Hypnosis Stories

The Swimmer

BY stratford 27 lee2160I am very worried about young Josh. Yes, my little nephew Joshua. That quiet, tall, wel mannered boy I used to know. I thought his winning a place at Cambridge meant serious study. Then he had to go and take a year off and travel around Australia. He came back louder, bigger and with a girlfriend. He is going to the bad. At his age I was slogging away at national service – in the real world. As far as I can see the fool is throwing his life away, "just having a good time Uncle Tom" as he calls it! It makes my blood boil. Thank God he will soon be 19 and off to college. Perhaps that will put his feet on the ground. The first year at Cambridge has not improved matters. In fact it has made things worse. It seems to be getting serious with this girlfriend, they are moving in together, down right immoral I say. They have a double bed – and they are only 20! Worse than that I am sure he is into steroid abuse. He never used to be into sport but since Australia he has become swimming mad. His body has changed out of all recognition. He looks like something out of one of magazines I sometimes catch sight of in the newsagents. All muscles and a tan! He must be on those terrible drugs. They will ruin him. What's worse is he's become so cocky! Wont take my advice on anything. Has opinions of his own. What right has he got to do any of this I want to know? The boy is in cloud cuckoo land. The pair of them sit in front of me now. He has his arm around her! She is fussing over him. "Oh Josh has been selected for the swimming team. It will mean such a lot of training and effort – and he already goes to the gym 4 times a week! Tell him Uncle Tom, tell him he shouldn't be so selfish!" I just smile and ask if they would like more tea. I can't help thinking that what would be best for Josh would be to get well away from this girl, and definitely well away from University, out of sport and into a proper job. "Yes, uncle, I'm going to compete nationally, and it will be televised" I smile. "It will be very stressful though doing it all with my Maths degree but – needs must and fame calls." And he grinned at me. "I'd like to help you Josh." He grinned at me. "No I mean it, I can help" "What do you mean Uncle Tom?" "Well, you know Josh that I used to work in the Hospital as a lab assistant. Well, I did some time in their sports psychology department, and picked up a few tips. I learnt about hypnosis and how that can help with motivation – how to fit everything in as you put it." Suddenly the girl chimes in, "Oh Josh, you must let Uncle Tom help, you know you need it." "Congratulations fool," I thought. "You have taken the bait." I was going to see to it that Josh was separated for good from this girl, that he was booted out of this swimming lark and put safely out of harm's way. If he was kicked out of University that would be a good thing too. He needed a taste of reality and needed to learn the hard way. As a matter of fact I knew exactly what I was talking about when I mentioned hypnosis and the basic techniques I had picked up 30 years ago had not changed. I had to see first how good a subject Josh would be. He came round, 20 minutes late. I could smell the girls perfume on him! "Sit down Josh, make yourself comfortable. Now focus on the lamp over in the corner of the room. Focus on the light and relax. Let yourself just sink into that light. Clear your mind of all other thoughts. I am going to count back from 10. As I count back you will become more relaxed. You will listen to what I say and you will obey me. You will obey me." After about a couple of minutes I tried a few small tests. Yes, his arm was light and rose up to the ceiling. He took his shoes off and put them on the wrong feet. He walked around the room – well staggered actually – and back to the chair. I put his appearance back to normal. "When you wake up Josh you will feel fine. However, you will feel compelled to come back here at 7pm tomorrow – on the dot, that is all." 7pm. He is here! By 7-05 he was under. "Now Josh, you know that swimmers have a better performance if they are shaved?" "Yes Uncle" "Are you shaved?" "No uncle" "That's not good Josh,not good at all. Tomorrow you must shave your body. You will feel really good about it. Never mind that some of your team-mates will think that is too much. You want to win don't you? "Yes Uncle" "Good boy!" Next day. "Well Josh, did you do what I asked you?" "Yes Uncle I shaved all over." "What did your team mates say at practice this afternoon?" "Well, they laughed at me," he said brightly, "but I didn't care. Like you said it gives me an edge." "Ok Josh, I need to see what you have done. Strip off and show me." He stripped off down to his jockey shorts. "I need to see everything Josh, you understand, it is for your own good." He stripped without hesitation. I was pleased to see that he had shaved his legs and chest. "You also need to shave under your arms. Also, bend over and let me see your arse hole." He did this without hesitation. I was impressed! "Dear me Josh, all that hair, it needs to be completely smooth, also around your cock and balls – completely bare." "Ok uncle" "Remember Josh, if you want to win you must do as I say. You will shave off all your hair, including on your head, it's ridiculously long and you will keep it shaved. If any hair grows back you will feel very uncomfortable and will lose races. Your team-mates will really laugh at you and your girl friend may be shocked but remember, they are only jealous of your success. You are a winner, a champion and you MUST do these things to be successful. Do you understand?" By his reaction I could tell he was really pleased about it all. He loved the idea of being a success. A week went by and my nephew called back. He was a skinhead! At least he looked more like a man now and not like some pansy student. "Strip down Josh and show me what you've done." I got him to spread his arse cheeks, put his arms on his shaven head, show me his ball. "Now I want you to get yourself hard Josh, I need to have a good look at your penis." He started obediently wanking off his cock. I was impressed all round. Not only had he obeyed me completely about the shaving but my little nephew had a handsome 8" cock! I was now ready for the next stage. "What do your team-mates say about all of the shaving Josh?" "They think I am a bit weird – I don't think they like it at all. They don't believe me when I say it will give me an edge." "Has it Josh?" "Well, Uncle, I haven't won anything yet and the big competition is tomorrow- on national TV" "That's bad Josh, we must take an extreme measure to ensure you win, you want that don't you? You want to win and to win you want to take an extreme measure." He nodded his head vigorously. "Just like with the shaving your team-mates wont approve. They will be jealous of you and angry. You must ignore that and do what I say. When you do what I tell you you will feel great, a big success a winner. Whatever happens you must continue doing it." "When you are told to get ready on the diving stand you take off your track suit don't you Josh. All you wear are your speedos. There are few extra things you must do to give you the edge. If you do them all those months of training will pay off, you will feel fantastic and be a winner. Once you take of your track-suit you must put on this leather studded collar. It is an aid to swimming. You will also strap on these leather arm straps across your biceps. You will also put these clamps on your nipples. They will all make you feel very horny and you will start to get erect. This, remember, will help your swimming. You must ignore everything else going on around you and concentrate on completing this routine. Next you will get out this rubber swimming baton – I pull out a twelve inch dildo – and this pot of vaseline. You must take down your speedos, lie on your back with your feet held back by your head, grease up your arse with your left hand and insert the rubber baton. You must gently ease it up yourself – the full 12 inches. You will feel an enormous release of energy which will focus on your penis. You will become fully erect and will complete 12 strokes with the baton. It must go in to the hilt. Only after you have done this will you be able to win the race." Josh looked a bit stunned by this but I soon convinced him that it was the only way to win. I decided on a practice run. Soon I had this totally shaven 20 year old dressed as a gay stripper, fucking himself with a twelve inch dildo. We had to do it a couple of times because it took a while for him to loosen his arse up to take it all – but he did. He was a fit strapping lad and he could take it. "You must not mention any of this to anyone Josh. It is your competitive secret. I want you to sleep over hear tonight and tomorrow morning at 10am you will be fit and ready to win that contest. You will sleep now and will wake tomorrow determined to do the routine, come what may. You must win. I could hardly wait myself. There pool went deathly quiet as the 8 athletes lined up on the side of the pool. Josh was second from the right. The only one without a bathing cap. He had no need to wear one did he. The stupid girlfriend was with me, muttering away about the shaving – she hated it. "Get ready" came the announcement and the athletes started to take off their tracksuits. I held my breath. "Good lad!" I muttered. A leather studded collar was going on around his neck - but I don't think anyone paid much attention to this. They soon noticed the arm bands and the tit clamps! A steward came over to Josh and said something but Josh's eyes were glazed, he was so totally focussed on his winning routine. A bulge was visible in his speedos. Next out came the dildo and the obscenely large pot of vaseline. There was a gasp from the audience as he pulled down the speedos, lay on his back and got to work. Three stewards were now shouting at him and trying to pull him away but Josh was having none of it. He continued, and I counted, with all 12 strokes until he could be dragged away. A great success all round. Broadcast live on national TV! Josh was a celebrity! Last I heard Josh had been given six months in prison for his behaviour. That will teach him a lesson in reality, mixing with real, hard men. University is out of the question now, and, of course, girlfriend ditched him straight away. This may all sound a bit harsh but it was for Josh's own good. Also I did him another favour. I left the shaving suggestion on – and looking like such a hard man is bound to go down well in prison – so even if he is only 20 he will survive and may even be popular, especially with his reputation! It will make a man of him. Email the Author if you liked this story

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