There was just something about the idea of hypnotizing and messing with Yang that appealed to him on an almost spiritual level. Obviously Jaune was a man. But he had never before in his life been so tempted to enjoy some alone time with a woman. The idea of women as more than friends, let alone servants or easily manipulated puppets rarely crossed his mind as he never felt it would happen.
But now the power was literally in his hands. And as his mind wandered to Yang, the thoughts about her began to grow. Her fantastic breasts, her bouncy ass, her fiery personality. He could do so much with her.
He could do something simple like put her under and just order her around. Maybe get a bit dirty with her.
He could absolutely stuff her mind full of triggers. Anything from making her laugh uncontrollably at a random word, to becoming animals at a moment's notice, to stripping down in the middle of a room, to having an overwhelming compulsion to suck Jaune's dick.
Or he could even completely reprogram her mind. Make her his loving, doting girlfriend, his obedient, submissive maid, or his bouncy, praising cheerleader. The ideas pulsing through his mind were endless.
"Hey! Puke-boy! Hellooooo!" Jaune heard.
It seemed that these thoughts managed to cause him to put himself in a sort of trance. He made his way to the team RWBY dorm and knocked on the door without even realizing it. And there before him, arms crossed and a smug smirk on her face, was Yang... and nobody else. An empty dorm. Perfect for his plans.
"O-oh! Hey Yang. I uh... I let Ruby borrow a book and she told me to just stop by and grab it today. Do you mind if I uh...?" Jaune stammered. Both from the nervousness of doing this, and the excitement it brought him.
"Oh. Sure thing. Come on in." Yang said casually as she let Jaune slip by.
As Jaune entered, Yang shut the door. When she turned around she saw it. A bizarre... thing in Jaune's hands. A sort of cone.
"Hm? What's that?" she said with a half-mocking voice.
"Oh! T-this? It's a uh.. s-science project"
Yang gave him a quizzical look
"Jaune. None of our classes required us to make anything. Let alone a uh... swirly... cone... gun?" Yang said, stifling a laugh.
"It's not for class. It's for... a contest." he lied.
"Really? So what does it do, exactly?" she prodded. Jaune wasn't sure if she didn't believe him, or if she genuinely wanted him to use it with the expectation it wouldn't do anything just so she can laugh when it blew up in his face.
"I can show you" he replied.
"Well, go ahead Puke-boy!" she challenged.
Jaune raised the Hypno Gun and prepped the dial. The only question in his mind was... which plan to go for?
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