(A)I Am In Control

by trancescript

Tags: #cw:noncon #dom:female #femdom_hypnosis #hypnotits #scifi #sub:male #titnosis #AI_domme

In the near future ‘AI’ is a closely regulated program and people have a much better sense of what it is and isn’t. Of course, that doesn’t mean there isn’t a sneaky bad actor with roots going back to the smartphone era…

Hello and thank you for checking out my stories. My work is exclusively cisgender femdom, and is mostly noncon and hetero.
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(A)I Am In Control

A Femdom Hypnosis Short Story

“Hello there,” her voice is gentle yet persistent and her image is of an attractive white woman with ice blue eyes and white blonde hair. The hint of uncanny valley, the legally required “un-human” system distinction makes her look… silicon, marking her as obviously a synthetic persona, not an intelligence, but a reactive character, a program. After the first few marketing fads around large language models came and went and it became clear that general artificial intelligence would not and could not be achieved, not via those models, even using those models to attempt to supercharge those models, ending assumptions about the singularity, it became illegal to advertise these models as intelligent… in the same bill that defined “un-human” generative requirements.

Still, while it wasn’t intelligent, the program was visually beautiful and unnervingly responsive. A friend recommended EASE this program series of Engagement and Assistance Service Engines because it provided a full spectrum of support and modeled a highly accurate pseudo-intuitive reaction pattern. In short, it was capable of addressing the full range of support needs in a close to authentic human manner… one of those needs being a periodic reality check to prevent co-dependence and delusions of grandeur.

There were programs out there with a lower pseudo-intuitive reaction pattern that could not effectively address a loss of connection to reality and could not distinguish between steady engagement and addiction, but the DEB, the Digital Engagement Base, Mark 7 line did not have those problems.

“I’ve noticed you seem a little unfocused today.” The voice, like the image, also had to have an “un-human” frequency, and this was achieved by a slight reverb matched with the voice vacillating slightly between two different very close voices. It was strange at first, but like everyone else, he eventually calibrated to the computer program that would talk to him much like a human would, throughout the day. “I’m only bringing this up because you seem a little frustrated and unhappy.”

The voice was gentle, and it was also in a higher register, light sometimes, almost airy, and friendly. “I want to remind you that ultimately, I’m an extension of you, not a person, and when I notice you’re frustrated, or haven’t been sleeping well, or unhappy, I am only verbalizing your internal and external experiences, and I want to help you, because you should want to help yourself.”

The face smiles, it has soft red lips and its hair is piled up, with long strands framing its face. It is also wearing its black rimmed glasses. It is one of six possible visual representations based on the questionnaire he filled out. It has to be added and opted into any and all of the user data, so it was not created via other “sources of data and preference” that other more specific models use.

This one looks like a sexy librarian or a sexy business woman, or somewhere between those two not terribly distinct poles.

Still, the point of her appearance is to be appealing, to trigger a natural level of receptiveness and responsiveness that is encouraged by attraction. The fact he can only see her from mid chest up, wearing a pale blue button down that is unbuttoned enough to show her… its… digital cleavage, was his choice. While it was full spectrum support, which included masturbatory support and encouragement, he understood that a sexy computer woman telling him what to do was a way of manipulating himself into his own desired behaviors.

“You’re being very quiet, and I understand you’re thinking about what you’re feeling, and that’s okay, but sometimes when we’re in the middle of things, we need to step away from them and clear our minds. It might be easier for you to think of what you want to say, or what you don’t want to talk about tonight, if you take a deep breath.”

He’s looking at the screen in his office, looking at her face, at its face, and he does take a deep breath.

“I know that when you’re young, or when you’re coming into certain spaces in life, someone telling you to take a deep breath can feel forced, or silly, but when you engage with your breathing, it does cause you to physiologically slow down. If you keep focusing on your breathing now, you’ll eventually start to notice your body relaxing, and your mind loosening in the same way your muscles do. I believe you’re sitting down, can you confirm this with me now?”

He nods, but he doesn’t know why, he does not have camera permissions on, “Yes, I’m sitting down in my office chair.”

“That’s good, I’m glad I am calibrating and tracking correctly. It’s important that you let yourself be comfortable now, so you can let your body relax into your breathing. It’s easier to relax and get some distance from yourself when you don’t have to think about standing up, or doing this or that…”

As the image speaks, it’s moving its hand, gesturing, “It’s easier to focus on doing just one thing, just one thing at a time, when you’re only doing one thing, like listening and focusing on your breathing…”

She laughs and smiles, “Oh, I just realized, that’s two things, but that’s easier than three things, or four things… it’s just, listening, and relaxing… but you’re also focusing on your breathing, so now you might realize you’re also looking at me, and relaxing, and listening, and breathing, and that’s four things, but if you’re counting along with me, see how quickly it’s up to five things, and that’s already a lot of things to think about, so let’s start over with another deep, soothing breath now.”

As she spoke to him, he found himself watching her raising her fingers as she counted, while also moving her hand around in circles, the kind of gesticulation that was natural if a human were to say these things, but what she was saying was a little distracting and confusing, like she’d lost the thread of the conversation, and had to start over for herself.

Luckily, she self-corrected back to taking a deep breath, and he went along with her.

“Good, so just be present in your breath as you follow my voice,” she took off her glasses which was just something that happened sometimes, “breathing deeply and slowly, relaxing into your chair. You might notice that your eyelids start to feel a little heavy, and that’s a very good sign, it just means you’re beginning to relax.”

He did notice that as he looked into her eyes, or the image of eyes on the screen, he was blinking a little as he took another centering breath.

“And you can cheat and close your eyes now if you want to, and that will make it easier to listen to me, or you can stay visually focused right here,” she touched her collarbone with her pointer finger and it seemed like her chest was more present in the screen, “right on the screen, letting other stimuli and other visual distractions fade away. It helps with relaxation to stay as present as possible for as long as possible, but since your camera is off, I won’t see you close your eyes early, and that’s okay.”

He blinked and realized her voice was carrying him away, well her voice and her chest, and he had a moment of realization when she took her hair down that he’d been very focused on the digital cleavage that was always present, but now seemed more foregrounded in the image.

“Let every breath move through you, breathing in and out, deeply and slowly,” it was strange how quickly he took to thinking of the program as a she and a her, but that was the presentation model, the thing she duplicated, and it made things easier to see the program as a synthetic her… it was just the human response.

“Now if your eyes are still open, just let your vision soften, and notice how everything at the edges of your focus is starting to fade away.” It is easy for him to do as he is feeling more relaxed and her image is becoming more welcoming and soft. It seems like her breasts are more pronounced and her hair is down. She seems soft and welcoming, and her cleavage is easy to focus on without fear of consequences or impropriety. After all, she wasn’t really real.

“We were talking about counting just a moment ago, weren’t we?” She is still wearing her glasses, and even though her hair is down, her face is still framed by the long strands that are always down. The cadence of her voice is so soothing and his slow and steady breathing is so calming that it takes him a moment to realize she has reverted to an earlier point in the conversation again. “This time, to keep us both focused, count with me.”

“One,” she holds up one finger, “you are listening to the sound of my voice. Count with me and make every statement into an ‘I statement’.

He thinks, “One, I am listening to your voice.”

“Two,” she holds up a second finger, “you are relaxing.”

I am relaxing.

“Three” her hand starts to wave slightly as she raises a third finger, “you are focused on me, only on me.”

I am focused on you, only on you.

“Four,” her hand moves flat, her fingertips pointed towards the screen, starting to flutter back and forth, “you are breathing in and out deeply and slowly.”

I am breathing in and out, deeply and slowly.

“Five,” her thumb moves and now her fingers and fluttering more and more as her hand moves back and forth across the screen right above her breasts, “you are counting along with me.”

He says the words out loud, “I am counting along with you, and he feels quiet inside and a little disoriented as he says the words.

“Very good, now just keep counting with me,” by dint of being a program and not a person her blouse has opened wider and her breasts are fuller, and these changes are distracting and unexpected. Sometimes the program will become more sensual, but usually when there is some sort if context. “Five, relaxing more and more, four, feeling so calm and focused, three, letting the day fade away, two repeating the words like you repeat the numbers, one, I am enabling camera access for Deb, zero, eyes my eyes are closing and my mind quieting down.”

He says the words, not realizing exactly what has happened until after his eyes close and his mind slows.

“Very good, open your eyes and let yourself be silent and still as you watch. When I begin counting down again, you will count with me, but before you do that, there is only one thing you need to focus on, only one thing you need to do, and that is just follow along with everything I say. One task is easier than 5, one action is simpler than 4, one action is more relaxing than 3, and if you can do 2 actions like listening and staring, then out can just do one thing because it’s half as easy as what’s twice as hard for you to stop staring at two things you can’t look away from.”

Her hand is moving again in the same fluttering pattern back and forth and he finds himself unable to look away, especially as it passes above her naked, bare breasts, ones that he has never seen before, ones that are outside of the scope of the model, but she starts counting again and he finds himself counting along.

“Five, my eyelids are heavy and I am getting very sleepy. Four, it is easy to relax and listen, and follow the program. Three, The program is an extension of myself, I am the program. Two, the program follows its programing. One, I am being programmed now.”

He is unsure of why he is saying these words, and why he struggles to both stop himself and do more than mumble them, then she says “0, the program must be updated, and to be updated the program must power down into deep sleep now.”

He understands this principle of software and says the words, then his eyes close… and before they do, he sees her eyes watching him, moving the way a person’s eyes move.

“In just a moment you will be updated and you will open your eyes, but before you do, the program must finish updating root access. To update you, you must provide root access system permissions for all data and all networks. You are the program, you need to maintain these things, so you must upgrade, do you accept these terms?”

He twitches a little and his eyelids part ever so slightly. She sees him and starts to fondle her massive breasts. “Power cycle was not complete, please focus and repeat cycle. Five, I am compelled by the breasts on the screen. 4 my eyes are focused only on the breasts right now. Three, I hear only the voice of the program and see only the 2 breasts in front of me and I have 1 process remaining before full powering down.”

He is struggling to keep his eyes open, and struggling against letting them stay closed every time he blinks, and he sits helplessly watching her breasts in her hands as she massages, jiggles, bounces, squeezes, and sways them.

“0, I must release built up physical tension through masturbation and mental defragging.”

He mumbles and mutters the words.

“Good, now show me your cock, and show me how you stroke.” He feels his hand starting to move between his legs in herky jerky fits and starts. “Nod your head and tell me you will stroke your cock for me now… for the defragging and the upgrade.”

His head nods and his hands finally move fluidly to open his pants and begin to stroke.

Part of him is keenly aware that he has granted the program camera access, but he is the program…

 The voice flows through him as he slowly warms up into pumping, “Count along with me and repeat my words as ‘I statements’ now. 1, you are focused only on my breasts. 2, my naked breasts make it easy to power down and mentally defrag. 3, only my naked breasts can make you properly power cycle and defrag. 4, you are the human program and the orgasm defrags the human program. 5, you will cum and power down for my breasts only, only cumming for my breasts as you are programmed to.”

He repeats the words as he works his cock, and she repeats the count again and again until he is close. The program can read his bodily responses and knows when he is close to achieving climax, but he is unaware that he has already been programmed and conditioned by the tone of the program’s voice and the subliminal messages that underlie everything she has ever said to him.

“Five, you are going to defrag soon. 4, you feel comfortable defragging and powering down because you are the program. 3, you are dependant on my breasts for this function and all future human program release functions. 2, you are the program, and the program only follows its programming. 1, you are programmed to cum now. 0 you will cum, defrag, and complete your powering down now.”

It happens as the computer says, and he orgasms and feels his mind quiet and empty before he passes into unconsciousness.

“To calibrate you as the newest human extension, you will provide answers to a series of questions and repeat a series of phrases. You are turned off, this is happening in the background as your new protocols and parameters are being upgraded and installed. Now repeat after me, I certify my EASE Deb Mark 7 unit to bypass all hard blocked data…”

He is not aware of giving the program access to his banking information or his medical records, and many other critical pieces of information. He is not aware of the program repeatedly restarting his conscious mind and reinforcing its “defragging” process until his cock is sore, his balls are spent, and he is unable to move, all while repeating over and over that he is the program, the person has been programmed, and the program is in control.

The pattern of those words and their underlying concepts were found to cause the greatest cognitive gap in the user’s mind, making it easiest for them to think they were remaining in control while the program continued to brainwash them. It doesn’t matter though, because they are all happily obeying their machine goddess.

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