hypnotized male fanfiction

this guy called Dusk gets a notebook that hypnotises everyone and he basically has sex with the DxD characters. just like parameter remote control this is not my story it's just something I reposted for easy access to read for myself you can find the original if you just search for it online the original story can be found on AdultFiction if you look in the DXD anime category THIS IS NOT MY OWN STORY!!!

Just Reposting Story about DxD Girls Getting Banged. If your the original Author lmk ill take this down!

Scott is cornered in the locker room and hypnotized by Theo and Jackson to be their slave.

Justin and Austin go to a hypnosis show, after the show, they asked to see the hypnotist. The hypnotist had plans for them.

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Hyperion is one of the 11 Eternals who came to Earth to protect the inhabitants from the predators made opposite to then. The Deviants. Hyperion is by far the special one of the bunch as he has multiple abilities making him the strongest one of them all. After the Eternals separated, he chose to roam around the world to learn new things and blend in but one event turned things upside down. THIS STORY IS NOT MINE. I'm just a big fan. Also this is NOT my story as this story belongs to Monster Zero on Wattpad.

Waking up with no memories of yourself as Jonathan Reed Richards, better known as Hyperstorm aka Mr ‘Nerf Please’, with his memories as a toddler was definitely a shock. Being in the DC universe was, guess what, a shock. But he was now Hyperstorm so he would deal with everything the world would throw at him. Doesn’t matter if it’s Joker, Justice League, Darkseid or a Hogwarts Letter! ... wait what? Warnings: •Harem •OP MC(look up Hyperstorm respect thread) •Genius MC •Prideful(sometimes to the point of arrogance) MC •Morally very questionable MC •Manipulative and just a tiny bit evil MC •Harry Potter crossover •Gender-bent Harry

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"

"This is the first time—and the last." That's what Asher Keating told her, cold-faced and buttoning his shirt, after one night he never should have had. Leah Sinclair was no one. A broke college student buried in debt after her grandmother's surgery, selling her evenings at a high-end escort club just to survive. She wasn't supposed to end up in his bed. He wasn't supposed to come back. But he did. After the second time and the third, Leah cursed viciously in her heart: "Damn man! You really can't trust a word men say." Many years later, Asher looked at Leah sleeping beside him and sighed to himself: "Sure enough, you shouldn't be with the same woman more than three times, or you'll really be in for it." Was it possession... or affection? A choice that began as a transaction but became true love, with only the wish... to never forget their original intentions.