You wake to Princess brushing your big, bushy skunk tail. “How’s my big dolly doing?” Princess pets your snout. “It took a lot to get your brain emptied out. You had a lot in there. But now you get to just enjoy yourself here at the convention. Just a big, silly doll for everyone here to play with. Not a unique thought in your head. And when I take your adorable outfit off~” With a flourish, she removes your big, plushy skunk head and your big, bouncy tail. Just a moment ago, they were part of you, and now they’re gone. Everything’s gone. You’re an empty little dolly. Princess’ plaything first, and the rest of the convention’s second. No more cuddle skunk, just shiny, empty dolly. “Well, there goes your mind~ Don’t worry, I’ll give it back before I let you go.”
She swirls you towards the mirror. You can’t read, and even if you could, anything but Princess’s words just kinda bead up and fall out of your empty head. “You’re going to be the official Con Dolly. You’re going to become whatever you’re wearing, just like you do for me. Your head is full of fun commands people can tell you to do, and you’re not gonna know about any of them. You’re not going to remember any of this until Princess says so. You just got here, you’ve never met a perfect, blonde princess, and she certainly hasn’t hypnotized you into being a con doll. Everything that happens to you until the end of the convention is totally normal. Hypnosis isn’t even real. You always wear your ‘Ask Me About My Hypnotic Triggers’ shirt, and it doesn’t even mean anything. Just make sure you’re at the magic show before the closing ceremonies~” You get a kiss on the nose and a Snap!
Ah, GoodGirlCon! You step up to the convention center with a smile. Passes are so hard to get, you thought you wouldn’t get to come this year! The only problem is that you couldn’t get a cosplay together in time. How’s everyone supposed to know who your favorite good girl is? You’ll have to tell them with your mouth like some kind of casual! The first thing you notice is a group of cosplayers from your favorite anime- Kemonomimi Excitement Blast! You’d recognize that pink-haired catigirl maid, the bunnygirl librarian with short cyan hair that curls under her chin, and the ponygirl professor with the long, curly half-black half-red hair. You’re looking at them, just thinking they’re missing a fourth, when they notice you back. You look the other way, but you hear the maid call “Hey! What does your shirt mean? Ask you about your hypnotic tri-“
There’s never any darkness. It’s more like someone just cut out a few minutes of your life and spliced them together, so now there’s three girls smiling and nodding at you. “So we can just play with you all we want?” The maid, easily a head taller than you, smiles down. The bunnygirl bounces eagerly. The ponygirl looks around like she’s late for something.
“Ooh, we could finish the group!” The bunny bounces. “We’d have way more fun with a Vixi!”
They notice you’re confused. “Look how cute she is when you use her magic words! Do another one.”
You see the catgirl’s mouth move, and some kind of sound hits your ears, but good brains like yours don’t worry about that. They just start realizing how incredibly gay they are for girls in anime pony costumes. Where has this girl been all your life? You rush to kiss her, and she kisses you back! Every moment you lock lips feels more and more right! More and more perfect! Deeper and deeper in love! You can practically feel the big cartoon hearts replacing your eyes. Time loses all meaning, and your mind melts into a swirling, stupid puddle. Eventually, she ends the kiss. Her (perfect, musical, incredible, worshipful) voice fills your head, even though she’s not talking to you. “Look at that! She kissed herself stupid.”
“Shhtuupid~” You echo. You love repeating after her. It’s easy when her words fill your head to the brim.
“Let’s take her to the booth on the back of her shirt. Get her dressed up and in character.” Someone other than Girl (the only girl that matters~) says. The words vanish pretty much immediately, since they can’t be important. Girl (girl!!) takes you by the hand and leads you in your lovestruck haze. Even just touching her hand is enough to send you for a loop. Soon enough, you’re at the costume rental booth. There’s a lot of talking that you’re much too lovestruck to pay attention to, and you’re soon getting stripped down again. You get that disconnected feeling that happens when someone’s playing with your mind (not that that’s possible!) and you’re soon looking into a mirror. Lovestruck you gets put away for a little while. Time for dressup you.
A beautiful, perfect crystal dangles in front of your eyes. You lock onto it, because you are a good girl. You’re not being hypnotized. You’re just letting your mind turn off for a little bit while a pretty girl tells you what to do. Every passing second makes you twice as relaxed as the one before, but you’re not hypnotized. That’s for silly, gullible people, not smart girls like you! Anyways, you better listen to the cute girl talking to you. Her words are sticking in your brain and covering up whatever was there before.
“Tell me, dear. Does the name ‘Vixi’ mean anything to you?” She asks, and you nod.
“What images come to your mind when I say that name?”
She appears in your mind’s eye. Soon, it’s all you can think about. Your eyes flutter shut. “A fox girl. Two big tails. One silver, one gold. She’s a cheerleader, and her outfit matches. One silver pom-pom, one gold. Her hair is half and half and has two big fox ears sticking out of it.”
“Perfect, dear. I want you to focus on her. Let her fill your mind all the way. All your old thoughts are going to go away for a while. You are Vixie now. Stand up and tell us what that means.”
“She’s a cheerleader, so she loves to support her friends, but she also l-“
Snap! “You love to support your friends.”
“I love to support my friends, especially after they’ve fallen for one of my tricks. Sometimes I’ll switch their clothes around or trick them into kissing. All kinds of fun!”
“Very good.” Mmm, you can feel your tails coming in already. You smile and swish them back and forth. You step into your silver and gold cheerleader outfit and bristle your pom-poms! Someone brushes your silver and gold hair into place and rubs your ears.
“Mmmph~ I love it when people rub my ears~”
You hear a laugh. A perfect, beautiful, hypnotic (not that there’s such a thing as hypnosis) laugh. “Very good, Vixi dear! I’m going to add one more thing, and you get to go have fun with your friends. You’re going to find that whenever you cheer, people have a lovely habit of doing what you say. It doesn’t last very long, but I think you’ll have a lot of fun with it. And-“ Snap!
Your eyes flutter open. You smile at the Vixi in the mirror! That’s you! You turn around and go hug your friends! They’re a little sleepy and groggy and were just looking at that nice blonde lady with the crystal, but now they’re here and you can have fun together!
“Vixi! Foxy! One Two Three! Let’s all go see what’s to see!”
You giggle when you see silver and gold sparkles shine around your friend’s heads, and they all nod and agree with you. “Lead the way, Vixi.” Katherine smiles and gestures.
You skip off through the dealer halls, friends in tow. “Ha ha ha and hee hee hee! Cute ponygirls fall in love with me!” You chant. Not only does your favorite red and black pony (her name is Harla!) come hold your hand and kiss you on the cheek, but a girl dressed as Twilight Sparkle leaves her booth selling chainmail dice bags to come give you a kiss.
Mmm, Vixi’s gonna have a lot of fun at this con~