More weed-induced deranged smut. Enjoy. Please let me know if you want more hypno Ryou, cause I do notice the YGO fandom is kinky, but we never get enough of the kinky stories, so I'm down to take kink or pairing requests. I won't do them all but if I like it, I'll do it! Or I can do coms for more specific fics, or if you want to guarantee I take it (DM me for details).
Chapter Summary: Ryou doesn't mind helping Malik out a few times, especially after that- that- what was it? And why is he suddenly in the mood to wear a skirt? OR, Malik hypnotises Ryou and fucks him with Bakura and Kek.
Pairings: Bakura Ryou/Malik Ishtar, Bakura Ryou/Thief King Bakura, Bakura Ryou/Yami Malik (Kek).
AO3 Tags: Hypnotism, roommates, non-con because he's hypnotised but he's very much enjoying it, siren Malik (kinda lmao), his song hypnotises Ryou, Trans Ryou Bakura, AFAB terms used, trans author, vaginal sex, plugs, sex toys, vibrator, facial, rubbing in cum, somnophilia (sort of), somno but sex toys only, ice play, temperature play, degradation, public humiliation, gangbang, voyeurism, exhibitionism, sluttification, no panties, dom/sub, riding, dehumanisation, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, recording, filming, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Femboy Ryou, Slutty Bakura Ryou, Wank and Tell.
Ryou hummed as he opened the door to his apartment. He toed off his shoes and glanced around. "Malik? Are you here?" He and Malik had begun renting together a few years previously when Malik moved to Domino, and Ryou agreed to let him have the spare room in his rent-controlled apartment.
"Yeah," Malik called back after a moment. "Sorry, just working on something. Do you mind giving me a quick hand?"
Ryou frowned, setting his computer bag to the side. "Are you okay?" He began walking towards Malik's room, where the door was closed.
"Yeah, it's just something small," Malik called back. Ryou's frown deepened, but he opened the door and stepped inside. Malik wasn't at his desk.
"Ma-" Ryou twisted, but suddenly Malik stepped out from behind the door and leaned in, whispering a hypnotic Kemetian melody in Ryou's ear. Ryou did his best to ignore it, but his entire body went slack, a warm, fuzzy feeling spreading through it.
Malik's melody faded to a hum and he stepped back, scanning Ryou with a tiny smirk. "I've been waiting years for this," he murmured. "It was harder without the Millennium Rod, but I finally have you under my command."
Ryou rocked back and forth lightly, caught in the near-high feeling of the hypnosis.
"Listen to me, Ryou," Malik said, locking eyes with him and stepping forward. "You are a slut. Sluts are always horny. Sluts think with their pussy. Your brain is in your pussy. Your pussy belongs to me. I own all your thoughts. You are always wet. You are always horny. Repeat."
"I am a slut," Ryou murmured slowly. "I-I-"
"You are a slut," Malik aids.
"I am a slut."
"Sluts are always horny."
"Sluts are always horny."
"Sluts think with their pussy."
"Sluts think with their pussy."
"Your brain is in your pussy."
"My brain is in my pussy."
"Your pussy belongs to me."
"My pussy be- belongs to you."
"I own all your thoughts."
"You..." Ryou frowned but it fell lax again after a moment. "You own all my thoughts."
"You are always wet."
"I am always wet."
"You are always horny."
"I am always horny."
"Sluts are always horny, and so you are a slut."
"I-" Ryou was breathing heavily, trying to fight the hypnotism, but his lips moved without his permission, closing the circle. "Sluts are always horny, and so I am a slut." His body went slack once again, the cycle running through his brain, trapping it in this state.
Malik's smirk returned. "Good boy," he soothed. "I am going to give you some orders, and then snap my fingers. When I snap my fingers, you won't remember anything about this, and you will go about your day as normal, but you will do each of these things without questioning it. Understand?"
Ryou nodded.
"Good. First, you will only wear skirts or dresses around me from now on. This includes if I have people over. You will get rid of the rest of your wardrobe. You will never wear panties or a binder. You will do anything I ask. Understand?" Malik waited for Ryou to nod again before snapping his fingers.
Ryou blinked a few times and looked at Malik. "Oh, there you are. What did you need my help with?"
"Don't worry about it," Malik assured him. "I managed to sort it out."
"Oh." Ryou shrugged. "Okay. I need to get to work cleaning my room."
"Good idea." Malik smiled. "Oh, while you're here, do you mind if Bakura and Kek come over tonight?"
Ryou blinked. Bakura, Kek, and Malik were not good when they drank together- what was he thinking? "Of course they can come over," Ryou assured him. "Just let me know if you need anything."
"Great." Malik grinned. "Thanks."
Ryou nodded and made his way into his own bedroom. He kept it relatively tidy but had been slacking for a few weeks with work, so it was ready for a proper clean. He hesitated as he scanned his room. His clothes weren't exactly comfortable. He didn't really enjoy wearing his work clothes at home. Or his binder. He made his way over to his wardrobe and looked inside, but nothing was really appealing to him until he glanced into his drawers. Anzu had gifted him an outfit for April Fool's day, and for some reason, it was perfect.
Ryou quickly changed, exchanging his shirt, binder, boxers and slacks for a white crop top, tight on his chest, that read Femboy Hooters, a short black skirt, and a pair of black thigh-high socks. He didn't bother with his binder or underwear. It was too hot outside. When had it gotten so hot? Ryou fanned his face and began cleaning. Halfway through, he heard Bakura and Kek enter the apartment, and ever the gracious host, he hurried out to greet them.
"I'm glad you could come." Ryou bowed, ignoring their wide eyes.
"Hey, guys. Hey, Ryou." Malik appeared behind him, grinning. "Loving the outfit."
Ryou's cheeks warmed and he smiled. "Thanks. It's very comfy."
"I'm sure." Malik's grin grew. "We're going to play some video games, we won't bother you."
"Nonsense." Ryou shook his head. "Let me know if you need anything. I'm not busy."
"We will." Malik grabbed Kek and Bakura's arms, dragging them to the living room to explain the situation. Ryou simply shrugged and returned to cleaning his room.
When he was finished, he lay on his bed, knees up, scrolling through social media. His skirt fell around his hips, but he didn't seem to notice. His feed used to be memes and SFX artists, but over the past few weeks, more NSFW textposts were appearing, and now, Ryou found himself flicking through them. He squirmed, thighs pressing together, but his roommate and friends were in the apartment so he tried to ignore the growing wetness between his legs.
His phone pinged and he opened the text from Malik.
Malik: Hey, would you get us some ice?
Ryou hummed and stood up, making his way to the freezer. He did want to be a good host, after all. When he walked into the living room with a tray of ice cubes, something was playing on the television, but it was on mute, and Bakura and Kek were staring at him. Malik set his phone down, propped up against his controller so the camera faced Ryou. "Thanks, Ry."
"No worries." Ryou gave him a small smile and turned to leave.
"Wait," Malik says and Ryou stills. "Bend over."
Ryou froze, heart pounding. Maybe he had misheard? But he was pretty sure he hadn't. Why would Malik- no, Malik was a guest, and Ryou was sure he had a reason.
"Bend over," Malik said again, "please."
He even said please. Ryou smiled softly and bent over, hands on his knees. His skirt rode up, giving the three men a clear look at his ass and glistening cunt. Bakura and Kek murmured in the background, while Ryou flushed from the heat of their gazes on him.
Malik leaned over and Ryou gasped as a shock of cold was pressed against his lips, and Malik pressed the cube into his cunt. Ryou bit his lip hard, trying not to moan as the sensation sent chills down his spine. Malik, Bakura and Kek laughed, and Bakura leaned forward, pressing two more cubes inside Ryou, one after the other.
Ryou moaned and the three continued until they couldn't fit any more inside his dripping cunt. "Okay," Malik said. "That's everything. Thanks, Ryou."
Ryou flushed, panting, but he carefully stood upright again. "N- No problem," he said, "just let me know if you need anything else." He made his way back to his room, moaning as each step disturbed the ice inside him. He sat on his bed and pulled out his phone again, rocking as he read more of the NSFW textposts. Still, he couldn't do anything with guests over. He'd be mortified if they heard him.
By the time Malik next text him, the ice had all melted, soaking his bed, but Ryou couldn't move from the spot, too caught up in the stories and POVs he was reading.
Malik: Can you bring us some drinks?
Ryou stood up immediately and grabbed the bottle of whiskey Malik kept in the kitchen. He brought it into the living room and poured it into their glasses without being asked, passing one to each of them.
"Perfect." Malik smiled at him. "Now sit on my cock."
Ryou's eyes widened. No, he couldn't do that. His normal self fought the hypnotism, but Malik caught Ryou's attention again and directed it towards where he was unzipping his pants. He pulled out his cock, giving it a few strokes. Gods, it was massive.
"You're clearly wet," Malik said. "We've all seen it. It's been so distracting, Ryou."
Ryou swallowed. He'd distracted them from their game? "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-"
"Didn't mean to what?" Malik tilted his head, eyes narrowed. "Be such a slut?"
Ryou's eyes glassed over and he nodded. "Y-Yes, I'm sorry."
"Well, you can make it up to me by sitting on my cock." Malik leaned back and Ryou hurried to sit in his lap, not wanting to upset him further. Malik gripped his hip and carefully positioned him, and Ryou groaned as he was forced to sink onto Malik's cock. "What do you say?"
"T-Thank you, Ma- Ma-" Ryou stammered. Gods, Malik's cock was so thick, Ryou already felt full, and he was barely past the head.
"You can call me Sir," Malik decided, rocking his hips up.
"Yes- Yes, Sir," Ryou gasped. With each thrust, Malik's cock rubbed against a spot inside Ryou that made his toes curl.
"You're so fucking wet, Ryou," Malik sighed. "You really are a slut. Aren't you?" Ryou moaned. Malik gripped his hips tighter and slammed him down on his cock, shoving the remaining six inches into him. Ryou shook, clenching tightly as he came from the sensation of being so utterly full. "Aren't you?"
"Yes!" Ryou gasped. "I'm a slut! I'm sorry for distracting you earlier!"
"Oh, that's okay," Malik cooed, "because you're going to make it up to us." He pulled back and thrust up into Ryou's cunt. Ryou whined, rocking forward away from the overstimulation, but Malik grabbed him back. "No, you don't. Sluts don't decide when they're done. We do." He fucked up hard into Ryou, and Ryou sobbed with pleasure. His skirt rode up around his hips, and Malik gripped under his knees, pressing them into his chest and moving him like a living fleshlight. One hand reached down to rub his clit, and Ryou squeezed his eyes shut, screaming as he came.
His moans grew louder as Malik fucked him through a second orgasm, and Malik leaned in to whisper, "Open your eyes, pet." Ryou reluctantly opened his eyes to see Kek and Bakura standing over him, stroking their own cocks. "You're making everyone so happy by taking my cock."
Ryou sobbed, shaking as Malik pounded his cunt. Malik's other hand pressed over his cervix, where a bulge appeared any time he thrust into Ryou, and pressed down. Ryou choked on his own moan, tongue hanging out, eyes rolling back in his head.
Bakura cursed, moving faster, and suddenly, ropes of cum burst over Ryou's face and tits. "Holy shit," Kek grunted, following Bakura's example.
Ryou whined, cheeks burning under, but was cut off by another moan as Malik pressed harder, moving Ryou faster. "Oh fuck," Ryou cried. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck- Please, sir!"
"You want to cum, pet?" Malik teased. "Do it. Cum on my thick fucking cock as I fill you up." Malik slammed into Ryou a few more times and came.
Ryou's head dropped back as he felt Malik's cum flood him. He writhed on Malik's cock, cumming from the feeling.
Malik chuckled and reached up, twisting one of Ryou's nipples through his cum-stained crop top. "Good whore." He slapped Ryou's ass as Ryou slumped, exhausted. "Rub Kek and Bakura's cum into your face. Don't let it go to waste."
Ryou's cheeks burned, but his body moved without his permission, desperate to please Malik. He rubbed the cooling cum into his skin, wherever it hand landed When he was done, Malik smiled. "Get up and bend over."
Ryou whined but obliged, and he moaned when Malik pressed a silicone plug into his body. "Wh-what-?"
"This is to keep you nice and full," Malik told him. "And it vibrates. It connects to all our phones. You will not take it out all night." Malik smiled. "And when I snap my fingers, you will forget this ever happened, but you will not question the plug in your cunt, and you will not take it out. Understood?"
Ryou nodded. "Yes, sir."
Malik snapped his fingers and Ryou quickly stood upright. "Sorry, I thought I dropped something." He quickly fixed his skirt, flushing at the thought of accidentally flashing somebody. Especially when he was wearing his plug. He forgot he'd put it in but it just felt so good. "I'd better go. I'll see you later."
Ryou quickly climbed into bed, ditching his ruined clothes. He fell asleep shortly after Kek and Bakura left, and didn't wake when the vibrator in his cunt turned on. He squirmed, soft gasps escaping him as it slowly turned up to the max. Malik watched through a crack in the door as Ryou humped his hips forward in his sleep, desperate for more. Malik turned it up all the way, and Ryou moaned loudly, cumming around the vibrator without ever waking up.
Malik grinned and turned the vibrator down, but not off, leaving Ryou to enjoy the unconscious aftermath of his first orgasm of the night. He made his way into his own room and pulled up the videos of Ryou he'd recorded earlier. Time to see what people thought of his new pet.
Heyo, final reminder I'll take some requests if I like them. Also this story is a wank and tell, so please let me know if you enjoyed or just leave a fav! See you next high!