Day 22 - Goo

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#22 of Hypnovember 2020

An adorable absol (Cenajus) has a visit to his local hypnotherapist, Dr. Goodra. She gives him a nice relaxing break.


"Good evening, Sol!" The plump goodra greeted, as the unusually large, fluffy absol came trotting in for his appointment.

"Hihi, Dr. Goodra!" The Sol sang back, taking a seat and washing his paw as the goodra casually sauntered over to the couch that dominated her room.

"Same as always, Sol?" She asked, flopping backwards onto her couch and stretching out.

Sol nodded eagerly.

"Alrighty! C'mon over and hop up, my dear." She called, patting her belly. She didn't have to ask twice. Sol trotted over with excitement, and hopped up onto the big, gooey belly with minimal scrambling for traction. An impressive feat, for such a large absol.

"Now, let's get started. Would you like the pendulum today, Sol?" Dr. Goodra asked.

"Yes please!" The Sol chimed, and the Goodra reached over and picked it up.

"Now just lay on your back, and look watch it like always, my good boy." Dr. Goodra instructed, gently, sweetly. Sol rolled over, laying his back into the soft, gooey belly below him and resting his head on her gooey neck as the pendulum began to sway before his eyes.

"Go ahead and count the swings for me, in your head." She instructed. Sol began counting, and purring softly as the relaxation followed. He'd had so many of these appointments that every little thing, from the rhythm of the doctor's breathing to the feeling of her warm, gooey body, had a conditioned response: relax, and slip into a soft, gentle trance.

"That's a good boy." She praised. "Now - let's just do a very simple count down, okay?" She suggested, gently. The Sol's purring increased in volume. He knew what was coming. "Just from ten, to one. Very simple. Nice and slow. In time with your breathing. Are you ready?"

"Mhmm." The Sol hummed.

"Good. Ten... nine... eight..." She began, timing every number with the Sol's exhales, and loosening the goo on her belly ever so slightly. Every breath the Sol let out made him feel as if he was sinking a little deeper into her warm, gooey belly. Slipping down into her embrace, so comfortable, so safe, so relaxed.

"Seven... Six... Five..." She continued, smiling as the Sol relaxed and purred louder, his eyes drooping as they struggled to keep up with the steady swinging of the pendulum. "Four... Three... Two..." She loosed herself up, melting over the couch slightly as the Sol slipped so deep just his paws and a tiny sliver of his belly were still outside her.

"One. Sinking deep for me." She said, liquifying and letting the fluffy Absol sink into her completely, his purring creating a pleasant vibration inside her as his body sank into her warm belly, and his mind sank into a warm trance. She rubbed her belly softly, creating a gentle petting sensation over the now-trapped Sol, as she continued to speak. It was muffled to her adorable subject, but the intent was obvious.

"Just stay relaxed. Stay so calm, so soft. Go ahead and drift in this trance for a while. Sinking until you're just comfortable, just warm, just safe. Sinking into this warmth and staying there, so happy, so calm. Good boy." She praised, setting her pendulum down and patting her now-solid belly.

"And don't be afraid to fall asleep." She added, closing her eyes and leaning back. A nap did sound nice, actually.