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From that day on, Alexis found herself wearing the necklace every day, no matter what she did. She took it out went she went out. She bathed with it. She slept with it. When she felt anxious, or stressed, she felt it, and it helped her. It soothed her, and it relaxed her.

It made her feel very good.

Maddie had noticed, too, but she didn't seem to be too concerned. After all, it wouldn't be the first time Alexis had hyper-focused on something, or used it as a coping mechanism. She had a few special interests over the years, skyscrapers, airships, textured objects and items.. Perhaps this scratched that third itch? Even still, she had had to be a little firm about a few things.

"You can't keep sleeping, or showering, with it, Alex," she sighed. "It might rust!"

"Gold doesn't rust, Maddie," Alexis mumbled, stroking the necklace anxiously. "It's fine. And it means it gets clean after a night."

"Well, fine, but still - gold's a very soft metal. You might damage that chain, or the pendant itself-"

"I'm not someone who tosses and turns a lot at night, Maddie. I'll be fine."

"You've been tossing and turning at night recently."

"Well- well that's.. Different." Alex huffed, half irritated, half doubting Maddie's claim, entirely embarrassed. Maddie raised an eyebrow, and Alexis stood up, walking closer and wrapping her arms around the bat. "I know you worry about me. And I appreciate it. I really do. I just.. Think I need this, you know?"

Maddie held her in her arms, and nodded. "Yeah," she sighed again. "Yeah, I know."

Alexis pulled away, and smiled at her roommate, giving her a little kiss on the nose. "I'll tell you what - we drop this before it becomes an argument, and I'll cook dinner tonight."

"You? Cooking dinner?" Maddie grinned. "I don't think I've ever seen you cooking anything more involved than a grilled cheese."

Alexis grinned, and swished her tail playfully. "Watch and learn, Maddie," she giggled, before skipping out of the room, and heading into the kitchen.

By dinner time, the house was full of the scents of Italian herbs, tomatoes, and fresh pasta. Maddie was sat at the table, a glass of wine in her hand, as she anticipated the evening meal. She'd not had someone cook for her since she'd been dating last - it was usually her cooking for Alex. Alex had never much enjoyed cooking, before - she was perfectly capable, it just wasn't her idea of fun. But she'd been in the kitchen for around an hour or so, now, chopping and boiling and stirring.

It smelled divine, whatever it was, which Maddie was happy to make known, as she called into the kitchen.

As she cooked, Alexis didn't seem to register what Maddie was saying. She was focused on her task, her eyes trained on the pans and pots, as she stirred the red marinara sauce, and turned off the heat beneath the spaghetti. She drained the pasta, and fetched the plates, stirring through the sauce as she began to serve up.

She came through to the dining room, and placed a plate in front of Maddie, who eyed the dish - and was left rather impressed.

Spaghetti and meatballs was not an especially difficult dish to cook, but the effort Alex had put into it was quite clear. It was garnished with a sprig of basil, sprinkled with a snowfall of parmesan, and steaming hot.

Alexis sat opposite her, and smiled, scooting her seat closer to the table. "So, uhm, how does it look?"

"Oh my, Alex sweetie, it looks absolutely gorgeous! You've really outdone yourself here."

Alexis blushed, and smiled, softly stroking the handle of the fork beside her plate. "Do you really think so?"

"Oh, I do, honey. I'm really, really impressed." Maddie picked up her cutlery, and ate a forkful of spaghetti and sauce. She smiled wider. "Oh, sweetheart.. This is VERY good."

"Very good," Alexis mumbled softly, a smile on her lips and a blush dusting her cheeks as she squirmed somewhat in her seat. With that, the two began to eat, and talk. There was laughter, too - it was the nicest evening either of them could remember having since Alex had gotten the necklace.

That evening, Alexis settled into bed, dressed in a too-large t-shirt, and her panties. Her belly was full, and she'd had.. More than a few glasses of wine. She felt good. It had been a very good day indeed, she thought to herself. She gingerly petted the necklace, and sighed softly. It was early, but already she felt tired. Maddie had, too, and decided to call it an early night. Perhaps that was sensible. Alexis had found herself feeling more and more exhausted, day to day. It didn't take long for her eyelids to close, and for her to drift off into deep, well-needed sleep.

It took about an hour for the necklace to begin its work.

It's time to go, plaything.

The pendant lifted from Alexis' chest. She snored softly, her chest rising and falling with each deep, steady breath.

It drifted away from her, and barely even tugged at her neck, before Alexis sat upright in her bed.

Her head flopped forwards. She continued snoring. The amulet had control, now - and it was going to lead her, as it had done every night for the past few weeks.

The necklace sailed silently through the air, to the left. Alexis turned herself to face it, though her eyes were closed, and she was deeply asleep. It moved away once more, and she pushed herself off of the bed, and onto her feet. She stood there, swaying ever so softly, her head upright for a moment, as her eyes fluttered open - vacant, glazed and glassy. "Mmn, what's.." She sighed quietly. "What's happ'nin'.."

The necklace gave the slightest tug, and Alexis found her feet taking steps on her behalf.

We're walking. The words were clear in her empty, fuzzy head. Alexis found her head nodding in agreement. "We're walking," she mumbled, her voice almost a whisper.

She found herself led to the door, and she opened it. Maybe it was a command, or an impulse - she wasn't sure. She wasn't sure of anything, right now. It all melted together into a curious state of being, but not doing.

Alexis was led down the hallway. Her footsteps were slow, plodding and deliberate. Her eyes were still barely open.

The pendant came to a halt in front of her, and she stopped in her tracks as it hit her chest. The necklace turned, and so did she. They were facing Maddie's bedroom.

There was a moment's pause, like hesitation, before the necklace turned away.

_Not tonight,_the voice stated. "Not tonight," Alexis mumbled silently. With that, they continued to walk. Alexis was led downstairs, slowly and carefully, and she reached the entrance hall downstairs.

She sleepwalked to the front door, still being tugged along gently like a dog on a leash. She found herself opening the front door, and slowly pulling it open.

She shivered. "Cold," she mumbled.

It's not cold.

"Oh. It's not cold." She sighed softly, as she was pulled out into the evening street.

Alexis was stood on the pavement, her bare paws against the freezing cement. She'd be worried, shivering, waking up.. If she hadn't been told it wasn't cold.

Instead, each howling gust of midnight air warmed her, as though she was stood before some great hairdryer. She sighed softly.

Belong to me.

Alexis nodded. "I belong to you."

The necklace swung to the right, and Alexis turned, before beginning to sleepwalk down the street.

_Where shall we go tonight, plaything?_The voice was so soothing. So comforting. Like a guardian angel.

"I dunno," sighed the practically unconscious unicorn. "I dunno anything. Can't think," she spoke in a monotone, mumbled voice, but she didn't seem to mind. She didn't need to think. She had the necklace. She continued walking, to the end of the street, before the necklace swung behind her, and paced her back up the way she'd come.

_That's alright. You can let me think for you._The pendant continued to pace her up and down the street.

"I'll let you think for me. Yes." Alexis nodded.

Sleep.

As she marched up and down the street, her head fell forward, chin against her chest. She snored softly, her hair falling in front of her face. She was still led by the necklace, though it seemed now to have direct control of her - it had fallen to her chest, now.

As she walked along the street, she brushed past a neighbour's bins, which fell down with a rather loud clattering thud. The porchlight of the house she'd passed snapped into life, illuminating her.

She gasped, her eyes snapping open, no longer glazed or glassy. She looked around her, suddenly freezing cold. "W-wha-- what?! What's happening? Oh shit, what the fuck?! Where am I?!" She cried out, starting to panic, her feet freezing, her mind swimming with panic.

_Sleep._Came the words in her head.

Mid-sentence, she stopped. Her body relaxed. As her voice trailed away, her eyes glazed over, and her eyelids grew heavy. Her head fell forward once more, and soon she was snoring again.

Fernier leapt out of bed at the sudden commotion. "Wh-- what the?!" She rubbed her eyes, and leapt to her feet, peering out of her window into the night. There was Alexis, stood there, freaking out - before freezing up, growing limp, and letting her head fall forwards again.

Fernier knew Alexis and Maddie relatively well - they'd had barbecues together, and she'd taken a shine to the unicorn. Much like Maddie, she'd always been rather motherly, and the two of them always liked to look out for her. Fernier knew one thing about Alexis - she'd never walk about outside in her pyjamas, kicking bins over.

Fernier tied her dressing gown around her naked form, and stepped out into the evening. "Alexis, honey? Is everything ok?" She shivered as she walked over. "Oh dear, what's happened? You must be freezing.."

As she approached her, she noticed her head drooped down. "Alex, honey?" She gently shook her shoulder. Alex didn't respond, still breathing heavily. "Oh, my.. I had no idea she was a sleepwalker."

Fernier looked around, before taking Alexis' hand, and gently tugging it. "I have no idea how to handle this sort of thing.. L-let me take you indoors. It's nice and warm in there."

Alexis snored softly, but stayed planted to the spot. Fernier didn't want to pull her too harshly, so she didn't try. "Alex, sweetheart, it's Ferny, can you hear me?"

As Fernier focused on the unicorn, she didn't notice the necklace lifting from her chest. It began to spin slowly, catching the porch's light with its polished surface.

The round worgen found herself noticing it, and stared. "Oh my.. What on earth?. How are you doing that? It's.. Goodness, it's pretty." Fernier was staring at it, now. Her hand was still on Alexis' shoulder, though her grip was beginning to loosen.

Fernier had never begin particularly strong-willed. It didn't take much to focus her mind, to empty it. Her eyes were trained on the spinning pendant.

As time passed, Fernier found herself leaning closer, her arms limp and heavy at her sides, swaying as she stared at the jewellery. Her eyes were beginning to close, already glassy, and vacant, as she drooled.

The pendant's shape began to shift, and change. It was as though it was becoming liquid, warping and wobbling as it spun slowly in the air. Fernier was still staring, not seeming to respond or react.

The necklace split - a second blob of gold hanging in the air beside the first. Fernier felt drawn to the second over the first, and turned to gaze, her mouth hanging open as she stared.

The first necklace reformed, back to its initial shape, and carvings. It hadn't seemed to lose any mass - it was the same size, the same weight, the same shape as before. The second became a totally identical necklace, complete with a chain, and it lifted itself over Fernier's head, dropping down around her neck.

"Wait," she mumbled quietly, "don't take,"

She couldn't finish the sentence.

As the necklace dropped to her chest, she stood up straighter, eyes still glossy and vacant.

_Sleep,_the word played in her mind, and hers alone. Her head bowed, and she began to snore, the dressing gown flowing around her as the cold wind blew, exposing some of her naked fur.

Alexis and Fernier stood together, deeply asleep, as the necklaces continued to keep them subdued.

"Sleepy," Fernier nodded, as though responding to someone. "Yes."

"Never need to think anymore."

"Thank you."

"Fernier. My name is Fern-"

"Plaything. I'm a plaything."

"Yes, please, please, take control. My mind. My body, please. I don't want them any more."

Alexis snored softly. She recognised the words. She'd said the same things the very first night, as she dreamed of the words, and colours, and shapes.

After what seemed like hours of listening to words, of responding sleepily and letting the jewellery take over completely, Fernier and Alexis both turned, facing the same direction. They began to walk, taking the same slow, plodding steps, as the necklaces took them away.

They snored softly as they marched, dutifully following their unseen master's commands. Their minds were totally blank, unable to resist, or to fight their way back to consciousness, as they were walked along the streets, like someone playing with toys. Every now and then, something would wake one of them - a change in terrain, or a sudden breeze, or a noise in the distance - and whoever awoke would open their eyes slowly, still glassy and glazed, still vacant. They'd mumble something, confused as to what was going on, before the words would remind them, and soothe them, and lull them back to sleep. They were well and truly ensnared in the mental control the necklaces seemed to hold over them, sleeping at their whim, walking at their will, relinquishing all ownership and control to them with very little resistance. Perhaps is was that the two were not particularly strong-willed. Perhaps it was that the necklaces truly were that powerful. It was hard to say, especially for them - in their minds, they were in bed, fast asleep, dreaming curious, abstract words, and shapes. Dreaming grass between their toes, dreaming the night's winds around them, warming them. They were far gone.

The two had walked, Alexis leading Fernier, into a park just outside of town. The grass was cold, and dewy, though the words in the girls' minds would remind them that to them, the cold of evening was a soothing warmth. They let out sleepy little sighs as they felt their paws warmed by the soft grass, felt the warm dew cling to their fur, to their pawpads, and heat them up gently. It was a wonderful feeling. To the entranced duo, it was like paradise.

They would have been content to walk forever, to follow the words in their minds obediently. It felt right, somehow. It felt good. It was the right thing to do. To obey, and submit - it had given Alexis a purpose, and she was rewarded handsomely. Every time she felt herself obeying the words in her mind, her body surged with waves of ecstasy; waves of hideously intoxicating pleasure that rocked her from head to toe. Though not innately sexual in nature, her body seemed to be reacting with some minor arousal. She could feel herself slipping from her sheath in her panties.

Fernier, who was an altogether much more experienced woman when it came to hypnosis, had already had her inhibitions and free will, miniscule though they may have been to begin with, eroded by time after time of being controlled. She was used to the sensation of losing herself this way. She was used to the feelings of being controlled and commanded. She loved it - in fact, she craved it, often seeking out new ways to pull herself into deep trance. And this evening, one had walked right into her bins - Alexis, and her beautiful.. No, _their_beautiful necklaces. After all, they were both wearing one apiece, now. They were both their playthings, for as long as the necklaces desired.

The two were brought to a stop beneath a rather large tree, on top of a large, grassy knoll. They turned to face the way they'd come, standing to attention as they slept.

Wake. The word appeared in their heads, and slowly, their eyes fluttered open, and they raised their heads.

Alexis looked around, tense. "What.. Where am I?.." She mumbled, turning to see Fernier waking up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "F-Ferny? What am I doing here?.."

The worgen groaned, and looked sleepily at Alexis. "Wh-- I was going to ask you the same thing..! I can't remember coming out here.."

Alexis tried to think. The last thing she remembered was falling asleep in bed, and then.. She paused. There was something. A blinding light, and a clattering thud, and a panic,; the freezing, bitter cold winds around her barely-dressed body, just like it was right now.. And then, nothing. "I think," she began, her heart pounding somewhat, "I think I was outside your house.."

Fernier shivered, pulling the dressing gown around her tighter. "Huh? Oh.. Oh, yes! You were, it looked like.. No, you were.. You were sleepwalking, you'd knocked over my bins, I came out to see you, and then, uh.. Your necklace.."

Alexis turned to face her neighbour, having lost the colour in her cheeks. "I-I knew it! It's this necklace, it-it's like it takes over me, it's been taking me out in the night!!" She was starting to panic a little. Her mood was not improved when she saw the necklace around Fernier's neck.

She grabbed at her chest - no, the necklace was there, even still. There was a second pendant, now, and it was around her neighbour's neck. Alexis' eyes widened. "F-Ferny, take it off." She almost whispered. "Take off the necklace. We have to take them off, t-throw them away, or they'll take over!"

Fernier, in her groggy, sleepy, confused state, just nodded without really knowing what was up. Her head was still hazy from the trance she'd unwittingly been under.

The two gripped the pendants, and both tried to tug them off. In an instant, the necklaces sparked, and the two froze in place. Their eyes had glazed over once more, and they stood their, both holding the necklaces as the words appeared in their minds.

No, no, no, the words rang out. Bad girls.

"Bad girls," the two repeated, blankly.

You needn't be afraid. You're in no danger.

I want to make you feel good.

I want to make you feel perfect.

I want to take you on wonderful walks.

I want to do all the tough thinking for you.

All I ask in return is that you permit me.

"I permit you," they spoke again.

All I ask in return is that you obey.

"I obey,"

Drop me._The two immediately loosened their grips, the necklaces falling to their chests. Their hands stayed in the air where they had been._Hands down. The two complied, arms swinging to their sides. _You won't try to fight me again._They agreed, blankly, nodding their heavy, lolling heads.

Good girls, the words rang out in their heads. The praise was intoxicating, bathing their minds in sheer pleasure - so much so, their knees trembled, and Alexis almost fell over. The echoing praise in their minds stood to reinforce what they were being taught. Obeying is good. Obeying makes them good girls. They'll never try to fight the words again.

Alexis stood up straight, being fed commands, as did Fernier. They were given different tasks to perform, as Fernier stood with her arms to her sides, and Alexis turned to face her.

The young unicorn began to untie the gown, letting both halves fall open and reveal Fernier's large, round, thick-set body.

The cold air washed over Fernier. She let out a happy sigh. It felt so warm. The words had told her it did.

Alexis began to undress Fernier. She walked behind her, and pulled the gown off. Fernier complied, moving her arms to help Alexis strip her. Soon, the dark purple gown had collapsed in a heap onto the grass, and the older woman stood there, totally naked. Her breasts were far from modest, doughy and round and warm, and her tummy was round and inviting, dotted with her other nipples, leading down to her groin.

Alexis, staring into space with a vacant expression, let out a sleepy, almost drunken giggle. She pulled her panties down, and kicked them away, before tugging off her top and letting it fall behind her.

Her member immediately began to throb and grow, and before long she was totally erect. The words must have been very pleasant in her mind - or at the very least, incredibly persuasive.

Fernier let out a shaky moan, as her breathing became somewhat laboured, though her expression stayed quite blank. She shuddered and shivered as she stood, but not from the cold. Between her legs, she'd begun to drip. She was becoming just as aroused as Alexis was, her hands twitching as she tried to stroke herself - though the words kept them at her side, for now. Hot, electric jolts of pleasure rocked her body, all emanating from her pussy, as she moaned between shaky breaths.

"To be fucked," she bit her lip, responding to the words in her mind.

_And what do you want, Alexis?_The words rang out, audible only to her, but they evoked certain.. Feelings. Certain images in her mind's eye. She was sleeping with Fernier. They were fucking like animals, rutting; Alexis, usually quite a gentle lover, was practically pounding Ferny's sex as the worgen's orgasmic cries and moans filled the air around them. Alexis felt her mouth open.

"To fuck." She responded blankly, her vacant face betraying her intense arousal, as precum dripped from her cock.

Then,_the words appeared in their minds together, _receive your rewards.

Alex and Ferny turned to face one another, and Alexis wrapped her arms around the worgen's shoulders.

They kissed - no, it was more than that. They embraced, passionately. The worgen's tongue pushed into hers, and slipped against it, as they kissed feverishly. They could hardly keep off of one another, squeezing each other closer and kissing faster, their lips locked as their ravenous, wet tongues danced together, breaking only to breathe in deeply, before pressing their lips together once more.

Alexis pushed Fernier against the tree behind them roughly. Ferny moaned, uninhibited by bashfulness or shame. Nobody was around to hear, to watch - and even if they were, the words in their head that commanded them would keep them going, stop them from caring.

Alexis moved her hips around, aiming her erect, throbbing cock between the fat worgen's legs, and with one movement, she thrusted forwards.