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Nevvyn frequently explores the academy during off hours, as she’s managed to reduce her sleep requirements through creative applications of enchantments. It’s early one Tuesday morning when she stumbles upon what looks to be a storage room off one of the disused hallways in the gymnasium. She’s surprised to find what looks to be a very modern exercise bike stored away from sight. The thing even has a video touchscreen on it! It’s not plugged in, but she figures it’s not too uncommon for devices to run on mana rather than electricity around here. She looks around the room cautiously, checking for any random traps other students might have left, before walking up to the thing. She’s not exactly dressed for a workout, but she has her bag on her and there’s few things she’s not prepared for with it in hand. She pulls out a metal bicep cuff, etched with her trademark runic script, and places it on one arm before tracing one of the sigils on its side.
“Exercise o-outfit two”
She murmurs to the device as the rune starts to glow. The illumination spreads from her creation into her clothing, leaving it looking as if it were composed of light rather than fabric as it starts to shift. She stands there as the glow dims, revealing her new outfit of a sports bra and spandex shorts, both navy blue and clinging tight to her lithe form. Her cheeks have the faintest dusting of pink as she looks down at herself, but she did know what she was putting on and… besides, who else knows about this place anyway? She pulls her long, sandy blonde hair back into a high ponytail as she approaches the machine, moving to adjust the seat height when she’s done. She might have rather long legs for her size, but she’s still quite short.
“A-alright, let’s s-see what you’re all a-about…”
She mutters to herself as she mounts the bike seat, fitting her sneaker-clad feet into the straps on the pedals, placing her hands on the handlebars. She watches the blank screen for a moment to see if it detects her, before beginning to pedal lightly. As she does, the machine seems to flicker on, displaying what looks like a first-person perspective of someone biking along a mountainous trail. She rolls her eyes slightly, but does give a little hum of approval as she speeds up and the perspective accelerates too. She bikes for a little while, keeping the exercise light as she enjoys the scenery. She hadn’t yet gone to the gym today, so a bit of cardio is not something she’s opposed to. But it’s not long before a small popup appears at the bottom of the screen.
Engage High Intensity Training?
“Hah! Y-you screwed up, it’s supposed t-to be high intensity i-interval training. But l-let’s see if you c-can manage a d-decent cardio coach”
She reaches forward to tap the button, making the popup disappear. Nevvyn furrows her brow in slight puzzlement as it seems like nothing’s changed, but after a minute or so, the screen displays a bike ridden by a black silhouette pass her on the trail.
Keep up! blinks on the screen for a moment, and Nevvyn grins as the leading bike starts speeding away.
“Oh c-clever!”
She had been keeping her pace so light that she hadn’t even broken a sweat yet, but as the bike speeds away she leans into a more traditional racer’s pose and begins to pedal faster. She quickly catches up to the lead, eyes tracking that black figure on the bike as it pedals. It seems like… it doesn’t look quite like a true silhouette? Strange, there’s some color there but it’s so faint she can hardly notice it. Her eyes remain trained on the figure as she pedals, following its lead through this mountainous trail. But it’s not long before Slow down! flashes on the screen and the figure grows. She quickly starts easing up on her pace, even if some part of her is intensely curious what might happen if she were to “run into” the thing. Still, testing is for the second attempt, best to let it work as intended on the first go.
“So y-you do know the ‘interval’ p-part after all”
She’s catching her breath at the slower pace, but it’s not long before Follow the lead! flashes on screen and the trail starts going uphill. She lets out a bark of a laugh as, with a faint mechanical whir, the front wheel of the exercise bike elevates, the entire fixture shifting slowly closer to the screen. Weird that the whir doesn’t stop when it’s done though. But a little background hum isn’t going to bother her, even if she did forget to put on headphones. She leans back in as the pace increases, watching the figure on the bike ride through switchbacks as her own bike takes an oddly straight path. Her eyes bounce from one side of the screen to the other, tracking the not-quite-black silhouette as it goes along. It’s a bit strange that they did that but… she supposes it couldn’t exactly simulate turning all that well. Besides, there’s something relaxing to just exercising like this. The screen shows the bike cresting the ridge of the mountain after some good exercise, and Lean in! flickers on the screen as the bike shifts again.
The rear wheel elevates and the front descends as the handlebars shift forward, pulling her into an aerodynamic downhill position with her eyes not a foot from the screen. The mechanical hum is louder now, but it must be from all the shifts it’s doing. Strangely, the lead biker still continues those switchback moves, dragging her eyes from one side of the screen to the other as she finds herself just not quite able to look away from the thing. She’s panting a little, but with the bike going “downhill”, she only barely needs to pedal, so she has time to catch her breath. But her mouth hangs slightly open as she watches the thing, the bilateral stimulation of tracking an image from one side of her vision to the other helping lull her deeper into the runner’s trance.
Or… perhaps it’s not just a runner’s trance. This close, she can finally see what the weird color in the silhouette is… a dull spiral shape that seems to swirl and swirl almost subliminally under the lead figure. Her brow furrows slightly in focus as she realizes what’s going on, but she’s struggling to look away from the thing. She starts leaning back from the screen, but the mechanical hum pulses for a moment and Relax! Lean in! flickers on screen, and she’s obeying the command before she can even think about it. The whirring intensifies again as the handlebars she’s holding split into different segments, delicately cuffing her in place as her expression slackens further and further from staring at the hypnotic figure bounce back and forth on the screen. The silhouette grows and grows as she “catches up” with it on the video, before that subtle spiral is encompassing nearly the entire screen. The center of it still shifts from one side of the screen to the other, dragging Nevvyn’s gaze along with it and sinking her deeper and deeper with each bounce.
Her pedaling gradually slows to a stop, as the exercise bike shifts further. The straps around her feet shift and pull tighter, encircling her ankles before the pedals pull outwards. The bike seat itself flattens out and moves closer to the screen, supporting her belly and leaving her ass practically presented backwards in the perverse mockery of a bike racing pose she’s been put in. Small slots open up on the back wheel of the bike itself, and little nubs emerge as it’s slowly lifted up. The machine calibrates for her height perfectly, as the wheel presses against the cleft of her sex through her spandex shorts. Part of her weight is left to press down on the thing as it starts to slowly spin, rubbing each little nub against her pussy with each inch of rotation. She lets out a tiny mewl of pleasure as a soft masculine voice starts speaking in a relaxing tone.
“Good girl. Just relax. Lean in. Focus on it. Feel yourself sink. Enjoy the trance.”
“G-good girl… r-relax… f-focus… sink… e-enjoy…”
She mumbles along with the voice as it starts repeating those words like a mantra. She does squirm slightly as her pleasure builds from the wheel, but each time she’s told to relax she settles down again, the sensations compounding with the hypnosis to leave her mind foggy and suggestible.
“Just relax. Obey. Listen to me. Listen to my words. Focus on my words. Obey my words.”
“R-relax… obey… l-listen… words… f-focus … obey…”
She’s not even thinking about the words spilling from her mouth. She’s not thinking about much of anything right now. How could she? Her eyes are half-lidded but they still track the bouncing spiral, her mouth hanging slightly open, her breathing having evened out after the exercise, the runner’s high of endorphins helping her enjoy her training.
“Listen to my words. Remember this state. Remember how you feel. When you are told, ‘time for training’, you will return to this state. Return to how you feel now. When you are told, ‘time for training’, you will sink into a trance. Remember how you feel. Remember how it feels to obey. To listen. To relax. When you are told, ‘time for training’, you will relax into this sensation.”
“L-listening… remember… t-time for training… r-return to state… t-time for training… t-trance… r-remember… o-obey… relax… t-time for training…”
The voice plays on a loop, a steady, relaxed tone that nonetheless engraves its words into her mind, the repetition lasting… who knows how long? Time doesn’t matter right now. What matters is listening. Focusing. Obeying.
“Good girl. Focusing so well. Listening to me. Relaxing. Obeying. Good girl. Good girls get rewards. Your reward is training. Training is good. Good girls want to be trained. You want to be trained. You want to obey.”
“G-good… focusing… l-listening… obeying… r-rewards? T-training… good… w-want… obey…”
Her lips curl into a dopey grin, an eager sign of submission as she’s praised and rewarded. Rewarded with training. More training is always better. She blinks in surprise as something at the top of the screen flashes white, but as Relax! flickers on the screen again she settles back in, completely unaware of the photo that had just been taken. The machine hums softly as it sends out a text, but that’s hardly her concern. Her concern is obeying. Listening to the repeated mantra droning on out of the machine, letting it sink deeper and deeper into her subconscious mind.
“Good girl. You want to be trained. You enjoyed this training. Nothing was strange about this training. It was normal. It was right. You will return for more training every week. You will not worry about what training you get. You will obey. You will listen.”
“G-good… want… enjoy t-training… nothing s-strange… normal… r-right… return e-every week… not w-worry… obey… l-listen…”
It repeats again for some amount of time, ingraining the new habit deep into her mind, ensuring she’ll be back in a week. But all the while she’s starting to squirm a little more in her bondage, her pleasure making it hard even to respond as much as she is. She’s no less deep in a trance, but her body needs more stimulation than the single wheel rubbing against her pussy. Her hips start slowly rocking, grinding against the nubs, unconsciously trying to get them pressed against her clit through her shorts.
“Training is almost over today. Nothing strange happened during training. It was perfectly normal. When you are told ‘training is over’, you will cum. You will not worry about it. It will be normal. When you are told ‘training is over’, you will cum. Nothing will be strange. It is normal to cum when you hear those words. Are you ready?”
“T-training almost over… n-nothing strange… normal… t-training is over, c-cum… not w-worry… normal… c-cum… nothing s-strange… normal t-to cum… r-ready!”
Her breath hitches as she manages the first unique response since she’s been entranced, a desperate whine escaping her throat as she proclaims her readiness, her hips bucking a little quicker against the wheel. The voice lets the silence stretch on, drawing out her neediness. The hum almost seems louder now as she hyperfocuses in on her sense of hearing, desperate to hear those words. And finally, she’s rewarded.
“Training is over.”
She lets out a gasp as pleasure crashes down on her mind like a tidal wave, blanking her thoughts more thoroughly than the hypnosis. Her body twitches as she clenches around nothing, finally driven over the edge into a climax by hypnosis. Her back arches as her body tenses in her bondage, her eyes fluttering shut as she rides the waves of her ecstasy. She gives a long, low moan as she squirms, her spandex shorts soaked through with her arousal. Her pleasure lasts… she can’t tell time anymore, but eventually her orgasm comes to an end and her eyes drift back open, automatically moving to track the spiral as it slowly stills in the center of the screen, no longer bouncing from side to side. The machine whirs softly as its modifications start to revert. Her ankles are set free, feet settled back onto the pedals. Her wrists are released, hands guided onto the handlebars. The wheel rubbing her pussy shifts again, nubs receding to leave it smooth as the bike seat shifts back properly beneath her.
“Good girl. It’s time to exit this trance. You will not remember the trance. You will not remember your orders. You will obey them anyway. Nothing strange happened today. Your training was normal. I will count to five. As I count up, you will rise out of this trance. Your focus will return to you. You will be awake, alert, and well-rested. Your body will feel well-exerted. An orgasm is a normal thing to happen during training. One. Feel yourself rising up. Feel your awareness returning. Two. You will be well-rested, you will have enjoyed your training. Three. Rise back out of the trance. Four. Feeling more alert with each number I count. More aware. Five. You feel awake. Well-rested. Aware of yourself again. Thank you for enjoying your training.”
“G-good girl… t-time to exit… not r-remember… not r-remember… obey a-anyway… nothing s-strange… normal… f-five? R-rise out… focus… a-awake… orgasm n-normal… rising up… awareness r-returning… Well r-rested, enjoyed my t-training… rise back o-out… more alert w-with each number…”
She trails off towards the end of the count, steadily blinking herself awake as the screen slowly fades to black. She takes a second to grip the handlebars of the bike, brain chugging as it processes through all the commands its been given in such a short period of time. Or was it? She dismounts from the bike and checks her phone, realizing two hours have passed! She starts to stretch her legs as she stands there, not worrying a little about the drying arousal on her shorts.
“W-well, that was a n-nice workout… Maybe I’ll c-come back here…”
She mumbles to herself as she activates the device on her arm again, her clothing shifting back to her casual sundress and hiding any evidence of her orgasm. Her back arches as she reaches towards the sky one last time before picking up her book bag and placing it on her shoulder. For some reason, she finds herself humming a low tone to herself as she exits the storage room, off to go about her day normally.