"Close your eyes and relax. Take a deep breath, hold it, and let it go."

Christina did as David asked. She was a natural subject, he said, and she believed it. She had experienced such pleasures while being hypnotized by David. He had put her into such deep trances that the impossible became possible. She couldn't wait to see what would happen to her this time.

"Now I want you to relax all of your muscles. So relaxed. Your muscles are so relaxed that you cannot move them. You cannot move your arms, your legs, or your eyes. The more you try to open your eyes or move your arms or legs, the deeper into trance you go. Deeper and deeper. Now try to open your eyes for me."

Christina tried to open her eyes and found that she couldn't.

"Try to move your arms and your legs."

Christina thought about moving her arms and legs but found the thought exhausting. She couldn't do it. She couldn't resit his words. She fell deeper into his voice.

"Very good. You are doing so well. Your unconscious mind will follow perfectly my every command without thinking or resistance. Every word that I say takes you deeper and deeper as your conscious mind shuts down and lets my every word guide your thoughts. My words are your reality and every word takes you deeper and deeper."

Christina felt her mind, her thoughts, grow distant. All she wanted in the whole world was to do what David commanded. To be what David said. She hung on every word.

"Now I'm going to count down from 10 and with each number, you will find that your arms and legs become less and less a part of you. Each number I count down will cause you to feel them less and less. It will feel like they are fading from existence and as they fade from existence, you will fall deeper and deeper. 10… 9… 8..."

Christina tried to focus on her arms and legs, but their connection was growing tenuous. With each number, she let them go, as she drifted away from them or they drifted away from her.  She cared not which.

"3… 2… 1… Very good. Your arms and legs are now gone. It feels so natural that they are gone. It is as if they were never a part of you. In fact, your mind forgets what it was like to have arms and legs as you erase them from your memory."

Christina mind did just that, reshaping her self image to match David's words.

"Now I want you to focus on your tongue and teeth. Notice how with every word your teeth fade away. With every word your teeth fade from existence until there is nothing there but smooth gums. Feel the smooth gums with your tongue."

Christina moved her tongue along the smooth gums and against her lips. Her entire world was now focused on her tongue.

"Very good. Now notice how similar your tongue is to your clit. It is just like a long, flexible copy of your clit. But notice how sensitive your tongue is. It is even more sensitive than your clit. Twice as sensitive. Four times as sensitive. Ten times as sensitive."

Christina moaned as she ran her tongue against her gums. It felt so incredible. Her mind melted down a little more.

"It feels so good. You want to rub your tongue against anything that gets near it. Feel how long it is. How it can wrap around anything that gets close. It can coil if you want it to. Wrapping it around something, anything, doubles the pleasure."

Christina wanted so much to wrap her tongue around something. Anything.

"Now I want you to focus on your vagina. Focus on this tunnel entering you and running through you. With each number I count down, this tunnel stretches longer. It is pounded deeper into you, just as you fall deeper with my every word, until that tunnel reaches your mouth and your wonderful, sensitive tongue. You want that so much with 5… 4… 3..."

Christina sensed her vagina shifting deeper into her with every number. Each number caused it to push up, until it was in her chest. She felt it pushed past her breasts and into her throat. As David reached 1, she knew the tunnel was complete.

"You have a deep desire for this tunnel to be open and straight. Raise your head and open your mouth so this tunnel is open and straight. Feel your head sink into your shoulders. This will allow it to always be open and straight."

Christina opened her mouth wide and arched her head back. It was important for her mouth to stay open and for it to be aligned perfectly with her throat. So important. She felt her mind sink into her body with her head. The head wasn't important. Keeping the tunnel straight was important.

"You are doing so very well. Now let your breathing fade away. It is something you need not concern yourself with. Let it stop and not think about it any longer. Only think about how hungry your pussy and mouth are. Think about how good it would feel for your tunnel to be full. Very good."

Christina ran her tongue around the lips to her open mouth and let the saliva flow deep into her. Her arousal was producing copious amounts of wetness at both ends. She was hungry to be filled.

"Now I want you to think about how small you are. So small that a single one of my hands can wrap around your entire body."

Christina felt David wrap a hand around her torso. His hands were so huge, but felt so right somehow.

"Now I want you to focus on your tunnel. Contract it. Squeeze it. You entire body wants to grasp whatever enters it. It wants to wrap around whatever enters it and squeeze it tight. So tight, since each squeeze will send waves of pleasure up and down your body."

Christina clenched her body and felt her tunnel clamp down on emptiness. That emptiness was an ache that only increased her hunger. She needed to squeeze down on something real or her hunger would only increase.

"Now you want me to use you as a toy to pleasure myself. Being a toy in my hand triples your pleasure. You so want to be a toy that your mind rejects being called Christina. You are only Pocket Pussy. Pocket Pussy is what you've always been and I have always been your owner."

Pocket Pussy ached for her owner. She longed to be used as she was meant to be used. As she was always used by owner.

"You exist to maximize my pleasure or the pleasure of whoever is currently using you. Whoever is using you is your owner, even if that someone is not me, and you only find pleasure by pleasing your owner. And just like the Pocket Pussy you are, you will stretch to accommodate anything placed into you."

The command about her owner possibly changing unsettled Pocket Pussy, but her thoughts were overpowered by the tsunami of feelings from David pushing her down and impaling her. She had to stretch so wide. Her tunnel, her body, was stretched so wide. And he just kept pushing and pushing until she felt something enter her mouth that pressed against her gloriously sensitive tongue.

Pocket Pussy did then what she was made to do. She coiled her tongue around and around. She clenched and squeezed her body and used the leverage from her tongue to push herself down further. Her mind exploded when David pushed her up and down himself.

Her awareness only returned briefly when David removed her and said, "You will now fall into a deep slumber. A sleep that will last all night. You will dream of being what you are all night. Of being used all night. And when you awake in the morning, you will wait patiently until I use you again. Now sleep. Sleep and dream of pleasing your owner."

And with that, Pocket Pussy's mind finally shut down and she began to dream.

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David cleaned his toy before returning to their bed. He could sense that she was sleeping. He watched her tongue coil around an imaginary entity as her entire body contracted slightly in his hand. By morning, she was going to very good at this.  Yes, very good indeed.

He pulled a box out of the night stand, lifted the lid, and gently placed the fleshy tube inside. He closed the lid and padlocked it shut, before placing the box back into the nightstand drawer. That should keep her safe and secure. He couldn't have her rolling under the bed while dreaming.

Tomorrow, he'll have his fun and then run the hypnosis script in reverse to fully restore and wake her. She'll be amazed and fawn over how deeply hypnotized she had been, while having no idea that she was far more under his control than she could ever imagine.