princess~” The redhead coos, pink electricity crackling across her body and through her mind. Years of hypnosis fetishism made the paths for getting hacked by a virus girl nice and strong. “I'm a good girl, good girls obey~”

“Look at that. She's so eager to be mine, she comes with her own mantra.” She taps her good girl on the head with her wand. “Set markers minus one sentence comma now. Repeat. Inject and execute.”

“I'm a good girl, good girls obey~ I'm a good girl, good girls obey~” Her dreamy smile gets bigger and bigger with each repetition. Some of the other girls in the audience start to repeat, too. Looking into each other's eyes and chanting each other deeper and deeper under the same blissful spell. Gracetina hoists her eager volunteer over her shoulder and carries her back to waiting, empty Millie.

“Some of you might have noticed that I still don't have a beautiful assistant. All I have is a pretty dolly and a lovely little volunteer. But my pretty dolly has a secret~!” She puts the redhead down. Another Snap! and a few whispered words help the mantra-chanting redhead stand up straight. Her eyes are rolled all the way back up into her head. It's just pulsing pink circuitry now, flashing brighter with every chant.

“I'm a good girl, good girls obey~!” She moans. The trees and audience flash pink from her eyes alone. If the poor girl wasn't so brainjacked, she'd be a useless mess on the floor.

Gracetina taps her dolly's head with her wand. “Command inject prepare hot swap. Reconfigure kigu pod.” Millie's eyes roll back into her head. The gentle whir and winding of clockwork is almost drowned out by the loud, lewd chanting just a few feet away.

A tap of her wand and a long, elegant stroke create a long, shiny zipper down dolly Millie's back. Gracetina opens it with a long, elegant “zzzzzip~!” She takes her lovely volunteer by the shoulder and taps her wand against the back of her neck. The redhead freezes. Her mantra catches in her throat. “Command inject rewind eight hours. Mantra background. Memory suppress hypnosis. Literal I've never been hypnotized. It's all nonsense. End literal compile and save.” The audience stares, more jealous and horny than they've ever been in their lives.

The redhead's eyes flutter. “I've never been hypnotized. It's all nonsense.” She repeats in the same blissful way she chanted her mantra. She blinks herself back to reality. “Tina?” She looks at the hypnotist, then at the girl unzipped in front of her. Her eyes get wide, but she doesn't panic. Something inside holds her gaze.

“What do you see in there, dear~?” Gracetina teases. “Tell all the nice people in the audience.”

“It's full of spirals.” She gasps, walking helplessly closer to the Millie doll suit. “And I can hear the most wonderful music. It's echoing all over my brain. It's drowning out my thoughts~” Mmm, someone was supposed to forget about her hypnosis fetish, but you can't keep a good hypnoslut down~ She steps into Millie's feet. Her face enters the mask full of spirals and speakers. The zipper closes behind her.

If, for some reason, you've never been inside a doll suit brainwashing pod, it's a wonderful experience. The differences between your body and the suit vanish.

You only feel what you're supposed to feel.

You only see what you're supposed to see.

You only hear what you're supposed to hear.

You only think what you're supposed to think.

The pink, pulsing spirals pressing against your eyes drill the correct thoughts deep into your brain. For our lucky volunteer, it's decades of training as Princess Grace's lovely stage assistant. The screen and the speakers implant countless shows and hours of training into her eager mind. Wearing lovely, revealing outfits. Developing more and more of a fetish for showing off and being used and embarrassed in front of an audience for Princess. Countless triggers seared deeper into your mind than actual memories. You could be any number of people at the drop of your own tiny top hat. Princess to dragon. Braniac to bimbo. Medusa to maid. You know just how to pick the best volunteers from the audience for Princess to make into the star of the show, and you love sharing the spotlight as much as you love being in it. Anything to make the show perfect for Princess, because that's what she deserves. It's like having your brain marinate in perfection for an eternity of blissful service.

Outside, it's just enough time for Princess to dress you in your fishnets, your black heels, and your cute little black top that boosts your boobs. Your porcelain eyes flutter open while she affixes your cuffs and bow tie. You wiggle your butt and feel the cottontail firmly stuck to your butt. Your floppy ears perfectly frame your tiny top hat.

“Bunny Butt Dolly, ready for action!” You giggle, presenting yourself to Princess and the crowd. They all gasp and moan.

“That's right, dears!” You hear, but when Princess talks to the audience, the words just bead up and roll off your silly bunny brain. You just get to look cute until Princess does a trick with you. “I've turned two volunteers into one assistant! An impossible feat for anyone but Princess Grace, Perfect Persuader, Mistress of the Mind!”

“Don't forget 'Perfect Princess~!'” You giggle.

“Thank you, dear.” You get your ears pet. You love it when she does that because it reminds you of your place, and it means she's gonna use you! “For my next trick, I will~!”

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Princess rests her arms on your shoulders. Today, she whispers “kigu kigu~” in your ear. You go all nice and limp in her arms. When she snaps you back, you're covered in flesh-colored rubber. You can only look out at the world through green eyes framed by synthetic blue hair.

She straightens your maid outfit and gives you a hug. You always look like this, of course. Nice and perfect for Princess.


Golden blonde locks frame your face. Your perfect lashes flutter while your cloudy eyes blink. Your body is limp and clad in endless layers of frills and pink. All you can do is gaze at yourself in the mirror with a big, dumb smile.

“I'm a pretty princess~”


You've been in doll mode all week. You don't know what mindset you'll have until you look in the mirror in the morning and see how you're dressed.

Guess you're a housewife today~

Sometimes the gears in your dolly brain have to turn for a while. Big, elaborate blonde wig? Frilly, polka-dotted dress? Red high heels? Then it clicks. A big, empty smile spreads across your face. You grab your feather duster and go to make breakfast!


Next day of doll mode. Pink pixie cut. Star earrings. Cute green dress. Cute wings and a vibrating magic wand. Today, you're Princess's fairy godmother, ready to grant her every wish!


You wake up today with your hair tied into a big, bouncy ponytail. You brush your pink pleated skirt into place and admire your midriff-bearing top with Princess Grace's name on it. You rustle your pom-poms and cheer for your perfect princess!

“Princess! Princess! I obey!

I can't think for myself today!”

Princess Grace! One! Two! Three!

I'm a good girl, tee hee hee!”


Shiny silver wig. Matching makeup. Stiff steel-colored dress, decorated with switches that control parts of your mind and buttons that tease and delight. Stockings with circuit traces. You're Princess's robot today, and you can't wait to be hacked!

Princess lures you into an argument, only to turn your rebelliousness knob all the way down. You feel much more like baking a pie now.

Every time Princess reboots you, you forget your name. Good thing she's there to remind you. Slutbot 9000 is a hard name to remember!


The thing about doll mode is that the more skin Princess leaves showing, the more of your old personality you get to keep. A cheerleader outfit leaves you mostly yourself, just a lot perkier.

A maid outfit keeps most of your mind buried under frilly lace and the feathers on your duster. It helps you maintain that wonderfully demure personality, even while she spanks you and has you play Duster Butt.

You might say “But what about when I'm naked? I'm completely blank then!” That's because your natural state is wonderfully blank and open for Princess. You'd know that if you were allowed to think right now.

If Princess really wants a blank slate, she likes to cover you in latex. A nice bodysuit seals in your horny juices and keeps you still. A perfect little toy until Princess puts you to work.

But you just look so cute inside a kigurumi. Every inch of your skin hidden and subsumed by your new personality. Sometimes you even have cute little bouts of amnesia and need Princess to help you put your silly little brain back together!

It's the mask that really throws you for a loop. Having your identity suppressed for a while gets you so horny for reasons your new brain can't quite understand~


Last day of doll mode. You go to the mirror and you're wearing nothing.



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