Silence of the Chickens
By Cara B. Witching
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I’m playing a somewhat out of her element detective, eager to crack my next case. I’ve had very little success in my department, most of the other officers just see me as a pretty face, here for PR more than anything, but I’m out to prove them wrong!
One day, I visit a hypnotist who was recently arrested for his unethical practices. Many of the women who booked sessions with him ed nothing, only coming back to their sense much later when it was too late, realizing they’d surrendered all their valuables along with their shoes.
I explain my situation to him, and at first he seems quite amused. He gives me a bit of obvious advice at first, dust for fingerprints, make sure to check any security cameras. But the more he speaks to me, the more I find myself obsessed by his eyes. They were so deep, so commanding...I find myself relaxing as I stare deeply into his hypnotic gaze...
Part of me knows this is wrong, he’s a hypnotist after all, he’s trying to cast his spell over me...But the more I stare, the harder it is to remeber why I should worry. It feels so good to lose myself in his eyes, his voice fading away to a muffled whisper that’s difficult for me to make out. I simply nod my head along, before unlocking his cell door and stepping inside...
I come back to my senses briefly feeling quite alarmed, but he puts me at ease, touching my shoulder, and telling me he wouldn’t dream of ever harming such a pretty girl, he only wanted to see me up close. That’s alright I guess, if he thinks I’m so pretty. It feels nice to let him compliment me, and besides, it’s not like he was a cannibal serial killer or something, I wasn’t in any real danger...
He invites me to take a seat on the cell bed, and I do as he says, feeling a nice, blissful rush at obeying. Once I’ve reclined back on the cushions, he pulls a beautiful golden pocket watch from a hidden compartment in the wall above me, teasingly dangling it before my face as he addresses me.
“You know Agent Cara, I could help you more than you realize.”
The watch gently ticks ticks ticks with each sway.
“I am a hypnotist after all. If you allowed me to hypnotize you, and place you under a deep trance, why I’m sure you’d be focused enough to solve your case...”
“You...you really think so..?” I ask, my voice a hushed whisper, already trailing along with the swinging watch. It was so beautiful, so spellbinding...It’s beyond easy to relax, and forget my worries.
“I know so, my dear. All I’d need you to do, is relax, take a deep breath, allow your thoughts to clear, and the answers you so desperately seek should come flooding into your beautiful mind...”
“Well...Ohh....Ohhkay...If...If you think...it will...help...”
My head nods along to his words, following the watch back and forth as I breathe deep, and relax myself further.
“Go...go ahead...and...hypnotize...me...”
I sigh out, already fallen under the watch’s magnetic sway. He releases a chuckle at my words, calling me a good, beautiful girl, as the swinging watch picks up speed.
He counts me down into a trance as I focus on the swinging motion, feeling totally transfixed by the beautiful gold design. It was such a fascinating watch, and with it swinging side to side like this right before me, I found it incredibly easy to follow along, and relax deeper...
The cell fades away as I fall to his spell, the world around me vanishing, and I happily welcome the sweet, warm embrace of his trance to take me. His voice whispers to me, and although I can’t consciously hear him, I nod my head up and down, my subconscious soaking up his every word and order.
Snap!
I soon find my feet slipping out of my heels, resting them on the bed before me as I sit criss cross. Sitting up slightly, my eyes open wide and stare off as I enter a wonderful state of deep, deep hypnosis. It feels so good to be hypnotized. So good to be entranced. I didn’t know what was happening around me, only that I couldn’t stop myself from giving in to this pleasurable seduction.
“You live alone, don’t you Cara?”
tick tick tick
“Yes...I live alone...”
“Good girl. Now you’re going to let me stay at your place for a few days, after all, it’s only right to help me after I’ve helped you.”
“Yes...only right...stay at...my...place...”
“And you’re going to tell the officers you have no clue where I am. You wouldn’t want them to take me away, then I wouldn’t be able to hypnotize you anymore.”
“Yes...I will tell...the officers...I have no clue...I...I want...to...be...hypnotized...”
The watch continues to back and forth before my entranced face, my wide open eyes no longer following the swinging motion, only starting off blanky forward. I was hypnotized.
Hypnotized...hypnotized...hypnotized...
It feels so good to be hypnotized...So heavenly to be under hypnotic control...
“Good girl, Cara. That’s a very good girl. You’re so pretty, and you’re doing so well for me. Now when I snap my fingers, you’re going to believe that you’re a hen. A beautiful, blissfully obedient hen.”
“Yes...Master...I am...a hen...”
Snap!
Instantly I fold my hands into my sides, flapping my elbows like little wings as I cluck and squawk. The bed gently shakes as I bob my head, sporting an extremely silly and mesmerized expression with my wide, unattentive eyes.
“Coo coo coo coo...”
He tucks away the pocket watch, smirking at my clucking display, very satisfied at my willing obedience. The ‘hypnotized chicken’ was a suggestion that most of his subjects could resist...but not me. Not my mind.
It was almost like I was eager to be hypnotized and controlled...Eager to be a happy, silly chicken...
“Coo coo coo...”
My elbows continue to fan up and down, so happy to be completely mindless. In this moment I was a chicken, I’ve always been a chicken, and nothing made me happier.
There was no stress that came with being a chicken. No worries, no cares at all, except to cluck and flap just as my master instructed. Life would always be blissful and euphoric with the mind of an obedient gallina.
Snap!
His snapping fingers echo throughout my head when he clicks them together right in my face.
I’m sleeping with wide open, thoughtless eyes, my mesmerized stare gazing through the mattress below me as my head drops down and a snore escapes my lips.
My mind slips back into a blank void, and I can’t stop a smile coming to my face as I release a quiet “Hmmmmm...”
“Good girl, Cara. Isn’t it so fun, being hypnotized? So relaxing and nice to let go of all stress, and just let me do all the thinking for you?”
“Yes...Master...So...fun....to be...hypnotized...”
“Now my pretty poultry, when I snap my fingers, you’re going to take me home with you, and allow me to continue this session in the comfort of your living room.”
“Yes...Take..you...home...continue...this...session...”
“Good girl....”
Snap!
I slowly rise back up onto my feet, the cold cell floor beneath my soles as I continue to stare off in a mindless daze.
I lock arms with him, placing a small unattentive kiss against his cheek, while feeling an irresistible urge to follow his commands. I wanted to be hypnotized. I wanted to stay hypnotized, and I wanted to continue this session at home, where he could hypnotize me deeper.
My blissful, blank mind pays no attention to the chuckling filling the air. I lead him outside and to my car, unaware of the new, hypnotic life that was in store for me, my shoes being the only trace I leave behind...