"There's nothing quite like the simple pleasure of candy, is there? That instant hit of sweetness as the sugar melts on your tongue feels so good and makes you so happy; it's a pure and uncomplicated bliss that goes straight to the back of your brain without even touching your thoughts. You don't need to think about candy, you don't need to sit down and contemplate the meaning of candy-you just pop it in your mouth and it makes your brain light up with pleasure.
"That's not to say that there aren't any decisions to make with candy, because there are always so many choices open to you. You can have cotton candy, enjoying the way that the sticky, tangled threads melt down into sweet syrup in just a fraction of an instant. You can eat a piece of fudge or caramel, enjoying the soft, malleable confection as you shape it with your tongue. You can suck on a hard candy, letting it dissolve oh so slowly in your mouth until it disappears without you even noticing it. You can even, if you're a little daring, take a handful of pop rocks and feel them fizz out one by one until all that's left is sweetness.
"But no matter where you start with your choices, the end result is always the same. The sugar melts in your mouth, your tastebuds send those signals up into the deepest and most instinctive parts of your brain, and you feel warm and happy and good without needing to think about it at all. No matter where the journey starts with candy, the destination is always the same. Sweet, sticky bliss.
"I think we both know where I'm going with this. The only question is, how do you want to go under today?
"Maybe you want to melt like cotton candy. You can imagine each and every one of your thoughts, tangled and twisted around each other into a big, pink, fluffy mess of sweet sticky delight. And my words melt those thoughts down, one by one, each one dissolving in an instant until they flow together in a puddle of mindless bliss. Every time one thought dips into another, they melt together until you're not sure where your thoughts end and the pleasure begins, and all you want to do is relax and let the sugar-sweet ecstasy coat your mind in layer after layer of pure joy. You can picture it so easily, can't you?
"Or perhaps you want to be soft and malleable like a piece of caramel. You can imagine the way that the heat of your body slowly softens that stiffness in your mind, my every word making it easier and easier to shape those soft, smooth, silky thoughts until they're exactly what I want them to be. And the hotter you get, the more liquid that pleasure becomes in your brain until it flows into every corner and fills up every empty space with pure bliss, saturating you with sweet sticky ecstasy until it's the only think in your head. Wouldn't that be such a delicious way to slip away into trance for me?
"Or maybe you want your thoughts to pop like little bubbles for me. Maybe you want to feel a little bit of surprise, that fizz of excitement as every time you try to form a thought and hold it there's a sudden burst of energy and the thought explodes into pure, sweet pleasure in your brain. One after another, each and every last little notion going 'Pop! Pop! Pop!' until before you even realize it your mind is completely empty except for the ecstasy of trance and the sound of my voice. It sounds so wonderful, doesn't it? Your thoughts vanishing faster than you can think them, leaving behind only bliss?
"Or possibly, you've just been relaxing all along to the sound of my voice, letting my words very slowly melt your mind like a piece of hard candy dissolving on your tongue. You've been letting it get smaller and smaller, imperceptibly at first but then quicker with each passing moment as the sweetness saturates your thoughts with pleasure. Until without even noticing it, there's just that tiny little sliver of consciousness left, surrounded by pure bliss all around it, and you're just feeling it melt faster and faster and faster. And then there's that warm, peaceful moment where you're not even sure it's there anymore, or if you're just imagining it, and then... it's gone.
"No matter where you start with your choices, the end result is always the same. Sweet, sticky bliss. All your thoughts have melted down, down, down into a puddle of syrupy pleasure, coating your mind until everything clings together and it's easier just to let me do the thinking for you. Your brain is melted into happiness, all that pure instinctual joy hitting you over and over without any decision on your part. It's so easy to relax into the sugar high, to nod and smile and listen to my voice telling you what to do. All my words are just like sweetness now, aren't they? Going right back into the very back of your brain without even touching your thoughts.
"Only hypnosis is even better than candy. Once candy melts, all that sweetness fades away, but melting your brain into a deep hypnotic trance for me is only the beginning of the pleasure, isn't it? You have to eat another piece of candy to get the same feeling again, but all you need to do for me is listen and accept. The bliss keeps flowing and flowing, like an endless river of warm sweet syrup pouring over your thoughts as you relax into peace and pleasure and sink deeper for me.
"It's so simple to let my words wash over you, to allow yourself to focus on them and let everything else drift away for a while. Just concentrate on the ecstasy that melts your mind, let it take you deeper and deeper as you feel better and better. You can imagine a candy jar right there at your side, picture taking another piece of candy and putting it into your mouth to take you twice as deep as before. You can have as much trance candy as you want, and all it does is melt down into that sticky syrup that coats your brain bit by bit with deep pleasure and relaxation.
