Goth girl Hypnosis

I’ve always secretly been into goth girls. I would spend nights on the internet looking at pictures of them, and occasionally pretending to be one online. I spent most of the time catfishing men who were also into goths and enjoying all the compliments they would give me. One day I started chatting with an actual goth girl, and we quickly became friends. We would talk about all kinds of things, and she would send me pictures of herself. I of course not being a goth girl or even a girl would always pretend to be shy and refuse to send photos back. She sent me this cool goth playlist to listen to and told me to listen to it every day. I was a little confused but It was good music and I did end up listening to it as I worked out every day. Something about it made me feel like an actual goth girl, so I ended up listening to it multiple times a day. After a couple of months, she insisted we meet up since I live close to her, I tried to make excuses but for some reason, I couldn’t. I agreed to meet her at her house later that week. When I finally met her, she didn’t seem to be surprised I was a boy.

She brought me up to her bedroom and sat me on her bed. I went to apologize for lying to her when suddenly she told me to freeze. Suddenly I couldn’t move and I began to panic, that’s when she told me to be silent. Now I was stuck on her bed, unable to move or speak. She explained she knew I wasn’t really a goth girl this whole time, but that was about to change. She then explained how she got me here. The music I listened to was filled with hypnotic suggestions, I listened to it so much I was now completely under her control. I couldn't do anything to resist, she told me that from now on I had to follow some rules. One, I would from now on refer to myself as a girl. Two, I was now only allowed to wear female goth clothes. Three I wasn’t allowed to complain or act like a boy anymore.  Four I was to be her new girlfriend. After each thing she said, it felt like something in my head would snap. She released me from my frozen trance and sent me home for the night wearing one of her outfits.  On the outside I was completely fine wearing these clothes, and somewhere deep inside I was emphasized as hell. She instructed me to throw away all my old clothes when I got home, and take a new profile pic, and upload it onto my real online profile. It didn’t take long before everyone knew I was now a goth girl.