Pre-Conditioned

Happy Wednesday everyone! got another short littke 3,000 word tease story to share with you all today, this time featuring Bigvixie (https://twitter.com/BigVixie) finding herself on the receiving end of some unexpected and unknown hypnotizing.

Its fun to tease people online all the time. It's even more fun to get to meet them in person and tease them even more. 

Vixie is experiencing this firsthand during her first meeting with the dragon she's been chatting online with for the past few months. He'd always been good at pushing her buttons but having him standing there in front of her seemed to make those teasing little scenarios he made her fantasize about seem so much more real for some reason she just can't seem to put her finger on... 

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Pre-Conditioned 

By Dragonien

"This is totally, completely unfair."

Vixie's voice came out in a flustered huff despite her best efforts to try to mask it with an air of judgement. Her head was turned to the side and her chin angled upwards with a haughty air in an attempt to give her an excuse to avert her gaze from the red dragon standing in front of her. It wasn't working too well, though, from the way he could see her eyes darting to the side to sneak further glances at him.

"I'm literally just standing here. I haven't even said anything yet!" Dragonien protested.

Despite his protests he was unable to keep the grin off of his own face as he stood there, just as he had said. He knew the effect he was having on her and he was relishing it.

"That's the problem!" She huffed out again. "You just standing there being all...." She paused, waving a hand up and down to gesture in his general direction for emphasis. "Tall and stuff! It's completely unfair!"

"It's unfair that I'm tall? I can't really help that." Dragonien retorted.

"Yea but like... being that tall is like, illegal. I mean you can’t even fit in the doorway without ducking under it. If you stood on your tiptoes I bet your horns would scratch my ceiling! That's absolutely Illegal. I'm calling the cops."

At that, Dragonien crossed his arms over his chest and smirked down at her. His tail flicked briefly behind him in a subtle show of his own amusement. Rather than back down, though, Dragonien escalated the situation by taking a half step closer to Vixie and closing what little space had been left between them. From his sudden proximity of the 'too tall' dragon, Vixie's cheeks began to blush so brightly he could actually see a bit of the color change even through her facial fur. This was exactly the problem. With him standing so close the disproportionate size difference was put on maximum display. Vixie wasn't necessarily short. She wasn't going to be setting any world records for tallest fox girl in the world but her five-foot-nine-inch height was perfectly respectable. The problem was Dragonien, who's ridiculous height of eight-foot-four-inches left him absolutely TOWERING over the comparatively tiny vixen. it didn't help that his close proximity acted as a radical, constant reminder of this as the moderate swell of his own gut brushed against the front of her chest and the tip of her chin from the sheer size difference between the two. With both of them standing up straight she was barely above eye level with the top of his stomach. 

In response Vixie rounded on Drago, turning herself to fully face him and starting to open her mouth to chastise him again. Her words died in her throat when she begun craning her head back to look him face to face and it dawned on her just how far back she was having to tip her head. Her rigidly pointing finger withered along with her retort as she found herself having to lean backwards slightly, chin angled all the way up to meet his grinning gaze.

"Yyyyessss?" he cooed out teasingly.

Rather than reply, Vixie simply huffed and crossed her arms underneath her ample, purple tank top-clad bosom and pouted. While Vixie wasn't the tallest girl around she had plenty of heft both in her overall body mass and in her ample bosom specifically. The wide hips and thick ass that easily could overflow most chairs just enough to be noticed and thick thighs and a plump gut just thick enough to give her a bit of jiggle and jostle as she moved around. She may not be tall, but she had plenty of weight to throw around. So being made to feel small like this wasn't something she was used too. 

"You should have warned me or something." She huffed, more under her breath to herself than actually to the dragon standing in front of her.

"I did! It was in my profile that I KNOW you've read! we've been talking for weeks now how did you not see it?!" Dragonien defended himself, still more amused than anything else.

"I thought it was a typo or that you were just teasing me or something!" She retorted, head turning to the side as she again tried to mask her profuse blushing.

Sighing, Dragonien shook his head and chuckled at Vixie. Seeing her all flustered like this was just too adorable for him to handle. Which was all the more reason for him to take the next step and what else she had thought was just teasing and playing around.

"Well. If you can get past the fact that I'm some giant monster freak." He joked, earning him a sharp glare from the vixen even as he saw her shift nervously at the thought that clearly reminded her of some of the other things he'd teased her about online. "Have you been listening to those audio files I sent you?"

Vixie took a moment to consider his question then lowered her defensive posturing a bit. Her arms uncrossed from under her chest and she shifted nervously from one foot to the other. An embarrassed, lop-sided smile spread across her muzzle as she looked up at him through a stray strand of hair. 

"Y-yea... I have. I definitely think they were starting to affect my dreams. I uh... I had some pretty good ones the last few nights after you gave me the latest file." She admitted. 

While she purposefully avoided more detail from the way she was squirming and blushing at the thought of the files it wasn't hard to piece together that those dreams had been more 'personal' than she had been expecting. That only encouraged the dragon. He started to walk a slow circle around the vixen; taking note of how each of his heavy footsteps caused a low, resonant thump to echo through the house and how Vixie's ears twitched each time she heard it. When he'd completed a full circle around her he stopped in front of her again and gave her a playful smile. Then, turning his back to her, he casually strolled his way over towards her couch and plopped down on it. The poor, overtaxed piece of furniture let out an audible groan in protest of the sudden multiple hundred pounds of dragon flopping down atop it. One of his legs raised up and with a dull THUD, he casually propped one of his feet upon its heel atop her coffee table. 

He could see Vixie's eyes immediately go to his foot; already free of the large open-toed boot that he had worn over to visit her and bare for the world to see. Even compared to his impressive height it was damned big; easily more than twice the size of her own foot if they were compared side by side despite the fact he was barely more than 1/3 more her height. Each of the three clawed digits in the otherwise human-shaped red appendage was the size of a small lemon and could almost fill one of her palms if she tried to grasp it. While she made no move to speak or react at his casual display of overly-comfortable relaxation in her home it was obvious he had her undivided attention. 

"You know. If this was one of our little online tease sessions this is where I'd snap my fingers and have you come over here and start giving me a foot rub." he said with a playful tone of voice. 

For a moment, Vixie didn't respond. She was still a bit overwhelmed by the entire situation; the reality of their size difference and Dragonien's casual display of what they both knew was one of her weaknesses.  Then, she seemed to regain herself and placed a hand on her hip and sniped back at him.

"Yea, you wish. Sorry, big boy. Gotta at least buy me dinner first." She retorted, a bit of the confidence returning to her voice. "Then maybe we'll see if you can get a goodnight kiss on the cheek and take things from there."

It wasn't that she was opposed to his proposition, mind you. Hell, if anything she was flattered and a bit turned on at the forward way in which the dragon was acting. But she had gotten to know him, at least a little bit, over the weeks they had been talking online and as much as she enjoyed the ideas that he came up with she also knew what he'd do with a little bit of traction and encouragement. In her mind, it was best to play a little bit of hard to get; make him work for it and see what he came up with. 

"I mean. I'm not opposed to a nice dinner and movie together. Then come back for some light snuggling over coffee. But we both know that's not what you're thinking about right now." Dragonien accused as his playful expression turning more devious; more predatory. "If this were one of our little tease sessions that wouldn't be necessary."

Vixie absolutely did not swallow nervously; that would have been an unacceptable show of weakness in front of the dragon so readily teasing her without restraint. Her ears did flatten for the briefest of seconds as the mental image of what he was implying floated through her head, though she quickly forced them back up through sheer force of will. Dragonien was an apex predator, though, and even small, subtle signs of weakness stood out to him like beacons. Which was going to make the next part so much more fun for him. Not because he knew he could do it, but rather that he knew that, somewhere in her head past any disbelief and lack of expectation, Vixie wanted it too.

"If this were one of our little teases all I would have to do..." Dragonien explained, pausing to let his voice take on a more quiet and soothing tone of voice. A voice that soothed rather than challenged and was just firm enough to be understood yet quiet enough the listener was forced to make an effort to listen. "Is start speaking like this... speak slow and gentle to direct your mind where I want it to go..."

Vixie felt her face heating up again as her embarrassment built; memories of the things they had chatted about and the things he'd teased her with building all kinds of hypothetical fantasies in her head against her will. Hell, the sound of him speaking like that; the same way he had in those voice files he had sent to make her squirm almost made her feel like she was starting to drift off simply from expecting herself to do so. Part of her regretted ever telling him about her little hypnosis fantasies, while the rest of her was wishing for nothing more than for his idle 'threats' of brainwashing her would turn out to be true right here and now rather than just some elaborate mutual fantasy the two had built up together. 

"But that would take too long." Dragonien continued, his voice returning to a more normal, though still soft and subdued tone. "I'd have to spend all afternoon putting you under and programming all the little triggers and ideas in your head that I wanted there. No. If I was smart, I'd have already laid the groundwork."

Vixie took a step closer to Dragonien seemingly unable to find something to respond to his teasing words too. Instead she shut her mouth and swallowed briefly, trying to wet the suddenly dry interior of her mouth as she struggled for any response to the dragon's teasing other than simply standing there and letting herself be made to squirm. When he mentioned groundwork, though, her heartbeat quickened and a new blush began to creep through her as she realized he had been setting this entire little real-life role-play session up all along with those binaural audio files he had been sending her. Setting up this whole elaborate scenario to let her fantasize about him coming over to her house and on their first meeting turning her into his little hypnotized plaything. 

"I'd already have it set up just as I'd like so as soon as I came over I could just snap my fingers and you'd be exactly like I wanted you to be." he continued.

Finally, Vixie regained enough composure to try and respond to his teasing even as she took another step closer to him.

"Alright calm down now. Don't you think this is... is a bit much-" she started to say, only to have Dragonien continue talking over her. Not trying to talk her down but simply continuing to speak even as she did. 

"I'd have it set up so all I'd have to do is just raise my fingers..." He said, right hand raising up to make a show of his index finger and thumb pressed together, ready to snap.

"-bit much for a first visit to-"Vixie continued speaking.

Snap.

The moment the sound came from Dragonien's fingers the entire room went dead silent. It was as if the whole world had gone completely still in that instant; or at least that's how it felt. In reality the moment he had snapped his fingers Vixie's voice had cut off like someone had pulled the plug on her microphone. She stood there, still staring at him with the same expression she'd had moments before. Still covered with that look of flustered embarrassment, disbelief, expectation and tiny twinges of unrealistic hope that the little scenario he was describing might be actually real. if someone wasn't looking very hard they'd think that she had simply frozen in time; completely unmoving. If you looked closer, though, anyone would be able to see she was still breathing. faint, subtle shifts of her chest, neck and nostrils as well as tiny, unconscious movements of her body to maintain her balance were the only signs that she hadn't become a living statue. 

Dragonien smiled at the sight; proud that things had worked out exactly as he had hoped. She'd listened to the files exactly as instructed without any idea that they held real subliminal messages beneath them; the kind that she probably thought were nothing more than fantasy and pipe dreams. And now here she was, standing there completely under his control. Control that he decided to test, just to be sure he'd done everything right.

"Stand on one foot." he ordered.

Instantly, Vixie's left foot rose up and her body began to wobble slightly back and forth as she unconsciously worked to keep her balance.

"Back on two feet. Raise your left arm."

She did.

"Now you’re right."

Again, she did.

"Lower your arms. Admit something to me that you would be too embarrassed to say to my face." he ordered without missing a beat.

Instantly Vixie began to speak, her voice calm, casual, but somehow strangely hollow as if it were missing some fundamental spark of personality that gave it true inflection.

"Watching you have to duck down to squeeze under my doorway was one of the hottest things I've seen in years and I'm probably going to be fantasizing about it for months."

That, for once, brought a bit of a blush to Dragonien's face. Not something easily done, or at least not something he'd ever readily admit or show to people if he could help it. At least it proved that his conditioning had worked. Now time for the big test.

"Vixie. When I snap my fingers again, you're going to do all those things with my feet that you said online you wanted to do. All that licking and kissing and worshiping. And it's going to be perfectly natural to you. its fine, after all. It’s no different than me giving you a hug in greeting. In fact, it'd be rude not too. And after all you don't want to be rude the first time you meet someone."

Snap.

"-First visit to meet someone else. I mean don't get me wrong you're speaking my language but let's get more comfortable with each other first before you start trying to role-play my ideal fantasies, ok?" Vixie finished speaking as if no time had passed at all.

As she spoke, she began to move towards Dragonien again. She made her way around to the front of the coffee table and kneeled herself down in front of his propped-up foot, leaning slightly to the side to look past it and up at him. Then, gently, she leaned her muzzle in and let the tip of her nose brush ever so gently along the curvature of his foot's arch. He felt a twinge of wetness as her tongue peeked out and a tiny taste turned into a long, drawn out lap of her tongue from the middle of his foot right up across his middle toe. She showed no signs of further embarrassment or being flustered beyond what the conversation had already brought. Instead, she just glanced around the side of his foot again before giving the side of his toe a loving, affectionate kiss.

"Let's just get to know each other first, ok?" She asked.

When Dragonien nodded at her, she smiled and turned her attention back to the foot in front of her. her lips and tongue began trailing their way methodically across every inch of the heavy appendage, even making a particular effort to get her tongue into the sensitive space between his toes. All the while she gripped either side of his foot with her hands and gently rubbed and kneaded her thumbs into the sensitive flesh; adding a massage to her casual worship of his foot. All the while, as she slathered his foot in the kind of loving attention that she had almost been to embarrassed to even do through a computer screen much less in person, the only thoughts rolling through her heads of note were her wondering where he might take her out to dinner. There wasn't a single trace of confusion as to why she was being so readily willing to indulge herself like this. After all, why would there be? it was just a friendly greeting.