Beautiful Body
The gold medal spun round and round, round and round, Victor’s thoughts spinning with it.
“So beautiful…” He drooled.
“It is and so is your mind,” Belinda replied. “A beautiful mind needs a beautiful body. You will exercise.”
“I’m no athlete like you.”
“You will be.”
Ten laps around the block for starters, clothes optional.
Portugal won its first Gold Medal at the Olympics this year (and most likely the only one considering the athletes that are still in competition…) and that wouldn’t have been possible without a lot of training and hard work. Exercising on a professional level is hard but the same can be said on a personal level if the motivation isn’t there.
After I heard the news of our athlete winning the Triple Jump gold medal, I started thinking about how a medal could be used as a focus and this came to me. Hypnosis may just be the motivation you need. (Not sure about the clothes part though).
Unnatural
There was nothing natural about the floating woman in the cemetery, and yet she was irresistible.
“I must go to her…” David said.
“Are you insane?” His older brother, Josh, noted. “That’s a fucking ghost!”
“I don’t care…”
He was still saying that when she entered his mouth to take his body for a spin.
Just a little impromptu inspired by my love of supernatural stuff, I suppose. I’ve started reading a lot of horror stories again lately so I suppose that could have something to do with it as well. Do you want to be possessed by a female ghost?
Sick New Trigger
It was the tenth sneeze in a row. Marcus turned to his wife and asked:
“Is this some kind of sick new trigger?”
“Maybe you’re just sick…” Mary replied.
“Nah… I smell hypnosis! What was it?”
“One sneeze for every time you think of my strapon, sweetie.”
He sneezed one hundred more times that weekend.
So… true story. Today at the office, at around 11 am I suddenly sneezed seven times in a row in the course of two minutes and then I stopped and didn’t do it again all day. I don’t really know what happened, it if was air-conditioning related or if something got inside my nostrils but it was kind of strange. Right after this event took place, I had an idea to use sneezes as triggers and suggestions and this was it though it could be applied to anything, really.
Mental Channel
“Alexandra?”
“Yes, General?”
“You have a YouTube channel now?”
“Yes. Started it last week.”
“And you already have a million subscribers? How?”
“You know the answer.”
“That’s too much even for a skilled hypnotist.”
“Is it?”
“Yes! There’s no way this is…”
He blinked before finishing the sentence, a blank laptop screen smiling at him.
No, I don’t have a YouTube channel. I’ve thought of creating one for the site a couple of times already but could never think of a way to get it going. I would also be spreading myself too thin if I did something like that so I asked Alexandra to do it for me. The thing is: she has a knack for making people believe the things she wants them to see and the poor General invariably gets caught up in it. It happened again and it will keep on happening though I suppose a non-existent YouTube channel is quite tame compared to some of the other things she’s done to him already.