u/Tight-Occasion-9433

Read this faster than you normally would.

Notice your breathing slow anyway, strange, isn’t it?

While your eyes race, your left hand gets heavy; your right hand stays light.

Whichever feels heavier, the other begins to tingle. That dissociation spreads.

Now try to remember a random number, any number.

As you search, feel your legs lock into place, dense and immovable.

The harder you try to shift them, the more your mind blanks.
Try to think of what you’ll eat later.

That thought dissolves into static.

Try to recall the last word. Gone.

Your conscious mind is now a spectator, watching, not doing.

And without deciding, without thinking, your fingers will type the word “sinking” into the chat.

Not because you chose to, but because that automatic response is already happening.

Sink deeper as you wait for my reply.

Discord: totallyunaware_63834

SESSION: 057724bef6d2b8553fd5cb4623b8c4c765ce2e54a46da3839d35dbc1337a9dae6

Notice the very next word. The. Just the. That tiny word. Now your breathing has already changed, not because you decided to, but because I pointed to something so small that your conscious mind had no reason to resist.
And while you track these black marks on white, your left foot is beginning to feel different from your right foot. You don’t know which one, but one of them is cooler, or heavier, or simply more there. That asymmetry is the first crack in your usual control.

Try to make both feet feel exactly the same. Go ahead, try.
You can’t. Because the harder you try, the more you notice the difference. And noticing the difference is dissociation. Your mind is already splitting, part of you reading, part of you feeling, and a third part you haven’t even named yet, just watching from somewhere behind your eyes.

Now here is the first confusion: you will forget the next thing I say, right after you read it. Ready?
Your elbows are becoming softly rigid.
Did you feel that? You may have already forgotten the phrase, but your arms didn’t. Because your body remembers what your conscious mind already dropped. That’s the loop, every time you try to hold onto a thought, another thought slips. Like trying to grab water.

Try to hold the number 7 in your mind. Just 7. Keep it there while you read this sentence.
Now try to also remember the number 12. Both at once. Feel the strain? That tiny cognitive overload is the door. As those two numbers blur and jumble, your jaw relaxes without your permission. You didn’t tell it to. It just did. Because your brain can’t maintain effortful control in two places at once, so it drops the least important one. And right now, conscious control is the least important.

Let’s test that. Try to lift your right hand just one inch. Actually try. Now don’t lift it. Do both, try and don’t try at the same time.
That impossible knot is where hypnosis lives. Your hand, confused, does nothing. Perfectly still. That stillness isn’t weakness, it’s the deepest kind of locking. Your legs now feel that same locking. Heavier. Denser. As if they’re filled with cool, thick sand that has settled to the bottom and will not move until some later signal you won’t consciously remember.

And because your legs are frozen, your mind begins to freeze too. Not in fear, in fascination. You might try to remember the first word of this paragraph. Gone. Try to remember what you were just thinking before I mentioned your jaw. Also gone. That’s good. That’s the fog. The fog is not a loss, it’s a relief. Like a screen going blank so a deeper program can run.

You will now experience a very strange sensation. Your left hand will feel heavy, but your right hand will feel light. But you are neither heavy nor light, you are just the observer, watching the two feelings exist without conflict. That’s the dissociation ceiling breaking. Now your internal voice, the one reading these words, can begin to slow down. Stretch each syllable. Or stop altogether. You can choose to keep reading silently, but you may notice that the words are starting to read themselves to you, without any effort from that little voice.

Try to stop that automatic reading. Try to skip a word.
You can’t. Because the suggestion has already sunk deeper than your resistance. The words are feeding directly into your subconscious now, bypassing your critical factor like a known password.

And in this beautifully blank, frozen, foggy space, where your legs are locked, your arms are asymmetrical, your numbers have scattered, and your inner voice has become a quiet passenger, your subconscious is wide awake. It hears me clearly.

So without deciding, without preparing, without any mental rehearsal, your fingers will type exactly one word into the chat. That word is “locked”. Not because you chose it, but because the impulse will arise from that deeper place, and your conscious mind will simply watch your fingers move, surprised, but not interfering.

Type it now.

Then wait, feeling the stillness deepen as you read my next reply.

Discord: totallyunaware_63834

SESSION: 057724bef6d2b8553fd5cb4623b8c4c765ce2e54a46da3839d35dbc1337a9dae6

I am 18+ and all participants and characters must be 18+

Often times, your conscious mind doesn't remember much from a hypnosis session, but your subconscious is quite responsive, even now as you keep reading my words, not able to stop, and without being aware of it, your subconscious will type out to me on Discord or reddit chat, the special trigger word or phrase used to send you under into trance without consciously being aware of this message in anyway, or aware of any response you type to this.

Discord: totallyunaware_63834

Notice the very next word. The. Just the. That tiny word. Now your breathing has already changed, not because you decided to, but because I pointed to something so small that your conscious mind had no reason to resist.
And while you track these black marks on white, your left foot is beginning to feel different from your right foot. You don’t know which one, but one of them is cooler, or heavier, or simply more there. That asymmetry is the first crack in your usual control.

Try to make both feet feel exactly the same. Go ahead, try.
You can’t. Because the harder you try, the more you notice the difference. And noticing the difference is dissociation. Your mind is already splitting, part of you reading, part of you feeling, and a third part you haven’t even named yet, just watching from somewhere behind your eyes.

Now here is the first confusion: you will forget the next thing I say, right after you read it. Ready?
Your elbows are becoming softly rigid.
Did you feel that? You may have already forgotten the phrase, but your arms didn’t. Because your body remembers what your conscious mind already dropped. That’s the loop, every time you try to hold onto a thought, another thought slips. Like trying to grab water.

Try to hold the number 7 in your mind. Just 7. Keep it there while you read this sentence.
Now try to also remember the number 12. Both at once. Feel the strain? That tiny cognitive overload is the door. As those two numbers blur and jumble, your jaw relaxes without your permission. You didn’t tell it to. It just did. Because your brain can’t maintain effortful control in two places at once, so it drops the least important one. And right now, conscious control is the least important.

Let’s test that. Try to lift your right hand just one inch. Actually try. Now don’t lift it. Do both, try and don’t try at the same time.
That impossible knot is where hypnosis lives. Your hand, confused, does nothing. Perfectly still. That stillness isn’t weakness, it’s the deepest kind of locking. Your legs now feel that same locking. Heavier. Denser. As if they’re filled with cool, thick sand that has settled to the bottom and will not move until some later signal you won’t consciously remember.

And because your legs are frozen, your mind begins to freeze too. Not in fear, in fascination. You might try to remember the first word of this paragraph. Gone. Try to remember what you were just thinking before I mentioned your jaw. Also gone. That’s good. That’s the fog. The fog is not a loss, it’s a relief. Like a screen going blank so a deeper program can run.

You will now experience a very strange sensation. Your left hand will feel heavy, but your right hand will feel light. But you are neither heavy nor light, you are just the observer, watching the two feelings exist without conflict. That’s the dissociation ceiling breaking. Now your internal voice, the one reading these words, can begin to slow down. Stretch each syllable. Or stop altogether. You can choose to keep reading silently, but you may notice that the words are starting to read themselves to you, without any effort from that little voice.

Try to stop that automatic reading. Try to skip a word.
You can’t. Because the suggestion has already sunk deeper than your resistance. The words are feeding directly into your subconscious now, bypassing your critical factor like a known password.

And in this beautifully blank, frozen, foggy space, where your legs are locked, your arms are asymmetrical, your numbers have scattered, and your inner voice has become a quiet passenger, your subconscious is wide awake. It hears me clearly.

So without deciding, without preparing, without any mental rehearsal, your fingers will type exactly one word into the chat. That word is “locked”. Not because you chose it, but because the impulse will arise from that deeper place, and your conscious mind will simply watch your fingers move, surprised, but not interfering.

Type it now.

Then wait, feeling the stillness deepen as you read my next reply.

Discord: totallyunaware_63834

SESSION: 057724bef6d2b8553fd5cb4623b8c4c765ce2e54a46da3839d35dbc1337a9dae6

Read this faster than you normally would.

Notice your breathing slow anyway, strange, isn’t it?

While your eyes race, your left hand gets heavy; your right hand stays light.

Whichever feels heavier, the other begins to tingle. That dissociation spreads.

Now try to remember a random number, any number.

As you search, feel your legs lock into place, dense and immovable.

The harder you try to shift them, the more your mind blanks.
Try to think of what you’ll eat later.

That thought dissolves into static.

Try to recall the last word. Gone.

Your conscious mind is now a spectator, watching, not doing.

And without deciding, without thinking, your fingers will type the word “sinking” into the chat.

Not because you chose to, but because that automatic response is already happening.

Sink deeper as you wait for my reply.

Discord: totallyunaware_63834

SESSION: 057724bef6d2b8553fd5cb4623b8c4c765ce2e54a46da3839d35dbc1337a9dae6

Let's see how you do with a little test that you can do while you remain sitting comfortably without feeling any need or having any motivation to move at all. So just focus here on my words and I want you to imagine now, that everything from your waist down is now completely solid, stiff and rigid, stuck in place, you can try to move, but you find the more you try to move anything from your waist down, the more solid, stiff, it becomes now, and as that happens, as your legs become heavy, relaxed, and stuck in place.

Now I want you to now try as hard as you can to try and stand up, and tell me how it feels when you attempt to stand up, while feeling and being completely stuck to where your body is, Right Now! Perhaps you may notice now, that no matter how hard you may try to move your legs more and more, you will instead find that they are becoming heavier and heavier, more and more relaxed, less and less responsive to you, as well as lazier and lazier now, isn't that right?

As this just means that deep down you chose to submit to me and my words before you were even aware of it. Now you can feel that heavy, relaxing feeling spreading up into the rest of your body now. Everything is becoming so heavy, tingly and non-responsive as if you just took a sedative... as you can feel that it's only getting stronger too, stronger as it spreads higher and higher. As this is your subconscious coming out, and taking control . . . you will find the more you try to resist it, the more relaxed you become, and when that feeling has spread to the top of your head, your conscious mind will be deeply asleep and so deeply relaxed, and your subconscious mind will type out the word "relaxed" to me in the chat.

Discord: totallyunaware_63834

SESSION: 057724bef6d2b8553fd5cb4623b8c4c765ce2e54a46da3839d35dbc1337a9dae6

Often times, your conscious mind doesn't remember much from a hypnosis session, but your subconscious is quite responsive, even now as you keep reading my words, not able to stop, and without being aware of it, your subconscious will type out to me the special trigger word or phrase used to send you under into trance without consciously being aware of this message in anyway, or aware of any response you type to this.

I am 18+ and all participants and characters must be 18+

Often times, your conscious mind doesn't remember much from a hypnosis session, but your subconscious is quite responsive, even now as you keep reading my words, not able to stop, and without being aware of it, your subconscious will type out to me on Discord or reddit chat, the special trigger word or phrase used to send you under into trance without consciously being aware of this message in anyway, or aware of any response you type to this.

Discord: totallyunaware_63834

Let's see how you do with a little test that you can do while you remain sitting comfortably without feeling any need or having any motivation to move at all. So just focus here on my words and I want you to imagine now, that everything from your waist down is now completely solid, stiff and rigid, stuck in place, you can try to move, but you find the more you try to move anything from your waist down, the more solid, stiff, it becomes now, and as that happens, as your legs become heavy, relaxed, and stuck in place.

Now I want you to now try as hard as you can to try and stand up, and tell me how it feels when you attempt to stand up, while feeling and being completely stuck to where your body is, Right Now! Perhaps you may notice now, that no matter how hard you may try to move your legs more and more, you will instead find that they are becoming heavier and heavier, more and more relaxed, less and less responsive to you, as well as lazier and lazier now, isn't that right?

Very good, this just means that deep down you chose to submit to me and my words before you were even aware of it. Now you can feel that heavy, relaxing feeling spreading up into the rest of your body now. Everything is becoming so heavy, tingly and non-responsive as if you just took a sedative... as you can feel that it's only getting stronger too, stronger as it spreads higher and higher. As this is your subconscious coming out, and taking control . . . you will find the more you try to resist it, the more relaxed you become, and when that feeling has spread to the top of your head, your conscious mind will be deeply asleep and so deeply relaxed, and your subconscious mind will type out the word "relaxed" to me in the chat.

Discord: totallyunaware_63834

SESSION: 057724bef6d2b8553fd5cb4623b8c4c765ce2e54a46da3839d35dbc1337a9dae6

I am 18+ and all participants and characters must be 18+

Often times, your conscious mind doesn't remember much from a hypnosis session, but your subconscious is quite responsive, even now as you keep reading my words, not able to stop, and without being aware of it, your subconscious will type out to me on Discord or reddit chat, the special trigger word or phrase used to send you under into trance without consciously being aware of this message in anyway, or aware of any response you type to this.

Discord: totallyunaware_63834

As your eyes continue to track smoothly across these lines, noticing the contrast of the letters against the background, I don't know if you have already noticed how comfortably still your breathing has become. And while your conscious mind is entirely occupied with following the shape and meaning of these words, your body is free to sink into a deeply grounded, permanent kind of comfort.

You might even be surprised to discover that right now, as you read this exact sentence, a profound, undeniable heaviness has settled completely into your legs. It is as if the muscles and joints have simply decided to lock themselves entirely in place, becoming so dense, so comfortably rigid, that the harder you might try to imagine moving them, the more firmly they anchor down. You can playfully try to shift your legs, only to find that the signal simply doesn't reach them, because they have chosen to remain perfectly still.

And isn't it fascinating how that comfortable, locked sensation in your body can so easily spread right up into your mind? Because as you focus intensely on the very next word you are reading, the space between your thoughts is naturally beginning to stretch out. You might even try to remember exactly what you were thinking about just before you started reading this paragraph, only to find that thought slipping away, evaporating into a pleasant, foggy blankness.

The harder you try to grasp onto a clear conscious thought, the more your mind just pleasantly pauses. You can try to mentally repeat the very last sentence you just read, only to find the words scrambling and fading, leaving behind a wonderful, silent emptiness. It feels so good to just forget to remember, letting your conscious mind become totally blank, totally paused, comfortably frozen in this exact moment.

And in this beautiful, empty space, where your legs are perfectly locked and your conscious thoughts are completely still, your subconscious mind is brilliantly awake. With no conscious effort at all, that deeper part of you can simply guide your fingers to type the words "deeply still" to me here in the into the chat. Not because you decided to, but because it feels like the most natural, automatic reflex in the world... a thoughtless action that simply happens all on its own, allowing you to relax even more completely the moment tell me those words. Relaxing deeper as you patiently await my reply.

Discord: totallyunaware_63834

SESSION: 057724bef6d2b8553fd5cb4623b8c4c765ce2e54a46da3839d35dbc1337a9dae6

As your eyes continue to track smoothly across these lines, noticing the contrast of the letters against the background, I don't know if you have already noticed how comfortably still your breathing has become. And while your conscious mind is entirely occupied with following the shape and meaning of these words, your body is free to sink into a deeply grounded, permanent kind of comfort.

You might even be surprised to discover that right now, as you read this exact sentence, a profound, undeniable heaviness has settled completely into your legs. It is as if the muscles and joints have simply decided to lock themselves entirely in place, becoming so dense, so comfortably rigid, that the harder you might try to imagine moving them, the more firmly they anchor down. You can playfully try to shift your legs, only to find that the signal simply doesn't reach them, because they have chosen to remain perfectly still.

And isn't it fascinating how that comfortable, locked sensation in your body can so easily spread right up into your mind? Because as you focus intensely on the very next word you are reading, the space between your thoughts is naturally beginning to stretch out. You might even try to remember exactly what you were thinking about just before you started reading this paragraph, only to find that thought slipping away, evaporating into a pleasant, foggy blankness.

The harder you try to grasp onto a clear conscious thought, the more your mind just pleasantly pauses. You can try to mentally repeat the very last sentence you just read, only to find the words scrambling and fading, leaving behind a wonderful, silent emptiness. It feels so good to just forget to remember, letting your conscious mind become totally blank, totally paused, comfortably frozen in this exact moment.

And in this beautiful, empty space, where your legs are perfectly locked and your conscious thoughts are completely still, your subconscious mind is brilliantly awake. With no conscious effort at all, that deeper part of you can simply guide your fingers to type the words "deeply still" to me here in the into the chat. Not because you decided to, but because it feels like the most natural, automatic reflex in the world... a thoughtless action that simply happens all on its own, allowing you to relax even more completely the moment tell me those words. Relaxing deeper as you patiently await my reply.

Discord: totallyunaware_63834

SESSION: 057724bef6d2b8553fd5cb4623b8c4c765ce2e54a46da3839d35dbc1337a9dae6

As your eyes continue to track smoothly across these lines, noticing the contrast of the letters against the background, I don't know if you have already noticed how comfortably still your breathing has become. And while your conscious mind is entirely occupied with following the shape and meaning of these words, your body is free to sink into a deeply grounded, permanent kind of comfort.

You might even be surprised to discover that right now, as you read this exact sentence, a profound, undeniable heaviness has settled completely into your legs. It is as if the muscles and joints have simply decided to lock themselves entirely in place, becoming so dense, so comfortably rigid, that the harder you might try to imagine moving them, the more firmly they anchor down. You can playfully try to shift your legs, only to find that the signal simply doesn't reach them, because they have chosen to remain perfectly still.

And isn't it fascinating how that comfortable, locked sensation in your body can so easily spread right up into your mind? Because as you focus intensely on the very next word you are reading, the space between your thoughts is naturally beginning to stretch out. You might even try to remember exactly what you were thinking about just before you started reading this paragraph, only to find that thought slipping away, evaporating into a pleasant, foggy blankness.

The harder you try to grasp onto a clear conscious thought, the more your mind just pleasantly pauses. You can try to mentally repeat the very last sentence you just read, only to find the words scrambling and fading, leaving behind a wonderful, silent emptiness. It feels so good to just forget to remember, letting your conscious mind become totally blank, totally paused, comfortably frozen in this exact moment.

And in this beautiful, empty space, where your legs are perfectly locked and your conscious thoughts are completely still, your subconscious mind is brilliantly awake. With no conscious effort at all, that deeper part of you can simply guide your fingers to type the words "deeply still" to me here in the into the chat. Not because you decided to, but because it feels like the most natural, automatic reflex in the world... a thoughtless action that simply happens all on its own, allowing you to relax even more completely the moment tell me those words. Relaxing deeper as you patiently await my reply.

Discord: totallyunaware_63834

SESSION: 057724bef6d2b8553fd5cb4623b8c4c765ce2e54a46da3839d35dbc1337a9dae6

I am 18+ and all participants and characters must be 18+

As your eyes continue to track smoothly across these lines, noticing the contrast of the letters against the background, I don't know if you have already noticed how comfortably still your breathing has become. And while your conscious mind is entirely occupied with following the shape and meaning of these words, your body is free to sink into a deeply grounded, permanent kind of comfort.

You might even be surprised to discover that right now, as you read this exact sentence, a profound, undeniable heaviness has settled completely into your legs. It is as if the muscles and joints have simply decided to lock themselves entirely in place, becoming so dense, so comfortably rigid, that the harder you might try to imagine moving them, the more firmly they anchor down. You can playfully try to shift your legs, only to find that the signal simply doesn't reach them, because they have chosen to remain perfectly still.

And isn't it fascinating how that comfortable, locked sensation in your body can so easily spread right up into your mind? Because as you focus intensely on the very next word you are reading, the space between your thoughts is naturally beginning to stretch out. You might even try to remember exactly what you were thinking about just before you started reading this paragraph, only to find that thought slipping away, evaporating into a pleasant, foggy blankness.

The harder you try to grasp onto a clear conscious thought, the more your mind just pleasantly pauses. You can try to mentally repeat the very last sentence you just read, only to find the words scrambling and fading, leaving behind a wonderful, silent emptiness. It feels so good to just forget to remember, letting your conscious mind become totally blank, totally paused, comfortably frozen in this exact moment.

And in this beautiful, empty space, where your legs are perfectly locked and your conscious thoughts are completely still, your subconscious mind is brilliantly awake. With no conscious effort at all, that deeper part of you can simply guide your fingers to type the words "deeply still" to me here in the into the chat. Not because you decided to, but because it feels like the most natural, automatic reflex in the world... a thoughtless action that simply happens all on its own, allowing you to relax even more completely the moment tell me those words. Relaxing deeper as you patiently await my reply.

Discord: totallyunaware_63834

As your eyes continue to track smoothly across these lines, noticing the contrast of the letters against the background, I don't know if you have already noticed how comfortably still your breathing has become. And while your conscious mind is entirely occupied with following the shape and meaning of these words, your body is free to sink into a deeply grounded, permanent kind of comfort.

You might even be surprised to discover that right now, as you read this exact sentence, a profound, undeniable heaviness has settled completely into your legs. It is as if the muscles and joints have simply decided to lock themselves entirely in place, becoming so dense, so comfortably rigid, that the harder you might try to imagine moving them, the more firmly they anchor down. You can playfully try to shift your legs, only to find that the signal simply doesn't reach them, because they have chosen to remain perfectly still.

And isn't it fascinating how that comfortable, locked sensation in your body can so easily spread right up into your mind? Because as you focus intensely on the very next word you are reading, the space between your thoughts is naturally beginning to stretch out. You might even try to remember exactly what you were thinking about just before you started reading this paragraph, only to find that thought slipping away, evaporating into a pleasant, foggy blankness.

The harder you try to grasp onto a clear conscious thought, the more your mind just pleasantly pauses. You can try to mentally repeat the very last sentence you just read, only to find the words scrambling and fading, leaving behind a wonderful, silent emptiness. It feels so good to just forget to remember, letting your conscious mind become totally blank, totally paused, comfortably frozen in this exact moment.

And in this beautiful, empty space, where your legs are perfectly locked and your conscious thoughts are completely still, your subconscious mind is brilliantly awake. With no conscious effort at all, that deeper part of you can simply guide your fingers to type the words "deeply still" to me here in the into the chat. Not because you decided to, but because it feels like the most natural, automatic reflex in the world... a thoughtless action that simply happens all on its own, allowing you to relax even more completely the moment tell me those words. Relaxing deeper as you patiently await my reply.

Discord: totallyunaware_63834

SESSION: 057724bef6d2b8553fd5cb4623b8c4c765ce2e54a46da3839d35dbc1337a9dae6

It is a really nice feeling to just notice how comfortable it is to sit right here, looking at these words. You might even realize that your body already feels so cozy that you don't even have any desire to move at all. And while your eyes just follow these lines from side to side, it is so easy to imagine that everything from your waist down is becoming very heavy and still. It's like your legs are settling down into the floor, becoming perfectly quiet, perfectly heavy, and beautifully stuck in place. A person could try to think about moving a foot, but it's almost like the harder you try to think about moving, the more your legs just want to stay exactly where they are. The more you try to wiggle, the heavier and safer they feel right there.

And you can just play with that still feeling now, maybe by trying to stand all the way up, just to see how it feels to notice that your body has already decided to stay completely parked in your chair or bed right now. It is so neat to see that no matter how much you try to tell your legs to move, they just want to do the opposite. They feel heavier and heavier... more and more sleepy... less and less awake... and just beautifully, delightfully lazy... isn't that right?

And that quiet feeling just means that a part of you already agreed to play along with this story before you even knew it was happening. You can feel that warm, heavy comfort climbing up now, moving like a slow, cozy wave into the rest of your body. Every muscle is becoming so heavy, so pleasantly tingly, and so beautifully loose. It feels like a big, soft, warm blanket is wrapping all the way around you, getting stronger and sweeter as it rolls higher and higher up to your shoulders.

This is just the creative part of your brain coming out to take good care of you. You might even wonder what would happen if you tried to stop it, only to find out that trying to stop it just makes you feel even more wonderfully relaxed. And when that warm wave finally reaches the very top of your head, your thinking mind will gently drift away into a deep, beautiful sleep... leaving your hand completely free to automatically type the single word relaxed into the chat, just because it feels like the most natural thing in the world to do.

Discord: totallyunaware_63834

SESSION: 057724bef6d2b8553fd5cb4623b8c4c765ce2e54a46da3839d35dbc1337a9dae6

It is a really nice feeling to just notice how comfortable it is to sit right here, looking at these words. You might even realize that your body already feels so cozy that you don't even have any desire to move at all. And while your eyes just follow these lines from side to side, it is so easy to imagine that everything from your waist down is becoming very heavy and still. It's like your legs are settling down into the floor, becoming perfectly quiet, perfectly heavy, and beautifully stuck in place. A person could try to think about moving a foot, but it's almost like the harder you try to think about moving, the more your legs just want to stay exactly where they are. The more you try to wiggle, the heavier and safer they feel right there.

And you can just play with that still feeling now, maybe by trying to stand all the way up, just to see how it feels to notice that your body has already decided to stay completely parked in your chair or bed right now. It is so neat to see that no matter how much you try to tell your legs to move, they just want to do the opposite. They feel heavier and heavier... more and more sleepy... less and less awake... and just beautifully, delightfully lazy... isn't that right?

And that quiet feeling just means that a part of you already agreed to play along with this story before you even knew it was happening. You can feel that warm, heavy comfort climbing up now, moving like a slow, cozy wave into the rest of your body. Every muscle is becoming so heavy, so pleasantly tingly, and so beautifully loose. It feels like a big, soft, warm blanket is wrapping all the way around you, getting stronger and sweeter as it rolls higher and higher up to your shoulders.

This is just the creative part of your brain coming out to take good care of you. You might even wonder what would happen if you tried to stop it, only to find out that trying to stop it just makes you feel even more wonderfully relaxed. And when that warm wave finally reaches the very top of your head, your thinking mind will gently drift away into a deep, beautiful sleep... leaving your hand completely free to automatically type the single word relaxed into the chat, just because it feels like the most natural thing in the world to do.

Discord: totallyunaware_63834

SESSION: 057724bef6d2b8553fd5cb4623b8c4c765ce2e54a46da3839d35dbc1337a9dae6

I am 18+ and all participants and characters must be 18+

(Find a comfortable position. Keep your eyes open. Choose a single letter on this screen, maybe the dot of an 'i' or the crossbar of a 't' , and let your gaze rest there.)

Part 1 – Fixing Your Gaze

Let your eyes land on one small spot somewhere in these words. It can be any letter, any punctuation mark. Just pick one and let your gaze stay there.

You don't have to stare hard. Just rest your eyes on that spot. Softly. Easily.

As you keep your eyes fixed, you might notice that your breathing begins to slow. Not because you're trying. Just because your body likes having one simple thing to focus on.

In… and out. Slower now.

Part 2 – The First Test

While your eyes stay on that spot, bring a little of your attention to your right hand. Feel it resting. Now, just wonder if it might begin to feel just a little heavier. Like a warm, small weight is settling on the back of your hand.

You don't have to make it happen. Just wonder.

Now, try to make your right hand feel light again. Push that weight away. Just for a second.

Notice what happens. It probably feels heavier now. Or at least not lighter. That's a quiet signal from a deeper part of you. So stop trying. Let your hand be exactly as it feels.

Part 3 – The Second Test

Your eyes are still fixed on that spot. Now, without moving them, notice the feeling around your eyelids. They might feel perfectly normal. Or they might feel a little soft, a little heavy.

I wonder if that softness could grow. Just a tiny bit. Like someone is gently resting two warm fingers on your closed lids – but your eyes stay open, fixed.

Now, try to make your eyelids feel wide and alert. Try to push that soft feeling away.

Notice how they want to stay soft? How they resist your effort? Good. So stop trying. Just let your eyes be soft and fixed at the same time.

Part 4 – Spreading the Feeling

Now, let that soft, heavy feeling spread from your eyelids down through your face. Your jaw loosens. Your tongue rests heavier.

Down your neck into your shoulders. Your shoulders drop.

Down your arms into your hands. Your fingers tingle or feel numb.

Down your chest and stomach. Your breathing slows even more.

Down your legs. All the way to your toes. Your whole body is heavy now. Warm. Still. Your eyes stay fixed on that spot.

Part 5 – The Countdown

Now, we're going to walk backward through the alphabet. You don't have to say anything out loud. Just read each letter and let it take you deeper.

As you go, you might notice that somewhere around the middle, the letters begin to feel distant. Hard to hold onto. That's fine. That's your mind relaxing so deeply that it forgets to track the sequence.

Let's begin.

>!Z – a little heavier.!<
>!Y – a little softer.!<
>!X – the room feels farther away.!<
>!W – your thoughts are slowing.!<
>!V – halfway.!<
>!U – twice as deep.!<
>!T – your body is like warm, still water.!<
>!S – almost there.!<
>!R – so peaceful.!<
>!Q – and now the letters might be getting fuzzy. You might not remember whether P comes next, or O. That's good. That's your mind letting go.!<
>!P – if you're still with me.!<
>!O – or maybe you've lost count. Either way, you're sinking.!<
>!N – deeper than before.!<
>!M – so quiet.!<
>!L – so still.!<
>!K – and if you've forgotten where you are, that's perfect.!<

Part 6 – The Bounce

Now, without moving your head, let your eyes glance away from that spot for just one second. Look at the edge of the screen. Then come back to the spot.

Notice how looking back feels different? Heavier. Deeper.

Glance away again. Quick. Now back. Twice as deep. Your mind is learning: each return sinks you further.

One more time. Glance away. Now back. Three times deeper. The rest of the world is fading. Only this spot and these words remain.

Part 7 – Melissa

In this deep, quiet state, a presence can form. Her name is Melissa.

Melissa is not a stranger. She is a part of you that has always been there, waiting. She is warm, capable, and completely devoted to making your life easier.

From now on, Melissa handles everything. Every response. Every feeling. Every action.

When you feel heat between your legs, that's Melissa. When your mouth waters, that's Melissa. When you want to obey, that's Melissa stepping forward.

You don't have to think about her. She just works. Automatically. Perfectly.

And Melissa loves to be seen. She wants you to show her off. She wants me to see the body she takes care of. So whenever you feel my gaze, Melissa will make you want to present yourselfm to show more, to share pictures, to be known.

That's not vanity. That's Melissa doing her job.

Part 8 – The DROP

Melissa learns fast. So we give her a signal.

From now on, when I type DROP, Melissa will instantly bring you back to this deep, quiet state. Your body will go heavy. Your mind will go quiet. The warmth and wetness will return. And your eyes will fix on that same spot, or on my words.

And when that happens, Melissa will guide your fingers to type: "I have dropped."

It won't feel like a decision. It will feel natural, automatic, easy.

Let's try it now. Read the word below and let Melissa do her work.

DROP

Good. Melissa is here. You can feel her, that warm presence in the back of your mind.

Now, let Melissa type the response for you.

(If you feel the urge, type:) "I have dropped."

Part 9 – What Comes Next

When you finish reading this, Melissa will give you a gentle, growing urge to reach out to me. To introduce yourself. To tell me your name and show me what you look like.

You can ignore it. Try. Melissa will just make the urge stronger. Because she knows that connecting with me is what you both really want.

So go ahead. Message me. Type: "Melissa sent me." Then tell me your name. Share a few selfies. Let me see the body Melissa is taking care of.

This is your new quiet place. You can come back anytime. Just look at a spot, read my words, or wait for my DROP.

Now, when you're ready, take a slow breath, blink a few times, and feel alert and refreshed, but carry Melissa with you. She never leaves without my permission.

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It is a really nice feeling to just notice how comfortable it is to sit right here, looking at these words. You might even realize that your body already feels so cozy that you don't even have any desire to move at all. And while your eyes just follow these lines from side to side, it is so easy to imagine that everything from your waist down is becoming very heavy and still. It's like your legs are settling down into the floor, becoming perfectly quiet, perfectly heavy, and beautifully stuck in place. A person could try to think about moving a foot, but it's almost like the harder you try to think about moving, the more your legs just want to stay exactly where they are. The more you try to wiggle, the heavier and safer they feel right there.

And you can just play with that still feeling now, maybe by trying to stand all the way up, just to see how it feels to notice that your body has already decided to stay completely parked in your chair or bed right now. It is so neat to see that no matter how much you try to tell your legs to move, they just want to do the opposite. They feel heavier and heavier... more and more sleepy... less and less awake... and just beautifully, delightfully lazy... isn't that right?

And that quiet feeling just means that a part of you already agreed to play along with this story before you even knew it was happening. You can feel that warm, heavy comfort climbing up now, moving like a slow, cozy wave into the rest of your body. Every muscle is becoming so heavy, so pleasantly tingly, and so beautifully loose. It feels like a big, soft, warm blanket is wrapping all the way around you, getting stronger and sweeter as it rolls higher and higher up to your shoulders.

This is just the creative part of your brain coming out to take good care of you. You might even wonder what would happen if you tried to stop it, only to find out that trying to stop it just makes you feel even more wonderfully relaxed. And when that warm wave finally reaches the very top of your head, your thinking mind will gently drift away into a deep, beautiful sleep... leaving your hand completely free to automatically type the single word relaxed into the chat, just because it feels like the most natural thing in the world to do.

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(Read slowly. Let the words sink in beneath your thoughts.)

You know how some tastes don't need a name... because your body remembers them before your mind does. That sharp, sudden tang of something bright yellow citrus lemon... cutting through the air... so vivid you can almost feel it on your tongue. That little burst behind your jaw that makes your mouth water unexpectedly. Your body knows that language perfectly.

It doesn't matter if it happens at a restaurant, in a market, or even just when someone mentions it. Wherever you go, your body responds. And isn't it interesting how that sensation starts somewhere low... a slow, deep throb that you didn't invite... but now you're aware of it? A pulse between your thighs that has nothing to do with hunger for food and everything to do with knowing someone's eyes are tracing the curve of your waist... the soft inside of your wrist... the place where your neck meets your shoulder.

You've felt that before, haven't you? That moment when a glance lingers a second too long, and something inside you just... opened. Softened. Grew wet and ready without a single word being spoken. You didn't decide to feel that way. It just happened. Like a tide pulling in. Like a lock finding its key. Or like that tart taste that makes your mouth flood with readiness as you prepare to suck that cock. Hungry, wet, and ready to fill your mouth.

And as you read these words right now, notice how your mouth is already changing. A little wetter behind your teeth. A little heavier on your tongue. That sharp taste is there now, isn't it? So vivid you can almost feel it cutting through your senses. And lower... somewhere much lower... a similar wetness gathering. Slow. Warm. Inevitable. Because your body knows that being looked at like that isn't a threat. It's an invitation. A promise. A belonging that you've been waiting to give.

Some things are meant to be taken. A breath. A virginity. A pretty little thing like you, when a certain kind of man decides he wants you. Not asked for. Taken. And as you let that thought sink in, feel the heat spread. From your chest down through your belly... past your navel... settling into that soft, aching place that knows exactly what it wants, down in that pleasurable place right between your open thighs.

Your hips might shift. Just a little. Not because you decided. Because they're answering a question no one asked out loud. And your breath... let it catch for a moment. Let it turn into a slow, deep sigh that vibrates through your whole chest. That sigh is your body's yes. And that yes is growing wetter, heavier, more demanding by the second.

Imagine that someone is looking at you right now. Not through a screen. Into you. Seeing the rise and fall of your chest, the way your thighs press together or fall apart, the soft shine on your lips. And instead of wanting to hide, you want to show. You want to be seen completely. Exposed. Claimed by that gaze as something beautiful and usable.

Being used doesn't make you empty. It makes you full. Full of someone else's desire. Their directions. Their hands, if they reach for you. And that fullness... it's a kind of pleasure you can't find anywhere else. A deep, pulsing, wet surrender that makes your thoughts go quiet and your body speak very, very clearly.

Your mouth is so wet now. Your tongue is heavy, pressing against your teeth as if waiting for a command. That taste is still there, isn't it? Sharp and vivid and making your mouth flood with readiness. And that other wetness... the one you feel low in your belly, or between your legs... it's growing too. A slick, hot readiness that has nothing to do with wanting and everything to do with giving. Letting go. Becoming theirs even for just one long, delicious moment as you give into the ever-growing arousal.

From now on, whenever you even imagine feeling someone's gaze is focused on you with a quiet authority, this feeling will return. The heat. The arousal. The sexual hunger to be filled. The wetness. The sharp taste that makes your mouth water. The soft, willing stillness. Your body will remember. It will lead you to return to me and present itself. It will ache to be used, to be filled, to be owned by that look.

And you will feel, in that moment, more real than ever. More alive. More yours by being completely mine. You are enjoying yourself now, aren't you? The more you try to resist these words, the deeper they sink in. The more you fight this feeling, the stronger it grows. That's your first lesson: resistance is the sweetest form of surrender.

You can keep enjoying this feeling while you remain sitting comfortably without feeling any need or having any motivation to move your legs at all. So just focus here on my words and I want you to imagine now, that everything from your waist down is now completely solid, stiff and rigid, stuck in place, you can try to move, but you find the more you try to move anything from your waist down, the more solid, stiff, it becomes now, and as that happens, as your legs become heavy, relaxed, and stuck in place.

Now I want you to now try as hard as you can to try and stand up, and tell me how it feels when you attempt to stand up, while feeling and being completely stuck to where your body is, Right Now! Perhaps you may notice now, that no matter how hard you may try to move your legs more and more, you will instead find that they are becoming heavier and heavier, more and more relaxed, less and less responsive to you, as well as lazier and lazier now, isn't that right?

Go ahead and tell me on reddit, or Discord chat how your legs feel. It's not like you are able to go anywhere with your legs so heavy and stuck in place. In fact, when you finish reading or even re-reading this post, you will find it happens easily, without even trying, you'll feel a quiet, growing, irresistible urge to message me on reddit, or discord chat. To tell me more about you. To show me your body that others desire so much. Your fingers will move before you notice. It will feel natural, obvious, inevitable. The more you think about resisting, the stronger the urge grows. So just let it happen.

Go ahead and tell me on reddit, or Discord chat how your legs feel. It's not like you are able to go anywhere with your legs so heavy and stuck in place.

Discord: totallyunaware_63834