(Woman to Llama)



Hypnosis was something that Emma had always been curious about. She knew full well that there was little science to substantiate its purported effects, yet the practice intrigued her nonetheless. After all, there were thousands of instances in which hypnosis had actually worked — they couldn't all be chalked up to paid actors, right?



Emma turned the question over in her head while looking at her monitor. For minutes now, her finger had been hovering over a video on YouTube:



HYPNOSIS: Look Like Disney Royalty (ACTUALLY WORKS!!)



Even though looking like someone out of a Disney movie was one of her secret fantasies, Emma was keenly aware of the many videos on YouTube that made similar promises simply to attract gullible viewers. And, judging from its title, Emma could guess that the one she’d found was a sham as well.



She closed out of the browser tab and shook her head for clarity. Emma obviously recognized that a video couldn’t transform her into a Disney Princess because… well, of course it couldn’t!



...but what if it did?



Feeling rather silly, Emma pulled her tablet back out and looked up the video once more. It was then she noticed that the thumbnail was of a movie she’d never seen.



Emma felt momentarily uneasy from not knowing what ‘Disney Royalty’ there even was in Emperor’s New Groove, but she reminded herself that it really didn’t matter. Not only was her fantasy non-dependent upon the specific Disney character, there was an infinitesimally small chance that she’d actually end up becoming one with hypnosis.



The video began. A hypnotic swirl drew Emma’s eyes toward it as she felt suddenly compelled to keep staring. The feeling was trance-like; she hardly noticed her ears pulling themselves upwards on her head and elongating.



Her nose pushed forward to form a long muzzle and in so doing restructured her face. Her eyes, which had once pointing forward, moved to either side of her fleshy snout, forcing Emma to cross them in order to continue watching the spiral on screen.



Emma didn’t blink once as she felt her back teeth merge into those of a grazer. Her incisors lengthened, causing a hideous underbite to jut out of her bottom jaw and give her an incredibly stupid appearance.



Bones in her neck popped and stretched as her head’s position slowly grew farther from the ground. Meanwhile, a coat of shaggy, off-white fleece spread across her body. The oily musk that emanated off of the wool wafted into her enlarged nasal canals, and Emma almost flinched at how… masculine it smelled.



PHOOMF!



The feeling of her tailbone shooting out into her seat cushion sent shockwaves of pain through her body, and Emma reflexively bucked her legs out, sending her office chair rolling behind her. After landing on her hands and knees, she grew worried that she wouldn’t be able to see her monitor from the floor. Emma looked up at her desk without moving her limbs and entered into a still-deeper trance upon seeing the screen again.



Her eyes fully glazed over until all humanity had left them, and her jaws slightly opened in a show of low intelligence. Thick saliva seeped out of her mouth and down her neck, which soon saw the most drastic changes.



Emma’s position on the floor became less and less of an issue as her neck transformed into what felt like a fifth limb. Its monstrous girth only increased as the video’s played, and Emma’s monitor was now eye-level despite her kneeling on the floor.



But kneeling soon turned to standing as Emma’s elbow sockets disappeared into her torso, making her arms act as legs. Her now unguligrade-like stance allowed Emma to stand on all-fours while keeping her eyes trained on the computer screen.



Emma moaned at the sensation of her clit folding outward. A new growth sent electric tremors across her being that further numbed her mind, meaning that no alarm stirred in Emma when a cock emerged from her pussy.



As her new shaft lengthened and grew harder by the second, every added inch to its girth caused her eyes to roll further back into her head in pleasure. Her rubbery flaws moistened with drool from Emma’s mindset warping to include animalistic urges and instincts.



Then the hypnosis ended.



Emma blinked. No more than a feral llama now, she struggled to read the message that had replaced the spiral animation on-screen. She gave up and craned her neck to look outside and salivated at what she saw: grass. A whole lawn of food, just waiting to be eaten.



Her hunger having grown too great to ignore, Emma bounded through the mesh of her screen door and munched down on her yard, blissfully unaware of what the message had been:



“Hypnosis complete. You should now be a llama, just like Prince Kuzco. Enjoy your new life and please hit ‘Subscribe’ for more hypnosis videos!”