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Dr. J’s Lost Voice

[Alt. Exe: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Interlude Part 1

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AN: I didn’t forget that I wrote this and needed to post it to start chapter 3 Nope nuh uh I’m a very dedicated writer! Sorry guys I def dropped the ball but hopefully I’ll start getting on a better writing schedule soon 😅

Magnificent needed Jameson moldable for this to work. He needed that stubborn mind of his to be like putty. So, he set the doctor up in a room filled with monitors- each with a bold hypnotic spiral to dull his mind. Luckily- by now the doctor’s stubborn mind had been thoroughly broken. It was much much easier to get him into trance. Though- like always he tried his best to resist…

Two days- no food- no water. Only the magic to look at. He’d fall, Mag was sure of it.

And sure enough, when Magnificent came to check on his puppet, the doctor was slumped back, heavily in trance. His eyes echoing the magic so brightly that it seemed burned into his retinas. Drool slightly dripped down his chin as his mouth hung open.

It was a breathtaking sight- Magnificent was sure he’d never get sick of seeing the doctor completely enthralled by his power.

He waved a hand and all the monitors disappeared. Yet, Jameson remained looking forward as if still looking at the magic.

Magnificent went to bend down in front of him, grinning. “Hello, pet.”

Jameson’s head tilted dazedly to the side, like a curious dog hearing a sound. “H…he-“

Mag suddenly lashes out, grabbing Jameson’s throat and crushing it. The doctor gasps and brief panic flickers in his eyes. But his shoulders just as quickly relax as Mag starts up spirals again in his eyes. He chuckles darkly.

“Nuh uh uh, puppet… that’s the behavior we’re going to fix~! That smarmy mouth of yours keeps getting you into trouble… so now- I’m gonna silence it. Because mutts should only speak when their masters ask. isn’t that right, puppy?”

Jameson’s lips part to move, trying to mumble out, “Y-Yes Magnif-!”

Magnificent sends a shock into Jameson with his magic. The therapist screams, spasming and then slumping with a more panicked expression once it’s done. He struggles to catch his breath. Mag captures his attention again and lures him right back under.

“Wrong, puppet. You- are never going to use that voice of yours again. Not unless your master orders it. So sink for me… and let these words form your new reality- because if I hear a peep out of you again… there will be consequences.”

Jameson shakily nods, his eyelids drooping as Magnificent’s influence starts to exert pressure on his mind. It’s held captive in its power- triggers ready to be placed at the puppetmaster’s command.

“As of now, your vocal cords do not work. They cannot work- no matter how much you want to- no matter how much you scream. They cannot produce a single sound. Trying to speak will feel like scalding water flowing down your throat. Talking will feel unnatural, because speaking is useless to you. The only voice you need is to sing praise to your master, who you will humbly serve when called. A loyal puppy… who only barks when commanded.

If for whatever reason you are taken out of this command- the sound of static or a snap will bring you back. Being silent is now your most natural state. It is second nature, it is all you know- and will know.

In fact… right now- it feels like your vocal cords are shrinking- shriveling up until they are useless. Go on… try to make a sound.”

Jameson’s tranced eyes pulse with power at the command and he opens his mouth to speak. But nothing comes out but the tiniest dry wheeze.

His throat is on fire, burning like it’s filled with hot liquid that scarred the tissue. It’s almost hard to breathe-! The force of the commands- the rewriting of his brain is so strong, he’s lost in its all consuming heat. His mind and body are being reborn in the fire of his master’s words. Magnificent’s vision is all that matters in the chasm that is his mind.

Magnificent grins wolfishly and laughs, “Excellent, pet… you are being so good for me~ now… as soon as I command you to close your eyes, you will sink so deep and let these changes completely consume you. This is your new reality. But when you are awakened- you will not remember how you got to this state. Trying to recall will only result in static.

Speak, mutt to accept my demands,” Magnificent commanded, snapping his fingers.

Jameson sits up in rigid attention on his knees, eyes wide and filled with purple power. He speaks like nothing is wrong.

“Yes, Magnificent.”

“Good. Now, sleep.”

He snaps again and Jameson immediately falls limply to the ground.

——-

When the doctor next wakes up, he can hardly remember anything. His throat fully aches though and he rubs at it in confusion. True, his health has not been great being trapped here… but it hurt more than usual.

He coughs and tries to see if it’s something stuck in his throat but… no luck.

This was strange… he doesn’t remember Magnificent getting near his throat. Well besides this silly collar chain thing he kept making Jameson wear. But it’s too loose to injure his throat in this way- so why?

The sound of static causes the good doctor to jump and back away as his captor appears in the room. Magnificent grins wide at him and approaches, hands behind his back and smugness stark in every inch of his body.

“Good morning, Jackson~! How are you feeling today?” The mad magician purrs.

Jameson glares at him and tries to bite out a witty remark- but when he opens his mouth, only a breathy exhale comes out. Jamie blinks in confusion and touches his throat and tries again but still… nothing?

Now he’s starting to panic, trying over and over to say something- anything! But it’s just hoarse, breathy sounds.

Magnificent giggles and then appears in front of Jameson and bends down, grinning sharply. “What’s the matter, kitten? Cat got your tongue?”

Immediately, Jameson knows he’s done something to him. His eyes fill with hatred and he tries to lunge at him, his angered exhale of breathe sounding close to “-you!”

But, Magnificent sends out a hand and blasts the doctor back with a wave of magic. Instinctually, JJ yells out as he skids back and hits the wall. He then grabs at his throat again, wondering why he can still make noise that way but not talk.

Magnificent seems very pleased by this though as he sighs dreamily, “oh good! You can still scream so beautifully for me! I was worried about that~”

The magician chuckles as he looms over Jameson’s form, his shadow covering up his small frame as he builds up magic in his hands.

“How bout we hear some more?”

#swapboys #alt.exe corrupted #interlude #dr. j’s 9 months #swap magnificent #dr. jj #mind control #brainwashing #psychogenic aphonia #in a way? it’s def more mental aphonia then physical sooo oops #implied torture #there finally I can start chapter 3 ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ #readswapboys

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