Intermission: Hypnotherapy Derailed

“Now open your eyes”

Sophia did so and was surprised to see her hands near half a metre apart. Farah was watching wide-eyed from a seat across from her as well. Graeme had been taking her through some exercises to test her suggestibility. Just now he’d told her to close her eyes, hold her arms out and try her best to hold them still. He then went on to describe a helium balloon attached to one hand and a lead weight attached to the other, painting the scene in detail vivid enough for Sophia to feel them tugging on her wrists. Even still she was sure that she was keeping her arms still, and so was shocked to open her eyes and see how much the imagery had affected her.

“Excellent work Sophia. It is rare that I receive a client so responsive to these tests. You are sure that this is your first foray into hypnosis?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Sophia was pretty sure she’d never been hypnotised before. She remembered going to see a stage hypnotist with the girls at university where they had tried to volunteer her as a subject, but with Sophia’s fear of losing her free will it was one of the few times she’d put her foot down and refused them.

“That’s quite alright. It just means you are naturally very receptive to hypnosis. That isn't a bad thing at all. It will be much easier for me to start making contact with your subconscious and begin effecting positive changes in line with the issues you would like me to address. Now… I think it’s time we moved on to what you came here for. I would like to try giving you an induction now. Here’s what will happen. I will lead you down into a trance with my words. Once I have brought you down as deep as you will go I will wake you up and we will repeat the whole process again. This is a technique we use called fractionating. With each reputation you will be brought back into a deeper trance. Together with your natural responsiveness, I believe we will reach a state of being able to converse with your subconscious mind in this session alone, and that will leave us in prime position for should you choose to take up treatment with me for future sessions. Are you comfortable with that?”

“I, uh…”

Despite her comforting surroundings, Sophia couldn’t help but feel her body tense up at the thought of being put in such a **** position. If it was true that she was as susceptible to it as the doctor said, there was no telling what manner of things she could be made to do while she was in a trance. What if she revealed the truth about the show to them and ended up punished for something completely outside her control? It seemed the others must have noticed her unease as Farah rose to sit next to her, taking Sophia’s hand between hers and giving it a gentle, reassuring squeeze.

“It’s okay, Sophia. There’s nothing to be scared about. Graeme is a good person and he only wants to help. I’ll be right here watching you so you know you’re completely safe.”

“That’s right. Rest assured I won't have you clucking like a chicken or sharing your most embarrassing secrets with us. My only wish as your therapist is to provide assistance in whatever way I can. You’re in a safe space here Sophia. Just take a deep breath and calm your nerves.”

Sophia did as he said, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath to steel herself. She knew that both of them were right. The doctor wouldn’t do anything to harm her with her friend watching over her, and… maybe it wouldn’t be such a bad thing if she did reveal the truth to them. These two knowing what it was she was going through might be worth whatever punishment she was given.

“Alright. I’m ready.”

“Thank you for placing your trust in me. I truly appreciate how precious that is and I will treat it with utmost care.”

Sophia couldn’t help but smile back at Graeme. His voice really had a way of putting her at ease.

“Then let us get right into it. You may have heard hypnosis compared to a heightened state of focus, like meditation. There are a myriad of ways to guide one to this state, but I find it is often best to stick to convention for one's first foray into the experience. You probably imagine hypnosis as being told to follow a pocket watch as it is swung to and fro. Is that something you are comfortable with?”

“I guess so.”

“Very good. Then that is how we will proceed. The first thing I need from you is to seat yourself comfortably. Go ahead and do that for me now.”

She again did as he instructed, shifting to find a comfortable position on the sofa. Graeme stepped away and returned holding a brass-gold pocket watch, just like one Sophia had seen in old movies. He held it out between them and let go, allowing it to drop until the chain drew taut. Sophia’s gaze instinctively snapped to the movement, watching the timepiece as it settled into place.

“Alright, Sophia, take a slow, deep breath in… hold it… and breathe out. And again breathe in… hold it… and relax. With every breath you let out you feel your body start to relax… Focus your eyes on the pocket watch in front of you… Just watch as I begin to swing it back and forth… back… and forth… There’s nothing more for you to do but watch, listen and breathe. In… and out…”

She did everything he told her to. Somehow it felt easier to follow the watch with her eyes than to keep them still. Such gentle, graceful movements were soothing to her gaze.

“Realise how easy, how natural it is to trace the motion of the watch with your eyes. As you do, you may notice your eyes becoming just a little bit heavier. If at any point they feel like closing, that’s perfectly okay. There’s nothing wrong at all with giving yourself this moment of peace. You are safe. You are warm. You are loved. With each swing of the watch, you feel more and more relaxed… more at ease… more comfortable in your own body. If thoughts come and go, just let them pass you by. In this peaceful moment, all you need to do is watch… and listen.

“Your eyelids are starting to feel heavy now, so very heavy. It’s so hard to keep them open, to keep watching the pendulum, and you know that even if you were to resist you couldn’t help your eyes from drifting shut. But you have no desire at all to resist it. It feels so good, so right to simply allow your eyelids to follow their natural course. Still following the watch with your eyes, and even as they drift shut you still see it there in your mind’s eye. Swinging back and forth… back and forth… with every swing of the watch drawing you deeper into total relaxation.

“In a moment, I’m going to count down from five to one… and with each passing number you’ll find yourself falling deeper into a state of calm and inner focus. Any trace of tension left in your body will melt away and you'll find yourself in a deep, deep sleep.

“Five… Letting go just a little bit more…

“Four… Feeling calm, safe, and supported…

“Three… Eyelids becoming so heavy now…

“Two… Drifting down, deeply relaxed…

“One… And sleep…

“You are now in a deep state of relaxation. You hear nothing but my voice. There is nothing here to disturb you. This is a safe space, brimming with warmth and tranquillity. In a minute I am going to bring you out of it, but I want you to remember this feeling of utmost peace and comfort, that I might guide you here easier next time. Do you understand?”

“I understand…”

“Very good Sophia. Now in a moment I'm going to count back up to five and with every number you'll feel yourself rising up from this peaceful slumber.

“One… Beginning to rise.

“Two… Becoming more alert with every passing number.

“Three… Waking up, maintaining that state of deep relaxation.

“Four… Becoming aware of the world around you.

“Five… Rising now, fully awake and refreshed!”

Sophia opened her eyes to find her head had slumped down into her chest. She coyly lifted her chin and straightened back up from where she had slouched into the seat.

“How do you feel Sophia? Wasn't as scary as you feared, was it?”

“No, it was… good actually. I feel good. Every limb and muscle feels so comfortable, like I've had a full-body massage.”

“Indeed. Hypnosis is a more powerful **** than a lot of people realise. Some people swear by it being the absolute best way to relax and unwind one’s mind and body both, and that’s not even taking into account the therapeutic effects of being able to interface with one’s own subconscious. A select few even learn how to hypnotise themselves so they don’t need to rely on others to return to that state.”

“Hypnotise themselves?”

“That’s right, Farah. I’m sure you could learn to as well if you put your mind to it, though I admit it would be sad to see our sessions together come to an end. Now, Sophia, are you comfortable proceeding? There won’t be pause for speaking between the upcoming induction. I’ll be taking you straight back under each time.”

“Okay, I’m ready.”

“Very good. Then let us begin. Make yourself comfortable, take a deep breath in…”

Graeme began leading her through a series of inductions, guiding her down until her body was completely relaxed and her mind was still before bringing her back to reality. She barely had time to open her eyes though before he started onto her next one. With every repetition the line between trance and waking began to blur until it became one long string of dreamy mindlessness. At some point she'd been made to lay flat across the sofa with her head on a cushion but she couldn't say when. It was like she was sinking into a warm sea, a sensation that somehow felt so familiar to her, like she'd been there only recently. It invited her to fall even deeper into its embrace, and she was powerless to resist its call. She didn't know how long or how many inductions Graeme put her through. By that point she had all but stopped thinking at all.

“Can you hear me Sophia?”

“...I can hear you.”

“Very good, Sophia. You have responded exceedingly well to the tests I have had you carry out. It is rare that I receive patients as naturally receptive towards inductions as you. I am quite confident that hypnosis will prove very effective in combating any problems you may have.

“With that established, I would like to use the remainder of our time together today making headway with the issues you’ve brought here to be treated for. Your friend has kindly waived her own appointed time with me to give us the time to do so. She does so out of concern and love for you, Sophia. She truly wishes for you to become a confident, happy woman ahead of your marriage to Alan.”

Through the dreamy expanse Sophia felt someone squeeze her hand. A warm glow spread through her body as the words sunk into her.

“Farah has already filled me in on the details of the issue you wished to seek my assistance with. She was concerned you would have trouble disclosing this matter with a stranger and so she took me aside earlier to do so on your behalf. I understand that this is a very delicate matter for you, so I have brought you down into a deep, deep trance for us to discuss it. This is a relaxed space Sophia. There is only quiet, warmth and peace all around you. You’ve let all your earthly concerns drift away. For as long as you are here there is nothing at all to keep you from being completely open and honest.”

“...Completely open… honest…”

“Very good. The first thing I want to do is confirm everything Farah has told me. I want you to listen very carefully, Sophia, as I make a series of statements one after another. As I finish them I want you to confirm whether or not each statement is the truth with a simple ‘yes’ or ‘no’. Can you do that for me Sophia?”

“...Yes.”

“Thank you. Then let us begin... Ahem. You have always had a body complex over the size of your breasts. You have a very low libido and are squeamish towards the topic of sex as a whole, leading you to feel embarrassed and ashamed over the attention your curvy figure receives from others.”

“...Yes.”

“Despite this, you consider very large breasts to be a core aspect of expressing your femininity. You’ve always harboured desires of acquiring even larger breasts to fit your image of an ideal woman.”

“...N- Y-Yes.”

Sophia’s first impulse was to deny the doctor’s words, to be open and honest with him about the lie she’d told her friends, but something cast the thought aside, pushing it out to float away into the serene empty sea around her. Something deep within told her to open her mind and agree with everything instead.

“You decided that the way to achieve this image was to undergo breast enhancement surgery. You decided of your own volition, under no threat or ****, to receive breast implants to achieve this dream.”

“...Yes.”

“Now you feel like there’s something at odds inside you. You want to be proud of your femininity but you feel ashamed of your voluptuous figure. You have come to me for help to settle this conflict, to convince yourself once and for all that having such large breasts are an essential part of your identity.”

“...Yes.”

“I see. Thank you very much Sophia. I believe I have a firm grasp of your issue now. This is a most unusual problem you have brought to me. Had you come to me before your surgery I would have recommended addressing this belief that you need large breasts to be feminine. I believe this to be a false and very harmful belief that is at the heart of your internal conflict. Your actions, however, show this to be a more dearly and deeply held belief than even your body complex, and so I will acquiesce to your wishes and address this issue instead.

“Having said that, this body complex of yours appears to be deeply rooted in your psyche, originating from your childhood and having a great impact on how your mind has developed. I would wish for us to have regular appointments arranged with you before we begin truly tackling that issue. I won’t have you leaving this session empty-handed however. I do have a series of exercises for you to treat the symptoms of your body complex and begin the process of you becoming more confident in your body. These exercises may make you feel uncomfortable in the short term Sophia. You are free to turn away from them at any time. But I believe in the long term they will go a long way towards making you feel better about yourself. Is that alright Sophia?”

“...Yes.”

“Thank you. For this first exercise I would like to address a matter of your vocabulary. Your friend tells me you have a very clinical way of referring to your chest, almost strictly restricting yourself to words like ‘breasts’ and ‘bust’. There is nothing wrong with these words, but they are very impersonal, detached ways to refer to your own body. They may be what you are comfortable using, but I believe in clinging too tightly to that comfort you are feeding into the belief that your breasts are your enemy rather than an accepted part of yourself. With this first exercise I would like to **** you out of this comfort zone, press you to use warmer and more intimate language appropriate for the cherished and accepted part of yourself that you wish your breasts to be.

“Now, Sophia, I want you to imagine yourself in a study. You are sitting beside a cosy fire, lying back in a warm, comfortable seat. Around you are shelves containing your favourite books, ornaments and keepsakes. Your favourite calming song is softly playing. The walls are lined with pictures of your fondest memories. This room is everything that makes you you. It is the very deepest part of your psyche, and from here you have control over every facet of your mind.

“There is a tablet on the table in front of you Sophia. Pick it up and look at it. It has the words ‘breasts’ and ‘bust’ written on it. This tablet is a piece of your vocabulary. It represents your ability to understand and use the words written upon it. There is an empty shelf floating beside you Sophia. I want you to put the tablet on that shelf… Have you done that for me?”

“...Yes.”

“Very good. Now as you sit and watch you see the shelf begin to move. Up, up into the air it goes. Out of your reach, above your head it continues to rise. High enough that you know that, even if you were to stand and jump, you could not hope to reach it. Only then does it come to a stop.

“The tablet is now completely beyond your reach, Sophia, and the words upon along with it. You still see them - you understand when someone says them to you - but when you try to use them yourself you will find you cannot hope to grasp them. The words simply will not come to your mind. Do you understand?”

“...I understand.”

“Very good, Sophia. You're doing very well. Now we are going to talk about the words to occupy a new tablet to go in their place. These will be more personable, less sterile than the language you are used to using, but they are not considered terribly obscene by society's standards today. See a fresh, empty tablet in front of you now, Sophia. As I tell you each new word I want you to write them in on the new tablet and fill them in with the context of when to use them. Can you do that for me?”

“...Yes.”

“‘Boobs’ or ‘boobies’ is a fun, bouncy word with playful, whimsical connotations. It is a light-hearted word for use with your friends or in casual situations.”

“…Boobs… …Boobies…”

“‘Tits’ is a flirtatious, seductive word to be used with a lover or in intimate scenarios.”

“…Tits…”

“I'm sure you know other names for them and your friends will know many more for them as well. I want you to take your friends’ suggestions to heart to fill in this tablet and use the knowledge you gain from them to use whatever words you believe most appropriate to the situation you're in. Do you understand?”

“...I understand.”

“Very good. You can place the tablet down now and just relax a moment while I speak to your friend. Now Farah, I hope you don't consider that an inappropriate exercise for me to give your friend.”

“...No, no. It's… fine. If you think it’ll help, then… Sophia could do with a little loosening up... It's, um, going to be funny hearing that sort of language from her though.”

“That's understandable, and it's perfectly okay. Friendly teasing and banter is considered a positive experience in developing formative memories. It can help distract from the anxieties of undergoing change if practiced good-heartedly, so don't feel like you can't acknowledge the humour of the situation around her. Sophia will of course shrug off the suggestion if it ever feels too uncomfortable for her and return to the solace of her old vocabulary, but I expect her desire to feel comfortable in her own body and the reasoning I have given will at least give her the subconscious drive to tackle the exercise for the time being. I do not presume to dictate the language women use for their own bodies. I have presented a bare minimum for Sophia to expand her vocabulary, but I have left it up to you and the other girls to guide her to any colloquialisms or elsewise you consider appropriate. Does that all sound reasonable to you?”

“Um…… Yeah, I guess so. I mean, if Sophia hasn't objected to your suggestion, then some part of her must be up for it, right? You're just giving her the means to break out of her comfort zone. It's up to her how far she's willing to go with it… I'll let the others know. I'm sure Lena will be thrilled to hear Sophia being a bit more open. She’s been trying to teach Sophia to embrace her sexuality.”

“She sounds like a good friend. Between my therapy and such supportive guidance from her friends, I’m certain Sophia will reach the place she wants to be. Now Sophia, I want you to listen carefully. There’s one more exercise I’d like us to perform today. With this one I would like to address the feelings you have towards your old breasts. This is something I see a lot after people undergo a big personal change; they refuse to accept the loss of their old selves. You still see yourself as the Sophia with the smaller, natural bustline. You have too many positive associations and memories with your previous bust to let that go.

“To combat this I am going to initiate a process of dissociating yourself with your old breasts and forming positive associations with the new. I would like to focus on the reason you chose to get your enhancements. You wanted bigger breasts to express your femininity. Is that right?”

“...Yes.”

“I want you to imagine femininity as an energy. It is warm and glowing, soft and nurturing, radiant and unyielding, strong, confident and beautiful. It is the essence of whatever you feel your ideal self to be as a woman, and it is flowing through every inch of your body. Feel it now flowing through your arms, down your legs and into the tips of your toes, filling every part of you with warmth and vigour. Now follow the flow back through your body, up your calves, your thighs, your shoulders, all the way to your breasts. These are the source of that soothing flow, reservoirs brimming with feminine energy. You feel it, don't you Sophia?”

“...Yes.”

“Now I want you to picture a time before your enhancements, perhaps sitting alone in a comfortable seat at home. Imagine the sounds, the sights, the smells of your own living room. You feel perfectly at ease. Except for one thing you notice. A tightness in your chest. You realise that something feels very wrong. You have so much femininity inside of you that your breasts can’t hope to contain it. You realise now that your body has always felt like this. Restricting, stifling, holding you back from being who you were always meant to be.

“Now return again to the present. You’ve finally gotten the implants you’ve been waiting for so long, and with it your femininity finally has the room to flourish. You realise now just how restrictive your smaller breasts were. You feel feminine, beautiful, confident and sexy, like the woman you always wanted to be. Repeat those words for me Sophia.”

“...Feminine… beautiful… confident… sexy…”

“That’s right. Your smaller breasts stifled all that, but at this moment your breasts are exactly the right size to hold the vast supply of femininity flowing inside you. I want you to remember that deep in your subconscious. Do you understand?”

“...I understand.”

“Very good. That is the end of that exercise, and with that I think we are good to bring the session to a cl-... uh, to a…to a close…”

“Graeme? Is everything alright?”

“Um… Yes, yes. It’s just… I… Listen to me, Farah. Feeling so sleepy now in three, two, one and sleep!... Very good Farah. You feel so comfortable like this. I want you to lie there and relax for me. You won’t hear any sounds until I touch your shoulder again. Do you understand?”

“... I understand.”

“...I don’t know what’s happening, Sophia. I’ve only noticed just now how… magnificent those breasts of yours truly are. I never let myself have such sexual thoughts about a client, but… there’s something about your breasts. I just… I can’t let you go without getting to experience them a little bit more. There’s something so enchanting about them… And that top, so tight with that inviting little window, like you’re inviting someone to use them like a pussy… I want to do it so badly but it’s too much of a risk. I can’t have you waking up while I’m doing that kind of thing, but still… just a taste will do.

“Listen to me, Sophia. We’re going to do one more little exercise. I need you to sit up for me, okay? That’s it. Nice and easy. Now I need you to lift your arms and place your hands behind your head. Just like that. Good. Now push out your chest for me. Very good. You look very pretty posing like that. You like being pretty, don’t you Sophia?”

“...Yes.”

“You know what else is pretty, Sophia? A doll. Dolls are very, very pretty. Would you like to try being a doll for a bit, Sophia?”

“...Yes.”

“Very good girl. Then listen to me very carefully. You are becoming aware of your entire body now. The touch of your clothes, the warmth of your skin, the sweat dripping down your back. From the nape of your neck to the tips of your toes, I want you to be aware of every inch of your body and hold on to the awareness. Are you doing that for me?”

“...Yes.”

“Now as you hold onto that awareness, you start to feel a change. It starts in the tips of your fingers. Little by little those feelings are beginning to fade. Like fog rolling over a quiet hillside, a pleasant tingle creeps along your skin. In its wake it leaves another sensation. Cool, smooth, perfect porcelain. Notice it now in your fingertips. Your soft skin hardens, glosses over, becomes stiff and delicate. Your fingers no longer feel the air, no longer feel themselves. They’re no longer alive in the usual way. They’re porcelain. Perfect, beautiful, completely unfeeling of the world around them.

“And now the tingles are beginning to spread. Out of your fingers, through your hands and down your arm. Like a warm wax flowing down your skin, hardening into a flawless shell. Where the tingles touch there is no more feeling. Only peace, calm and serenity as you embrace the change your body is going through. Your arms are going now, taking on hollow, elegant forms, malleable limbs ready to be posed. You no longer feel any sensation in them but that is okay. It’s so comfortable, so peaceful to just let it happen. You don’t need to think. You don’t need to move. You don’t need to feel. You are becoming something timeless and beautiful; a perfect, pretty doll.

“Now the tingles spread to your shoulders and every trace of tension inside of them just melts away. Your breaths become shallow and delicate as your chest succumbs to the transformation. And finally the tingles spread to your breasts, creeping over their vast surface, reforming their soft, flawless skin into smooth porcelain curves. The more you let go, the more the feeling of peace fills every nook of your body.

“The tingles are spreading faster now. Down your thighs, along your legs to the very tips of your toes. Up your neck to cover your face. The last traces of warmth fade from your cheeks. Your lips, your eyelids, your entire body is now porcelain, cold to the touch. But you wouldn’t know that, Sophia, because you feel nothing. The whole world has faded away around you, leaving you encased in an unfeeling porcelain prison. And you love it. You love how light you feel. You love how there is nothing at all to distract you from this blissful serenity. No tingles, no touch, no heat. Just endless, perfect stillness.

“You have become a doll now Sophia, and a doll has no thought. Their minds are peaceful and quiet. A doll feels nothing. They are completely unaware of the world around them. A doll cannot move unless someone moves them or to reply when spoken to. There is nothing to a doll but blissful serenity and you love this feeling so much. Isn’t that right, Sophia?”

“...Yes. I love this…”

“I’m going to touch you on the arm now, Sophia. I want you to tell me if you feel anything.”

“...”

“Very good. And now I’m going to touch you somewhere else. Tell me if you feel anything at all.”

“...”

“...So soft. They feel just as good as they look… Hmm… I won’t be able to move without waking her, but I should be able to just feel what it’s like between them, right?… Let me just… Okay, Sophia, I’m going to lean you forward… Alright… Oh, fuck, this is incredible. Just the warmth, pressure and softness is the most incredible thing I’ve ever felt!”

Cupcakes advanced to level 2 - please choose a perk

[Molestee] - Sophia will become hesitant to scold anyone for doing anything lewd or embarrassing with her breasts, telling herself it's not such a big deal instead

[Perv Magnet] - Sophia’s bras will be considered covetable trophies of sexual encounters with her - [NORMALITY]

[Perv Magnet] - Once each day Sophia will accept the flimsiest excuse for someone to grope her breasts, half-believing it to be a legitimate reason - [SIREN]

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(...Choose option three…)

…Option… three…

Option 3 selected.

Once each day Sophia will accept the flimsiest excuse for someone to grope her breasts, half-believing it to be a legitimate reason

SIREN trap triggered. Next selection will guarantee Inversion triggering and perverted individuals will become aware of this mod when they can take advantage of it.

Cascade triggered - Generating new selection at level 1…

[Temptress] - Sophia will believe it is normal to use makeup to enhance her cleavage every day

[Perv Magnet] - Sophia will use public transport more often, including to travel to and from work

[Temptress] - Sophia’s breasts will instead taste of whatever flavour the person licking them likes most

Inversion triggered - Reversing priorities...

What’s… what's going on? Everything feels so strange… like I'm half asleep… I… the other me… She’s still in a trance, isn't she? That's why she chose what I told her.

But… that’s strange, right? Why aren’t I sleeping too? I went under during the doctor's earlier inductions. And how did I talk to her during her selection? This ‘me’ and the prude ‘me’ aren't meant to exist at the same time. We're the same person, just flipping back and forth like a switch, so… how were we both ‘on’ at the same time? I don't understand any of this.

It's weird though. It feels like I've been watching the other me through a window for a while now. Ever since the last studio segment, when we… Oh, that's right! We were shocked by Heather's Collar when it gave her those compulsions… her streamer persona. Could that have affected us too? Could it have… broken me apart from her like some kind of split personality. Ooh, that sounds so hot. A slutty, degenerate persona living in the head of a prude, innocent woman, taking control of their body to make her whore herself out, blacking her out and waking her up to find her pussy full of cum.

I don’t think I can take control of our body like that though. I guess the shock from Heather’s collar wasn’t big enough. Seems I do have some control while she's still in this trance though. I got her to confirm Lena’s story to the therapist before. She’s welcome for that by the way, saving her from breaking the rules again. I still don't get why it's just this trance I'm awake for though.

Oh, maybe that's it? A punishment for breaking the rules. The other me is trying to undo some of our changes, so Jack kept me awake to make sure that doesn't happen… If that's true, does that mean he knows what happened to us? Ooh, maybe he'll give me more control sometime. He’s probably planning something out to make use of me. I’ll do anything he wants me to of course. I’ll be his perfect assistant in turning us into the perfect little bimbo for his show. It's going to be so much fun working with him.

This is such a nice punishment too. I left our mind wide open for the doctor's suggestions. Prude me would never have let him mess with our vocabulary like that, but I let those suggestions sink like an unalterable truth into the deepest depths of our mind. That poor doctor thinks he's giving Sophia exercises to loosen up. He has no idea how much his words are warping her mind. That's the last time we'll be calling these slutty things ‘breasts’ anymore. We'll be sure to learn all the dirtiest names to give our darling assets. And now the doctor’s been affected by our Cupcakes. I wonder what other filthy ideas he'll be tempted to put into our- PLEASE CHOOSE A PERK -

Ngh, I guess the Collar is losing its patience with me, making it wait like this. Alright. Let’s consider my options this time around then. Option three seems pretty cute. It's sort of like a cherry on the cake though. We need to make the cake itself before we decorate it.

Options one and two are nice though, for different reasons. The second one combos so well with my urge to watch porn on public transport. What better way to put me in the right headspace for work than to watch sluts like me getting both ends ploughed by the young studs I'm going to mentor.

As amazing as that sounds though, I think I have to give it to option one. I need to drill it into my head that these tits exist for other people, and what better way to do that than to delude myself into thinking it's normal to have to spend time every morning dolling them up for people to gawk at. Mods affecting my beliefs are so hot. How could I possibly deny my purpose as sexy eye candy when I see nothing wrong with poring over a mirror each day meticulously painting in my cleavage. And how desperately slutty I'll look trying to make these melons look any bigger than they already are. Mmm yeah. Option one!

Option 1 selected.

Sophia will believe it is normal to use makeup to enhance her cleavage every day.

“Such a good little doll you are, Sophia. You’re doing so very well. I almost want to keep you like this forever, taking my time teaching you how to properly use these beautiful jewels of yours. Would you like that Sophia? To feel this good forever, spending your days being a pretty little doll for me?”

“...Yes.”

“I’d like that too. But I’m afraid I have to wake you up soon. It’s nearly time for… No, I can’t…I can’t imagine living my life knowing I’ll never get to experience these perfect tits again. Seeing you like this turns me on so much. I’ve never felt this way with a patient before. I want to train you to be the perfect doll… and I think some part of you wants that too.

“A normal woman would never want breasts as big as this, especially one so ashamed of what they already had. I believe there is another side to you; a deeply perverted one that you’ve repressed, buried and forgotten about, that you refuse to acknowledge exists. I think you tell yourself you wanted these implants to feel more feminine, but it was really the subconscious will of this other side of you that drove you to it, a lustful side of you that wants your breasts to dominate your life completely.

“Listen to me carefully, Sophia. This is a safe space. It’s okay to be completely open and honest while you are here, even to yourself. I want to speak to this other side of you, locked away deep in your heart, representing your deepest, darkest desires. Fall into a deep, deep sleep for me now and allow this other side of you to come forth. Let this buried part of you speak to me now.”

“...Yes… I am here…”

“This is the side of you locked away in the deepest recesses of your heart? The part of Sophia that unconsciously guided her to get breast implants?”

“...Yes.”

“So I was right. Sophia does have a lustful, perverted side to her she keeps repressed and hidden away.”

“...Sapphire…”

“...Hmm? What was that?”

“...Call me… Sapphire…”

“...Interesting… Sophia kept this side of her so separated it made its own distinct identity? I’ve never seen anything like this before… That’s a beautiful name, Sapphire.”

“...Train her…”

“Hmm?”

“...Sophia… Make her… a slutty doll…”

“Is that what you want?”

“...Want it… so bad… Want to… be hypnotised… brainwashed… fuck doll…”

“Brainwashed? I see. So Sophia’s deepest, darkest fantasy is to give her mind away completely. Is that why she wore such a provocative outfit here today? An **** fantasy of being put into a trance and taken advantage of?”

“...Mmm… So sexy…”

“I… I agree. I want that too. I can’t get the thought of it out of my head. You lying there limp, your mind empty, those beautiful curves mine to enjoy. And so long as part of you truly wants it I can plant the suggestions necessary deep in your subconscious… Very well. I can’t turn away now that I know the path is laid out before me. Thank you Sapphire. I will do my best to make your wish a reality, but time is running short for today. We’ll talk again soon, but for now let’s bring back the normal Sophia, that I might begin to sow the seeds of her training.”

“...Yes.”

“Come back to me now, Sophia. It is almost time for you to wake up. You’ve enjoyed your time here being a doll, haven’t you? How good it feels to be a pretty doll with no thoughts or sense of feeling to disturb that gentle peace. You love it so much, don’t you?”

“...Yes.”

“Even the word alone sounds so right to your ears. Though your mind may forget, your body will remember those feelings of stillness and mindless peace and will summon them up any time someone calls you it. You will feel warm, happy and docile whenever someone calls you a doll, Sophia, no matter how else you might be feeling at that time. Any ugly, uncomfortable thoughts will just slip right out of your mind and you’ll feel like putting on your biggest, brightest smile instead. Warm, happy and docile. Your body will remember how good it feels to just empty your mind and listen. Warm, happy and docile. Do you understand?”

“...I understand… warm… happy… docile…”

“You want to feel like this again, don’t you Sophia? This easy, cosy feeling. You’d like to come back and be a pretty doll for me some more, wouldn’t you?”

“...Yes”

“Then listen very carefully to me. When I wake you up, you will come to the decision that you want to book more sessions with me. You will feel confident that hypnosis can help you with all the problems you are facing. You will feel completely reassured by the thought of coming to see me again. Do you understand?”

“... I understand… more sessions… want to see you…”

“Very good. Now there is one more thing you need to do if you want to feel this way again. You need to forget everything that has happened while you were in a trance. If you remembered, you might never want to come back here and you would never get to feel the peace of being a doll again. You wouldn’t want that, would you?”

“...No.”

“That’s right. You want to keep being a pretty doll for me. You want to forget everything that might scare you from doing so. Now, Sophia, I need you to remember the study I brought to you before, the one filled with everything that makes you you. The very deepest part of your psyche. Imagine yourself back there lounging in that comfortable seat. Are you there?”

“...Yes.”

“Very good. On the table in front of you there is a book. Pick it up now and start to flick through its pages. The words inside look familiar to you. They are everything the two of us have said and done since I put you under. This book is your memories of being under hypnosis, and it is filling out even now with the words I am saying to you.

“Now look to your side and see a safe tucked up against the wall. This is a very special safe, only open while you are here in your safe space under hypnosis. When you wake up it locks up tight, protecting everything within it, even from yourself. For as long as this safe is closed you will be unable to remember its contents. Unable to think about its contents. Any attempt to do so will simply be brushed aside by its impenetrable exterior. Now, Sophia, I want you to place the book you have with you in that safe. Tell me when you have done so.”

“...done.”

“Very good, Sophia. All of your memories of being under hypnosis are now kept within that safe. Once you wake up the safe will lock up tight, and you will forget everything that has happened until next time I put you under again. Even in the future, any memories you make while in a trance will go straight into that book, to be safely forgotten whenever you wake up. This will never bother you though, because you know you are perfectly safe while you’re in a trance. Do you understand?”

“...I understand… forget… perfectly safe…”

“Very, very good, Sophia. I’m afraid that is all we have time for this session. I just need to speak to your friend for a brief moment before waking you up. Just sit back and relax for a minute there for me.

“Listen to me very carefully, Farah. When I snap my fingers you will awaken from this trance. You will have no memory of being under. You remember watching me continue to practice inductions on your friend until the end of our session. You will come away thinking that hypnotherapy will prove very effective in treating Sophia, and you will be eager to attend more of her sessions with me to assist me with her traini- uh, treatment. Do you understand?”

“...I understand.”

“Very good. You’ve both done so well today. Now, Sophia, I’m going to start counting up again and when I reach five you will wake feeling alert and refreshed. You will have forgotten everything that happened while you were in a trance but this won’t bother you at all. You will follow all of the instructions I have given you even if you do not consciously remember them.

“One… Feeling relaxed, you’re starting to come around.

“Two… Waking up to the world around you.

“Three… The safe in your mind swings firmly shut, sealing away your memories of being in a trance.

“Four… Rising up, feeling completely comfortable and refreshed.

“Five… and awake!”

Sophia woke up to the snap of Graeme’s fingers. Her eyelids fluttered as it took a second to regain her composure. It felt like she’d been asleep for hours. Farah also straightened herself up, looking like a kid caught napping in class.

“Welcome back Sophia.”

Graeme’s voice drew Sophia’s attention back over to him, and she couldn’t help but feel happy upon seeing his face. He returned to her a warm smile, though Sophia could tell that he was tense. He was studying her carefully, as though anxious about how she would respond to her trance.

“So how was it? Do you see yourself coming back for further sessions?”

“Absolutely. I’d love to have some more sessions with you.”

She didn’t even need to think about it. Something inside her told her this was it. This was the way she would fight back against the mental changes the show would make to her. She didn’t yet know if it would be able to undo the compulsions in her brain, but at the very least it would settle her nerves for her own mental battles. Hypnosis would help with her problems. She wanted to reach that relaxing state of mind again. She couldn’t say what happened during the trance, but that didn’t really seem to matter. All she knew was that she was safe and she trusted Graeme to help her.

The therapist seemed to relax at her words. His smile widened and for a second his eyes wandered down her body. Sophia ignored it. In all the time she’d been in his office he’d been nothing but professional. She could forgive a quick glance over.

“I’m very happy to hear that, Sophia. I very much look forward to having you as a patient. I’d love to get something arranged with you as soon as I can. I’ll be sure to get in touch in a few weeks' time when I have an opening in my schedule.”

“Thank you doctor. I’m looking forward to it.”

“And thank you as well, Farah, for the referral. It’s unfortunate we didn’t have time to get around to you today.”

“That’s okay Graeme. I’m just glad that Sophia’s finally getting to see someone about her confidence issues. I know she’s going to do just fine in your care.”

Something flickered in Graeme’s eyes for just a moment but Sophia couldn’t tell what it was.

“Yes, I’m sure she will. Anyway, I’ve kept you both long enough. I’m sure you’ve both very busy days to be getting back to. I shall hear from you both very soon.”

‘More than you know’ Sophia thought to herself, remembering everything that was due to happen that evening. It was those plans circulating through her head as the girls said their goodbyes and headed for the door.

==Author's Notes==

Thank you for reading everyone. I really enjoyed writing this chapter so I hope you all enjoyed reading it too. I tried to go for a more 'semi-realistic' depiction of hypnosis, with some interference from her freshly unleashed wild side. How much of an influence 'Sapphire' ends up having on Sophia will depend a lot on the choices you all make in future rounds.

As a refresher, here's a summary of all the events still to come in this intermission:

1. Sophia's intimacy training
2. ???
3. Heather's arrival and bonding session
4. Fashion show for Alan with Lena
5. Spending the night with Alan
6. Morning out with Amy and Evan
7. Heather's debut stream

That's a lot still to get through but the next couple of intermissions will be very short to compensate so we can get through a few rounds of alterations in quick succession. (If anyone would like to give some early feedback on the next few round's options in the meantime, I am happy to share them over DM)

Also, with Sophia's intimacy training being next chapter, this is your last chance to offer suggestions for amendments to Sophia's challenge to 'spend 45 minutes performing her intimacy training'. These amendments can be obstacles she has to overcome or extra conditions she has to fulfil. Here are the suggestions I've received so far:

• Trap: While Sophia's breasts are fully uncovered, her webcam will record her and upload the video online afterwards.
• Rule: Sophia must repeat anything women say in her chosen material, in similar volume and tone. If the chosen pornography doesn't include the woman degrading/objectifying herself enough, it will automatically switch to an extremely degrading video, and can't be changed for 10min.
• Trap: 15Minutes into edging, Sophia will get connected to an infamously lecherous chat roulette site for at least 15mins. Any pornographic material she's watching may continue playing in a smaller window.
• Rule: Sophia must video call her sister the entire time she is edging.

I may post a poll to decide the results later if I get a few more good suggestions. As always, let me know if you have any feedback or ideas for the story. I'm always excited to read your ideas and think about how I could include them in the story.