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The Sissy Boy Hypno Treatment
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Arthur
He is a sissy boy seeking Hypnopod therapy to become a submissive boy. He is curious,selfcritical,and determined. Arthur struggles with his dominant personality and desires to be submissive. He finds a therapist who helps him through hypnosis and sees significant changes in himself. He learns to accept his sissy side and feels relieved and empowered by the transformation.
Dr. Kathryn
She is a therapist specializing in hypnotherapy for submissive orientation. She is professional,empathetic,and authoritative. Dr. Kathryn works with Arthur through hypnosis sessions to help him transition from a dominant to a submissive mindset. Her approach focuses on altering his selfperception and behavior to accommodate his desired role as a submissive boy. Her guidance and support are instrumental in Arthur's personal growth and selfacceptance.
Liz
She is Dr. Kathryn's assistant and helps during the therapy sessions. She is friendly,supportive,and observant. Liz plays a role in making Arthur feel comfortable during his visits,especially by acknowledging his sissy side openly. Her presence and interactions with Arthur showcase her understanding and acceptance of his journey,contributing to a welcoming environment for his transformation.
I was lying on the couch in Dr. Kathryn's office, my head resting on a soft pillow.
My sissy assistant Liz was sitting in the corner, quietly watching me.
I knew that I was in good hands.
Dr. Kathryn was one of the few therapists who knew how to treat a sissy boy properly.
She had helped countless sissies like me to find their true calling as submissive boys.
And now, it was my turn.
"Are you ready, Arthur?"
Dr. Kathryn asked me in her soothing voice.
"Yes, Doctor."
I replied, hardly able to contain my excitement.
"Very well, let's begin."
Dr. Kathryn sat down next to me and took out a small device that looked like an iPod.
"This is a Hypnopod."
She explained.
"A what?"
I asked, utterly confused.
"A Hypnopod."
Dr. Kathryn repeated.
"It's a device that sends specific sound waves into your brain."
She smiled at me.
"It will help you to relax and focus your mind."
"Okay," I said, still a bit skeptical.
"Now, let's put it on."
Dr. Kathryn placed the Hypnopod on my forehead and turned it on.
At first, I didn't feel anything.
But then, I started to feel a strange tingling sensation on my forehead.
Dr. Kathryn got up and retrieved a medical chart from her desk.
She sat back down next to me and opened the chart.
The Hypnopod was still humming against my skin, and I could feel the tingling sensation spreading across my face.
Dr. Kathryn showed me some diagrams in the chart.
They were pictures of a man's body, with different parts highlighted in red.
"These are the areas where hormone therapy will have the most effect."
She explained.
"Your breasts will grow, your hips will widen, and your skin will become softer."
I looked at the pictures, fascinated by the changes that would take place in my body.
"And what about my bladder control?"
I asked Dr. Kathryn.
"Ah, yes."
She said, pointing to another diagram in the chart.
"As you can see, your bladder will be affected by the hormone therapy as well."
I looked at the picture, and I saw that my bladder was highlighted in red.
"It may become more difficult for you to control your bladder," Dr. Kathryn explained.
"But don't worry, we have procedures in place to help you manage that."
I nodded, still looking at the picture of my bladder.
Liz came over to us and stood next to Dr. Kathryn.
"Arthur, can you please sit up for me?"
Dr. Kathryn asked me.
I sat up on the couch, and Liz took out a measuring tape from her pocket.
"Arthur, I need to take your measurements," she said. "Okay," I replied, still feeling the tingling sensation from the Hypnopod on my forehead.
Liz began to measure my waist and hips with the measuring tape.
She wrote down my measurements in a pink notebook that she had brought with her.
"Thank you, Arthur," she said when she was finished.
Dr. Kathryn closed my medical chart and set it aside on her desk.
"Now, let's talk about your bladder control," she said to me.
"As I mentioned earlier, hormone therapy may affect your ability to control your bladder."
I nodded, remembering what she had said earlier.
"But don't worry, we have procedures in place to help you manage that."
She smiled at me reassuringly.
"For example, we can provide you with adult diapers to wear."
She got up and opened a cabinet behind her desk.
Inside, rows of neatly stacked packages awaited my decision.
My hand trembles as I extend it toward the neatly stacked diaper packages in Dr. Kathryn's cabinet.
The Hypnopod's gentle vibrations make my movements feel sluggish, dreamlike.
Dr. Kathryn nods encouragingly while Liz scribbles something in her pink notebook.
I touch the plastic packaging, feeling its crinkly texture.
The package shows a cartoon character wearing thick padding, smiling contentedly.
My fingers curl around the edge, and I notice the size matches the measurements Liz took earlier.
The package feels light in my trembling hands as I examine the pastel patterns decorating the plastic wrapping.
Dr. Kathryn steps closer, placing her hand on my shoulder.
She explains the absorbency levels and features of the diapers, her voice sounding distant through the Hypnopod's vibrations.
Liz approaches with the measuring tape still in her hand.
She demonstrates how to position the diaper correctly, using a mannequin on the counter for illustration.
My fingers trace the adhesive tabs through the packaging as Dr. Kathryn asks if I'm ready to try one on.
Still holding the diaper package, I stumble as the floor beneath me trembles.
The Hypnopod's vibrations intensify against my forehead, making my vision blur.
Medical charts flutter off Dr. Kathryn's walls while Liz grabs her pink notebook before it slides off the desk.
The cabinet doors rattle, causing stacks of diapers to topple onto the floor around my feet.
Dr. Kathryn steadies herself against the wall, her eyes widening as a grinding noise comes from behind the cabinet.
The wood paneling splits with a sharp crack, revealing darkness beyond.