thinking about hypno and dumbification and how hot it is to be like, turned into the hypersexualized parody version of your old self. (not saying i dont Heavily appreciate the originals in these cases)
Weightlifting sports playing gal into -> gym bunny in extra tight yoga pants and sports bra. Not even exercising enough to sweat or mess up her full face of makeup basically just at the gym to get strong hot women to pick her up.
Car enthusiast mechanic gal into -> that kind of michael bay megan fox type. Skimpy and tight leather, the babe sexily laying on the car hood. She might know a lil about cars, but more importantly she loves sweaty gals who are so deticated to something so complicated. and getting railed in a hotrod is a nice bonus.
Hardcore fps ranked stuff, dark souls gamer gal into -> pornified wearing skimpy tops, btight pink dyed hair. streaming and ahowing off to chat as she plays horror games to get a fun reaction. high intensity games that she used to be good at. and otherwise pretty simple games her hypno clouded mind can handle.
all the better if they know theyre hypnotized, they still are who they were originally, but it feels so good to obey the conditioning and resisting is sooooo not worth it.
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Her hero :
Homelander was watching the news and rolled his eyes.
Another fucker were robbing a bank, and of course, was too stupid to suceed.
- I guess I have to save the day, again. - He says tiredly while standing up.
- That would be great. Thank you, says Ashley with that disgusting smile.
He went out and flew to the bank. Cops were everywere, trying to control the situation. And people to watch the chaos. Like always.
He sighs and puts his best smile on his face.
- Hello everyone ! I'll be out in a minute.
He went it and when the shooter aimed his gun at him, he turned him to ashes.
There were screams everywhere.
- It's alright. You people can go. Go, go, go.
But of course, everyone stayed. Gathering around him like bees around a pot of honey.
Everyone, except you.
He only saw your back. You were slowly walking towards the exit.
- Thank you, Homelander.
- Yes, thank you so much !
He aknowledged them with a btight smile but he kept his attention on you.
He just saved your fucking life. And you just leave ? For all he know, you didn't even take a look at him.
- You're welcome people. I have to go now. Take care of you all, you're the true heroes.
He can't remember how many times he said those words.
The cops were there to welcome him outside. But he was looking around him.
You were walking on the sidewalk, going only God knows where.
After taking the compliments of everyone, he rised in the air and flew slowly in the sky.
Instead of going back to Vaught, he was following you.
He saw you going into an old building. He used his ears and his x-ray vision to see where your apartment was.
He watched your face with fascination. You were beautiful, even he had to admit that. But you were crying. So softly.
Of course you were scared. All humans are scared in that kind of situation. But still. He deserved a thank you.
He landed in front of your window and knocked.
He heard you gasping before approaching to unlock your window.
- Homelander ?
- Hello sweetheart. Are you okay ?
You looked so surprised, to his contentment.
- Yes, I'm okay. But why are you here ?
- Oh I saw you leaving and I just wanted to make sure that you weren't hurt.
That's not why he was here of course, but saying those words, he finds himself concerned about potential injuries.
He scanned your whole body and winks at you.
- Nope. All good.
You blushed and ran a hand through your hair. He inhaled your scent and sighed.
- May I come in ?
He could hear your heartbeat going wild.
- Why ?
Homelander struggled against the urge of bursting into your home.
- Just to talk a little. You just went through something traumatic.
- I'm fine, don't worry. Actually, it's not my first robbery. - You said with a sad smile.
- You've been a hostage before ?
He should get so mad at you for not letting him in your home, but his curiosity was too much.
- Yeah. A few years ago.
- Where ? Maybe I saved you that day too.
- No, you didn't.
You sounded annoyed.
- It's okay. You're not to blame, of course. It's just that it didn't end well for everyone.
Oh I see. Well I'm sorry.
- Don't be. But thank you for today, really. No one got hurt. I mean none of the hostages. That was good work.
You said that with a tender smile.
Homelander was taken aback. He had your thanks, but it didn't really matter now.
For unknown reasons, he's angry that he wasn't there the last time. What if you got killed during that robbery ? What was he doing that day ?
And you said that he did a good work. Not that he should care, but you praising him stirrs something in him.
- Well I'm glad you survived. Both times. Try to be careful.
He didn't wait any answer before leaving in a hurry. He needed to go back to something he knows.
But even shaming the fuckers at Vought didn't entertained him. He couldn't stop thinking about you.
He was watching the news again. They were talking about his good deeds and people were cheering for the America's hero.
That usually put a smile on his face, but not today. Today, he just wanted to be your hero.
And from now on, he will not leave you ot of his sight ever again.
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