From news.ICSI.Net!news.sprintlink.net!news.uoregon.edu!news.sol.net!uniserve!news.mindlink.net!van-bc!news.cyberstore.ca!math.ohio-state.edu!uwm.edu!vixen.cso.uiuc.edu!howland.reston.ans.net!EU.net!news.eunet.fi!anon.penet.fi Sat Feb 10 19:48:08 1996 Message-ID: <081332Z08021996@anon.penet.fi> Path: news.ICSI.Net!news.sprintlink.net!news.uoregon.edu!news.sol.net!uniserve!news.mindlink.net!van-bc!news.cyberstore.ca!math.ohio-state.edu!uwm.edu!vixen.cso.uiuc.edu!howland.reston.ans.net!EU.net!news.eunet.fi!anon.penet.fi Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.tg From: an121917@anon.penet.fi X-Anonymously-To: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.tg Organization: Anonymous forwarding service Reply-To: an121917@anon.penet.fi Date: Thu, 8 Feb 1996 08:07:20 UTC Subject: New - TG/Hypno - Mind - Part 3 of 8 Lines: 614 Xref: news.ICSI.Net alt.sex.stories:126256 alt.sex.stories.tg:2164 MIND.TXT by Waldo This is a story about hypnosis, transgender, and identity swapping. It includes a lot of sex. If you are underage or those concepts bother you, don't read it. Chapter 3. Steph showed up on time. Which was a first for her. And she was in a very good mood. Which was also unusual for her. "How was your jog this morning?" I asked. "It was good. I really enjoyed it after I got started. I slowed Amanda down but she was very patient and worked with me. She showed me how to pace myself and how to breath. I felt so alive and tingly after we finished. I experienced what they call a runner's high. I just hope that I am not so sore that I can do it again tomorrow." she said. "Good. Glad that you enjoyed it. How is the project coming?" "Great. Amanda likes what I have designed and I started calling some contractors today to lock in scheduling and prices. The first contractor starts in two days and we should be finished in less than two weeks. This office is going to look fantastic. Amanda is spending some money to do it correctly and she really likes my design. I like her also. We spent a lot of time today just talking and becoming friends. After this job is over, I want to see her socially frequently. I know that you like her. Just don't drool everytime that you see her. She also got her first two clients today. Me. And I made Val sign up also to help her build up her self-confidence. I signed up for the smoking cure and have not felt a need for a cigarette yet. She says that my need to smoke is very deep and that it will take several sessions to get the deep physical and psychological needs under control. What do you think of that?" she said. "Great. If she can get you to quit smoking, then she will become my best friend." I responded as I toasted Steph with my drink. "It was so easy. She had me sit back in a comfortable chair and concentrate on a spot on the wall as she talked to me. I don't remember falling asleep and just remember that I felt so relaxed. When she told me to wake up, I didn't feel as if I was asleep and told her so. She laughed and said that I was an easy subject but that I was very stubborn and would be difficult to convince to quit smoking. Can you believe that I haven't had a smoke in over six hours?" she asked smiling. "Yes. I can. And thank you for trying. You don't know how much I want you to quit. Keep up the sessions as long as you need to and I will pay for them." I said. "They are free. I am trading some extra services for the sessions. After tomorrow morning's jog session, Valerie will join us and we will start the decorating modifications." she said. We spent the rest of the meal talking about different things and enjoying each other's company. She seemed so alive and vibrant. More like the old Steph that I had fell in love with. Certainly not like the current bitch that I have been living with for the last several years. Chapter 4 I got mad at LayWanda the next morning. I arrived at work as the dock men were unloading a truck that I was not expecting. After looking at the invoices, I discovered that LayWanda had bought a truck load of stuff that I had not been aware of. We buy a lot of truckloads but this particular merchandise is not a fast volume turnover item and I would never buy this much at one time. I stormed into her office and demanded to know what was going on. She explained that the vendor offered a good reduction on truckload volumes and I tried to explain that it would take three years to get rid of that much stock. I left her office mad at her stupidity and she was also mad at me for being so old-fashioned. The rest of the day was no better. I found out that she had called on one of our customers and agreed to set up and maintain a display area on consignment. Not only were we going to stock the area, but we would not get paid until it sold. How can we make money when we operate a business in this fashion? When I got home, I wanted to kick the door in. I was still mad. As I fixed myself a drink, Val came into the kitchen "Hi, John. I heard you come in and it so-so- sounds as if you had a bad day. Steph went to the store and we are finished for the day. Can I join you in a drink?" "Sure, Val. My day was miserable. I wanted to kill LayWanda. I wished I had enough money so I could buy her out. But I don't want to talk about her. How was your day?" I said as I fixed her a gin and tonic. "I had a session with Amanda today. She is very attractive and I feel so ugly when I am around attractive women. I to-told her that I would probably fall in love with her if I was a man. She laughed and said she could arrange for that to occur. That is, for me to become a ma-ma-man. She is very beautiful, friendly and nice. She as-asked me to come over and jog with her so-so-sometime. She is going to have a very nice of-of-office when we fin-fin-fin-finish the remodeling and decorating." she said as she took a sip of her drink. "I can't wait to see what happens with Steph. Did Steph tell you that Amanda is trying to help her quit smoking?" I said. "Yes. I saw how she didn't ne-need to smoke yesterday and how little she smoked today. When I came back with the wallpaper for the outer office, they were just finishing up their session. Then Steph went to the furniture store while I re-measured the windows. Amanda and I ate lunch together. She gave me some tips to help me quit st-stuttering. But as you can hear, I still have my problem." she said. "Val, you know that I love you as a friend and feel that you are the sister that I never had. I will do anything to help you and you know that. I think that you need to find you a good man and you will quit stuttering. You need someone to hold you close, to tell you how much he loves you, and to screw your brains out on a very frequent basis. If I wasn't married to Steph, I would camp out on your doorstep and show you all the tricks that I can do with my tongue. That is tricks I used to be able to do. Steph won't let me practice most of them. But you need something more in life, than going home to those damn cats." I said. "Thanks, John. I know that you are ri-ri-right, but I can't bring myself to get involved with an-an-anyone again and risk getting hurt again. Ralph knew how to hurt me and make me feel bad. Everytime I meet someone, I get so te-te-tense inside and ne-ne- nervous. I screw it up by running away and not letting them get cl-cl-cl-cl-close to me. I get nervous just thinking about meeting someone new." she said. "I talked to Amanda a little today and sh-sh-she asked some very pe-pe-personal questions. I told her about Ralph and what he did to me. She also asked me about my parents and I to-to-told her what my uncle did to me when I was seven years old. She has ways to get you to talk about th-th-things that you don't want to talk about." she said. Before I could say anything else, Steph came in carrying a bag of groceries "Hi, gang. I am back. There was such a crowd at the store. I got some steaks and was thinking about having a barbecue tonight. How about hanging around and joining us Val?" "Thanks, but I need to go home and take care of Ca-ca- Casper. Maybe next time." she said as she finished her drink and picked up her purse. "Are you sure? I bought enough food for several people and we would love to have you join us." said Steph as she put her arm around Val's waist. Val shook her head no and I watched as Steph walked her to her car. They look so much alike that they could pass for sisters. I have seen some of Steph's old pictures when her hair was her normal color, which was the same shade of brown that Val's is. Steph told me that she changed her hair color in college because some people had difficulties telling them apart, except for the boobs and stuttering. Chapter 5 LayWanda didn't screw up the rest of the week. I woke up every morning to find Steph gone. She got up early every morning and went jogging with Amanda. And Val was going with them. Amanda has sure made a difference in our lives. I had to leave town for several days on a buying trip. I was afraid to leave the office leaving LayWanda in charge. But she promised me that she would not do anything without consulting me first. I took my suitcase to work with me because I was going to leave straight from work. I was a little surprised when I got a phone call about ten am and it was Amanda. "Hi, Amanda. Are those two patients giving you hell?" Then before she could respond, I joked "And they both have strong sexual problems. Especially Steph. Val won't give me the opportunity to explore her sexual problems." "You are right John. And that is why I called you. I need to talk with you and get your consent on something. Can you break away and join me for lunch?" I said yes, suggested meeting somewhere, and said bye as I continued working. At the appointed time, I drove to the restaurant she was waiting for me. She had a nice tight skirt on and a blouse that emphasized her blond hair and tan. She smiled when she saw me "Thanks for coming John. I took the liberty of ordering for us and the waiter is supposed to bring you a scotch and water. I know you don't have much time today so let me get right to the point." I pulled up my chair and nodded. She continued "I have spent some time with Steph and Val in my professional capacity. They both have strong problems. And so do you. Your marriage is over. It is a marriage on the books only. Steph no longer feels anything for you and it is only a matter of time before she gets mad enough to leave you. Are you aware of this?" I waited until the waiter sat my drink on the table and left. Then I said "You are right. We both know it is over but we keep lying to ourselves and trying to maintain the farce. I don't want to become single and get back into the dating game because I like being married, but we can't go on as we are now." "I agree. Steph allowed me to hypnotize her so that I could quickly get to the root of her feelings and try to understand her problems. A divorce won't help her major problems. And she won't get married again because she is afraid of sex. She gets more sexual gratification from observing sex than participating in it. Only when she watches, can she feel any sexual energy. In college, she used to hide and watch Val and Ralph on a frequent basis. Were you aware of that?" she asked cautiously. I took a slow sip and said "No, but what you are saying makes sense. She frequently pushes Val and myself together and makes encouraging remarks. Looking back, I think that she was trying to get me to have an affair with Val." "You are right. She knows that Val is crazy about you and hides it from you. If you were to take Val in your arms, she would do anything that you wanted. And Steph would be somewhere watching. She feels a little frustrated because you won't screw Val. She quit having sex with you hoping that you would get horny and ravish Val. She really had the den turned into a office so that Val would be at your house more frequently. And she had the spare bedroom decorated so that Val could stay at the house and Steph could sleep in the spare bedroom while you and Val are getting it on. She smokes because she is very sexually frustrated and disappointed in the direction that your marriage is going." "Amanda, I would move Val into my bedroom in a moment but I don't know if Val could accept living in the same house with Steph. And from what I understand of what you just told me, Steph would not be happy unless she was watching Val and me." I said as I leaned over the table. "Correct. I have made an in-depth analysis of both women and they have a inter-twined set of problems. They are each other's problem and also appear to be each other's cure. If Val moved in with you, it would solve only some of their problems and only for a temporary time. I think that their problems would get worse and each of you would go your separate way in less than six months. We need to treat the problem, not the symptoms. And I need your consent to proceed with my treatment plan. But before I go into the details, I want you to know that the therapy that I am getting ready to recommend, is not an approved recommendation of any of the organizations that I belong to. It is part experment, part treament, part luck if it works." "I will do anything. What do you want to do?" I asked, ignoring the food that the waiter just placed in front of us. "Steph has been thinking about seeking professional help for over two years and kept putting it off. Then she met me and she blabbed everything about how her love life has changed over the years and how she wished that it could be as nice as when she first got married. I told her that she could put the thrill back into sex if she wanted to and she was unsure that she could do it. She wants you to be the one to put it back for her. She has a strong personal interest to make sex more interesting for her right now. You must help that interest and do your part to maintain that interest. She must maintain a strong personal interest in you and having sex with you in a manner that satisfies her and satisfies you. If she can't maintain a strong desire to have sex with you, you will probably be replaced by a dildo or by someone else. Do you want to restore your early marriage sex life?" she asked as she crossed her leg. My eyes were temporary diverted to following the smooth contours of her sleek and smooth legs. "Yes and no. I enjoy having sex with her but it is always the same. I would like a little change in our activities once in awhile." I readjusted my pants because I was getting a hard on while discussing sex with this attractive woman. "You want her to give you a blow job once in awhile and to let you eat her out, don't you. But she won't let you. This is just one of her several problems. Are you aware that she is jealous of Val's life style and would love to be Val?" she said as she leaned forward to emphasize her point. My eyes were drawn to her shapely boobs as her blouse parted to allow a little better observation. "No. I find that hard to believe. Val is her best friend. She knows all about Val's problems and there is no reason that she would want to be Val or to have a similar life style." I replied quickly. "Steph is afraid of sex. She enjoys it but cannot bring herself to do things that you have expressed desires for. While she was in college, she hid and watched Val make love to Ralph. She became jealous of Val's boobs and her no-holds barred approach to sex. She watched Val suck cock and rub cum all over her body. She masturbated herself while watching them make love. Later she tried to learn to do the same thing to you, but couldn't bring herself to enjoy it. She used to make love to you and fantasize that she was Val and that she was sucking your cock. But she could never cross that line. Then she started fantasizing that her boobs were larger and looked like Val's boobs. When Val separated from her husband, Steph was secretly happy because she wanted Val to find other boy friends and to watch Val fuck those new boy friends. She encouraged Val to seek out men and to bring them over to your house, where she planned to hide and observe. She would lie in bed, with you sleeping beside her, and imagine that she was Val and free to date anyone that she pleased. She knows that Val can be beautiful if she would change her hair style and clothes, so Steph would image how she would metamorp herself if she was Val. It became a common fantasy for her. Are you aware of that?" she asked, knowing that I was not aware of any of it. I took a stiff swallow of my drink and looked at the almost empty glass as I responded "No. But what you are saying makes sense. I do not find it difficult to believe." "There is more. Steph is jealous of your success. That is why she started her own company and works so hard. She wants to prove to you that she can succeed in business. She thinks that you are where you are because of luck and that if she had the same opportunity, she would be more successful than you are now. She thinks that you are a wimp when it comes to LayWanda and how she runs over you. She thinks that she would understand LayWanda and deal with her better than you have. Steph is also ashamed of how she looks. She is very self-conscious of her lack of boobs. She also wants to have children but is afraid to. That is why she has been secretly taking birth control pills so that she would not get pregnant. And she wants you to have an affair with Val so that she can watch you and her." I ordered another drink and asked "Why are you telling me all of this? I can't look at Steph now or talk to her without thinking about what she says or why she is saying or doing what she is doing. What can I do?" "I am trained to help people. One very accepted method of treatment is role playing where the person takes on the role that they have been fantasizing about and they see that it is not as they imagined it would be. As I thought about how to help your wife, Val came to me and also requested help. Did you know that Val is jealous of your wife and wants to be Steph? That she masturbates herself to sleep some nights pretending that the dildo is your cock? That she slips into your bedroom when she is working at your house alone and smells your underwear? That she tries on Stephanie's clothes and makes herself up to look like Stephanie? That she has masturbated herself on your bed? She went to work with Stephanie because she wanted to be as close as possible to Steph and to you. You are aware that Val's uncle raped her when she was seven and that her parents didn't believe her for almost an year. She developed the stuttering problem and low self esteem by the time that she was eight. She met Steph in college and secretly desired to be her. They look somewhat physically alike, except for the boobs. Both have the same natural hair color and length although Val keeps her hair tied up in that matronly bun; and Steph colors her styled hair. So it was easy for Val to observe Steph and to adopt her personality when she was home. She would comb and brush her hair into Steph's hairstyle and put on make up and one of Steph's old party dresses. Dressed as Steph, she would go into bars and pick up men, introducing herself as Steph. When she was pretending that she was Steph, she would never stutter." "I am stunned. I have known both of these women for over seven years and did not suspect any of this." I asked. "They both have a strong interest in being the other and living the other's life style. I think that they need the opportunity to see how the other person really lives and to experience their dream lifestyle. Then they should make a decision if they want to continue living like that. I propose to you that we let them live their dreams. But they would not do it willingly or they would already have done it. So they will need a little hypnotic help. Both are quite willing subjects and can be convinced easily that they are each other. It would require your utmost cooperation. I suggest that we hypnotize them into thinking that they are each other for two months. Then at the end of the two months, I will restore their true identities to them and let them live their role for another two months. At the end of four months, they should know who they want to be and what it looks like on the other side of the fence. Can I have another drink, please?" she said as the waiter passed our table. Doctor Baker, not Amanda, because she is clearly providing clinical insight, wanted me to participate in a scheme to turn my wife into another woman and to turn the other woman into my wife. What would be the eventual result? Would Val be my wife or Steph? And what would I do when Steph's mother came to visit and found Val thinking that she was Steph. "What can go wrong with this plan?" was my only question. "You will probably wind up with two wives that act and think alike. Steph does not want to leave you, but wants to watch you with someone else. She thinks that the only way that she can see this occur, is to leave you. She picked Val because she knows that you and Val like each other; and she knows that Val has a crush on you. Val needs a man that treats her like a woman and not like an object. She will come out of her shell and develop a normal relationship. The worst thing that could happen, is that each woman decides to live the other woman's life. By us assisting them, we can control the situation and make sure that nothing drastic occurs. I would like to start my hypnotic sessions now and to start the role-playing when you return from your trip. By the way, both Steph and Val signed consent forms allowing me to discuss their case with anyone that I deem necessary to assist with their treatment. If you are wondering if this is legal, it is. I explained that I would probably use a combination of hypnosis and clinical therapy. While this is shaky on Christian principles because of potential further damage, it is quite legal to proceed on this concept. The basis is that all scientific testing is based upon a double blind test concept. A group of subjects might be dying from something and half of the group will be selected to take placebos, with the doctors knowing that what they are doing, could result in the patients death; even though the patient might have a slight chance if the real medicine was taken. Thus it is legally possible to take this approach. Especially since I discussed the potential of doing something this radical with them and obtained their signatures." she said. I didn't know what to say or do. I have never heard of a situation like this and had never anticipated anything like this. What Amanda was saying, sounded very realistic now that I stepped back and thought about other things that supported the concepts that she was proposing. I nodded my head slowly with an affirmative nod. Then I said "How do I know that you can hypnotize them into being each other?" She smiled and said "Most people that have not experimented with hypnotism are not aware of it's potential. There are two basic concepts. Suggestion and trances. Let me give you a suggestion and if it doesn't work, then you can cancel the role-playing before it starts. I will give you a suggestion while we are sitting here in the middle of the restaurant, in plain view of all the patrons. I won't put you to sleep, but will just make a mild suggestion that you will find it difficult to not comply with. If you don't comply with my suggestion, then you can cancel the implementation of the role-playing anytime before we start it. Or after we start it. You will be the one in charge of what happens." I looked around, saw that there were several people in the restaurant, even though no one was paying any attention to us. I decided to call her bluff. "Go ahead and give my suggestion. I accept your conditions and proposal." I said very assure of myself and knowing that I would not be affected by anything that she could try in this crowd. "Before I give you the suggestion, let me make sure that you are aware of what may occur. Think about the concept that I can create a Beethoven but cannot create the legend. Thus, I can tell them that they are someone and they will think that they are that person. But would they re-act as the original person would in the same situation? Not necessary. They would duplicate the action if they knew what the action was. But in this case, they just think that they are the person and will do whatever they feel like doing. Think about artists that re-view their earlier work and how they usually make changes to it because they have another perspective at that time. So I can tell them to have each other memories and to think that they are each other, but what they do, is an independent action based upon their perspective at that moment. Using Beethoven again, I could convince you that you are him, but you would have none of his musical talent and thought process. With today's perspectives, you might think that Beethoven would be doing rap music. So they will be acting on their own violation, making an education guess as to what the real person would do. Ok?" she said. She smiled and said "I want your eyes to follow my explicit directions and your ears to only hear my voice. Look at my lips as I talk. See how full and lush they are. How wet and moist. Watch as I slowly run my tongue over my lip and how my lips glisten with the moisture. Now I want your eyes to slowly move around to my ear. Think about how easy my ear-ring will slide off and how delicious my ear will taste. Move your eyes down to my neck and find a spot that you would like to suck on. See if you can see the moisture on my neck that your tongue would leave. That's good. Now, I am going to lean forward slightly and I want your eyes to look deep into my cleavage. Let your eyes explore the dark area between my breasts and let your imagination transport you between my breasts down to the bottom of my bra. Pretend that your mouth is my bra and it is encircling my boob. It is your tongue that I am feeling around my nipple as you explore my breasts with your mouth. While your tongue is ticking my breast, your hand is exploring the silky smoothness of my thigh and my hose. Now I want you to let go of my breast and come back to your chair so that you are facing me again and let your eyes seek my mouth again. My waiting mouth. My mouth is waiting to taste your cock. But before we can do that, you must look into my eyes. That's it. Look deep within my eyes and see my desire for you. Now I have not hypnotized you but have just prepared you for your suggestion. Your suggestion is that you will maintain a constant hard-on when you are on your trip in your hotel room. As soon as you enter your room, you will get a hard-on and you can not go to sleep at night until you masturbate yourself twice. You will remember this suggestion and will comply with it. Now talk to me." she said. I shook my head and quickly looked around. No one was paying any attention to us. I smiled and said "I like your technique. I would like to see what you use to induce a full blown hypnotic trance. I will remember your suggestion and will let you know what my decision is, regardless of whether or not your suggestion works." She smiled and said "Good, now let's eat. I know that you have to get back to work." --****ATTENTION****--****ATTENTION****--****ATTENTION****--***ATTENTION*** Your e-mail reply to this message WILL be *automatically* ANONYMIZED. 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