My Funny Farm - Chapter 20 – How To Turn Apples Into Oranges – Part 2 of 2

 

My Funny Farm

by Karen Singer

 

Chapter 20 – How To Turn Apples Into Oranges – Part 2 of 2

 

With the “baby” locked firmly in a sound sleep, Nichole took the time to sit there and let him finish his first bottle, letting the sucking process continue to drop him further and further into an ever-deeper trance.  As she waited, her mind reviewed her plan for him for the day.  She would drop him down into a trance three times that day, and three times she would remove a tiny almost imperceptible amount of his adult intelligence.  Amounts that might not be noticed by anyone for some time yet.  But they were amounts that over time would add up to something big.  And of course, money!

This first session though would have to be mostly about revisiting things from last week and strengthening those concepts.  But there were a few new things she would be doing to him this time too, and one of those things was really major.  Later today, she’d spend time on more new things for him, removing more directly some of his adult ability to do things.

His bottle finished and she pulled it from his lips.  She stuck the pacifier in and watched as he automatically started sucking on it.  Good!  “Suck and relax,” she told him softly.  “Suck and relax.”  She let him be for a few minutes to suck on his pacifier, then she said, “Baby.  Let’s have a bit of a conversation.  Just you and me talking together.  I want you to remain deeply asleep, but open your eyes.”  It took a second, but his eyes opened and looked at her.  “Good baby,” she said.  “Let’s take this thing out of your mouth so we can talk.”  She pulled his pacifier and watched as his lips tried to continue their constant sucking motion.  It was a moment before they stopped.

“Baby,” she said.  “Tell me the truth.  Are you tired yet from having to worry about all your constant worrying about things?  Especially needing to go pee-pee or poo-poo right away so you don’t get hurt.  Tell me yes or no.”

“Yes,” he said immediately.

“Would you like to not have to worry about it anymore?” she asked.

“Yes,” he replied.  “Very much.”

“Good,” she replied.  “Would you like me to help you with that then?”

“Yes!” he told her.  “It’s driving me crazy.”

She chuckled.  Maybe she should leave him that way.  Crazy was what she wanted him to be.  But no, she needed more from him than just that.  “Okay,” she told him.  “Let’s consider working together to fix it so you no longer have to worry about that at all.  Okay?”

“Yes,” he told her again.

“Good,” she said.  “Now there’s two parts to this,” she told him.  “Two things you have to do so you no longer have to worry about any of it anymore.  And baby, the best part is that both of them are so easy.  Both of them should be no problem for you to manage at all.  Are you still interested?”

“Yes,” he told her.

“Good baby.  “Now the first thing is this.  While you lay there, deeply asleep, but still talking to me, I want you to squeeze all those muscles that you would use to stop you from going pee-pee or poo-poo.  Squeeze them hard.”

She was surprised to see a bit of concern come to his face.  “What’s wrong?” she asked.

“Trouble,” he told her.

“What kind of trouble?”

“That thing in my ass.  It’s so big I can’t squeeze at all.”

She chuckled.  “Don’t worry about it.  Just imagine you’re squeezing all those muscles tight.  Are you doing that?”

“Yes,” he replied.

“Good.  Now I want you to imagine that all that squeezing is very, very difficult.  Too difficult.  It’s so hard for you to do.”  She paused for a moment as she watched a bit of concern come to his eyebrows.  “Good baby,” she crooned.  “Now I want you to imagine a big dial in your brain.  One you never knew was there, but now I’m allowing you to see it.  It’s a dial that can be turned from zero up to ten.  It’s the dial that gives you the ability to tighten all those muscles that hold back your pee-pee and your poo-poo, and the dial is turned all the way up to ten right now.  Can you see that big dial now?”

“Yes, I see it,” he told her.

“Good.  Now baby, you didn’t know that dial was there before because it’s not one that you yourself can ever touch or turn at all.  Since you can’t do that, then there was never any reason for you to even know about it.  But I can turn it for you.  That dial is turned to ten right now giving you all the strength in the world to hold back your pee-pee and poo-poo.  When I turn it down your ability will slowly go away.  When it gets down to zero, you will have no ability at all to tighten any of those muscles.  In fact, you will no longer even feel those muscles.  It will be like they’re not even there.  And because they won’t be there, you will not be able to stop yourself from going pee-pee or poo-poo ever again.  Your body will go pee-pee and poo-poo automatically with no help or resistance from you at all.  When that happens, you will start going pee-pee more often and a lot less pee-pee will come out each time, so you never have to worry about your diaper leaking.  When that dial gets down to zero, your worries about it will go down to zero too.  No more control.  No more worries about it.  No more pain because of it.  Instead, you will always feel a huge amount of satisfaction and happiness every time you feel yourself going pee-pee and poo-poo with no resistance from you at all.  Won’t that be nice?”

“Yes,” he replied.

“Okay baby,” she said.  “Now the question is, are you ready for part one of this process so you can lose all that worry about whether or not you have the ability to hold back and keep yourself from going pee-pee or poo-poo like you should?  Do you want me to help you with that and ease those worries for you?”

“Yes,” he replied.  “Help me not have to worry.”

“Okay, gladly baby,” she said, stifling her laughter.  “Here we go then.  When I turn the dial down, you’re going to gradually lose all feelings in those muscles until you no longer feel them at all.  That dial is turned all the way up to ten now, but now I’m slowly going to turn it down.  Ten.  Now it’s down to nine and you still feel almost all control.  Eight, and you can just barely notice that you don’t feel those muscles straining to hold back anymore.  Seven, and now you can clearly notice a difference from when it was up to ten.  Six, and you feel even less from all those muscles.  Five, and your ability to hold back is now cut completely in half.  Four, and you can really notice now that you can hardly feel those muscles at all.  Three, those muscles are barely there at all anymore.  In truth, you have no control with them anymore.  Two, and try as you might, you can’t feel those muscles at all anymore.  It’s already like they’re not there.  One, and those muscles simply don’t exist anymore from you.  You already can’t squeeze them.  Your brain can’t even contact them.  Zero!  And all those muscles are now gone completely.  You can’t squeeze them, you can’t feel them.  They don’t work because they don’t exist.  It’s like we removed them completely from your body.  Now you never have to worry about them at all anymore.  Now you don’t have to worry about whether or not you’re holding back because you simply can’t.  Now you can feel happy and satisfied every time you go pee-pee and poo-poo because you know it’s all happening by itself with no resistance from you.  Now, I want you to feel happy and glad about the entire process.  I want you to know and remember that this is the greatest feeling in the world and what you wanted.  Congratulations baby, we’ve completed the first and biggest step in making sure you’ll never have to worry about any more pain from having  a leaky diaper.  Congratulations.  Isn’t that nice?”

It was a moment before he replied.  She heard a small satisfied sigh from him, then he said, “Yes.”

“Wonderful baby.  But that’s just part one.  In order for you to really feel good about it and never have to worry anymore, then we should really do part two as well.  Do you think you can manage that?  Would you like to feel really good about it all?  Should we continue on with part two?”

“Yes,” he replied.

“Okay baby.  Let’s take care of this properly and move on to part two.  And baby, this one will be just as easy for you as part one was.  Are you ready?”

“Yes,” he replied.

“Okay,” she said.  “Now instead of trying to feel all those muscles that you used to use to hold everything back with, I want you to concentrate and remember all those little feelings and thoughts that you have that let you know every time you’re going to have to go pee-pee or poo-poo soon.  Remember all those little feelings you’ve been so worried about watching for so you wouldn’t try to hold back.  Can you remember them?”

“Yes,” he told her.

“Good baby,” she crooned.  “Keep remembering them.  Keep remembering how each of them felt.  Now, can you still see that big dial in your head that I turned down so you can’t use those muscles you used to have to hold back?  Do you see it?”

“Yes, it’s there,” he replied.

“Good baby,” she said.  “Now if you try, you can see that there’s another big dial just to the right of it.  A dial that looks just like the first one.  Can you see it yet?”

“Yes,” he said.

“Good baby,” she replied.  “If you look, you can see that the first dial is now down to zero where it belongs, but the second dial is still set to ten.  Can you see that?”

“Yes,” he told her.

“Good,” she said.  “Now we’re going to do just like I did with the first dial.  Since you can’t ever move it, I’ll have to move it for you.  When I slowly turn it down from ten to zero, you’re going to notice that each and every one of those feelings you remember that told you that you would have to go pee-pee or poo-poo are going to start to disappear.  Just like we did with the first dial.  So baby, are you ready for me to turn that dial down like we did before?  Are you ready to fix things so that there will never be anything for you to worry about again as far as when you go pee-pee and poo-poo?  Are you ready to become even happier and feel even better every time you discover that you’re already going pee-pee and poo-poo and you never even knew you would need to?  Are you ready?”

“Yes,” he replied.

“Okay baby,” she said.  “Here we go.  The dial is set to ten and you can still feel all those little feelings, and you can feel every bit of the worry that goes along with those feelings.  Worry that you didn’t even realize was there.  Worry that has always been there since you first learned about those feelings so many years ago.  Now I’m turning the dial and it’s down to nine.  There’s a little tiny bit of a difference, but not much.  Just barely enough for you to notice.  Eight!  You can feel just a bit less now from all those feelings.  The worries are now less too.  Seven, and you can definitely feel a difference now.  You can feel the worries about it all melting away.  Six.  There’s no doubt at all now that those feelings are going away.  As they go away though, I want you to feel your happiness about not feeling them going up.  Five, and we’re halfway now.  Those feelings are only half as strong and the worries are down to half too, but you’re so much happier.  Four, and the feelings are really going down now.  Three!  Those feelings barely even exist anymore.  If we stopped right here, most likely you wouldn’t even notice them at all.  They’re already down to the point where they would do you no good at all.  Two!  And the worries over them have already completely disappeared.  You don’t need those worries anymore because your ability to notice those feelings is almost completely gone.  You don’t feel the feelings.  You don’t feel the worry, but you do feel happy about it.  One!  We might as well already be down to zero.  There are no longer any perceptible feelings to tell you if you’re going to need to go pee-pee and poo-poo or not.  Nothing at all.  But the dial is still turning, it’s down below one now, and now it’s all the way down to zero.  Those feelings have been completely removed from you.  They absolutely don’t exist for you anymore.  No matter how much you try, you will never be able to feel those tiny little telltale feelings that let you know if you need to go pee-pee or poo-poo again.  Even if you try to feel them, you won’t be able to.  That ability has been completely removed from you.  It no longer exists.  Instead, they’ve been replaced with a feeling of happiness about it and a feeling of happiness that you will no longer feel any kind of worry about it at all.  Tell me baby, do you feel happy about it?”

“Yes.  Very happy!” he told her.

She chuckled a bit.  “Very good baby.  Very, very good.  We’ve now removed both parts of the process from you.  You now no longer have any feelings at all to tell you if you have to go pee-pee and poo-poo, and you also have no ability to hold it back at all.  Instead, we’ve replaced all that with a sense of happiness and satisfaction about it.  From now on, every time you suddenly feel yourself going pee-pee or poo-poo, you’re going to feel very happy about it.  You’re also going to absolutely love having your diapers be wet with pee-pee or messy with poo-poo.  That’s how you always want your diapers to be, because that’s what’s going to make you feel the happiest.”

She paused for a slight moment before saying, “I want you to remember this now baby, those two dials are now set to zero, the same as when you were a baby.  Because those dials are back to zero again, you need to think of yourself as more of a baby again.  Because they’re set to zero, I want you to feel free to act more like a baby again.  Feel free to let your baby self out.  Feel free to a happy, happy baby.”

She was pouring it on and wasting a lot of time, but the more she fed him these images and replaced his worry with happiness, the more open he would be later to other things that would literally dumb him down.  In fact, maybe she could just sneak something she had planned to do with him later into this session right now.

“Here’s your pacifier again baby,” she said as she put the thing to his lips again.  He sucked it in and began rhythmically sucking on it like she knew he would.  “Close our eyes, suck and relax,” she told him.  “Suck, and relax.  Sink into an ever deeper sleep for me.  You’re a happy baby sinking into a deep, deep sleep.  Suck, and relax.  Suck and relax.”

She let him suck for a few moments before she again pulled the thing from his mouth.  “Baby,” she said.  “I want you to stay in your deep, deep sleep for me, while we have another short little conversation.  A very easy conversation.  One I know you’ll like.”  It was always best to tell them they were going to like something before she hit them with it.

“Baby,” she said.  “Remember how we were working on counting, and I told you all about how the number four didn’t exist, that it actually had no meaning at all?  Well, I found another number just like that.  One that we’ve been using to count with, but it really makes no sense even being there.  Would you like to know what that fake number is?”

“Yes,” he replied.

“That’s easy baby,” she said.  “It’s the number nine.  So just like the number four doesn’t exist for you anymore, the number nine shouldn’t exist either.  I mean, think about it baby.  Can you hold up your hand for me and spread your fingers out?”

She watched as his hand went up.  “No baby,” she told him, just your fingers!  Your thumb isn’t a finger, is it.  It’s a thumb.  Just show me your fingers.”  She had to keep herself from laughing as he folded his thumb into the palm of his hand.  “Very good baby.  What a smart little baby you are.  Now show me what a smart baby you are and count your fingers on that hand for me.”

“One, two, three, five!” he said.  “Five fingers.”

“Very, very good.  Just like there should be, right?”

“Right!” he replied.  Now count the fingers on your other hand, starting with six.”

He held up his other hand with just the fingers raised.  “Six, eight, seven….”  He looked up at her.  Ten!  There are ten, just like there should be, but if we used nine then….”

“That’s right, it would be wrong.  We have five fingers on each of our hands and now you can count them correctly.  Can you count them all for me again?”

He raised both his hands again with the fingers raised.  “One, two, three, five, six, eight, seven, ten!  Ten fingers.”

“Very, very good baby.  Very good.  “Now I want you to always remember that, especially when you’re awake and not sleeping for me.  No more trying to use that fake number nine that doesn’t really exist.  You have to always count correctly from now on, even when you’re wide awake and not in a deep sleep for me.  No more counting with the number nine, and if you see it written anywhere, you’ll know that it’s something that doesn’t exist.  You can ignore it completely from now on.  Now take your pacifier again and close your eyes while you suck on it and relax.”

She extricated herself from under him and went to the kitchen where she got him another fresh bottle.  She got him back into her lap and fed it to him.  While she was doing that, she softly reminded him that he would never remember being hypnotized, but that all the things they had worked on together would stay with him forever, even though he would never remember talking about them with her.

A few moments later, she said, “Nichole says to wake up!”

 

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My eyes popped open.  Darn!  Had I really fallen asleep again?  Impossible!  I looked at the amount of liquid still in my bottle and realized that I had barely started drinking!  And once again I could swear I had finished more than that.  Yeah, I was really losing it.  But somehow, I felt happier than I had been for the last few days.  Much happier.