"Akire" Trading Card #11 (Patreon)

A notification pop-up from the bottom corner of her laptop screen caught her eye; A new e-mail in her inbox. It was a mistake to register her main e-mail from that reading website, they have been sending her offers and all sort of stuffs that she is certain to be either scam or virus links.

Hmm, this one comes from Karen. Her moody, brunette friend.

She hadn't been responding to any of her calls nor her test messages since the last couple days. Karen did mentioned to her that her office is undergoing some changes, so she had to work harder to avoid getting laid-off. That might have explained her inactivity, but as her friend, she was still worried.

Weird, she didn't said much, it was pretty simple.

Erika, if you're reading this, please watch this.
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Beneath the message was a link to a site... Weird, although she was suspicious that this was a scam e-mail, that maybe, just maybe, her friend's account was hacked by someone, the link's name indicates that it did belong to the company that Karen is working in...

Well, her anti-virus should be working just nicely, guess she'll just take the risk and give it a try.

She clicked on the link, and it lead her to the site.

The website was pitch-black, and then, it flickered back on to the screen with a vortex of bright, swirling lights. Swirling and flowing around like water, shifting and spinning as they form together even brighter, and cheerful colors.

Her reaction, at first, was to shrug it off and just close the site, and ask Karen about it. But her thoughts ended not long after it was formed. If anything, her mind went completely blank. Her eyes slowly widening and her jaw dropping at the sight of the sea of colors drifting on her screen. It was mesmerizing to watch, and she barely blinked as her brain absorbs the sea of colors.

A minute later, the light show ended with the browser closing by itself. Erika blinked several times, shaking her head in confusion.

Weird, what was she doing again? She felt a little bit dizzy, maybe she shouldn't be spending too much time on her computer.

Whatever it was, she didn't put much thought of it as something came up from her mind, a reminder.

"Oh, yeah," A whisper from her lips, as she quickly reopens the browser and typed in the address bar, "I need to prepare for the interview tomorrow."

The blonde enters the site of a sister-company from the one that she opened before, and the one she didn't recall of ever opening. The main page welcomes her to her staff training program, with multiple links and attachments.

She wasted no time in downloading the attached files, while she waits, she reached for her earphones and plugged them in to her laptop, after setting everything up, she opens the first link.

Bright colors follow, but this time, they were accompanied with music. Soft, gentle sound, of subliminal hypnosis entering her ears, and being received exactly at her brains.

She will be spending the rest of her night watching all the swirling lights.

The next day, after she departs for her 'interview' she will never be seen again.

For 'Erika Audrey Gottfried' will be erased, and in her place, a slut will take their stage in shiny heels, and a trail of cum on the floor, dripping down from their crotch.

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Pingas.

I'm definitely testing a lot of stuffs.