Oh yes. They can bend and sway and shift much better in the directions I desire than you may think (in a way once described as "serpentine," in fact), but that doesn't stop them from getting stepped on, or knocking over glasses, or sweeping things under a couch unexpectedly, or whatever. Total hassle.

The way I navigate most shops is the same: I do not. Someone else can buy it for me, there are more than enough mooks eager for the chance to experience the pleasure that serving me provides.

Depends on the shape I'm sporting, probably. The Witch would put him between her legs and use him like floss. My purple snake self wouldn't see any need to hypnotize him and would probably just enjoy ensnaring prey together with a fellow appreciator of the fine arts of eating and seduction. There's a newer tanuki shape that, if his pipe is lit first, I don't fancy that serpent's chances... though as for my beautiful blue peacock self? I can't deny it. I'm always sighing and smiling thinking about him...

There's the old tried and true, that old "Trust in Me." That song has got so many people preprogrammed that I don't even need to strobe my gaze, just sing it and they're drooling. As basic as it is though, I can't deny that I adore the sinister, seductive nature of something like "Go to sleeeep, go to sleeeep, go to sleep you poor foooool... You are mine now so let go, as that brain of yours gets slow~"

From hypnotistdom(you) to sub - If I understand it right, it'd be me saying "Who owns you?"
From sub to Hypnodon(you) - "...Gone..."
From hypnodom to sub(you) - "Look at me."
From sub(you) to hypnodom - splurt

And yes, it would make a fun compass.

I absolutely am not bored of that kind of vampire, love that kind. Though a vampire that sucks from the thigh or crotch has always been a favorite of mine. Make 'em horny, then slowly drain~

This is a fantastic idea and I'm going to hypnotize you into forgetting you had it so I can claim it. Or just mook-ify you until the association can't be helped. Either way-

Great idea, yes. Whether the dreams slowly addict them to my presence and cause them to seek me out, or it's just an avenue of pleasure/torment for my wicked wiles, I love this idea. After awhile, even daydreams are dominated by that azure plumage...

Oh, I absolutely enjoy employing all of the above and more. Substances to expand the mind, release inhibitions, stimulate the body, arouse... well, yeah, arouse. Helps make people all the more pliable and open to what certain sleazy birds have to say. ;>

Ooooh, now that's a good question. I don't often see hypnosis wherein your own body betrays you, and that's hot. Maybe it's telling you to get pregnant, maybe it's telling you to breed, maybe you are hit with a sudden genetic imperative to work out, or eat, whatever, but your own body somehow being at odds with your brain and the chemicals it releases to make it fall in line is something I don't often see.

That, and singing. Very little hypnosis via song, which seems pretty obvious to me.

Love that stuff, part of why I'm a bird. People expect us to be prey, or scared, or eager little twinks or whatever, but then they see a peacock with a hypnotized tiger and panther in tow, and they know who has the power around here. Look at me when I'm speaking, I can show you too~

Oh, they're fantastic, any type on any body. Big bunch of woman showing off her swaying tits and making every pair of pants in the room pitch a tent whether the owners are gay or not; a big strong man, who you think will overpower you with his muscles, and does, but not in the way you expect, those pecs get perky and you go PING; someone flatter chested as well, with delicious spiraling tattoos or paint bringing your gaze into those nipples every time, making you focus on them...

Yes, hypno tits, pecs, whatever, A+