Relax now. Sit down or lie back and relax.

Let yourself relax as you listen to my

words. You can relax as you listen to my words and breathe calmly. Remember to take
calming breaths in and out in whatever rhythm feels most comfortable for you. Take
calming breaths as you relax, and settle in place to listen to my words. Let all
other noise around you fade into the background as you listen only to my words.

You're going to relax here, listening to nothing but my words, as you slowly sink
into a relaxing hypnotic trance. All you need to do is let yourself relax and
listen. You can feel comfortable and safe here as you breathe calmly and relax,
listening only to my words.

Relax, and let any noise but my words fade into the background. You can feel safe
to relax here. You can relax here, knowing all you need to do is listen to my
words. You can feel calm here, knowing all that you need to do is relax.

I want you to imagine yourself standing in front of the large metal doors of an
underground bunker. You can imagine clean, brushed steel, all a deep black, hidden
within the wide, open basement of an anonymous building. Just imagine you are in
the depths of those hidden hallways and tunnels, with soft, white lights lighting
up vast empty room after vast empty room. You can picture large metal doors, and
the endless maze of rooms around it. Relax now, take calming breaths, and think of
this one door, the only sign of anyone or anything in these halls and rooms. You
are standing in the deepest, emptiest rooms below a city, and it is so easy to
visualize this.

Relax, and imagine that the doors gently click. A shining light has swept over your
body, and slowly, almost silently, the heavy, secure doors start to glide open.
There are at least three feet of solid black steel between you and the long
hallway. You will continue breathing in and out calmly, as you visualize the door
scanning you and opening for you, the only sign of anywhere to go in uncountable
hallways. The only way to leave that confusing space is the jet-black metal of the
hallway, which leads to an elevator, already open and waiting for you.

You are at the entrance to a deep and dark facility, just as you are at the
beginning of a hypnotic journey. You're going to enter the elevator, and let it
close, and you will descend more into darkness and stillness with each floor that
it goes down.

I'm going to count down from twenty and with each number you are going to feel
yourself descending a floor in the elevator of your mind. You are going to relax in
this elevator knowing you are safe to descend floor after floor, your mind
descending deeper and deeper into a relaxing hypnotic trance with each one. With
each number you will go deeper and deeper down this elevator, deeper and deeper
into relaxation. As your body goes deeper and deeper, your mind will go deeper and
deeper into trance.

Twenty. In the elevator as it begins to slowly move downwards.

Nineteen. Moving a single floor at a time, relaxed and safe.

Eighteen. Calm and featureless walls, and still only starting to relax.

Seventeen. Descending bit by bit, bit by bit.

Sixteen. Continuing deeper down, your mind sinking into relaxation as your body
moves deeper.

Fifteen. Deeper and deeper, deeper and deeper.

Fourteen. Your consciousness becoming simpler and calmer, happy and relaxed.

Thirteen. Knowing it's safe to keep going deeper.

Twelve. Knowing you want to go deeper.

Eleven. Nearly halfway down but still so much deeper to go.

Ten. Feeling as if your mind is going twice as deep with each number now.

Nine. Twice as deep, as if the floors are taller.

Eight. Twice as deep, as if your mind grows dimmer.

Seven. Deeper and deeper, deeper and deeper.

Six. Knowing you need to go deeper.

Five. Feeling relaxed and happy, calm and safe.

Four. Knowing there's no reason to worry about anything.

Three. Knowing that you want to continue.

Two. Even as you approach a state of total relaxation.

One. Almost there, feeling so calm and relaxed.

Zero. Arriving at the ground floor, completely relaxed as the door opens.

I want you to relax and just focus on my words. Relax and let everything in your
mind fade away except my words.

You have arrived at the deepest level of this facility. You have gone deeper and
deeper, deeper and deeper until you arrived in this far-underground place. You have
descended deeper and deeper into the depths of a facility that automatically
recognized you. This facility has a plan for you. You can see soft purple lights on
the shiny floor, lighting up a trail for you to follow. You have descended deeper
and deeper into the depths of a clean, modern facility far underground, deeper and
deeper into a dark bunker. You can feel yourself in the metal halls at the bottom
of the elevator. You are in the deep, dark halls of this facility because you
wanted to descend the elevator. You are at the exit of an elevator that has taken
you so deep, because you were curious to see what awaited you here.

You are trapped in this facility for now. You have entered the hidden halls of an
underground facility, and the elevator won't take you back up. You can only walk
through the dark halls, following the trail of soft lights as you explore.

You are deep in the depths of a clean, massive facility. You are in a long metal
corridor, with a clean metal floor, and walls, and ceiling, all in deep, reflective
black. You can feel its cold, firm security beneath your feet as you walk.

As you walk through the halls of the facility, your eyes are adjusting to the
darkness. You are deep in this facility, and you can relax as there is nothing
dangerous in sight. The facility welcomed you inside, and there is nothing to worry
about. You are in a long corridor, made of shiny black metal, and you can continue
to walk into the heart of the facility. There are windows in some parts of the
walls on each side of you. You can see rooms containing row upon row of all-black
gasmasks with wide visors. You can see rooms where hundreds of black headphones
gleaming with purple electronics are stored in cases. You can see chambers with
dozens of shiny black corsets on racks. You can see chambers with hundreds of tall
black shiny boots with tall heels. In one chamber, the lights aren't bright enough
to see it, but you see something that looks like humanoid figures in the darkness,
all identical, standing in motionless rows and facing a flickering screen you can't
see from this angle.

You continue walking this long and dark pathway, but it's not difficult, because
you can see the soft purple glow on the path in front of you. The doorway to a room
ahead of you is wide open.

The room before you is almost entirely empty. A large pod, at least seven feet
tall, is in the middle of the room. The purple lights marking your path form a
circle around it. Even though their light is soft, you can see the shiny pod before
you, held motionlessly on a conveyor system leading to and from closed, sturdy
metal doors. The upright pod has a gap in the middle, covered by glass, large
enough to fit a person inside. You can see machinery and electronics inside. This
pod's glass looks incredibly thick, and incredibly strong. The pod looks impossibly
durable. You can see this large pod in the middle of a ring of purple light beyond
the doorway to the room, and you can't help but approach it.

You are approaching the large pod, deep inside the depths of the facility. There is
nothing in this room but this shiny metal and glass pod, and it's only natural to
take step after step towards it. You come closer and closer to the pod. This pod is
large enough to fit you inside, and now you are standing within arm's length of its
gleaming surface. You reach out a hand, gently touching the surface of the glass on
this shiny pod. You can see your fingerprints authenticated in gently glowing
purple lights on its surface, warm to the touch. You cannot look away from the
purple lights dancing over its surface as it processes your presence.

You are staring at the pod, transfixed by the complexity in motion, when you feel
it begin to move. You draw your hand back as the glass shifts slowly to one side.
You are standing in a deep and dark room in the halls of a dark underground
facility, and you are watching a metal and glass pod slide open before your very
eyes. With a gentle click, the heavy glass of the pod is now fully moved aside,
allowing you to see its contents fully. Clamps, and complex Descend into an
underground facility, past row upon row of drones locked in pods. Let yourself be
coated in rubber, locked into a pod yourself, and fitted with brainwashing
equipment. Submit to the pleasure of being a brainwashed bondage drone, locked in
storage as you're programmed for obedience.

A dronification fantasy with heavy BDSM elements. Female TTS, suitable for any
gender.

Script by SoftWord. This time around all I bring to the collab is audio editing and
a healthy enthusiasm for being locked up.s, and strange nozzles are inside,
gleaming with soft purple electronic lights that pulse gently. You are gazing into
an open pod, large enough to fit your entire body, and there are all kinds of
machinery and electronics lining its back. You have a strange feeling the pod is
inviting you inside. You can feel its lights pulsing more deeply as you get closer,
beckoning you to step forward, and become its occupant.

You might try to turn away here. But you find yourself standing in place. Rigid
clamps have grasped your ankles. Something is holding you in place, standing and
staring into the electronic lights inside the pod. Clamps have fastened around your
ankles and your wrists. Grips softly attach around your waist and gently but firmly
hold your neck in place. A voice speaks up in the darkness:

"Drone returning to storage pod. Placing drone within storage pod."

The robotic grips begin to pull you forward. The robotic limbs gleam with purple
electronic lights over high-powered machinery, and you cannot break free. You are
held tightly, and you are being pulled forward slowly and without any chance to
escape. The robotic limbs turn you around slowly, and whir softly as they fold up
to pull you into your place in the pod. And you know for certain now that these
pods don't just store, but that they can transform too.

You remember the equipment and rooms you passed, and you know what fate awaits you.
You are going to be hypnotized and transformed into a drone, trapped inside this
facility as another one of its hypnotized servants. The irresistable machines are
dragging you across the smooth metal floor, and they move at the same speed whether
you struggle or whether you relax and allow it. You are going to be the drone that
is stored in this pod, hypnotized and trapped until an operator or protocol
releases you. You are being pulled inside the pod, and you are being drawn ever
closer to your fate. You are nearly inside the pod, and there is nothing you can do
to escape.

Feel your body placed entirely inside the pod, as restraint arms softly click into
place. You are trapped inside the pod as it turns you to face forward, giving you a
few of the pod's glass lid, and the hallway you came from. The purple lights that
led you here are blinking off, one by one, plunging everything beyond this room
into darkness. The purple lights surrounding your pod are blinking off, one by one,
plunging this room into darkness. The shiny glass lid of the pod is slowly closing
over your body. You are soon entirely trapped in darkness, sealed inside your pod
as the glass lid closes with a click. You are now in a storage pod in this
facility, and you are going to be made to be one of its drones.

A voice speaks up in the darkness:

"Drone returning to storage pod. Resetting drone equipment."

Carefully, nozzles on small robotic arms inside your pod begin to apply a fresh
coating of a shiny black substance to your body. It doesn't matter if you were
already a sealed drone returning to your pod or a new recruit, a new coating of
latex is needed, because it will recycle everything below into a perfect, smooth,
new, blank, black latex covering. Thick black latex is coating your body like a
tight full-body suit, squeezing softly and comfortably, and you can feel relaxed,
knowing this sensation will reach everywhere. Feel your body getting heavier as
rubber begins to coat every inch of your body, becoming an irremovable coating
everywhere except your face. Every time you take deep, slow breaths, you can feel
it hold you, heavy and firm and relaxing, over everything besides your face, a
totally encasing rubber suit that can't be removed, except for being recycled when
this pod is re-applying another layer. You are sealed in tight latex, held by the
clamps and grips of robotic restraints, contained by a sealed storage pod, kept in
the lowest floors of an underground facility, and you are being made into a drone.

Another arm brandishes a wide, shiny black latex corset. This shiny corset is in
the same deep black as your new skin, but it's trimmed with lines of deep purple.
Your arms are held up to make sure you can't stop the pod's robotic arms from
pulling the corset around you, linking its clasps at the front. You are already
taking deep, slow, relaxing breaths, but when the corset tightens snugly around
your waist, your relaxing breaths will start to take you deeper and deeper. robotic
limbs tighten the laces gently but firmly, giving you the slender physique of a
drone. robotic limbs zip up a zipper on a latex cover for the laces, making the
corset one sealed object. robotic limbs pull heavy rubber straps tight over your
corset, giving it one extra reinforcement. You are sealed in latex, snugly held in
a slender corset, and inescapably trapped in a secure metal and glass storage pod,
and you are being made into a drone.
Your legs are only released enough to work thigh rubber thigh-high stockings over
them. Deep purple thigh-high stockings are pulled up your legs, adding another
layer of thick latex. It squeezes all the way up to your thighs, making your legs
even prettier and even shinier. Your shiny purple thigh-high stockings are attached
with garter belts to your corset. Thick rubber garter belts attached to your tight,
shiny corset will make sure your stockings don't move. These stockings will be the
perfect cushion for the knee-high latex boots. Knee-high, shiny black latex boots
with deep purple trim are being pulled up your legs and over your stockings, and
they squeeze them gently. Your legs are being forced into a pointed position by the
knee-high shiny black latex boots the pod is placing on your feet. Keeping your
feet in tight shiny black latex ballet boots will make sure your walking is drone-
like and deliberate. The shiny black latex boots are laced up snugly, and the laces
are covered by a zipped-up latex cover. Six rubber straps are tightened over the
laces, keeping the boots secured, before your legs are held tightly in place again
by inescapable robotic clamps. Your arms are only released enough to work heavy
latex gloves over them. Deep purple elbow-length gloves are pulled up your arms,
adding another layer of thick latex. It squeezes all the way up your forearms and
to your upper arms. Thick straps at the opening of the gloves wrap around your
forearms, tightening and securing the gloves to make sure they don't move. You are
sealed in latex, snugly held in a corset, dressed in purple gloves and thigh-high
stockings, and laced and strapped into knee-high ballet boots, inescapably trapped
in a secure metal and glass storage pod.

Your neck is released, long enough for a robotic arm to slip a thick, heavy double-
layer rubber collar around it. A band of wide purple rubber is covered by another,
thinner band of deep black rubber. Gleaming black rings dangle from the front of
your neck, and the two sides, where leashes or bindings can be attached. The collar
is tightened just tight enough that you can always feel it around your neck, but it
never stops you from taking deep, slow breaths that take you deeper and deeper.
Your thick black collar with purple trim is secure and firm. Matching cuffs for
your ankles are slipped over your ballet boots, with a black metal ring dangling
from each one, where bindings can be attached. Your thick collar and ankle cuffs
are heavy and unbreakable. Matching cuffs with one dangling black ring are slipped
around both wrists over the thigh latex gloves, and tightened securely. Your
collar, the cuffs on your ankles, and the cuffs on your wrists all mean you can
easily be stored or bound. Matching cuffs are slipped around your elbows over the
gloves, knees over the stockings, and thighs over your black latex body suit. The
cuffs slipped around your elbows and knees have one heavy black metal ring dangling
from them, and your thigh cuffs have two. You have a thick collar, heavy cuffs on
your wrists and ankles, durable cuffs on your knees and elbows, and wide cuffs at
your thighs. A wide, secure belt is pulled over your tight corset, and strapped
snugly, with three black metal rings dangling from it. You have been secured with a
collar, cuffs on your ankles, cuffs on your wrists, cuffs on your elbows and knees,
cuffs on your waist, and a belt around your corset, easily chained in whatever
position that operators or protocols require.

You can hear a voice from the pod:

"Drone returning to storage pod. Restoring hypnotic equipment."

Your head is held in place, as glasses or masks are gently removed. A pair of
sleek, pretty headphones are brought towards you. The shiny headphones pulse with
deep purple light as complex electronics work inside them. You can hear subliminal
brainwashing and gentle noises of hypnotic control as they are brought down over
your head. Your head is held in place by robotic grips, and so you can't shake the
headphones off at all. You can't escape from the pod's control as a pair of heavy,
sleek hypnotic headphones are placed over your ears, flooding your brain with the
sound of soft, synthetic subliminal brainwashing. A fresh hypno drone mask is held
up by a robotic arm. The hypno drone mask is made of latex and thick plastics, and
has a wide, dark-tinted visor, with three small ports where your mouth would be. A
heavy rubber inflatable gag protrudes from the mask, which will let the hypno drone
mask gag you or let you speak, depending on if it's needed, or how obedient you
are. The latex hypno drone mask has feeding and air tubes that will keep you safe
and healthy forever. The latex gas mask has a web of straps that can secure it to
your head, and the visor's surface dances digitally with complex hypnotic symbols
and displays. You aren't able to move your head as a heavy, secure hypno drone mask
is placed on your face, completely encasing you in latex from head to toe, and
trapping every sense in hypnosis. You can't escape the pod's control as every strap
on the mask is securely strapped over your head, keeping the headphones in place
and securing the mask completely.

You can hear a voice from your headphones:

"Drone returning to storage pod. Restoring drone access locks."

The pod begins to finally secure your equipment. robotic arms that carry shiny
electronic locks with a soft purple light on them begin placing them in the straps
and zippers of your equipment. Two locks are clicked in the cuffs at your ankles.
Six locks are clicked on the straps of your ballet boots. Two locks are clicked on
the zippers that cover the laces of your ballet boots. Two locks are clicked on the
cuffs around your knees. Four locks are clicked on each of the four garter belts
that keep your shiny purple latex stockings attached to your corset. Two locks are
clicked on the thigh-cuffs around your thighs. Four locks are clicked on the straps
of your corset. A lock is clicked at the zipper that keeps your corset straps. A
lock is clicked on the belt around your corset. Two locks are clicked at the cuffs
at your wrists. Two locks are clicked at the cuffs at your elbows. Two locks are
clicked at the straps on your shiny latex gloves. A heavy lock clicks shut at your
collar. Eight locks click on each strap of your drone mask. Ten massive locks click
on the lid of your storage pod. The display on the lid of your pod shows the
unbreakable encryption used for every lock. You are sealed into your latex, and
locked into a corset, thigh-high stockings, knee-high ballet heels, elbow-length
latex gloves, a hypno drone mask and hypnotic headphones, a collar, a bondage belt,
and cuffs on your wrists, elbows, ankles, knees, and thighs. You are trapped in
your drone gear, and locked in a powerful, durable storage pod that will never let
you free until an operator or protocol releases you. You are trapped as a fully
converted drone, in an inescapable storage pod, deep at the bottom of a hidden
underground facility.

You can hear a voice from your headphones.

"Drone returned to storage pod. Securing for storage and performing security test."

The conveyor belt below your storage pod begins to move. You can't hear the soft
sliding of the metal door it moves through. You can only feel as it begins to move.

Robotic arms begin to lock cuffs together. Your ankle cuffs are locked together,
forcing your legs together. Your knee cuffs are locked together, forcing your legs
to stay tightly aligned. Your thigh cuffs are locked together, forcing your legs to
stay together. Your wrist cuffs are locked to your thigh cuffs, forcing your arms
down. Your elbow cuffs are locked to your waist cuffs, forcing your arms to stay
pinned to your body. Your collar and bondage belt are tightly secured to the back
of the pod. The many links between your cuffs are tightly secured to the back of
the pod. A strap is wrapped above and below your mask, forcing your head to remain
still. Like a doll being twist-tied to a plastic display, you are strictly held in
position and kept almost completely motionless.
I want you to keep maintaining your slow, relaxed breathing as you test to make
sure there's nothing you can do to escape. Wiggle your feet in your tight ballet
boots, and feel how they can't move. You can tighten each muscle, but there is no
movement. Tighten every muscle in your feet, and then let them go slack. You can
feel heaviness in your feet, because you can't escape from your ballet boots and
ankle cuffs, and you can't escape your storage pod. Tighten every muscle in your
thighs and calves, and feel how they can't move. Tighten every muscle, and then let
them relax. You can feel heaviness in your legs, because you can't escape from your
knee and ankle cuffs, and you can't escape from your storage pod. Tighten every
muscle in your stomach, now, and feel how you can't move. Tighten every muscle, and
then let them relax. You can feel heaviness in your waist, because you can't escape
from your corset, and you can't escape from your storage pod. Tighten every muscle
in your arms and shoulders, and notice how you can't move them from your sides.
Tighten every muscle, and then let them relax. You can feel heaviness in your arms,
from the fingers to your shoulders, because you can't escape from your wrist and
elbow cuffs, and you can't escape from your storage pod.

You can hear a voice from your headphones.

"Security test complete. Moving storage pod to long-term storage."

The storage pod has reached its destination. A wide, massive chamber. In the
darkness, you can see lights through the glass of your pod. Thousands of drones
just like you, in pods just like yours, stored away in rows and rows. A robotic arm
lifts your pod, then moves it towards an open slot on one wall, with dozens of
drones to your left and right, above you and below you. Your pod is lifted, turned,
and slotted into one open slot, with a heavy click. Ten more locks force your pod
to stay in place. There is nothing you can do but accept your fate. You might not
ever leave this drone storage pod, but if you do, you'll return to it when an
operator or protocol is done with you. You are sealed into a tight black latex
suit, locked into a latex corset, thigh-high latex stockings, and shiny rubber
gloves, locked in cuffs and collars, trapped in a hypno drone mask and headphones,
and trapped in a storage pod. There's no way to escape, and nothing you can do to
struggle. All you can do is let the intense hypnosis into your eyes and ears, and
let it turn you into an obedient, blissful drone, always waiting for orders, always
trapped and helpless, always sinking deeper and deeper into mindless drone
obedience.

You are going to remain a stored drone for as long as you like. Let yourself stay
here, in this gear and this pod. Let yourself remain trapped and helpless like
this. Listen to the sounds of the hypnotic headphones, and let yourself become
nothing but a drone, forever, sealed away and stored in hypnotic bliss. And when
you wake, remember that you can always return to your drone storage facility, and
be locked in your pod again.