Track 18: The Cursed Hypnotic Voice (1/3)
“I guess I got here a bit early……”
The afternoon of my holiday. I was standing in front of a bronze statue that I didn’t know much about, but it was apparently famous as a meeting spot. In the surroundings there were people looking here and there, giving off an atmosphere that suggested they were waiting for someone.
My name is Tatsumi Nanami. To explain why I was waiting in front of the station for someone, I’d first have to start by explaining who I was waiting for. Everything started around one week ago.
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[As expected, I really get along well with Nanana-san. That’s right, while it might be a bit sudden, if Nanana-san is alright with it, would you like to meet during the next consecutive holidays? I was thinking that I’d like to meet in person once to talk, and there’s something I’d like to show (have you hear?) you as well!]
It was something that happened during a text chat with the manager of the hypnotic voice recording review site, the Samurai-san who loves hypnotic masturbation.
I did not know how to respond to Samurai-san who loves’ sudden request. As they were someone whom I have always corresponded with over the net, I did have the desire to try meeting them in person. However, I had some awareness that, as a girl, it may not be good to meet up so easily with someone I had met over the net.
“What is it that you want me to listen to? I’m so curious!”
For the time being, without saying immediately whether or not I would meet up with them, I decided to pick a suitable topic to gain some time to think. That being said, their answer would play an important factor in my decision on how I would answer.
[No doubt, but it’s a secret until you listen to it……but saying that wouldn’t be honest of me, so I’ll tell you in advance. Nanana-san, have you heard of the rumored [Cursed Hypnotic Voice] that’s been talked about online lately?]
The cursed hypnotic voice? Now that I think of it, lately in the comment section of the Samurai-san who love’s site, I think it’s been talked about a bit.
A mysterious hypnotic voice recording that’s available to the public somewhere on the internet. Once you listen to it, you’ll never regain your sanity, and perhaps because of that, no reviews exist for it. I thought it was just an urban legend, but don’t tell me……
[One of my readers told me about it, and just the other day I found the site. The site that has the cursed hypnotic voice on it!]
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——and then that lead to now. In other words, I was lured by that cursed hypnotic voice or whatever, and nonchalantly came here. I was caught by the flow of conversation and against better judgment, promised to meet up. Though it’s a little late now, I realized that I might actually be doing something quite dangerous.
I became all stiff from nervousness, and I was even acting like a suspicious person. And then, at the promised time, I was suddenly called out from behind.
“Um, could it be that you are Nanana-san?”
“Hyaii!?”
Jumping up as though I were in a manga, I let out a hysterical cry. When I turned around, a lady wearing a stylish suit skirt was standing behind me. Though she appeared surprised at my reaction, she soon made a gentle smile. Seeing that smile, I managed to calm down enough to be able to talk.
“Ah, um, uh, a-are you the Samurai-san who loves hypnotic voice recordings?”
“W-Wait a sec, please don’t call me that in real life.”
My single query caused the kind onee-san’s composed attitude to do a complete 180 as she displayed a flustered appearance. A sense of intimacy was birthed from her pleasantly changing expressions, and she appeared very charming. Even though we had just met, it felt as though I had known her for a long time. I see, this person is……
“*sigh*……if you know that name, then as I thought, you must be Nanana-san. It is nice to meet you. I am the…um……S-Samurai-san who loves hypnotic voice recordings, or at least that is how I named…myself……”
With a slightly downcast feeling, Samurai-san who loves introduced herself in a mumbling manner, trailing off at the end of her sentence. What’s with this person, she’s so cute.
“I-I will be troubled if you call me by that name in front of other people, so for now please call me Manami.”
“Ah, then please call me Nanami. Um, please take care of me today, Manami-san.”
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After about ten minutes of walking from the meeting place, we headed to the rental space shop that we had a reservation with. In it were soundproofed private rooms with televisions and sofas, that were lent out by the shop for the purpose of small-scale viewing events and parties.
While we headed to our destination, we talked about various things together. It seems that Samurai-san who loves had known that I was a girl from all of our exchanges in the chat up until now. That was why she hadn’t been particularly worried about inviting me out like this.
Other than that, we talked about what first drew us to listening to the hypnotic voice recordings, and our favorite works – the topics were unending. I didn’t think that talking to someone whose hobbies matched my own would be this fun. Offline meetings might not be that bad, unexpectedly.
“Umm, I’m pretty sure it should be around here somewhere……ah, it’s that building over there.”
While we were bustling about, we arrived at the rental space shop that was our destination. From the viewpoint of the receptionist, it may have appeared as though we came to hold a girls-only party in the private room. I’m sure she didn’t think at all that we came to listen to a hypnotic voice recording.
Although we did actually come to listen to a hypnotic voice recording.
“Uwahh, what a pretty room.”
I curiously looked around the private room that we had been guided to. Though it was a simple room with only a television and sofa placed inside of it, it was fun entering any room for the first time, as it was a fresh experience.
“Now then…..shall we try listening to it without any delay?”
“Yes, yes, please.”
The both of us sat on the sofa, and Samurai-san who loves took a music player out from her bag. The cursed hypnotic voice is on that player. Gulp, I instinctively swallowed my saliva.
“Has Manami-san already listened to it?”
“Yes, it was very good. I wanted to quickly have someone else hear it too.”
“W-Was it okay? Um, from the rumors……”
“Fufu, aren’t I acting normal right now? But, just in case, should I listen to it together with you? I’ve already listened to it once after all. It’s alright, if something happens to Nanami-san, I’ll help you.”
As Samurai-san who loves said that jokingly, she put an earbud into one of my ears. Samurai-san who loves put the other earbud into her ear, and it was like we were lovers huddling together to listen to it.
Truthfully I was a little scared because it was called the cursed hypnotic voice, but having someone listen to it together with me gives me a peace of mind. As expected, Samurai-san who loves really is reliable. It’ll be embarrassing to have someone else see me during hypnotic masturbation, but if it’s Samurai-san who loves, then I feel like I can leave it all to her.
“Then, I’m going to press play. Once it ends, please tell me what you thought of it.”
“Yes, yes.”
I took a few deep breaths and relaxed my body. Taking a relaxed posture, I waited for the start of the voice recording. Click, I heard the sound of the playback button being pressed. Rustle, bzzzz, after the sound of a bunch of noises, I heard that voice coming from the earbud that had suddenly fallen silent.
[————al~right, with this, you are MI-NE.]
With a shiver, goosebumps rose all over my body, and I reflexively pulled out the earbud. It was a repulsive voice that seemed to echo from the depths of hell. Rather than the sound of a voice that had been recorded, it felt more raw, as though a real person was speaking right next to you.
“Ah, s-sorry, I was a bit surprised……”
I turned to face Samurai-san who loves as I was about to put the earbud back in, but then my breathing once again stilled. In front of me there was not a single trace of the reliable onee-san who had been sitting there before, but instead there was the sight of a limp Samurai-san who loves.
Samurai-san who loves entrusted her whole weight to the sofa as she lay there as though her soul had been sucked out, while making small spasms. Her open eyes had gone completely dull, and I couldn’t tell where she was looking. It was clearly an abnormal scene.
“Au……ah——……♥”
“Um……Manami…san……?”
Though I tried to call out to her, she did not react in the slightest. I could not understand what had happened. Without being able to do anything, I simply watched quietly as Samurai-san who loves started to gradually slip off the sofa. The silence was far too long, but then, in the next instant——
“Ah♥”
“Kyaa!”
Samurai-san who loves suddenly faced towards me and pulled me underneath her. Falling off of the sofa, I was instantly captured on top of the floor.
“N-Noo, wait a second…what are you doing…someone…someoneeee——!”
I desperately tried to resist, but Samurai-san who loves just continued to stare at me with those same, blank, open eyes. Drool dripping from her partially opened mouth fell onto my cheek. Even if I tried to call for help, my voice would not reach anyone in this soundproof room.
[———-hmm, so you are the next slave, huh?]
“Hiih!?”
I suddenly heard that voice once again. Before I realized it, the both earbuds had been shoved into each of my ears. Samurai-san who loves had put them in while I squirmed. Even if I wanted to take them out, Samurai-san who loves wouldn’t allow for that as she restrained me.
[*giggle* How pitiful. Even though you just got to know this woman, you got dragged into this mess.]
“Wha-…this…isn’t…a recording……!?”
No matter how you took it, ‘this woman’ was definitely referring to Samurai-san who loves. This clearly was not how a voice recording work would speak. Just what in the world is……
[Fufu, there’s not much point in saying this to someone who’s going to become a puppet now but……right now I’m in a good mood, so I’ll do you a special favor and tell you.]
As though she were enjoying my reaction as I fell into confusion, that voice quietly started to speak.
[I created hypnotic voice recordings as a hobby, and made them open to the public on the internet. I wrote scripts and used my own voice to act them out. I wonder if you’ve heard them before? I did them under the alias of ‘Miyuki’.]
“Miyuki……………ah.”
I had completely forgotten the name of the artist, but I had an idea after hearing that she did both the script and voice on her own. It was a person who had for a period of time, become a big topic on Samurai-san who love’s review site. But, if I recall correctly, that person’s works……
[Like I thought, you’re also one of the readers of this woman’s review site. That’s right, one day, this woman wrote a review about my work. She damned it, saying that it was absolutely something that shouldn’t be listened to.]
“T-That’s wrong!”
I reflexively raised my voice. That was a misunderstanding.
“It is true that at that time Samurai-san who loves was a little angry, but that was because your work didn’t have a suggestion cancellation recording in it. Your works were highly addictive, and seemed to be purposely composed so the listener would become dependent on it, so she wrote that review to alert people, saying that even though your technical ability was high it was such a waste.”
Just around the time I started looking at Samurai-san who love’s review site, that dispute arose. The free voice recording that was reviewed with unusually strict words. I didn’t listen to it, but I do remember a lot of comments being written by the people that gathered at the site.
[But, because of that review, from the next day onwards my blog was swept up in a slanderous storm. No matter what intention this woman had, that fact will not change. Everyone should just listen to my voice, and should be dependent on my works. What’s wrong with that?]
“That’s……isn’t it obvious that’s completely wrong?!”
Even as my words felt blocked, I somehow managed to take a firm attitude and raise my voice. In reality, when I was told that, I couldn’t think of a clear rebuttal. But, Samurai-san who loves shouldn’t be wrong. That alone was something I couldn’t give in on.
[My voice recordings were withdrawn, and my blog was also shut down……even so, my wounds did not heal. How many months did I confine myself to my room? ……I hated this woman who continued to write reviews as though nothing had happened……why did only I……and then, before I realized it, I was inside the computer.]
“Inside……the computer……?”
Her words were so outrageous, that I involuntarily parroted them back. I didn’t think that such a thing had happened to the artist responsible for that dispute, but what in the world did she mean by being inside the computer……
[Even now, I’m not sure what happened. I also don’t know what happened to my real body. It may be dead, but it may be alive. But, I don’t care about something like that. This is the chance for revenge bestowed upon me by god.]
As though she had fallen into despair, becoming drunk on herself, the voice continued as though she was high. I know. It was too late. Nobody’s voice could reach someone who has become like this.
[The one who spread rumors about the cursed hypnotic voice was also me. The identity of the cursed hypnotic voice is also me myself. After watching for a suitable time, I pretended to be one of this woman’s readers, and led her to the site where she could download me. Because she’s a stupid woman, she completely fell for it.]
“N-No way……”
While it was an unbelievable story, in reality right now I was talking with this voice’s data. In other words, this voice’s data was Miyuki’s soul, spirit, or something like that?
[It felt so exhilarating violating this woman all night long with my voice. After thoroughly imprinting on her, this woman will now become like this just from hearing my voice. I also inserted a suggestion to spread it even more to other people, so she probably invited you because of it.]
I was astonished. One week ago. That meant that since the time we arranged for the offline meeting, Samurai-san who loves was already being manipulated. Right now, the Samurai-san who loves that was hanging over me with an ecstatic expression could only obey this voice. When I thought about that, I felt a chill run up my back.
[Fuu……I’ve talked a bit too much. Don’t worry, after this I’ll also turn you into an empty-headed puppet like this woman. You’ll make a splendid slave number two. Think of it as an honor. For my sake, work hard to increase the number of slaves.]
“Guh……who would do as you say———-OHH♥ Ohyohyohyohyohyohyohyohyohyohyo♥”
Before I finished speaking, a sudden flood of noises rushed into my head. A variety of electronic sounds mixed together, creating a strange barrage of noise. That sound seemed to jolt my body from the inside against my will, forcibly making my brain cum.
“Honyonyonyonyonyonyonyonyonyonyonyo♥ what ish dishhh♥ whaaaa ishh dishhhhh♥ OH, OHOoooOOHOHOOOOoooOOH♥ AH AH AH AH AH AH♥”
[This sound was specially created by me. It cleans out your brain by forcing you to climax. You seem to be quite suggestible, so let’s start the protection immediately.]
KYIIIIIIIIIIN, BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ, ZZZZZZZZ
This time, a high-pitched noise echoed close to my ears. It sounded as though something was being carved into my brain. In reality, from within my heart, words started to come to mind, one after the other.
“AH♥ AGAGAGAGAGAH♥ YES♥ Starting now, da self-brainwashing program will beginnn♥ It willluuu♥ Ukyu♥ My mouth ish♥ on its ownn♥”
[This is protection so that you slaves will absolutely never betray me. If you try to defy me, or the hypnosis seems like it is about to come undone, the self-brainwashing program will automatically activate. That is what I am imprinting upon you. You will brainwash yourself of your own accord.]
“I-I won’t do what you waanntt♥ OHIIiiIIIHH♥ YESH♥ AI AM MIYUKI-SAMA’S PUPPET♥ N-NYOOTTT♥ D-DISH ISH♥ DISH IS DEFINYATELY…WRONGGG♥ PIGYUU♥ HAHI♥ AI AM MIYUKI-SAMA’S PUPPET♥ PAPPETTT♥”
What this Miyuki person was doing was absolutely out of unjustified resentment against Samurai-san who loves. It was definitely wrong. When I thought about that, my body violently climaxed, and it was overwritten by insincere words. Gradually, those words filled the inside of my head, I started to lose the ability to think.
“OHIIIiiiIIIIIHHH♥ AH♥ AGAH♥ A-AI DEFINITELY WON’T WOOZZ♥ OPYOH♥ OPYOPYOPYOPYO♥ YES♥ MIYUKI-SAMA IS WIGHTTT♥ SHe ISH WIGHTTTT♥”
[AHA…AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Nobody can stop me anymore! All humans should just listen to my sound, my voice! AHA…AHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!]
Amidst my fading consciousness only the continuous electronic sound that poured down on me and Miyuki….Miyuki-sama’s laughter echoed inside my head.
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[The next time you hear my voice, you will completely become mine.]
[You cannot help but want others to hear this voice. You cannot fight against this desire, and it will invariably come true.]
[You will forget everything that happened here. However, the protection and suggestions will be carved deep within your heart———and you cannot forget them.]
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“Thank you so much for today.”
In front of the station at twilight. When bidding my farewell to Samurai-san who loves, I quickly bowed to give my thanks for everything up until now.
“The work that you had me listen to today was really good! It’s so good that I can’t wait to tell other people about it.”
“I’m also happy that I was able to talk to Nanami-san. I’ll also be uploading the link where this voice is available along with a review in a few days, so please listen to it again at home. I also feel like I can’t help but want to spread this voice more and more.”
Even after we left the rental space, we couldn’t stop talking about our impressions of this voice recording work. It was like we had gone on a movie date and then were holding a review meeting after in a cafe.
“Well then, see you later.”
After giving our farewell greetings, we each turned in opposite directions to head home.
While I was riding the train on the way home, I kept thinking back to the hypnotic voice recording that I had listened to today the entire time. Once Samurai-san who love’s review went public, I quickly wanted to listen to it one more time. And then, I wanted to tell everyone about this voice.
With one hand shoved into my panties, I thought about that the entire time.
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