The First Session: Just Trust Me & Give In Attire: Cute/Sexy. With the focus being tit worship, your outfit feeds that focus. As the clip progresses, your cleavage grows. You reveal your full breasts to cement the programming. Attitude: Manipulative. You are not outwardly manipulative, but you push me nonetheless to keep me focused. You use manipulation and misdirection to keep me comfortable and my mind malleable… as you begin to draw me in. The session begins - I find myself sitting in front of you as you introduce yourself. I do not recall how I got here. Maybe my mind is playing tricks on me again. You inform me that my file was given to you by my previous counselor "Where your previous counselor failed, I will not. I can help you. All you have to do is relax… and trust me."You've found my file to be so… intriguing. I am intelligent, confident, and strong-willed… yet something is missing. My life is without direction… meaningless. I lack focus and seemingly lose vast gaps of time. "This is such a serious issue. I promise that once your counseling is complete, everything will make sense." You explain that while your style of counseling may seem unconventional, it is exactly what I need. As the session progresses, you begin to manipulatively draw my focus towards your breasts "Find a point of focus for me. Once you find it… do not look away. Just relax… and focus." Pleased… you begin to increase the visual pull of your breasts."Mmm… yes. Good boy. Just focus for me." Your cleavage slowly begins to grow… revealing more and more of your mesmerizing breasts. I am so close… so close to being exactly where you need me to be. You almost have me completely sucked in… all I need is a little more. "You're doing so well. Keep your eyes focused… let everything else go… and just… GIVE IN." Your cleavage immediately explodes. You smile as you watch my eyes go blank. You have me. "You're such a good, good boy. You've always been such a good boy. Now just let your mind be completely sucked into my cleavage. Mmm… yes… give it all to me. I find myself in a state of near absolute mindlessness. The more I stare into your maddeningly deep cleavage, the more mindless I become. And while you are pleased… it isn't enough "you want to give in… you need to give in. Give in to me. Give it all to me. Let me… help you." You suddenly reveal your full breasts. You smile as you see the look on my face…finally, absolute mindlessness. My thoughts drain away as you implant your programming directly into my brain. The Second Session: No Escape. Accept Enslavement Attire: Seductive/Enticing. Again, with the focus being tit worship, your outfit further feeds that focus. Again, as the clip progresses, your cleavage grows… now with a complete reveal of your breasts. Attitude: Merciless/Openly manipulative. Now that my mind is yours, you begin to permanently implant your programming. I must be deeply programmed… excessive pushing must be used. There will be no resistance. There will be no escape The session begins - I once again find myself sitting in front of you. The uncertainty of how I arrived here grows. Time and memory… it has all been distorted. It's as though my mind has been taken… and everything else will soon follow. "Hello. I am so pleased with your progress, but it's not enough." Your cleavage is undeniable… your control is irresistible. I feel as though I have lived this a thousand times, but my memories are hazy and my mind fails me. Your breasts are all I can see. The image is burnt into my mind. No matter if my eyes are open or closed… your breasts are all there is. "Can you feel it? Mmm… yes, yes you can. Don't be afraid… this is what's best." I try to fight it. I try to create my own thoughts with my own mind, but it's inaccessible. "You've fought me so many times before. You know this time is different… you can feel it, can't you? Your breasts are too powerful… your words penetrate every corner of my withering mind. Your cleavage is like a black hole… the gravitational pull it has on my mind is unstoppable. "Stop struggling… and just let it happen. Give me what's rightfully mine. Give it to me NOW!" Your cleavage bursts as my focus intensifies. My mind… on the brink of nonexistence… is now almost completely, eternally yours. You sense it… you sense the delicious finality. "Mmm… yes… such a good, good boy. Accept your fate. Let me mind wash you. Let everything else go… and accept… enslavement." You aggressively reveal your mind shattering breasts. You smile as you watch me become permanently mindless. Nothing remains but an empty vessel. "I own you. Everything you are… everything you were… everything you will be is now mine. Mmm… you are my slave. Obedience, servitude, and worship will be your purpose." Session Three: You're Mine. Kneel For God Attire: Heavenly Attitude: Inhuman/God-Like The session begins - I find myself kneeling in front you as you stand above me. It feels like a dream… and you look divine… godlike. Nothi