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I'll be honest with you, I never played a Sly Cooper game. I think it's one game franchise I haven't thought about that much...until I found some drawings and stories related to hypnosis.

For a while, I wanted to get an idea. A while back, a friend of mind, Xy-Merfox presented a this drawing in a server. I liked it and asked for permission to use it on a story. After thinking about some ideas, including one that was close to their original plan, I decided to go for something different, something I haven't tried before. You know about genderbent? I think I never tried it with a game character, and this drawing gave me the motivation I needed.

If you like Xy-Merfox' style and want to see more of their work, here's a link to his page: www.furaffinity.net/user/xy-me…

Finally, I'm also open for commissions and have a Patreon if you are interested. Finally, I'm also open for commissions if someone wants a story.
www.deviantart.com/mindtasker/…
www.patreon.com/Mindtasker

Want to discover how she became a genie? Read the story down below.

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From Thief to Servant

“Let’s see: Abandoned temple, probably with lots of secret traps to take out the intruders that want to take the treasure that it’s inside, and with a mysterious treasure inside…I don’t get why my crew didn’t wanted to come, this is just another Tuesday night for us,” A feminine figure said before coming out of the shadows.

Her name was Sylvia Cooper, affectionately called “Sly” by her peers. A racoon that came from a family of thieves, Sly was always interested in traveling to certain locations to get the most covenant treasures in the world. Just like the other times, she arrived at the location with her crew, and even though she was the only woman, she was the one in charge, always commanding where to go and working on the best plan of action.

Unlike the other times, where most of them were eager to see what could be inside of the place, and what kind of secret the treasure could have, all of them turned down the idea of going to that temple. It wasn’t the first time that her group had doubts about the plan, but this felt different, mostly because all of them didn’t have any desire to follow her. All came after they got information from a local, one that mentioned the legend behind the temple, and that anyone who tried to steal the treasure that was hidden would never come back.

Of course, Sly saw it as a challenge, already imagining the outcome of the situation, her coming back to the base and showing everyone the treasure she got by herself. Instead of trying to convince any of the members of her crew to come with her, the racoon gal picked her family cane, a weapon that was passed on from each generation, and went on direction to the temple.

“The legend was interesting, but this place…it has all the cliches. Let’s hope the treasure is something worthy,” Sly said, doing one of her usual sarcastic comments. Obviously, this wasn’t her first temple. She already traveled to different places, dark caves or places in ruins. While the treasure was the main thing, the racoon also had some enjoyment seeing what other things the temple had, having a soft spot for the original traps that could be found.

The legend was already something interesting, one that while had some of the usual things, still was something very original. That was good, but this place has all the things in her list of boring and unoriginal things. From skulls and bones in the floor to secret traps that were easy to see and avoid. The only reason why Sly continued was to achieve that desire of becoming the first one to come back with the treasure.

After avoiding all the traps of the temple, the racoon gal was finally in front of the last door, the one that had the treasure. Just before she could open it, two spears came from the sides and almost hit her legs. Luckily for Sly, she avoided them while quickly swaying her hips. “Good thing those belly dancing lessons helped. Even with that outfit I disliked, I knew those would come in handy someday,” the racoon gal said before doing a light chuckle. It finally came to the moment she was waiting for, with no other traps or surprises, Sly opened the door using her staff and saw the secret treasure in the middle of the room: a golden lamp

Compared to the other treasures she found, it was a small thing, but the real value was that she achieved what others thought was impossible. Sly walked where the lamp was and carefully held it. “Oh, you're finally mine, little lamp! Now the only thing left for me is to take you out of here and show that world that I was the first one to get you.”

The achievement boosted the ego of the raccoon gal, already imagining her crew telling her how wrong they were for not following her and how they should listen to her ideas and suggestions. “Now I only need to find a way out of…” Sly was interrupted by something unexpected. It wasn’t a trap or another intruder, it was the lamp that was starting to glow. Sly froze, not sure how to react by what she was seeing.

She remembered some of the comments of the locals, about what would happen to the ones who decided to enter the temple. None of them mentioned anything related to a magical lamp, this being something more closer to the tales of the Arabian Nights that she loved to read, the ones where the protagonist would find a genie that would grant him all kinds of wishes.

The idea itself sounded like a dream come true, but what was happening was more of a nightmare as orange smoke started to come out of the lamp. Her first thought was to escape from the room, not caring of leaving with or without the golden lamp. Sadly, while she tried to search for the exit, the racoon gal found herself lost as the smoke covered the whole room.

Sly hoped that there weren't any more surprises after that, but she was proven wrong once the smoke started to cover her legs. “Wh-what is this?! What is happening?!” the racoon gal said while panicking. It was a strange sensation, something that could only be described as a calm and relaxing massage, something that was supposed to be good yet Sly didn’t give in to the smoke and instead continued to her attempts at finding the exit.

Usually, when going into the places with the valuable objects to steal, the thief remained calm, rarely losing her coolness. It was strange for Sly to do that, but this time not only everything was going downhill, but she was also panicking, all while struggling to find a way out of the room.

“The door was supposed to be there? Or was it on the other side of the room? Where…where is it?!” Sly said, starting to struggle with her legs too. There she was again, having those conflicting thoughts with the sensation around her legs. It was already difficult to concentrate on one thing, but between trying to find the exit or remaining still, the racoon gal went with the former, thinking that would help her.

She quickly saw her mistake as she started to struggle even more, this time having issues moving. The first change was around her legs, they fused together, creating a colorful tail that. “This is…bad, but…is good…” it was a surprise for Sly as the process was painless. She was still with conflicting thoughts about what was happening yet having this nice sensation, one that was far from the painful one she expected, gave her the idea that maybe this was a good thing…only to quickly try to come back to her senses.

The tail wasn’t that bad compared to the true change she disliked. Being a tomboy, someone who preferred to use a masculine attire, Sly hated that her jacket and pants started to change into something more feminine. The blue jacket she had became a top that only covered her chest, revealing her midriff. Her dark orange pants were changed into a lighter color, one that her new tail used. The only thing that remained the same was her blue hat. The metamorphosis around her body was completed, the only thing left was for the thief to accept these new ideas that continued to repeat themselves in her mind.

“I need to…need to…” she said it with a scared tone yet she was smiling, this being those ideas still fighting to make the thief submit. She continued to kick herself hard, being the only one to blame for this. Her own desire to become the best thief in the world put her in that inescapable situation, being with that strange yet nice feeling around her body and these recurring ideas that were far from the things she liked.

It was obvious she was losing that internal battle, her body even started to dance, swaying her hips slowly. “N-no!...I’m not a…I’m a thief…not…not this!” Sly said as she continued to fight back against those ideas one last time. Since she couldn’t control her body anymore, the racoon gal decided to concentrate on not letting the thoughts corrupt her.

All the ideas were the same: That she needed to be a good servant, that she had to serve her master, granting them every single wish they wanted and how loyal she had to be. All things that never crossed her mind as Sly always saw herself as the one and only leader of the group, the one that was supposed to be commanding the orders, not following them.

The more she struggled, the more the ideas started to win over her. “This…this thing…doesn’t sound that…bad,” Sly said in a calm tone. It took a while, but the former thief was now accepting the ideas of being a servant. The racoon gal started to see the whole thing in a different light, dropping any negative thoughts she had. She smiled before admiring her new body and feeling glad for this opportunity.

“I’m the genie of the lamp! I live to serve and obey my master. It’s my duty to grant whatever they desire!” she said with joy, finally embracing this new role of hers…that would have been the case if Sly didn’t continue to fight back, coming back to her senses and remembering who she was, a thief and not the genie, and definitely not the servant of anyone. “...wait a moment…no, I’m not a…no!”

All of her life, the racoon gal was the leader, the one who was in charge while commanding her own group. The idea of serving anyone was out of the question to her, but after what happened with the golden lamp, she had these conflicting thoughts, ideas that never crossed her mind. The thoughts of servitude and being a good servant for whoever was her master was starting to sound like a nice thing, yet Sly kept fighting to keep her mind from succumbing to those strange yet nice thoughts. “I…I need to get out of here!”

Even after experimenting a big change thanks to the golden lamp, the racoon gal still took the treasure with her. While a genie now, one thing that remained was her own desire to get all treasures she could find. With the object in her hands, the smoke that covered the room finally dispersed itself, showing that she never left the treasure room where the magical lamp was.

“I hope one of my guys knows how to fix this. I don’t want to become the servant of the nice and marvelous master that I might have the pleasure to serve!” The genie slapped herself hard, hating the fact that the golden lamp turned her into a bubbly gal, something that was the opposite of who she was, and also something she disliked. While this was bad, she was glad that at least with her new powers she could get out of the temple with the lamp in her hands.

Sly wasn’t sure how to react. On one hand, she achieved her goal, getting the secret treasure of the temple, the problem was that she was turned into a genie, a submissive being that represented everything the racoon gal despised, from the girly attire to the simple idea of being the servant and not the one in control. She left the temple smiling, this being the submissive ideas and not her. Sly tried to ignore that and concentrated on what to say to her crew, who obviously would laugh once they saw what happened to their leader. There was a solution to this, but until then, Sly would remain as a genie.

But, it was a matter of time before she would finally submit and accept her new role.

Description
I'll be honest with you, I never played a Sly Cooper game. I think it's one game franchise I haven't thought about that much...until I found some drawings and stories related to hypnosis.

For a while, I wanted to get an idea. A while back, a friend of mind, Xy-Merfox presented a this drawing in a server. I liked it and asked for permission to use it on a story. After thinking about some ideas, including one that was close to their original plan, I decided to go for something different, something I haven't tried before. You know about genderbent? I think I never tried it with a game character, and this drawing gave me the motivation I needed.

If you like Xy-Merfox' style and want to see more of their work, here's a link to his page: www.furaffinity.net/user/xy-me…

Finally, I'm also open for commissions and have a Patreon if you are interested. Finally, I'm also open for commissions if someone wants a story.
www.deviantart.com/mindtasker/…
www.patreon.com/Mindtasker

Want to discover how she became a genie? Read the story down below.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
From Thief to Servant

“Let’s see: Abandoned temple, probably with lots of secret traps to take out the intruders that want to take the treasure that it’s inside, and with a mysterious treasure inside…I don’t get why my crew didn’t wanted to come, this is just another Tuesday night for us,” A feminine figure said before coming out of the shadows.

Her name was Sylvia Cooper, affectionately called “Sly” by her peers. A racoon that came from a family of thieves, Sly was always interested in traveling to certain locations to get the most covenant treasures in the world. Just like the other times, she arrived at the location with her crew, and even though she was the only woman, she was the one in charge, always commanding where to go and working on the best plan of action.

Unlike the other times, where most of them were eager to see what could be inside of the place, and what kind of secret the treasure could have, all of them turned down the idea of going to that temple. It wasn’t the first time that her group had doubts about the plan, but this felt different, mostly because all of them didn’t have any desire to follow her. All came after they got information from a local, one that mentioned the legend behind the temple, and that anyone who tried to steal the treasure that was hidden would never come back.

Of course, Sly saw it as a challenge, already imagining the outcome of the situation, her coming back to the base and showing everyone the treasure she got by herself. Instead of trying to convince any of the members of her crew to come with her, the racoon gal picked her family cane, a weapon that was passed on from each generation, and went on direction to the temple.

“The legend was interesting, but this place…it has all the cliches. Let’s hope the treasure is something worthy,” Sly said, doing one of her usual sarcastic comments. Obviously, this wasn’t her first temple. She already traveled to different places, dark caves or places in ruins. While the treasure was the main thing, the racoon also had some enjoyment seeing what other things the temple had, having a soft spot for the original traps that could be found.

The legend was already something interesting, one that while had some of the usual things, still was something very original. That was good, but this place has all the things in her list of boring and unoriginal things. From skulls and bones in the floor to secret traps that were easy to see and avoid. The only reason why Sly continued was to achieve that desire of becoming the first one to come back with the treasure.

After avoiding all the traps of the temple, the racoon gal was finally in front of the last door, the one that had the treasure. Just before she could open it, two spears came from the sides and almost hit her legs. Luckily for Sly, she avoided them while quickly swaying her hips. “Good thing those belly dancing lessons helped. Even with that outfit I disliked, I knew those would come in handy someday,” the racoon gal said before doing a light chuckle. It finally came to the moment she was waiting for, with no other traps or surprises, Sly opened the door using her staff and saw the secret treasure in the middle of the room: a golden lamp

Compared to the other treasures she found, it was a small thing, but the real value was that she achieved what others thought was impossible. Sly walked where the lamp was and carefully held it. “Oh, you're finally mine, little lamp! Now the only thing left for me is to take you out of here and show that world that I was the first one to get you.”

The achievement boosted the ego of the raccoon gal, already imagining her crew telling her how wrong they were for not following her and how they should listen to her ideas and suggestions. “Now I only need to find a way out of…” Sly was interrupted by something unexpected. It wasn’t a trap or another intruder, it was the lamp that was starting to glow. Sly froze, not sure how to react by what she was seeing.

She remembered some of the comments of the locals, about what would happen to the ones who decided to enter the temple. None of them mentioned anything related to a magical lamp, this being something more closer to the tales of the Arabian Nights that she loved to read, the ones where the protagonist would find a genie that would grant him all kinds of wishes.

The idea itself sounded like a dream come true, but what was happening was more of a nightmare as orange smoke started to come out of the lamp. Her first thought was to escape from the room, not caring of leaving with or without the golden lamp. Sadly, while she tried to search for the exit, the racoon gal found herself lost as the smoke covered the whole room.

Sly hoped that there weren't any more surprises after that, but she was proven wrong once the smoke started to cover her legs. “Wh-what is this?! What is happening?!” the racoon gal said while panicking. It was a strange sensation, something that could only be described as a calm and relaxing massage, something that was supposed to be good yet Sly didn’t give in to the smoke and instead continued to her attempts at finding the exit.

Usually, when going into the places with the valuable objects to steal, the thief remained calm, rarely losing her coolness. It was strange for Sly to do that, but this time not only everything was going downhill, but she was also panicking, all while struggling to find a way out of the room.

“The door was supposed to be there? Or was it on the other side of the room? Where…where is it?!” Sly said, starting to struggle with her legs too. There she was again, having those conflicting thoughts with the sensation around her legs. It was already difficult to concentrate on one thing, but between trying to find the exit or remaining still, the racoon gal went with the former, thinking that would help her.

She quickly saw her mistake as she started to struggle even more, this time having issues moving. The first change was around her legs, they fused together, creating a colorful tail that. “This is…bad, but…is good…” it was a surprise for Sly as the process was painless. She was still with conflicting thoughts about what was happening yet having this nice sensation, one that was far from the painful one she expected, gave her the idea that maybe this was a good thing…only to quickly try to come back to her senses.

The tail wasn’t that bad compared to the true change she disliked. Being a tomboy, someone who preferred to use a masculine attire, Sly hated that her jacket and pants started to change into something more feminine. The blue jacket she had became a top that only covered her chest, revealing her midriff. Her dark orange pants were changed into a lighter color, one that her new tail used. The only thing that remained the same was her blue hat. The metamorphosis around her body was completed, the only thing left was for the thief to accept these new ideas that continued to repeat themselves in her mind.

“I need to…need to…” she said it with a scared tone yet she was smiling, this being those ideas still fighting to make the thief submit. She continued to kick herself hard, being the only one to blame for this. Her own desire to become the best thief in the world put her in that inescapable situation, being with that strange yet nice feeling around her body and these recurring ideas that were far from the things she liked.

It was obvious she was losing that internal battle, her body even started to dance, swaying her hips slowly. “N-no!...I’m not a…I’m a thief…not…not this!” Sly said as she continued to fight back against those ideas one last time. Since she couldn’t control her body anymore, the racoon gal decided to concentrate on not letting the thoughts corrupt her.

All the ideas were the same: That she needed to be a good servant, that she had to serve her master, granting them every single wish they wanted and how loyal she had to be. All things that never crossed her mind as Sly always saw herself as the one and only leader of the group, the one that was supposed to be commanding the orders, not following them.

The more she struggled, the more the ideas started to win over her. “This…this thing…doesn’t sound that…bad,” Sly said in a calm tone. It took a while, but the former thief was now accepting the ideas of being a servant. The racoon gal started to see the whole thing in a different light, dropping any negative thoughts she had. She smiled before admiring her new body and feeling glad for this opportunity.

“I’m the genie of the lamp! I live to serve and obey my master. It’s my duty to grant whatever they desire!” she said with joy, finally embracing this new role of hers…that would have been the case if Sly didn’t continue to fight back, coming back to her senses and remembering who she was, a thief and not the genie, and definitely not the servant of anyone. “...wait a moment…no, I’m not a…no!”

All of her life, the racoon gal was the leader, the one who was in charge while commanding her own group. The idea of serving anyone was out of the question to her, but after what happened with the golden lamp, she had these conflicting thoughts, ideas that never crossed her mind. The thoughts of servitude and being a good servant for whoever was her master was starting to sound like a nice thing, yet Sly kept fighting to keep her mind from succumbing to those strange yet nice thoughts. “I…I need to get out of here!”

Even after experimenting a big change thanks to the golden lamp, the racoon gal still took the treasure with her. While a genie now, one thing that remained was her own desire to get all treasures she could find. With the object in her hands, the smoke that covered the room finally dispersed itself, showing that she never left the treasure room where the magical lamp was.

“I hope one of my guys knows how to fix this. I don’t want to become the servant of the nice and marvelous master that I might have the pleasure to serve!” The genie slapped herself hard, hating the fact that the golden lamp turned her into a bubbly gal, something that was the opposite of who she was, and also something she disliked. While this was bad, she was glad that at least with her new powers she could get out of the temple with the lamp in her hands.

Sly wasn’t sure how to react. On one hand, she achieved her goal, getting the secret treasure of the temple, the problem was that she was turned into a genie, a submissive being that represented everything the racoon gal despised, from the girly attire to the simple idea of being the servant and not the one in control. She left the temple smiling, this being the submissive ideas and not her. Sly tried to ignore that and concentrated on what to say to her crew, who obviously would laugh once they saw what happened to their leader. There was a solution to this, but until then, Sly would remain as a genie.

But, it was a matter of time before she would finally submit and accept her new role.