New Hypnosis Technique

	[b]Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.[/b]
	Bronze chain connected to a bronze pocket watch, the large face showing 6:49. It swayed to and fro mere inches from the timber wolf’s muzzle. A long, crimson second hand moved frequently with the eyes following being the only things moving faster. Left, right, left, and right. Golden, lupine eyes followed the timepiece pendulum intently. Titus’ normally furrowed brow was relaxed. A real rarity, Lightning knew. The white wolf swinging the pendulum did his best to keep quiet, letting his friend slowly release all the tension in his body and in his mind.
	Warm, soothing colors from the evening sun poured into the living room, given the scene a glow akin to firelight. Tall windows were opened to allow a soothing breeze and bring in the scent of the blossoming flowers begging for pollination. The buff, large timber wolf reclined on a white, nylon couch. Lightning could see Titus’ body slowly easing, the typically closed-off, tense wolf now limply letting one paw touch the floor while the other rested over his enormous chest. Shadows from Titus’ form cast back to the wall, covering up potted ferns and hanging frames with photographs inside them. There was a slow, gentle, rhythmic pattern of his chest rising to a crest and dropping to a valley to match each breath. If not for his focused gaze on the pocket watch, Lightning would have sworn Titus was asleep.
	Replacing the explosive baritone Titus would often deafen rooms with, Lightning could barely hear his subject murmur, “How much longer, Lightning?”
	White fur bopped up and down as Lightning nodded. Ears perked up as he realized he was close. Barely an inch of the corners of his mouth rose as he reassuringly whispered, “Not much longer.”
	“I’m your first subject. How do you know this will work?” Despite his protests, Titus couldn’t look away from the watch.
	There was a gleam in Lightning’s eyes. The white wolf questioned quietly, “Have you cleared your mind? No thoughts?”
	“Y-Yeah…” Titus’ eyelids fluttered. Lightning’s voice bounced in his ears. Doubt vanished from his mind. It was as though Lightning was whispering right into his brain. Breathing deeper, Titus couldn’t fight back drooling. That thin line of saliva told Lightning everything he needed to know.
	“Count with me. Going from ten down to zero. As we count, you’ll feel yourself getting tired.” A devilish grin appeared on his face.
	Giving the slightest of nods, Titus breathed in deeply, timing his counting with the metronome his eyes were locked on. Titus and Lightning spoke in synch as they started. “Ten…Nine…Eight…Seven…Six…Five…Four…Three…Two…One…”
	Snapping, Lightning finished with, “Zero” while Titus’ eyelids fluttered shut. Watching his head slump to the side, Lightning grinned. Deftly tugging on the chain, he pulled the watch to his palm and slipped it into his pocket. Kneeling, he leaned in by Titus’ ear and began to whisper. “Your mind is now a blank canvas.”
	One snort was all Titus would respond with. Eye glued shut, he kept breathing slowly. “B…blank…Empty…” escaped his iron lips.
	“Yes. Just like the perfect himbo you are. So horny, dumb, and buff.” Lighting bit his tongue and clenched his fist for a second as Titus’ head shook a bit.
	Exhaling, Lightning knew there was nothing to worry about once Titus said, “Horny…dumb…buff…” In the corner of his eye, Lightning could see the stain Titus was making while he began to giggle. Sighing with relief, Lightning smirked.
	“Next, open your mind. Whenever I call you, ‘horny pet’ when we’re safe and alone, you’ll know to drop into this trance again.”
	“Y-Yes, Master.”
	It took all of Lightning’s willpower to stop himself from laughing then and there. Even suppressed, Titus was eager as usual. “As I count to ten, you’ll slowly wake up, forgetting all about this. You’ve always been a dumb, horny, buff pet eager to please me.”
	Each number they counted, Titus’ eyes began to open. At first, they seemed distant and glazed over but as the counting continued, focus returned to his eyes. Yet, there didn’t seem to be the same intellect behind them. A dumb grin plastered Titus’ muzzle as his head shook again. “Eight…nine…ten!”
      Another snap, another command. Titus ears perked up as he groaned. Stretching his limbs, he began to shake his tail. Sultry expressions crossed his face while one paw idly returned to his groin. Yawning joined the groaning of the bed while Titus sat up. “Daaaaamn I’ve been out a while, haven’t I? Fuck man, you horny too?” Less a question and more a suggestion, Titus began to flex, winking while his biceps bugled beautifully.
      Huffing, Lightning didn’t hide his emotions well, his pants already tenting. If he could blush through his fur, he would be. The tips of his claws were playing with the hem of his pants, slowly pushing them down while Titus reached for his shirt. One motion was all it took for both to discard their garments. The tip of Lightning’s red rocket was already poking outside his sheath. A dumb grin stretched across Titus’ muzzle as the shirt passed over his head, exposing his flat stomach and melon-sized pecs.
      Swaggering over to the couch, Lightning put his paws to Titus’ chest. Both major and minor pectoralis had been given plenty of time and attention. Titus’ tits seemed larger than ever in the now dusky glow the room was filled with. Using the gentlest of shoves, Titus was forced back down onto the couch. With hands interlocked behind his head, the himbo’s cocky demeanor became all the more seductive as he began to bounce his pecs.
      Licking his chops, Lightning raised a leg over Titus’ side to start straddling his chest. The tip of his tail was wagging gently the entire time. Gripping the sides of both of those massive melons, Lightning lined up his cock and started to thrust between them. The warm, fuzzy valley was inviting. Stimulating. Each thrust of the smaller wolf’s hips drew out more of his length. Lightning’s composure broke as he began to pant softly.
      “You’ve been the only thing on my mind. Can’t wait to hear you cum~” Titus huffed. There was a slight growl in his voice while Titus grinned and stared up at his master with bedroom eyes. “Don’t hold anything back~”
      Wish granted. Lightning’s thrusts grew more rapid by the second, as did his moans. Swelling started to occur at the base of his cock. Ecstasy gripped his mind as he began to pound the valley of Titus’ chest. Blinking rapidly and face contorting with desire, it wasn’t long before he felt the characteristic throb as his arousal grew.
      [b]Throb.[/b]
      One pulse slickened the tan wolf’s pecs with pre.
      [b]Throb.[/b]
      One pulse slickened the tan wolf’s collar with pre.
      [b]Throb.[/b]
      One pulse stained the tan wolf’s fur white.
      “Aaaaaah~” Lightning moaned. Rope after rope of seed passed through the thin tube of his cock and splashed out onto his subject. Gasping, he gave some small, gentle thrusts. Pivoting his hips in small motions was all he could do. Hormonal high working it’s magic, Lightning’s smile couldn’t be any wider. Balls emptied, he stared down at the fellow lupine who had his brain emptied.
      Taking his paws off the mountainous muscle, he shifted them up to the canine muzzle. Careful not to prick his fingers on the dumb wolf’s fangs, he started petting him. Suggestive growling emanated from the wolf spreading his legs as he grinned wildly. There was still desire in his eyes. Although, it was getting rather late.
      “Been having fun?” Lightning asked.
      Low laughing was the first answer. Secondly, Titus added, “Of course Babe~ I’m up for more!”
      A sweet smile crossed Lightning’s face. Sighing, he continued to pet as he began to whisper, “Good. Happy you’re having fun, you horny pet.”
      “Ye..yeah…” The growling and grinning stopped instantly. Titus’ voice became monotone. His eyes and face became flat and vacant once more. Breathing deeply, the wolf seemed to forget his chest and collar being coated in spunk.
      Glee crossed the white wolf’s face. “Didn’t you want to take care of me? Cuddling up tonight and enjoying some time together?” The cute questions became suggestions with a clap from his paws.
      Shuddering, Titus began to blink. Blinking eyes, a twitching tail, and a bit of drool ebbing out faster than his mind left Titus to construct the new personality. Words passed through one ear and out the other. One word stuck fast though. Ten. With another blink, he awoke. A gentle smile broke across his face. “Salutations! I hope you’re feeling great!”
	“Tired. Just finished everything I needed to do today.” Not a lie, not truly. Slowly climbing off Titus, he let the wolf sit up again.
	Before he could climb off, he could feel paws latching onto his legs. In an instant, Titus lifted him, cradling him with a wink. “Perfect time to get some sleep, hubby~”, Titus teased. Nothing lewd about his tone, only a strong sense of affection.
	Automatic lights flickered on as Titus performed a bridal carry to their room. Lightning’s room normally, but Titus wasn’t in a normal state right now. Moments later, they crossed a creaky hallway into a blue bedroom. Numerous memorabilia were scattered about on a computer desk, dresser, and nightstand. Posters depicting various buff furs and scales were plastered over all the walls, only mixed up with a poster depicting a monochromatic spiral shape. The far corner was their destination. Walking over a small, circular rug Titus delivered his master to a small, fluffy bed. Gently kneeling to place his loving partner, he quickly stood back up.
	“Be right back~” Putting one finger to his muzzle, Titus closed an eye. Turning on his heels, he walked out of the room. No matter how subtly he tried, Lightning’s eyes could see Titus’ arms shuffle around his chest, and a distinctive smacking of lips once Titus left the room. Grinning himself, he chuckled silently.

	Minutes later, Lightning could hear wood creaking. Suppressing a wag of his own, he watched Titus swagger in, not wearing anything. The smell of soap was strong, and he could see the timber wolf’s fur was weighed down by water. An additional positive was that it allowed Lightning to see more details of his subject’s musculature.
	“I’m baaaaack~” chimed Titus. Crossing the distance of the room instantly, he leaped into the bed. Tumbling into the sheets, he wrapped his partner in his arms and held him close. Titus lay with his back on the bed and Lightning on his chest. With another coy wink, he stuck his tongue out slightly and followed up with another question, “What do we do next?”
	Lightning’s response was a physical one: bury his muzzle into Titus’ chest and continue to rub up and down his sides. Focusing on the abs first, it felt like he was atop a firm mattress. One he was being pressed into once Titus wrapped his arms around him. Biceps put in their work as Lightning gave out a muffled moan. Wagging freely now, he spent a minute enjoying the strength and form he was snuggling with.
	Several minutes of cuddling later, and Lightning yawned. Shaky arms lifted his mug out of the two muscular pillows it was stuck between. Tears were welling up in his eyes as he tried to organize his thoughts and invigorate himself. “Alright, horny pet, it’s time to sleep.”
	Faster than any light, Titus’ eyes shut. Head rolling to one side, there was a gentle rise and fall of his chest. Smirking, Lightning put his head back where it had come from. Content, he wrapped his arms around his subject and squeezed tight. As he commanded the smart systems in his room to turn the lights off, he closed his weary eyes. Silver gleaming vanished beneath the eyelids. Quick as lightning, Lightning began to sleep, mind dreaming of all the fun things he could do with Titus.