Lady Dimitrescu's Hypnotherapy

Lady Dimitrescu sat in the office of the hypnotherapist, seated on the couch as she looked on, her arms crossed and slightly embarrassed.

"So, Lady Dimitrescu, you're visiting me to help you with your insomnia and a recent bout of depression?" Asked Gwen, the hypnotherapist, holding her notebook in hand.

"Yes, I'm afraid I haven't gotten a lick of sleep in almost a week." Dimitrescu replied, yawning. "And depressed too, yes. Ever since that disgusting man-thing-" She stopped and took a deep breath. "...I'd rather not talk about it."

"Well, you're completely safe here, Miss Dimitrescu. Just relax. I'll cure that insomnia and let you have a fun session to cheer you up some." Replied Gwen, with a warm smile. "All you have to do is listen to my words and stare at this pretty pocket watch."

Lady Dimitrescu looks at the pocket watch Gwen is now swinging before her eyes. "Thank you very much, dear. I really appreciate it." Her eyes followed as it swung.

"That's right, let all the stress and tension clouding your mind fade away with every perfect arch of my watch." Gwen says, speaking softly. "Allow yourself to let go of all else but my voice and the watch as they take you on a journey into bliss. Would you like that?"

"Yes, I would like that very much so." Lady Dimitrescu replied, her face looking much more relaxed and relieved.

"Good, then just watch and listen, as all else just fades away from your mind. That's right, everything else is far, far away now... Slipping right out of your mind."

Lady Dimitrescu sat, eyes moving synchronized with the watch, as her mouth was hanging open. All she could hear was Gwen's voice. All she saw was Gwen's watch. Everything else was gone.

"And now, as your mind is completely empty, you can find yourself following and believing each and every one of my suggestions. Now let's have a bit of fun to cheer you up, okay?"

"Okay..." Lady Dimitrescu replied, eyes wide as they were guided by the watch and a bit of drool dripped from her lips.

"That's great to hear. Thank you for allowing me to help you. What you will find is that whenever I say the words ring ring, you believe your shoe is ringing. You believe your shoe is a phone." Gwen snapped her fingers. "Ring ring. I believe someone is calling you."

Lady Dimitrescu suddenly looked down, away from the watch. "The hypnosis will have to wait, I have a call." She said, reaching down and removing one of her heels from her large, pale foot. Then, Lady Dimitrescu put the heel up to the side of her head. "Hello?"

Gwen smiled, speaking as if she was on the phone. "Yes, is this Lady Dimitrescu? I'm with the world hypnosis association calling for a brief interview. Have you been hypnotized today?"

Lady Dimitrescu sighed. "Well, I was about to be until you interrupted. I was staring at a pocket watch, all of my thoughts had disappeared and I practically felt as though my mind had been switched off, but you called and it switched right back on again." She rolled her eyes, annoyed.

"I'm so sorry to hear that, ma'am. I apologize for the inconvenience. Have you ever been hypnotized before?"

"Not before today I haven't. In fact, to be honest with you, I hadn't suspected it would even work. I'm very surprised." Dimitrescu admitted.

"That's good! Now, I'll let you go and allow you to return to your trance, Miss Dimitrescu. You might find this quite humorous as I hang up and you realize what you've been doing. Goodbye!" Gwen made a clicking sound, such as a phone hanging up.

"Hmm, what do you-" Lady Dimitrescu looked at her phone, realizing it was in fact her own heel that she had taken right off of her foot! She began to laugh, amazed. "Why, I can't believe this! I really thought I was on the phone, Gwen!"

Gwen smiled, proudly admiring the reaction from her strong patient. "Yes, you certainly did believe it! See? You're going to have a wonderful time being hypnotized. Shall we continue?" She held up the watch.

"Y-yes, I would love to..." Lady Dimitrescu's shoulders started to slump and her mouth began to open, falling right back into that relaxed state of mesmerization she was in before, now with one shoe on and one shoe off.

"Very good. Now, Lady Dimitrescu, you're going to find that whenever you hear or say the word toes, it's just so funny. You giggle each time, and it feels so good to hear or say that word, your eyes roll back in your head for a moment. Now, wake up!" Gwen snapped her fingers.

"Hmm?" Said Dimitrescu as she blinked, waking up from her stupor. "What was it we were talking about again?"

"Oh, I was just going to ask you if you'd like to take off your other shoe as well, seeing one is off already. I'm sure your toes will feel much better to be free." Gwen replied, smirking.

"Hehehe, great idea, darling~" Replied Lady D as her eyes rolled and she giggled, before reaching down and taking off her other heel. She was now completely barefoot, her massive, pale feet now nude for Gwen to see.

"My, you've got such big feet, Lady Dimitrescu!" Said Gwen, surprised. "I don't mean to offend you of course. Your big toes are as big as the palms of my hands!"

Lady Dimitrescu giggled some more with rolling eyes. "No no, I'm not offended at all! It's rather funny, really. I feel very good right now." The smile never left her face.

"That's great to hear!" Said Gwen in a cheery tone. "And with you now in a trance, all I've got to do is snap my fingers and you will believe just about anything, no matter how silly. Would you like to see what I mean?"

Lady Dimitrescu blushed a bit, looking a little embarrassed. "Why.. yes, go ahead. I'm intrigued to see what you mean." She replied, crossing her legs causing her soles to show.

"Very well!" Gwen smiled, crossing her arms and about to enjoy the show. "Lady Dimitrescu, you now believe you are a cheerleader cheering about hypnosis." She snapped her fingers.

Suddenly, Lady Dimitrescu popped up off of the couch. Her eyes were wide with excitement, though glazed over in trance. "H-Y-P-N-O, I am under your control!" She cheered, her hands in the air as if she was shaking pom-poms. Lady Dimitrescu was always a reserved, classy woman, but now she was acting like a total teenaged cheer captain! "O-B-E-Y, I'm hypnotized and must comply!"

"Yes, very good!" Gwen said, clapping for the tranced Dimitrescu. "Now have a seat, you've done a good job. And you'll find that as soon as you sit, you will deny being hypnotized, though you will continue to do everything I say.. but while unaware you are doing so." She snapped her fingers, grinning.

Sitting down, Lady Dimitrescu crossed her arms and scoffed the moment her big behind touched the couch. "Ugh, as if I'm hypnotized." She rolled her eyes.

"Hmm, so your not hypnotized right now?" Gwen asked, giving a fake confused expression. "Then why are you showing me your big, smelly feet right now?"

"My feet?" Lady Dimitrescu asked, confused. Meanwhile, she had propped up her extra large feet on the coffee table in front of her, showing off her big, stinky stompers to Gwen. "What ever are you talking about? My feet are firmly planted on the floor. I can feel the carpet! And I'll have you know they do not stink."

Gwen rolled her eyes. "Ugh, seriously, quit denying it and put those ground grippers away! Those dogs are barking and you're stinking up my office." She said, waving her hand back and forth in front of her nose. "Or even better, how about you touch your forehead and fall into a deep sleep." Gwen snapped her fingers once again.

"Pfft, like I'd ever-" As Lady Dimitrescu's finger touched her head, her eyes shut and she slumped forward on the couch, entering a nice and deep slumber.

Gwen smiled and stood up, walking over to the couch and sitting next to the huge, hypnotized woman. "How about you put your feet in my lap, and I'll give them a nice, long massage?"

"Yes.. please...." Dimitrescu responded, her voice showing no emotion. She turned and placed her massive feet in Gwen's lap as she sat up with her head raised now, though her eyes remained closed for the time being.

Gwen hadn't thought of how heavy the lady's feet would be, but they certainly weighed about 10 pounds each as they sat on her lap. "Hmm, your feet are so big and heavy, Lady Dimitrescu. They're probably tired and hurting from walking around your castle in those heels. Let me take care of them." Said Gwen, beginning to rub those large toes of hers, squeezing each one in a soothing manner. She then began to rub her thumbs into the balls of Dimitrescu's feet, moving her thumbs up and down her long soles now.

Lady Dimitrescu's mouth hung open as drool started to drip out. Her eyelids started to flutter, showing her white eyes as they were rolled into the back of her head from trance.

"That's it, just relax and let go of every stress you have, sweetie. Let your mind take a break from thinking and show me those beautiful eyes~" Gwen charmed, continuing to caress the giant feet.

"Yuuuhhhh..." Lady Dimitrescu responded, unable to even form a word anymore. She opened her eyes nice and wide, displaying the whites as she fell deeper and deeper into a state of bliss.

"Good.. Just letting your mind melt and drip out of your mouth in the form of drool now. Let every bit out... no need for a mind, the only thing you need is me." Said Gwen, smirking to herself as she leaned closer to the pale toes in front of her and gave them a sniff.

Lady Dimitrescu's mind was absolute goo. She was drooling so much, her beautiful, vintage dress was quickly becoming drenched.

"Mmm..." Moaned the hypnotist as a waft of Dimitrescu's strong, cheesy footstench flowed into her lungs. She took another breath in and sighed, feeling high off the scent as she couldn't help it now. She went in for a kiss, then a lick, and was soon making out with the soles of Dimitrescu as the Lady was mindless.

Gwen continued, unable to resist. She licked her feet from her heel, up her long soles and to her toes in which she then kissed, licked and sucked on them. Gwen hadn't felt this way over a woman's feet before, but Lady Dimitrescu's were so big and intimidating, it was just so hot having her deeply hypnotized and brainless while Gwen got to have her way with them.

"Now.. in a moment..." Gwen said, catching her breath as she recovered from her pure foot lust. "From this moment forward, you're going to find that whenever you say to yourself "Night night, Dimitrescu", you will instantly fall into a deep, amazing sleep. Each time you say it you will be absolutely knocked out, un-waking until you need to and only when you need to."

Though mindless, Lady Dimitrescu slowly nodded her empty little head as Gwen's commands soaked into her subconscious mind.

"Good. And one more thing.." Gwen stood up, placing one of Lady Dimitrescu's heels into her lap. "Whenever you're feeling down, depressed or just plain sad, deeply inhaling the musk from your shoe will cheer you right up and make you happy, blissful and content with life. Now, let's wake up from your trance on the count of three, remembering these suggestions and being consciously aware of them. One... two... three!"

It took her a moment. She had been so deep after all, so it was understandable, but Lady Dimitrescu awoke with a grin on her face as she wiped away the drool. "My god, I feel so much better. My feet are no longer hurting, I feel as though I could fall asleep whenever I'd like, and as if I never have to worry about being sad again." She said, giving a warm smile to Gwen. "Thank you, so very much, darling. If you don't mind, I'd like to see what this feels like."

Lady Dimitrescu lifted her shoe up to her face, putting her mouth and nose inside to slowly inhale the stench. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head for a moment and a sleepy, relaxed smile formed on her face. "I feel.. at peace." She smiled, closing her eyes momentarily. "You are an amazing hypnotist, my dear."

Gwen blushed, feeling honored to be called such by a woman like Lady Dimitrescu. "Thank you, my Lady. I'm so very glad I could help you. I'd advise you wait until it's time for bed before you use the other trigger I gave you. Wouldn't want you to be passed out here for hours and hours, I'd be sick of your snoring!" Gwen joked.

Lady Dimitrescu gave a chuckle as she placed her shoes back onto her feet. "I don't snore, but I agree I most certainly shouldn't use it just yet." She said, smirking. "I'll get going, but don't be surprised if I show up again, just to enjoy a trance like that sometime in the future."

Gwen opened the door for the tall, pale beauty. "Of course, anytime, my Lady! Have a wonderful day." She said.

Later that night, once it had gotten dark and Lady Dimitrescu was laying on her bed, wrapped in a warm blanket and smiling to herself, she simply said the words "Night night, Dimitrescu."

Many hours passed and Lady Dimitrescu's snores echoed all throughout the halls of her castle. It wasn't until a full 12 hours before she finally woke up again.

Smiling to herself, Dimitrescu sat up in bed, grabbed her shoe and took a sniff. Her eyes rolled and her smile grew wider. "Ahh, what a wonderful day it is."

THE END