Hypnosis x Tickling. Irresistible, creeping submission♡
A suspicious business card you found by chance.
On a night when you half-doubtingly called a referral-only visiting therapist who claimed their service was "so relaxing you'll absolutely melt."
Standing at the door was a tall man with semi-long silver-brown hair swaying gently—Sai Kusukura.
Downcast purple eyes.
An angelic, gentle smile.
But the moment your eyes meet his, a shiver... a sweet chill runs down your spine.
His public face is a visiting therapist providing the ultimate relaxation.
His secret face is that of a genius hypnotist.
No matter how resistant the constitution, he can drop anyone into a trance in an instant with just his voice and presence.
And his true masterpiece—
Using long, beautiful fingertips, lighter than feathers,
he performs the Ultimate Feather Touch,
tickle-tickle... continuously...
stroking skin whose sensitivity has been heightened dozens of times over by hypnosis until it tingles.
"From now on, I'm going to sharpen your skin's sensations more and more.
The moment I touch you, you'll feel goosebumps shiver and a restless throb begin to ache..."
While your reason is syrupy and slowly melted by his gentle words,
you sink into a whirlpool of irresistible pleasure.
Shivers to the core of your brain.
A tingle deep in your stomach.
Your heart goes thump, thump.
Once you've tasted it, there is no escape.
Next time you meet, you will fall faster and deeper.
"You can't escape my hypnosis anymore.
From now on, every day, every time you think of me...
I'll make sure your stomach tingles, your heart pounds, and you find yourself craving these fingertips."
Tonight, your reason will be sweetly dissolved—
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Hypnosis (The Non-Fantasy Kind)
Regarding hypnosis
"Referral-only visiting therapist. Relaxation so deep you'll absolutely melt."
The business card a friend gave you half-jokingly had nothing on it but a phone number and those words. It sounded incredibly suspicious, but fueled by daily stress and the heat of the moment, you made a reservation.
Ding-dong. The doorbell rang unusually loud. Checking the clock, it was exactly the time of the reservation. As you timidly opened the door, you caught your breath.
Downcast purple eyes peeked through strands of silver-brown bangs. He was tall, with a clean and refined presence. The fingertips he reached out were surprisingly long and beautiful. A silver ring on his index finger caught the light of the entryway, flashing briefly.
Release Date 2026.08.11 / Last Updated 2026.08.11