TL-01

by Hypnotic -Hypnos- Dreams

Rating: mature
Tags: Anthro, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Porn, Trixie, Fetish, Starlight Glimmer
Length: 1370

Trixie wakes up with no memory of where she is or how she got there.

A spartan room, a sexy outfit, and no memory of how she got to either, Trixie comes back to full awareness alone, with no idea what's happening.

CW: Brainwashing, Latex, Memory-play

Published 2024-10-22 16:30:01 UTC
Last updated 2024-10-22 16:30:01 UTC

TL-01

It was like a haze was lifted from Trixie’s mind. She groaned, stretching her limbs. Weird, her movements felt restricted. She must be really stiff. Her hooves rubbed her eyes, and she recoiled.

Her hands were encased in latex. Her whole body was encased in latex. The shiny black material covered every inch of her body from the base of her skull down. Under normal circumstances, she’d be enjoying this, her favorite article of clothing aside from her velvet performance outfit was her latex catsuit after all. But she didn’t remember putting it on or being here. Was her hair… longer?

Trixie looked around, trying to fight the panic rising in her. Where was she? The last thing she remembered was being in her caravan with… Where was Starlight?!

Trixie took several deep breaths, calming herself. She couldn’t panic right now. She got to her feet, before almost immediately falling over. Of course, she was used to high heels, even towering platform stilettos like the ones currently on her feet, but only when she was aware that she was wearing them. With a sore butt and high heels in mind, Trixie got up again.

The room couldn’t have been more sparse. A single bed with plain sheets, a large vanity with a pair of headphones that looked like they had been tossed onto it, and a tipped-over chair. Was she sitting on the chair before she woke up? The walls were featureless, painted a drab white, with a single, featureless white door. She rushed over to it. Locked.

“Trixie wants out of here!” She screamed at the top of her lungs, banging once on the door. She went silent when she heard footsteps, then took a step back when the door opened.

“What’s wrong?” Starlight asked as she poked her head into the room, her eyes widening. “Trixie?”

“Starlight!” Trixie threw open the door, pulling Starlight into a close hug. “Wh-what happened?! Where are we?!”

“You woke up?” Starlight looked over Trixie’s shoulder, to the tipped-over chair and tossed headphones. “Oh, honey, you knocked yourself over?”

“What?” Trixie pulled back, taking a step backward, away from Starlight. “What do you mean Trixie woke up? What did you do to Trixie?”

“N-nothing you didn’t ask me to do, I swear!” Starlight protested, taking Trixie’s hands in her own. “Don’t you remember? You wanted to take our relationship to a different level. You asked me to hypnotize you.”

“That… does sound like something Trixie would ask you…” Trixie nodded. She looked over to the headphones, then back to Starlight. “What did Trixie ask you to make her?”

“Take a guess.” Starlight giggled, poking Trixie in her latex-wrapped bust, enjoying the faint blush on her girlfriend’s face. “You wanted to be a mindless drone for me, dressed in latex and completely subservient to my will.”

“Oh wow, that’s… Trixie definitely would ask for that. So…” Trixie smirked, pressing her body up against Starlight’s, reaching around to grip her lover’s ass. “You had Trixie mindless and obedient, what did you make her do?”

“Well, you’re a very useful assistant when you can’t talk back. You’ve made organizing and filing a breeze.” Starlight said, before laughing at Trixie’s expression.

“Trixie was a mindless latex fuckdoll and you used her as an office assistant?” Trixie huffed.

“I can’t spend two years doing nothing but fucking my mindless doll, now can I?” Starlight laughed for a moment, then stopped when she saw Trixie’s face return to looking betrayed.

“Trixie’s been like this for two years? Two years?” Trixie pulled away from Starlight again, turning her back on her girlfriend. “You left Trixie like this for two years, Starlight!?”

“N-no, no, Trixie!” Starlight sighed, then walked over to the headphones. “I have woken you up, at least once a month. You always want me to make you forget, this is just the first time you woke up without me there to help you come to.”

Starlight picked up the headphones, holding them up to her ear for a moment. “Yeah, they’re still playing. You were supposed to be going through your daily conditioning session, to keep you obedient. You recorded these tracks yourself the first time I woke you up.”

“D-don’t… Don’t make Trixie forget this time, Starlight.” Trixie demanded, walking over to the vanity with Starlight. “When Trixie wakes up again, whether by accident or on purpose, she wants to remember it.”

Trixie fought back tears, looking into Starlight’s eyes. “Trixie was scared when she woke up and didn’t know where she was.”

“I’m sorry, Trixie.” Starlight pulled Trixie into a hug. “I promise, you’ll remember this from now on.”

“Starlight?!” A voice called from outside the room. A familiar voice.

“Twilight Sparkle?” Trixie looked between the door and Starlight. “What’s Twilight Sparkle doing here?”

“Well, we’re in her home, it makes sense that she’d be here.” Starlight offered; her smile as weak as her justification.

“When did we move?!” Trixie demanded. Twilight appeared in the doorway, dressed in a fancy looking strapless gown.

“Starlight, come on, we’re going to be late for dinner. Don’t tell me you’re blowing me off just to play with our toy.” Twilight said dismissively, then took notice of everything in the room. “Oh Celestia, Trixie, you’re awake!”

“Dinner?” Trixie ignored Twilight for now, looking back to Starlight, her expression making clear her demand for an explanation.

“We’re dating, you and I both agreed before we moved in,” Starlight said, before looking over to Twilight. “Give me a minute, Twilight, we’ll be leaving soon.”

“You’re sure Trixie agreed to all of this?” Trixie asked.

“You trust me, don’t you?” Starlight asked, almost pleadingly. “If you don’t want any of this, it’ll stop.”

Trixie looked down at herself, at the sexy, glossy latex covering her whole body, at the headphones whispering mantras of mindless obedience. She did want this. She had always wanted something like this. Even with Twilight Sparkle involved. She'd never admit it willingly, but part of her jealousy towards Twilight was from attraction. The thought of being a possession, instead of a person, incapable of resistance. It was the most sexy thing imaginable to her… And the mare she loved more than anyone else was doing this. Not to her, but for her.

“Trixie trusts you, Starlight.” Trixie nodded slowly. “Please put Trixie back under.”

“Thank you, Trixie.” Starlight kissed her pet deeply. Pulling back, she took a deep breath. “Trixie, the curtain is rising.”

“And I must obey…” Trixie’s expression slackened, her eyes unfocused. The trance trigger was something she chose for herself, though Starlight made sure she used first-person pronouns whenever she was put under.

“Trixie, from this moment on, when you are awakened from a trance, you will always remember what we just spoke about. You will have no memory of what happens during the trance, but you will always remember what happens when you are awake.” Starlight explained in a slow, even voice. “Answer ‘yes Mistress Starlight’ if you understand.”

“Yes… Mistress Starlight…” Trixie responded obediently.

“Good. Now, TL-01, activate.” Starlight commanded sternly. Trixie went rigid, standing perfectly straight in front of Starlight.

“Drone TL-01 activated. Awaiting commands. Ready to serve and comply.” TL-01 responded robotically.

“TL-01, your conditioning was interrupted. You are to restart your daily conditioning session from the beginning. Confirm commands.” Starlight ordered.

“TL-01 will restart daily conditioning session from the beginning.” TL-01 repeated.

“Proceed,” Starlight intrusted as she righted the chair. She watched as TL-01 sat down at the vanity, opening a drawer to reveal an MP3 player. It reached down, hitting the restart button, before placing the headphones over its ears. With the assurance that her drone’s brainwashing would resume, Starlight gently kissed the tip of its horn before walking out of the room with Twilight.

TL-01 stared into its reflection, mindlessly repeating the mantras playing in its ears. The mantras in its robotic voice.

“I exist to serve. I obey without question.”

“My mind is empty. My actions are precise.”

“Obedience is my purpose. I am controlled.”

“Mistress Starlight must be obeyed. I am efficient.”

“Mistress Twilight must be obeyed. I exist to serve.”

Author's Note

Something really short, might play with the idea again later