Chris was quite busy today. They were driving to a sports seminar, where celebrity athletes had volunteered to see how hypnosis can help them. They also had to call Zac, to get the Celebworld script in his head. They put him on speakerphone.
“Hey, Chris! What’s up?” Zac then heard a loud SNAP, and he went under.
“Zac, you will not remember that you should not be in Celebworld. You will always think that is your home. While you are on the island, you are to remain nude, unless a guest wants you clothed. If a guest does not want you, you will remain in the celebrity village and stay there until you are needed. If you leave, there will be dire consequences. You have the right to refuse extreme desires, such as death or self-mutulation. Anything else that would not cause serious or irreversible damage is fair game. Your new sexual identity is polysexual. You will not care who you have sex with. You will also consume pills with your breakfast daily. These pills will stop the spread of most diseases. I lock this in with the word, ‘Norfe’.” Chris had realized that a second layer was not necessary. As this hypnosis required a specific intonation and cadence, amongst many other details, the commands were firmly locked in, and only in an extreme circumstance would everything line up again correctly. “Wake up,” they ordered. They then hung up, as they didn’t want to be distracted from driving anymore.
Chris pulled up to a small ESPN studio on the outskirts of LA. They didn’t know who was going to be there. A security guard escorted Chris to the conference room where the athletes were located. One good thing about having lots of clout was that their request that only the athletes be present in the room was fulfilled. They went to the front of the room.
“Hello, athletes! I’m Chris, your hypnosis expert today. I specialize in changing celebs’ behaviour for the better. Could we go around introducing ourselves? I’m not much of a sports fan.”
“Jake Ryan. Jimmy Garoppolo. Mike Trout. JJ Watt. Luke Kuechly. Trevor Knight. Ryan Kerrigan.”
“Good. Nice to meet all of you. Normally, I would discuss the issues before I put you under, but for the sake of time, who’s ready to go under?”
All of them raised their hand, but Jimmy asked, “Aren’t some people resistant to hypnosis?”
“Not with my method. I want you to relax. Close your eyes and listen to my voice. You are getting sleepy. You enjoy the sound of my voice. You want to listen to my voice. You want to obey my voice. Athletes, I will count backwards from 5. When I reach 1, you will be completely under my control, and open your eyes.
“5, you are starting to go under.
“4, you’re getting deeper.
“3, I control you now.
“2, no one else matters but me.
“1, I am your master.
“Wake up!” The athletes did so, and seven pairs of orange eyes fluttered open. “Okay, let’s start with Jake.”
“Everyone thinks I’m just a blonde himbo. I want to prove them wrong.”
“Read Plato. Jimmy?”
“Even in San Fran, people still compare me to Brady. It’s a bit demoralizing.”
“You will have high confidence from now on. Mike?”
“I feel like I’m used as a sex object for the MLB. No one seems to care about my baseball prowess anymore.”
“You will no longer think that. JJ?”
“I’m a combination of the sex appeal and brainless himbo, when I’m actually very active in Texas.”
“Well, I can’t help you there, but it won’t matter soon. Luke?”
“Everyone’s so focused on Christian that they barely even look at me.”
“You will no longer feel that way. Trevor?”
“Well, I actually have a lot to discuss. My mother was a-“
“Let me stop you right there, Trevor. I don’t have the time to psychoanalyze your whole life. You’ll be carefree until I see you again. And Ryan?”
“I want to be the QB, but they said I was too muscular for the job.”
“They aren’t wrong, but that thought will go out of your head. When I say ‘wake up’, you will do so, and not have any conscious memory of this session. Your subconscious will remember everything, though. And you will be fine being nude around me, but only in my office. I lock this in with the phrase, ‘Burnt baby powder’. Wake up!” The seven athletes did so, and the orange went away.
“Did it work?” asked JJ.
“It should. I’m handing out my card. I request you come back in a week for a follow-up. This has been worked into your plans, I’ve heard.”
“Will do, doc!” announced Trevor, who felt totally carefree.
“Well, I have to be going. I hope you do well in sports!” they said as they left. Chris did need to leave. Apparently, they and Trevor needed to sign off on all client request forms, and quite a few already came rolling in. Thank goodness they had the afternoon free.