Resistance Training (Fire Emblem Fanzine contribution)

Hey guys, I made a small contribution to Hearts As One, a Fire Emblem 18+ fanzine, and figured you'd guys wanna check it out. I'm posting my own contribution to the zine as well; it was a collab with nettleseeds who provided the illustration (pictured below).

If you're interested in Fire Emblem and are open to hypno and other fetish content, check out the zine! It came out pretty good I think!

[Story Listing]

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"You know we were just out on the market to get groceries, right?" Cynthia muttered aloud, a puzzled look on her face. "Why'd you get a weird hunk of metal like that?"

"It's not just a hunk of metal," Severa scoffed. "It's a piece of magic equipment, a pendulum that rises at the user's command!"

"Eh? That's an oddly specific thing for it to do..." Cynthia tilted her head. "...Oh! Is it so you can check the time while your hands are full? Like with a sword and shield?? JUSTICE STRIKE-"

"Don't be an idiot! If you swing the groceries around like nunchucks it will spoil the tomatoes!" Severa gnashed her teeth.

"Ohhhh, yeah... heh, forgot I was holding them!" Cynthia beamed. "So then, uh, what is it good for?"

"The pendulum swings at a steady rhythm, in an almost hypnotic manner." Severa explained. "I plan on honing my mental resistance so that I'm immune to any foul tricks!"

"Ooh! That sounds... fun!" Cynthia forced a smile, her eyes watching the pendulum glow and, seemingly on its own, rising above the bed. "O-oh shoot, are you getting started right now?"

"Yes!" Severa insisted. "Now leave me alone! I need to concentrate, and your idiotic tendencies might rub off on me if we're in the same room for too long..."

"Alright alright, sheesh!" Cynthia let out a lighthearted laugh as Severa hurried off into the master bedroom; as the door slammed shut, Cynthia shrugged to herself. "Lemme just put the groceries away then, no biggie...."

Cynthia hummed to herself as she traipsed around the kitchen, stowing the foodstuffs into the pantries by type, and ensuring the perishables made it to a magic-enhanced cupboard for refrigeration. As Cynthia was wrapping up with the perishables, Cynthia took a second glance at the best before date on the roast, and pret near did a double-take. It was discounted to sell!

"Oh shoot, that's gonna go bad after today... big damn roast too." Cynthia murmured. She hurried off to see Severa; in her haste, she neglected to knock at the door and just traipsed in... well, it was her house, after all, so...

"Hey Severaaaa! That roast you picked up is gonna go bad real soon, we should invite some people for a... a..."

Cynthia trailed off as she spotted Severa on the bed, eyes glazed over as they followed the swinging of that eerie magic pendulum, magically suspended in the middle of the room.

Cynthia paused for a beat, and then let out a hearty laugh. "I was gone for, like, five seconds!"

Severa's expression was twisted, reflecting boy pleasure and pain, hypnotic spirals consuming the whites of her eyes, Cynthia's eyes rose to the swaying of the pendulum... before forcing herself to look away. She figured she'd be fine, because of her heroic resistance, but in actuality, the pendant was just facing the opposite direction...

Cynthia tilted her head to get a better look at the enraptured red-head and the curious position she was in. Her ass was raised, as if presenting to an unseen third party. Her pants were lowered, and her top drawn to reveal as much of her silky-smooth skin as possible. She was rocking her hips back and forth, chuckling excitedly, yet incoherently.

"Is this part of her training, I wonder...?" Cynthia got a glimpse at Severa's outer lips, quivering and yearning to be filled. Cynthia wondered if she could help at all with the training, and stepped over to a cabinet drawer. She was sure the well-ribbed lady's toy—affectionately called the mighty Ragnell—would be of keen interest to Severa...

"H-haaahh... unf! Unf..."

The bed springs began to creak in a rhythmic fashion. Cynthia's paused to look over, gawking as Severa's began to rock the bed all on her lonesome, her hair bobbing back and forth, her hands grasping at the bedsheets, her ass gyrating as if she were reclassed as a dancer for the first time. She grunted over and over, shaking the bed with every... thrust, Cynthia supposed?

Cynthia blinked and rubbed her eyes, just to see if a third strange may have traipsed through the window or some such while she wasn't looking. But there truly was no one there.

"Yess... deeeeperrrrr... mrrghhHH!" Severa bit her lip as an illusory shaft plunged deeper into her, harder into her, a puddle of drool collecting under her chin. She arched her back, panting as she rocked her hips over and over.

Cynthia blushed furiously. She did realize that this entire spell was but a trick of the mind, but... she did feel as though she was violating Severa's privacy. On the other hand, a spotter was usually recommended for training of all sorts...

Cynthia leaned forward to snap her fingers before Severa, waved her hand, hollered... and still Severa rocked back and forth, getting utterly fucking railed all the while.

"Hoo boy, she's zonked this time... no resistance at all." Cynthia shook her head, clicking her tongue. "Really need to start with the basics before jumping at the hard stuff."

"KYAAAAAA!~ CYNTHIAAAA! I LOVE YOUUUUUUUU NGHAAAAAAAAAA!~~" Severa screamed shrilly, cumming at the same time as she arched her back. Her tongue lolled before she collapsed all at once in her own juices, eyes spiralling a little more slowly.

The pendulum fell to the bed with a clink, a connection rupturing between the device and Severa herself. Cynthia, witnessing all this play out, blushed furiously. Why would Severa say something like that? It seemed that the curt redhead had been physically and mentally undressed, to blurt out something like that unprompted.

As Cynthia thought of what to make of this revelation, Severa stirred, groaning.

"Ugh... my head... Cynthia?" Severa muttered. She felt cool air on her exposed skin, and as she realized where Cynthia was staring... at her voluptuous behind.

"GYA!? CYNTHIA!?" Severa scrambled to her knees, tugging her shirt down as she tried to protect her modesty. "What are you doing here!? Why am I half naked!?"

"Huh? You... don't remember?" Cynthia cocked her head to the side. The hypnosis must've been in and out like a blur... but Cynthia couldn't forget what she heard.

"You said you loved me~" Cynthia hugged herself with a biiiiiiig grin. Severa panicked visibly, her face turning a stark shade of red not unlike her messed-up hair.

"Y-you didn't! You couldn't, I never... I-I wouldn't say such a thing so, so hackneyed-"

While Severa was feverishly ranting, Cynthia had, in a heroic flourish, relieved herself of her clothes, stripping down her white, lacey undergarments. She crawled onto bed and reached forward to draw Severa's head in for a big, passionate kiss on the lips.

It seemed to be the only thing that could shut her up for a second. Severa stared, her blushing form seemingly ready to boil over.

"You wanna do it again with the real deal?" Cynthia smirked, waving the strap-on "Ragnell" in her hand. As it quivered and buzzed in Cynthia's hand, Severa's trembling lips curved into a smile.

"Y... yeah. I-I do..." Severa stammered.