Hypnosis

„Aww, hiii!“, Rachel greeted me and gave me a big hug, pressing me into her boobs, „So nice to see you like this. I’m here so your Mommy can help me with some hypnosis stuff, remember?“

She was wearing a short blue sundress, a matching necklace and her hair was done in two ponytails.

„Y- yeah, Rachel, hi!“, I said with the paci in my mouth, „You can come in, my Mom will be here in a sec. Uh, would you like something to drink or eat?“

She smiled and looked me up and down. I couldn’t help but blush and feel kinda dumb and really embarrassed in my onesie, while she was looking gorgeous in her summer dress.

„Oh, I guess a glass of water would be nice“, she said and stepped inside. I closed the door and followed her to the kitchen.

I got her her water while she started chatting about school and her work and whatever else. I didn’t answer too much because of my paci and just said „m-hm“ every once in a while. She didn’t mind though. Rachel was kinda easy to talk to if you know what I mean, and it didn’t really matter that I didn’t say a lot.

Some minutes later Mom came in with a couple of books and folders and binders, presumably from her uni days.

„Heyy, aww sweetie!!“, Mom greeted her and they hugged, „Wanna take this over to the coffee table? Might be a little more comfy.“

„Oh sure“, Rachel agreed and they set up camp over on the sofas, with all their material laid out, something to drink and before they began, Mom even prepared some snacks.

Rachel on her part had brought just her laptop and what seemed to be some kind of accessories for hypnosis, probably. I could only guess though.

„Wow, these are taking me back“, Mom said, flipping through a binder on her lap, „Haven’t touched that stuff in ages. Can’t say I missed all of it.“

She laughed and Rachel joined her.

„Okay darling“, Mom said, putting back the binder to look through a pile of folders, „I say we start with the basics, like, the basics basics. So we’re on the same page, sound good?“

Rachel nodded eagerly, as Mom pulled out a red folder from between the other ones.

„There it is. So, I‘d say we start with, um - oh honey, could you please get my reading glasses from the counter?“

She was talking to me. I went into the kitchen and got her glasses case.

„Thank youu“, Mom said as I handed them to her, „And don’t be shy to join us on the couch, sweetie. Might even end up learning about ‚emotions‘ and ‚empathy‘, rare opportunity for boys, you know?“

„Wow, hilarious, Mom“, I lisped through my big paci and sat down next to Rachel, while they both giggled.

So I sat there on the couch pretty comfortably with Rachel‘s shoulder against mine, just listening to them talk, watching the laptop and Mom‘s folders, and took out my phone when that stuff got too boring. Hated to admit it, put it was kinda nice in my cozy onesie on the soft couch, some chips, little cheese cubes and other snacks to choose from in front of me, some psychology entertainment that I didn’t need to listen to or participate in if I didn’t feel like it and of course getting to suck on my pacifier.

Even though it still seemed odd to me, it felt so good that they just somehow thought it was super normal for me to do that. They were way too deep into ‚induction‘, ‚suggestions‘ and ‚affirmations‘ though anyway to pay attention to really anything else.

This went on for like at least another hour or so. Of course they took some short breaks in between though, going outside for some fresh air, doing a bit of stretching or eating a sandwich. After a while, Mom said she had to take a bathroom break.

„Mom, I think I kinda have to go as well“, I told her, while she stood up. Rachel was over in the kitchen, getting herself an ice tea from the fridge.

„Hm? You gotta pee, baby?“

I nodded.

„Well, honey, you can go whenever and wherever you like, alright?“, she said, „Don’t be shy, you’re diapered.“

„Mom, you make me feel like a baby“, I said.

„Hm?“

„Can’t I just use the toilet like everyone else?“

„Oh sorry, sweetie“, she said, „I‘d love to let you, but as I said before, we are not wasting any diapers before there’s at least either pee or cum in them, okay?“

I sighed.

„I‘m already feeling like such a perv, Mom“, I said with a lowered voice, looking over to Rachel and hoping she wasn’t hearing that.

But Mom gave me her not-a-chance-smile and disappeared into the bathroom. I breathed out. I‘d be lying if I said I wasn’t frustrated in that moment. I just felt powerless.

I just tried calming myself down a bit and looked over to Rachel, who was adding ice and lemon to her glass, and going through the cabinets as if she lived here.

Weird how I saw a random girl at the mall yesterday and now she was just at home in my kitchen and living room. A girl who I actually found pretty cute.

Even weirder though, I was here on the couch in a diaper and onesie, sucking on my pacifier and all that, instead of trying to talk to her and, I don’t know, maybe take her on a date? Like a normal guy my age?

And instead I was sitting here like a literal baby, what, just because my Mom wanted to?? How the hell did I let that happen?

I mean, sure, the pacifier at least partially was on me, but all the other stuff? This was really overboard. And this was only the result of like two days. If I knew Mom, she would push this even further the next weeks or months or whatever. I mean she was clearly somehow enjoying this, right? Or at least it was a big misunderstanding or something. Either way I should get my boundaries set straight, cause I obviously hated this, all this baby stuff. Well, hated? Maybe that’s a strong word but anyway, I really didn’t enjoy this. Except maybe the pacifier and I guess the diaper was at least a tiny bit useful yesterday in the car… But whatever, nevermind, you know what I mean. This obviously had to stop right now.

I should just clear this up ASAP. In the right moment of course, but I should just tell Mom that this has to stop now. Otherwise she would just tell me again that „I could say no to this anytime I wanted to“, which was kinda true, I guess, but then I’d end up just doing what she wanted again.

Just say that I‘m definitely 100% done with all this baby stuff and that these rules are pretty weird for a 19 year old. If I‘d say it with the right tone and choose the right words, she‘d probably understand. I mean, it could be a good learning experience between us two and maybe even a hilarious story to tell in a few years.

„Hey, remember when I just kinda put you in diapers and you went along with all that stuff?“

„Haha, yeah, that was so dumb, can’t believe that happened and I didn’t say anything.“

Okay, I‘d just tell her later this evening when we were gonna be alone. And no putting it off until tomorrow or whenever. I made myself that promise.

Rachel came back with her ice tea and sat right next to me, her thigh to mine.

„Mhh, nice“, I said through my paci, „Ice tea. Looks fancy.“

She smiled as she set it down on the coffee table.

„Yeah, I did my best“, she said.

„Looks like it“, I said, before there was a short awkward pause.

„Sooo, can I ask you something?“, Rachel broke the silence.

I nodded.

„Yeah, sure.“

„Do you have like a girlfriend or boyfriend?“, she asked, „And if you do, do they know about the diaper stuff?“

My blushing probably already gave it away.

„Uh, no, I don’t… right now“, I confessed, „And I mean, I‘d probably feel super embarrassed telling them, right?“

„Hmm, why?“, she asked.

„You mean why I‘d be scared to tell them?“

„Yeah.“

„I don’t know. I guess most people would find that like super weird and not be into me anymore, right? Especially girls. They‘d probably think I’m like some kinda perv or whatever.“

„Hmm, okay… Some girls are into that though“, she said, „I mean, if you’re like always, ALWAYS diapered, that’s maybe a bit much, at least for some gals, but other than that…“

I looked at her in surprise.

„Uhh, what? Really? Are you- I mean, do you know girls like that?“

She laughed.

„Haha yeah, I know one or two“, she said and tucked her hair behind her ear, „And you‘d be like a perfect boyfriend to get into it. I mean you’re kinda more of a soft guy and also you’re not in diapers like 24/7 or anything. Right? Or- or are you?“

Once again my cheeks got hot.

„Uhm, no, not at all.“

„You’re just diapered at home or? No, you were also diapered at the mall yesterday, right?“

I nodded shyly.

„We kinda- well, my Mom kinda made some rules for all this diaper stuff.“

She asked what they were and I explained it to her. How I had to use my diapers at least once and wear my paci with them and all that. Only thing I left out was that only Mom was allowed to change me as well, cause it was just too embarrassing. Her look rested on me while she nodded.

„Oh okay. So why are you diapered right now then?“

She looked at my diaper bulge.

„Or were you gonna jerk off or something?“

Man, was I really going to tell her that as well?

„Uh, my.. Mom kinda made me“, I admitted, probably obviously embarrassed, „It probably sounds super weird, but she thought it’d be like nice.. for when you’re over, you know? I don’t know, I-“

As I said that, a smile was growing on her face, until she couldn’t help but chuckle.

„Aww thank you, that’s super cute“, she said, „And kinda hot. Mommy picking your outfits, huh? What other stuff does she tell you to do?“

She bit her lip softly.

„Uh, nothing really? Just, you know, being in diapers and stuff. Everything in the rules of course. Oh yeah, and uhm, she wanted me to, you know, wear the onesie? And this paci clip, I guess they’re not in the rules, really.“

„Hmm, maybe they should be. They look great on you“, she said, „I‘d say your mommy’s doing you a favor, making you wear those. Maybe she knows more about how you should be dressed than you do, you know?“

She stuffed a couple of chips into her mouth, but continued to talk anyway.

„I mean, not that it’s my decision, but I think you should keep em on, and the diaper too, for a while. Like, as long as she tells you to. How’s that sound?“

After she swallowed, she took a sip of her ice tea.

„I- uhm, yeah… maybe“, I said.

She smiled.

„Yeah, think about it“, she said, „You know, I‘ve actually read about this.“

„Hm? Read about what?“

„That well-behaved, diapered boys with pacis have like a scientifically higher chance of getting laid and all that“, she continued, „It’s like really scientific.“

„Really?“, I said.

„Yeah, diaper boys get all the dates“, she continued, „Normal boys… kinda weird.“

She looked at me until I couldn’t help but smile as well. What the hell was this?

„Really does sound super scientific“, I replied, still smiling and she just shrugged nonchalantly, looking away.

„I dunno, just what I read somewhere.“

I heard the bathroom door unlock down the hallway and saw Mom coming back. Rachel looked deep into my eyes for just for a second, before she too turned her head.

„Awww, look at you two, being all cozy together on the couch, huh? Really adorable!“, Mom said and plumped down next to Rachel, her boobs bouncing in her jumpsuit, which was even more unzipped than before she went to the bathroom. No, I was pretty sure now, her boobs were definitely bigger. And looking so good in that tight jumpsuit, which was perfect for her to show off her nipples, which she loved to do.

Pretty quickly they resumed their conversation, which seemed to now really move into the details-phase.

Meanwhile, I was kinda in my head, thinking about Mom‘s boobs and Rachel's and my conversation.

Was she flirting with me? I could never tell. I could hear all girls of the world in unison.

„Oh my god, are you stupid? She is so 100% into you!“ or „What, ew? You creep, why the hell do you think she even likes you? She’s just being nice.“

But right now I was as clueless as a slice of bread. Maybe I was just getting my hopes up because the thought of her liking me was really nice. And even while I was in a diaper and all that? Now that’s a keeper, right?

Well, then again, she did seem to like me because of the diaper stuff and not really despite of it. So that would mean I‘d probably have to keep wearing diapers and my pacifier and all that regularly, dropping my plan to talk to Mom about this, just to date Rachel. Was I going to do that? Uhh, not sure.

Don’t get me wrong, she was hot. But not ‚throw-everything-overboard-for-her-and-just-agree-to-every-single-kinky-thing-she-has-in-mind-hot‘. Other fish in the sea type thing.

I kept thinking about that and glancing over at Rachel once in a while for the next 10 minutes or so, but always ended up coming to the same conclusion. More or less at least.

I snapped back out of it when Mom asked me to help them with something really quick. Naturally I asked what it was, but Mom just said that it was „only a little exercise for Rachel“, who smiled at me and nodded.

„Maybe just sit over there on the other couch“, Rachel said.

I still didn’t know what they wanted to do, but I did as she said.

„Rachel, honey, would you mind getting the-“

„Sure“, she said and went over to the other side of the room to take down the clock next to the bookshelf.

„I‘ll put that over in your bedroom, is that okay?“

„Anywhere where we don’t hear it tick is fine“, Mom said.

„Wait, what‘s that for?“, I asked.

„So there are no distractions whatsoever“, she explained.

„Soo, what are we doing?“

„We’re hypnotizing you“, she elaborated, „But nothing too crazy of course. Just seeing if Rachel can apply what she learned already.“

„Okay.. but like, what exactly are you hypnotizing me to do?“

Rachel sat down on the other couch again.

„I can’t tell you exactly what I‘m doing“, she said, „But let’s just say, some light sensory stuff. Plus I‘ll try to include some amnesia suggestions. I know, sounds scary, but that just means you won’t remember a small portion of the hypnosis. If I can get it to work at least. That okay with you?“

I wasn’t all to confident about all that yet.

„Uh, it’s not permanent or anything, right?“, I asked.

„No, not really“, Rachel explained, „I can’t control exactly how long this will last, but shouldn’t last more than a week, or two maybe.“

„One or two weeks?“

She chuckled.

„Don’t worry“, she said, „I‘ll be introducing one specific post-hypnotic suggestion, that won’t bother you at all in day-to-day stuff. I promise you’ll be fine, okay?“

I shifted around a little on the couch.

„Uhm, alright, I guess.“

Both of them smiled contently.

„Okay, very good.“

I tried to relax and not worry too much. To be honest, I was a little nervous though, sucking my pacifier to calm down.

„You can lie back if you want, and just be comfortable“, she began, „When you feel you’ve found a good position, all I need you to do is close your eyes and listen to my voice, okay?“

I nodded. She spoke slowly and softly and every word was very clear.

„Take a deep breath in, hold it for just a second… and out again. Now just keep on doing that for me. Nice, deep breaths. And as you keep breathing deeply, imagine a wave of relaxation spreading from the top of your head down to your toes. Like milk spreading in coffee. Feel your face soften, your shoulders drop and your muscles loosen.

Now feel this wave of relaxation slowly come back up from your toes. Feel it melting away any tension in your feet. Let this relaxation move up to your ankles, your calves, your knees... Your legs grow heavy and comfortable. This wave of tranquility moves up into your thighs, your hips, your lower back, releasing all tension. Your abdomen, your chest, your shoulders relax completely, moving down your arms to your hands and fingers. Finally, this relaxation reaches your neck, your face, and the top of your head. Your entire body is now deeply relaxed and feeling heavy. As if you were melting into the cushions.

Now, before your inner eye, imagine you’re standing on top of a beautiful staircase. It has ten steps, each of them leading down to an even deeper state of relaxation.

Ten... stepping down, feeling more relaxed... nine... deeper and deeper... eight... letting go completely... seven... sinking deeper... six... nearly halfway down... five... feeling so relaxed... four... deeper still... three... almost at the bottom... two... so very relaxed... one...

At the bottom, completely relaxed, deeply at peace.

You realize that at the bottom of the staircase is grass, that you’re standing on with your bare feet. As you look around, you see you’re in a beautiful meadow and there’s a small river nearby. The sound of the water flowing gently over the rocks is soothing, and the air is fresh and cool. Picture yourself walking towards this stream, feeling the ground beneath your feet, noticing the vibrant green of the plants and trees around you.

As you approach the stream, you notice a comfortable spot where you can sit and relax. Feel the soft grass beneath you as you settle down by the water’s edge. The sunlight filters through the leaves above, creating a warm, comfortable glow around you.

Imagine the warmth of the sun on your skin, the gentle rustle of leaves, and the calming sound of the stream. Every sound you hear, every sensation you feel, helps you to relax even more.

In your mind’s eye, look at the stream and see the leaves floating on the surface of the water. These leaves come in different shapes and colors, carried gently by the current. Each leaf represents a thought or feeling you have.

As a thought comes into your mind, visualize placing it on a leaf and watch it float away downstream. There’s no need to hold onto it or judge it - just observe it as it drifts away, out of sight.

Perhaps you notice a thought about something you need to do later. Place that thought on a leaf and watch it float away. Maybe there’s a feeling of worry or stress. Place that on a leaf too, and let the stream carry it away.

You might see leaves passing by more quickly or more slowly, and that’s perfectly okay. Just continue to let each thought or feeling be placed on a leaf and drift away, one by one.“

And that was about as far as my memory went. I didn’t really remember anything after that.

Next thing I could recall is me opening my eyes and Rachel and Mom looking at me excitedly, while I was just sucking my pacifier, without even having thought about it.

„How do you feel?“, Rachel asked calmly.

„Uh, pretty good, I think“, I answered.

„What do you remember?“

I had to think for a few seconds.

„Something about a stream and leaves“, I said, „That’s the last thing I can remember hearing you say, I believe.“

They both smiled wide, proudly looking at each other.

„No way“, Rachel said, „So it stops right before the suggestion phase. That’s like perfect.“

Mom agreed.

„And on your first try“, she said, „That’s really wonderful, darling.“

They turned back to me.

„Okay, so“, Rachel gathered herself, „I‘d like to ask you some questions now if that’s okay with you.“

I nodded.

„Are you warm in your diaper and onesie right now?“, she asked.

„No, not really“, I said.

„Good, now if I say, for example „beach“, does that make a difference?“

I shook my head.

„Alright, what about „summer“?“

Again, nothing.

„Okay, and what if I say „fireplace“?“

I was just about to say no again, when something strange happened. It felt like suddenly there was a nice warmth spreading from the center of my body outward into all my limbs. Like a little oven inside of me had just turned on. It was a pretty nice feeling as well.

„Oh yeah, I do feel warmer now“, I said, „But in a good way.“

Both Mom and Rachel looked at each other, smiling wide.

„Oh, this is perfect!“, Mom said, „You can already use affirmations and suggestions! That’s amazing, sweetie. So proud of you.“

„Thank you!“, Rachel said excitedly and they shared a hug, „Couldn’t have done it with you though. And also not without my test subject.“

She leaned over and gave me a peck on the cheek, which made me feel a little hot, even without anyone saying „fireplace“.