AUTHOR'S NOTE: The idea for these stories were inspired by "The Jerk-Off Sessions", written by the author Hearsz, who has given his permission to allow me to use a similar format.
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It had been three weeks since my incident with Mellie, and my encounter with the none other than the sexy Ariana Grande. Me and Mellie talked about it though and we both decided that it's best that we keep what happened to ourselves, for the sake of both our reputations. I didn't want to be seen as the pervert guy who humiliated the popular girl and she didn't want the school to think she was some school slut.
Believe it or not some good news came out of this whole "blackout" thing, that I was right... These "blackouts" wasn't just my imagination that I was having while jerking off, they were real! After the incident with Mellie/Ariana Grande, I told my parents everything from Vanessa Hudgens, to Alison Brie, to Jennifer Love Hewitt, to Ashley Benson, and last, but not least Ariana Grande and told them what triggered it. At first, they looked at me like I was crazy, but they started believing me or thinking something was seriously wrong by how terrified I looked and sounded. So it was decided that they were taking me to a doctor, to try and figure out what was going on with me. As I met with a doctor that my father knew and talked to him about everything including Mellie, he told me something that I didn't know what to do with it.
He told me that what was happening to me was real and that he had heard cases like this before and it was something the professionals call "Inception", and I'm not talking about the movie. Him telling me that only left me with more questions than answers, he went on to explain that "Inception" is sort of like a sex mind game, where as I would get turned on and my mind would change reality to make a new one where I would get a chance to have sex with said celebrity and then once it was over, it would change reality back to where it was. It went on to say that this only happens to 5 people every ten years. I didn't know what to make of it, I mean it all made since now and in some weird way if I was one of he 5 people this was happening to at the moment, I was glad that I wasn't alone. After the doctor told me this, we had a meeting with my family and explained everything, at first, things got awkward with my family and was mostly silence, but now we started getting back into the function of things.
I became interested in how long I would have "Inception" and while he told me that "Inception" was something that the professionals don't quite fully understand yet, that in other cases that it once the person gets it, they have it forever. I mean this all was some weird kind of science crap that only few people in the world knew about. The doctor went on to informed me that if I tried, I could maybe learn how to control it by seeking more professional help. So he recommended to a renowned Psychologist who was in on the whole "Inception" secret. My parents scheduled an appointment as soon as it was available, at first, there was a long waiting list, but after the doctor called and told them it was about "Inception" they quickly cleared up space. To make things a bit easier, I started being home school due to my condition.
The first thing I knew that I wanted to do was nothing. Not a damn thing, not until I learned how to control my "Inception". I never left the house, I didn't watch much TV which was kind of a bummer, I didn't go anywhere near my laptop and stayed off the internet on my phone and kept phone and texting conversations to a minimum. I was confident that I was going to gain full control over my "Inception" no matter what, and avoiding what turned me on and not jerking off was the only way I knew how until the Psychologist helped me gain full control.
After three days of this, I was near breaking point. I was getting bored because of no entertainment and for the past two nights I was sporting an erection that wouldn't let me get some sleep. Staying abstinent for all this time was driving me insane as my "Inception" was trying to gain full control of me. I wondered how the other 4 people dealing with "Inception" was dealing with it, did they already gain full control? Or was they doing worse than me? Cold showers were only a temporary solution. However, I stayed strong because I knew that tomorrow i would have my first meeting with the Psychologist Dr. Richards which would be my first step in controlling my "Inception".
I was grateful that I was seeing a male Psychologist, as revealing all my sexual adventures with a women because it might run the risk of my "Inception" taking over and so on. My doctor already informed Dr. Richards a lot about my "Inception" and I wasn't going to hold anything back either, I was going to tell everything. I was confident that I was going to gain full control of my "Inception".
My step mother drove me to Dr. Richards office which was a few miles away from our house, I avoiding all eye contact and talking during the drive because my step mother was a MILF that I would be lying if I said she didn't turn me on, so I didn't want to run the risk of my "Inception" taking over so I tried distracting myself as best as I possibly could. After we arrived and she checked me in, the receptionist told me that Dr. Richards would see me right away. I convinced my step mother that it was better for me to go in alone and as much as I enjoyed fucking these sexy celebrities due to my "Inception", but my "Inception" can become life threatening as almost drowned fucking Ashley Benson, I had to gain full control over it.
"Just go down the hall, the last door on the right, and wait in the office. Dr. Richards will be with you in a few minutes," the receptionist told me. I entered the office, quite a lavish set up. Dr. Richards had. Plenty of framed pictures up on one wall, showing off his qualifications amongst other things. A bookcase filled with medical and psychiatric books no doubt. The dark red colored velvet couch looked inviting, the place where I no doubt would be telling Dr. Richards what my "Inception" from last month until now and also start gaining control. So without hesitation, I lay down up on it, the softness of the couch had me instantly relaxed, as I waited for his arrival. The couch faced away from the front door, so I kept an ear out for when he entered the room.
Within seconds, I could hear the door open and footsteps enter, the Doctor closing the door behind them. But the first thing I heard come out of their mouth was not what I was expecting.
"Hi Jake. Sorry for keeping you waiting." said a women's voice.
I turned my head, and rather than seeing a male doctor enter the room, a woman with red hair done up in a bun, wearing glasses was there to greet me instead. This was not what I wanted. This women was stunning and I knew could be a trigger for my "Inception", her professional looking attire made sure of that as her clothing covered quite a lot of her body.
"Um... Who are you? I had an appointment with Dr. Richards," I said.
"Yes I know, but unfortunately something came up regarding his wife, it was on a short notice. I'm an partner of his and he asked me to fill in for him. Is that going to be a problem Jake?" She said as she tilted her head.
She seemed to be quite nonchalant about the whole thing, going through some notes that Dr. Richards had left her as she awaited my response. She looked strangely familiar, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.
"I uh... Um...," I stopped mid sentence as this replacement Psychologist turned to reach for a pen upon the desk, giving me a grand view of her full round backside, accentuated by her tight figure hugging skirt which helped outline her panties underneath. She wasn't showing off much in the leg department thankfully, the hem of her skirt going down well below her knees.
With my condition was way to serious and I needed help now, and rescheduling was out of the question. So I responded,
"Um no, no... I'm sure it'll be fine. I hope Dr. Richards left some good notes because it's a little embarrassing for me to say out loud for what I have done with my "Inception".
The truth is, this sexy red head Psychologist could be a trigger and me telling her about my other encounters with various female celebs, I was worried that would cause my "Inception" to get the best of me.
"Don't worry Jake. What we discuss here today will remain confidential, and for your comfort the room is sound proof so nothing can escape these walls. I'm a professional, and I've talked to Dr. Richards about "Inception" many of times and although you're my first case involving it, I'm intrigued with "Inception". By the way, you can call me Dr. Hendricks." She said reassuring me.
At the time I didn't why that name sounded so familiar. I was too focused on how the hell I was going to get through this first session. I stood to shake her hand to make the introduction formal, and as I moved back to sit down on the couch, Dr. Hendricks let the pen she was holding slip from her grasp, falling onto the carpeted floor.
"Oh my bad. Let me get that," she said as she bent down, granting me a spectacular view of her gargantuan cleavage. Dr. Hendricks had the biggest set of tits I'd ever seen in my entire life! My mind literally exploded for those few milli-seconds that I had to gaze at those glorious tits as they hung down from underneath her top. I could feel a drop of sweat roll down my forehead like I'd just entered a sauna.
