Chris was ready. They were hypnotizing celebs left and right to meet up with the high demand of guest requests. This meant a total work-around of their schedule, so Austin Mahone was up next to be hypnotized. The Celebworld candidates would be a bit trickier, as it would need to be back-to-back now to keep up. Today was the exception, though, so Austin saw a very angry David Beckham walking into the office building. He was walking very fast, so Austin didn’t hear the beginning of Chris and David’s conversation.
“A bloody week! Back in England, I went monthly and that worked out just fine for me, thank you!” Chris then SNAPPED, which shut David up real quick.
“David, 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-mutilation. 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 to you. I lock this in with the word, ‘Mahkceb’. Wake up.” David did so, much calmer than when he walked in. “Leave this way. Your driver and pilot have already been replaced with Celebworld plants, so you will not experience any issues traveling to the island.” David left that way as Chris invited Austin in.
“Hello, Dr. Chris. Do you have a last name?”
“I do, but it’s Polish and French. It’s ridiculously long and hard to pronounce, even for people with my last name, so Dr. Chris is fine.”
“So, what brings you in today?”
“I’m hoping that your hypnotism can help with my confidence issues.”
“You’re the first one to read the whole email, Austin. Can you explain more about your confidence issues?”
“I haven’t released any music over here in the States because I’m so fucking scared that I’ll be just another cog in the wheel. I have nothing to really separate me from the crowd.”
“Well, you are already famous, so you at least have a fanbase.”
“But it’s more of my musicality. I haven’t done a drastic change like Justin, Zayn, or JT did. I still sound the same, and that fucking scares me.”
“I see. Let’s get started on the hypnosis then. I want you to lie down and 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. Austin, I will now 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.”
Austin’s eyes fluttered open, and they were filled with orange.
“Austin, you will no longer have any confidence issues. You know that people will still enjoy your music here in the United States, even if it is just cookie-cutter pop.”
“I no longer have any confidence issues.”
“Strip for me.”
“Yes, master.” Chris had seen Austin shirtless countless times before, but never a full monty. He enjoyed the sight of Austin stripping naked, revealing his adequately sized 3″ flaccid cock.
“Jerk off for me.”
“Yes, master.” Chris watched as Austin masturbated, only to reveal that his cock was a measly 6″ flaccid. While it was above average, it was towards the very low end of the celebrity scale. He made up for it in ejaculation, though, with one of the largest streams Chris had ever seen. He double-checked the camera feed to make sure it recorded that glorious cum shot.
“Clean it up,” Chris ordered. Austin did so, eating most of his cum spread throughout his chest. Chris provided wipes to clean up the surfaces that were not his body. Once that was done, Chris finished.
“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.” Austin did so, the spiral disappearing.
“Wow, doc! I feel so free! Did it actually work?”
“I believe it did. Let’s just follow-up tomorrow to make sure that this isn’t a fluke and your confidence issues have been fixed.”
“And my co-pay will cover that session as well?”
“Yes,” replied Chris, who had never got a cost question from a celeb before. “And remember to get dressed before you leave.”
“Of course!” Chris was confident that Austin would leave of his own accord, so they went into their office and brought up today’s tapes. The cumshot was recorded in all of its glory. He forwarded the video to Trevor. He was planning a cumpilation of all the celebs on the island, and he would love this. Chris then spent more time adjusting his schedule for the requests.