Elizzyviolet here: this is a second person POV story where you're hypnotized by a catgirl to become a catgirl for a little while. The protagonist (you) can be any gender, but they'll end up as a catgirl. Feel free to either play along and maybe get in a hypnotized mood, or read it as a normal story!
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You come home from your fishing trip, and your roommate is sitting on the couch typing on her laptop. Her fuzzy, blonde cat ears perk up when you enter, and she closes her laptop and stands up to greet you. Her tail excitedly waves behind her. Like most catgirls, she's cute and bad at cleaning up after herself; the living room is a little worse than it was when you left. She's wearing fuzzy sweatpants and a thick blue sweater.
"Hi!" she says. "Good to see you're back! So, you were out at the beach for three whole days with your friends... surely you caught something good?"
You recount your deeply humiliating fishing experiences, including the pufferfish incident. You didn't even come home with anything you could eat or mount in your office.
"Nooooo!" she says. "I was hoping there would be something good. At least you got your tackle box out of the ocean, and you're nice and cleaned up now. You don't even smell like fish."
You spend some time unpacking your luggage, but you still feel like you're on that terrible fishing trip. As you go from room to room unpacking, the feeling doesn't go away. You went on this trip to relax, but you came back feeling even worse.
Your roommate picks up on the vibe.
"Are you doing okay?" she asks.
You decide to be honest with her, and you sit down on the couch next to her as you talk about your lingering feelings.
"Maybe I can help," she says. "We've lived together for about a month, so maybe you can finally try some hypnotherapy with me?"
She
is
a certified hypnotherapist. And you do need to relax. Why not? You've been too busy to try it with her until now, but you have a lot of free time. And you've known her for a while, so you can trust her.
You say yes.
"Yay!" she says. "So, let me get my hypnotherapy tools, and we can get started right here on the couch."
You sit on your cozy couch and wait with a little anxiety. Eventually, she comes back with a pink leather bag full of... something. You've never poked through her stuff before, so you don't know what's inside.
She dims the lights in the room, then sits down in the recliner opposite of the couch. The coffee table sits right between both of you. The bag goes on the ground, and the table hides it from view.
"So first," she says, "Just get cozy, let your body relax, and lean back in your seat. Keep your eyes open the whole time. Stare at the table for now... enjoy the shiny wood and the faint glimmer of the dim lights."
Her tone seems slightly different than her energetic catgirl roommate persona; she's calm and collected, but somehow even more confident.
"Now for some breathing exercises. I want you to inhale...
"And exhale...
"Inhale...
"And exhale.
"Keep up that slow pattern. Inhale warm relaxation every time you breathe in, and then release the stress every time you breathe out. In, and out... In, and out...
"Let the couch warm up underneath you as your body loosens with relaxation.
"Simply stare at the table. Get lost in its shiny surface. Breathe in, and out... In, and out.
"All you have to do is listen to my voice. Let your anxiety fade away. Focus on the present moment, and listen to me.
"Now, imagine a wave of relaxation starting at your feet and rising up through your ankles, making you go loose and limp as it travels. Imagine the wave going up your calves, then to your knees, right up your thighs... and to your hips.
"With your legs relaxed and limp, the wave of relaxation starts to travel up your torso, making your stomach and lower back relaxed and calm. The wave goes up to your chest, then it washes over your shoulders and starts to seep into your arms.
"Let the wave go down your shoulders and all the way to your elbows, and then let it spread down to your hands and end at your fingertips.
"Then from your neck, the wave of relaxation rises upward, relaxing your chin, and it washes over your entire head, filling your scalp with happy relaxation as the wave seeps into your mind.
"Let the relaxation take you. Let it fill your mind and push your problems away. Breathe in, and out, as your mind grows calm and hazy.
"You don't need to move. You don't need to think. All you need to do is listen to my words."
She opens her bag and pulls out a pink lighter and a small white candle.
"I will light a candle for you, and I want you to focus on the flame when I light it."
She sets the candle on the table and lights it, then she puts her lighter away. A small orange flame dances on the narrow wick.
"Let your calm eyes drift to the flame. Ignore everything else, and imagine that this flame represents your mind."
You stare at it. The flame is almost entirely still, but it wavers when she speaks.
"When I blow this out, your mind will go dark, and your body will turn limp and relaxed..."
You stare and stare, lost in the flickering flame.
"I'll count down... Five, four, three, two, one..."
