HypnoBishounenLand: A Day in the Life of Jackie

Jackie exited her room to get something to eat. She'd been writing all morning and was starting to get hungry. She was a pretty young thing; shoulder-length blonde hair and ice-blue eyes. She preferred tank tops over other tops and tended to wear tight jeans to show off the legs and hips she was so proud of. Regardless of her attire though, two things remained mostly consistent: she preferred to be barefoot indoors, and in any clothing, she wore a thin orange ribbon around her neck, a gift from her mother before coming here.

As she walked down the hall, Jackie passed Lucien. The cute, white-haired angel boy was almost like a younger brother to Jackie. He often wore the yellow sweater she'd bought him on their shopping trip just after he’d met him, and he cherished it as it was apparently the first ever gift he'd received. What struck her though, was that he was crying. This was nothing new; Lucien was always a sensitive soul, but seeing tears in his beautiful blue eyes, made Jackie's heart melt every time and she always found herself wanting nothing more than to make him feel better.

"Hey, what's wrong, Lucien?" Jackie asked in a soft tone.

"Hm? Oh... Jackie... I was baking cookies and Dan stole one..."

"He did? Well, that's nothing new-"

"And then he said they were terrible!" Lucien wailed as tears gushed from his eyes.

"H-hey, now. Y-you know Dan's an idiot, right? Don't let him get-"

"WAAAAAAH!" Lucien ran past her, his tears trailing behind him as sparkling droplets. Jackie had to admit she found the sight too adorable to stop as he ran, seemingly in slow motion, as pink sparkles surrounded him.

He ran right into someone and fell to the floor. "Oh, Lucien. Sorry, brah." Jackie looked up. She'd know that surfer twang anywhere. As she suspected, it was Pan.

Pan - better known by his stage name of Apollo, the God of Rock - was the world's biggest rock and roll star. The professor had given him a hypnotic voice, which he often used in conjunction with his heavy rock anthems to bombard and dominate the mind. He was also a master at every instrument known to man, though his favourite was his electric guitar.

True to the typical rocker look, his brown hair was long and slightly unkempt, along with a few earrings in each ear and a surprisingly soft soul patch on his chin. And of course, he was shirtless. Almost all the time. Not that Jackie had much to complain about, given that he worked out often to make sure his body was always in top condition without being too muscular.

"Pan," Lucien whimpered. "Dan said my cookies were awful."

"Aw, don't worry about that douchebag, brah. C'mere." Pan put his arms around the angel boy and hugged him warmly, soothing Lucien's woes. Most people might see this as a man comforting his younger brother. But not Jackie; Jackie had always been a fan of yaoi. In fact, one of her two favourite things to fantasize about was the men she knew making out or just staring lovingly into each other's eyes. As Jackie watched the two, pink sparkles surrounding them, she couldn't help but squee into a void of pink sparkles.

"Wh-what's wrong with Jackie?" Lucien asked as he watched her fidgeting excitedly with her hands on her cheeks.

"Ah, she's having one of her daydreams again. Hey, you wanna hear my new song, brah? Would that make you feel better?"

"Y-yes!" Pan guided Lucien back to his room, leaving Jackie to continue squeeing in the hall.


A nearby door opened and blond boy popped his head out. "Oi, Jackie. Will you keep it down? Some of us are trying to sleep."

"Huh?" Jackie snapped out of her reverie and finally noticed that the two from before had left the scene. "Oh, sorry, Jenson. Did I wake you?"

"Yeah," he replied before letting out a big yawn. "But I guess there's nothing we can do about it now."

Jenson was a genie. He was also the first person to move into the house after Jackie arrived as well as the first person she'd ever successfully hypnotized. Despite his origin, he was not was tanned as she might like, though he did wear a red jacket that he often left open, exposing his toned abs that rivalled Pan's. Baggy red pants and genie slippers were also part of his usual attire. She’d have also liked his blonde hair to be a little longer, but it reminded her of Aladdin so it was okay.

He didn't have a master and he'd explained that having someone to serve was nice, but he enjoyed being free to sleep and laze about as he pleased. He slept late every day and when he was awake, he usually spent his time watching TV or some other lazy thing. Then again, Jackie's main hobbies were playing video games and writing PG-13 yaoi fanfiction about her friends so she couldn't really complain. She assumed he'd spent decades serving former masters so she cut him some slack for his perceived laziness, especially since he'd offered to prepare the meals most of the time.

"You were having one of your fantasies again, weren't you?" he asked.

"Eheheh... yeah..."

"Please tell me I wasn't in it this time."

"Oh, no, of course not! It was Pan and Lucien."

Jenson stared silently at her.

"W-what?"

"Again? What are those two, your favourite pairing?"

"Fourth, actually."

"…There are three you fantasize about more than those two? Jeez, how much time do you spend fantasizing?"

"As much time as you spend sleeping."

Jenson smiled. "Touché. Well, I'm gonna go watch some TV. Wanna join me?"

"Sure. But I'm gonna get something from the kitchen first."

Jenson held out a hand and a plate of PB&J sandwiches appeared on it. "Sandwich, Milady?"

"Ooh, don't mind if I do." Jackie took the plate and walked down the stairs with him.

Downstairs was a mess... as usual. Pictures had been knocked off the walls, furniture had been flipped or destroyed, and there were all manner of damages to the wall.

"Jesse? What's going on?" Jackie asked as she reached the foot of the stairs.

Lt. Jesse Chabers was a soldier and mech pilot. He had short red hair and a super manly goatee. His eyes were blue and the right one bore a pair of deep red scars. Jackie often asked him how he got them, though he always avoided the question, which only made him cooler and manlier in Jackie's book.

He was the pilot of the Daring Duke mech (originally named Fortuitous Fellow, but Jackie had suggested the DD as it was more manly), a mech as tall as a house, that resembled a shirtless man with long hair, big muscles and a pair of M-16’s.

"Take a guess," the soldier replied.

"Those two again..." Jenson muttered.

"Bingo," the personification of manliness replied. He tightened his bandana and said, "Well, I guess I should get in there and do something about this."

"No!" Jackie cried, holding his arm. "What if something happened to that perfect body of yours!?"

The two men simply stared at her before exchanging a look.

"Jackie? Do you remember our therapy sessions?" Jesse asked.

"Huh? Yeah."

"Remember the watch."

Jackie gasped as her eyes glazed over.

"Trigger still works. Jackie, you want to let me go."

"Yes, Master, I want to let you go," the entranced girl droned, releasing his arm.

"Good." He snapped his fingers, awakening her, and was off before she could even react.

"He's getting better," Jenson said before turning back. "Looks like TV's out so I'm going back to bed."

"Okay, see ya." Since the ruckus seemed to be coming from the living room, Jackie headed into the kitchen to finish her sandwiches.

As soon as she entered, she was greeted by, "Oh, Beloved Jackie! Please, I have a seat prepared for you."

"Uh, thanks, Kato..."

The young elven prince was down on one knee as soon as she entered the room and presented her with a red rose. He often did that and it was tiring trying to find a place for all the flowers he gave her. He then escorted her by the hand to a seat at the table and held her chair for her. Once she was settled, he resumed his seat across from her and didn't even continue eating his own food, instead simply staring at her.

Kato had moved to Yoto from Elfland only a few months ago and had made quite a splash. All the girls at school immediately fell for his 'charms', all except for Jackie. Sure, his long silver hair and dazzling green eyes made him easy to look at, but he was very self-centred and narcissistic, something Jackie saw straight away through his shallow, suave ladykiller persona.

He'd spent a good few days constantly trying to win her affections until she'd finally had enough and slapped him. As a result, Kato had determined that such an 'unconquerable flower' was his destined love and that successfully ‘taming’ her would be a sign that he was worthy to ascend the throne, subsequently moving in. Since she'd gotten to know him better, she'd found that he was genuinely a real gentleman, though a few insults his way could make him snap and become hell-bent on destroying the offender.

"Is there anything you need, my dear? Anything at all?"

"No, I'm fine. Just wanna eat my sandwiches in peace."

"Sandwiches? Oh, no, my future bride deserves much better than that. Here, allow me to call the royal chefs to prepare a delectable feast for you."

"No. I'm fine, Kato," she said, more sternly this time.

Kato sighed adoringly. "Oh, that is why I love you so, dear Jackie. You are so domineering, so powerful. You will surely be the perfect queen for my people."

"Shut up!"

"Ah, so lovely!"

"She said shut up, so shut up!" came a new voice.

"Oh, dear lord, not now," Jackie moaned as the situation went from bad to worse.

"Yuta," Kato growled with a death glare.

Indeed, it was the purple-haired robot boy the professor had created. Yuta was a fun-loving, childish and often selfish boy, whose favourite activity was making out. Gender didn't matter to him, only that the person in question was up for it. As a result, Jackie was probably his most common playmate. Still at least he didn't force her into it with hypnosis as much anymore. As usual, he was wearing a blue shirt and his yellow kerchief, a gift from his 'grandmother'. His hairstyle reminded Jackie of a pineapple.

"Please leave, trash can," Kato said in a forced polite tone, as he usually did at the start of an argument. "You are interrupting our lunch."

"No, you're interrupting Big Sis' lunch," Yuta retorted.

"Is that so?"

"You bet it is!"

"Then I challenge you to a duel!" Kato declared.

"You're on!" Yuta replied, his silver eyes shifting to spiral mode.

Before Kato could inevitably fall under Yuta's sway again, something burst through the wall and collided with the two knocking them out. Jackie coughed and waved her hand to clear out the dust before she saw what had come through.

"Ugh… Hey, babe. Sandwiches? I've got something you can take a bite out of, heheheh."

"Dan..."

The brown-eyed incubus stood up from the wreckage and made sure his red hair was sticking up like flames as he liked it.

Dan made a few too many innuendos and was a little too vulgar for Jackie's tastes, which made it more annoying when he tried to seduce her, which happened a lot. It was a shame since he was actually rather attractive. Luckily, he had at least said he wouldn't sleep with her until she was eighteen, so she still had time to try and make him grow up.

"Hey, I have an idea," he said as he formed a hypnotic orb. "Why don't you give in so we can make out?"

"Uuuuuuuuh..." Jackie could do nothing as the orb captivated her. She enjoyed being hypnotized; in fact, nothing got her going more than the thought of one of the guys putting her under and controlling her thoughts. But despite this, Dan scared her with his cocky, bad boy attitude. Though the danger factor often made it more appealing.

"Yes, Master Dan. I must obey." Jackie puckered her lips in preparation but a shot was fired and the orb burst, causing a flash that temporarily stunned Dan and awoke Jackie from her trance.

"Forget about me, demon?" came a strong, deep voice from the other side of the hole.

"Sam!" Jackie cried as she ran over to the cop. She didn't like feeling this helpless (unless hypnosis was involved) but Sam was always a kind of symbol of safety in the house... even if most of the damage was caused by him.

"He didn't hurt you, did he?" he asked, cupping her chin and looking into her eyes.

"N-no.... I'm fine now that you're here, Sam," she swooned. That rugged face of his and that deep, commanding voice and his worry for her safety... it made her so weak in the knees. He was like her own personal knight in shining cybernetics.

Sam was a cyborg cop. Jackie didn't know all the details, but she did know that Sam and Dan were mortal enemies. In fact, one particular battle between the two sometime before she met them had left Sam in critical condition and in desperate need of surgery and cybernetic enhancement. He'd lost his left arm to Dan's demonic claymore, lost his left eye to infection and had severe internal bleeding and damage to his organs. If not for the Professor's designs, he may not have pulled through.

He now bore a cybernetic arm with all manner of transformative forms such as a canon and a blade, as well as a cybernetic eye with various scanning and vision modes, as well as general enhanced strength, speed and endurance. Jackie had taken to nicknaming him the blue bomber, not that a denizen of the Anime Dimension had any clue where that came from.

Even without the cybernetic enhancements, he still looked like an action movie hero: well built - almost at Jesse's level, but not quite – uniformly short green hair and a fiery red eye. His cybernetic eye was silver, the same type as Yuta's. He also bore a 5 o’clock shadow, something he tried to avoid, but he also had a habit of overworking and forgetting to shave it off.

Jesse appeared and pulled Jackie back to keep her out of harm's way.

"Are you still here?" Dan asked dismissively. "Go on, beat it, baldie."

That was when the kid gloves came off.

Jesse had explained to Jackie that Sam had lost a lot of his hair in the incident, and the rest had been shaved off for the surgery. Although it had all grown back, Sam still had a complex about going bald, something Dan used constantly as a put down.

This was a sign that Dan was something of an idiot. Sam was on him in seconds and slammed him through another wall.

Jesse sighed. "Here we go again. You may wanna head back upstairs until this is sorted out."

"O-okay. Stay safe, Jesse," Jackie replied with a hand on his cheek and love in her eyes.

"Yyyeah, okay then."

Once Jesse had left, Jackie decided to head back upstairs. As she reached the stairs, she heard a voice from outside saying the incredibly embarrassing password the professor had installed.

"Erection," came Dion's voice with a sigh before the door opened. He walked inside with his best friend Murray and closed the door behind him.

Dion was a neko boy who lived across the street. He had light blue hair, kept in a vague mane style, and white fur on his ears and tail. He used to have fur all over, but one of the professor's devices had changed that. And changed it back. And then again...

Murray was a pink-haired magic student from three doors down. He was often picked on for his hair colour and common backfiring spells. Dion was fiercely protective of his friend and was usually there to help him fight back.

Both boys had parents who were often away on work, but Dion's father, Leo was usually around to look after them when needed.

"Hey, Jackie," Dion greeted. "What's up?"

"Sam and Dan," Jackie sighed. The two boys sweatdropped. "I was about to go back upstairs until Jesse can get it resolved. You wanna come up to my room and play video games?"

"Sure," Dion replied.

"Okay," said Murray.

Jackie didn't let the guys into her room too often, but she didn't have a real problem with it as long as they adhered to her rules.

Along the way, they bumped into Noah on his way out of his own room. "Hi, girlfriend!" he said in an intentionally camp tone.

"Hey, Noah. Wanna play games with us?"

"I know a game we could play," he said with a suggestive look at the two boys, making them feel a little uncomfortable.

"Video games, Noah."

"I know, I know. I’m kidding. But sure, I'll join."

"Alright, come on in then."

Noah was actually the prince of Atlantis. He was also gay, but that didn't really bother Jackie that much. In fact, his more feminine traits made him easier to talk to than the other guys and she considered him her best friend, despite their first meeting being as enemies. Still, he'd made up for his actions through his loyalty and always helpful nature. Jackie imagined it would have taken a lot longer for them to forgive him had he not worked so hard. He often used gay stereotypes in just the right amount for comedy and was quite proficient with a bō staff, which he kept in bandana form in his short teal hair.

The four were soon playing a video game together, this being a fighting game based on a TV show, Primus: The Fighter.

After a while, there was a knock on the door and Jackie turned to see Aoki stood in the doorway. "Are you ready for your training, Jackie-chan?"

Jackie always giggled when he called her that. "Gomen ne, Aoki-kun, but I'm playing video games with the guys. Could we reorganise? Please?"

"Of course, Jackie-chan. Tomorrow then?"

"Sure."

"Very well. Then I shall take my leave."

"You don't wanna stay and play?"

"I would but I believe I should help Sam-dono and Jesse-dono with the demon."

"Okay. Good luck then."

"Domo arigatou, Jackie-chan," Aoki said with a bow before leaving.

"And be sure not to kill him!" she called after him.

Katsumi Aoki was a samurai demon slayer from the land of Nippon, which was basically feudal Japan but with TV for some reason. He'd lost his parents at a young age and bore an incredible hatred for all demons as a result. He could be brash and overly violent, but Jackie felt his hatred was simply misguided and a bit of guidance might help him move on. Hence, she had agreed to train with him in hopes of soothing his weary soul.

His black hair was cut short - and fortunately not in one of those ugly top knots – and his eyes were brown. He had a number of scars across his body from his many battles, the most notable being the one across the bridge of his nose. Given that his name meant green tree in his native tongue, he usually wore very nice-looking green robes, though he also had a full suit of samurai armour to go along with his family sword.

“Aoki’s kinda cool,” Murray muttered.

“Yeah, and hot,” Jackie added.

“On that, we can most definitely agree,” added Noah.


* * *


Once things seemed to have settled down, Jackie and the boys decided to head downstairs to watch some TV.

As they passed the open door to the professor's lab, Jackie slipped on an out of place puddle of milk and slipped down the stairs, hitting every step on the way down and landing in a heap at the bottom with her rear in the air.

"Jackie!" the three boys called down to her in concern.

"'M okay!" the spiral-eyed girl called up as best she could. "You know me... Jackie Ironboobs. I'll be up in a bit... just as soon as the room stops spinning."

"We-we'll just go on ahead then, yeah?" Noah called.

"Yes, sure, whatever you want, Master," Jackie replied in a confused, higher-pitched tone.

"Jackie dear, glad you could drop in," said a sweet elderly voice from above her. Once Jackie's vision cleared, she saw that it was Professor Mato.

Professor Mato was the one who'd brought Jackie to this dimension in the first place. She was also supposedly the greatest scientific mind on the planet. Not that you'd ever guess, what with her eccentricities overshadowing her genius.

The old woman had allowed Jackie to live in her house under the guise of her granddaughter. She used to have an assistant named Bobby, who had properly taken the role of parenting Jackie, though he'd moved on to a teaching role with life in the Mato house being too stressful. Yes, teaching high school students was less stressful than living with the professor.

Still, like other women in this universe, the professor was rather beautiful, despite her age (whatever it was). Her white hair was short and wavey, while her big grey eyes sat behind a small pair of round reading glasses. One would be hard-pressed to find her in anything but her lab coat and goggles (thought there was that one bikini contest at Hedon Beach...).

"Oh, hey, Prof. What's up?"

The old woman looked to the ceiling. "The sky?"

Jackie faceplamed before drying her foot off with a nearby towel. "I take it that was you who set up that puddle by the door?"

"Why, yes. It seemed the most efficient way to get you down here."

"Making me nearly break my neck is 'efficient'?"

"Why, yes. Yes, it is."

"Okay, what do you want?" Jackie asked with a sigh.

"Why this, of course," the professor replied, holding out what appeared to be a yellow ray gun with a small satellite dish attached to the end of the barrel with a red and white spiral pattern on the inside. Jackie was fairly certain she'd seen it before. She realised where but before she could warn the professor about copyright law, the professor pulled the trigger and a cone of golden energy rings were emitted and washed over Jackie, leaving her entranced with little red spirals in her eyes.

"Well? What do you think?"

"Whatever you want me to think, Professor," Jackie droned.

"Excellent! This is a great day for SCIENCE! And while you're here, could you be a dear and clean the lab for me?"

"Yes, Professor. Whatever you wish."

"Huh? Oh, I forgot to wake her up... Oh, well, she'll be fine."


* * *


Jackie awoke in her room half an hour later and was not amused. This happened a lot with the professor hypnotizing Jackie through various means and getting her to clean the lab. Not only that, but she was always forced to wear a maid uniform when she did so.

Jackie headed back downstairs, passing the questioning gazes of some of the boys - and an unconscious Dan - and re-entered the lab. She walked right up to Mato and slapped her on the back of the head.

"Ow! Oh! Jackie dear. What's the matter?"

"This," Jackie replied, dangling her amber pendant before the old woman's eyes, captivating them as it let out a brilliant light and swung steadily on an axis. "That's it, Prof; keep your eyes on the pretty pendant, never taking your eyes off it. Surrender to me. Obey me."

"Obey... you..." the old woman repeated in a monotone.

"That's right. Obey Mistress Jackie."

"Obey Mistress Jackie..."

"Yes. Now, it's time for your punishment..."


* * *


"And I want the whole house spotless by the time I wake up," Jackie finished.

"Yes, Mistress Jackie. Maid Mato shall obey."

Satisfied with her work, Jackie headed up to bed. She was just unbuttoning her jeans in the dark when she noticed a large lump in her bed. She quietly picked up a nearby bat and cautiously approached. She threw the blanket off, revealing Kato.

"Oh, my darling, won't you rest a while with me?" he asked with a rose in his mouth.

Jackie screamed, not out of fear, but to get some assistance. The boys were there soon enough and none-too-pleased with Kato's antics. Sam walked over, grabbed the elf and threw him across the room and out the door, leaving him spiral-eyed against a wall.

"That guy is too much," Jackie sighed.

"Are you alright?" Sam asked.

"Yeah, thanks, Sam," Jackie replied, pecking him on the cheek. "Good night."

"Uh, yeah... night," Sam replied blushing cutely. Sam's usually serious demeanour made him the most fun to tease out of all the boys in the house.

Once they'd all left, Jackie changed into her pyjamas: a yellow shirt with an orange spiral on the chest, and a pair of blue plaid-patterned sweatpants. She was about to get into bed when she heard a voice say her name.

She turned to see Lucien in the doorway. He was wearing the white pyjamas she'd bought him. Lucien and Noah were the only guys Jackie allowed into her room without knocking since neither of them saw her the same way the other guys did and she felt less embarrassed in her underwear around them. "Oh, hey, Lucien. What's up?"

"Well, Dion and Murray told me you fell down the stairs into the lab before."

"Oh, that. Ah, don't worry about it, I'm fine."

"I was wondering if a massage would help."

That made Jackie pause. She wasn't hurt but a massage did sound nice right about now. She smiled as she sat on the bed and motioned for him to join her and pointed to her bare foot.

"Yeah," she said. "I'd like that."