*Editor’s Note: I asked him if a woman could be seduced through the use of hypnosis and Dr. P. said he didn’t know. So I did some research, purchased a hypnosis program, and the Doctor and I studied the program.
The Doctor and I were smart enough to each keep a journal as to our results. But because I don’t hide my identity, there’s no way in hell I’m putting my journal entries online. But due to the fact I’m keeping the Doctor’s identity a secret, he’s totally fine with me posting his journal entries.
Everything the Doctor has written is word-for-word. Though I did edit any spelling and grammatical mistakes. Also, the names of anyone mentioned in the journal have been changed (with the exception of me).
And without hesitation, I’m excited to bring you The Journal of Dr. Pleasure….
Thursday, June 6
Karl purchased the program tonight. It’s called Power of Conversational Hypnosis. The good news is it’s a digital download, so K-dawg sent me the program’s username and password. There’s a lot of content to this program. Around 18 hours of audio and extras to be exact. I feel like I’m in college again.
I should mention that this experience began when Karl asked me if a woman could be hypnotized into seduction. Due to my profession, I’m asked a million questions a day, but this is something I didn’t have an answer to. And when I sat there and considered his question, I think we both knew how great of a question it really is.
The guys began throwing hypothetical questions out there… really cool things they wish hypnosis could actually do. I’ll try to list them—the ones I can remember… using hypnosis we want to:
-Get someone who hates you to like you
-Get the hospital to give me a raise
-Have an employee at Best Buy to give me a ridiculous deal on electronics
-Dave had a great idea: to go in front of the assessment board and to hypnotize them into lowering his property taxes
-Enter new social circles and move to the top
-Take any situation I’m unhappy with and have someone do whatever it takes to fix it for me
I’m very excited. I’ve browsed the program and will work hard to master this. Karl is as competitive as I am, so I know I’m going to need to take this seriously or else I won’t hear the end of it.
Saturday, June 8
I didn’t have a chance to journal yesterday. I was too into the program. I got home from work yesterday evening after swimming some laps at the pool and then went straight into the program. I spent all of today studying the program. I am hooked. This is fascinating stuff.
What’s really interesting is that a person can not only hypnotize another person (or people), but they also have the power to hypnotize themselves. I made it a point to not attempt any techniques until I’m completely finished with the program. But I do want to see if I can hypnotize myself into no longer being afraid of dogs. If that can be done, I’ll be a true believer.
Tuesday, June 11
So exhausted! I thought today would never end! But the good news is I’m finished with the program. I was supposed to meet with Karl, but am way too tired and behind with other things I need to do. I promised to meet him tomorrow. We want to strategize and see what we can do with this stuff. I’m too tired… got to go to sleep… right now. Don’t need to hypnotize myself for that!
Wednesday, June 12
I feel so much better now! I slept like a king. I met with Karl and we talked for roughly three hours tonight. This is going to be a fun experience, that’s for sure! We decided to make a list of ridiculous hypnosis tasks, list them individually on a sheet of paper, and put them in a hat.
And before we go out, we must pull three tasks out of the hat and attempt to perform each of the three hypnosis tasks that night.
I wasn’t much help in making the list. But the majority of the tasks deal with attracting women or getting someone to do something super random—one of the tasks I mentioned is to get someone to give their watch to the hypnotist. Nerdy, I know. But there were much crazier ones. Much crazier. Like how to hypnotize a woman to do anything….
Thursday, June 13
…We’re going out tomorrow night. I’m actually very excited. I hope this works, but even if it doesn’t, it will be good for a whole lot of laughs. …
Saturday, June 15
…Let me start off by saying holy fuck! Last night was one of the best nights ever. SO MUCH HAPPENED. I need to start from the beginning. We met at Dave’s house to pregame. The three tasks I pulled from the hat were:
-Get someone to apologize to the bartender for blowing a fart.
-Get a woman to grind on the creepiest guy at the bar
-Get a girl to give you her bra
And Karl’s were:
-Get a DJ to play The Chicken Dance
-Get the valet to dance
– Get free drinks from a waitress or bartender
I should probably just start with the fart. I wanted to choose a guy to hypnotize for this one, but David tells us it should be an attractive woman. Oh, great!
And before I have a chance to respond, Karl runs over to a group of girls and says something, and this beautiful 20-something brunette woman immediately glares at me and then flicks me off, mouthing the words “Fuck you!”
Karl waves me over and the girl stands up and practically yells in my ear, and I feel the spit from her mouth as she shouts, “What the fuck are you doing telling your friend I farted? That’s totally fucking rude.”
And there’s Karl smiling at me like the punk pal he is. I turn back to the woman and she says, “You’re a fucking asshole.” Then she looks around and adds, “I want to get one of my guys to beat your ugly ass!”
I look at this girl’s face for any sense of her smiling or lightening the mood, but to put it mildly, she’s not happy. She’s a bitch. So I looked straight into her eyes—thought for a moment—and did everything the program taught me to do.
So I cleared my throat, looked deep into her beautiful bitch eyes, and made the suggestion, telling her she needed to apologize to me for farting, and then apologize to the bartender.
“I’m sorry for farting.” she said, not breaking eye contact. In unison, with the exception of this bitch girl, everyone’s face dropped—mine, Karl’s, our friends, her friends. And then I look over to see bitch girl in the bartender’s ear. The guy listens to her, and instantly laughs so hard he slams the bottle of beer he’s holding down on the bar, causing it to fizz over.
The bartender laughs so hard he’s almost crying, and then a female bartender comes over to see what’s so funny. And the bitch girl calmly tells her, “I’m sorry for farting,” and the female bartender—clearly caught off guard— grins, shakes her head, and walks away to serve a customer across the bar.
And then I remembered… I wasn’t done yet. And so I made the suggestion (which is a nice way of saying I commanded…) for bitch girl to walk over to a guy and grind on him. And as the piece of paper noted, it was the creepiest guy around—maybe not in the entire bar—but in the area we were situated at.
He was around the age of 50, had a grayish moustache, and was wearing a hunting hat. The guy was definitely out of place. He was alone at the bar and hunched over his seat, drinking a beer.
My mouth again dropped as she makes a bee-line over to the guy and started dancing on him. The guy quickly turned, as if he was shocked, yet agitated. And when he realized it was a good-looking woman, there was a few seconds of him just staring at her. And then he looks at all of us. It’s as if he was trying to figure out if this was a joke or not.
So the guy turns to face her, and she’s dancing, and by this time, half the bar is watching this. And Karl and some of our other friends run over to me and Karl says, “I don’t fucking believe this!”
Then Karl says, “I’ll be right back!” and I watch in complete shock as the creepy guy has his hands all over the chick.
And I decide to do the unthinkable…
…And it might have been a bit much. But I knew if it actually worked, this hypnosis thing would be for real. Maybe I was just drunk off the power?
I walked over to the creepy guy and smile. He gives me a faint smile and turns his attention back toward hot bitch, as she’s still grinding on him. And I whispered the final command into her ear…
…For her to take off her bra and give it to me. She stops dancing and I add for her to remove her bra while dancing on the creepy guy (yet I didn’t call him creepy in the command), and…
…Karl suddenly rushes over with two drinks and hands me them both, saying, “I didn’t even pay for these! I got the bartender chick to give them to me!” And then we all watch as the bitch girl pulls her tank top off over her head…
Everyone in the bar began cheering. And I swear, the creepy guy’s eyes were bugging out of his head.
And next, everything was slow motion. Because the girl begins to unstrap her bra, and one of her friends rushes over to try and stop her, but bitch girl shrugs her friend off and slides out of that bra…
…And then she slides the bra down her arms and off completely, unveiling a pair of breasts that are either fake or naturally perfect.
And she holds the bra up for me to take so I approach her…
And what happens next is pure comedy gold. I wish I had it all on video tape. Because the creepy guy gives me a huge grin when I hand him the drink…
…and the bitch chick grabs her drink and dumps it over her bare breasts as she dances.
Everyone cheers as her nipples grow hard from the icy drink. I then take her bra and stuff it in the pocket of my pants as numerous people cheer. I put my hands above my head to signal triumph.
At that point, bitch girl’s friends swarm her, grab her tank top from the floor, and get her in the corner. They dress her, and one of the girls comes over to me, puts her hand out and says, “May I please have my friend’s bra back?” And I give it to her.
And pretty much right then and there, The Chicken Song starts playing.
Gee, I wonder how that happened? KARL!
And Karl hurries over to the creepy guy and says something, and moments later, the guy is grooving over to the dance floor, a hop in his step, and he’s dancing the chicken dance with a drink in his hand.
And Karl says in my ear, “I know I was supposed to hypnotize a valet to dance, but there’s no valet here, so I did the next best thing!”
And before long, the dance floor was full of people—mainly women—dancing the chicken dance with this guy. It blew my fucking mind.
I can do anything with hypnosis, including making a night like tonight a great one—for both me and my friends—and for a random creepy guy.
*Editor’s Note: There’s MUCH more in the world of journal entries, and to be frank, today’s post is the tame stuff. But I figured in the event I post more in the future, I definitely wanted to make Dr. Pleasure’s identity a secret.
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