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"How do you feel?" Lynn asked. "Relaxed," I said. Lynn smiled. "That's good," she said, "but it looks like there's a part of you that's still pretty wound up," and reached out for my dick. I hadn't even realized it, but she was right. "I'll take care of that for you now, so that you can relax." Her mouth engulfed my dick, and she started sucking in earnest, noisily. It felt incredible. As I looked down at her, I realized how lucky I was to have her as a therapist; she'd accomplished so much in only one session. I also started realizing... Lynn was pretty hot.

In fact, I think her breasts were just as big as the fat woman's. And her butt was about as big too. And I knew I liked big breasts and butts. Was I... getting turned on by Lynn? I realized I was. What an incredible coincidence, to realize this afternoon I was into people who looked exactly like my therapist. I basked in happiness and pleasure. I wasn't going to last long against her. I told her how I felt, and she pulled back from my dick, keeping her head right under it and her tongue stuck out.

"Flatterer," she said, batting her eyelashes. It felt good to make Lynn happy. "Well if that's how you feel... You can cum in my mouth," she said blissfully. I did. She kept her mouth open and swirled the cum in it, some leaking out onto her massive tits.

Eventually, she closed her mouth and swallowed. She was so beautiful and sensual.

"Alright, now you do have to forget all of this. But I want you to remember at least what you've discovered about your preferences. And before we meet again, make sure to masturbate to women who look like the last photo, and compare them to masturbating to skinnier women. You _will _cum harder for the fatter women with the bigger breasts and butts." The last sentence again sounded somewhat commanding, but it sounded like something I wanted to do anyway, so why not? "And when you're masturbating to those fatter, hotter women," she said, with a naughty grin, "Make sure to think about me, too." It didn't seem hard to think about Lynn sexually, after everything we'd just done. I nodded. "Now, let's get your pants back on, sit you back down, and then..." I started to drift off.

I woke up feeling completely refreshed and relaxed — more relaxed than I'd felt in a while. "Wow," I said, marveling. Lynn sat in her chair, smiling. "Remember much?" she asked. "Pretty much nothing," I admitted. "That's alright," she said, smiling, "it's pretty common to forget what happens when you're under the trance. What's important is I think we've started to come to the bottom of what's going on."

That was news to me, but also felt right, somehow. "What is it?" I asked.

"Well, it seems like when your wife was pregnant, you discovered... things in your sex life you liked. And maybe some of that's not there as much anymore." That made sense: Jane and I had a lot of sex when she'd been pregnant, and it had fallen off after. I couldn't quite put my finger on what I liked, but I'm sure I'd come to it. Amazing that Lynn had started to narrow in on something like that after only one session.

"Would you like to schedule our next appointment?" she asked.

"Definitely," I said. I felt so relaxed and at ease after the session, and was impressed that we'd started honing in on something. Lynn walked over to her desk, and... Was I staring at her ass? I averted my gaze slightly, but felt a surprising warmth in my groin. Well, it was pretty big... I stole another glance. Lynn was bent over her desk, looking at a calendar, ass up invitingly. I could feel my mouth almost start to water. God damn.

"John?" Lynn asked, craning her neck to look at me. Oops. Busted, I had no idea what she'd just said. "Uh, haha, sorry, what was that?" I asked sheepishly. She smiled. "Which day works for you?" she asked, apparently for a second time. I quickly checked my schedule. "This Thursday," I said; today was already Tuesday, but this had been good enough that I wanted another session in ASAP. "Thursday it is," she said, and walked back over to me. She hugged me and leaned in for another European-style kiss, and... Whoa, I suddenly realized how large and soft her tits were, pressed up against me. I was briefly mesmerized, and snapped out of it. What was going on with me all of a sudden?

"See you then," I offered, and turned towards the door quickly. Hopefully I wasn't yet sporting enough of a boner for her to notice. Damn, something had me really riled up. She took my arm and walked me out, and I drove home, trying to bat away dirty thoughts of my old, overweight therapist. Who had huge boobs and a delectable ass... Alright, I just needed to jerk one out and get whatever this is out of my system. Luckily no one was home, so I went upstairs to the computer to do what needed to be done.