So I'm going to keep posting these because we as a fandom deserve more hypnosis porn. Please comment a situation you want to see and if I like it, I'll post it!
Chapter Summary: Malik was so nice to treat Ryou to a new wardrobe, and even offer to help him with the super tricky zip! Or, Malik brings hypnotised Ryou on a shopping trip and fucks him in the changing room.
Pairings: Bakura Ryou/Malik Ishtar
AO3 Tags: Hypnotism, public sex, semi-public sex, sex in a changing room, modelling, Ryou trying on outfits, vaginal sex, mirror sex, teasing, creampie, sluttification, Trans Ryou Bakura, AFAB terms used, trans author, dumbification, filming, filming without consent, porn, vibrators, plugs, sex toys, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, recording, filming, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Femboy Ryou, Slutty Bakura Ryou (how is that not a tag?), Wank and Tell.
Ryou awoke slowly, moaning softly from the vibrations assaulting him, but he didn't question why the plug inside him now vibrated. Instead, he slowly got up to go about his morning routine. He climbed into the shower, shivering as he washed himself, his skin sensitive. When he dried off, he walked over to his wardrobe to get dressed but frowned. Still nothing he wanted to wear.
He sighed and pulled on the skirt he wore yesterday, some knee-high socks, and a plain blue shirt that he tied into a crop top. Much better. Still, he had to deal with the wardrobe situation.
"Hey, Malik?" He called as he made his way out to the kitchen.
Malik was sitting at the table on his laptop. He grinned when he saw Ryou, eyes practically undressing him. "Hey. What's up?"
"I need some new clothes," Ryou said. "I have a little saved up and I want to treat myself. Would you come?"
"Of course I'll come," Malik said, his lips quirking up. "But only if you let me pay. It can be your early birthday present." Ryou began to protest but Malik waved off his concerns. "I'm serious, Ryou. Let me treat you."
Ryou chewed his lip but nodded. "Alright, if you're certain."
"I am," Malik assured him. "Come on, I can finish this later." He stood up and grabbed his motorcycle helmet. "We can take my bike."
Ryou nodded in agreement and they made their way down to the garage. Ryou climbed onto the bike behind Malik, holding his waist. The seat pressed the plug deeper into him and he hid a moan as the bike turned on, increasing the vibrations assaulting him.
When they reached the mall, they made their way into a few shops before Ryou found one he liked, and they began picking out clothes.
"You should try these on," Malik said, "to make sure they fit."
Ryou nodded in agreement, smiling. "Good idea."
"And you should come out and model them for me," Malik added. "I'll tell you what looks good."
"Thank you." Ryou's smile grew as they made their way to the changing rooms. Ryou stepped into the men's changing room and quickly found an empty stall. He began changing into the various collections of short skirts and dresses Malik had found him and showing him each one.
Malik examined them and made Ryou spin in each one before giving his verdict. Yes to the skimpy black dress that barely covered his ass, yes to the blue plaid skirt of the same length, no to the yellow crop top, yes to the white one with hearts on it.
The plug continued vibrating inside Ryou, and his own slick began to drip down his legs.
When he stepped out in the next outfit, a light blue sundress that was vaguely transparent. His nipples were hard and the dress barely covered his ass.
Malik's smirk returned when Ryou stepped out. "That is gorgeous on you, Ryou," he said. "Spin for me." Ryou obliged and the skirt on the dress spun with him, raising to his waist and flashing his cunt at Malik. "Perfect, you should get it." Malik stood up. "I'll help you out of it. It looks complicated."
It only had a zip- no, it was so complicated to put on. "Thank you, Malik," Ryou sighed in relief at the thought of not having to struggle through taking it off alone.
He led Malik back into the changing room and turned his back so Malik could get to the pesky zip. Instead of helping him though, Malik pressed Ryou forward against the mirror so his ass was sticking out. The skirt rode up further over his ass as Malik groped his ass. "Gods, you look perfect in this."
"M- Malik," Ryou protested, "what are you-?"
"Oh, don't worry." Malik unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. "You're very well accustomed to my dick." He pulled the plug out of Ryou, and Ryou moaned as he clenched around nothing. "See? Your body already wants it." He teased his cock along Ryou's slit. "Now spread those slutty legs for me."
Ryou bit his lip, trying to resist, but his body acted without his permission.
"Good boy." Malik grabbed a fistful of Ryou's hair and pulled his head up. "Now watch through the mirror as I fuck you."
Ryou raised his head and shuddered as he met Malik's gaze through the mirror. Malik smirked and slammed into Ryou.
Ryou shouted in pleasure as he was suddenly full. His belly bulged from Malik's cock and Ryou's legs shook. With each thrust, Ryou's belly bulged and each time, he hit all the right spots. Ryou moaned, head falling back as his orgasm built, and he clenched as he came around Malik.
"That's it." Malik grabbed Ryou's throat and squeezed. "Cum on my cock."
Ryou's legs buckled but Malik pinned his hands above him to the mirror, keeping him up. Ryou met his gaze, whimpering when he saw Malik staring down in the mirror, watching his cock slam into Ryou's cunt over and over again. His thrusts grew more haphazard the closer he got, and Ryou moaned when he felt Malik filling him.
"Ma- Ma- Master," Ryou gasped, cumming from the sensation.
Malik dropped him and Ryou collapsed to his knees, his cunt leaking. "That's it," Malik said. He pressed the plug back into Ryou, plugging his cum inside Ryou's cunt. Ryou whimpered, clenching as it started to vibrate again. Malik crouched down next to Ryou, rubbing his clit. Ryou whined, hitching his hips forward. "You're the perfect little cocksleeve for me, aren't you?" He cooed. "And you don't even know it."
"W-What?" Ryou gasped as the vibrations grew stronger.
"Oh, don't worry, pet, it's too complicated for your dumb little brain," Malik assured him. "All you need to focus on is pleasure."
He rubbed Ryou's clit faster until Ryou spasmed around the plug, cumming with a loud cry of, "Master!"
"Perfect," Malik praised, wiping Ryou's cum on the dress. "When I snap my fingers, you will forget this ever happened." Malik snapped his fingers and Ryou's brain grew fuzzy again.
"M- Malik?" Ryou looked up at his roommate as the plug vibrated inside him. "What happened?"
"You fell over when I was helping you out of the dress," Malik explained. He helped Ryou up. "Let's try again." He unzipped the dress and helped Ryou step out of it. Ryou whimpered as the fabric brushed his nipples but quickly got back into his normal clothes, Malik still watching. "Are you ready?"
"Yes," Ryou assured him. He earned a few odd looks as they walked to the register but he ignored them, not realising it was because of the cum leaking down his legs. The sales representative gave Ryou a smug look as he checked them out but didn't say anything.
"You head out and wait outside," Malik said. "I'll pay."
"Okay, thank you Malik!" Ryou beamed as he walked away.
Malik turned back to the salesman. "So you got me that security video?"
"Of course," the salesman, one of Malik's old contacts from the Rare Hunters, assured him, "as long as I get a turn of that slut at some stage."
Malik's eyes flashed but he smiled as he leaned in. "This is very important," he said, his tone tense but faux-pleasant. "If I ever hear you talk about my pet like that again, I will skin you alive and throw you off the pier." His smile grew. "Send me the video, and I'll consider adding you to the website for free, and that's all you get. Understand?"
The salesman swallowed but nodded and passed Malik the bag, with a USB stick inside. "Enjoy your purchase."
Malik's smile only grew and he slid a hundred thousand yen across the counter to him. "Have a great day." He made his way out of the shop and grinned at Ryou. "Do you want to try another shop?"
"Sure," Ryou agreed. "But are you sure? You've already got me so much."
"Oh, believe me," Malik assured him, "I'm more than okay paying. You've given me much more than this."
Ryou flushed with a smile, likely thinking of times he'd helped Malik with work or in the apartment.
Meanwhile, Malik toyed with the USB in his pocket. "Let's keep going," he said. He was going to have so many videos to post that night.