Do it

"Alright, here goes nothing," you say, holding up the string with the coin attached. You can't help but find this a little ridiculous that he does this for his job, but the look of joy on his face keeps you going. "Nick, I want you to focus all your attention on the coin," you say in a steady, reassuring tone. "As you watch it sway gently in front of you, your eyelids start to feel heavy."

Nick's eyes fixate on the coin, his brow relaxing as he becomes entranced by its movements. The room seems to fade away, leaving only you and the coin in his field of vision.

"Ten," you begin, your voice smooth and comforting. "You're becoming more and more relaxed with every number I count. The world around you fades as you sink deeper into this calm state."

"Oooo that's good, I should add that into my rountine." Nick says looking at you.

"Nick!" you say and he snaps back to the coin. "Ten," you say restarting the count,"

Nick's breathing slows, his body sinking into the chair, as if it's molding to his form.

"Nine," you continue, your words carrying a sense of tranquility. "Every sound around you, every thought that's not related to the coin, simply melts away. There is only the coin and the sound of my voice."

A serene expression spreads across Nick's face, his muscles easing into a state of complete relaxation.

"Eight," you intone, the rhythm of your countdown lulling him further into the trance. "As you keep watching the coin, you might start to notice a warmth spreading from the top of your head, all the way down to your toes."

Nick's head tilts slightly as if he's beginning to experience the sensation you've described.

"Seven," you say, your voice a soft caress. "Your mind is open and receptive, like a blank canvas, ready to paint new thoughts and experiences."

Nick's eyes remain fixed on the coin, his focus unbroken.

"Six," you whisper, a sense of anticipation building. "With every breath you take, you feel more and more at ease. Any tension or stress you've carried with you starts to dissolve."

Nick's shoulders visibly relax, his body language radiating calmness. You weren't exactly sure where all these words were coming from, but it was like they were flowing out of you as if you had done this many times before.

"Five," you continue, your tone soothing. "The world outside this room doesn't matter right now. All that matters is the coin and the journey it's taking you on."

A faint smile graces Nick's lips, a sign that he's fully embracing the trance.

"Four," you murmur, your voice like a gentle breeze. "Your thoughts are slowing down, your mind and body flooding with a feeling of serenity."

Nick's expression grows even more peaceful, his breathing steady and deep. You look down as you speak and see a hard-on forming in Nicks pants. He certainly must be relaxed.

"Three," you say, the numbers guiding him deeper. "You're safe and secure, wrapped in this cocoon of relaxation and receptivity."

Nick's eyelids droop slightly, his gaze fixed but unfocused.

"Two," you breathe, your voice wrapping around him like a soft embrace. "Your mind and body are aligned, working together in perfect harmony."

Nick's breathing is barely audible now, his body seemingly weightless.

"And one," you whisper, your voice a gentle echo in the stillness. "You are completely relaxed, open to the suggestions that will follow. Your subconscious mind is ready to explore and embrace new possibilities."

Nick's eyes have fully closed now, his breathing rhythmic and steady. He's completely immersed in the hypnotic trance, his mind open to the journey ahead.

"Say your name," you say.

"Nick," he replies, quickly. hmmm, you hadn't thought much about what you'd make him do.

"Stand up" you say and he does. You repeat a few commands, making him do the chicken dance, flex his muscles, and so on. You knew he could be faking it all. You have to do something Nick wouldn't normally do.