(The spirals are there; you just need to look pretty hard at the eyes!)
Dr. Chris was the most excited they had been for a very long time. One of their celebrity crushes, John Cena, was due to come in today, as a new guest requested him for a personal fantasy. However, they had to get through another session with Lou first. Lou was fucking hot, don’t get them wrong. But even he couldn’t hold a candle to John. He did arrive on time, and since they had given John such a large window of time, Chris immediately launched into the Celebworld script.
“Lou, you will no longer 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, ‘Arierom’. Wake up.”
Chris then sent Lou on his way, ready to get processed. Trevor, sometimes literally throwing money down drains, because he could, decided to build a mobile processing unit on the private job, so fantasies could be fulfilled immediately. Trevor was also one of the most philanthropic people Chris had ever known, and his rule was that he only flushed one dollar bills. This thought process helped to distract Chris as they were waiting for John. It was towards the end of the time frame that he rushed in, sweaty and in his wrestling khakis.
“I’m so sorry, Dr. Chris! WWE called me in for a surprise promo, and those take fucking forever. That’s why I had to give you such a large time slot.”
“No problem, John. You are quite the busy individual. Please, come on in, take a seat, tell me what’s on your mind.”
“It’s Nikki. I honestly fucking love her, doc, but my mind and heart aren’t syncing up.”
“Is this because of the kid issue circulating around?”
“Yes, but there’s a lot more that we keep private. Like the fact she likes titjobs, and they’ve lost the appeal to me.”
“I see. So you’re hoping to use hypnotherapy to get your brain to think what your heart is feeling?”
“Perfect! 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. John, 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.”
John’s eyes then opened, and despite the small size of them, Chris could tell he was under.
“John, your brain will be fine with whatever your heart desires around Nikki. You will embrace everything she wants, and love whatever she wants you to.”
“I will do whatever Nikki wants of me.”
“Strip completely for me,” then ordered Chris. They had naturally seen him shirtless before, and his ass in Trainwreck, so the only thing left was his cock. It would also truly answer the question of whether those muscles were real. To Chris’ complete and utter shock, John had a pretty good sized dick. It wasn’t a monster flaccid, but it certainly wasn’t the micropenis they were expecting a person like him to have. They wondered if he used steroids for his penis, but they didn’t know if those even existed.
Their next request was, of course, “Jerk off for me until completion.”
“Yes, Master.” Chris watched as John’s cock revealed itself to be a grower. It wasn’t the most distinct difference Chris had ever seen, but the man’s cock constantly surprised them. In another fun twist, despite its somewhat large size, John only needed one hand, as that too was much larger than a normal human’s hand. Chris brought our their cock for the first time in a long time, and jacked off to this, while making sure the cameras were still rolling. John eventually came, but it was somewhat lackluster. There wasn’t a big explosion of pent-up cum; it just dribbled down the side of his cock, mostly.
“When I say ‘wake up’, you will do so, and not have any conscious memory of this session. Your subconscious will remember everything. 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.”
“Wait,” said John, upon waking up. “It actually fucking worked! Thank you so much! I can’t wait to tell all my friends about your awesome work!”
“Please do! And clean up your cock for me before you go, okay? It’s a bit messy.”
“Of course!” Chris watched as one of their biggest crushes got up and ready to leave. Normally, they would try to keep their excitement to themselves, but it was just so fucking exciting. And they realized that John could still help out Make-a-Wish. Family weekends so far were pretty profitable. Quite a few celebs aren’t mingling or in fantasies at this time, because they weren’t popular, but John would definitely provide a great selling point.