Different World Hypnosis

Ilessia is sucked into the powerful torrent of light that she once showed.

When I came to my senses, I lay across the familiar bed.

"Uh…."

Where am I?

What about Bella? What about Ilessia?

I raised myself up to check my physical condition, and I knew what was going on.

It's in my memory.

No, can't you just get the memory back right away? Do I have to run around on my feet and experience it again?

Yup….

I think I remember more and more and more.

This is my house. A house too spacious to live alone. There is no luxury corner.

Rather, it was a humble and shabby house to call it God's residence.

Clothes, socks, underwear that you throw off here and there.….

It is a scene that shows that a man is living his life as if he is being seduced by himself.

"I thought I'd be a great god...…."

It was a big mistake.

You should have noticed when Bella said she didn't know a god like me.

I'm level 9 god.

the last of the last words that are embarrassed to call God

That was my position.

I woke up and reached out to clean up the clothes on the floor.

However, the clothes stick together like an old gum tag and won't fall off.

"Sniff!"

You can't move even if you pull like you're playing tug-of-war.

Aha.

"……I can't do anything that's not in my memory. This is it, right?

Surprisingly, I, who was a god, never cleaned my room by myself.

I prayed for my parents in modern times.

Thank you for teaching animals. Mother, father.

"It's a memory game with limited freedom."

I can't do anything that I don't remember.

I can't go anywhere I've never been.

Memories that I forgot gradually come to mind.

I think that's the rule.

"Dekal, are you awake?"

An unknown woman comes in with a basket full of fruit on her side.

You look pretty. Who is it?

"Come here."

What if you don't know?

I took the woman's hand and led her to the bed, stripped her and inserted her right away.

"Oh, dear... Mr. Decal. In this broad daylight...…. Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...…."

The woman is strangely submissive.

I think I know why. She's hypnotized.

In other words, it is a convenient view to treat whenever I want to.

I shake my back hard, poking a woman's bozie with a dick.

When I was a god, I was living like this, not much different from what I am now.

A life of debauchery, fooling women.

That's cool.

This is the life I wanted.

For example, if the past, which is wise and intelligent, had unfolded completely different from what I am now, it would have been impossible to understand.

I'm sure you did it like everyone else did.

"Yum, oops…!Hhhhhhhh!

I hold the waist of a woman who is on top of me and shake her waist.

I put my finger in my butt hole.

He even touched his breasts with dirty kisses.

Everyone gets a proper response.

I'm saying I've done everything. Also

I came out of the woman's bozie with a good scolding.

There was a spacious field in the yard.

I must have been living like a popular lord somewhere.

There were dozens of people who worked like slaves on my property.

They all worked hard as if they were intoxicated with their roles.

……everyone is hypnotized.

Every single one.

"Hmm…."

When I was a god, this place must have been a paradise on earth that I created.

By the way, didn't a woman call me Decal?

It can't have been decal since long ago. I'm trying to relive my memory. Is it a strange mix?

Perhaps his name was Decal when he was a god.

Maybe that's why it came to mind when I thought I should name it after staying in my unconscious mind.

I don't care what happens to my name.

What should I do? Here?

"Well…. For now……!"

I went behind young women working in the field and had s*x.

The women didn't refuse, but they all gave me a babysitter.

Put in a ruler and have s*x as much as you want. Let's go one by one.

Everyone was pretty like the women I chose.

Well, it's not comparable to women in the world. I think it's enough to watch half and half.

I quickly got tired of it.

It is a sense that I felt sick of in modern times.

"……it's not funny. Something."

Everyone is under intense hypnosis.Men only know labor, and women only open their legs when they ask for s*x.

You can't trade for Karen even if you give her a hundred of these women.

When I was a god, I didn't know how to do it.

If you make them swear absolute obedience at random, you'll soon get tired of it because it erases your personality.

Why don't they hypnotize themselves in a more enjoyable way like me?

……because I'm satisfied here?

I had a strange conviction.

This is in my memory.

So to speak, it's the process of getting back what I've been through.

That is, to my surprise, I'm not very crooked at this point!

No...

Is this worse for a woman?

They're enslaved right away.

I think I was at a time when I was preoccupied with simple s*x.

This has its advantages, but...Uh, I'm tired of it.

I can't stand it because I'm bored. I want to run out right now. Maybe, it's the feeling I felt at this time.

Then, let's do what your heart tells us to do.

I'm a low-class god with no achievements.

As a hobby, I think I was hypnotizing a girl who liked me.

I infiltrated into a certain world.

It's just a whim.

I came down to find a new woman to blow away the boredom.

Such an approaching place was a forest of a certain world.

The floor is just flowers that bloom vaguely whether it is a flower garden or not.

"……."

I met Ilessia there.

The moment I saw in "The World of Consciousness" is right.

Little Ilessia was standing around.

"Pretty."

I murmured casually.

Ilessia noticed me and looked up.

"It'll be a good feeling if you grow a little bit more."

No, wasn't it a beautiful piece of memory?

I was looking forward to it.

I could only hear the ugly sound of criticizing Ilessia.

"……Who are you?"

"I'm a god. Even if you're a god, it's low."

I freely reveal my identity and approach Ilessia.

"Didn't your parents teach you to be on the lookout for a suspicious old man?"

"I don't know. Something like that."

What did I do then?

I think I held Ilessia's chin and opened it with my eyes.

Right. And I thought it was really pretty.

I was young now, but I was sure that if I grew up, I would be so pretty that I would have no other woman compared to my slaves.

Then I got greedy.

I wanted to take Ilessia.

While I was thinking about how to bring it up, Ilessia said first.

"If you're a god, kill your father."

"Why? Is your dad hitting you?"

"Yes."

If you look closely, there were traces of severe beating in every corner of Ilessia's body.

How many times have you beaten this cute little girl to death her parents?

I felt sorry for him.

It's one way to kill that parent right now and take her. I thought differently.

"That's something that can be done by a burglar.

Well... I'm a god. I'll solve it more like a god."

"……?"

On that day, I saved Ilessia.

It was literally saved.

She dismantled all the terrible traps intertwined like webs around her.

Hypnosis. Simple.

My father is a true father who sincerely regrets what happened and devotes his whole life to Ilessia.

So that the brothers who had beaten her up and treated her badly could get to know Ilessia.

In addition, they make friends who can understand each other deeply with hypnosis and share each other's pain.

It allowed her to receive a high level of education and solved the poverty that had been stuck in her family.

In the process, I honestly didn't think about how Ilessia would accept this change.

Just roughly.

I saved her roughly.

A few days later, Ilessia came to the forest where we first met and said.

"Thank you, mister.

Everyone knows you did this.

No one believed me, but...…."

"What do you think? Do I look like a god?"

"Yes, you're my god."

"Well."

I thought you'd whine that this wasn't what I wanted.

He was a strangely mature child.

My rough solution seemed to have worked, so she seemed to be living a good life.

Oops...

Then I realized.

I didn't ask you to listen to what I wanted in return for saving me.

Forgetting the timing to bring it up, I sometimes went to the woods and talked to Ilessia.Ilesia is 14 years old. On the day of the coming-of-age ceremony, she was getting more beautiful as I expected.

I can't wait to have s*x...….

"Madam, I'm sorry I'm late."

Ilessia apologized to me one day.

"Why?"

"You've only been helped. Now tell me what you want. I'll hold it for you."

"Well…."

Then it's easy to say.

I didn't decline. Of course.

"Then.

Will you be my servant? I need a pretty servant. Whatever I say, hehe listens to me."

"Okay, shall we go now?"

"I'll take my soul.

I can't come back here again. You still like it?"

"Yes."

"......no. Doesn't that sound like some kind of suspicious contract?"

"Not much."

……ummm. Why are you so calm?

It's appropriate to take him now.

Ilessia's beauty is rising day by day.

It was also common for villages to have a duel over who would be Ilessia's husband. A complete reversal of life.

Her unhappy life changed like a flip-flop, and all she had to do was meet a wonderful man and live happily.

"Do you happen to have any lingering feelings about life?

Or you didn't like what I gave you."

"That's not true. But it's true that I don't get interested.

Now by your side, I want to return the grace I've received."

"……."

She's a girl who doesn't know what's inside.

I thought so.

Grace? You feel that? Don't you think he would have been happy with tears when his father stopped hitting him?

Wouldn't it have been nice?

Forget about me and live in moderation.

I would have kidnapped him myself, walking on his own feet.

"Okay, let's go together."

That day, I took possession of the soul of the country girl, Ilessia.

Hypnotized slaves brought her into my living quarters, where they performed the given routine like a machine.

And I was mostly lying around, leaving house chores such as cleaning and cooking.

Nothing much has changed.

There's only one pretty girl I've saved.

I watched Ilessia carefully for a few days.

You must have been very disappointed to see the lazy daily life of the writer Shin.

Right now, I'm working hard without showing that...….

You're gonna regret it, right?

The work that followed me.

"……."

I decided not to care.

It's enough to hypnotize him anyway.

There will only be no one to clean then.

A few weeks.

A couple of months.

Time flies like that. Surprisingly, our relationship has not changed.

Living with Ilessia, I wonder how she could do that, but I didn't touch her because I thought she was still young.

However, I didn't even show that I didn't like to mess around, so I didn't even hypnotize myself and left it alone.

And then, one day.

Ilessia looked in my basement.

"This is…."

Ilessia was frightened and stiffened.

In the basement, the women I had committed a mess were hanging on the wall like pigs.

"Did you see that?"

I went behind Ilessia and put my hand on her shoulder.

"Uh…."

"This is my favorite thing to do.

You'll be like this soon. See? There are a lot of pretty girls, right?"

"……."

Ilessia was shaking.

If it's a secret, it's a secret, but I thought I'd get caught someday.

This mansion was like a lump of my s*xual desire.

Elessia will be managed from this day on.The supervising area has become wider.

When I saw the basement, I didn't run away, so I got a chill, like saying, 'You're going to be like this from now on.'

Call the girls, have s*x with them.

Clean up the Human Ranch in the outskirts.

Later, I also left it to take care of after I had s*x.

It became a routine for her to skim through my fingers and semen covered in watery cloth.

You're doing a good job.

Why are you holding on?

I asked Ilessia, who was cleaning my ruler.

"Why aren't you running away? You think I'm gonna hurt you?"

"……."

"Or can't you help it because you're actually looking forward to having s*x? Did your dad do that to you?"

Ilessia wiped my balls meticulously and woke up with a slightly angry face.

"Madam.

Next time, make your own bed!"

"Huh?"

I was embarrassed.

Is that the time for you to say that's what you're saying. It's because I had that thought.

I knew later, but Ilessia still wanted to live with me.It was in her own way, angry about my abusive language.

The premise of "family living together" was to change my behavior without breaking it down.

"……."

I made the bed myself since then.

I knew little by little from then on.

I don't know what I'm thinking when I'm dealing with a girl who doesn't know what she's next to me.

It's surprisingly not bad.