Previously: (https://www.furaffinity.net/view/56910378/) Next: (https://www.furaffinity.net/view/56913801/)

Dexter is slowly lulled on a trance by a thick purple gas.

__________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

Doc: "Now, Mr Barnes? What precisely about your plight is so troubling?"

Dexter: "I hate how my fur and my wool makes me keep overheating, I hate how little dexterity I have. And I hate how I'm going to be trapped here. Reduced to nothing more then some sort of livestock or servant."

Doc: "Hmm okay. Would you be fine with a small hypnotherapy session to ease your stress?"

Dexter: "I suppose..."

Doc: "Now I want all of you to try breathing in and out. In and out. In and out."

Hoping it would help me, I listened to him and breathed in and out.

"Now, sit back. Relax. And let the calming gas pacify your mind."

The room filled with strange purple fumes. At first I was concerned by the miasma of purple gas surrounding me, however after a minute or two I became enraptured a euphoric high that eased my stress.

"Let go of your worries. Let go of your fears. Let the gas pacify your mind."

Enthralled by the intoxicating purple fumes all my stress and worries seemed to disipate away, leaving me calm relaxed and open his guidence.