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“Now...” he says, swinging the pendulum twice as fast. “Try and resist me now!”

It’s so hard to resist, and you can feel yourself slipping. You know you have to try, but...

“You’re a female,” he declares. “Repeat after me.”

You feel your body begin to change in weird ways, like your hair growing longer and what’s between your legs shrinking. You know this isn’t right anc you try and fight it, but it’s so hard...

“I’m...NOT...a...”

“You’re a female.”

“I’m a...f-f-female...”

“With all your heart, please.”

“I’m a female.”

You say the words and it seems...right. After all, you’ve always been a girl...right? Of course you’ve always been a girl, with your shirt brunette hair and cute face and pretty dresses and petite body. It feels weird to suddenly have doubts about your gender. This weirdo hypnotist is really messing with your head.

“You’re 18.”

You pause for just a moment, trying to remember your age. All that comes back is that you are 18. You are going to graduate high school soon, after all.

“I’m...18...”

“You think and behave like you’re 18.”

“I think and behave like I’m 18.”

You wouldn’t think or behave any other way...wouldn’t you? Of course you’ve always been mature for your age, the “mom” of your friends, but you’ve always acted your age to a large degree.

“Your name is Valerie.”

What had your name been before? It hurts that you blank but you quickly remember that you’ve always been Valerie. You had to be.

“My name...is...Valerie.”

“You think it’s a cute name.”

Oh, now you had to be Valerie! You remember always loving your name and saying...well...how cute it was! You sigh with relief and smile.

“I think it’s a cute name.”

The man pauses for a moment. “You’re modest.”

Modest? You could certainly be modest, but you’ve always liked your body and never hesitated to wear clothes that showed it off. You were never a slut (like your friend Hannah) but you were never a prude or anything...

“I’m...modest?”

“Yes. You’re very modest.”

You nod as you fail to notice your dress’s bottom and sleeves get a little longer. You’ve always felt it was best to dress conservatively. That’s why you were never friends with that slut Hannah. That’s also why you never wore makeup, and even why your hair was cut so short. Your mother was very strict about how to dress and you knew she was right.

“I’m...very modest.”

“Good girl. And...you’re a positive person.”

Positive. That’s a word that seems like it’s your middle name. You’ve always been so upbeat and happy, haven’t you? You can’t believe you weren’t feeling this way just now, being so integral to your personality. Who knows? Maybe this hypnotist man will be nice to you. Hasn’t he been just making you say what was already true?

“I’m a positive person!”

“Good girl. Gooooood girl.”

He stops swinging the pendulum and you are released from trance.

“How are you feeling, Valerie?”

You shake your head but can ironically think very clearly. “Oh I feel fine. I mean, you were just saying what was true about me, right? Although I don’t know why...”

“I was, because why would I change a cute girl like you? I’m just using suggestions to keep making sure Valerie is the best Valerie she could be.”

You blush. “Aw, well, thanks. I feel so wonderful so I guess it worked. Thanks for stopping by, I suppose.”

“Oh, no problem...but I think I want to do one more thing...”